Sarah and Greg were starting to plan their wedding. Because she had not had her gender reassignment surgery, they had to travel through to two states north of where they lived to be where they could be married legally. They found a small chapel in a town just across the border of that state. It was within an hour of an airport, so Greg's parents and the few other guests could make it easily. They still debated whether they should even invite her parents.
When they got to the town, they checked into the hotel and decided to relax before they would meet with the minister in two hours. They stripped down to undergarments and lay on the bed trying to sleep, but both of them were too excited. It wasn't long before Sarah looked over, saw that Greg's eyes were open, and took advantage of the moment. She rolled onto her side, took Greg's hand, raised it to her lips, and kissed it lovingly.
Greg smiled at the touch of her lips. He moved her hand to his lips and returned the love. He rolled toward her and gave her a peck on the lips. They stared into each others eyes, marveling at how beautiful their partner's deep blue eyes were. There was a twinge of sadness that they could not have children who would inherit this trait, but the love they each felt for each other transcended any twinge.
Greg sighed, wondering how he deserved this, and Sarah stared dreamily thinking that all the pain she suffered for feeling like a freak earned her this feeling of complete happiness. They both smiled huge smiles, almost like they were on the verge of giddiness.
Greg moved his head forward to kiss his fiancee again. He planned for another quick kiss, but he was met with a fully passionate one. He went with it and parted his lips enough for her tongue to slip into his waiting mouth. They closed their eyes as she moved slightly on top of him.
Their hands started to explore each others bodies. He slipped a hand under her bra and felt the warm tender flesh of her bosom. She gently caressed his chest, running her fingers across and through his curly hair. They played with each others nipples. As he kissed her, he would pinch one of her nipples causing her to inhale quickly. As she gasped, she opened her mouth wider, and he took advantage of this by slipping his tongue deeper into her. She met his advancing tongue with hers; their kissing became more inflamed.
She would return the favor and pinch his nipple. In response, he would stop kissing for a moment and feel the pleasure run from his nipple to his cock, but he wouldn't break away from the kiss; this pinch would act like a pause button. Then she pinched really hard, causing him to inhale quickly followed by his kissing her with increased vigor.
They went back and forth, enjoying the foreplay. But after 20 minutes of this, both of them had bulges showing.
Greg moved from her mouth to her neck, sucking and tonguing all of the sweet spots, the ones which made her hold him closer. He swept a hand to her cock, teased it through her panties, and brought his hand back to her bosoms. His lips then progressed farther down to her breasts. He undid her bra, exposing two gorgeous breasts and nipples. He sucked hungrily at each, making sure to bite lovingly to drive her mad with passion. When he started to move away, she put her hands on the back of his head, and guided it back to her nipples. Greg obliged and kept sucking, tonguing, and biting one while pinching, rolling, and massaging the other.
Greg loved doing this for her, but he had another goal in mind, so he shifted down, again. When he reached her belly button, he paused to tongue it. He wasn't sure if she liked it, but he did; he loved the softness of her skin in that area, the small inlet for his tongue, and the close scent of his love. He indulged himself a a minute before reaching her panties-covered cock. He moved again, this time pivoting his body so that his cock moved closer to her mouth as his mouth moved closer to her cock. He worked a finger under the band and slipped the panties down over her cock, letting it free. While he did this, she worked her hands under the band of his briefs and slipped it from over his cock. Both of their cocks sprang out in their new freedom, jumping to hungry mouths.
Greg took the head of Sarah's cock in his mouth as she took his. They sucked on the head, sending vibrations through the others body. This spurred each on to more. Greg moved his hand onto her cock as he moistened the head with his saliva, causing her to moan and to stop sucking on his shaft. He moved his hips to remind her, and she greedily sucked and tongued his cock head.
As this went on, they took more of their lover's cock in. They used their hands to pump while their mouths teased, making both incredibly hard. Side by side, they tenderly (most of the time) stroked their partner. Greg felt he was nearing orgasm, but wanted Sarah to cum with him. His breathing became more difficult as he breathed through his nose so he could maintain suction on her cock. She took a few breaths through her mouth before reengaging with his cock. She sucked and pumped it, moaning with her mouth sealed around it. She knew she was going to cum soon, but fought the urge to have herself be pleased and Greg not be.
They sucked their partner's hard cock, building together, and finally, releasing together. Cum shot into each others mouths. Despite their panting hard, they swallowed the first load. As they took a quick breath of air, a second pulse shot into their mouths. They didn't inhale it, but it did dribble out of their mouths onto the sheets. They went back to sucking, taking in more cum and swallowing most of it.
When the pulsing stopped, they relaxed, rolled back letting a little cum drip from the side of their mouths. They lay there panting for a while. Eventually, Sarah turned her body around, rolled over to be face to face with her fiance, and kissed him.
She tasted herself on him, and he tasted himself on her. To them it symbolized their joining together as husband and wife, whether the law supported them or not. They smiled at each other, not saying word, and soaked in the beauty of what they do for each other.
They still had an hour before meeting the minister, so Greg set his alarm for 30 minutes, and they lay beside each other, held hands, and closed their eyes.
When alarm went off, they woke up, dressed and walked to the chapel two blocks over. They made it to the church with a few minutes to spare.
They walked into the church office and were greeted by a smiling church secretary, "Are you Sarah and Greg?"
"Yes we are," Sarah replied.
"Please, have a seat the Reverend will be with you in a moment."
Sarah and Greg thanked her and sat down on a small cushioned bench, just wide enough for the two of them. While they waited they looked around, observing the various Christian symbols and pictures around the room. Although Greg grew up going to church every Sunday, he hadn't been in a church since the trip to his parents' house. Sarah could count on one hand the number of times she had been to church. They were having second thoughts on being there.
The door opened and a teenage couple left the minister's office. The kindly looking middle-aged man wearing the clerical collar step out of the room; he had a concerned look on his face. He looked at his secretary who nodded at Sarah and Greg and said, "Sarah and Greg are here to see you about getting married at our church."
The minister's expression changed. He turned to greet them, and smiling, extended his hand in welcome. Greg stood and extended his hand, "Reverend Smith, I assume." Reverend Smith shook Greg's hand with a firm handshake.
As the Reverend shook Sarah's hand he said, "Yes, but you two can call me Earl." Sarah and Greg relaxed a little with his kindness.
They entered and Earl sat in a comfortable chair in front of his desk and gestured to a couch for the couple to sit. It was a much more comfortable seat than the bench in the waiting area. They sat and held hands.
Earl started the conversation off, "I understand you two want to get married."
"Very much so," Greg replied. Sarah nodded.
"You are not members of this church," he said in a questioning way.
"No, sir," Sarah replied. "We don't even live around here."
"Any family ties to the area?"
"None I know of," Greg stated.
The minister was puzzled. He sat there mulling over the clues, before proceeding. He thought of another tact. "Why are you at this church." he paused for a moment, realized how he might be coming across, and continued before either could answer. "I am glad you two are planning to be married and I would love for this to work out, but I need to have some idea of the situation." His smile made the two want to trust him.
Greg started trying to be very careful of his words, "We can't get married where we live." The minister leaned forward.
Sensing one interpretation, Sarah interjected, "Neither of us have ever been married before."
"Curiouser and curiouser," mumbled Earl.
"We are not gay, but our marriage would be seen as a gay marriage."
"Oh!" The minister sat back, eyebrows raised. He pointed at Greg then Sarah and back, "Then one of you is ... not as he or she seems."
Greg thought about this with the idea that Sarah is a woman even though her biology disagrees. Sarah saved Greg from more thought, "I was born a female in a male's body."
"Ah!" Earl felt like he had solved a great mystery. "I see. Why not just go to the justice of the peace and get a civil ceremony?"
Greg fielded this one, "My mom had one request, that we get married by a minister. My dad had one request, that we get married in a church."
"Then they will be in attendance?"
"Yes. They have been incredibly supportive of us." When Greg said this, Sarah nodded and tears welled in her eyes. Earl noticed.
Turning to her, he said, "I'm guessing that your parents will not be there." Sarah shook her head as a tear came down her cheek. Earl grabbed a box of tissues, leaned forward, and handed the box to her, "That's okay. They don't need to be." He leaned back again and looking at the both of them, said, "Tell me about yourselves."
Greg and Sarah talked about their jobs, their living together, their love for each other. After about twenty minutes, Earl interjected, "My gosh, to hear you to talk about each other reminds me of when I was getting married to my wife." He sat silently for a moment for a nostalgic flashback. He then stood, presented his hand for shaking.
As Greg and Sarah stood, Earl said, "You two make a lovely couple, and I invite you to have your ceremony here." Greg and Sarah beamed. "However," Earl paused for dramatic effect, "before I marry you, I will need to meet with you four times to discuss the idea of marriage. I am going to give both of you a book which I expect you to read; there will be homework." The couple looked confused. Realizing that Greg and Sarah might think this was because of Sarah's biology, Earl added, "This is pre-marital counseling which is required in this church to be married. You two need to decide if you are willing to come up here for this." Greg and Sarah needed no time to decide, and they nodded eagerly. "Good," Earl continued., "because frankly, if you weren't willing to sacrifice your time on four weekends, then I would not see much hope for a long or happy marriage."
As they left the office, Earl turned to his secretary, "Schedule them for the four counseling visits and the time for the service." Turning to Sarah and Greg, he parted with, "It was a pleasure to meet you two. I look forward to seeing you at the next meeting."
Earl disappeared into his office as his secretary brought up the calendar program. The three of them eventually reached times and dates which worked. Sarah and Greg even set the date of the wedding.
When they left the church, they held hands and walked back to the hotel – and occasionally skipped like kids. But in their hearts and heads they were flying.
When back in the room, they laughed giddily. After all that she had been through, after all the worry, after all the tension, they needed the catharsis. They laughed, cried, held each other, and then went around again.
As their emotions calmed, Greg was lying on the bed and holding Sarah's hand as she sat beside him. Sarah leaned over and kissed Greg fully and passionately on the lips. She broke off the kiss and was about to go to the bathroom for freshening up, when she leaned over again and kissed Greg. Their lips and tongues met and explored. After a minute, Sarah sat up and said, "Greg." Tears welled in her eyes. "I love you so incredibly much." Greg beamed. "I can't believe this is really happening!"
Greg nodded, "It's happening, and not soon enough."
And with that, Sarah danced into the bathroom. Greg just lay on the bed, smiling until his face felt sore. He continued to lie there not thinking anything in particular other than he loved that woman in the bathroom. She made him happier than he thought was possible or he deserved.
After about a half hour, Sarah emerged from the bathroom looking, according to Greg, as beautiful as ever. Greg then went into the bathroom, while Sarah sat on the bed staring off into space, thinking about the man she loved and wondered how it happened.
Fifteen minutes later, he emerged, according to Sarah, as handsome as ever. They were both hungry, so they dressed and left to find a place to eat.
There was a small cafe just down the street from the hotel where they ate. The company was great as always, and the food was delicious, although I am sure they would have noticed if it weren't. They talked about the wedding and started the preliminary guest list. On the walk back to the hotel, they talked about where they should honeymoon. Greg wanted to go to the mountains for a week and Sarah wanted to go to the beach. (Any married man probably knows where they would be going.)
The weather was gorgeous as they walked arm-in-arm slowly back to the room, circling the blocks a few times. After a ninety minute stroll, they arrived back at their room, opened the door, walked in, and collapsed on the bed. Sarah tried to sate her incredible need to be close to Greg with snuggling, but this didn't satisfy her. They lay there quietly for a moment when Sarah sat up quickly and said, "I have an idea about what I want to do right now."
Greg looked up at her and replied, "Oh, what, honey?"
Sarah looked him straight in the eye, and with a very serious tone of voice, said, "I want to fuck you in a way I have never fucked you before."
Greg laughed, "I'm game. How do you want me?"
"I want you clean!" she blurted out, "but me first!" And with that said, she darted into the bathroom. Greg laughed and sat up. He heard her rummaging through her bathroom case. When it got quiet, he walked over to the bathroom and opened the door to see if he could help with anything.
He found her with her ass in the air, her face on the floor, and an anguished look on her face. She saw that Greg had come in. "You might want to step out for a moment."
Greg realized that she was about to evacuate, so he step out. He heard her get up and sit on the toilet. He then heard a sudden rush of water as the enema cleaned out her inside. A few minutes later, he asked if he could help. She called back, "Sure, if you want."
She had filled the enema bag already and was getting ready to fill herself up. "Could you help me with this?" as she handed him the bag and tube.
Greg took the bag and tube. Sarah lay with her ass in the air and her face on a clean towel on the floor. He then held the bag low enough, and carefully inserted the tube into her beautiful ass. He then lifted the bag, letting the fluid flow in. As the water flowed, Greg ran his spare hand over her ass cheeks. He swelled a little thinking about what he hoped they would do after they were clean. When the bag emptied, she lay there, feeling mildly uncomfortable at first, but soon felt the pressure build.
"Thanks, dear, now please, leave." Greg left, lay on the bed, and fantasized about her ass. Soon he heard the toilet flush and the shower start. He entered the bathroom again to see if she needed any help.
"Actually, there is a spot I need help reaching."
Greg went over to the shower and drew back the curtain. She then pointed to her lips. Greg smiled, "You can't reach that spot?"
"Not as well as your lips can." And on cue, Greg leaned in and kissed her. Sarah grabbed him and almost pulled him over, but he kept his balance and managed to step into the shower without tripping or stepping on her toes. He still had his clothes on, and she was naked, but neither minded. They made out for a while ignoring the water streaming down on them. Then she backed off and with a mock petulance said, "I've had enough of you. I'll call you when I need you." She smiled and stuck her tongue out.
"Don't stick that tongue out unless you are planning to use it." He wagged his finger as he spoke and then winked.
"Later, baby," Sarah said in a very sultry voice. Greg felt blood rush into his cock.