I made my way up the steps of the alter, the final notes of "The Gravel Walks" fading as I arrived. I kissed Brigitte on her tiny forehead and turned toward the minister to recite my vows.
The exchanging of the rings was a bit awkward, Logan having his arms full, but we managed and I didn't really care if it was a bit difficult. It was hardly the most difficult thing I had ever done and I was just so happy to be there with the love of my life.
When the minister said to Logan, "you may kiss the bride," you bet he did, and I kissed him right back, deeply and passionately so. There were actual gasps in the sanctuary, the majority of our family members being far more traditional than we were.
I didn’t care, though. I was marrying the love of my life and I wanted the world to know it. I was a happy mother, a happy wife, and a happy best friend, all things I never thought I could be.LoganIt had been a fine affair. The four people I loved most in the world were up there with me, now bound together by law if not blood.
It really did feel like a family. The rift between my living relatives and myself had finally mended and I was so happy that Kora and Brigitte were joining our little clan.
Kristen seemed almost as excited to be an aunt as dad was to be a grandpa. They both doted on little Brigitte, leaving no doubt who we would call when we needed a babysitter.
The ceremony had gone like clockwork, just as we had planned, the guests headed into the main hall for drinks before the reception. I made sure at least some the champagne we ordered was non-alcoholic, since some of my family members, including both Kora and me, had reasons not to drink, whether it was not knowing when to quit, nursing or trying their best to stay on the wagon.
For me, it was just that I wanted to experience tonight without the help of any Vodka Gears or any other inebriation fogging up my mind. I wanted to remember it forever.
Kora had been on her way to the reception hall when I grabbed her hand.
"Come on," I said.
"But, Brigitte -"
"Is with Kristen and my dad," I said, giving her ass a hard squeeze.
At least as hard as I could through her heavily layered wedding dress.
"Oh," she said, getting my meaning, "you can't wait either, huh?"
"Nope."
I scooped her up and carried her to the room I'd had made up, kissing her all the way to the surprisingly large bed. I didn't bother with the hooks and things on the back of her dress. I just lifted the skirt and sort of dove in, Kora not wearing panties on my request.
She had looked at me a bit strangely when I had asked her, but I was pretty sure she understood now that I was burying my face in her sweet pussy. I bet she was glad she had listened to her husband’s first request of our married life together.
I gently covered her mouth to keep her from screaming, the acoustics at the reception hall being close to those in the parlor at home. She did not object and just did her best to lay still as I licked her to orgasm, Kora screaming against my hand.
I slid a finger inside her and kissed her as she came, moving my hand down to the side of her neck. She continued to kiss me as she slowly sat up, undoing my belt as she did so.
She dove on my cock as soon as it was out, sucking and licking with an urgency I hadn't seen in her before. We hadn't had much sex since Brigitte was born and we were both pretty pent up.
It had been nearly two weeks since Kora had sucked me. We just couldn't find the time, what with all the last minute wedding planning and preparations, although she was certainly making up for it now.
I unloaded into her mouth, some of it going straight down her throat before she had time to swallow, but Kora didn't seem to mind. She just kept right on sucking as she swallowed, looking me in the eyes as she did so.
She slid my cock from her mouth, inch by inch, keeping her hand around the shaft. I took her by the shoulders and lay her down, putting her feet up on the edge of the bed.
"No anal, okay? I love it, I really love it, but we still have a reception to go to,” she said. “Lots of sitting."
"Okay," I said, already slipping two fingers inside her pussy to make sure she was ready.
She was definitely ready. Putting her legs up over my arms, I moved slowly forward as Kora guided my cock into her pussy, gasping slightly as it disappeared between her sweet folds.