Let's Get Married Vegas Style

There is a saying my grandfather used to say before he died, “It’s all fun and games until someone gets poked in the eye.”

Holly and I would laugh because we thought it was hilarious in our youth. But as I've grown older, I've begun to understand it beyond the literal sense.

Ray knew that I was creeping with Derrick. He didn’t know right away but he figured it out. Well, it wasn’t hard when he found us fucking at the beach apartment. I knew I felt someone watching. It was _him. _He stated he didn’t say anything because he was having a little fun of his own with Gracie on the side. Did it sting when I heard him confess it? Yes. It did. But how could I get mad when I was already doing my dirt with his son and his brother? It was tragic, yet hilarious.

As the days went by, Ray and I got used to being with just each other. I had made enough mistakes which luckily didn’t result in pregnancy by other men. The whole month of December we went at it pretty hard, well, harder than usual.

We were consumed with trying to make this child we both wanted. This made it very difficult at work with Donovan who still wanted me. He’d ask almost weekly if I was pregnant. Unfortunately, it didn’t happen soon enough for him.

I was convinced he needed someone other than me to focus on. He was convinced that he didn’t need anyone except me. As we sat eating one day in mid-January, he commented, “I like what we have, I don’t want anyone else.”

I shook my head, “That’s insane. You need someone for you.”

He agreed but still was content with our previous arrangement. But I felt his heart was too entwined in the interaction. “How can I keep fucking you knowing that you’re in love with me.”

He was quiet for a moment then spoke, “I thought women liked that. Love.”

“You can’t love me. It can’t be that between us. Maybe we shouldn’t—”

“No, don’t. I promise that I’ll do my best to curve these feelings.”

“How?”

“Maybe you could consider taking some time off.”

My face scrunched, “You want me to quit?”

“Come on Ashanti, it’s not like you need this money and it would help not seeing you every day.”

I gulped. He stood, “Just think about it. You’ll be pregnant soon and you’re not going to want to make that drive every day.”

I watched as he headed out of the office. I sighed as I sat at my desk. I didn’t need to work but I wanted to do something. I stood to my feet and pondered Donovan’s words. He needed time to get me out of his system. I nodded; I could step aside. There were other opportunities for me.

************

February had come. It was a good time for me. I was settling down into my new role of doing volunteer work. I was teaching piano at Jessica’s high school. I got to meet her new boyfriend. He was a sweetheart and they were so cute together.

My cousin and Jeremy were dating pretty heavily. She told me that she loved how good he was in bed. That was something she didn’t have to tell me. I already knew. She commented that he was better than my father and I nearly threw up in my mouth.

I guess all that drinking had my poor papa going limp early and leaving her hanging. She was willing to put up with it because he was the baby’s father. But once he disappeared as I informed her he would, she learned that there were men out there who didn’t mind being protectors and providers and stroking the kitty to perfection. It’s nice when you can obtain all three in a relationship minus the bull shit.

It was Friday evening when I got home from shopping. I decided that after I put my purchases away that I'd get changed and go sit by the pool. That’s where I saw Jessica and her boyfriend Abel in the water kissing. And if I didn’t know any better, I would have sworn he was fingering her little pearl under the water because she had one serious O face going.

He hurried and stepped back, “Ms. Blair, how are you,” he said with a big smile as if I didn’t know he was playing with my little niece's kitty in the water.

I grinned, “Um, Ms. Henriquez.” My eyebrow lifted.

She looked at me as if she wanted to die. Honestly, I wasn’t going to give her shit. She was eighteen years old. I smiled at her. She looked relieved. They left the pool. I watched as the toweled off and then he gave her a little peck on the cheek before saying goodbye.

I waved to him as he headed into the house with her. Moments later, she returned and sat next to me on my lounge chair, “Abel and I want to have sex,” she blurted out.

I chuckled, “Are you sure?”

“Yes. Very. We want to be careful. I want to get on the pill.”

“Have you talked to your mother?”

“Ashanti," she whined.

“I’m serious. I think that conversation would be a great way for you two to bond and get back on some kind of cordial playing field.”

“I have no intentions of talking to that woman about having sex. I want to talk about it with someone who enjoys it and can tell me how it’s supposed to be.”

My eyes squinted.

“Oh come on. I hear you and my uncle Ray.”

I laughed.

“That’s the kind of sex I want.”

“Well, uncle Ray is an experienced man, and um, Abel—”

“He can learn, right? We’ve been watching videos. Plus, he’s had sex a few times before with his ex-girlfriend.” I took a deep breath. “Come on, I’m eighteen and so is he. We’ll both be in college in the fall and living on campus. We want to do this.”

I nodded. I knew if she was that adamant that that meant, she was going to do it one way or another and I wanted her to be responsible. I was happy she was using her head. “Okay fine. We can go on Monday but you still have to give the pill time to work in your system. You can’t go all willy nilly letting Abel release his semen inside of you.”

“So condoms?”

“Of course.”

“Thanks, Ashanti,” she said as she hugged me and ran off happily. I took a deep breath and stared out at the sparkling water of the pool. I pulled out a book and read until I fell asleep.

******

After relaxing by the pool, I headed to the shower. As I washed my body, I felt the fullness of my breasts and chuckled. They had never felt that heavy before. I stepped out after turning off the water. Ray was getting undressed, “How was your day,” he asked before he kissed my mouth.

He had been working late and getting home just before bedtime. I smiled, “It was great.”

He surveyed my body and smiled. He noticed it too. He felt them, “Are you?”

I shrugged, “I think so. I made an appointment next week.”

He kissed my mouth, “I bet you are.” He was beaming with joy. Before I knew it, my ass was on the counter and his cock was buried in my center. Wild, raw, passionate fucking. As he stroked the moments away, he paused briefly, “Let’s fly to Vegas for a few days.”

I touched his face, “To Vegas?”

He panted and moaned, “Yes baby, to Vegas. We can bring our friends.”

I smiled, “Are you asking me—”

“Yes. Marry me, ugghhhh, fuck, ahhhh,” he groaned as he emptied into me. Our lips touched, “So?” he asked.

I nodded, “Yes. I’ll marry you.”

“You like being taken care of and I love taking care of you.”

I wrapped my arms around his neck. We hugged for a moment and then he took a shower.

*****

It was three-and-one-half carrots in the shape of a teardrop which sat up nice and high. I couldn’t stop looking at it as it sat on my left finger. We were on the airplane headed to Vegas with Jess, Donovan, Gracie, and Damian.

It would be a weekend getaway and a chance to celebrate the birthday that Ray didn’t get to celebrate back in October. We planned to have a grand time.

When we arrived at the incredible home rental which was seven bedrooms with five bathrooms, I was blown away by the décor and by how immaculate the place was. Cream-colored tiled floors with a multi-colored mosaic patterned rug in the center of the living room. A beige leather sofa with a different colored throw pillow to match the patterns in the rug.

Jess hurried to the sofa and took a seat, “It’s so comfortable.”

Gracie headed to the double glass doors which opened to a patio that lead to a covered jacuzzi. The door opened and she stepped outside. Ray looked at me, “In a few hours, we’ll be married.”

“Yes, we will.” I kissed his mouth.

Donovan sat next to Jess on the sofa and Damian stepped into the kitchen and surveyed, “We’re stocked up on alcohol. I’ll make us some drinks.”

I watched as Ray walked out the doors. His hand touched the small of Gracie’s back. She turned to him and smiled playfully. There was something still between them but he was about to be my husband. I sat between Jess and Donovan. They each placed a hand on my thigh. I laughed, “It’s not time for that yet.”

“It’s Vegas and we have nothing but time this weekend,” Donovan replied.

Damian came in with a tray of alcoholic drinks and passed them out to everyone except for me. He handed me a virgin drink. Ray and Gracie joined us in the living room and grabbed a drink as well. Ray reached for my hand. I stood next to him, “A toast to my soon-to-be beautiful wife and mother of my child.”

They lifted their glasses and then sipped. His hand touched my face and we kissed. They cheered for us and clapped, “Congratulations.”

“I’ve never seen my friend happier,” said Jess.

He was pleased by that statement, “shall we?” he asked.

Damian nodded, “We can. We have a little time.” As soon as he said that, he pulled me from Ray, “I’ve missed you gyal.”

I laughed. It had been a long time since I felt his monstrous cock in my pussy. He didn’t waste time undressing me and then himself. He pushed the pillows onto the floor and sat with me in his lap. There it was. My pussy was stuffed to the max. He looked at peace, happy to have my tight lips around his thick shaft. Donovan sat on the back of the sofa with his cock pointed at my mouth and like a good girl I took the liberty of tasting him.

They had what they wanted _and _Ray had what he wanted as he lay on the chaise lounge with Gracie on his dick and Jess on his face. This would be our new normal. This was our agreement. Of course, he said I could still fuck his son but only with him present. I was okay with that. I was okay with our life.

Donovan pulled out of my mouth and kissed my mouth. I turned to Damian. His huge hands cupped my breasts and then squeezed. I watched his mouth cover my nipples one after the other. He sucked so sweetly. His hands glided down my back and gripped my ass. I knew he was gearing up to stand and moments later he did.

Donovan joined us. I felt him push into my hole. My arms draped around their necks. It felt so good. Caramel, coffee, and cream blended. I looked over and saw my man, cream, honey, and mocha. It was beautiful.

I knew Donovan wanted my center but there was no way I was letting Damian push his way into my ass. He had to wait until Damian dropped his load. As soon as he grunted, Donovan pulled out of my ass and sat on the sofa. I joined him by lowering down on his love stick and rode him nice and slow until I gasped.

He lifted slightly and placed me on my back. As his stroked speed increased, I felt my center pulsating. All the while, I heard the melodic sounds of the other women enjoying my future husband. “Oh fuck,” I moaned as the peak of the orgasm sent a shockwave throughout my body.

He grunted and spilled into me as he kissed down my neck and suckled my nipples. I wondered if the time away from him was successful in helping him see past his desire for me as his woman. But the way he kissed me and caressed me provided me with the answer.

His breaths slowed. He pulled from my wet center. I shook off the feeling. It was time for all of us to get ready for the wedding.

*****

White dresses, a small chapel, close friends. It was done. Husband and wife for life. He kissed my mouth, “I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

After the nuptials, we headed to the strip and partied to our heart’s content. We took pictures, danced in the street, and sang loudly to music as we walked from casino to casino. At the of the night, we were back at the house on the patio.

I was in the jacuzzi sitting in Ray’s lap with his cock inside of me. Damian got in with us, “Come on Ray, you’ll have plenty of time to enjoy your beautiful wife,” he pulled my hand. I lifted off Ray and sat on his cock.

He sipped from a flute as he watched. Donovan was busy fucking Jess from behind as she licked Gracie’s pussy. I watched as Ray eased over and tapped Donovan out. He took over. Jess looked back and smiled.

Donovan stood. His hands grabbed a section of my hair as he slipped past my lips and thrust. He thrust at a nice cadence. I saw his eyes roll back and soon my mouth was filled with his jizz. “Ahhhhh,” he moaned as the last drops melted onto my tongue.

He pulled out and sat in the warm water watching as I continued to pleasure Damian. I went faster on his cock. He grabbed my hips and lifted me slightly so he could thrust upward. He erupted with a loud grunt. And it was done.

*******

By May, Ray and I found out we were having a little boy. Our baby was due in September. As I stood in front of the mirror admiring the baby bump that was forming Ray held my belly and pushed his way into my center. We watched ourselves through the mirror. The door opened. Derrick had been visiting for a few days and we had enjoyed each other.

He stood watching for a moment. Ray pulled out and stepped around to my front. Derrick moved to my side. They took turns kissing my mouth while touching my gem below and fingering me until my body quaked.

Ray pushed his way back into my center and Derrick pushed his way in behind me. There we were, grunting, panting, and moaning the minutes away until it ended with a fit of ecstasy.

The next Derrick left. He would return in a few weeks for Jessica’s graduation.

******

After Jessica went away to college, it was just Ray and I. my belly was getting fuller and each day I anticipated meeting my baby. We had settled into a nice rhythm. Fridays with Jess had resumed and so did our Saturday group sex with Damian, Gracie, and Donovan.

As for Jeremy. He and I never fucked again. He fell in love with Holly. She loved him how he deserved to be loved and I couldn’t give him that. I was happy for them.

On September 28, 2022, we had our bouncing baby boy with cream-colored skin and soft brown eyes. Ray was so proud as he held Cameron Raymond Foss in his arms.

I was too still too young for them to do a tubal ligation. So I opted to go back on the shot. Ray asked me to give him one more child and I gave him that as promised. Besides, he still had Leah which I convinced him to talk to Derrick about.

It was a hard conversation. It left Derrick feeling angry and confused. But in the end, he had always seen Leah as his sister. They were close as children. It took a couple of months for Derrick to forgive Ray. I don’t think he’s fully over it but at least they are cordial.