Page 49 of Compelling Urges

“I promise!” rang out from every guest.

“I can only consecrate one union legally in the eyes of the State of California, and whether or not these three want to make it clear who is marrying whom is up to them. In actuality, however, all three are going forth as permanent life partners from today on, so the legal points are more or less moot.”

The ceremony continued with a lovely song that Ivy’s sister Holly sang, and finally Bodhi, Cooper, and Ivy pledged their troths to each other as life partners forever. Each of them had a ring for the others, which meant that they all wore two bands on their ring fingers. Ivy gave her men matching platinum bands, Bodhi and Jackson gave each other gold bands, and they both gave Ivy bands that were covered in a row of diamonds. They’d commissioned a talented jeweler who designed them in such a way that the rings nestled together perfectly on their fingers, making each set seem like one wedding band.

Casey addressed the crowd, “In as much as Ivy, Cooper, and Bodhi have consented to come together in wedlock and have witnessed the same before this company and pledged their vows to each other, by the authority vested in me by the State of California, I now pronounce two of you married. Whether the State of California condones it or not, I now pronounce you all husband, wife, and husband—all life partners. You may now all kiss each other.”

Cheers and clapping erupted as the circle of newlyweds grew smaller. Clasped hands were dropped as arms wound around each other, and they exchanged kiss after kiss. Several hankies came out of pockets and purses when family and friends witnessed such unabashed and honest affection.

They partied for several hours before it was time to take off. Jackson had graciously loaned them one of his luxury Gulfstreams for their honeymoon trip. “My gift to you!” he’d announced, much to their delight and gratitude. The plan was to fly to Sydney, Australia where the guys could try out the surfing, and Ivy could scope out the art scene. She also planned to surf a little as the guys had been giving her lessons. She liked it, but not the way her men did. In any case, they had two weeks to enjoy the city and see as much as they could of New South Wales. They might even look at art for the new house that they were building.

Jackson’s helicopter took them to the airport where they boarded the private jet. “This plane is amazing!” Ivy gushed as she took in the luxurious décor. It was naturally equipped with a stateroom that accommodated three with a large bed. Once they were airborne and the seatbelt caution was lifted, they all bolted for the bed and discarded their clothing at record speed.

“I can’t believe we’re all still awake,” Cooper observed with a laugh. “It’s been a long day. I’m not complaining, my dearest wife and husband, I hope you realize. This has been the best day of my life.”

“And it’s just going to get better,” Bodhi said in a rumbling, deep voice. “I remember our wife saying something about what she wanted for her wedding night.”

Ivy gave a shudder and smiled. “Yes,” she whispered.

“And we can add ourselves to the Mile High Club as well,” laughed Bodhi. “I wonder how many people can claim that.” He produced a brand new, large bottle of lube from the bedside table. “I planned ahead,” he said with a wink, “and made sure this would be here for us.”

Pulling the covers down, they crawled onto the bed. In their eagerness for each other, they were a twisted mass of caressing limbs and busy mouths. Murmured endearments filled the air as they stroked, licked, and nibbled on any body part that was available. Flesh on heated flesh slid and grasped hungrily. Their ardor reached an enormous peak of want as Bodhi finally popped open the bottle, greased up his erection, and handed the bottle to Cooper to do the same. Bodhi lay back on the bed with his upper body propped by pillows and scooted Ivy toward him, facing Cooper’s direction. He stroked her clit and in one swift motion, impaled her pussy with his pulsing erection. He was so eager for this to happen he was nearly hyperventilating. Cooper, now lubed up, leaned in and kissed Bodhi and then Ivy deeply and lovingly.

“Ready?” he asked her.

“More than ready,” she breathed on a sigh. “Do it, Cooper. Make love to both of us.”

Ever so carefully, Cooper slid a finger inside her pussy alongside Bodhi. Bodhi moaned as Cooper caressed his cock up and down. Pulling out and adding even more lube, Cooper went back in, this time with two fingers. Ivy moaned and trembled in Bodhi’s arms as he kissed the side of her face and whispered encouragement into her ear.

“Are you trying to tease us?” asked Ivy in a shaky voice. “I need you now, Cooper.Weneed you. Please!”

“I need to make sure you’re relaxed enough so that I don’t hurt you, babe. You’re going to have a lot of dick inside you.” His own was so hard and throbbing, he could barely see straight. It begged to get inside, but still he held back until she relaxed even more.

Finally, Cooper probed her entrance with his massive erection. This was going to be a tight fit, so he fed himself in by small increments. Once the whole head was inside, Ivy’s eyes flew open and she cried out, “Oh, yes! There it is. Can you feel him, Bodhi? Come on, Cooper, fuck us!”

Just then the plane gave a massive and unexpected jolt because of air turbulence, and Cooper’s attempt at going slowly was shot to hell. He pitched forward and rammed his cock inside her with a huge groan. “Sorry! Oh, sorry, Ivy. Are you okay? Ohmygawd, this feels incredible!” Without even really trying, they were jostled and flung about on the bed, all connected and gasping for breath. The plane hit another massive patch of turbulence and they all cried out as they experienced the weightlessness of a falling-elevator sensation for a few seconds.

After she caught her breath, Ivy began moaning, “Yes, yes, yes!” at the same time Bodhi shouted, “Ahh! Right there! Do it some more!”

After a couple more minutes of being flung about like they were riding a roller coaster, the air turbulence disappeared as quickly as it had arrived. They calmed down into a rhythm of gyrations. Ivy squeezed and released her men in time with Cooper’s thrusts, and Bodhi reached around to toy with her clit. “It’s just like the book said,” he rumbled in amazement. “We’re all fucking each other at the same time. Ivy, you feel like a fist that’s holding our dicks together, and I can feel every inch of Coop rubbing against me. Wow. I don’t know who came up with this, but they’re a genius.”

Although all of them wanted this magnificent ambrosian delight to last forever, excitement and pleasure took over and carried each of them over the edge. One by one, they cried out in amazed rapture as they trembled and shook in each other’s arms.

It was only then that they realized there was a lit sign above the door directing them to return to their seats.

“Oopsie,” Ivy giggled. And the light in the sign turned off.

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When they looked back on their honeymoon in the years to come, this was the favorite memory they had. It was just too bad that when people asked about their trip, they had to be polite and actually talk about what they’d seen and done in Australia.

Epilogue

As Jackson had requested, Bodhi went to work managing his investments for him, and when Jackson made his second billion dollars, Bodhi didn’t even think about looking for more clients. He became an extremely wealthy man, and a professionally fulfilled one as well. Jackson liked that he could trust Bodhi with his wealth, and Bodhi shined with having that trust. He loved working from home in his plush new office so he could keep an eye on the puppy Ivy and Cooper surprised him with.

It was the golden retriever he’d always wanted. He loved her so much, in fact, they got him another. Since he’d named the first pup Bonnie, it only seemed fair to name the next one Clyde and hope they didn’t get into too much trouble together. That was debatable.

Ivy delighted her husbands by producing a gaggle of outspoken, brilliant children. She popped them out every couple of years—boy, girl, boy, girl. Each child had such an independent streak, and so many talents, it was a challenge to keep up with them. One thing they all did, however, was learn to surf with their dads.

Bodhi was thrilled to realize his dream of having a little ballerina and went to every one of Sylvie’s dance recitals. He often cried at them, making the whole family snicker. He didn’t care. And it turned out, she was a great dancer who bore a striking resemblance to her mother with her dark eyes and hair.

Their other daughter Nell was fascinated by Cooper’s law practice and used to make her siblings and friends play ‘courtroom’ with her. She went on to join the family law office and became an outstanding trial lawyer. Ivy laughed all the time about how their fiery redhead daughter had turned her talent for arguing into a marketable skill.

Their younger son Brooks became a professional surfer and made quite a name for himself on the international surfing competition circuit. Cooper and Bodhi were beside themselves about his talent and flew around the world to watch him compete whenever they could. He looked remarkably like Bodhi with his thick mop of blond hair and the signature chin dimple, and he made millions endorsing sports products with that face.

Their eldest child Dash had a heart that was steadfast and pure. He fell in love at the age of four with Rhiannon—Willa, Jackson, and Casey’s younger daughter—and never wavered from that affection throughout his entire life. He spent an inordinate amount of time with Jackson as well, pestering him good-naturedly for knowledge about computer science, and ultimately, they designed another mega-hit app together. Cooper gave Dash the heirloom engagement ring that he and Ivy had decided against using when they included Bodhi into their union. Dash and Rhiannon’s inevitable marriage bonded the two families even more closely together.

It was never a conventional family, but it worked for them.

The End

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