Christy and I had Le Black Cod, a Caramelized black cod in Malabar pepper sauce for the entre. Caleb had Le Saint-Pierre, a John Dory fish fillet, and Jessie had Les Spaghettis, Spaghetti in lobster bisque topped with roasted Maine lobster and caviar.
Finally, for dessert, we all shared a Le Papillon Chocolat Azelia and a Le Souffle. Each of us took a bite of each.
After dinner, we went to see a Cirque du Soleil show that had us all on the edge of our seats, and finally, we returned to our suite just before midnight.
There was no flinging of clothes as we entered the room this time. Our ladies instructed us to sit on the couch and wait for them. They went into a bedroom and closed the door. Caleb and I sat and talked about the day, sports, and just some other small talk while we waited. It seemed like an hour had passed before some smooth sexy jazz started playing, and the ladies slowly strolled out.
I had to pick my jaw up off the floor. Jessie and Christy were wearing matching ruby red lace babydolls, red thigh-high stockings topped with garters, and red pump heels. The lace was very sheer, with some floral designs woven in. No Victory Secrets model had anything on them.
They danced around to the jazz for a few minutes in front of us with each other. Then the song “Dance for You” came on. Jessie started sexily dancing in front of Caleb and Christy in front of me. They leaned over and ran their hands over our legs and thighs while their hips swayed to the music. Then they rubbed our legs and removed our shoes and socks.
The song ended, the ladies stood as the next song, Earned It, came on. They embraced each other, kissed passionately, and traded places. Now Jessie was dancing in front of me, and Christy was dancing for Caleb. The girls straddled our legs and slowly ground themselves onto our hard cocks as they removed our jackets and shirts.
That song ended, the ladies stood again as the next song, Valerie, came on. They embraced, kissed, and traded places once again. Christy was now in my lap, facing away while grinding her luscious ass onto my hard cock. She had her hand behind my head, running her fingers through my hair as she kissed my cheek and ear. A quick glance showed Caleb getting the same treatment.
Christy whispered in my ear, “Daddy, you and Caleb are never going to forget this night.”
She then blew warm air in my ear and sucked my earlobe into her mouth. Warmth ran through my entire body. Christy stood and turned around; she unbuckled my belt and removed my pants but left my boxers on. She straddled my lap, facing me, and again ground herself on my stiff cock. This time I could feel the heat and moisture coming from her pussy.
The song ended, and the ladies again traded places with a kiss as “Pillow Talk” came on. Jessie dropped to her knees and rubbed my legs and crotch a few times as she moved with the music. She then grabbed my boxers and started pulling them down; I lifted up to assist her. I looked over and saw Caleb and I were now naked as the ladies continued dancing. Our stiff pricks both stood at full attention to our ladies.
Jessie grabbed my cock and stroked it a few times before dropping her head down and licking the pre-cum off the end. She then stood and did a sexy turn while removing the panties and throwing them in my face. I grabbed the panties and brought them to my face, and inhaled deeply.
Jessie and Christy stood up on the couch and gyrated their pussies in our faces. After a moment of that, Jessie grabbed my head and pulled it into her sex. She ground herself on my mouth and tongue for a moment before the song ended. The girls, in unison, slid down our bodies before impaling themselves on our cocks.
After achieving four quick orgasms, soft, slow music playing in the background, Jessie took me to our bedroom, and Christy took Caleb to theirs. We all made slow passionate love to our fiancés well into the night.
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We got up in time for Sunday brunch and then took to the strip. The girls wanted to visit a bridal shop, but we boys weren’t invited, so the Uber dropped us at the Sahara while the girls went dress shopping.
The girls came back five hours later to pick us up. They said they had found the perfect dresses that were being made to fit them perfectly. The dresses would be shipped to a shop near our home in Texas. The girls would have a final fitting, and any alterations would be taken care of there.
After another night of fine dining, a show, and toe-curling sex, we woke on Monday morning, packed, and headed to the airport. We were standing in the airport’s concourse when I saw a sign for the Chapel of Flowers.
“Hey, this place looks like a nice place for a wedding,” I commented to the group. “Why don’t we just get married while we’re here?”
I got three horrified looks like I had just suggested killing a baby seal.
“Daddy, don’t be a boob! Jessie and I have dreamed of our wedding day, and nowhere in that dream did we see The Chapel of Flowers.”
“Yeah, baby,” Jessie continued, “We want our friends and family to witness our special day, and….”
“And, what?” I asked after Jessie hesitated.
“Daddy, we kinda want a… naturist wedding.”
“Yeah, like at the nude beach or some other private outdoor venue,” Jessie added.
“Didn’t you just buy dresses; why would you buy dresses for a nude wedding?”
“Daddy, I love you, but sometimes you can be clueless.”
Caleb had backed away to stay out of the line of fire but finally chimed in. “The nude beach isn’t a good location for a wedding, but if you want, we can have the wedding at the ranch.”
“Don’t we have to be members first?” I asked.
“No, I’m a lifetime member, and my family will insist on hosting the wedding at the ranch anyway. I know you haven’t been there yet, but it’s really beautiful there.”
“But what about guests that may not want to be naked? I know my family won’t want to be naked. That’s if they attend at all,” Asked Jessie.
“It won’t be a problem. The ranch makes exceptions for special events.”
Christy and Jessie seemed to mull it over while whispering back and forth. Christy finally looked over at Caleb and asked, “Why don’t we plan to go visit them next weekend? I’m sure Cory and Jade will want to go too.”
“I’ll give my mom a call before we get on the plane and make sure they’re available. But that sounds like a good idea. You guys can check out the ranch and look for the spot you want to be married.”
I wasn’t worried about Caleb’s family; what I was concerned about was Jessie’s family. David and Connie had always been pleasant with me and had known me for nineteen years. However, we weren’t exactly friends. I was just the father of their daughter’s best friend and now the much older man wanting to marry their daughter.
I mainly was worried they would think I had trained or coerced their daughter. Nothing could have been further from the truth, but that would have been my first thought.
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Talking to Jessie’s parents went a lot better than I had expected. Connie seemed to already know what was going on, even though David was more pensive.
“My God, David, have you been living under a rock. Jessie has been crushing on Jeff since she hit puberty. I was surprised it wasn’t her that broke up Jeff and Amy’s marriage. I figured she would jump you before the ink on your divorce papers had dried.”
“No, mom, I waited a year till he was ready. I probably would have tried sooner if it hadn’t been for COVID, but I really love Jeff, and I know he loves me,” Jessie answered.
“Yes, I do love you, Jess. And Connie, David, I promise you, I’ll take care of Jessie and make sure she has the life she deserves.”
Connie was apprehensive about Jessie’s wedding plans but said they would attend dressed, and David promised to give Jessie away.
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