Always Belle Ch. 14

(Continued directly from the previous chapter)

Standing before the outdoor wedding area, I stared at all the people occupying rows of white seats, patiently waiting for the ceremony to begin. Toward the front rows, my parents were frantically waving me over, pointing to the chair they'd saved for me.

I rushed over and settled in, realizing my parents were on one side of me, Colin on the other, with his girlfriend Lily next to him.

"Cuz, where were you?" He asked.

I boldly wanted to ask my cousin the same, but I restrained myself.

Then the sound of music started playing. I looked off to the side and to my surprise, saw Enzo at a grand piano, supplying the crowd with a melodic ballad. The famous singer started softly crooning, coloring the scene with a heartwarming soundtrack.

Pair by pair, the bridesmaids and groomsmen made their way out. Sherrie and Rita were among them, with Vi as the Maid of Honor. My Uncle Frank also walked the aisle, looking sharply dressed as his brother's Best Man.

Then there was Ox, Sherrie's husband and Uncle Artie's best friend, who, unlike the others, stood behind a podium in the center, presumably the person officiating the ceremony.

In my periphery, I saw the wedding photographer snapping photos of those on stage. When he put his camera down for a second, I realized that it was Rodrigo, the Spanish photographer who lived in Paris.

Then on the bride's side of the aisle, I noted Belle's agent, Solomon, sitting next to John, the guy I'd met earlier during the cocktail hour. I assumed the latter was a new male client of Sol's. Dude certainly had the looks to be a model, much to the delight of my female cousin, I'm sure.

Speaking of Roux, she was further down my row, sitting next to Iris Hill, the model that, last I knew, Belle had said she would introduce Uncle Frank to. I traced Iris' eye-line; she was beaming at Uncle Frank on stage, blowing him a kiss.

After Uncle Artie had walked out and taken his place on the stage, it was time for the bride to make her grand entrance. Enzo started playing his rendition of that iconic wedding tune, getting everyone to stand up and turn their heads.

For a second, I pushed my personal anxieties aside and just watched Belle, in her feathery white dress, make the slow trek down the aisle, the setting sun in the background. She looked so beautiful. I found myself genuinely taken by the moment, giving my dirty mind a rest, not dwelling on the erotic fact that she was without panties, having given them to Colin just before.

When Belle settled on her mark, she faced Uncle Artie, the two simply staring at each other, bright white smiles between them.

Ox then led the proceedings, going through the customs of this and that, until it was time for the vows.

Uncle Artie, not someone I'd particularly pegged as an emotional person, delivered a heartfelt speech. Saying that he'd never met someone so beautiful and caring, so open-minded and curious, so understanding and patient. His eyes watered toward the end, which was touching to see.

When it was Belle's turn, she took a while to get going, already choking up. Eventually, she gathered herself, with some assistance from Vi, who used a handkerchief to delicately dab around her best friend's eyes.

Belle then told a charming story about the first time she met Uncle Artie. It was at an after-party, where she said he'd been the one that actually played hard to get. She said that out of all the guys that night that tried flirting with her, she had only wanted to talk to him. Eventually, she'd convinced him to accompany her to a 24-hour diner, where they ended up talking until the sun came up. It was then that she knew he was the one. And the rest, she said, was history.

Following their emotional vows, the wedding bands were brought out and Ox recited the prompts for the couple to say their "I do's." With steady hands and resolute eyes, Uncle Artie and Belle donned golden rings on each other's fingers.

Then, with the power vested in him, Ox finally pronounced them husband and wife, giving them the spotlight to launch into a kiss as the sun magically set over the horizon. The crowd endlessly cheered on the newlyweds, myself included. To my side, Colin loudly wooed and applauded, ringing my ear drum.

As the married couple made their way down the aisle to exit, they looked lovingly at everyone here to support their union. Belle, in particular, turned my way and flashed me a smile, catching me off-guard. I instinctively turned my eyes down, hating that I did.

***

With the ceremony over, the crowd was ready to continue the fun at the reception.

Not far from the wedding stage, we were all ushered inside a fancy banquet hall on the resort's property, where I learned I was assigned to a table with Roux and Colin, along with Lily. For whatever reason though, Roux was nowhere to be found.

In due time, servers soon brought out dinner plates to those present at our table. The food looked magnificent, just like the hors d'oeuvres.

I started some friendly dinner conversation. "So Lily, how'd you meet Colin?"

"We met at the library," she replied, getting me to nearly spit out my food at how ridiculous that sounded.

"Col, you reading actual books now?" I lightheartedly needled him, having remembered that the only book I ever saw him with was that Kama Sutra one.

"Cut me some slack cuz, I dabble from time to time," he said, aiming to impress in front of his girlfriend. "Anyway, Uncle Artie had recommended me this one business book, so I went to the library to borrow it. As fate would have it, I met Lily there, in the same aisle. She was looking at some book about..." He turned to her. "What was it about again, babe?"

"The power of professional mentorships," she coolly noted.

"Nice," I reacted. "And would you be the mentor or mentee in this case?"

"The latter. I'll be going to business school," Lily remarked. "And unlike college, I know it won't just be about getting good grades. I want to grow my network and make the most of my time in and out of the classroom."

"Wow, that's awesome!" I replied, before turning to my cousin. "Col, I think you're out of your league dude."

"Oh for sure!" He willingly admitted. "I wonder every day how I ever got so lucky. Lily also speaks four other languages: Japanese, Spanish, French, and, um..." Colin looked flustered, trying to remember the last one.

"Dutch, babe," Lily filled in the blank, sporting a modest smile.

I couldn't help but be impressed by my cousin's significant other. A part of me felt sorry for the poor girl, knowing that in recent months, Colin had gone behind her back however many times with Belle. On the other hand, maybe Lily didn't need my pity. She was pentailingual and going to business school. I think she'd fare just fine in life.

Later on during our meal, Roux eventually arrived at our table.

"Well look who decided to finally show up." Colin slowly clapped, poking fun at his sister.

"Where were you, Roux?" I innocently asked.

"Just hanging out with Johnny," she said with a mischievous tone.

Colin jumped on the opportunity to mock her, "Roux and Johnny sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-Oww! What the fuck Roux!"

She had slapped her brother's head, getting Lily and me to laugh at the sibling interaction.

Roux then settled into her seat, looking confused. "Wait, where's my food?"

"I ate it all!" Colin lied, still rubbing his head.

I chuckled, then stepped in to clarify, "Your empty seat wasn't served."

Just then, my phone vibrated. I checked it and saw it was from the Seelby Maps app. This time, a blinking dot hovered over a location nearby, someplace beyond the kitchen area where servers were walking out.

I stood up from my table. "Roux, hold tight, I'll see if I can get someone to serve you."

"Thanks Ken! Salmon's good with me if they still have it," she kindly requested.

As I left the table, I religiously stared at my Maps app, letting it steer my feet toward the blinking dot. I was determined to finally uncover the nature of these notifications.

***

After strolling into the kitchen, I successfully convinced a server to deliver a salmon plate to Table 3. Then I walked past the kitchen area entirely, entering a corridor of private rooms, where the blinking dot had guided me to the foot of a door left ajar.

I brought my eye to its sliver, cautiously peeking in. It was empty, but I entered it regardless, looking around the room for something that might give a clue as to why I was led here. Then I heard a low grumbling sound, somewhere beyond.

I picked my head up and realized one of the walls was a ceiling-high partition, the accordion kind that could be flexed to create more space. With the divider not having been fully shut, I walked over to inspect the adjacent room.

There, I saw Belle, standing in her wedding dress, pressed against the side of Seb's body, jerking off his cock. In his white garb, the chef was standing as well, an arm around Belle's shoulder to keep her close.

As if the scene couldn't get any more lurid, there was a mystery man on his knees behind Belle, head buried under her dress, eating her out.

Seb groaned out softly. "Fuck Belle, I'm almost there, keep going."

Head resting on his clavicle, Belle's eyes remained fixated on Seb's shaft, as she continued stroking him, her wedding band and engagement ring shining on the hand she was using.

"Come on Seb, hurry, I'm starving," she conveyed.

I then took a closer look at their standing positions. She was jerking him over a plate of salmon, rice, and vegetables, laid out on a table in front of them.

"Oh fuck yeah Belle! Here, I got it!" Seb took a firm hold of his cock and aimed it directly over the food. The chef he was, he drizzled his slow ejaculation over the fillet like it was a garnish.

When he finished cumming, Seb then grabbed a fork and flaked a piece of salmon off. He brought the utensil to Belle's mouth, feeding her the honey-glazed fish, flavored with his seed. "How's it taste?"

"Delicious!" She enthusiastically said, before letting out a soft moan, reacting to the man kneeling behind her. Belle then tapped him, "Sol, that's good for now."

Belle's agent then appeared out from under her dress. "Goddamn Belle! Your ass tastes incredible!"

"Better than usual?" She followed.

"Exquisite, as always." Sol stood up, an erection poking through his pants.

Seb chimed in, "I probably should return to the kitchen. I gotta make sure the dessert's ready to serve."

"Yes, go on," Belle replied. "By the way Seb, great job with the catering tonight! Everyone's been telling me how much they loved the hors d'oeuvres too."

"It's been my pleasure Belle." He warmly hugged her like any other friend, before exiting the room.

Sol put on his professional face. "Belle, since you're postponing your honeymoon, we should discuss bookings really quick. Vogue's interested in a cover next week."

"Ooo okay!" Belle then grabbed her dinner plate. "Come on Sol, let's walk and talk. I'm gonna finish my dinner with my husband. Wow, husband. Sounds so fun to say!"

I watched the pair leave, waiting until it was safe for me to flee the adjacent room I was in, all the while, trying to make sense of what the hell I just watched...

***

I returned to the banquet hall's dining area, rejoining my cousins at our table.

"Ken, you came in clutch!" Roux shouted my way, pointing to her salmon with her fork.

I sat down next to her. "Hey Roux, so whatever happened to that guy Darius you were dating?"

"Dumped his ass. Let's just say he was holding me back. In more ways than one," she cryptically said, before returning to her food.

When dessert was eventually served, I chatted with Colin and Lily over yummy crème brûlée, proudly bragging to them about Eva and her current music endeavors in Brazil for Enzo's upcoming album. Meanwhile, champagne was distributed to all of the tables.

Then a projected voice got everyone's attention. On the microphone was my Uncle Frank. It was time for the Best Man speech. I was reminded of when he had occupied the mic at the mansion party, being the one to pave the way for his brother's engagement proposal.

"Hey everyone, I'm Frank, the groom's brother. Annette, come up here too, sis!"

My mom joined her brothers on the elevated head table, with Belle there too, finishing up her dinner.

Uncle Frank spoke, "My sister and I are so blessed to have a brother like Artie. He might work a little too much if you ask me, but I can tell you he's also got the biggest heart of anyone I know. I can't remember the last time he wasn't there for me when I needed him the most. I promise Artie, I'll always do right by you. Whatever you need, I got you! Love you bro!" Uncle Frank raised his champagne glass, "A toast, to my awesome brother and his beautiful wife!"

The crowd cheered and sipped their champagne. I observed Belle appear especially sentimental, a tear visibly rolling down her cheek, as she watched her husband and his two siblings huddle, exchanging loving hugs with one another.

Uncle Frank then handed the microphone over to Vi, Belle's Maid of Honor.

"Hi everyone," she spoke into the mic, then faced the bride. "Wow Belly, what can I say... I'm just so happy for you. All these years, even with all our life changes, plus living so far from each other, I'm just so proud to call you my sister from another mister. We've had our share of some fun times before Artie. The selfish part of me was scared that we'd grow apart when you got with him. But not at all. He's been so loving to you, and I truly believe you've found the perfect partner. I love you sis! And let's be honest, you love me more than John!" Vi winked.

Near the head table, I saw John stand up, arms up in faux shock, getting the crowd to amusedly laugh at the exchange.

"Love you Johnny!" Belle shouted at him, her hand outstretched his way.

Vi raised her glass, "A toast, to the most beautiful model and human I know, and to Artie, her wonderful, loving husband. Cheers!"

***

Later on, the banquet hall was blaring with music from the DJ, attracting everyone to the dance floor.

Feeling out of place without my plus-one, I passed on dancing and went outside for some fresh air, where I texted Eva a string of heart emojis, along with a sincere message that I looked forward to her coming home soon.

Then another Maps notification popped up on my phone. This time, the blinking dot was in a new nearby location. Something told me my boss must have cameras littered all over this resort. And if the previous ping was any indication, then I mentally readied myself for another Belle-flavored treat.

I excitedly followed the dot, which led me to the second floor above the resort's lobby. I entered an empty meeting room, scanning around for a folding partition like earlier, but there wasn't one.

Instead, there was a large red button below a framed wall painting, basically begging to be pressed. I curiously pushed it...

Suddenly, the wide-framed painting started to rise along the wall, controlled by some motorized system. Behind it revealed a pane of tinted glass, peering into the adjacent room. Shit, this must've been a spy mirror, with no one on the other side reacting to my presence.

Through the glass, Belle was splayed out on the edge of a conference room table, in her wedding dress. On one end, Enzo was standing between her legs, fingering her pussy. On the other, Rodrigo was looking through his camera's viewfinder, pointing it down toward his cock stuffed in Belle's mouth.

Jesus. The two men were plugging her holes while everyone was downstairs dancing.

"You're soaking wet Belle." Enzo's voice magically projected through ceiling speakers. "I need to fuck you ASAP."

"Not tonight En," Belle replied.

"I have a condom," the singer assured her.

"Sorry buddy," she shook her head. "Next time, I promise."

"Belle, I flew on a private jet here all the way from Brazil... Why can't I get your pussy?"

"You can! With your mouth. Be a good friend and eat me out, will ya?"

"Seriously?" Enzo whined.

"Come on now, don't be like that. It's my wedding day!" She said with an upbeat tone. "Think what a nice gift it'd be, if you made me cum with your tongue. You yourself said it tastes better than 'cherry pie' right?"

Belle had delivered the cleverest of quips, referencing the singer's lyrics from his popular song "Late Night Dinner." Enzo couldn't help but laugh, appreciating the callback.

She added, "And sorry En, to hear about you and Lana not working out. I really do appreciate you making the effort to be here. You played beautifully earlier."

The singer eased up, forming a grin, looking more cooperative. "Alrighty Belle, I'll eat you out real good. Make you cum."

She lent a friendly smile, then watched as Enzo's head disappeared under her wedding dress. Meanwhile, the model turned to Rodrigo, looking up at him from her lying position. "How about you Ro, how're you doing?"

"Good! I've taken some beautiful photos today. Can't wait to show them to you."

"Lovely!" Belle started to stroke the photographer while continuing to chat him. "When are you planning to shoot your movie?" She then let out a soft moan, reacting to Enzo's tongue.

"No filming schedule yet, sorry for all the delays," Rodrigo answered her. "I took a break to take care of my little one."

"Totally understandable! He's so cute in the photos you've shared. How's your girlfriend by the way?" Belle asked, returning his tip to her mouth for a brief suck.

"Alexia's great," he mentioned, subtly thrusting his hips forward to feed Belle more of himself. "She's taking care of our son back in Paris. And actually, she's my fiancé now."

"Oh my, congrats Ro!" Belle cheered, steadily jerking him off. "Hate that I've kept you from them tonight, but thanks so much for being my photographer."

"Of course Belle, it's my honor," he responded, exhaling audibly from the sensation of her grip.

"Oh fuck, yes!" Belle suddenly turned toward Enzo, her body tensing atop the table, clamping the singer's head between her legs.

Enzo's face eventually reappeared from under her hem, seeking confirmation that she'd orgasmed. A wide smile on her lips, Belle nodded her head repeatedly at him, stroking her hair back in satisfaction.

"Okay you two," she got the men's attention. "I should probably head back down to the dance floor. Do you mind doubling up in my mouth?"

Rodrigo looked at Enzo, shrugging his shoulders. "Fine with me, if it's fine with you amigo."

"Sure, I've done dirtier things," Enzo cackled.

Belle then arranged the men, getting them to stand almost side by side, at an angle. Dropping to her knees, she pulled both their pants down to their ankles and brought their shafts together, as she alternated licking and sucking on them.

Soon enough, Belle had both their cock heads stuffed inside her mouth, her lips stretched to capacity. She tried speaking but instead mumbled something incoherent.

"What's that Belle?" Rodrigo asked.

Enzo answered, "I think she wants us to cum inside her at the same time."

Belle eagerly nodded her head.

"Not a problem," Rodrigo noted, taking her wrist and bringing her fingers to his balls, getting her to squeeze them in her palm.

Belle did the same with his counterpart as the two men dug their hands into her blonde hair, holding her head in place as they purposefully jerked themselves inside her mouth.

As if things couldn't get any more lewd, Belle's fingers then traveled beyond their respective ballsacks, curling up until she reached their asses. A fingertip dipped inside each partner, running tiny circles, gently stimulating their anuses.

"Fuuuck!" They groaned simultaneously, their ass cheeks starting to clench, legs stiffening.