The Most Important Day
A good friend of mine recently asked me to be his best man, and after the wedding was over, I couldn't help but marvel at the whole thing. And so, though he will most likely never read it, I'm dedicating this to my best friend Ryan and his new wife, with best of luck to them both in their new life together! (Maybe now He'll loosen up a little!) :-)
The Most Important Day
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"Oh, God. I can't handle this!" I whispered to myself. I was sweating bullets underneath my classic black Tux. clothing was so hot, I don't know how humans were able to wear them every day!
"Hey" David Whispered, "It's all good dude! You'll do Fine,"
We were both crammed in the little room up behind the pulpit. "Look, you got the hard part already done! You asked her, she said yes, now you just gotta make it official," Dave continued. "Everyone out there knows you both. They're here because they think you two are perfect for each other."
Dave was my first human friend. Actually, he was the one who first introduced me to the girl I had come to love more than life itself.
"You're right. It'll turn out fine." I repeated to myself.
I could hear the organ music change. The familiar strains of Pachbels "Cannon in D" came wafting in under the door. Perhaps it was the nerves, but I had to chuckle a bit. We had spent so much time trying to pick music and in the end we settled on a song referred to as 'The Wedding Song'.
"It's time to go," Dave nudged me toward the door.
With some Trepidation, I grasped the doorknob and turned it, stepping out into the sanctuary. The first thing that hit me was the colors. there was white and pink and gold everywhere. The church was so different than it had been just a few days ago with it's deep, rich, oak pews and dim stained glass windows. The carpet, normally made of that shade of brown that won't show mud, was covered in a fancy white runner, and ornate pink ribbon bows decorated the sides of the pews.
As breath taking as it all was, I couldn't help but think about my black Tuxedo in stark contrast, standing out like a Horse fly on a fresh table cloth. I was never much for dressing up. In fact, It wasn't uncommon for foxes like me to go without any cloths at all! but of course that wouldn't do for a groom! (or so everyone tells me)
I never walked so carefully in my life as I did for those ten feet or so from the door to the center of the isle. Scanning the crowd, I saw that My Grandparents were there, my Aunt Jenny, and a pew full of cousins, nieces and nephews. everyone was looking right at me. smiling like they were waiting for me to perform or something. I glanced over at my dad, who winked at me and gave me a thumbs up. Then over at Mrs. Lange, my fiancee's mother. who smiled warmly back at me. Although I could already see tears in the corners of her eyes.
Most Humans didn't really like us anthros, but their whole family had opened up to me so easily. It was like I had been family from the beginning. Now all those humans to my right, all those familiar faces were there just for me and Kaity, my wife-to-be. Suddenly my reverie was interrupted by a change in the music and clunk at the far end of the hall as the the doors opened.
There was Sarah and Michelle the brides maids. Behind them was the Maid of honor, Jessica. I half remembered the reputation of bride's maids' dresses, but at that moment, I thought they looked gorgeous. After them came Mr. Lange, father of the bride and to his right, My bride, Katelyn.
I had been mentally preparing myself for that moment for a while now, but I was utterly unprepared for the vision that met my eyes. She was beautiful. The Dress was light, simple and clean, and it fit her to a tee. her dark brown hair was mostly hidden under a thin lace veil.
I found myself wishing I could see her face better. the veil hid her eyes just enough that I couldn't really tell what she was looking at. I couldn't tell what she was feeling, was she as nervous as me?
I longed to see those deep brown eyes. my whole body Ached for her smile, for that reassuring touch that had come to be the only thing keeping me tied to my sanity.
I never realized how long it can take for someone to walk only a few dozen feet. it felt like hours! then, finally, they came to a stop right beside me. facing straight towards the pastor.
"Who Gives this Woman?" Boomed the pastor in his 'important events' voice.
"Her mother and I" responded Mr. Lange. then he lifted kate's veil and gave her a kiss on the forehead before taking her right hand and placing it in mine.
For the first time that day, I looked into her eyes. I drank in the love and pure joy that she was always so happy to give. The nervousness may not have gone away, but I could feel the slight tremble of her palm in mine, and I knew I would have to be strong today. I would be the one to step up. After all, in a few minutes, she would indeed be mine, body as well as soul. I gave her a small smile in return, and as one we turned to face the pastor.
The Pastor had a wonderful little speech and he read through all the vows, just as we had practiced in the rehearsal, but I don't really remember much of it. My mind wouldn't stay. All it wanted to think about was the beautiful woman beside me. Then I was brought back into focus by the pastor saying my name.
"Do you, Christopher Cornelius Anthony take this Woman to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, through sickness and health, for as long as you both shall live?"
"I do." I stuttered.
Then he turned to Katelyn and repeated,
"Do you, Katelyn Elizabeth Lange take this man to be your lawfully wedded Husband, to have and to hold, through sickness and health, for as long as you both shall live?"
"I do." she replied.
I turned around to see Dave with the ring in his out-stretched hand. I picked it up carefully, holding it like it would break if I wasn't careful. then, at the prompting of the Pastor, I took her hand in my paw. "Katelyn Lange, With this ring I, thee wed," Sliding the ring onto her slender finger.
Katy then repeated the process, struggling just slightly to get the ring over my finger-pads and fur.
"It gives me great pleasure to announce you, man and wife. Chris, you may kiss the bride,"
Although we had practiced a sophisticated peck on the lips, an electrifying excitement had been slowly replacing my nervousness. Now I felt like I might burst with it! I grabbed her around the waist and pulled her into a strong, passionate, kiss that I believe surprised me as much as it did her! I felt her slender arms wrap around my shoulders, pulling yet closer together. Thankfully the sound of applause was enough to break us from the trance and I was able to get myself back under control.
To Be honest, I don't really remember much after that. We walked back down the isle, and then shook so many hands that my arm felt like it was about to fall off! After that was the reception, Dave made a speech that, while he may not remember it tomorrow, I'm sure no one else will ever forget. Kate's dad got one last dance with his daughter, Then More hand shaking and Lots of smiling. Pictures, soo many pictures! and Kisses! Everybody wanted a picture of the "lovely couple" kissing. Well, that last part I didn't mind so much. Then outside! The October wind danced around Kate's dress and played with her hair. Everybody was standing on either side of the walk down to a waiting car.
Hand in hand we made a break for it! Rice raining down like hard little snowflakes. Well, except for the ones that my little cousin Jay was throwing. His were like a thousand little fastballs bouncing off my head! Kate and I ducked as much as we could and didn't stop running until we reached the car.
With a glance over her shoulder, She Tossed the Bouquet into the small crowd and I Held the door as she scuttled inside.
"Wow!" Katy sighed as I slammed the door.
"I'll second that!" I sighed,
"I didn't know smiling could hurt so much!" I muttered, Massaging my cheek muscles.
"You've had that stupid little grin on your face all day long!" Katy giggled, "It's a good look for you,"
"Hey! Watch it," I complained. Although I still couldn't wipe away the smile.
Before long, we arrived at our hotel and, she practically dragged me out of the car and straight up to our room.
"Guess what, hun?" she asked, as soon as the door was closed, her voice turning low and sultry, "We're married. You Know what that means right?" she insinuated, wrapping her arms around my neck. I returned the gesture, hugging her waist up tight against me, and whispering. " We can get a tax break if we joint file?"
"Nerd!" She giggled, "Come here," she took a step back, bulling me down on top of her, on the bed. "Chris, you'd better kiss me right now, or I'm going to be a very angr-umff"
I pressed my lips to hers, snuffing out any trace of annoyance, whether it was real or not. Almost immediately, I felt her posture change and she leaned into the kiss, melting into me as our lip-lock intensified. Cautiously at first, my tongue ventured out, gliding along the smooth polished surface of her teeth, she responded in kind. Swirling her tongue around my sharp k9 incisors.
Damn, it felt good! Somehow it was different than the other times we had kissed. It was stronger, more passionate, like neither one of us was holding anything back anymore. Which I suppose is true. After all, we hadn't gotten too carried away while we were dating. I mean we made out a few times, but we never really got much past second base. Mostly, I suppose, because of our parents drilling abstinence into our heads our whole lives. I have to admit they sill have a strong influence with some things.
This, on the other hand, was completely different. There was fire behind this kiss! I mean real fire, like the kind my crazy, pyro of an uncle would make when we went camping. It was almost too much to stand, but at the same time, I still wanted more. No, not just more, I wanted ALL of it!
We broke the kiss, panting heavily. Not just from the kiss itself, but the adrenalin coursing through us. I was completely unprepared for this! She motioned for me to sit up, I quickly shed my coat, tie, shirt and was nearly done with my pants when Kate caught my eye, she had slipped out of her gown and was now standing before me in nothing but a thin pair of panties. I paused, completely taken aback. Her clean, smooth skin played with the dim light shining from the bedside lamp, soaking it up so that you couldn't tell where the light ended and the shadowed parts began.
I stared, slack-jawed as she climbed into bed and laid down on her side, letting her hand trace the profile of her slight hourglass frame.
"Well, are you going to join me?" my bride admonished.
I stumbled out of my slacks, doing my best not to let my claws rip the smooth, thin material. Then I climbed up onto the bed beside her.
she moved my hands to the band of her panties, threading my claws under the delicate, lacy waist band.
"I want you to take me, right here and now. Show me how a wolf makes love." she panted.
After a statement like that I had no choice but to comply, not that I needed any extra coaxing. I swallowed the butterflies back down into my stomach and gently slid down her panties, flinging them to the side absently, while my eyes drank in the sight before me.
bared to me completely, trusting me totally with every inch of her body, and not just any body, but one that was now as much mine as it was hers. I allowed my paws to wander back up her legs, caressing the insides of her thighs, then sliding lightly up her stomach, stopping just shy of her chest. Then retraced my steps, ever so lightly tracing the soft back sides of my fingers down and curving along the insides of her thighs. She twitched, bucking up just slightly, her beautiful lips begging for some attention. I carefully rubbed one finger along her slit, eliciting a soft moan.
I hesitantly moved my head just a bit closer, taking a deep breath and cautiously laying one lick along the length of her slit from back to front. Catching her nub with only the tip of my tongue. Enjoying the sight of her body writhing in pleasure. And listening to another, more pronounced, moan. The taste was.. unique, but not altogether unpleasant. I licked again, slower this time, and pressing a little harder, almost but not quite enough to slip inside.
She was growing very wet, between my tongue and her own juices. Enough that I was able to moisten my middle finger and slowly press it in, just a bit, while continuing to keep her occupied with my tongue. Then working it up and down, in time with my licks, working in a little farther each time. Suddenly I felt her hands wrap around the back of my head, and pull at my ears lightly, in a way she knew always drove me wild! I got a bit more bold, pressing in with my tongue and picking up the pace, but she stopped me with a gentle pull on my chin.
There were tears in her eyes as I looked up at her. "Honey" she gasped, "don't make me come yet.. together, okay?"
The smile on her face seemed kind of tense, like she was really trying to calm herself down. She must have been closer than I realized! I let her pull my hands back up her body, leaving cool moist trails along the skin of her belly.
I lightly cupped the underside of her smallish, but utterly perfect breasts in my hands and lowered myself onto her, calling forth groans and giggles from both of us as I slid my soft fuzzy body up hers until we were almost eye to eye. Suddenly, something came to my attention. I still had my underwear on, much to Katy's amusement. I had them off in record time though, and settled into my former position atop my beautiful wife.
Having already had what was easily the hardest erection of my life for some time. I couldn't help but revel in the feeling of my member between our bodies, pressed into my fur by her warm skin. It was fantastic! our lips met once more, and I was consumed by my senses. I rubbed my thumbs over her breasts, making sure to catch the nipples as I did so. My Reward was watching her close her eyes and feeling her fingers dig into my back just slightly while she was sliding her hands down around my ass. I locked lips with her again, lifting my hips just enough to free my length and press it up against her entrance.
"Hold on, take it a bit slow the first time, okay?" my wife requested. "You're big!"
I couldn't tell if I was being complemented or teased. The smile on her face certainly did nothing to clear it up. but I promised to be careful before going any further.
She shifted her weight and I felt a hand wrap around my shaft. Then her face went blank and she closed her eyes. "Okay," she whispered. Giving me permission to begin.
I started as carefully as I could. Pressing just slightly against her entrance. My Erection actually hurt from the anticipation, and I could only guess at what she was feeling. Suddenly, without warning, I felt a small pop and her body went rigid as my tip was suddenly allowed entrance.
She was so warm and soft, but at the same time, Incredibly tight! It took all my will power just to keep from forcing my way in. I had to wait for her to relax before moving again. Little by little the pressure on my cock lessened and asked her, "honey, are you okay?" to which she only nodded. "Please, keep going."
The Sensations only grew as I pressed inside, the rippling, gentle pull of her walls around me demanded more, and her moans, transitioned from whimpers of pain to groans of pleasure and
"Ohh, Yes, that's so good!" whispered through clenched teeth. As I hilted inside her, grinding up against her pelvis. "More!.. Please!" she demanded. Her fingers raking through the fur of my back as I pulled out, and Gasping for breath as I thrusted in again, more forceful each time.
I plunged into her again and again. Lavishing in the sight of her perfect breasts bouncing up and down freely from the force of my thrusts, the blush of of her cheeks and the goosebumps flaring up on her arms. I moved one hand from her waist up to my lover's tantalizing mantle. gripping , massaging, and just soaking in the sensation.
I could already feel the pressure building in my abdomen. Like a tsunami speeding towards a lifeboat, I was powerless to stop it. The sudden flash of clarity that thought gave me was just enough time to warn Katy "I'm getting close," I groaned.
"Don't Stop!" she begged, "Don't Pull Out... Please"
I was teetering on the edge and the sound of her voice, raspy and dripping with her need was just enough to send me over the edge. I gave in and drove my self into her with a renewed enthusiasm, shuddering as my first rope of cum graced her inner walls. For an immeasurable amount of time I was frozen, Locked in place as every muscle, every fiber of my being stretched taught with orgasmic fire.
Then just as I was fading, and the stars started to appear in my eyes, I felt her tense around my oh so sensitive member. Her fingernails Dug in to my back and she lifted herself completely off the bed, clinging to me with incredible strength! Her slick walls clamped down on me, rippling and pulsing, catching me before I came down from my high completely and driving me back up into a second orgasm! Albeit a significantly one than the first. Caught by surprise, my arms gave way and I collapsed onto the bead, trapping my mid orgasmic wife under me.
I listened as wife suddenly gasped for air, taking a few deep breaths as her body descended into a post-orgasmic glow and both of us calmed to a slower, more relaxed pant.
"Holy Fuck!" Katy managed to say after a few more seconds.
"I'll second that." I agreed. Rolling off her and pulling her into a cuddle.
We lay there in silence for a while, neither one of us wanting to spoil the moment. However, the feel of her warmth and the sweet smell of sweat on her shoulders and neck was slowly working on me, and I could feel the beginnings of another erection coming on.
"So, one more?" I whispered in her ear,
"you read my mind!" She Flashed me an evil smile, twisting around and pinning me to the bed.
Then she bent down and whispered in my ear, "but this time, I'm in charge."