Crina

Wedding Night

My parents bought a small mansion by the sea. With it came an even smaller cabin. I knew that they found my choice different, but through it all they supported me. It was dusk, and I could hear the sound of the gentle waves crashing against the shore. Even that could not still my anticipation. Tonight, I would get to have both of my husbands.

We walked into the cabin, all nervous laughter, and went our separate ways. My hands lingering on each man's chest as they pulled away to undress. I laughed again, my nervousness coming over me. It was one thing to say you wanted both men, it was an entirely different thing to know how that was going to play out.

The red rays of the setting sun filtered into the cabin as I heard the unbuttoning and unfastening of men's clothing. I moved my hands back and unclasped a single button. My golden dress spilled onto the floor, revealing the lily-white lingerie handcrafted by one of my husbands. I looked down. To think I managed to walk around all day knowing that underneath my wedding gown was this true masterpiece. I took a deep breath, the butterflies growing wilder inside my belly, as I stepped towards the bed.

"So," I started. My hands were shaking. I spied Louis turning around. He was wearing his underclothes. Pants too tight as he pulled off his undershirt. He walked up to me with a grin.

"So." He repeated, his hands on my hips, his thumbs caressing at the lace of my lingerie.

"Wedding night." I felt the words hitch out of my mouth. I wanted to spread myself wide and take him now. That's when I heard the gentle footsteps of Roy behind me. His hands were on my waist, touching the places Louis wasn't. His lips were on my neck. They were like hungry butterflies with their touch. And I was the nectar. "What do you think?" I gestured at my lingerie, not knowing who to touch, who to kiss back.

Roy turned me around to face him. He was completely naked. He looked into my eyes and brought my lips to his. I could hardly believe I taught this man how to kiss. His tongue found its way into my mouth. I let him in as I felt my toes curl. I wanted to jump up onto him, wrap my legs around him and force him to finally take me. Years of pinning, devotion, and chastity were over. This man had seen me naked before, this man had felt me from the inside with his fingers and tongue it was time I felt the biggest part of him. That's when I realized Louis was touching me. His hands were sliding deep in front, I could feel the heat rising from his touch. His lips were at my neck, his hot breath was at my ear. "I see this is the real wedding dress."

The butterflies in my belly were scrambling, leaving me feeling breathless. My legs were crumbling beneath me and yet neither marriage had been consummated. "Let's leave it on." Roy's voice rumbled his request between kisses. His hands were on my breasts, feeling them through the lace. Deep inside I could feel Louis touching a spot that left me reeling. I gasped and pulled away from Roy. Both men laughed as Louis removed his hands. Covered in milky desire Roy turned me over to look at Louis.

Louis sucked his fingers as Roy planted kiss after kiss onto my shoulders. "Really?" I was anxious. "At once?" Despite my hesitation, I found myself lifting to my tiptoes, my hips pointing at Louis', begging for a release.

"It's okay," Louis smirked, kissing my lips. His hands traveling to squish my behind. Roy still working on the lace of my bustier.

"We discussed it." Roy was twiddling with my nipples. He knew I liked that. Somehow it felt as if the two men grinned at each other through me. I felt pressure as Louis traveled with his fingers deeper down my behind. I gasped at the unexpected pleasure.

Louis flipped me over to face Roy once again. He was stiff and pressing deep in between my thighs. I glanced at the bed. "He's repressed." Louis taunted Roy with a grin over my shoulder. I could feel the liquid heat burning from Roy and landing on the lace of my panties.