Author: SerenaJ
Title: Rachael and JD
Part: Chapter 16
Universe: Reedville and The Davidson Fishery
Summary: THe wedding
Keywords: MFF, cons, rom, piv, oral, anal, interr (HF/BF/WM),
toy, bd


Chapter 16: The Beginning

It was a cold day but bright and clear.  A lovely day to marry a
lovely girl JD thought as he tried in vain to straighten his tie.
 Behind him, Charles and Edward chatted quietly as they dressed.
They men folk had been banished to a tent to dress and prepare
for the day.  The wedding started in another two hours.  Until
then, they had time to kill in the cold – the heat lamps helped,
but did not stop the winter air from creeping in through every
crack.  JD looked in the mirror at the reflection of his sons. 
Two out of three ain’t bad, he thought, and they were good sons –
good men, strong fathers and fine husbands.  Better sons than he
deserved.

“I wanna thank you two,” He said still watching them through the
mirror, “No man could ask for a finah pair uh boys than you.”

They looked at him and smiled.  “We had a good role model.”
Edward said.

The moment was cut short.  Alex ran in breathless, “Uncle Julius!
 Granddad says you better come up ta’da house.”

“He say why?”

The boy shook his head, “Gran-gran’s awful upset an’ Uncle Wilton
wearin’ handcuffs an’…”

“Wilton?” Charles was on his feet but Edward was nearly out the
door already.  JD followed them both to the front yard.  April
and Elizabeth held a weeping Claudia, Marcus was trying to pull
Momma away from a handcuffed Wilton.  Behind them, leaning
against a state patrol car, was Parker Boson, in uniform.  JD
walked over to him.

“You wanna tell me what’s goin’ on here?”

“Takin’ the boy to the county lockup, he wants ta stay fo’ the
weddin’.  Miss Rachael said yes, but I ain’t taken the cuff off
him.  Boy’s been enough trouble.”

JD nodded then stopped, “Miss Rachael said yes?  She wants the
boy to stay?”

Parker shrugged.

Voiced were raised again and JD looked over in time to see Marcus
and Charles pull Edward away from Wilton.  Parker yelled out and
they both stepped over to the fight.

“Lizzie!” JD snapped, “Take Momma an’ Claudia in the house.” He
turned back to the fiasco, “Edward!  Settle yo’self down boy! 
What’s got in ta you?”

Edward pushed Marcus away and turned his back.

JD took a deep breath, “Wilton, what the hell you doin’ here,
boy?”

He shrugged, “You mah Daddy.  I ain’t gotta like the woman ta
wanna see you happy.  You gonna marry her, I wanna be here.”

JD closed his eyes.  He wanted nothing more than for the whole
family united today.  But there was too much bad blood – Edward
made that clear – for Wilton to stay.

“I mean, I ain’t always happy ‘round here but,” Wilton went on,
“ya’ll mah family.  I love ya’ll.”

“Oh, Father.” JD whispered.

“You sit in the back with yo’ Momma, Boy.” Marcus growled, “You
so much as raise yo’ voice an’ Ima let Edward take you out
fishin’ an’ I don’t think you be comin’ back soon.”

“Yes, sir.” Wilton said softly.

“Charles, go-n get yo’ brother.  We gonna settle this now.”

“Yes, sir.” Charles voice faded as him moved off.

Someone put a hand on JD’s shoulder, “You ok, Julius?” Parker
asked quietly.

He nodded, not quite trusting his voice.  He cleared his throat,
“Yeah, yeah.  Thank you, Parker.”  He looked at the man and tried
to find something further to say.  He felt himself choke up again
and took a deep breath, “Thank you.” He stepped over to Wilton.

“Son…” He stopped and looked at him.  The boy had his mother’s
height and JD’s eyes.  More than the other two, Wilton was a
blend of their features.  He had been, JD thought, the
culmination of his marriage with Claudia.  Now, looking at him
made JD wonder about the sense of marrying again.  “Son…just –
just be good, hear?”

“Yes, sir.”

JD looked at the cuffs and sighed, “So whadidya do, son?”

“Nothin’.”

“Check fraud.” Parker supplied.

“Check fraud?” Edward exploded behind JD, “The son ova bitch got
more money than he need an’ he gets caught passin’ bad checks?”

“Easy, Edward, now come on.” Marcus took him in hand and JD
looked at Wilton again.

“You hurt me, boy.  An’ ya hurt a good woman who ain’t done no
harm by you.”

“She took you from Momma.”

“Yo’ Momma took herseff from me when –” JD caught himself.  The
boys did not know how long their mother had been with Parker and
this was not the time to tell them, “Miss Rachael weren’t part uh
that, boy.  You wanna know what happened ‘tween yo momma an’ me,
you go on an’ ask her.  Meantime, I don’t want no one here who
fixin’ to ruin her day.”

Wilton’s brow knit, “It’s yor day too.  How come ain’t nobody
care if-n you happy too?”

From Wilton, it made perfect twisted logic.  Make the family
happy, damn anyone who got in the way.

“It’s my day too, son.  Thank you.  Come on.  We just about ta
say a prayer ‘fore this all starts then you can come back out
here an’ sit with yo’ Momma an’ Parker through the service.”  JD
turned and headed back to the men’s tent.  ‘Steady, boy, steady.’
he though to himself – if he found all this an emotional weight,
he would never get through the wedding.  He went in and checked
his tie in the mirror more to allow whoever followed him in that
to fix the damn blasted tie.  He closed his eyes and counted to
ten.  Behind him, Marcus cleared his throat.

“We ready when you is, Julius.”

He turned around.  They had left a space for him between Marcus
and Wilton.  The circle included Charles, George, Alex, Peter and
Edward.  Little Robert stood in front of his father’s legs. 
Edward glared at Wilton for a moment then looked at the ground. 
JD took his place and held his son’s hand for the first time in a
long time.

“Heavenly Father…” he began then paused, “I know this is hard for
you boys, but I cannot tell you how much this means to me to have
you all here.” He heard a whispering shuffle as Parker joined the
circle. “Father, we come before you as humble men.” He thought of
all the things he wished for his family and the future and said
them. He asked for unity and forgiveness.  “And strength, Lord,
‘cause that woman’s gonna need all you can give me.  I don’t know
why ya sent her, Father, but I’m awful glad you did.  In Jesus
name we pray,” Everyone joined the “Amen.”

JD turned and hugged Wilton.  “I’m glad you here, boy.”

“I’m glad I’m here, too, Daddy.”  When they let go, Charles
stepped over and hugged Wilton too.  JD felt tears in his eyes. 
George hugged Wilton but when Wilton turned to Edward, the room
turned cold.

“I can’t.  I’m sorry.  I can’t.”  He looked away from JD and
stared hard at Wilton, “Stay away from April.  And stay the hell
away from Joan-n-Jean.”  He stalked out of the tent and JD turned
to follow him.

Marcus stopped him, “Let him be, Julius.  Ain’t gonna fix that
one today.”

Parker put a hand on JD’s shoulder, “Julius, congratulations. 
I’m gonna go get this one settled in.  I’ll make we see you
before we leave.”

“Thank you, Parker.” JD looked at Wilton again and swallowed
hard, “I expect ta you see ‘fore you leave, boy.”

“Yes, sir.” he and Parker left the tent.

JD looked at Marcus.  “Am I uh damned fool?”

“Yeah.” Marcus smiled, “But you always been the smart one in the
family, so what do that make me?”

“We ain’t always been good to each other.”

“An’ we ain’t like ta start.  But you my brother an’ Ima always
love you.”  It was like being crushed by a bear when Marcus
hugged him.  JD closed his eyes and fought back the tears.

Edward interrupted them, “Daddy, they ready for us.”

JD pulled away from Marcus and checked himself in the mirror
again.  Top hats and gloves – he should have had them all wear
hats and gloves but it was too late for that now.  He tried to
straighten his tie again and Edward untied it with a laugh.

“Here, Dad, let me.” He retied the knot and got it to lie
straight. “Look about earlier.  I’m sorry but…”

“Don’t.” JD stopped him, “Don’t ever apologize fo’ protectin’
them.  I’m proud of you, Edward.  You a good man.  I’m glad you
by my side today.”

“Me too.” They walked together to the main tent and took their
places in line under the willow tree.  The family reverend was
Candice’s elder brother, James, and JD embraced him warmly.

“Thought you retired, Rev.”

“I manage to get on my feet once or twice a year.” The man
smiled, “I’m glad I could be here for you.”

They spoke for another minute then JD turned and saw them all
standing together.  Black suits and light green vests.  The
McElroy men, all polished, made a fine looking bunch.  He could
not help smiling.  He glanced around and found his mother.  He
kissed her cheek.  Then he said a word or gave a kiss to his
daughters-in-law and his nieces.  When the music started, he had
to hurry back to his proper place in line.

Joan, Jean and Robert were the first ones down the aisle, looking
just as cute as possible.  Mid way down, Robert began to cry and
the girls had to nearly drag him.  JD was closer than either of
the boy’s parents, so he picked the child up and carried him the
rest of the way with the girls.  The girls parted ways with him,
each kissing a cheek.

“Thanks, Granddad.” “Congratulations, Granddad.” Their voices
blended and he wasn’t sure which said what.  He handed Robert to
Charles and saw Edward give Jean and affectionate squeeze.

Beth was nearly down the aisle and Gracie was already following
behind her.  JD meet them both with a compliment and a kiss. 
They were followed by Lucille and Gabriella, JD hugged them both.
 When Helen reached him, JD smiled and whispered in her ear, “You
gonna get yors later, I understand.” She answered back with a
smile that was not demure.  He resisted swatting her butt as she
went by.

Then everyone stood and JD heard the response before he saw
Rachael.  He had expected grace and beauty – she was an elegant
woman.  He had expected her to be lovely.  But when she turned
down the aisle and came toward him she was the most beautiful
thing he had ever seen.  She handed her bouquet to Helen and
reached for JD’s hand.

He was paralyzed, “Christ almighty.” He breathed.

“Junior!” Marcus hissed behind him, “Come on, boy.”

He snapped out of it and gave his brother a lopsided grin before
taking Rachael’s hand and walking before Rev James.

“Dearly beloved, we are gathered here….”

She was radiant.  She could not have been lovelier.  And she was
there for him.  To marry him.  As they said all the traditional
words, he could see in her eyes how intently she meant them.  He
hoped she knew how deeply he meant them as well.  Then Rev James
asked about the ring and JD smiled.  The first of a few surprises
he had planned for the day.

“Marcus…” he reached back and took the box offered him.  Reaching
for her hand, he said, “Close yo eyes, Willow.”

“JD?”

“Hush up, now, woman, an’ close yo’ eyes.”

She closed them and put out her hand.  He slipped the ring on her
finger.  It was not the simple gold band they used in the
rehearsal – he wanted her to have something more, something,
well, something as glorious as she.  “With this ring, I thee
wed.”

She opened her eyes and gasped.  “Oh my god.”  Twenty-six
diamonds – one for each year of her life.  Rev. James asked if
Rachael had JD’s ring and she stammered through her part of the
ceremony.  If anyone knew why they should not join, everyone held
their peace.  When he was finally given permission to kiss her,
JD hesitated.

“What, you done become shy now?” Charles snickered.

JD shot him a look over his shoulder but lifted Rachael’s veil
slowly.  He took her hands in his own and their lips meet softly.
 He longed to really kiss her – bend her backwards over the roots
of this old tree and put grass stains all over that lovely white
dress – but he knew there was much hand shaking and dancing
before they were going to be able to exit with any good grace. 
“Later.” He whispered and pulled away.  When they walked down the
aisle together hand in hand, there was much applause.

Then chaos reigned as the organized flow of the traditional
ceremony dissolved into the reception.  The caterers brought in
tables and quickly converted the neat rows of audience to dining
and dancing space.  Peter’s voice came over a speaker system.

“Testing, testing.  Hi.  Everyone.  We’re gonna start the music
shortly but me-n-Alex-n-Gracie got our gift to Granddad and Miss
Rachael.  Grandma Rachael, I mean, I guess.  Boy, that’s weird.”
He hadn’t meant to say it into the mike and flushed slightly when
laughter drifted throughout the room.  “Any way, uh,
congratulations and uh, we hope you enjoy this.”  Alex and Gracie
joined Peter under the willow tree and the three consulted each
other. Then Alex began playing a guitar and Gracie announced,
“Uh, Let it be me.  The Everlys?  I think.”

I bless the day I found you
I want to stay around you
And so I beg you
Let it be me

Don't take this heaven from one
If you must cling to someone
Now and forever
Let it be me

Each time we meet love
I find complete love
Without your sweet love
What would life be

So never leave me lonely
Tell me you'll love me only
And that you'll always
Let it be me

And that you'll always
Let it be me

JD hugged Rachael tightly and moved closer to the performance. 
When they finished, everyone cheered and Rachael smiled through
tears.

“I don’t care what else we get, that was the best gift of the
day!” she gushed hugging them.

After that, there was food and wine.  Marcus made a toast that
was half prayer and half commentary on JD’s stamina.  Rachael
threw her bouquet which Helen caught and JD had a great deal of
fun pulling Rachael’s garter belt off and tossing it neatly into
the hands of one of the deckhands.  They cut the wedding cake
without smashing it into anyone’s face.  Finally, someone
announced the first official dance of Mr. and Mrs. Julius
Davidson McElroy.

He took Rachael’s hand, “That would be us.” And led her on to the
dance floor.  ‘You Are Everything’ played as held her tightly and
whispered, “Willow, Ima ‘bout done wit’ these folk.”

“Oh, really?” she whispered back.  “And what were you thinking
that we just sneak down to the gazebo without anyone noticing?”

“Now that is an idea.” He considered it for a moment, “Naw,
they’d likely notice the bride an’ groom gone missin’.”

“You think.”

“I figure we just throw ‘em all out and head on in ta the house.”

“JD we can not just throw out 200 people.”

“We can try.”

“You wanted the wedding,” She laughed kissing him lightly, “You
just have to wait.”

“I’m an old man, Willow, I ain’t got time ta wait.”

She laughed at him and he held her closer.  They danced for a few
more songs before Marcus cut in and JD danced with Candice for a
while.  By the end of the night, JD figured he must have danced
twice with every walking woman in the room.  He was dancing with
Claudia when Parker nodded to him from the doorway.  “I want you
ta know, Claudia, that I’m right happy for you an’ Parker.”

“Thank you, Julius.  I hope this works out for you an’ Miss
Rachael.  I truly do.”

“You did a fine job raising our boys.  I know I wasn’t much help
to ya.”

“You did the best you could, Julius.  The boys love you.”

“Wilton…”

“Was a willful child.  Born hard headed.  Wasn’t nothing either
of us coulda done.  Only one who ever got through to him was your
daddy and Parker.”

He looked at Claudia for a moment.  He almost asked her if there
was a reason for that.  She had known Parker for a long time. 
But he stopped himself.  It did not matter.  “You a good woman,
Claudia Boson.  Come on.”  He lead her gently out to see Wilton
off.  Rachael followed them out but waited a few feet behind.

They shook hands, father and son.  “Take care uh yo’self, son.  I
expect to see you home again at some point.”

Wilton shrugged. “I ain’t do nothin’.  I be home soon.”

“Get in the car, boy.” Parker sounded disgusted as he closed the
car door behind Wilton and pull JD aside, “They got him on video,
Julius.  Damn fool wrote the bad check while in line at the bank
to cash it.”

JD groaned, “Can’t even be a smart criminal.”

“Anyway, they like ta throw the book at the boy this time.  He
got an attorney on retainer – Charles won’t touch him – but he’s
gonna serve some jail time, no two ways about it.”

“How long’s this been goin’ on?” JD frowned, “Why didn’t anybody
tell me?  I coulda talked ta the boy.”

“Threaten’ ta tell you is what kept him in line fo’ a couple uh
years.  Then, well, after Claudia and I made it official, he just
can’t seem to stay straight.  I’m sorry, Julius, I truly am.  We
just kept hoping….”

“Don’t blame yo’self.  I’m the boy’s father; I shoulda been more
attentive.” He took a deep breath and put his hand out, “You got
a long drive ahead uh you.”

Parker shook, “Short drive, long night.” He glanced at Claudia,
“She trying ta act like she ain’t upset by all this but…” He
paused, “You think one of the boys would mind takin’ her straight
home and sitting with her til I get back?”

“I’ll get Charles to run’er out.”

Parker nodded, gave Claudia a brief goodbye and left.  JD put his
arm around Claudia and walked her back to the tent.  As he passed
Rachael, he put the other arm around her.  “Now, I don’t want ta
see no more sad faces, hear?  This here’s a happy day.  Edward,”
He waved the man over, “Dance with this young woman.” He handed
Claudia over and circled both arms around Rachael, “Can I throw
‘em all out, now?”

“No.” she giggled, “You need to learn patience.”

“I have another gift fo’ ya.  Can’t show you ‘til we alone.  So
anytime you wanna know what in that fancy red box on that gift
table, you just let me know.”  He kissed her then let her go and
wandered back to the buffet.  The problem of being the guest of
honor was that you never got to eat at these things.  He got a
bite or two down before Joan and Jean found him and claimed
another dance.  Half an hour later, he noticed that there were
considerably fewer guests around and that the caterers were
cleaning up.

He found Rachael saying goodbye to several family members and he
shook hands warmly with them.  When they took their leave, she
nibbled his ear, “What’s in the box, JD?”

“You’ll find eventually, I suppose.”

Twenty minutes later, it was down to just the immediate family. 
Charles and Lizzie were taking Claudia home; Edward and April
were taking Momma with them so that JD and Rachael could have the
house to themselves for the night.  Rachael said goodbye then
slipped back to the gift table.  A minute later she was back,
“Where’s my red box, Julius?”

“Why don’t you run on upstairs an’ see if-n you can find it.”
Helen should have most of it unpacked by now, he thought.  He
looked at the rest of him family, “I love you all, but I’m gonna
have to ask you all ta leave now.  I see ya all ‘round noon
tomorrow fo’ Christmas dinner.”

Marcus groused, “Ain’t like half uh Northern Neck ain’t heard the
two uh you goin’ at it.  Throwin’ us out on Christmas eve, no
less.” Candice kissed JD’s cheek as she prodded her husband out.

“You two have fun, Julius.  Congratulations.”

“Thank, you darlin’.”

Julius waited for everyone to pull off, waving good night from
the front porch.  Then he locked the doors and turned out all the
first floor lights.  He made his way upstairs and into the
bathroom where he showered and brushed his teeth.  Finally, he
put on his robe and made his way to the bedroom he shared with
his new wife.

He found her just as he expected – naked, blindfolded, gagged,
tied eagle spread to the mattress, with Helen between her legs
teasing her lightly.

“Well, you took your sweet time.” Helen pouted.

“Were you bored, Miss Helen?”

“Oh, no.”  She rubbed her fingers through Rachael’s pussy, “and I
don’t think I have ever seen a happier bride.”

JD took Helen’s hand and gently sucked Rachael’s juices off her
fingers, then kissed her lips and found Rachael’s taste there as
well. “Mmmmm.  You have been keepin’ busy, haven’t ya?”

He leaned over Rachael and kissed her lips softly, “You alright,
Willow?” she nodded and moaned, “Good, good.  I’m not gonna make
you wait long, I promise.  But I wanna thank Miss Helen fo’ all
she done fo’ us.  An’ I won’ed you ta have som’thin’ new outta
it.”  He looked over her squirming body.  He could smell her sex
strongly in the air.  Not jumping on her and eating through her
was making him almost as crazy as being tied down was making her.
 He could not resist sucking her nipples briefly and smiled as he
heard her groan against the gag.  “You ain’t nevah done nothin’
like this, have ya?”  She shook her head. “Good, good.  You jus’
relax an’ enjoy, now, Willow.  Ima take care uh Miss Helen and
then Ima take care uh you.  Then you an’ yo’ friend kin do as ya
please with me.  You like that idea, doncha now?”  She moaned and
nodded her head.  JD smiled, kissed her again then turned his
attention to Helen, who was still dressed and sitting between
Rachael’s legs.

“Miss Bogud, I owe you uh debt uh gratitude for which I can nevah
fully repay you.  You are always welcome in this home, ya hear?”

“Why thank you JD.  But I really haven’t done much.”

“To me, you’ve given me everything.  When you convinced her ta
tell me how she felt about me, you gave me the love uh my life. 
An’ when I was stupid enough to turn her out, you gave the kick
in the pants I needed ta go an’ get her back.  Ms. Helen,” he
paused and stroked her cheek softly, “I can’t thank you enough.”

“JD, I didn’t do a thing but get eaten by a couple friends. 
Everything else was on you guys.”

“Nevertheless, I for one, am grateful.  So I’d like ta show you
my appreciation.”  He took her hand and pulled her into his arms,
“Have I told you what uh beautiful woman you are?”

“Why, no JD, you haven’t.”

“You are.” He kissed her neck.  Helen was an inch or two shorter
so it was easy to run his lips along her collarbone while
unzipping her dress. “Miss Bogud, were you aware that you are not
wearin’ uh bra?”  He asked as he slid her dress off her
shoulders.

“Oh, I gave that to the gentleman with the garter belt.  Very
talented seamen you have there.”

“Men?  That’s the plural form, my dear.” He kissed down her spine
and slipped his hands around her breasts, “Not that you are not
amply endowed enough to satisfy any number of men.”

“Oooh, that’s nice.” she cooed, “Some of his crewmates joined
us.”

“You are insatiable, Miss Helen.”  He moved around front and
began sucking her nipples.

“Oh, Rachael, this feels so good.  He’s so good with his tongue.”
 She moaned, running her fingers through his hair.

JD kept his hands busy pulling her dress all the way off while
letting his lips wander across her chest.  He nipped her gently,
biting occasionally just to hear Helen gasp.  He caresses her
naked form and steered her wordlessly to the head of the bed.  He
helped her straddle Rachael’s face and lay down next to his
squirming wife.  He kissed Helen’s belly softly and let his
kisses work downward slowly.  By the time his tongue touched
Helen’s slit, both women were mewing softly.  He ate Helen,
periodically touching his lips to Rachael’s nose or lip.  Rachael
shook under him while Helen writhed above him.  He made the
tactical error of sliding one hand around Helen’s butt so he
could lick her more deeply and she took the advantage and held
his face in place.  He could hear her crying out loudly as she
came, rubbing her sex into his beard and mustache.  He heard
himself moaning as well.  She let him go eventually and they both
collapsed against Rachael.

“JD, you know what I want now?”  Helen panted.

“Yo’ wish is mah command, darlin’.”  JD hoped his heart lasted
long enough for that.

Helen crawled, doggie-style, on top of Rachael, “Fuck me.”

A leer played across JD face, “I think I can manage that.”  He
moved behind her and reached underneath her to tickle Rachael’s
slit, “Jus’ wan’ed ta make sure she payin’ attention.”  Helen
moaned in response and JD realized that her mouth was full with
Rachael’s tit.

He skipped any preamble and slid his aching erection into Helen
dripping slit.  “Oh Lord, our savior!” He gasped as Helen’s
pulsing slit seemed to tighten around him.  He tried to hold her
still as he marveled in the sensation.  After a few minutes of
bliss, he marshaled his reserves and began slowly moving in and
out of her.  He kept a slow pace, enjoying the surprisingly tight
feel of Helen’s slit and the feeling of Rachael’s wet snatch
rubbing against his balls.

It had been almost two years since the last time the three of
them had been together.  That night, JD had barely had the energy
satisfy Rachael.  He had been working on his endurance for
tonight, though.  Tonight, if never again, both of these women
would wake up smiling.  It was hard to keep a steady pace with
Rachael and Helen both writhing beneath him.  The two would be
enough to keep a young man busy; he was hard put to maintain the
slow strokes that Miss Helen was bucking against.  He only
stopped once – when he felt her kegels clamp down around him.

Finally, she apparently reached her limit, “JD!” she hissed, all
but breathless with frustration, “If you don’t fuck me right now,
I swear…”

He didn’t let her finish the threat, he just took a tight hold of
her hips and banged her for all he was worth.  Helen cried out
with every in stroke and this time, when her kegels clamped down
again, JD let himself go and a few strokes later, came himself. 
“Ooh my God!” He slumped against Helen’s back, “You one hellova
woman, Helen.”

“Oh God.” Rachael gasped.  JD smiled; Helen must have taken the
gag off. “I’ve never been so hot in my life!  Please fuck me –
one of you – I don’t care who.”  He rolled next to Helen with a
deep sigh.

“See if-n you kin keep her quiet.  I got somethin’ fo’ her.”

“I could gag her again.” Helen purred, “Of course, then it will
be me making all the noise.”

“You do that.” He sat up and reached into Rachael’s nightstand
drawer.  He used her favorite vibrator inside her slit as he
licked and sucked the rest of her pussy.  If she hadn’t been tied
down, he doubted she could have stayed as still as she was. 
Helen sat on her face and moaned constantly as JD ate Rachael
through at least two orgasms, pausing periodically to steal
kisses from Helen.

When he was hard again, he untied Rachael’s legs, tossed the
vibrator aside and lifted her hips to slide into her.  He buried
his face in Helen cleavage and tried to hold on to both women. 
He tried to hold out for as long as he could but listening to
both women cry out in tandem with the overwhelming scent of sex
in the air was too much for him and much sooner than he wanted,
JD was swearing and jerking as his second climax overtook him.

He leaned against Helen, sweating and panting, “Oh, my sweet
Lord.  Oh Jesus.  I swear you two gonna be the death uh me.” 
Helen climbed off Rachael and together Helen and JD untied
Rachael from the bed and removed the remaining bindings.  JD
kissed both women soundly, “Thank you.  Thank you both.”  The
three lay together for a few minutes to catch their breaths.

Just as JD was beginning to drift off to sleep, he heard Helen
whisper in a sing-song voice, “Rachael, did you show JD his new
toy yet?”

“Mmmm, no.” Rachael answered.  She sat up with renewed energy, “I
almost forgot it.  Come on, Methuselah.”

“You an evil woman, you know that?” he yawned, stretched and
allowed himself to be tied eagle spread where Rachael was
earlier.  Helen blindfolded him but when she reached for the gag,
Rachael stopped her.

“It’s better if I can hear him.  He says the most amazing
things.”

He was reasonably comfortable and although he usually preferred
to be unbound, he had to admit that sometimes, letting Rachael
have her way with his body, had been astoundingly erotic.  Right
now, he could feel two pairs of hands caressing his body,
occasionally pinching his nipples causing him to gasp, or stroke
his cock, which made him groan.  He felt a pair of soft lips
brush past his balls and he moaned knowing that it was unlikely
that he’d be able to sustain another erection tonight.  “That’s
mighty nice, but you tryin’ ta wake the dead ‘bout now.”  After
some concentrated attention from both women, JD found that he
indeed had some untapped strength.  They played with him, keeping
him erect but not really doing more than that.

Then someone’s tongue slithered into his anus.

“Sweet holy Christ!” JD jumped as his nerves fired at once.  He
could feel both mouths kissing his ass and tonguing him.  “Oh
good heavens!  Oh my lord!”  He didn’t know why anal play made
him so verbal, but it did and he was incapable of stopping it. 
Something small slipped into his ass and he squirmed a bit.  He
hollered a bit when it began vibrating.  “Glory, Jesus
Hallelujah!  Oh my God, woman!”  He panted trying to catch his
breath and adjust to the waves of ecstatic pleasure flowing
through him.  He gave up when the vibrations increased.  He was
almost weeping when the vibrations went up yet another notch and
a warm wet mouth slide down over his cock.  “Mercy, mercy!” He
groaned.  He tried to reach down and found his arms still
securely tied.  “Oh God!”

He didn’t remember cumming.  Or falling asleep.  Just waking to
feeling horribly, wonderfully abused, with Rachael on one side of
him and Helen on the other.  Christmas morning.

‘Life’ he thought, ‘is a gift.’


* * * * * *

This is where this period of their lives closes.  But the McElroy
clan is a large family and there are many other stories to tell.
Alex, Peter, Charles, and Marcus are all in process and will be
posted in serial form as soon as they are available.  Thank you
for your support of Davidson Fisheries and the McElroy Family.

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Thank you for reading the whole thing. More of my work can be
found at http://www1.asstr.org/files/Authors/SerenaJ/