Chapter 24: Kim’s Wedding

Over the next few months, Kim, Francesca, and I developed a remarkably close family unit. My time with my official family, Susan and our six children, continued to dwindle as I navigated this new dynamic.

In our charming suburban home, Susan thrived as a dedicated housewife. Once a rising star in her academic field, motherhood had shifted her focus entirely. She poured her intellect and passion into raising our six children, transforming our home into a vibrant center of laughter and learning. The walls echoed with the sounds of children’s chatter, and her cheerful spirit infused our lives with warmth.

Her days were filled with school runs, playdates, and organizing family outings, and she embraced every moment with enthusiasm. Despite the challenges of raising a large family, she remained upbeat and resilient, effortlessly balancing her responsibilities.

While our sex life was as breathtaking as ever, Susan seemed content for our intimacy to occur once a week or less, finding joy in the simple pleasures of family life. Our “don’t ask, don’t tell” arrangement gave me the freedom I needed to satisfy my excessive sexual needs elsewhere. And boy, did I take advantage of that freedom!

In Paris, Kim worked as a live-in nanny, taking care of Francesca’s young twins-who, unbeknownst to Francesca’s husband, were actually my children. This arrangement allowed Francesca to focus on her pregnancy with another set of twins.

When Kim’s own twin pregnancy became apparent a short time later, Francesca skillfully persuaded her husband that having Kim on hand to care for all four babies would be a tremendous advantage. Despite this, Francesca’s husband accepted her request for Kim’s company during her regular visits to London, which meant he had to hire yet another babysitter for their children in her absence.

During this time, an unexpected bond began to form between Kim and Francesca as they explored their feelings for each other. The realization of their deepening connection brought warmth and joy into our lives, transforming our relationships in ways neither of us had anticipated.

Into this mix, the (almost) virginal teenager Kim brought a refreshing, carefree attitude reminiscent of a youthful spirit. Her overflowing affection for both Francesca and me was infectious. With her boundless naivety and bubbly laughter, Kim had a remarkable ability to lighten the mood and ease any tensions that might arise from our unconventional relationship. With her captivating sexuality radiating from every pore, her youthful curiosity combined with her incredibly wicked, kinky, wild side that led us to explore the most perverse and unusual avenues of sexual gratification, she transformed our already intense sex-life into a truly mind-blowing dream.

Yet, in the midst of this emotional whirlwind, there was an overwhelming sense of love that bound us together. The three of us navigated the delicate balance of desire, loyalty, and friendship, unsure of what the future held, but fully embracing the moments we shared.

It turned out that Kim’s vow to reject any penis but mine would not prevent her from enjoying sex with Francesca to the fullest - thus eliminating some of my concerns about Francesca’s unsatisfying sex life with her husband.

Both girls clicked - their bisexual sides fully activated. They had become so close that they rarely visited me alone. I had to accept the fact that they would have powerful sex sessions with each other when I was away or busy. While I enjoyed sex with both Kim and Francesca, my highlights were the sessions together where I could witness the passionate connection my two lovers were forming.

Sometimes I would just sit back and enjoy the scene of these two sexy women engaged in lesbian action. While the image of Francesca’s otherworldly beauty contrasted with Kim’s youthful, petite, tanned Indian body was a delight in itself, the passionate affection and love they had for each other warmed my heart more than anything.

They both found pleasure in sex with me, but their bond was much deeper than mere companionship. Francesca, more vibrant than I had ever seen her, radiated happiness and love, enhancing her ethereal beauty and giving her modeling career a significant boost. She glowed with a newfound sense of joy, as did Kim, whose playful spirit added a refreshing energy to our dynamic.

Kim remained steadfast in her promise, vowing to accept no cock but mine, and it wasn’t long before Francesca followed suit, consciously choosing to spend all her nights away from her husband. She had long ago convinced him that she needed her own bedroom. The fact that her nanny, Kim, had a room with direct access to hers created an environment where their affection could flourish without raising suspicion.

I was not entirely surprised when both girls turned up in London wearing matching rings. Francesca expressed how deeply the experience of our recent gang-bang had fulfilled her fantasies, emphasizing that while she had enjoyed that wild moment, she had no intention of repeating it ever again, and cherished the love and connection she had with Kim and me. That was why she had joined Kim’s vow to have no other dick in her but mine - and the rings were meant to symbolize that.

Moreover, the two of them had made a vow to each other, promising eternal love and fidelity - with the understanding that this arrangement included me, and only me. In fact, the rings that symbolized their same-sex union contained three diamonds that represented me as a cherished third party.

They made it clear that their happiness was paramount, and all they wanted from me was to nurture our mutual joy. They wanted me to love them passionately, whether together or separately, without any restrictions. They even encouraged me to seek other experiences, feeling a sense of pride in my virility. They both confessed that nothing turned them on more than seeing me ejaculate in yet another conquest, impregnating her, spreading my genes, having her submit to my male organ, exploding in joy at receiving my sperm.

The warmth of this arrangement filled me with contentment. Knowing that my two best friends found happiness in this unconventional arrangement deepened our bond. It was exhilarating to hold exclusive sway over two extraordinary women, each remarkable in her own right. Their willingness to share their lives - and their love - created a sense of belonging and fulfillment that transcended traditional boundaries.

When they explained the meaning of their rings to me, I was so touched that I couldn’t hold back my tears of joy. Their love for each other and the bond we had formed meant the world to me, far beyond the intoxicating thrill of our passionate nights together. The love and affection we had for each other extended far beyond the carnal pleasure of this dance of three shared bodies, the joy of witnessing each other’s ecstatic faces, the erotic display of two beautiful women with their sexy bodies engaged in passionate coupling, and the sensation of taking turns penetrating two enticing, athletic bodies. While I knew that most men would die for the chance to experience a threesome with these two goddesses just once in their lives, I knew that these sessions of passionate sex were just the icing on the cake.

I knew I had to show them how much I valued not only their friendship, but the depth of our connection - both emotional and physical. The thrill of having two stunningly beautiful women share not only my bed, but my life, was an exhilarating experience that most men only dream about. That’s why I arranged a semi-formal wedding for them, one that could rival the most lavish celebrations in London.

With Angela’s brilliant organizational skills, we orchestrated a remarkable celebration surrounded by our most trusted clients and friends. Well-connected in the LGBTQ+ community, Angela knew countless artists and designers who understood the importance of discretion and acceptance, even of unconventional forms of love. As a result, none of our guests questioned or had any qualms about the fact that Francesca and I were both married, each with children and families, even those who were aware of it. They understood that unconventional relationships sometimes require a certain level of discretion to protect those involved and ensure that nothing leaks out to the press or anyone else.

As you would expect from Angela, the ceremony was breathtakingly romantic. The venue was adorned with roses, and live music from renowned gay musicians filled the air. The church was gorgeous and both brides looked absolutely stunning. Francesca, the most famous fashion model of our time, exuded an otherworldly beauty that seemed to draw everyone in, while Kim, with her petite figure and captivating charm, exuded an unreal sexuality. Her large breasts and slim waist gave her an irresistible aura of femininity, accentuating her long, slender legs that rivaled even Francesca’s model proportions.