This afternoon we were hosting our first Island Wedding. We had two venues, one indoors, and one out. This would be an outdoor wedding. They had 6 people in their bridal party and 40 guests. In the style of medieval weddings, we had a bed set up for after the vows where the couple could be watched consummating their marriage.
The couple, having the wedding filmed, also planned to have their wedding party on lounge chairs, having sex while they fucked on the bed. We ran into a problem when they arrived, we tested everyone for STD and the six tested positive. To add to the problem, one of the members of the party, Kyle, was someone I dated and lived with during my university life, but he ditched me for someone else.
Explaining the situation, we let the couple know we would allow them for the wedding, but they would be escorted off the island following the wedding and not allowed to wander the town. I let the six know the situation, and how we were handling it for the wedding.
Before the wedding, I returned a phone call to someone who needed me to talk about Kyle. The caller stated, "I have been Kyle's benefactor for the past year. He had called and told Dennis, an eighteen-year-old who stayed with him at the Penthouse I provided Kyle, about his STDs. Dennis called me and I just got back from an emergency clinic where I found he had infected me as well. I have a team of packers boxing his and Dennis's clothing now. I am keeping all the gifts I gave him, and Dennis will be on the next trip to the Island, the locks are being changed so let him know he is not welcome back." The caller hung up after his statement.
His friend arrived and I had him tested. Infected. I took the boxes and had them stored, Dennis was put in isolation in the clinic. The doctor told me he had medicine which would clear it in five days.
Dennis was hot, about 5'9", 140 lbs., with blond hair, and blue eyes, his body looked well-defined. I felt sorry for him, but then Kyle had hurt me so I could understand the hurt. Being bi-sexual, I was turned on by this young man. And now to be put out of the home he was living in, yikes.
The wedding happened that afternoon. We had a minister on staff for weddings, we were planning on this as a regular service of Island Life, adult, sexually explicit marriages.
When the minister pronounced them man and wife, he invited everyone to join in the celebration as they consummated their marriage. The bridal party got on the lounge chairs behind the head of the bed, the ladies on their knees, doggy style, and the guys behind, sliding their dicks into the ladies as the bride and groom climbed onto the bed and began to kiss long foreplay, French kissing.
The groom climbed under her gown, slid off her tongue, and began to kiss her mount. She pulled back the gown, leaning up, watching him lick her cunt, making slight whimpering sounds. He sucked on her folds, taking them in his mouth, sucking them with his teeth pulling them back. His finger dived into her cunt, then he pulled it out, sucking her juices off his finger.
They sat at the end of the bed as the bride unzipped his pants and slid them down along with the red jockey shorts, he was wearing. She took his cock into her mouth, kissing and sucking. Grabbing his tie, she pulled his head down to her mouth and resumed French kissing.
He pulled the top of her gown down, exposing her breasts as they both stood at the end of the bed, he now alternated each of her breasts, sucking her nipples. The others fucking at the head of the bed were pretty much ignored as the guests crowded around the elevated platform to watch the couple.
Moving her onto the bed, he angled her, so her knees were up. Flipping up her gown, his pants off, his cock slid into her well-juiced cunt, siding back and forth inside as he fucked her. Pulling out, he slides three fingers into her cunt, finger fucking her as she groaned and squirted, juice shooting out of her as he pushed his cock back inside.
Grasping her breasts, she played with them while he picked up the tempo of fucking. Everyone is visible to the guests as they watch. Some of the guys could be sporting tented pants.
He moved her onto her back, lifted her legs onto his shoulder, and continued to pound into her cunt. She begged him to go faster and harder, having another orgasm as he shot his cum into her, then she pulled him out, showing to those around the bed that she was cum filled, and the marriage consummated.
They left to change in the wedding locker room, everyone was invited to enjoy the buffet and the clubs later that evening.
Five of the bridal party were taken to the locker room to change and escorted to a waiting boat to go back to the mainland. I had them take Kyle to the clinic where he was placed in isolation with his friend Dennis, giving the first dose of the treatment.
The wedding was a success, the film was posted on our subscription-based website which generated lots of calls and bookings. I postponed the orgy for the weekend, we had another cruise ship that asked to dock on Saturday, their owners wanting to check out the island. The demand of our first week has me looking at expanding the clubs and extending the docks out so we could handle four cruise ships at a time. I also had to deal with the situation of my ex-lover Kyle.
When the five days of treatment had concluded and the doctor confirmed they were clean, I had one of our hosts bring them up to my office.
"What a situation Kyle," I said as they both sat down in chairs across from my desk. You got yourself kicked out of your benefactor's penthouse and prospects might be tough. The tough part is you have Dennis drawn into your drama."
"I had no idea I had STDs." He responded.
"Well, you did. I wish things would have been different for us. To think, half of this would have been yours but you decided to leave me for someone who you are not even with."
"We could always try again," he said, hope in his eyes.
"I don't think so. I might one day fuck you again, but the plans of a lifetime together, that passed. I do want to help you out, however. I will employ you and Dennis. We pay well, provide discounted housing, and the opportunity for you to have sex is all around during your off hours. I know you are a good photographer, and we happen to need additional help there as our wedding venue is expanding. You interested?"
"Well, my options seem to be limited at the moment. Are you sure you don't want to date me again?" He asked.
"Yeah, I'm sure."
