A quick note on the name change from Parts 1 & 2. I made a mistake when I started Part 2 and didn't realise until it was released. I will revert back to Chris for Part 3, as Craig is the name of a character in my story "No More Rules," and they are very different characters.
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Six months had passed since Ashley and Chris had started having sex, and the power of Chris' incredible misshapen manhood had been discovered. For a while Ashley could pretend that she was "training" Chris, and doing him a favour, but soon she had to admit that she was addicted. Chris had learnt everything he needed within a few months, and now had full control of his stamina. He could draw sessions out for as long as he wanted, giving Ashley orgasm after orgasm; or they could fire through an explosive and intense fuck in a matter of minutes. The regular sex had helped Chris get into shape, and he supplemented this with an increased exercise regime that was starting to draw attention. Until now Ashley had managed to keep it quiet that her awkward, yet suddenly very attractive friend, was a sex God.
The first real test of Ashley's resolve came three weeks before the wedding of a mutual friend. Until now the the longest they had abstained from each other was a week, yet now Chris would be away on a business trip, and she couldn't make it out there. They would not see each other again until the day of the wedding, and Ashley didn't know how she would react, or whether Chris' new found confidence would land him in bed with some foreign beauty. Realising she had no choice, Ashley tried to remain calm, and stocked up on batteries for the weeks ahead.
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Chris felt pretty exhausted as he made his way over the grounds of the estate his friends had hired. He preferred when couples refrained from splashing out on their weddings, he always felt awkward if a lot of money had been spent. His new physique had required a new suit, and whilst this was expensive, he felt confidant in his new look, and mentally thanked Ashley for her help.
The wedding venue was made up of several marquees, tents and huts, linked by fairy lights that would light up when it became dark. In the mid afternoon sun it already looked stunning, and expensive. Chris quickly sought a familiar face, and found Lea and Hailee talking and drinking champagne. He crept up and interjected.
"A little fancy right?"
They both stopped talking and Chris quickly found himself in a three-way bear hug. They hadn't seen him in a long time, little did they that know that was all Ashley's doing.
Hailee was the first to break the hug. "I think it's beautiful, but you always knew Emily would throw a ball like this."
"Oh no, it's beautiful, no doubt," Chris explained, "Just a little intimidating."
"I'll agree with you on that, I feel like I have to prove my worth as a friend just to be here," Lea whispered, "Especially as I bailed on the hen night."
For the next few minutes they caught up, but soon Chris noticed Ashley's absence. Normally the three of them would stay together at any function like this.
"Ashley running late?" He asked.
Hailee sighed. "She had us go on ahead, kept stressing about her outfit, then her hair. She hadn't started her make-up before we were out the door."
Lea laughed. "I don't understand, doesn't she get you're not supposed to look your best? In case you upstage the bride, she doesn't want to go all Pippa Middleton on this shit."
Hailee leant in and quietly added "The last couple of weeks she's been pretty short tempered. I was starting to think she had some history with the groom or something."
"You noticed that too!" Lea chipped in, "I thought she was acting strange."
Ashley had managed to stay pretty cool around Chris, at least when they weren't fucking. He briefly thought about whether he had something to do with it, but the conversation quickly turned to something banal.
They still hadn't seen Ashley when just before sunset, the ceremony started. This was held in the open air, with an archway and two columns of seating. Despite the extravagance, Chris felt it was pretty much the same as any wedding. Nice to see his friends come together, heartwarming, all the rest, just in more extravagant surroundings. Ashley felt the same, sat at the back, trying not to draw attention. She now felt embarrassed by her outfit. She knew she had gone over the top. She had been able to play it so cool with Chris, but the time away had nearly driven her mad, and she had gone too far.
There was some mingle time after the wedding and drinks were handed out in the twilight setting, as the fairy lights lit up, it looked stunning. Chris was still talking with Lea and Hailee when he caught a glimpse of Ashley. All three stood slack jawed. Ashley could have been walking in slow motion as she approached, her dress, makeup and hair were immaculate. The outfit was a striking red colour, hugging her gorgeous curves, with a neckline that plunged, teasing her ample cleavage. Her hair was up, revealing her long neck, whilst highlighting her face. The makeup accentuated every facial quality she possessed. She knew her face was Chris' weak spot, one day when she needed leverage, she'd let him cum on it.
"Hi guys, beautiful wasn't it?" Ashley congratulated herself on not jumping Chris there and then.
There was some idle talk, but Chris had no focus. He wished his new suit had more give around his waist as he tried to hold back an erection, he felt like a teenage boy. Ashley wasn't really concentrating either, she could see the look of lust in Chris' eyes, and her pussy was screaming for attention. Noticing that Hailee and Lea's glasses were full, she quickly finished her drink, then asked Chris to accompany her to the bar. Chris had no control, and did as she said.
As they reached the bar, they quickly headed to the back, and escaped through a service entrance to the marquee. Hand in hand they ran, found the wall of an abandoned hut, and passionately began kissing.
Their behaviour hadn't gone unnoticed. Ashley wasn't the type to flaunt her looks, but tonight she looked like a supermodel. Hailee started to believe her theory that she had history with the groom, it was just too strange. Lea was chatting to one of the ushers, so Hailee went to the bar to search for Chris and Ashley. When she couldn't find them, she started to search around, but got lost. "How big is this fucking wedding?" she cursed.
As Hailee came through an opening she heard a noise. Following it, she rounded the corner without making a sound. She saw a flash of red and walked closer through the trees, slowly revealing the intense, lurid scene her friends had quickly created. Ashley was bent over against the maintenance hut, her hands propped against the wall. The beautiful red dress she had painstakingly fussed over, was hiked up over her ass, and as Hailee stepped closer, she saw Chris enthusiastically fucking her from behind. Almost paralysed by confusion, Hailee watched as her two friends worked each other up into a frenzy. Ashley appeared to be lost in an intense orgasm, Chris had removed his jacket, allowing Ashley to bite into it, and stifle her moans. Hailee continued to watch as the fucking continued, just as Ashley's first orgasm finished, she was quickly hurtling through another. Chris came inside her as her second orgasm climaxed, then he held her up to stop her from falling into the wall.
Hailee backed away, unsure what to do. How long had this been going on? Why were they fucking? Wasn't Chris a notorious virgin? She didn't have time to regain her composure, before Chris walked round the corner.
"Oh fuck!" Any one of the three could have said it, but this time it was Chris. "How long have you been here?"
