Chapter 24: Wedding and a Video

The early afternoon wedding was beautiful. Jake wore a white tuxedo. Maryann had a dress with a long veil and train. The ceremony was on a section of the beach behind the Ritz Carlton Beach Club hotel that was blocked off for the event. About three-hundred people attended.

I was pleased to be one of the matrons. Sheri was Matron of Honor, as she should have been given her long relationship with Maryann. The bride’s sister, Lynn, was also in the entourage; I learned from Maryann that Lynn spent the night in Jake’s bed while Maryann went off with her mother. The other bridesmaids were Susan and, surprise, my young protégé Allie. We each had matching light blue formal floor-length dresses and matching CFM shoes.

The best man was Luke, and the other groomsmen were Owen, Sean, Kevin, and, again to my surprise, young Derek. I’d been the recipient of Derek’s unique brand of lovemaking only a few days earlier, when he and Allie had come by the condo. Owen took on Allie, and I had Derek. In two hours on evening, he must have cum seven or eight times. He and Brent were both especially endowed with that physiology.

The inclusion of Derek and Allie in Jake’s core group really surprised me. I learned from Maryann as well as Allie that Jake had taken a fancy to Allie. She was a gorgeous and stacked pint-size pixie and could fuck like a mink. Jake was super virile man, and loved to take out his passion on the tiny girl. He called her a spinner, a nod to the playful fantasy of sitting her on his cock and then spinning around and around. He also liked Derek, in part because the younger man looked up and revered Jake’s wisdom. Maryann also loved to fuck Derek because he was the energizer bunny and could cum over and over in a short time period.

The reception was a big formal blast at the Ritz Beach Club. It was very traditional. The various photographers took several thousand pictures. The press was also there in numbers, so I knew that they’d make the society pages in the nearby papers. The local young billionaire who’d been rated as the ‘coast’s most eligible bachelor’ was coming off the market. Well, not quite, but for public appearance’s sake, he was.

Jake and Maryann did the traditional meet and greet with everyone there. They walked from table to table and talked to everyone. They were, indeed, a very handsome couple.

As evening approached, Jake and Maryann excused themselves and left the reception. Things quieted down after that, and an increasing number of people left. Those of Jake’s inner circle also sneaked away to change into casual travel clothes that we’d left at the hotel.

A long stretch limousine then drove about twenty minutes to the nearby airport. We all filed onto Jake’s large plane as our luggage got put in the hold. We were all going on Jake and Maryann’s brief honeymoon. The major honeymoon would take place in a few months.

Besides the crew on the plane, Captain Stan Sterling, Second Officer Deke, and Flight Attendant Skye, all who’d also been at the wedding, there were twelve of us. Jake and Maryann Owen and me (Brie) Luke and Sheri Derek and Allie Sean and Lynn (Maryann’s sister) Kevin and Susan

No one initiated any sex on the flight, perhaps because of Lynn or because of its announced short duration. Lynn was new to the group, although Jake had been with her several times and I learned that she’d also played nicely with Susan the night before.

The plane didn’t go too far: Nassau. We no sooner got up to a mid-level altitude than we started back down. We cleared through customs without a problem, and then a fancy jitney. Nassau was in; the suggestion to go to Denver came too late; arrangements had been made.

Jake just wanted to relax and be away from his large complex of computers that he used. He stated that he became at one with the computers like a Vulcan Mind Meld in order to do his work. From early in the morning to sometimes late at night he was totally oblivious to anything else going on around him. He didn’t eat, and he barely blinked at the screens. His fingers would fly over the keyboards, and he’d often swear.

Maryann noted that he must be doing something right, because every day he’d make at least several million dollars, and occasionally over a hundred million – or lose a million or two. Jake’s job, however, was very high stress, and that stress often correlated with the degree of volatility the markets were exhibiting on a particular day.

I got to talk with Lynn – Maryann’s sister – on the plane and then in the small bus as we rode to a villa that Jake had rented for a few days. Lynn was younger and idolized her sister. She was a sharp dresser, but being away from her sister’s influence had migrated to a sophisticated rather than a sexy look.

Lynn said, “One of the things I hope to accomplish on this trip is to see my sister in action. I know she’s a slut and I need indoctrination in her sexy ways and attitude. I kind of forced my way into this group to do that.”

I laughed, “Oh, this group fucks and sucks at the drop of a hat. We don’t worry about temporary visitors, although everyone that seemed temporary seems to become permanent in some way.”

I saw a younger version of myself in Lynn. She’d just graduated from college and until Maryann’s engagement had a mountain of student debt that Jake wiped away with pocket change one day. Lynn had been a math and statistics major in college, and also ended up understanding extensively how to use technology in those areas.

Once we were all inside in the posh living room, Jake announced that he and Maryann were going off to consummate their marriage. Everyone laughed. He said, “That’ll take about five minutes, and then we’ll be back out here wanting to play with all of you.” The two of them did go off and shut the door to their suite.

The rest of us looked at each other and at the beautiful pool that overlooked the Atlantic. Sheri said in a loud voice, “Skinny-dip, everyone.”

We quickly did the necessary wardrobe adjustments to get naked and either dove or walked into the pool. The water was delightful. Our nudity was also delightful, and conducive to rubbing bodies together. I rubbed with Kevin, and I noted Owen rubbing with Skye.

We quickly started to engage in sexual congress with our partners. Kevin and I were no strangers to lovemaking, and we among the first to have tab ‘A’ buried in slot ‘B’. We kissed a lot and told each other how much we liked one another and praised their attitude, skills, and sexual prowess.

We both had a silent laughed as Lynn and Derek started fucking right next to us. Derek was primed up to keep cumming and cumming with his partner. The first indication Lynn had that he was something special was when I heard her say, “You started in again, but didn’t pull out. That’s cool.”

A few minutes later, she said, “Again. You came in me a second time, and you’re still ... fucking? Wow.”

Derek motored on, totally enjoying Maryann’s sister who was only two years or so older than he was. Lynn had an orgasm or five under Derek’s care. The women in our circle had schooled him in how to take care of them in the best possible way, so he was very solicitous of his partners.

“Holy crap, you came in me a third time. You must be some kind of superman. You’re still going? Oh, my God.”

A few minutes later, “Is this some kind of trick. You can cum and yet keep going? Where’s all your semen come from? You’re not supposed to be able to do this, are you?” Lynn was falling under Derek’s spell.

Kevin and I finished and went for a swim. We traded with Luke and Sheri, who’d also finished. Derek kept fucking Lynn. More of us were watching and listening to Lynn’s comments about him. Finally, she stopped him.

Lynn exclaimed, “You came inside me six times – SIX TIMES! That’s phenomenal. How’d you do that?”

Derek further amazed Lynn when he gently pushed her back and moved between her legs so that he could lap up the summation of the six loads he’d put inside her. She just kept saying, “Unbelievable!”

Jake and Maryann joined us about forty-five minutes after they’d disappeared. Maryann grinned and pulled Derek into a long kiss that everyone knew would lead to their lengthy fuck.

Jake happened upon Allie, and he took the spinner to a chaise and they started to fuck. She did look so cute perched up over his strong body as she bounced on his cock. I couldn’t think of anything else to teach her that she didn’t already know.

I did suggest she fuck on the hood of someone’s car, and she and Ken did that in Jake’s front yard in plain view of the street. Allie told me that a couple had strolled by them on the other side of the street, even noticing their compromised position, but they said nothing.

After another round of sex, we all went to our assigned rooms to sleep with our last sex partner of the night. I ended up with Deke, which was fine because he loved to cuddle.

We all spent the next day doing highly touristy things in the downtown area on the island. We went from boutique to boutique, and spent a lot of money on souvenirs and clothing.

The seven women in our group were pretty daring. We were wearing bikinis with sarongs around our waists to cover parts of our lower body. They did the job poorly, and our bras weren’t entirely effective either. I guess to some on the island we were some of the white trash that came over from the mainland. Nonetheless, we were having fun raising eyebrows and capturing male eyeballs for a few seconds here and there.