Consummating the Marriage - Part 3: The Deed

By the time you’ve reached the bedside, Bill and Olivia are connected at their lips once more, his hands roaming across the silk covering her body. You stand next to them, unsure how to proceed for a quick second, before Olivia reaches out and pushes you to your knees.

“There’s a wedding tradition,” she giggles, breaking the kiss long enough to explain, “where the groom has to remove the bride’s garter with his teeth. You might not be my groom, but you do own this marriage. So...”

Understanding her intentions, you settle yourself between her open legs and grab her left leg, lifting it. You run your fingers across the smoothness of her mediterranean skin, moving it high enough so you plant a soft kiss on her ankle.

The young woman coos with glee and Bill smirks down at you, giving you all the encouragement you need to proceed. Moving your lips gently up her shaven leg, you soon reach the back side of her knee, giving Olivia a long lick with your tongue, tickling her. She squirms in Bill’s grip, unable to move away from you.

Continuing your journey upwards, you soon encounter the lacy garment in question, firmly wrapped around her well sculpted inner thigh. You keep kissing around it, teasing the poor woman before doing your best to grab the silky garter with your front teeth.

It takes you a few tries to find a proper hold, your failed attempts gently nipping the exotic skin of her leg, before you settle on a firm bite. From there, your movements are much more awkward, but with Olivia’s help you’re able to free yourself from the confines of her nighty and successfully remove her wedding garter.

“I own this now.” you state after spitting it out, grinning broadly.

“As you should” Olivia gasps, her arousal ever increasing.

Without warning, you dive under her nighty once more, this time forcefully opening her legs to make room for your approaching head. Kissing your way up her leg once more, focusing on the right one this time, you move much further, this time teasing all the way up to the soft contour of her bridal panties before finally stopping.

The white, silky undergarments are soaked with her arousal, so much so that you can smell how wet she is through them. Showcasing your newfound skills, you find a firm bite on your first attempt, grabbing her lingerie with your teeth, and pull.

While you’d hoped to slide her panties down her legs, you instead accidently rip the item in question, creating two large tears that break from it’s waistband all the way to her inner thigh. Following that swift motion, you spit out the soaked fabric and zero in on your query. Her glistening pussy is exposed before your very eyes, shaven clean and begging for your tongue. A man of selfless nature, you waste no time in giving it what it wants.

Your tongue is inside her before neither she nor Bill have time to say anything. You feel the nighty settle around the back of your neck, trapping you as you start feasting on Olivia’s married pussy. She tastes sweet, salty, and exotic all at once. While you’d love to bury your tongue as deep as possible into her honeypot, you know her clit is where she probably wants the bulk of your attention and so you settle into a rhythm of making small circles around her button, the organ large and engorged with her arousal.

Above you, Bill has somehow managed to free her tits without requiring her to remove her nighty and soon the both of you are pleasuring his wife, doing your best to ensure that she slowly builds towards a powerful orgasm. Olivia proves to be as loud as you remember, her deafening shrieks of pleasure growing in pitch in tandem with the **** of her legs squeezing you, both firmly wrapped around your neck.

Before long, her babbles become incomprehensible and her entire body shivers, Olivia exploding in one of the strongest orgasms you’ve ever witnessed. It feels like your head is about to pop due to the **** of her vicegrab yet you persist, making sure your tongue stays in constant contact with her clit, ensuring she cums as powerfully as possible.

Like all good things however, her climax soon ends with one final crescendo and Olivia settles back down, breathing heavily, trapped between you two men. You extract yourself from between her legs, face shining brightly with her juices, while the married woman catches her breath.

Moving synchronously with the two of you, Bill stands and turns to face his wife, hands moving to slide off his unbuttoned shirt before moving southwards to strip fully naked. Olivia, quickly regaining her composure, falls down to her knees next to you and swats her husband’s hands as they reach his belt, replacing them with hers. She kisses his abs as the leather sash comes undone and she pops open his jeans, immediately reaching inside to fish out the largest cock you’ve ever seen.

“Holy shit!” you explain, eyeing the appendage. Bill says nothing while Olivia just giggles once more, jacking her husband’s dick with long, soft strokes. While you’d expected Bill to be packing, based on Olivia’s countless screams of pleasure in the months leading to the wedding, you couldn’t imagine the length of this behemoth. It easily dwarfed yours, his cock swing heavily at seven or eight inches soft, easy.

Still, despite this small hiccup, you’d come prepared.

“I own that cock!” you exclaim before things can progress any further. Olivia, shocked, immediately withdraws her fingers from what used to be Bill’s cock the moment the words leave your lips.

“Sorry John”, she says in a hurry, settling her hands on her husband’s thighs. “I shouldn’t have touched something of yours like that without your consent.”

“It’s fine, you have it” you quickly address, dismissing her concerns. “I’m just not sure if Bill’s comfortable with you touching another man like this on the night we’re consummating this marriage.”

Above the two of you, Bill chuckles deeply, the motion nearly causing his dick to smack Olivia across her face. “Don’t sorry John. If we weren’t okay with this, we’d have stopped it a long time ago.”

“Even so,” you ponder, staring at the swinging dick. You remain silent for a while, pretending to be deep in thought. Arriving at a conclusion you’d planned from the beginning, you jump to your feet and run over to the AFS bag your roommate Ashley had purchased earlier at your request. Hand quickly disappearing inside, you fish out the sex toy from its depths.

A large men’s chastity device.

“Since we’re here to consummate my marriage” you start explaining as you walk back to the couple, “It’s only fair that I use the dick that connected to my body so that I can feel inch of Olivia’s pussy. I’d rather not have any conflicting temptations, even if this dick is much larger.”

Kneeling back down in front of Bill’s groin, you lift the sex toy next to the large cock, noting that due to his size, it’ll be a tight squeeze. “Hmm, I might not fit…” you state anyway, unsure how to proceed.

“Here,” Olivia says, taking the toy from your hand. “Let me.” She stares at what once used to be her husband’s cock with a longing glance, giving it a soft kiss before attempting the arduous task of somehow locking the chastity device around Bill’s monstrous dick.

“I’m going to miss fucking this” she says as her fingers work diligently. “But I suppose it’s only fair, given the amount of times I’ve had it inside me before tonight.” By some miracle, the soft lock clicks shut and Olivia withdraws the key, trapping Bill’s manhood in a steel cage for the foreseeable future.

“But,” she adds, turning towards you following the success of her previous mission, “I look forward to trying your other cock. I couldn’t think of a better way to celebrate my first time having sex as a wife than by having it for the first time on my wedding night!”

Overjoyed by her words, you pull into a soulsearing kiss, Olivia melting into your embrace. You soon break it, both of you panting heavily before you throw the wedded woman onto her marital bed. “You still okay with this Bill?” you ask, turning towards the other man while fumbling with your own belt, rushing to get naked.

The married man just smiles broadly, ushering you forward. “By all means. After all, I did vow to Olivia that I’d find a way to keep her sexually satisfied if I ever found myself unable to do so. And, considering I don’t actually have a penis of my own…”

You smirk, thrilled that your plan fell perfectly into place.

“Splendid!”

With one deep thrust, you find yourself buried balls deep inside Olivia, the woman shrieking loudly as she clings onto you, begging you to make her a proper married woman.

Abandoning all pretenses, you happily oblige, fully committed to helping these newlyweds consummate their loving wedding, Bill standing idly while you take his wife.