3 comments/ 23746 views/ 25 favorites Fate Had a Better Plan By: Ghostwalker With input and assistance from ariesgirl. Thank you. Mike sat in his car outside the hotel room wondering what the hell he was doing here. He hadn't talked to Cindy in almost a year and then with only two days until the event he suddenly gets a Wedding Invitation with a special note asking him to come if at all possible. He and Cindy had been "an item" throughout High School and had remained close, more or less, so without even thinking about it he had packed his clothes, jumped into his car and began the drive back to his hometown it was only after he had been driving for almost an hour that he remembered to call his secretary and tell her to cancel all of his appointments for the next two weeks. As soon as he hung up he started to wonder why he had said two week especially since he could be back to work in just a few days but decided not to worry about it. He hadn't taken a vacation in over five years so maybe this was fate stepping in to tell him it was time for a break. Almost if by instinct he drove to the second of the three hotels in town and now sat in the parking lot thinking. "What the fuck am I doing here of all places? And of all the rooms in the place how in the hell did I land up with this one?" Reluctantly, he got out of the car and grabbed his suitcase. Opening the door it looked like most other hotel rooms: two Queen-size beds, a TV, and a bathroom but the memories of that night instantly overwhelmed him. He had been 19 and Cindy had been 18 when they had decided that now was the time to do "it". Closing his eyes he could still see her laying on the bed waiting for him. They were "in love" but neither of them had any experience sexually so they had kissed and touched and then they had done "it". Afterwards, they were both sore and embarrassed and had silently left the room. They never talked about what had happened. Then life changed when his mother informed him that she and his father were getting a divorce and that they would be moving since she had gotten a job with the help of a friend in Atlanta. He had barely had time to say good-by to Cindy before they had left yet there had always been a special bond between them, so they had kept in contact with each other over the years with the yearly birthday card or occasional phone call. Maybe that was why he had come back for her Wedding; he wasn't sure, he just knew that something inside had told him to come. After getting settled, he walked across the street to the local restaurant for a late dinner. The food was as good as he remembered and he was relaxing with a drink when he heard her voice. Looking over his shoulder he saw Cindy entering the bar with some of her girlfriends. The past nine years had been good to her and she looked better than ever. Standing 5-foot 7-inches tall, her blonde hair framed her blue-green eyes perfectly before rolling off her shoulders and stopping just above her breasts. She was wearing a white, sleeveless top that had the top three buttons open giving everyone a view of her ample cleavage along with a pair of tight jeans and high-heels. Jeans and high heels had always been a turn-on for him and Cindy had always known just how and when to wear them to tease the hell out of him. Shaking his head to clear the memories he looked back up and their eyes met momentarily. It was if all the years in between had disappeared and it was just to two of them again but then the moment was gone when she was scurried away by her friends to the backroom where her bachelorette party was taking place. Yet that moment was all it took for Mike to realize how much her still cared for her ... cared a lot more then he should for a woman who was going to get married the next day. Quietly paying his bill, he walked back across the street to his hotel room where he finally fell asleep dreaming of her. All too soon the alarm went off and he began to get ready for the Wedding ... that is until he looked for his shoes. He checked the room ... twice ... and almost ripped apart his car but still no shoes. He was sure he had packed them but they were nowhere to be found and he has already going to be late so he slipped on his work shoes, gave them a quick buff with a wash cloth from the bathroom and headed for the church. He figured he'd slip into a back pew and no one would notice because of the ceremony but fate had other ideas. When he entered, every set of eyes turned towards him a look of expectancy in their eyes before turning away. Time seemed to drag on forever until Cindy's father slowly walked up the aisle and stood at the front of the church. Every face turned towards him, his anger apparent, as he said, "Ladies and Gentleman, I regret to inform you that there will not be a wedding today. Apparently, the groom had a previous engagement with HIS WIFE and left town last night. I apologize for the inconvenience," and then walked swiftly back down the aisle. The church burst into an uproar as everyone started to talk at once. Mike remained seated as he watched them leaving the church and talking about how they knew the groom was no good and up to something or simply how sorry they were for Cindy. Mike sat there quietly, unsure what else to do, until everyone had left. Then, just as he was about to leave he saw Cindy enter the church from the side door and walk up to the alter. He could hear her gently crying but didn't move for fear of disturbing her until she turned to leave and she saw him there. Hesitantly, he walked up the aisle toward her and instinctively opened his arms. She looked at him through tear reddened eyes and waited until her eyes focused on him, "Mike?" He nodded as she stepped into his arms and melted against his chest while he wrapped them around her protectively and as she continued to cry. Just then Mike saw Cindy's dad enter the church and look at them closely. Recognizing Mike he nodded his head as he mouthed the words "Thank you," and left. "Oh Mike, I feel like such a fool. How could I have been so stupid? I've known Eric for almost a year now and never imagined this could happen. He always seemed to be "Mr. Right," our interests and dreams for the future matched so perfectly. How could he have done this to me? What did I do to deserve this? I mean am I ugly or does it look like I'm that desperate that he'd do this to me? And now it turns out that he's been married the whole time!" she sobbed. Pulling her closer Mike whispered, "It's ok, Cin. You just got mixed up in a bad situation with the wrong guy, that's all. You're not stupid or foolish or desperate and you're definitely not ugly." "But what am I supposed to do now? I quit my job, moved out of my apartment, put all my stuff in storage and sold my car. The plan was that we were going to move to his hometown to open a business together after we returned from our honeymoon. I even gave him the money to put a down-payment on the storefront for the business; now I don't even have a place to sleep tonight. My parents offered to let me stay with them for awhile, but I don't want to run back to mommy and daddy like a little kid." "Well, then why don't you get away for awhile to think this out?" Mike queried. Still wrapped in Mike's arms, Cindy stood quite for several moments before replying softly, "You're right but I really don't want to be alone right now, do you have any plans for the next two weeks?" Mike stood there unsure of what to say. Here was the girl, now a woman, who had been the first love of his life asking him to go away with her for two weeks. Suddenly he remembered he had told his secretary that he'd be gone for two week and a question began to form in his mind before he was pulled back to the present as Cindy moved. Reluctantly, Cindy stepped back and looked into his eyes, "Please." With that one simple word all of the questions and reasons Mike had started to give himself for not going along with her melted away and he answered, "Sure." Not another word was spoken as they picked up the last of Cindy's belongings and left the church with Cindy still in her Wedding gown. Standing on the church steps Cindy stopped and looked at Mike "Did you know you're the only one that calls me Cin instead of Cindy?" "No I didn't know that. Do you want me to call you Cindy too?" Hesitating for only the briefest of moments, Cindy replied, "No, I think it would sound strange to hear you call me anything but Cin, besides I want to get away from all of this and Cindy for the next two weeks, so why not just stay with Cin. Besides I like the way it sounds coming from you," she finished before walking down the steps to Mike's car. He'd laughed when he'd parked in the space reserved for the bride and groom's limo but had figured he'd be able to get out and move it before anyone noticed yet once again it seemed as if fate had a better plan. "So where do you want to go, ma'am? I'm at your disposal," Mike bowed as he held the door open for Cindy. "I don't know. The ocean has always helped me forget and relax so why don't we just head that way." Closing the door, Mike quickly walked around the car and slid into the driver's seat before pulling from the curb and heading East. He had left the top down on his car and the wind seemed to blow all of Cin's cares away as they drove towards the ocean. Then as if in a final gesture of ending the day's events she pulled the veil from her hair and held it above her before releasing it to flutter to the ground behind her ... never looking back. Neither said a word until Cindy suddenly asked, "Did you know that this is exactly what I did after that night you and I were together in that hotel room?" Mike almost drove off the road as he turned to look at her in surprise. "Well, that's one hell of a way to start a conversation," he said as he quickly got the car back on the road. Cindy suddenly started to laugh and it was as if all the years away from each other had disappeared. They talked about everything that had been going on since their last phone conversation and reminisced about the things they had done together when they were younger until suddenly Cin said, "Do you care were we go for this get away?" Mike drove on quietly for a few moments thinking. "Not really ... this is your trip. I'm just the chauffer." Cindy's face lit up instantly, "OK, then just pull off at the next exit so I can make some calls, then we'll be on our way." Mike found a service station and pulled over to fill up with gas as Cindy, still in her Wedding gown, made her calls. When he got back into the car she smiled that wicked little smile that made his blood boil as she said, "Everything is all set. Just get back onto the freeway and head south-east until you hit the ocean. I'll tell you more when we get there. By the way did you bring any clothes to bum around in or do we need to get you some." "To be honest I've been doing so much traveling at the spur of the moment lately that I always keep a bag packed with some jeans, shorts, swim trunks and a couple of T-shirts in the trunk along with a pair of old running shoes." "Perfect. Then let's get going." Quickly resuming their talk Cin asked, "How did you know about the Wedding?" Confused Mike glanced over at her. "You sent me an invitation." Bewildered Cin returned his look as she replied, "No I didn't." Reaching into the glove box, Mike pulled out the invitation and handed it to her. Cindy looked down at the invitation and became quiet for several minutes before continuing. "This is really strange. I kept adding and then removing your name because I wasn't sure how you'd feel about me getting married. I even wrote an invitation, apparently this one, along with this note but I never mailed it. The last time I remember seeing it was about a week ago sitting on the hallway table next to some ..." again she became quiet. Mike could see that she was trying to remember the events of the day so he remained silent as well. Then as if she had never stopped Cindy suddenly said, "... next to some bills." The answer to the question of how the invitation was sent suddenly became apparent to both of them and they laughed and simultaneously said, "Fate." Time seemed to fly by and Mike soon found himself pulling up to an ocean-front marina where Cindy directed him to pull into one of the slots reserved for those that had boats in the slips. Looking over at Mike she asked, "Still remember how to sail?" before jumping out of the car and heading to the Manager's Office. People all along the dock stopped to watch as she walked by in her wedding dress, while Mike unloaded the car. A few whistled as she walked by and made comments to Mike about what a lucky guy he was but neither of them responded. When Cindy returned the Manager was with her and he opened the locked gate to allow them access to the piers. Cindy took the lead going down the slips until she stopped at a 33-foot long sailboat that was being prepared by the marina staff. "What do you think?" Mike stood looking at the boat with the seasoned eye of someone who knew and loved sailing craft. "Not bad. When did you get this?" "Does it matter? Let's get this stuff stowed and get going", she replied as she hopped onto the deck. Throwing his bag into the cabin, Mike went through the pre-check and safety list with the marina staff as he familiarize himself with the boat and was soon cruising out of the marina in into the ocean. Cindy had gone below deck to check the cabinets for supplies when suddenly Mike heard, "Shit, Shit, SHIT!!!" "You OK down there?" "Ya, just another fucking thing to go along with my day." "What's wrong?" "I'm stuck." "What?" "You heard me. I can't get this damned dress off. The zipper is stuck." "You need help?" "NO, I want to stay stuck in this thing for the whole trip. What do you think?" Mike laughed as he shifted the engine to "Idle" and went down into the cabin. Cindy stood in the middle of the cabin with her back to him, the zipper of her wedding dress partially down revealing the smooth, tanned skin of her back and no sign of a tan-line from a bikini top while her arms were across the front of her dress to keep it from falling forward. Mike found the zipper snagged in the satin of the gown and gently tried to get it to move without success. "This thing is really stuck. If I pull much harder it may rip." "I don't care what you need to do but get it off of me," Cindy quipped. "After what's happened today I may just use it for an extra sail or a sea-anchor." Grabbing the zipper, Mike gave it a yank and was surprised when the whole gown slid over Cindy's hips and landed up on the floor while throwing him off balance so that he landed on the floor too. Looking up he was rewarded with one of the beautiful sights he had ever seen. Cindy stood there in only a garter-belt, flesh-colored hose and a pair of 3-inch high-heels. Her blonde hair hung down over her shoulders to her breasts revealing that she must have done her share of topless sunbathing since there was not a tan-line to be seen and her nipples seemed to be growing as he stared at them. Her hips flared perfectly and there was a delicately trimmed blonde triangle of hair above her slit. Faintly he could smell her essence as he looked up into her blue eyes and saw not only surprise but ... excitement? Neither moved for what seemed like an eternity until a wave hit the side of the boat bringing them back to reality. "Like what you see?" Cindy asked as she took a comical pose with her hands on her hips exposing herself to him. "Hell, ya. I'd have to be crazy not to like it. You're gorgeous," he relied as he felt his cock hardening. Instantly Cindy began to cry as she sat down, "I'm glad someone thinks I'm beautiful. I can't believe that son-of-a-bitch was married. All the plans we made together, all the promises made ... it was all a lie ... a fucking lie!" Mike quickly knelt up and wrapped his arms around her again as he drew her close. Leaning her head on his shoulder he stroked her hair and whispered quietly that everything would be "OK". The fact she was almost naked only seemed to heighten his emotions. Holding her in his arms he knew, without a doubt, how much he still cared for her and that no matter what had happened before he wanted to take care of Cindy and protect her from ever being hurt again. Slowly Cindy's tears stopped and her hand slid down to the front of his pants, surprising both of them as she gently squeezed Mike's hardened cock. Now it was Mike's turn to be embarrassed as he stammered "Cin, I can explain ... when I saw you standing there my body just reacted. I'm really sorry." Instead of removing her hand Cin slowly began to rub against the hump forming on his pants. "Mike, I know this is going to sound really corny ... almost like those romance novels you can buy at the store, but being here like this suddenly brought a lot of things into perspective." Lifting her head she looked directly at Mike, "Every guy, and I mean every guy that I've ever dated or been with, I've compared to you. Sometimes, I'd fantasize that it was you holding my hand, or kissing me, or undressing me and making love to me. I've never regretted what happened that first night together, what I have regretted was that we didn't do it again ... and again until we had learned to do "it" right and how to please each other. Tonight was supposed to be my Wedding Night and I don't want to go to bed alone. I'm don't want you to think I'm doing this on the rebound. I want to go to bed with someone who truly cares about me." Pulling away, she stood, pulling Mike with her before walking to the bunk and grabbing a small bag she had brought on-board with her while giving Mike another look at her magnificent body. Each step she took away from him made her hips sway enticingly and her legs stretch and tighten in her high-heels. When she leaned over for her bag he could see one of her breasts as it hung below her chest, firm and inviting. After retrieving a small box wrapped in silver and gold paper she turned and walked back towards him never trying to hide anything from him. Taking a quick inventory Mike realized that Cindy had definitely grown up to be a beautiful woman. At 27 years old she now stood 5' 7" tall though she was closer to 5' 10" with her high hells. She had a 36C-27-34 figure that was tanned everywhere with the exception the faint tan-line of a G-string around her waist extending down over the junction between her legs. Her blond hung loosely over her shoulders and rested on the top of her breasts which were capped with a darker shade areola and nipples that, at the moment, were hard and pointing directly at him. Her blue-green eyes sparkled with an intensity and excitement that he had never seen from any other woman before and her legs were toned and shapely. Then for the briefest of moments he thought he saw the light reflect from between her legs as if they were wet. His body reacted as his cock hardened further causing the front of his pants to bulge even further. So lost in thought about how great she looked Mike didn't realized she had stopped in front of him and was lifting her hand to offer him the box. "Here, this was supposed to be for my husband but I want you to have it." Shaken from his fantasy, Mike opened the box and looked inside at what appeared to be an oversized condom as a bewildered look formed on his face. Cindy came to his rescue with a large smile on her face and that twinkle back in her eyes, "It's my diaphragm. I'm one of those women who can't use 'the pill' so I've always used this to keep from getting knocked-up. Well, I had planned on getting one kind of ring today and then giving this one to my new husband to let him know that I wanted to have his children. We had planned on waiting until the business was stable but the more I thought about it the more I realized I'd be a great mother and didn't want to wait, I wanted them now." Fate Had a Better Plan Suddenly Mike looked at Cindy, "Are you saying that ..." "Yes, while we were driving here I had the chance to really think things through. I realize that you're the only man I've ever wanted, the only man I've ever truly loved and that you're to only man I want to spend my life with. The other relationships I've had have always failed because they weren't with you; they were just one attempt to forget you after another. When I saw you sitting in the diner the other night I felt a flutter in my chest that I haven't felt in years and when I saw you standing in the church today it was like a light that I had kept covered had suddenly burst open in my heart. Mike, I don't want anyone else. I want to be with you and you only. I know it may sound crazy to you. Hell, it sounds crazy to me and I'm the one saying it, but I love you. I want you to take me to bed tonight and make love to me, screw me, or just plain fuck me until I walk bow-legged. I don't care. I want to be whatever you want or need me to be. I'll be your lover, your slut, the mother of your children or whatever else turns you on. I just want it to be with you." Mike sat there as a million thoughts and feelings ran through his mind. Here was the woman he'd cared for all his life offering herself to him ... yet he was hesitating. Did she actually feel that way towards him or was it just the emotions from the day? Did she truly want to make love or did she just want a "mercy fuck" to help realize what a fantastic woman she was? And what about this "baby" stuff? He hadn't had the opportunity recently to think about a long-term relationship much less children. He needed time to think ... "Cin, I have to admit what you've just said has floored me and if it was at any other time I'd be jumping your bones right now in that rack, but sitting here in the middle of the harbor probably isn't the best time or place for this. Why don't you get dressed and come top-side and help be get the sails up on this beauty and then we'll talk some more." For the briefest of moments Cindy felt as if she'd been rejected for a second time that day but quickly realized that Mike would never do anything to hurt her and that he was right about getting the boat safely out of the harbor. Reluctantly she released her hold on him so he could go up on deck to get the boat moving while she dressed. When she came topside she was wearing a pair of "Daisy Duke's" and a T-shirt of Mike's that she had tied in a knot directly under her breasts. Mike could tell that she didn't have anything on underneath as she moved about the deck helping him raise the sail and head down along the coastline. The rest of the day slipped by quickly as they worked together sailing the boat South until they saw the lights of Key West before them late in the evening. Then by mutual decision they dropped anchor off of one of the local beaches and enjoyed a dinner together. Nothing had been said about the events of earlier in the day though it was never far from their thoughts until after dinner when Cindy stood up and stripped off her clothes as if it were the most natural thing I the world. "I think I'm going to take a swim before bed. Want to join me?" Mike never had a chance to reply before Cindy did a perfect dive into the ocean, disappearing from his view. Instantly he felt an emptiness because she wasn't with him and realized that any questions or doubts he had had been answered a long time ago in a little hotel room back home. He loved her like no other woman he'd ever known and wanted exactly what she did; to love each other, to commit to each other and to have children together. Stripping his own clothes off, he stood at the rail and saw her treading water a short way from the boat before diving in so that he came up beside her. When he surfaced he wrapped his arms around her and whispered only one word, "yes" as he kissed her passionately. Wrapping her arms around him she returned the kiss as their tongues began a battle known to lovers around the world. Their bodies rubbed against each other resulting in all the right responses as they kissed until Cindy pulled away, a seductive look on her face. "I think it's time we went back to the boat, don't you?" "I think that's a very good idea, sweetheart." "Mmmmm, I like the sound of that. It's the first time you've called me 'sweetheart' and I can feel goosebumps from hearing it." "Let's get back to the boat. I have a lot of other things I want to call you but not out here." Quickly they swam back to the boat and Mike was again treated to the sight of Cindy's naked body as she climbed up the ladder and over the side. Yet when he pulled himself onboard she was nowhere to be seen. "Cin?" "I'm down here. Give me a second," she called from the cabin. It felt like years to Mike as he waited before he heard her call from below, "OK, you can come down." Mike entered the cabin to find the lights dimmed and candles lit. Cindy was lying on the bed wrapped in part of the lace from her Wedding gown with a "come hither" look that only a blind man could miss. "I forgot to bring a nightgown along so I figured this would work. What do you think?" The lace did nothing to hide everything. Mike could easily see Cindy's breasts moving under the material and watched as her nipples hardened as she looked at him. Her tan provided a continuous golden color under the lace until it ended just below her navel. Below that she had again put on her garter, nylons and heels and was using the heels to brace her legs open to reveal the center of her womanhood. Moving towards her, Mike climbed on the bed next to her. Her smile seemed to make everything in the cabin fade as she pulled him down and kissed him passionately, her tongue again battling with his. Pulling away, Mike reached for his pants and pulled the box that Cindy had given him earlier from his pocket and gave it back to her. A curious look crossed her face as she lay there. "Open it," Mike whispered. Slowly Cindy did and then looked back at him, "Where ...?" "I threw it overboard. I don't think you'll need it on this trip or any other time for the rest of our lives together," he whispered before leaning forward and kissing her again. Instinctively, he cupped her breast and massaged the nipple between his index finger and thumb causing it to grow and harden. Slowly he kissed her lips, her earlobes, and neck as he moved down to her breasts, teasing her by kissing every inch before descending on her lust engorged nipple and sucking it into his mouth. "Ohhhh, god ..." Cindy moaned. "That's it darling suck my nipple. It feels soo good. Mmmmm ... suck on it harder. Now bite it a little bit. Ahhhhh ... my god, that's sending shivers all over my body. Use your teeth to pull on the nipple. That's it ... pull it more ... yesssssss ... now let it pop back. Aggghhhhhh." Without waiting, Mike leaned over and began to kiss and suck on Cindy's other breast resulting in the same reaction while she reached down and wrapped her hand around his hardening cock and began to stroke it. Using her other hand she guided Mike's free hand to her pussy. "Rub me, sweetheart. Feel how wet you've gotten me. Play with my clit and then slip your finger inside of me so you can finger-fuck me." The aroma of Cindy's arousal soon filled the cabin and seemed to overwhelm Mike as he traveled further downwards to get his first close-up look of her nether region. Her lips were engorged with blood giving them a deep red color and causing them to swell until they looked like a set of pouty lips waiting to be kissed while her pussy juices flowed from between them coating Mike's finger and her inner thighs. Above it all Mike could still see her stiffened clit peaking out from under its hood. Slowly, he began to run his thumb up and down the slit, watching Cindy's reaction each time he slid over her love button. Quickly her hips began to thrust up against his finger searching for more stimulation as her breathing became irregular. Instantly, he slid a second finger deep into her pussy. "Yessssss," she hissed. "That's it, Mike. Finger-fuck me. Rub my wet pussy. Finger my clit. Ohhhhh .... You're going to make me cum," she gasped. Looking up Mike could see her eyes closed tightly as the sensations spread throughout her body. Gently he leaned forward until his mouth almost touched the lips of her pussy and blew lightly onto her clit. The results were instant as her muscles tighten and her love canal clamped down on his fingers as she surged into her orgasm and a scream burst from her, "CCCUUUMMMMIIIINNNNGGGG." Mike continued to blow lightly across her clit sending her over the edge of orgasmic bliss again and again until she collapsed. "Oh ... my ... god. I've ... never ... had ... that ... happen ... before. What ... did ... you ... do ... to ... me?" she gasped as she lay on the bed. "I'm only trying to bring you the joy you deserve, sweetheart" he answered as he crawled up next to her. "My father told me along time ago that men fall into two categories when making love to a woman; fuckers and lovers. A fucker is only interested in his own satisfaction while a lover realizes that the more enjoyment he provides his partner the more enjoyment she will want to return to him." "Mmmmm, I like that, especially since he was right," she replied as she slowly sat up. "Now it's my turn," she finished before pivoting round and plunging her mouth down onto his cock. Never hesitating she swallowed it completely, taking it all the way to the root while her tongue played with the shaft. Mike had never felt anything so intense in his life as Cindy lifted her head, dragging her teeth along his cock until just the head was left in her mouth and then surge back down taking the length in one fluid movement. Cindy felt Mike's cock growing in her mouth and knew that he was getting closer and closer to cumming, but she had other ideas as to where she wanted him to cum this first time. Without missing a beat she threw a leg over Mike's head, positioning her dripping pussy directly above is face. He didn't hesitate. Grabbing Cindy's around the waist Mike used his hand to spread her pussy lips as he pulled her down to his mouth, burying his tongue deep in her. His tongue twisted and twirled across her slit covering it with his saliva and her juices until he reached her clit and sucked it into his mouth. He felt Cindy shiver as the sensations coursed throughout her body and little moans escaped from her cock filled mouth until she pulled away, "Ohhhh ... you're doing me so fucking good. Just a little more, just like that ... yes, yes, ahhhhhHHHHH!!" Her pussy juices flowed from her into Mike's waiting mouth. Nothing had ever tasted so good, he thought. Cindy knew that now was the time for her and Mike to do "it" right as she lifted herself from his face and turned around to sit on his lap, straddling him. "I need your cock in me NOW. I need to feel you bury your cock deep in me and fill me. I'm going to slide that hard cock of yours all the way into my pussy until it hits the bottom and then I'm going to fuck you until you fill me with your cum," she murmured as she positioned the head of his cock at the entrance to her womanhood and slowly began lowering herself down onto him. "Damn, sweetie, you're bigger than I remembered," she sighed as she stopped to allow her body to become used to Mike's cock. "Mmmmmm, it feels so sexy to have you sliding up into me." The look of pleasure on Cindy's face was one that Mike would treasure forever. Cindy slid lower and lower, taking more and more of Mike's cock inside of her until they felt his cockhead press against her cervix. Cindy sat there motionless, her head thrown back, her hands resting on Mike's chest, but her pussy was anything but motionless as the muscles began to squeeze him from the outer entrance to the inner-most point trying to pull him even deeper. "I can feel you stretching every inch of me. I can feel the veins of your cock rubbing along the walls of my pussy and I can feel ... Ohhhhh ...," she whispered as she settled onto his lap and bit on her lower lip as she shuddered, "... your cockhead pressing against the opening to my womb. This is what I've wanted ... no, needed from all the lovers I've ever had ... but somehow I also knew that only you could ever give it to me." Mike saw her grimace as she held herself in place until he wrapped his hands around her waist and tried to lift her. "Noooo," Cindy sighed as she held herself in place. "I've never felt anything like this before. That first time we were together you barely got into me before it was over but you awoke something in me that night; a need ... a need that only you can fulfill. A need to feel you deep inside of me just like you are now; filling me, stretching me, possessing me, claiming me, burying your cock deep inside of me and pressing against my cervix. I can't explain it completely but one second it hurts and the next second it sends a thrill through me from head to toe." Almost imperceptibly, Cindy started to rock back and forth on his cock; a little at first but slowly increasing until Mike's cock was held inside by only her pussy lips and then she'd drive herself downwards, pressing Mike's cock against the entrance to her womb. "Fuck me, darling. Fill my pussy with your cock. Harder ... Harder ... Fuck me. Push your cock all the way inside me and ..." she stopped in mid-sentence as the pleasure/pain seared through her body and she sighed, "Yeeessss," as a small orgasm overtook her. "So good ... so good ... more ... more ... don't stop ... fuck me ... fuck my pussy," she chanted until with a final shiver she collapsed onto Mike's chest as she held his cock deep inside of her. Mike wrapped his arms around Cindy's back and held her there until she stirred. "Ohhhhh, I had no idea this would feel of good. I've only read about how some couples can get the man in this deep and that is exactly where I want you when you come, lover. I want you buried deep inside of me. I want you to pump your baby-making cum inside of me and coat my pussy. I want you to fill me so much it drips from my pussy and covers us. I want us to make a baby tonight, Mike. I want this to be the first night of the rest of your lives together," she whispered seductively. Then, ever so slowly she began to slide up and down his cock again, quickening the pace but making sure each time that he was as deep as possible inside of her. Mike quickly reached the point of no return. The muscles in Cindy's pussy clamped down on him like a vise, sucking and drawing his cum from his sack. "Cin ... I'm going to cum," he groaned. "I know baby. I can feel your cock growing inside of me. Just hold on a little longer. I want us to cum together ... just a little bit more ..." But Mike couldn't wait. Instead he grabbed Cindy's waist and pulled her down hard onto his cock as he felt his cum race up his cock and into Cindy's clutching pussy. "Ohhhh damn, your pussy feels like a velvety vise. I can feel it sucking me into you. Aaaaauuuugghhhhhhhh. I'm cumming Cin ... here it comes ... now ... pumping my load deep inside of you, sweetheart." Almost as an afterthought he settled his mouth on her breast and began sucking on her nipple. The combination of tit sucking and feeling Mike's hot load of cum filling her pushed Cindy over the edge, into orgasmic bliss. "Ooooohhhhh ... yesssss ... aaauugghhhh ... now ... deeper ... I can feel your cum filling me, honey. Pump your cream into me ... push that baby-making cock of yours deep inside of me ... Push it into me and knock me up," Cindy screamed. Cindy collapsed on Mike's body as her orgasm slowly subsided. Her hips still rising and falling slowly as she tried to prolong the pleasure they felt, until Mike placed his hand on her buttocks and held her in place. Locked as close as two lovers can be they rested in each other's arms, occasionally kissing in the afterglow of their passion until they fell asleep. The next morning Mike woke to the gentle rocking motion of the boat. The sun was shining through one of the portholes lighting up the room, but Cindy wasn't there; her place was empty. For a moment he wondered if it had all just been a dream, until he saw the lace from Cindy's Wedding gown lying on the floor. Rolling from the bed he called, "Cin? Sweetheart, where are you?" "Up here, baby, getting some sun." Mike took the stairs two at a time and found Cindy laying on her back on the hatch cover; nude, with her finger lightly stroking her pussy. A mischievous smile crossing his face as an idea quickly formed. Grabbing the cover he pulled it towards him and Cindy along with it until he was able to grab her legs and place them across his shoulders bringing her beautiful pussy directly to his mouth. "Mmmmm, breakfast" he laughed as he thrust his tongue inside of Cindy. Startled, Cindy let out a scream which quickly became a moan as Mike's tongue entered her. "Ohhhh, that feels so good. You can do this to me any time you want to, darling. That's it suck me ... suck my pussy ... lick it ...mmmmmm ... your tongue feels so damn good when you slide it across my clit like that ... that's right, lover, suck my clit ... Yeeeeesssssss ... shit ... you're going to make me cum already ... ooohhhh my god ... mmmmm ... yesssss ... don't stop ... keep licking me ... lick me ... lick me ... suck the juices from me ... bite my clit ... suck on it just like you sucked on my nipples ... grab it with your teeth and pull on it ... I'm cummingggggggg ... aaaaAAAAGGGGGAAAAIIIIINNNNNN," she wailed. Mike continued to lick gently up and down Cindy's slit until her orgasm passed before sweeping her up in his arms and carrying her back into the cabin and laying her on the bed. Cindy instantly rolled over onto her hands and knees and whispered over her shoulder, "Please fuck me, Mike ... fuck your lover ... fuck my wet, horny pussy ... fill me with your cum again ... Push your cock all the way inside of me until you're inside of me ... give me a baby ... give me OUR baby!" Hearing Cindy talk like this, Mike was more than happy to comply as he moved up behind her and slid his cook deep into her aroused pussy. "Ohhhhhh, that's it honey ... push it inside of me nice and hard ... harder, I'm not going to break ... fuck me ... fill my pussy with your cum ... fuck me ... fuck me ... I can't believe this is happening ... this is what I've dreamed and fantasized about ... to have us together and have your cock deep inside of me ... fuck me, Mike ... fuck me pussy ... shove it deep inside of me ... I feel so naughty ... yesterday I was supposed to get married to another man and today I'm fucking you ... but you feel so good inside of me ... I feel like such a wanton slut ... your slut, Mike ... only yours ... Ram that cock of yours into your slut and fill her with your cum ... give her your baby. Mike grabbed Cindy by her waist and began thrusting into her. Slowly withdrawing just as she had done to him the day before and then ramming into her until he felt himself press against her cervix. Mike knew that they wouldn't last long from the way the Cindy's pussy muscles were clamping down on him, so at the last moment he leaned forward and whispered into her ear as he tapped her clit with his finger. "Will you marry me?" Cindy's response was instantaneous as she screamed, YYYYYEEEEEESSSSSsssss" as Mike's cum surged upwards through the opening in her cervix and into her womb, starting a new life for them and the child they had conceived. Later that day they went ashore. After explaining the situation to the local justice of the peace he helped them complete the paperwork and they were married. They spent the rest of their two weeks together sailing through the 'Keys' and making love every chance they had. Fate Had a Better Plan When they finally sailed back into the harbor, Mike's mom along with Cindy's parents were waiting at the dock. The first thing they saw was the remnants of Cindy's Wedding Gown hanging in the rigging and when the two mother's saw the glow on Cindy's face they instantly knew they had to start planning for a baby in the family. After Cindy and Mike had tied off the boat Cindy's father saw the wedding band on her finger and asked "What happened?" Cindy wrapped her arms around Mike and replied lovingly, "Fate had a better plan." ******************************************** Six weeks later Mike and Cindy were married in the same church that Cindy was originally going to be married in. Afterwards her father approached Mike and whispered, "It seems that fate did have a better idea but this might help with your new lives and give some closure to my daughter," he said as he hugged him and slipped him a sealed envelope. "Open it when you and Cindy are alone." Mike forgot about the message and envelope almost immediately as he celebrated his marriage to the woman of his dreams. The following morning he told Cindy about what had happened as they lay naked in each other's arms. "So where's the envelope?" Cindy asked. Mike immediately got up, removed it from the pocket of his tuxedo and brought tit back to bed. Neither was sure what to do as they stared at it until Cindy grabbed it and ripped the end open and spilled the contents out. A letter and a newspaper clipping along with what appeared to be a check fluttered onto the bed. Immediately, Cindy grabbed to letter and began to read, Cindy, I realize this won't take away the pain that Eric caused you but maybe it will help to find some good in it. Love, Dad PS: Thank your cousin, Janice the next time you see her. Cindy quickly picked up the newspaper article and read it to Mike. CON-MAN CAUGHT IN "LOVE 'EM AND LEAVE 'EM" FRAUD Eric Campbell was taken into custody this past Saturday in what the police are calling a "Love 'Em and Leave 'Em" fraud case. It was reported that Mr. Campbell along with his supposed wife, Rebecca Colins, have been under investigation for multiple cases of fraud related to a marriage scam. He was taken into custody after a family member from a previous "bride" recognized him leaving the side door of St. John's Church and reported it to the police. When taken into custody he was preparing to leave the area after receiving money from his sixth "almost bride". Upon contacting the District Attorney's Office this reporter was told by a very good source that Mr. Campbell will be charged with six counts to fraud each carrying a sentence of 5 -10 years. It was also disclosed that DA's office would be requesting that the sentences be served consecutively. No charges were mentioned regarding Ms. Colins though she is being kept in custody and is scheduled for a hearing later this week. Cindy dropped the article and buried her head against Mike's shoulder as she began to cry whispering, "They got him," over and over. It wasn't until much later that they remembered the check and found it buried in the sheets. The corner was slightly moist and they laughed as they teased each other about whether it was tears, sweat or from the copious amount to their combined juices that were dripping from Cindy. The check was for 20,000 dollars, the exact amount that Eric had taken from Cindy and the exact amount they had figured it would take to put a down payment on their new home. In the bottom corner Cindy noticed a small note: Fate Had a Better Plan.