text: "Do you, Cynthia de Witt, take William Connor to be your husband. To have and to hold, to love and to cherish, in sickness and health, through the good times and the bad, from now until eternity?"
  
  "I do," Cynthia answered, looking up into Bill's eyes, tears glinting in her blue depths.
  
  Sophia fixed her golden eyes on Bill and spoke the vows.
  
  "I do," he answered.
  
  Then Bill turned to Hikaru on his right, a large smile on her olive face, joy shining in her almond-shaped eyes. "I do," she beamed when Sophia finished.
  
  "Do you, William Connors, take Ingokaze Hikaru to be your wife. To have and to hold, to love and to cherish, in sickness and health, through the good times and the bad, until death do you part?"
  
  "I do."
  
  Hikaru reached out across Bill's body and grasped Cynthia's free hand. "I feel like I've always known you, Cynthia."
  
  A shy smile played on her lips. "I never thought I would marry a woman."
  
  "Not just one woman," giggled Rochelle.
  
  "Quiet, or you'll get a spanking," Cynthia snapped, then her cheeks crimsoned and she looked surprised that she sounded so dominating.
  
  "Yes, Mistress," Rochelle blushed, looking down, though her green eyes had that naughty twinkle in them.
  
  Cynthia gave Bill an amused smile, shaking her head. He grinned back, remembering the dream where Cynthia had dominated Rochelle.
  
  Sophia repeated the marriage vows over and over. Cynthia married Hikaru. Rochelle married Hikaru. Cynthia married Juanita. Juanita married Hikaru. And Cynthia married Rochelle.
  
  "Well, stud, I think you did it," Juanita purred.
  
  "Four women all for yourself," Cynthia giggled. "We're going to make your life very interesting."
  
  "I wouldn't have it any other way," Bill grinned. "I love you all."
  
  "So, who gets to have Bill first?" Juanita asked. "Because I could use some loving right now."
  
  "Master's a stud," Rochelle giggled. "He'll make sure we all get some loving. Starting with me."
  
  "Why you?" Juanita demanded.
  
  "Ladies, ladies," Bill protested, putting an arm around Rochelle and Juanita. "Why don't we just get comfortable on this mattress and see where things go. It's our wedding night, after all."
  
  Cynthia giggled, and put her arm around Hikaru. "Let's go join our spouses."
  
  Hikaru turned her head and planted a kiss on Cynthia's lips. Bill's cock couldn't get harder as he watched Cynthia and Hikaru make out, ivory and olive bodies pressing together. "Remember how we met?" Bill whispered in his slave's ear. "Why don't we repeat that?"
  
  Rochelle giggled. "Yes, Master."
  
  She sank to her knees, sucking his cock into her warm mouth as Bill watched Cynthia get lost in Hikaru's kiss. Cynthia hands slid up Hikaru's side, then back down and she reached around and squeezed her ass. This was so much nicer than watching Daevia dominated her.
  
  "Share his cock," Juanita murmured, falling to her knees next to Rochelle.
  
  "Sure."
  
  Two tongues licked at his cock, lapping and swirling around his head. He ran his fingers through Rochelle's strawberry-blonde curls and Juanita's honey-brown locks. Cynthia broke her kiss, pushing Hikaru down onto a pew. She flashed Bill a look that spoke volumes, then she smiled, and buried her face between Hikaru's thighs.
  
  "Oh, yes," Hikaru gasped. "That's it. Lick my naughty pussy."
  
  "So hot," groaned Bill. "Does she taste good?"
  
  "Of course, she does," Cynthia answered. She took another lick. Hikaru shuddered. "So tart."
  
  "Yeah, she definitely loves my pussy," Hikaru moaned. "She's working her tongue deep inside me. Oh, yeah. Keep doing that. I love you, Cynthia."
  
  Rochelle licked down his shaft, her tongue sucking at his balls and Juanita's delightful mouth engulfed his tip, swirling her tongue around it. Pleasure surged through Bill. "Such wonderful wives I married," he groaned. "I'm gonna blow my load if you keep sucking that hard."
  
  Juanita sucked harder.
  
  "Please cum in her mouth, Master! I want to kiss her and taste your creamy spunk."
  
  Rochelle sucked one of his balls into her lips, adding another pleasure to the mix. His balls were boiling, and his slave-wife mouth was stirring them to a frothy boil. "Oh, yeah!" he grunted, his body tensing. "Here it comes, Juanita!"
  
  His muscles tensed and then that wonderful release exploded out of his cock into Juanita's hungry lips.
  
  A second jet erupted. A gasp ripped out of his lips.
  
  Juanita pulled away, her mouth full of cum, then she grabbed Rochelle and kissed her, snowballing Bill's cum into her wife's lips.
  
  "Wow, that is hot," moaned Hikaru. "Save a taste for me."
  
  Juanita broke the kiss, smiling, and moved over to the bench and gave Hikaru a big, cummy kiss. Juanita's hand grasped Hikaru's breast, massaging her large, heavy mounds. Bill's cock grew hard, and Rochelle giggled and sucked it into her mouth. Hikaru shuddered on the pew, Juanita's mouth glued to hers, muffling his Japanese wife's passionate moans. Her legs spasmed, her breasts heaved, and then she fell back.
  
  "Mmm, yum," Cynthia purred, standing up. She smiled at Bill, and his eyes drank in her nubile body as she sauntered over, Hikaru's musk dripping down her chin.
  
  His cock grew to its full hardness by the time his blonde wife reached him and threw her arms around his neck. Her lips rose, and he tasted Hikaru's tart flavor as Cynthia's tongue explored his mouth. He slipped a hand down, squeezing her firm ass and pulling her against him. Her thighs spread and her drenched pussy rubbed on his leg.
  
  "I see you satisfied our wife," Bill chuckled when she broke the kiss.
  
  "And you satisfied our other wives."
  
  "I don't know. Rochelle's sucking like she's desperate for more cum."
  
  Cynthia smacked the side of Rochelle's head. "Slave-wife, I need that cock. Stop sucking."
  
  Rochelle, smiling excitedly, pulled away. "Yes, Mistress."
  
  "You can sit on his face," Cynthia smiled, stroking her strawberry-blonde hair. "Since you got him ready for me, slave-wife."
  
  "Thank you, Mistress."
  
  "I have no idea why I keep saying that," Cynthia grinned at Bill. "But it feels so right to treat her that way."
  
  "Master dreamed you," Rochelle giggled. "The pervert probably wants to watch me getting dominated by a woman and thought of you."
  
  Cynthia looked at him, raising her eyebrow.
  
  "Guilty."
  
  A grin split Cynthia's lips. "Well, it is fun."
  
  "Definitely," Rochelle purred.
  
  Cynthia took his hand and led him to the mattress, his cock hard and bobbing as he walked. They sank down, kissing, and she pushed him onto his back, then straddled his waist. She grasped his cock, rising up, and then slowly sank down on his shaft, her beautiful face twisted with passion.
  
  "Oh, Bill," she purred. "I used to fantasize about riding you like this."
  
  "Really?" Bill blinked in surprise.
  
  "Yes." She blushed. "I used to masturbate all the time thinking about you."
  
  "I'm surprised you know about cowgirl style."
  
  She laughed, rising up and adding a little twist to her hips before sliding back down. "Bill, just because I was a virgin didn't mean I was completely clueless."
  
  He slid his hand up and grasped her apple-sized breast, pinching a pink nipple. "Well, I'm glad it's paying off now."
  
  She giggled. "I love you, Bill."
  
  Bill was about to chime his love when Rochelle straddled his face and lowered her shaved pussy to his eager lips. Her spicy musk tickled his nose, and then her wonderful cunt, her labia pierced by a gold ring, reached his lips and he dug in, happy to taste his sex slave again. He wanted her to feel his love as Cynthia was demonstrating hers.
  
  "Oh, Master! Thank you, thank you. I'm so not worthy of your love."
  
  "Nonsense," Cynthia moaned. "Love is a gift, not something to be bought."
  
  "That's beautiful," Rochelle purred. "And so are your tits. So cute and small. Can I suck them?"
  
  "What do you think?" Cynthia laughed and Rochelle filled the air with her loud, hungry sucks.
  
  Bill could almost see his redheaded slut leaning over, sucking and playing with Cynthia's nipple, worshiping her pink nub, and giving Cynthia so much pleasure. Cynthia's pussy tightened about his cock as Rochelle nursed.
  
  "Oh, yes! That's it! Suck my nipple, slave!" Cynthia moaned. "Oh, yes! I can't believe it! This is so wonderful!"
  
  Her pussy was a hot, wonderful tunnel rising up and down on his shaft, building a heat at the tip of his cock. He moaned and groaned into Rochelle's pussy, digging his tongue deep inside her, her piercing rubbing against his lips. He reached around and grabbed her ass, kneading her flesh and sliding her cunt around his mouth.
  
  "I'm gonna cum!" Cynthia gasped. "Oh, yes! You both are loving me! I love it! I love you both!"
  
  She bounced faster, the pitch of her voice rising. Her pussy clenched about his cock, a loud shriek erupted from her lips. She impaled herself fully on his cock, massaging his dick with her bliss. He groaned, his balls boiling.
  
  "Mmm, that was nice," she purred then rose up so slow, almost teasing.
  
  Bill groaned into Rochelle's cunt as his cock erupted into her pussy.
  
  "Oh, wow!" Cynthia gasped. "Mmm, give me that love, Bill."
  
  "Did Master just cream your pie?"
  
  "Uh-huh," she sighed. "I love that feeling."
  
  "Can I eat you out? I want Master's cum so bad."
  
  "I have to insist that we put that dirty mouth of yours to good use."
  
  Bill groaned as Cynthia climbed off his cock. Rochelle crawled across his body, spreading Cynthia's thighs. Her pussy, covered by lovely, blonde fur, was drenched in juices and white cum. Rochelle took a deep whiff, sighed in appreciation, and dived in, lapping excitedly.
  
  Bill glanced at Juanita and Hikaru, his other two wives locked in a passionate sixty-nine. He took turns watching his wives, enjoying the enthusiasm that Rochelle brought to cleaning Cynthia's pussy, the delightful moans Cynthia made as Rochelle devoured her sex, and then the sight of brown and olive skin pressed together, face buried in the other's sex, tongue's lapping.
  
  His cock grew hard again. Bill knew that his stamina came from his gift, though he didn't know why. Maybe I just knew I was going to need it to love such passionate women. He wanted to stick his cock in one of his wives' delightful holes. And the nearest one was Rochelle's.
  
  He smacked her ass hard, delighting in that stinging slap and the way her pale cheeks reddened. She moaned excitedly into Cynthia's pussy. His blonde wife looked up and smiled at him, nodding her head, urging him on.
  
  Bill spanked Rochelle a second time.
  
  "Are you gonna fuck the little slave?" Cynthia asked, her lips rolling around the word fuck.
  
  "I am," he grinned at his wife. "I'm gonna fuck her naughty ass."
  
  Cynthia's eyes widened in delight. "I bet you love to fuck a woman's ass."
  
  "I do."
  
  "I bet you want to fuck my ass one day.'
  
  "You'd let me?"
  
  "Well... I have been fucked up the ass before. And... I kinda liked it."
  
  "I liked it, too," Rochelle piped in.
  
  Spank! "Keep licking her pussy. Your wife hasn't cum yet!"
  
  "And your husband can fuck your ass whether you want it or not!"
  
  "Yes, Mistress."
  
  Spank! "I said to lick her!" Bill roared.
  
  She buried her face back between Cynthia's thighs. "Got to keep a firm hold on such a naughty slut."
  
  "I'm seeing that," purred Cynthia.
  
  He spread Rochelle's asscheeks, nodding, and speared her. His sex slave groaned into Cynthia's pussy as he fucked her hard. He knew she loved it rough, so he gave it to her hard, hurting her. Her ass was tight and rough on his cock.
  
  "Fuck her!" Juanita cheered, kneeling down beside him, her face sticky. She smacked Rochelle's ass. "She's such a bad slut. You should have seen her crying."
  
  Hikaru knelt on the other side, leaning over to give Bill a deep kiss, tangy with Juanita's passion. "You better leave some cock for me," she warned. "I need to be loved, too."
  
  "You'll get all the cock you want," Bill promised.
  
  He leaned over and captured one of her thick nipples between his lips, pumping harder and harder at Rochelle's ass.
  
  "Eat me, slut!" Cynthia gasped.
  
  "So loud," Juanita giggled. "Want to do something else with your mouth?"
  
  "Like what?"
  
  "Eat my ass out!"
  
  "Climb on," Cynthia giggled.
  
  Juanita straddled her face, leaning back as she lowered her asshole to Cynthia's mouth. It was so nasty watching his innocent, blonde wife getting defiled by his wild, Latina wife's ass. Cynthia's pink tongue shoved out, swiping through her crack, rimming Juanita's asshole.
  
  His balls tightened.
  
  "Keep licking that ass!" Bill grunted. "So fucking hot!"
  
  "So nasty," giggled Hikaru.
  
  "Gonna cum!"
  
  Rochelle moaned excitedly.
  
  Her ass bored down hard on his cock, giving him a tight squeeze, bringing his orgasm closer and closer. He slammed into his slave's asshole, and erupted into her bowels. He shuddered and grunted as shot after shot of cum flooded her ass.
  
  Spank! "Outstanding ass," he grunted. "I love you, Rochelle."
  
  "I love you, Master."
  
  Smack! "She hasn't cum yet!"
  
  "Sorry!" she squeaked, and kept on licking.
  
  He stretched out on the bed, Hikaru pressing on his side, her lips finding his and giving him a gentle kiss. His hands found those delightfully large tits, the largest of his four wives, and squeezed them, thumbing her hard nipples. Her hand found his cock, stroking it slowly, stirring some life into him.
  
  She broke the kiss, kissing down to his ear, and whispered, "I want your cock so bad, husband. Let's consummate our union."
  
  "Keep stroking me and we will."
  
  She smiled, stroking a little faster. His cock began to rise, engorging. "You have a great touch."
  
  "I've been told that in the past."
  
  He kissed her on the lips, rolling on top of her. He enjoyed the feel of her pillowy breasts against his chest and the two hard points of her nipples. His hands explored her as his lips kissed her face and neck. His cock grew harder and harder, eager to penetrate his Japanese wife.
  
  "Make love to me," she moaned. "I need it."
  
  He rose, his cock sliding down her thigh and reaching her pussy. Her lips were soft silk, wet and hot, and he groaned as they engulfed his tip. He drove inch by inch into her depths, savoring the pleasure shuddering through him.
  
  "That's it," she moaned. "That's what I've been needing."
  
  "You are so beautiful," Bill whispered. "I love you, Hikaru."
  
  Her hips rose, matching his slow strokes. He stared into her dark eyes, her soft hands reaching up to stroke her face. Their lovemaking was accompanied by the moans of Cynthia and Juanita as their orgasms spilled through them.
  
  As Juanita came, her mind reached out and touched all of theirs, and for one, singular, beautiful moment, Bill and all his wives were joined by their mutual orgasms. Pleasures spilled between them, building and feeding on each other. All five of them felt the warm depth of their love and passion for each other.
  
  And then it passed and they lay panting on the mattress.
  
  "Fuck, that was awesome!" Rochelle gasped. "Shit!"
  
  Cynthia was there on Hikaru's right, pressing against them, a smile on her face. "I love you all so much! I'm so glad I could share that moment with all of you."
  
  Juanita stretched out on their left. "Wow! We are going to have a lot of fun in the future."
  
  Bill's cock was still hard, his passion burning hot, and he kept pumping away in Hikaru's sloppy depths.
  
  Rochelle pressed against Juanita's back, wrapping her arm around Juanita's waist. "Give it to her good, Master."
  
  "He is!" moaned Hikaru.
  
  Juanita closed her eyes. "This was such a magical night," she murmured sleepily.
  
  Rochelle kissed her cheek, then snuggled tighter and fell asleep.
  
  "Make her cum," Cynthia whispered in his ear. "Give our wife that wonderful pleasure."
  
  "Yes, please," Hikaru giggled, then gasped as he picked up the pace. "Oh, yes. You're stirring my cauldron up, Bill."
  
  "Good," he grinned, then kissed her lips.
  
  Her pussy was drawing another cum out of his balls. Her hips rose to meet him, twisting and sliding, rubbing her pussy in amazing ways around his plunging cock. His balls, slapping against her taint, tightened, ready to share his love with his final wife.
  
  Cynthia's hand stroked his back, his skin tingling.
  
  "Give it to her, Bill."
  
  He listened to his wife, and came in Hikaru's pussy.
  
  It was a perfect moment, her slanted eyes squeezed shut, her mouth wide, a strangled gasp escaping. She shuddered beneath him, her thighs squeezing around his hips, then she went limp, a smile on her face.
  
  Bill rolled off her, Cynthia on his left, Hikaru on his right. They both rested their heads on his chest their lips meeting in a beautiful kiss. Hikaru's eyes closed, and her breathing grew shallow. Cynthia slid up a bit, and kissed him on the lips.
  
  "This was worth going through Hell for," she whispered, her hand stroking his side.
  
  "I bet you never thought this is what your wedding night would be like."
  
  She grinned. "Nope."
  
  "Neither did I."
  
  Her hand lazily traced around his stomach and then she stopped. "Is this where..."
  
  "Yeah."
  
  Her fingers traced the scar, the only evidence remaining that she stabbed him. It was hard to believe that it had been just this morning that Daevia had forced her stab him.
  
  "I'm sorry," she whispered, tears glinting in her eyes. "I'm sorry for saying you molested me, and I'm..." Her voice broke, her body shook.
  
  Bill remembered the knife stabbing into his side.
  
  "There's nothing to forgive," Bill answered, wiping away a tear. "That wasn't you. I love you, Cynthia."