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CHAPTER 22: THE WEDDING CEREMONY

The next day was wondrous. Like a weight had been lift from me I felt like I nearly floated through the day. Like a cloak of uncertainty and impossible expectations was pulled off, I saw my future on this world with new focus and wonder, challenges, but also opportunities. And I saw that the friends I can make here can make this life full of peace, love with others to depend on. I was shedding the ‘Lara Croft’ image and associate pressure I had been putting on myself. If/when I needed to be, I would be a warrior. That was my training and the reason for being for much of my life. I had even moved up to qualify as a Predator warrior. But that didn’t need to define my very being. Not anymore. Not here.

But the day after my revelation and decision to commit myself as b**st’s mate was much more than that realization. This day was pure. It was b**st and I for most all of the day. Like two young lovers flush with the emotion and security of their recommitted love for each other. But that’s getting ahead of myself.

The day started like most at the lagoon. I had a wonderfully long sleep from just at sunset to sunrise the next day. I carefully slid out from under b**st, took care of my personal duties and headed for the lagoon and my morning ritual swim to the other side and my pensive time in front of the ocean. The swim was refreshing and energizing. The feel of the water on my naked body was again invigorating and sensual at the same time. On the other side I climbed out and checked the beach. b**st was up. I sat and looked out over the ocean but my mind was close to home. My attention was focused on the days to come. I wanted the ceremony to be soon and if it was to be like I wanted it, there would be a lot of work to pull everything together. At times I feel a little silly; I am committing myself to an a****l, not being given away by my father at the church. But that a****l isn’t just an a****l, it was b**st and the ceremony was indicative of that feeling. As my life has evolved since leaving Earth with the Predators, he has become as much to me as if he were a human male. The lines of species interacting are so blurred now on this world. We interact and relate as evidenced by our friends.

But despite the need for planning and preparation for the event that was meaning much more to me than to b**st, my thoughts and emotions this morning were not on the ceremony, they were simply on b**st. So, I stood, turned and looked toward the beach. I found him ambling back from the waterfalls pool where he undoubtedly went for a drink. I waved my arms wildly at him and he raised his head in recognition. I carefully stepped over the rocks to the lagoon edge and dove in. Again, coming to the surface and starting into strong, even strokes, reaching the beach without stopping and trotting up to b**st and stopping five feet in front of him. Isn’t this a strange reaction? Since being left on this planet, I have almost constantly been naked, reveling in the warm, tropical environment. But, as I stand here in front of him, naked, dripping with water, I am extremely conscious of my nudity. I feel myself blushing and warming as the blood rushes into my face and chest. I feel a little shy, even. But I also know it isn’t just blush that I feel, my body is wanting and it is preparing itself with or without my intention to act. But I do intend to act and that is the little girl shyness creeping into my reaction facing him.

I walk up to him smiling; I hold his head up to mine and kiss his mouth. He opens his and I slip my tongue inside. And my mind is firing electrical charges and sending little shocks to all the right spots in my body. Just some kisses, sharing tongues. My breasts are flushed and my nipples are hard little nubs. My abdomen is tight with anticipation and my cunt is getting wet, my lips slippery and slightly parting as I open my legs to embrace him, wrapping my arms around his head and holding him to my shoulder. I shudder involuntarily and I squeeze him more, tighter, and gasp with the full sensation of just these kisses and holding. I am on fire and I can’t help it, don’t want to help it, I just want it.

Holding him I whisper, “Will you take your wanton mate and make me scream with pleasure?”

He separates slightly and looks at me, nodding. ‘Lay down.’

And I do and I spread my legs for him, opening myself to him. Displaying my need for him. Exposing what I am at that moment, a mate in need. He lays down himself between my spread legs and places his mouth and tongue over my cunt. I groan immediately and shiver, again. I raise my knees and pull them towards my chest and spread them for him. For even better and complete availability to my cunt. I am desperate for him, his tongue. His big, long, raspy tongue that will cover me from asshole over my cunt lips, over my clit and onto my mound with his long swiping licks. During only his fourth lick the tip of his tongue pushes between my lips and just enters me and as he pulls his tongue up through the surface, pulls the hood up exposing my clit. As his tongue pulls up and the surface slides along my clit, I shudder harder at the long, extended stimulation of this very sensitive nub. And as the tip finally reaches my clit, he flicks the tip and swipes it hard causing me to groan and push my groin up into his mouth more. And he is relentless. More and more of the same and then … somehow … he pushes more of his tongue into me! How … who cares … and it goes in and out … and then up my slit, finding my nub, again, and he pushes hard against it. I cum! I raise my hips more and push against him and I cum and cry out my release. My leg muscles are shaking, twitching. I can feel my cunt opening and clenching on nothing but a need to clench around something and draw even more satisfaction and pleasure. Then my grip fails and my feet fall to the sand and my knees fall to the sides. I am coming down from this amazing orgasm, but b**st doesn’t stop. He continues licking, pushing with the tip, probing between my lips and that now ultra-sensitive nub that is sending electrical jolts to my nipples, into the crevices of my cunt, down to me toes which curl as another orgasm takes hold before the first is completely past. My hips are a foot off the sand. Arched with pressure on my feet and shoulders. My ears hear a sound but it seems far away. It’s not. It’s me, screaming my release now! Begging b**st, pleading with him. To stop. To never stop. My body is racked with both tension and release. And still he continues … I can’t take any more … I can’t live without more … I need more … I’ll come apart at the seam if he doesn’t stop … no, never stop this feeling! But I collapse. No matter what my mind might want or not want during each split second of comprehension, my body finally gave up. b**st backed away and watched as my body just shook from one orgasm to another. Without any further stimulation my body just continued to feed itself now, my legs twitching uncontrollably, my abdominals quivering, my cunt opening and closing like it was trying to catch its own breath. My breasts and chest rising and falling with my ragged breathing, gasping for air to feed my convulsing body.

b**st came up to me and licked my breast, but I just grabbed his head and held him tight. Any touch to any of my zones just sent me into more spasms.

b**st looked down at me and licked my face. ‘You okay, Alexa?’

“God, NO! My God, b**st. You took me to heaven. I swear I could see the most amazing things in my mind! I have never felt anything like that. Promise me, please, you’ll try to do that to me, again. But not today. I think my heart might stop if I had any more like that. It was amazing. Thank you, thank you, thank you.”

I tried rolling over to get up, but my body said no. “I think I’ll just lay here for a little while. Okay?”

He lay down next to me and I spooned into him. Without intending to, I fell asleep.

I awoke hours later to no b**st next to me. I stretched and felt sore muscles. My tension during the orgasms apparently was enough to really work my body. Mmmmmmmm, now that’s an exercise program I could stick to. I could make a mint on the infomercial circuit, “Alexa’s b**stly workout. Orgasm your way to a trimmer body.” Of course, I would have to be some place with TV’s and 24-hour cable channels. Well, why would I need to be rich here?

I sat up and looked for b**st but couldn’t find him. Because he was right behind me. Watching me closely. ‘Still better than okay?’

I reacted with a start. “Don’t sneak up on me like that.”

‘I was just sitting here.’

“Yes, I am a little sore which is interesting, but I feel magnificent. But I feel like I have sand in every possible crevice and my hair. Will you join me at the falls pool? I want to clean up before round two. Or was that one and two and coming up is three?”

‘We’re counting now?’

“Smart guy. Come on, after I get cleaned up, I want that log between your legs.”

‘No need to be crude.’

“Yeah, well, that doesn’t have to go inside you. If it did, you might call it a log, too.” I laughed and took off running down the beach to the falls pool. He beat there, of course.

The rest of the day pretty much continued along that way. We stayed at the pool and crawled into it in-between fucking and resting. The resting sessions became longer and we stayed right in the pool. Several times we both dozed as we lay at the edge of the pool, cooling and soothing our battered bodies. I have never cum so much in one day and I never would have guessed that b**st could cum as often as he did.

I finally confessed that I had enough and would not be able to walk properly for a while. The cool water of the pool felt wonderful on my poor, abused cunt. b**st wasn’t making any quick movements, either, which provided me with a little satisfaction that perhaps he was feeling the effects our loving making as much as I was. I swear I was going to have cum leaking from me for days.

That night when we pulled ourselves from the soothing, swirling waters near the falls, it was again near sunset. This time, though, despite the fatigue of our marathon mating sessions, I was stimulated to talk about the coming days and the pending ceremony. I looked up into the early night sky and saw the nearly full moon. “b**st, I want our ceremony in a few days, let’s say three days’ time. The moon will be full for that night. That would be nice. A full moon’s light to encourage evening activity.” He just groaned. “Come on. In three days, you’ll be feeling fine, again. In fact, I don’t want to mate anymore until after the ceremony. I want the ceremony night to be special. With both of us wanting our first fuck as committed mates to be driven by desire and need for each other.”

‘What is this ceremony going to be? What needs to be done?’

“There will be a lot to be done but I think it will be mostly me. I’ll need to start tomorrow, if I can walk by then.” I laughed and poked him with my elbow as I was leaned up against him. “Today was wonderful. Your ability to keep pleasing me was beyond words. Thank you, b**st.”

‘My pleasure, Alexa. I must say that I surprised myself. But, it’s not really me. A wet noodle would get hard around you.’

“Whoa, obscene jokes now?”

The next day started with planning. I had a vague idea of what I wanted. And, yes, a wedding is all about the bride, not the groom. And this was no different. b**st and I talked but I was the one with the plans and the opposable thumbs to carry it out. The first order of business was to make sure Gongon and Landda could attend. Which brought up the whole issue of the ceremony being held at the lagoon and letting anyone know about it and into our secure space. We talked about it again, trying to find a real reason why we couldn’t trust them with our secret place. We decided we would need to start being more open with our surroundings and they were the best ones to start with. We already had a deep and respectful relationship and the young ones were always a joy for us. We couldn’t think of any reason, good or otherwise, not to bring them into our confidence.

We approached them about the ceremony and they were as confused as b**st was about what it was supposed to represent. But they agreed and even seemed excited, just as b**st was when confronted with my excitement and emotional tie to the idea. We made sure they understood where they should meet us on that day and we would lead them to our home. Also reinforcing that we had taken great pains to ensure our privacy and safety and although they would now be welcome there, we wanted our location to remain private. They indicated their understanding and assured us that if they were alone they would also want more security.

I had a pretty good idea what I wanted. Decorations and food that everyone would be able to eat which was quite a range given b**st’s meat only diet and the gorillas being largely non-meat. But I needed flowers, lots of flowers of all sizes. So as much as b**st could care less about flowers, that was going to be one of his responsibilities. He needed to find sources of flowers nearby so I could harvest them the day before. I was still debating about what to wear, if anything. I was never married on Earth. Probably never have another of my own. So, I wanted to at least consider the traditional things of a bride at her wedding. But a slut wearing white at her wedding might be a bit much. Not to mention finding the fabric. Nothing the Predators left was suitable. Naked might be more fitting. I was still debating. Luckily, there were only two days to debate.

Much of the next two days were a blur. The days always started with our routine, including my swim, but I was busy with the preparations and part of that was intended to be a surprise for others including b**st. So, I had him chasing after various things so I knew exactly where I needed to go to get what I needed. The hut became my spot for those days of preparation. b**st was told to stay out so I could work and get everything ready. He was great. He found me sources of flowers, wide variety and helped me carry them back as I selected what I needed. He was sure I had lost my mind with the mass of flowers I was collecting. And the time I spent in the hut.

When the day came, I was a wreck. It even surprised me how seriously I was taking this ceremony. But I wanted it perfect. This was the rest of my life. A commitment that I felt would be signifying my existence going forward. Our gorilla friends were to arrive at the rendezvous spot at mid-afternoon. Knowing that would be imprecise gaging by the sun. I let b**st out through the tunnel early and made sure he could close the door when they all entered the tunnel. We would just leave the door open and b**st would watch it and for the arrival of our friends. I had things to do and I wanted the finishing touches to be ready when they came. I ran down to the falls and quickly used the root to wash my hair so the sun could dry it out. But slightly wet would help for what I had in mind. I walked quickly back to the hut and put things into place. Between four trees I strung a crisscross of flowers tied into rope to create a canopy of flowers we would all stand under. Then I got the dyes I had found (thankfully, also washable). I began coloring my legs with designs in white, yellow and red. Not totally painted, just designs. Then the same over my breasts, just above my crotch, and the tops of my arms which was awkward for doing my right arm. I applied just a little to my face. Then, as that dried, I wove flowers into my hair. With my hair now down to the middle of my back, I was able to put in a lot of flowers and it gave the illusion of a flowery veil. On top of my head I had a wreath with flowers strung around and longer strings hanging behind.

I had just arranged the wreath and was pleased, nervous, and anxious. Standing looking at myself in the only mirror the Predators had left. I was happy. I hoped b**st would like it.

Then … I heard them outside coming down from the tunnel. Actually, I heard the young ones squealing. I even heard Landda’s gasp and expression of wonder as she must have seen the flower canopy. I took a deep breath and did that stupid thing. It has been years since I wore a dress, but I still stood there before stepping out of the hut and ran my hands down my body like I was adjusting and smoothing my dress. I felt my hands on my skin instead and just smiled. And, I stepped out of the hut to greet b**st and our friends with my arms full of flowers.

When I stepped out, they all looked when the young ones pointed excitedly at me. Even b**st took in a sharp intake of breath. When I heard in my head, ‘Alexa! WOW.’ I was so happy and my face broke into the widest smile possible. The young came over and gently touched my painted body. I walked to the table I moved outside from the hut and laid out the flowers I was carrying. They were arranged and tied flowers to be worn by everyone. I took a shawl of flowers and d****d them over b**st’s shoulders. I then took a large wreath and took it over to Landda who instinctively knew and lowered her head for me to place it on like mine. I then placed a shawl of flowers around Gongon’s shoulders. That left the two little ones who were watching all this in wonder. I took the two remaining wreaths and placed one on each of their heads. Everyone looked at each other and were quiet. This was perfect. I then went to each one of them and gave each a hug and a kiss. Landda, Gongon, the two little ones.

I stood after kneeling down for the little ones and faced b**st. In my head I heard, ‘Alexa, now I understand.’

‘Understand what, b**st?’

‘The ceremony. Why it is so important to you. You are beautiful. You always were, but you did this for me, for us, to celebrate us. I understand why you use a ceremony. To celebrate our commitment.’

‘Yes, b**st. Are you pleased?’

‘Yes, more than I could have imagined.’

‘Thank you, b**st.’

I walked up to him and kissed his face. I then turned to our friends. The young were wide eyed and standing quietly in front of their parents. I looked at their parents and was pleased. They had quiet and soft expressions. As I looked to them and then again at b**st, I got nervous, again. We didn’t have a minister or official to lead the ceremony. I was going to have to perform dual roles of officiating and bride.

I reached out to Gongon and Landda and pulled them under the canopy with b**st and I. The young followed closely. They stood to our side as b**st and I faced each other. I took his face in my hands and kissed him on the forehead, on the snout, and on the mouth. He then licked my mouth. I turned to our friends while keeping a hand on b**st’s neck.

“I know this ceremony is unfamiliar to you. It is to b**st, also. This is a ritual among my kind when a male and female come together and pledge their commitment to each other. It is a commitment declared in public in front of others that they can witness and affirm the declared union of the two. I know that among your kind, as among b**st’s kind, a mate is just selected. b**st and I have already made our selection the way his kind would do it. He has agreed to now use this ritual to recognize the way my kind would formalize the union.”

I look at each of them in turn and smile, “Our friends, you who are our best friends, who have welcomed us into your lives and allowed us to share in your family, thank you for coming here today to help us in our celebration of declaring our acceptance of each other as mates. You four have shown us the hope we needed for the potential of our lives here on this land. We came here not knowing what to expect or how we might live. We found much conflict. We have both been injured in these conflicts. But finding you four, being welcomed by you four, being accepted equally by you four has given us new resolve for making our life here better and more universal so our presence isn’t just about our survival but working in harmony with others, and other species, on this land to provide the best for all.”

I turn to face b**st and take his head in my hands. I kiss him on the mouth and he licks mine. I smile at him. “Thank you, b**st. Thank you for being willing to save me so long ago on that distant place. Thank you for saving me, again, when I was attacked before we came here. Thank you for saving me here, protecting me, watching over me, keeping me safe, for being gentle when I needed you to be, for giving me a security even when I sleep. Thank you for listening to me, for guiding me, for giving me your wise and necessary input in what we do and plan, and for giving me argument when I need it. Thank you for loving me, even if that isn’t a word you have, thank you for giving it to me. Mostly, with all of that, thank you for picking me for your mate.” I kiss him, again.

I start to turn, but I hear, ‘Wait, Alexa. Can I also say something?’

‘To all of us or just me?’

‘All. Can you repeat?’

Continuing to look into b**st’s eyes, I say to our friends, “b**st would also like to add his words. I will repeat them for you.”

‘Alexa, thank you. This is not the way for my kind, as you have recognized. Thank you for accepting and adjusting to our many different ways. You have thanked me for allowing this ceremony of yours, but you have made all this possible, Alexa. Before any of this was planned or considered you had already accepted with your open heart and love being my mate. You accepted my way. Now I accept your way. All the things you thanked me for also apply to you. You protected me on that distant place, also. You insisted that I come with you. You accepted me without fear of yourself. You saved me here against the dogs. Your companionship fills my active time and my quiet time. Feeling you against me when we sleep, makes me feel secure. I don’t know your “love”, but if “love” is not feeling like living if you are not with me, then I love you.’

I repeated all of that but with great difficulty. Once again, tears flowed down my cheeks as he concluded. I looked at our friends and smiled. “Sorry, I am a little emotional right now.”

Landda softly said, “Alexa, b**st that was beautiful. I feel a funny feeling, also.”

I turned back to b**st, “b**st, you are my protector, my security, the one I can always rely on when I need it. I love you. I want you and me to always be together. b**st, will you be my mate?”

‘YES, Alexa’ was his immediate reply. ‘Alexa, for all the reasons we have identified to each other, will you be my mate?’

“YES, b**st! Yes, I will be your mate!” I kissed him, again. But this time deeper, I took his tongue, sucked it and then gave him mine. I stroked the sides of his head as I did. I broke the kiss a little embarrassed and apologize to our friends, “I can get a little carried away with him.”

I then walked to Gongon and hugged and kissed him on the mouth. Then Landda got an especially tight and full embrace and kiss. As she looked down at me, I looked up to her eyes and we sought each other out. I smiled and touched her breast and leaned into her again and whispered, “Another time, Landda, I want to try you.”

Before I would let her see my reaction or see hers, I knelt down and hugged their little male and picked up his sibling. I walked over to b**st and turned, “Thank you, friends.”

Landda went over to b**st and hugged him. She then raised his head and lowered hers to him. I watched to see what she was intending. Following the actions I used on b**st, she gave him a kiss on the mouth. A first between them. He stepped in and put his head against her.

The young, perhaps sensing an ending, started fussing. I knelt down to them and asked what they needed. They thought they would have to leave now. I opened my arms to them and they came into me and we hugged. I took a hand of each and walked them to their parents. “Landda, Gongon, we have food for celebrating our union. This is a secure and safe place. We would like it very much if you would spend the night with us here. Your young have lots of room to play and run without danger.”

Landda and Gongon shared a quick look and Gongon answered, “Thank you, Alexa, we would like that very much. It is not a bother for us to be here?”

“None. We already talked about it. It would please us very much. You are our closest friends.”

Later, with the young chasing b**st through the shallow water, I noticed Gongon and Landda sharing a discussion. Soon after Landda came to me. “Alexa, this is a wonderful location. How did you find it?”

“We were lucky when we came, we ended up right here. We just decided to stay.”

“And that moving wall at the outside? What is that? And those thing on the cave walls that make light? And your weapons we have never seen by the people?”

I hesitated. Unsure how to proceed. I had just talked about them being our best friends whom we trusted. Do I share the truth or not? “Landda, there are some things that I cannot explain just yet. Can you trust us to have our mysteries for a while?”

“Yes, Alexa. When you are able, you will tell us. Being alone, you need to be safe. We have our clan.”

The rest of the afternoon and early evening was spent talking, eating, enjoy each other’s company and continued congratulations for b**st and I. All this made me exceedingly happy and I could tell that b**st was enjoying the specialness of the time. Even if he wouldn’t openly admit it. I finally asked Landda what I should have long before, “Landda, I am so embarrassed that I haven’t asked you before, but what are your young’s names?”

She looked around for them and spotted b**st darting around some foliage and figured they would be near him somewhere. Finally finding them, she pointed to them, “She is Landdi, after me, and he is Gongin, after his father.”

“Well, that makes it easy. They sure do like b**st.”

“Does he mind them? He plays with them so well, but does he mind?”

“No. He is like me, Landda. We are both separated from our kind. We only have each other which perhaps makes our bond even closer. Neither of us can have young of our own.”

Soon Landdi was wailing. She was far behind the other two and clearly tired. Landda started to rise and I stopped her. “Do you mind if I take her?” She didn’t of course and I walked down the beach, still with some flowers stuck in my hair and dye on my body. She saw me coming and got back to her feet and walked toward me, holding her long arms up. I swept her up and twirled her around several times eliciting a squealing type sound from her. I looked back to see that Gongon had joined the other two in the chasing and I waved Landda to join us. I held Landdi up and rubbed our noses together which delighted her. When Landda reached us, I put Landdi on my hip and took Landda’s large hand which she looked puzzled by but I just started walking toward the falls and pool. She accepted my holding her hand and let me lead her. When we got to the pool, I sat down in the shallow water and pulled Landdi to me. She was clearly reluctant to get into the water but as I splashed some onto my legs and rubbed the dye off, she was interested. Soon she was occupied cleaning all the dye off my body. I encouraged Landda to sit on the other side in the water, took her hand, dipped it into the water and then placed it onto my breast. The dye there smeared. I smiled at her and she understood the invitation. She gently stroked and kneaded my breast and in the meanwhile also cleaning it. It felt wonderful. But soon, Landdi had run out of skin to clean and was attacking my other breast. Sensitive time over, playtime begins.

In retaliation I grabbed her and rolled over so we both got wet. She wiggled out of my arms and jumped to dry land and looked at me and then her mother. I splashed her and laughed. She looked at her mother, again, put a foot into the water and then jumped on me and started splashing. Soon Landda was splashing both of us and we started splashing her. Before long all three of us were wet. I just lay on my back in the shallow water. They looked at each other, then me, then they lay down, too. We started kicking our feet and legs and splashing everywhere. I looked above me and saw the guys were standing behind us watching. I got up and walked to b**st, hugged him deeply and whispered, “Thank you, my mate. This is a wonderful day for me.”

The young thought it was a great adventure to sleep in the hut so as the sun set, we moved them into the hut and onto the bunk. We waited until they were sound asleep and then the four of moved down the beach. Once Landda felt we were a good distance to keep from waking the youngsters, I explained about the tradition of the wedding night and that the male and female always made love the night of the wedding. “Of course, this isn’t new for b**st and I but would you mind if we still honor that tradition? But do so by including you both?”

Gongon replied, “We’d love it.”

“Wonderful. We’ll stay with our mates for the first time. Then switch mates.”

b**st had insisted that I bring the rope from the hut. I knew what he had in mind; I just didn’t know how he intended on accomplishing it. I walked over to him and leaned into his ear, “You ready to fuck Landda, again, tonight?”

‘Hell, yes. Since we’ve started interacting with them, that female has been eager.’

“First, you have to do me. What are we doing with the rope?”

‘Spread the rope on the sand.’

I did and he lined it up and lay down on top it and rolled onto his back. ‘Come and get me, my female.’

I laughed and straddled his groin and slowly sank down, rubbing myself up and down on his body. Going up to his head and kissing his mouth, then down his body and bumping into his sheath with my crotch. Back and forth when I felt his cock sticking out of his sheath. I wiggled my bottom against the protruding cock and made it grow more, trying to line up my hole with his member. When I felt him just enter me, I paused and rotated on his cock. I could feel him growing inside me and I pushed back further. My breathing was already catching in my throat and the sighs were coming more frequently. I pushed back again and felt I almost had all of him. I rock back and forth on him. Then I started to rock forward until he was barely still inside me and I then slammed back onto him. I felt his sheath against my lips. I was waiting for his knot to form and come out of the sheath. Five more times and I felt it. Bumping into the outside of my lips. I lay on his chest and said, “b**st, I want your knot. This might be awkward, but I am going to get it inside me.”

I pushed back and took him deep and then ground my lips and cunt onto him. Each time his knot opened me a little more. I could feel getting stretch more and more. This time, I thought. And when I pushed back, b**st rotated his hips up to meet me and his knot popped into me and I moaned deeply and loudly. I stopped and allowed myself to adjust. Then I rocked a couple times to be sure we were good. I then asked him, “Now what?”

‘I will roll to one side, you grab the rope, then the other side. Once you have both, you can work to get tight to me. Then, it is me.’

That’s what we did. On the rolling to one side I caught sight of our friends who were going at it frantically with her on top, again. Her hands were planted on his massive chest and she was driving her pelvis onto his cock like a piston.

But I had my own thing to concern myself with. I had the rope and I had maneuvered myself back and forth, tightening my grip on the rope until I was tight to b**st’s chest. He rolled left and I got my leg around him and he rolled right and I got the other one around him. Then he rolled onto his knees and jerked up and almost passed out. I jerked up to clasp my legs but I forgot his knot was in me and the initial action pushed him so far into me that I thought he pierced my cervix and then I was afraid his knot was going to tear out of me and turn my cunt inside out. But he was up and I was on tight, my cunt, my legs and ankles, and my hands around the rope. Once standing, I heard Landda exclaim to Gongon. I smiled at her. I didn’t know if she could see with only the full moon light but I wanted to reassure her so I said, “It’s okay, Landda. This is only the second time we’ve tried this but I am safe.”

With that b**st started walking in circles. Then he trotted around the area. He stopped and I was panting heavily and moaning my pleasure. I had already had one small orgasm. Small only because he stopped right as it was peaking. I said, “I am good, b**st. I have a tight hold. God knows I’m stuck to your cock with that magnificent knot. Do what you want. Give me the ride of my life. Make me love and worship you cock forever. Give me the ride that will define me as your bitch for the rest of our lives.”

He started out at a walk down the beach, then went into a trot. Oh my, a trot pushes his cock deeper and gently moves me around on his cock and knot. So nice. But that didn’t last long, he started into a run, maybe a jog and that started slamming him into me or me onto him. Whatever, there was a lot of slamming going on. Penetration was deep and I felt him on my cunt walls and pulling my lips out. But, when he went into a full out run … oooooh, shittttttt … his cock and knot hit my cunt as never before. For a moment we were just in the air gliding and then, bang, we landed and my cunt felt him in total. Deep, the walls were being pushed out by the pressures of his movements. His knot went in and then threatened to want to pull right out of me. I was holding on for my sexual life. As much as my cunt was being hammered, and it was, if I lost my grip, I could be trampled by this monster of a dog.

Then he woke me from my concentration when he went out into the water and splashed water everywhere. Back onto the beach and towards our friends. My cunt was spasming and I was holding on for dear life as my body shook and went into convulsions of one the most powerful orgasms he has given me. Because my best, as it turns out, have all been with him. Suddenly he slows and comes to a halt. I feel him. He is totally rigid, like an iron rod inside me. His knot feels like a softball inside me. And I can feel every spurt of his cumming. The warm ropes of cum shoot out of that marvelous cock into my ravaged cunt. Oh, so much. Again, I wonder how he produces so much cum.

When he recovers, he walks back to Gongon and Landda. His knot is still holding us together and he is still leaking cum into me. I can feel our juices leaking out of me, down into by ass crack and finally dripping off me. I rock forward and feel my lips spreading to release his knot. I release my legs from around him and he literally pops out of me. I let go of the rope and collapse to the sand.

The thing I remember is the feeling of water. I look up to see b**st lying next to me in the pool. He says, ‘Gongon carried you here. I thought the cool water would be good for you.’

“Thank you. Where are they?”

Gongon, “Right here. We were concerned.”

“Nothing to be concerned about. My mate has a way of overwhelming my senses. How was your mating?”

Landda did her gorilla laugh, “Wonderful! But Alexa you are a wicked female. We have such wonderful and frequent matings since we met you.”

Laughing, “Glad to hear it. Okay, switching mates!”

I walked up to Gongon. “I have been thinking about you and that cock. Just stand there.”

I knelt in front of him and took his cock into my hand and directly into my mouth. He gasped and moaned. I sucked and licked until he was hard. “Now, lift me up and slowly lower me onto your cock.”

It was easy for him. He was so big and strong and I was so little, relatively. He held me under my arms and lowered me. I used my hands to guide him in as we got close. Once in position and barely inside, I said, “Now, hold on but drop me.” He did and I sank right down to his root. Impaled completely on one stroke. I screamed and hugged into him. Grabbing hair and pulling myself into his massive chest. Then he started raising me and dropping me. He had the idea now and was going without my direction. Which was good because my mind was quickly being overwhelmed again. Twice in one night! I felt him stiffen and slow. I scream at him not to stop. He raised me again and dropped me, over and over. I felt his cock stiffen and jerk inside me but he kept moving me, up and down. I felt his whole body arch and his cock start shoot great streams of cum inside me and still he kept raising and dropping me. And while he was still shooting inside me my orgasm hit. Hard. Like a freight train. He continued dropping me on his still rigid cock as my body convulsed and shuddered. My cunt clenching and releasing around his cock, making him groan more. My head went back and I stared at the moon. My eyes rolled back into my head in the second best orgasm of the night. I grabbed onto him and shook. I squeezed into him and he took pity on my poor cunt and stopped. Or maybe he took pity on his cock. I was whimpering, I heard the sound but wasn’t placing the source until Landda came up behind me and hugged the two of us. Me, pressed between our friends. Pressed between two gorillas. I felt her breasts pressed into my back and I wiggled back to her. She pressed in harder, enjoying the feeling against her breasts.

As Gongon’s cock softened and slipped out of me, my legs still wrapped around him, cum started running out of my gaping cunt. I was surprised by a tongue on my lips. Thinking b**st, but not raspy enough. It was Landda. She came back up and hugged again and said, “Another time, Alexa.”

* * * Part 23 will follow * * * Thanks for reading.