Kazuhiko, Kazuko, & Jeana 3

It's the day of the wedding for you and Jeana; her dressed up in that elaborate, flowing, frilly white dress, you in a nice tuxedo. She's blushing as her father drops her off, her gorgeous full breasts heaving in a dress that shows off every inch of flesh, so much that it seems at risk of popping out. You reach out for her hand, holding it in yours, and pushing it closer to her body, so the backside of your knuckles rubs against her ass.

An Anagogist priest presides over the entire thing, talking about the holiness of this ceremony, while your focus is entirely on rubbing against Jeana, getting her increasingly flustered as you let your flesh press against her own through the thin fabric of her wedding dress. Her cheeks bloom red, and when the priest finally asks, "Do you, Jeana, take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband?" it takes her several seconds to react.

"Ah! I do!" She says, quickly, forcing the words out in a thick Wesmeri accent.

"And do you, Kazuhiko, take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife?"

"I do," you respond, entirely calm and focused.

"Then you may kiss the bride."

You could already do that, but in any case, you cup Jeana's cheek, drawing her into a kiss against you, pressing your lips against one another, your tongue slipping into her mouth quickly, teasing her palate and the backside of her gums and her own tongue as well. You let your hands run along her backside, gently caressing her in all the right ways, letting her breasts rub against your chest - you know, by her dress, that she's not wearing a bra. She squirms and pants as you make out, her eyelashes fluttering rapidly as she all but drools into your mouth.

When you finally break off, you smile at her, meeting her eyes as she pants and recovers, audibly swallowing.

From there, there's the wedding's reception, which would give you plenty of opportunities to tease the poor thing... or you could simply take her to the reserved room you had prepared, which only Kazuko and you have the key to, to deflower her.

You decide to take Jeana to the reception first - you want to really publicly make it clear in her mind whose woman she is, before things go any further. As lazy Wesmeri jazz rolls over the dance floor, you take her hands in yours and start to dance, pushing her body against your own, caressing and holding her close to you, playing with her hair as you grind her breasts against your body. With such a pliant dance partner, it's easy to quickly draw her up to the edge of ecstasy, leaving her legs quivering as she strains to hold it back, her cheeks red hot as she stares up at you, hesitating before speaking.

"I think I'm-" she starts, but you just kiss her, silencing her from telling you about her incoming orgasm so that you have the thinnest available excuse when she explodes on the dance floor, hips bucking, the warmth of her cheeks feeling infectious as you make out with her, her eyelashes rapidly fluttering as you hold her close. Her expression is lewd as you make out, her eyes rolling around in ecstasy, and a quick glance over the dance floor shows that many people noticed, though they're politely not commenting on it.

When you finally break off the kiss, she softly pants, her hot breath tickling your cheek and neck alike as she drunkenly stares at you. Her legs quiver and she stumbles as you try to restart the dance, so instead, you simply hold her against you, her deliciously large breasts smushed into your chest hard enough that you can just feel the outlines of her perky nipples as you hold her close to you.

You see Kazuko raise her hand, signaling you, and head out, presumably to the reserved room you have prepared. You smile down at Jeana, enjoying her cute features as she strains to hide her embarrassment, eyes darting around as if to see if anybody noticed - and it's quite clear to her that they did. "If you want to have sex," you whisper down to her, "you just need to ask for it. That's what a proper wife does, when she's horny - she asks her husband for his cock, explicitly."

Jeana blushes bright red, audibly swallowing, and tucks her mouth into your collarbone before speaking, her voice a whispered mumble that you can nonetheless make out. "I want sex," she says, in a soft voice.

"Sorry?" You ask, pretending not to have understood, delighting in the expression of quiet desperation that appears on her face in response.

"I want sex," she hisses up at you.

"Ah, I see, don't worry," you tell her, breaking off the close hug, instead taking her hand in yours and walking with her to the prepared room. When she's inside, the door locked, her lewd body, still sexily caged in that wedding dress, placed on her back on the bed, Kazuko emerges from the bathroom, a ring gag resting on her hand. Jeana's eyes go wide when she sees it, and she swallows audibly, her throat deliciously bobbing in anticipation of what's to come.

You take the ring gag from your sister's hand, leaning over Jeana with it. "Don't worry. This is just a fun toy couples use. Let me show you how," you add, your fingers soon lacing it around her mouth, placing the metal in between her teeth, and you snap and secure it into place, forcing her lips to form a perfect circle, a waiting recipient for your cock.

The fact that doing it this way means you get to admire her sexy body in a white wedding dress also makes your cock throb, as you move her so that her head is draped over the edge of the bed, long, billowing blonde hair flowing downward, your cock straining against your pants as you stare down at her enormous tits. "Now that you're my wife," you tell her, brushing her cheek as she looks up at you from that position, "you need to understand that in the bedroom, it's your job to please me. You'll drop to your knees to serve when I get home from work or college, and always be ready to service every whimsy or fantasy I want. That's how marriage works, here in Kurogaya. Do you understand?"

She blankly nods, some of her drool running out of her mouth, rolling up her face. You take out your cock, your length pointing at her face, and gently tease it at her wide-open mouth, her tongue delicately tickling your cockhead as you get ready to fuck and abuse her pretty throat.

You slide your length slowly into her mouth, leaning over her to pull up her wedding dress so it clumps up around her waist. You can see just how wet she is by the way her white lace panties are dyed into a wet grey, and you gently rub at it, enjoying her quivering reaction as you hit her throat, playing with her from both ends like that. She whimpers around your dick a little, blue eyes crossing beneath your length, as you start to fuck her pretty throat. It bulges around your length until at last your balls hit her pretty nose, and her tongue gingerly rubs at the underside of your length.

"That's a good girl, Jeana," you say, one hand still teasing her through the soft fabric of her panties, making her squirm around your dick, her throat undulating in place, the cool touch of the ring gag occasionally teasing your length. Drool rolls out of her mouth in copious amounts as you keep on teasing her, breathing through your nose and drinking in her sharp, sexy reactions, her big boobs shaking and teasing you with the possibility of seeing her nipples.

Kazuko steps in as you hold yourself down in Jeana's throat. She's stripped down to her underwear, black lace to contrast the white of Jeana's wedding dress, and you have to lean up to let her straddle your Wesmeri slut, her fingers tucking into the fabric of the dress where it just barely manages to hide her areolas against all science and reason. She's wearing a smug grin as she peels it down just an inch or two, revealing the soft and plentiful flesh of her tits, which bounce and bob in place as you gently fuck Jeana's throat, letting her get in the occasional breath as she pants and moans around your cock. Then she covers them back up, hiding the nipples again.

"Isn't she so hot?" Kazuko asks, with a big smile. "Look at these absurdly fat tits." She pulls down Jeana's top again, squeezing the titflesh in her hands, making Jeana moan loudly around your cock, her eyes rolling up - or down, as it were.

You smile at Kazuko, leaning forward to kiss her, as if to say, I don't care about those absurdly fat tits; I care about you. Kazuko moans softly into your mouth, her fingers running through your hair, her eyelashes rapidly fluttering, her breath hot against your tongue as you make out, your attention entirely focused on your beloved twin sister. You can feel as Jeana starts to get fucked up and down your cock - and more importantly, you can tell it's Kazuko doing it, not the Wesmeri slut herself. Each bob and quiver of Jeana's mouth on your dick, each soft moan into Kazuko's mouth, is a simple delight of pleasure, and your hands run along your beloved sister's body, feeling up her well-toned abdomen, the body she's spent so much work on, and that belongs only to you.

Fucking another bitch's throat as you make out with Kazuko, the woman you were truly born to be with, is incredibly erotic. The wet sound of your balls slapping against her nose, the fact that she can't or won't do anything but submit, and of course, her irregular, intense orgasms as she gets throatfucked by you, is simply exquisite. When you finally pull back from Kazuko's mouth, your can practically taste Jeana on the air, by how much of her juices have spilled out. She seems to be a sputtering mess, drool pooling on the ground beneath her head as it slithers up her features. She certainly isn't complaining about any of it though. Even when you pat her cheek, she offers no apparent response.

"I'm going to fuck Jeana until she becomes my personal slut," you tell Kazuko, making your sister-lover smile brilliantly, a certain sadistic tinge to her eyes as she drags Jeana up and down your dick by the tits, fingers groping the soft flesh blobs and using them like handlebars. "I'm going to fuck all of her holes for hours on end, and keep going even if she passes out."

Kazuko licks her lips. "She doesn't need to be conscious for you to use her body, anyway," Kazuko informs you, a wicked smile on her face. "She'll basically be your personal onahole - a masturbation aid we can enjoy together." She leans forward to kiss you again, making out with you as she facefucks Jeana with increasing roughness, the glug-glug noises the little Wesmeri slut makes music to your ears.

Jeana could have been an obstacle to your love with Kazuko - but now she's an opportunity, to acquire a delicious little couples' toy that you can enjoy together, your beloved sister serving as the true wife, while your legally wedded bride is simply a cocksleeve and toy to the both of you. Your length throbs in Jeana's mouth as you pump away, hot drool caking her face, occasionally splashing down onto your shoes or the lower reaches of your pants. You groan at all the feelings, your cock threatening to blow, and you finally pull back.

"I don't want to stain your wedding dress," you tell Jeana, "so you need to slurp down all my cum, alright?" Jeana drunkenly nods, but there's real eagerness in it - you honestly haven't been paying attention, but it's still clear she's come a lot from this whole thing, and been so out of it she didn't even seem to notice what Kazuko was saying. Or else she simply doesn't care, which might actually be sexier. You thrust your cockhead back past her lips.

It's then that Kazuko grasps your length in her hands, stroking it up and down as she stares directly into your eyes, a wicked grin on her face as she strokes faster and faster, pumping up and down, ready for you to blow your hot load all over the inside of her mouth. You groan at the feeling, drinking in one final breath, before exploding, splattering the poor Wesmeri slut with your cum. She swallows as quickly and as fast as she can, but you come quite a lot, some of your semen spilling out and running upwards up her face, staining it beautifully as you pull out.

It's then that her hands finally come up again - to collect your semen from her features, feeding it back into her mouth, her natural cocklust as a Wesmeri slut overriding any sense of propriety or humiliation a normal Kurogayan woman would feel from this kind of mistreatment.

Kazuko just licks her lips and smiles at you again.

"You're going to get to enjoy the finest duties a wife can undertake," Kazuko says, gently shifting Jeana's position on the bed, placing her head on the pillow. "Getting fucked by your husband, and knocked up by him. You are off the pill, right, Kazuhiko?" She asks. You nod. "See? You'll be a mother soon," she says, softly rubbing the other woman's belly. "I promise, you'll be so happy with your new place in life soon enough."

Jeana blushes. She's a lewd sight like this - the ring gag in her mouth, the smear of spit and just a trace of cum on her pretty Wesmeri features, the soft flesh of her breasts dragged out from beneath her top. Her juices coat her inner thighs, and her dress is pulled up around her hips, revealing muscular thighs. You peel away the panties, getting an eyeful of her pink sex, dripping with juices, and your cock twitches again at the sight, at her thick scent assaulting your nostrils.

You rub your tip against her wet sex, teasing at her lower lips, making her bite her lower lip and pant as she quivers in anticipation. You're about to pop her cherry.

You take your time with her lewd body, your hands gripping her hips as you slip your length into her. You take her inch by inch, staring down at her blushing face, and Kazuko gently pops off the ring gag, letting Jeana move her mouth, working her jaw a little, which clearly aches by the look on her face. Even so, she offers no complaint, just staring down at your length as it finally hits the halfway point and teases at her hymen. "I'm going to take your cherry now," you warn, soothingly holding her in place. Kazuko gently brushes the other girl's hair, her fingers running through soft golden locks as she fidgets in anticipation.

Jeana's gaze flicks briefly up to yours, and there's a heat to her cheeks, a certain glow in her eyes, that her marriage to you is about to be fully cultivated. The fact that said cultivation only occurred after you throatfucked her to the point of ejaculation doesn't seem to concern her, which suits you just fine. The Wesmeri slut should understand her place in life thoroughly. She nods quietly, and you push inside, ripping past her hymen, enjoying the lewd look on her face, the way her fingers clutch at the bed sheets beneath you, soft whimpers and pants escaping her throat.

Once you've made your way fully within her, she pokes open one eye, then smiles up at you as she sees that you're completely within her. You smile at her, brushing your fingers along her cheeks sweetly. "I'm happy that we've finally come together like this. Your mouth, your breasts, your ass, and now, finally, your cunt too." She just smiles back at you, seeming absolutely sweet and loving. "You're my wife, now, and that means we can be honest with each other." She nods slightly, seeming slightly confused, and you rub your thumb at her cheek as you hold yourself within her.

"You're so sweet and beautiful, but you're also a slut. My slut," you tell her, in a soothing voice. "You let me take your mouth and your ass and your tits before we got married, because like most Wesmeri women, you're a natural born slut, a sex-crazed nympho looking for an excuse. You loved it, didn't you? I want you to admit it to me, that you're a slave to my cock, that your horny body belongs to me, that you're happy to get fucked and used. Tell me, and we can have enjoyable married sex," you add, wiggling your hips a little to emphasize the point.

Jeana's cheeks bloom bright red, and it seems almost as if she's not quite ready to admit to herself just what she is, her hot little body quivering momentarily as she stares up at you, a dumb look on her face, like a deer caught in front of a train. Then she speaks up. "I-I'm a slave to your cock," she whimpers out, her cheeks brilliant red, a look of utter humiliation on her face. "My horny body belongs to you. I'm happy to get fucked and used. J-just please, fuck me."

At that, you start to pull out, then jam your cock back inside her, making her squeal as you fill her up once more, her eyes rolling up as she climaxes almost the exact same moment your balls slap against her thighs, your tip straining against her womb. You lean over her, gently kissing her on the lips. "I'm glad you've accepted what you are," you tell her. "We'll have a very happy married life. I'll work and support you and our children, and you'll stay at home and pop out babies."

"So many babies," Kazuko agrees. "You'll be his little housewife broodmare, your belly always fat," she teases, fingers brushing along the other girl's stomach. "Letting him dilute your slutty Wesmeri genes with good Kurogayan ones." You groan a little, pumping at her cunt faster and harder, making her big tits bounce with each thrust, a delightful show that Kazuko clearly enjoys.

You reach for those fat tits of Jeana's, fingers mauling them roughly, making her squirm and pant, her body quivering as an orgasm quickly runs through her at the sensations. She really is becoming exactly what she was born to be, a hot Wesmeri slut who was meant to have sex. You've heard that over in Wesmere they have all these weird ideas about proper treatment of women, but it's clear by the girl beneath you that they're all nonsense meant to cover up just how horny their women are, just how eager they are to get fucked and used.

"Your pussy is amazing, Jeana," you tell her, as you pound away, fingers squeezing at mammary flesh. She whimpers softly beneath you, eyes rolling up. "But you know, you kept this a secret from me," you tell her. "Even though you're a self-admitted Wesmeri slut, you made me use your mouth and ass instead of this sweet, delicious, wet, eager little hole of yours, because of your silly moralizing. You need to be punished - and your punishment is that I'm going to fuck you until you pass out, you Wesmeri slut."

She makes some strangled noise, eyes trying to focus on you, but you just lean over her, forcing your tongue into her mouth as you pound away, her hot breasts making excellent places to balance your weight, pushing down on them and grinding them against her ribcage in the process. Drool and spit casts between your two mouths, and Kazuko soon moves around behind you, leaning forward to place her face in between your ass cheeks, her tongue licking at your asshole to try to encourage you to come even harder, her hands playing with your balls as you fuck the slut beneath you.

You fuck Jeana relentlessly, enjoying the way she moans and squirms beneath you, each orgasm a delight as her insides work to milk your cock dry. Her hot breath tickling at the inside of your mouth, the way her eyes roll up deliciously, the scent of her percolating throughout the room, all of it is so delicious and sweet that you can hardly stand it. You wind up coming inside her soon enough - but you just keep going, wanting to make good on your promise to fuck her until she passes out.

It takes over an hour of sex for you to finally see her eyes roll up and slump closed, her body turning limp and pliant beneath you, her reactions to your rough abuse of her breasts turning from squeaks and gurgles into simply limp twitches. Her cunt has dripped all over the bed, her sexy wedding dress looking like a mess by this point, tangled up around her waist, slick with her sweat and no small amount of her juices. You've come inside her four times by then, and as you pull out, her cum simply spills out, copious amounts of your seed splattering onto the bed.

Kazuko kisses her way up your backside, stripping you bare and topless, then gently kisses her way up your neck to your ear. "You're teaching her," she breathes, "exactly what she's going to be for the rest of her life."

Your cock twitches in the air above Jeana's fucked-stupid Wesmeri slut body, her lewd tits just hanging out in easy view for you to abuse and play with whenever and however you please. Instead, though, you turn to face Kazuko.

"Do you want me to clean you off of her disgusting slut juices with my mouth?" Kazuko asks, with a wicked smile.

"Absolutely," you tell her, dragging her into a sharp kiss, tongue slithering into her mouth. Her sexy black lingerie is somehow even sexier for the way that she's wearing it while you're undressed and Jeana's a mess. You pull her down atop you, quickly positioning her for a sixty nine, and push her panties to one side. "Go for it," you tell her, before leaning up to give her a lick.

You run your fingers along those beautiful toned thighs of hers, and her gorgeous firm butt looks absolutely delicious in that black lace lingerie of hers. You lean up, running your tongue gently along the line of her sex, her rich, sweet soda flavor coating your tongue, sticky and wet as it rolls into your mouth. Your hands rub along her thighs, reaching for her ass cheeks, squeezing one in either hand as you lick and slurp at her cunt.

For her part, Kazuko simply slurps her way down your length soon enough, her tongue rubbing at your cock, her nose poking at your balls. Her hands grope your thighs as well, squeezing them for purchase, her big boobs pressing into your pelvis, her mouth sucking and slurping on your dick, twisting her head from side to side. Each inch of your length gets caressed and slurped on, her cheeks hollowing to try to pull back every single drop of Jeana's juices off of your dick.

It takes little time at all for Kazuko to orgasm, her mouth sealed around the base of your dick, her moans running through your entire length and making you groan beneath her, pumping at her face, balls slapping at her nose. She lets out a soft hum as she comes out of her orgasm, her lips sucking hard on your dick as she pulls off, creating an exquisite sensation as she peels back. By the time she pops off with a wet "shlurp", you have no doubt at all that not a single drop of Jeana's juices remain on your cock, and Kazuko simply strokes your length in one hand for several seconds, as if in thought.

Such thoughts are interrupted by you - you run your tongue along her clit in an ecstatic, spastic set of movements that make her quiver and come, her hips bucking, her juices pouring out of her mouth, splattering on your face and tongue, leaving your length twitching as she squeezes it tight in one powerful, muscular hand. You groan at the feelings, sucking in a desperate, longing breath, your eyes rolling up as you quiver beneath her, sputtering and panting and gasping in pleasure and ecstasy as your hips buck.

You wind up coming quickly then, splattering your seed upward, a quick spray hitting your stomach before Kazuko hurriedly leans down, slurping on your cockhead, swallowing and sucking down what else there is, before leaning forward again to lick your cum off your belly, tongue running along it with a certain hint of delight, soft moans escaping her throat in a way that makes your dick rock hard and ready for another go as she laps up the last of it. With her, even shooting off quickly is a shared joy, and she soon licks her way up your dick once more, slurping on it attentively, head bobbing up and down as it twists from side to side, dark hair flowing around your body.

You take a moment, playing with her asshole with one hand, finger teasing the tight little hole, and your other toys with her clit and lower lips, making her shiver as she facefucks herself on your cock. "You're so much better than Jeana," you breathe out. "You know my needs, and I feel so comfortable with you," you say, giving her ass a little squeeze for emphasis, enjoying the soft hum she lets out around your dick. "Her only plus is that I can breed her without people asking questions. She's just a Wesmeri slut, compared to you, the perfect woman that I was born to be with."

You lean up to kiss her clit for emphasis, and apparently your words hyped her up a bit, because the moment your lips touch her there, she shudders in ecstasy, moaning loudly around your dick. Juices splash onto your face, and you dutifully lap them up like a good brother, slurping and sucking away at her clit as her powerful thighs quiver atop you. Once she's done coming, you lean over to kiss her scrumptious thighs, paying them close attention, tongue running slowly along the exposed flesh of them.

She shudders softly, and slurps back down your dick, bobbing faster and harder than ever this time, as if in competition with you, though she occasionally has to pause to just moan in pleasure at the feeling of your dick on her tongue, of your fingers playing with her clit, pussy, and ass. Hot breaths tickle her down there as you start to speak up again. "Jeana is just a slut, a fun hole for us to use together - you're a woman I love, and will always love first," you tell her, and she moans in delight at those words, her juices trickling down onto your face in a way that says, 'keep going.' "You're so hot and sexy, you've always been by my side, and I want to keep you there, keep your delicious, sexy body always quivering beneath and above me, watch you suck and fuck like the hot, badass babe you are. That Wesmeri bitch is just a toy - you're my lover, my love."

She moans softly at that, coming hard, grinding her face into your pelvis, her chin rubing at your pubes, her nose against your balls once more as she grinds herself in place. You catch your breath, closing your eyes, and wind up coming once again, splattering the inside of her throat with hot cum.

When you finally finish, she pulls off with a wet slurp, rising from your face, staring down at you with a look of quiet lust in her eyes. "This was good," she tells you, in a soft voice. "It feels like it's been so long since we were just lover and lover, rather than cowtits over there getting in the way," she says, with a jerk of her head towards the still-unconscious Jeana.

"We're always lover and lover," you soothingly tell her, running your hands along her thighs. "Even with cowtits, she's just a toy we can share." You lean up to kiss her clit, making her shudder. "Soon she'll come to fully appreciate and understand that, and you'll understand that nothing and no one will ever come between us."

Kazuko's lips curl up into an almost malicious smile at that, shifting her body so she can kiss you hard on the lips, hungrily licking and nibbling on your face. Your hands run along her backside, delighting in her muscles, groping her ass. She's so perfect, you only wish that you could be openly married so you'd never have had to bother with the Wesmeri slut who's currently lying, caked in her own juices, just a few inches away from where you're having a makeout session. Ah well.