"So what do we do now?" Allie wonders as they stare out the window, gazing at Lake Tahoe. An hour has passed since they accepted their inevitable fate and decided to get married. When they left Des Moines yesterday, only Rosy thought they might be where they are right now.
Rosy's happy they're engaged, but her desire won't be complete until they actually say their vows. She's so close to her dream becoming reality, she doesn't want to wait any longer. Her intuition guides her words to help the others along.
"It's only two-thirty," she says. "Why don't we get dressed and go to that wedding chapel and see what it takes to get married?"
"We could do that," Jill says. "Now that we're engaged, we might as well get married."
"Yeah," Carla agrees, "I don't wanna wait till we get back home. Let's do it here."
It was easy talking about it in their room, but as they walk up to the chapel, the gravity of what they're about to do begins to sink in.
"Anyone want to change their mind?" Jill says before she opens the door.
"Nope," they all say.
Inside there's a waiting room where four couples sit, nervously holding hands as they await their turn at the alter. An older lady comes out of an office to greet them.
"Good afternoon, folks. I'm Bette. Can I help you?"
"Uh... yeah," says Jill, "we'd like to get married?"
"Certainly," she says, "can you wait just a second?"
She goes through a door with stained-glass windows, and ushers a happy couple out of the chapel. Congratulating them as they leave, she turns to one of the couples waiting. "Susan and Thomas, are you ready? Pastor Mark will see you now."
She takes them through the stained-glass door and comes out a minute later. "Thanks for your patience," she says. "Everyone wants to get married during Christmas week. We have to keep things moving along. Please come in the office."
The office has a store-like atmosphere, displaying everything from flower bouquets to wedding rings for sale. Bette sits them in front of her desk to begin the paperwork.
"So..." she starts, "which two of you are getting married?"
"We all are," Rosy says.
"Two ceremonies or one?"
"We want the same ceremony," says Jill.
"OK... who's marrying who?"
"Well, legally, I guess," Rosy says, "I'm marrying Jerry and Carla's marrying Allen. But in our hearts, we're all marrying each other. We'd like to say our vows together as if we're all four marrying each other. That not too weird, is it?"
"No, not all," Bette assures her, "people get married in all kinds of ways for all sorts of reasons. It's not for us to judge why or how you want to marry."
Actually, she doesn't really care. She's in business to sell marriage ceremonies she can. This is Nevada after all. If they've got the money, they'll be married, no questions asked.
"How soon can we be married?" Rosy asks.
"We're booked solid the next three days," Bette says. "The earliest I can get you in is Friday."
"That won't work," Jill says, "we'll be in Reno Friday. Maybe we'll have to get married in Reno."
Afraid she'll lose a sale, Bette says, "I can see if the minister will do you after the last ceremony today. Can you wait a few minutes?"
She comes back ten minutes later and asks them, "Can you be back here in two hours? Pastor Mark said he'd stay after hours to marry you, but there'll be a $50 overtime charge."
"We'll be here!" Rosy says before anyone can even think about it.
Back outside, in the winter wonderland of Lake Tahoe, Carla says to Rosy, "Can you believe it? We're all gonna be married!"
"I can believe it," Rosy says, "I told you before, this is our destiny."
"So..." Allie says, "we've got two hours to kill. Should we get dressed up for our wedding?"
"Do we need to?" Carla wonders. "Me and Rosy didn't bring anything that fancy to wear."
"Let's just go like we are," Jill says. "We can walk around the casino awhile, maybe get a bite to eat. There's supposed to be some shops under the casino floor."
Beneath the casino, they're surprised to see so many upscale shops. They walk by a ladies' bath and spa that catches the girls' eyes. A few doors down, there's a fancy dress shop that catches all their eyes. They just have to go in and look at all the expensive dresses on display.
"Oooo... look at this one, Allie-love," Carla says, "you'd look good wearing this dress."
"I like it," says Allie. "I'd love to try it on, but I better not, since I'm in boy mode."
As they look around, Jill tells Allie, "I think we should buy our girls a new dress."
Allie agrees and when they tell the girls to pick one out, of course say they don't need one.
"Go ahead," Jill says, "pick one out. You're gonna need a fancy dress for our dinner show Thursday night. We want you looking like rich girls."
The girls stop protesting when Jill calls the saleslady over. They're surprised when she takes them to get measured. "We custom alter all our dresses to fit you perfectly," the saleslady says. They've never experienced such service in their lives.
While they're getting measured and choosing their perfect dress, Jill slips out and goes back to the spa. She makes an appointment for the girls to get a full treatment massage, manicures, facials... the whole works. It's not cheap, but she doesn't care. She wants her wives looking beautiful when she takes them to see Laura Nyro in two nights.
The girls are all giddy coming out of the dress shop. They've picked out their dresses, and they'll be ready tomorrow after they've made the alterations.
Jill blows their minds when she tells them they have appointments at the beauty spa Thursday. The best part is they can't protest; she's already paid in full.
They have just enough time to get something to eat, and the chapel waiting room is empty when they return. Bette comes out and tells them, "It'll be just a few minutes, he's almost finished with the last ceremony."
It seems like hours as they nervously hold hands like the couples they saw earlier waiting to be married. But it's really only ten minutes before the door with the stained-glass window opens and a happy couple walks out.
"We can go in now," Bette tells them.
"This is Pastor Mark," she introduces.
"This is Rosy and Jerry... and Carla and Allen," she tells the Pastor.
Pastor Mark, who looks like he's never been to church in his life, goes into a lengthy talk he's given a million times about the privileges and responsibilities of the marriage they're about to enter into. They're standing in a circle with their hands joined in the middle.
When they take their vows, they say them together as Pastor Mark says, "Do you, Jerry and Allen, take Rosy and Carla to be your lawfully wedded wives?"
He says the same thing to the girls, "Do you, Rosy and Carla, take Jerry and Allen to be your lawfully wedded husbands?"
Instead of saying, 'I do', they all say 'we do' together. They kiss and hug when Pastor Mark says, "I now pronounce you, husbands and wives."
Bette congratulates them as she takes them to the office to give them their official marriage documents.
It's dark outside when they leave the chapel. The bright casino lights flashing in the night add to the excitement they're already feeling.
"We're married!" Rosy yells into the night.
"Damn! This feels good!" Carla says as the four of them walk back to Harrah's as one united, married foursome.
Walking through the casino, Jill's got her arm around Rosy as they follow Allie and Carla to the hotel elevator.
"This is the desire you've been pregnant with, isn't it?" she says to Rosy.
"Yup!" Rosy grins, "I'm not pregnant anymore, I just had my baby!"
"I thought it was, you sly little fox. We're gonna be such a great team. From now on, we'll be making ourselves pregnant together, with all kinds of great ideas."
They can't stop giggling as they ride the elevator up to their room. This is their wedding night and they're ready for a night of sex and love.
They rip each other's clothes off as soon as they get in their room. When they woke up this morning, none of them thought they'd be married tonight.
Rosy thought they were going to be married, but even she had no clue it would happen this fast. They were so much in love anyways, all it took was a little thing like seeing a wedding chapel to send them all jumping over the edge.
"This has to be one of the shortest engagements in history," Allie remarks.
"How long were we engaged...? Five hours?" Carla giggles.
"We were going to do it at some point anyway," Rosy says. "It's always been our destiny."
She puts her arms around Allie, pressing her tits against her bare chest, "Wanna get on the bed with one of your wives?" she entices.
"Oh yeah," Allie says, running her fingers through her soft bush.
"C'mon, baby," Carla says to Jill, "your wife wants you."
Carla wasn't messing around. As soon as Jill gets on the round waterbed, Carla devours her hard cock like a slut in heat. Now that she's married, she realizes this is what she's wanted all along.
The thought of spending the rest of her life with Jill and Allie fills her with lust. She's not satisfied with just a cock in her mouth, she needs a tongue in her pussy. As she straddles Jill's face, she sees Rosy's already rubbing her puss into Allie's face and sucking her cock.
Following Rosy's lead, she lowers her excited cunt close to Jill's face, gyrating her hips as Jill wiggles her tongue between her wet folds.
"Like my pussy?" Carla teases.
"I don't just like it," Jill mumbles, "I love it!"
"It's yours any time you want it, my husband."
"I think I'll be wanting it a lot."
Rosy stops sucking Allie long enough to say, "You've both got two pussies any time you want."
"I want your pussy right now," Allie giggles.
"We're your wives now," Rosy says as she rolls on her back, "our pussies belong to you and Jill."
"And our cocks belong to you and Carla," Allie says as she mounts her.
"Give it to me Allie, my husband," Rosy encourages, "fuck your new wife."
Allie relishes the reality that these two beautiful women are now their wives. They compliment each other so well. Carla, the larger, more dominant of the two, with her voluptuous body and larger breasts, and Rosy, so gentle, so loving. With her smaller tits and petite little body, she's perfect in every way.
Rosy's thinking the same things about her two husbands. There's Jill, thinner and shorter than Allie, but much more ambitious and practical. She knows she'll always be able to count on Jill to give them the financial stability she and Carla so severely lacked. And Allie, who always warms her heart with her happy-go-lucky demeanor and makes her laugh with some of the goofy things she says.
As Allie drives her cock into her, Carla wants it too. She lies back with her head next to Rosy's so they can kiss while they're being fucked by their new husbands. It's an experience they all savor as Jill and Allie fuck slow and gentle.
They switch partners several times during the next hour, as they consummate the polygamous marriage they've entered into. They started out slow and gentle, but soon work themselves into a hot frenzy, talking dirty to each other as they fuck hard and fast.
They stop a few times, burying their heads between each other's legs before resuming their hot, erotic fucking. When they can't fuck any longer, the two girls sixty-nine each other as Jill and Allie suck each other's spent cocks.
"We're in heaven," Allie sighs.
"Yes we are," they all agree.
"Is anyone getting hungry?" Carla asks.
"I'm starved," Jill says, "after all this wonderful sex, my body needs food."
"Do you and Allie still want to get dressed up for dinner tonight?" Carla asks.
"Not really," Jill says, "this is our wedding night. Let's have room service bring dinner. We can go to dinner as girls tomorrow night."
While they're waiting for room service, they put on minimal clothing so they won't embarrass anyone when room service comes. They drain the Jacuzzi and fill it with new hot water. When their dinner arrives, they get naked again and enjoy their first meal together as married people.
"What are we gonna do tomorrow?" Rosy asks.
"I don't feel like spending the whole day in the casino," Carla says.
"We've got two more days in Tahoe," says Jill. "Why don't we rent a car tomorrow and drive around the lake?"
"Perfect!" says Carla, "a change of pace will be good."
After they eat, they jump in the Jacuzzi to resume their lovemaking. Neither Jill nor Allie can get hard again, so they spend the rest of the night kissing and giving each other oral sex. All of them sucking cock and eating pussy, they indulge in the bisexual polygamy of their new marriage.
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The sun shines bright the next day as they wake each other up with sweet kisses and oral sex. The blue water of Lake Tahoe inspires them as they stand naked, gazing out the window.
When they go down for breakfast, Jill stops at the hotel desk to ask where they can rent a car. She's happily surprised when they tell her they can handle everything for her. Her car will be waiting when they've finished with breakfast. They know it's going to be a great day when they rack up $87 in winning KENO tickets at the breakfast buffet.
It's a beautiful day outside when they pile into their rental car. The temperature is a warm forty degrees as the sun shines on yesterday's fresh snow. Jill drives as the rest of them stare out the windows, totally captivated by the natural beauty that surrounds them.
They drive to Tahoe City and spend a few hours walking around, soaking up the energy around them. The ski resort atmosphere is so different than the casino mentality of South Shore. After lunch they take a side trip to the Squaw Valley ski resort.
Even though they're not skiers, they feel the high energy in the crisp air as the sun shines so bright on the snow it almost blinds them. They stop in the ski shop to buy sunglasses and ask what there is to do. The friendly staff person tells them they need to ride the Ariel Tram up to the High Camp look-out area. It was good advice.
After the breathtaking, ten-minute ride up the mountain, they step out into a world all to itself. At 8,200 feet elevation, they're enthralled with the mountain-top vista, looking down on mountain peaks and beautiful Lake Tahoe below. The girls feel like rich girls walking around in the snow wearing their new warm coats and fur-lined snow boots.
The drive back to South Shore is just as beautiful as the late afternoon sun casts shadows on the landscape. It's such a stark contrast from the boring cornfields of Iowa.
"This is such a beautiful day," Carla says.
"It's our honeymoon," says Allie, "what a beautiful way to spend it."
Back at the hotel, they stop at the dress shop to pick up the girls' new dresses before going up to their room. They're all tired out, and all they can do is get naked and plop on the bed. Too tired for sex, they just roll around kissing as one-by-one, they fall asleep for a late afternoon nap.
A couple of hours later, the girls wake up first and give their husbands a little suck to wake them up. "C'mon guys," Rosy coaxes, "time to wake up. It's ladies' night tonight. We gotta get you all dressed up."
They take Jill and Allie into the shower to caress them with soft, soapy hands. After brushing and drying their hair, they take them to bed and adorn them with feminine body lotion. Jill and Allie smile as their wives paint their nails and turn them into girls.
Next, they make up their faces like only a girl can. Carla puts cute barrettes in Allie's hair and picks what glasses she'll wear. Rosy tells Jill how pretty she looks as she applies mascara. She gives Jill's eyes a seductive look that would turn on any man.
Pulling their mini-dresses over their thickest pads, the girls' husbands are dressed to kill. Carla and Rosy look so hot in their new dresses, and Jill and Allie feel so sexy the way their wives dressed them up. It's gonna be fun going out as lesbians tonight.
They strut around the casino floor, wiggling their hot asses as they walk. They play a few slots to get warmed up, then hit the roulette wheel for a few losing bets. They ask around for the best restaurant, and they're directed to Friday's Station on the top floor. It's a very upscale atmosphere and the girls are perfectly dressed for the occasion.
They love wiggling their asses for the guys drinking at the bar as the maître d' takes them to their table. It's such a romantic atmosphere, being treated like queens by the restaurant staff. Since they're so far from home, they unashamedly hold hands, not caring if anyone has a problem with girls showing affection in public.
After dinner, they're back in the casino, gambling into the wee hours of the night. They lose money, as everyone does, but they feel like a million bucks when they get back to their room.
"What a wonderful day this was," Carla says.
"The first day of our married life," Allie adds, "it couldn't have been better."
"I loved being a girl tonight with our beautiful wives," Jill says. "We need to have girls' nights out when we get back home."
"It was great," Rosy yawns, "but I'm beat. The last two days wore me out."
"Then let's go to bed, sweetheart," says Jill. "We got another big day tomorrow. You have your appointment at the beauty spa. You're gonna feel like fancy rich girls when we go to our dinner show."
When Rosy and Jill get under the covers, Carla and Allie are down to panties and bras, kissing on the bed. They're still horny and don't care if the other two see them fuck. It turns them on to fuck with Jill and Rosy watching.
"Do you want some sex too...?" Rosy asks Jill. "I'll give you some if you want."
"I'm fine just holding you," she says, "we've got our whole lives to have sex."
"Thanks baby, I'm horny for you, but my body's so worn out."
With Rosy curled up in her arms, Jill's feeling the special love married people have. It's the same love she saw when she was on her date with Gary and Gina just before Thanksgiving. She almost cries as she thinks about it.
Carla has that same feeling when she wakes up the next morning. With Allie's arm around her, feeling her limp cock pressing against her ass, she wonders why she resisted it so long. Allie's so precious to her now; she loves the thought of being Allie's wife forever.
In the shower anticipating their final day in Tahoe, Rosy's full of energy as she kneels to suck her husband's cock. She grins at Carla, who's giving the same pleasures to Allie. "Can I suck your husband's cock?" she giggles.
"Only if I can suck your husband's cock," Carla giggles back as they switch places.