Felicity Ch. 11

I felt all-powerful. I was "the man".

My joy was tempered by the reminder that many women had worshiped her pussy before.

Her climax ended.

her body went limp. She was gasping for air.

So was I.

But it was time for the big test.I started kissing my way back up her body. By the time I returned to her breasts she had recovered enough to resume purring. I reached her lips and kissed her, first softly then with increased fervor.

My body was poised over hers; the head of my dick was resting on her pussy lips. She reached down between us and grabbed my cock and started to pull it into her.

I resisted and whispered, "Play with it a little, it is your new best toy".

She responded with a passionate kiss and began to rub the head of my dick up and down her pussy lips. She then flicked my dick head against her clit. She would trace her opening with my dick then flick her clit with it again and again, repeating the pattern I had just traced with my tongue.

Connie was masturbating with my dick.

A moan and a shudder were followed by the release of my dick from her hand.

I plunged in.

She gasped and held me tight. I pulled almost all the way out then plunged back in, first slowly, then with increased speed and determination.

Connie moaned once, twice, she shuddered, then spasms.Orgasms!

That did it for me. I came in torrents. Spurt after spurt deep into her womb. My body trembled as she held me close. It was awesome.

I turned us to our sides, my dick still embedded in her pussy. Connie was suddenly laughing and crying.

"I was so afraid this would not work", she said. " I love you so much I was ready to try anything, to actually fake anything to make you happy. Instead you gave me the best fuck of my life and I can't wait until we do it again".

The grin that I had on my face earlier returned.

We spent the weekend fucking. We fucked in every room. We fucked on the floor, on the couch, in the kitchen, on the dining table, while she was on the phone to her mother.

Connie loved her new sex toy and made me promise that it would never go into another pussy unless she put it there herself.

By Monday we were very sore. My entire groin hurt and my jaw hurt. We walked funny.

Our friends gave us knowing looks. It was Wednesday before we could resume our love making, ......in moderation.

It was the best week of my life.

But I really screwed up the wedding. Others helped but it was me who sent it careening away from the script.

I was in her hometown of Felicity and had spent three befuddling days trying to keep track of her very large clan that that was populated by many short and bright redheaded girls. They had all somehow decided they loved me.

That did not stop anyone from bombarding me with Nerf baseballs during rehearsal dinner.

That was my fault, Connie warned me about the dinner wars and suggested I clear out when the rest of the guys did.

My problems during the wedding started after Connie's cousin Carly told me how perfect Connie and I where for each other. I had always known that to be true but those exact words had never come to me. The end result was that I grew a stupid grin that I could not control.

I tried to look serious, suave, amused, anything to erase the stupid grin. It stayed.

I do not remember exactly how I got to the altar. I did notice that my best man was there with me, a good friend for many years but whose name was a mystery to me at that time. The grin had made me stupid.

My only coherent thought was the fear that someone would notice that I was about to get away with an enormous prize and would stop the proceedings.

I broke protocol when Sophie, Connie's mom's partner, playing the part of my mother, was escorted to the front row. I walked down and kissed her before she made it to her seat.

When Connie's mother Allison was escorted to her place of honor I messed things up again by stepping down and kissing her too.

Teri did not help keep the proceedings as rehearsed. As soon as she took her spot as the maid of honor she jumped over to me and kissed me hard on the lips before she resumed her position.

Allison, Sophie, and Teri had tears in their eyes. I fought to keep mine back.

The ceremony included the lighting of candles by each of the moms. As soon as that was done they each came to me and kissed me, taking the ceremony even further away from the script.

It was at about that time that I noticed everyone's face had a wide, stupid grin. It made me feel better but mine still would not go away.

I was surveying the guests, trying to put names with faces with limited success.

Then Connie's music started. I saw her brother Bobby first because he is tall enough to stand above the crowd. I then saw Connie.

She was the absolute most gorgeous sight the planet has ever or will ever see. It was the first time I understood the true meaning of the term radiant beauty.

My heart did its best to leap out of my chest and rush to her.

I was overcome with emotion and tears streamed down my cheeks. Luckily everyone's eyes were on Connie and I managed to wipe them away unseen.

If anything, the grin on my face grew bigger.

Several times over the previous months there had been times when I thought I could not love Connie more than I did then. I could not have been more wrong on those occasions.

I somehow found myself in front of Bobby and Connie.

The priest was probably saying something but I was just gone. It was not until Bobby said, "I will," that I snapped back to consciousness. Bobby nearly crushed me in a hug before disappearing.

I could only see Connie.

Something told me to turn and face the priest. I remembered vaguely how things were supposed to go. I knew I was supposed to kiss Connie somewhere in the ceremony and just to be sure I kissed her right then.

We were holding hands when we at last faced the priest. As he started the ceremony Connie jumped into my dementia and turned and kissed me.

I kissed her back.

We heard a noise like someone clearing his throat right next to us and were confronted with the face of the priest inches from us.

I would have apologized except I noticed he had a wide, stupid grin on his face.

Connie and I managed to make it through our vows more or less as scripted. We only strayed for a kiss after each had concluded their portion of the vows. Another kiss for each ring exchanged seemed to be OK with the priest.

When he got to the part of "You may kiss the bride" he added, "again".

That kiss went right up to a tie for first place along the one Connie gave me when she first told me she loved me.

We never got to the stately procession out. After we finished our kiss her mom Allison jumped up and hugged and kissed us, closely followed by hugs and kisses from Teri and Sophie. A horde of redheads kissed and hugged me.

Bobby and Connie's Aunt Wendy eventually led a parade away from the altar as Connie and I were cheered on our way out.We all made it to the reception room somehow and a party started in full swing.

Allison and Wendy had taken care of all the details and everything was perfect. A small band was playing oldies rock. The cakes were impressive, the food delicious.

I had not realized how hungry I was until I ate my first bite. Connie appeared to be even more famished than I was.

We were several minutes into the party when we noticed Allison in deep conversation with someone.

It was the photographer.

We had forgotten about the posed group pictures after the ceremony.

I was not eager to go back and pose for pictures but luckily we were spared that fate. Allison asked the photographer about the pictures he had taken before and during the ceremony. Apparently he had seen that the event was a bit out of the ordinary and had snapped over one hundred pictures already.

Allison said fine, get something to eat, and that was that.

I danced with my wife.

I danced with my new mother in law, my virtual mother and sister in law.

It seemed I danced with an enormous number of cousins and aunts and each gave me a ferocious kiss as they welcomed me into the family.

I had not had a family in five years, their welcome brought tears to my eyes again.

The event ended as I danced with my wife.

Many years later we are still dancing and I still can't get that stupid grin off my face.