Under the Stars and Stripes (Under Him)

There was a bit of a disagreement on who should officiate. Ada’s anarchist mother objected to a Justice of the Peace nearly as vigorously as I opposed a Catholic priest. Amy suggested her High Priestess, but that only succeeded in bringing the two camps together in their opposition. There was only one solution: a sea captain. The only real risk there was him going off-script.

Our vow exchange was touching and brought tears to everyone’s eyes, including my own. When we were pronounced man and wife, I couldn’t have been any happier.

“Well, someone looks adorable,” Amy gushed, finding us at the reception.

“Why, thank you,” Ada and I said in unison.

“I was talking about Amy Rosa,” Amy clarified.

“We know,” Ada and I chorused, nearly of one mind already.

Either that or we had just known each other, and Amy, so long that it didn’t really take telepathy to figure out her meanings.

“Speaking of which, would you like me to take her and Matt? I’m guessing you lovebirds are keen to get going on your honeymoon.”

Properly equipping Amy with all she would need for Amy Rosa and Matt, including several bottles worth of pre-pumped milk, we left both children in her capable hands.

“I’ll miss you, Mommy,” Matt said, as she bent down to kiss him. Then he looked up at me and added, “And Daddy.”

As my lips touched his hair, I felt like the luckiest man in the world. We both told him that we loved him too and would see him again soon. And then we headed for my waiting car.

“To the airstrip, Lyssa.”

“Yes, sir!”

“Airstrip?” Ada asked.

“Private jet,” I grinned.

Despite the powerful urge to get started early, Ada and I both resisted joining the mile-high club and kept our wits about us until we landed with a gentle bump on my vineyard on Nantucket.

“I-It’s beautiful,” Ada marveled.

“It can be our vacation home. We’ll bring the kids next time, of course.”

“Oh, of course,” Ada agreed.

Sweeping her up into my arms, I carried my new wife to the door and through the threshold. The little house, for the first time, felt like a home. It wasn’t far to the bedroom. The whole place was only one floor, so I decided to carry my bride the entire way. I laid her out on the bed.

The dress wasn’t the simplest design ever devised, but we figured it out quick enough. Ada laid before me in all her glory, two beautiful caesarean scars along her perfect belly.

Starting at her feet, I worked my way up along her legs, planting warm, wet kisses on every inch of skin I came across. Ada stayed perfectly still as I did so, knowing full well where I was headed.

I made sure the first lick was gentle, drawing it out as long as possible. Ada let out an equally long moan as I did so.

Unable to control myself, I dug in a lot faster than I usually did, though Ada didn’t seem to mind. She was writhing and stroking my hair with even more enthusiasm than usual. I somehow fit four fingers inside her and started to work her precious pussy as I took to licking her clit in hard spirals.

Within minutes, she was coming hard, bucking and screaming wildly, no longer afraid of being overheard.

Ordinarily, I would have let her suck me before going in, but I was so desperate to get inside I couldn’t wait a moment longer. Lifting Ada’s legs so her ankles were resting on my shoulders, I took down my pants and slid my cock deep inside her. My sweet bride moaned deep as I started to gently pump her.

It was some of the longest sex we had ever had. Both of us held out, not wanting the moment to end. It was the first time we were going to fuck as a married couple and we really wanted it to count.

I could feel her cum, the soft tremble in her body, her pussy getting even tighter around me. I held back, waiting for her to finish. I wanted her to go first. When she had come down, I carefully eased out of her, replacing my cock with my fingers and fed her my load, the thick white cum landing right in her eager, open mouth.

When she had swallowed it all like a good girl, I put my cock back in her mouth and let her suck me clean. Sweet Ada went a bit above and beyond, continuing on until I had delivered a second load. Ada took it all.

“Doggy?” I asked.

“Please!”

Turning her over so she was on all fours, I let her get into the position that she liked and slipped inside. I got a little more than halfway in before I started to pump, working my massive cock into her sweet pussy until we both came again and again, filling Ada with my cum every time.