This is the second adventure of ace detective Jamey Peterson. In the first adventure, Jamey saved Viviane from the clutches of a blackmailer and then forced her to marry him. Not just that, he also managed to get her Mother, Céline Bureau and her friend Anne. To know more about the first adventure visit The Pornography Times. We pick up the story from his wedding day.
Chapter I - The Wedding
The wedding had been arranged quickly on the request of Madame Bureau. Her husband, who is a famous Parisian jeweller, was a bit stunned when his daughter announced plans to marry an American. He was even more surprised when his own wife took their daughters side. But at last he yeilded to their wishes. The marriage was to be held on a Sunday in a small church near Bastille. Today is the great day for Jamey and Viviane.
Jamey dressed himself as nicely as he could in a black tuxedo. His manly charms were at their peek and he could hardly stop smiling. Wedding is a great day in anyones life, but for Jamey, not only was this a wedding with one of the most gorgeous blondes he had ever seen, it was also a wedding with her mother and her friend. Ever since the day, hardly a week ago, when he had given Viviane and Anne their photographs that he had stealed from the blackmailers, he hadn't seen any of the three women. Bowing to the slight religious fervor that Madame Bureau had put in, he had been happy to use this time to make the arrangements for the wedding. But this long awaiting would end soon when the wedding bells rang in about 3 hours from now. It was to be a small affair. Just Viviane and him, Anne, Madame Bureau and Monsieur Bureau, Viviane's father in attendence. Jamey had no family of his own, and far away from his hometown in Arizona, he knew almost nobody. They were then to go to the registrar where Anne would be his witness and Viviane would have her parents. The lack of the best man bothered him but not much. Suddenly, he was stirred from his reverie by the doorbell.
"Who could it be?", Jamie thought looking at his watch. It was 8 a.m. and he wasn't due in the church until 11. He was expecting nobody. He went on to open the door. His visitor was a petite brunette dressed in a beautiful pink dress of a bridesmaid. Her beautiful long brown hair fell over her sweet eyes, giving her a seductive apperance. "What are you doing here Anne?" Jamey asked. Anne was Viviane's best friend and bridesmaid. She was also his trophy, a nice wedding gift for putting his life in danger for the two girls. "I came to see you Jamey,"Anne said seductively,"It has been over a week we haven't seen each other and tonight, you will be Viviane's. I just can't take it anymore baby. I want you now, right now."
A grin broke over Jamey's face. He had been struggling with this enforced chastity too. Taking her by the arm, he closed the door behind her. Then gently brushed her hair back from over her deep black eyes. Bringing his mouth close to her rosy cheek he gave her a tender embrace. He opened his mouth to say something but Anne leaped up and put her own mouth over his and kissed him. Her tongue inside Jamey's mouth, whatever words he wanted to express were strangled inside. Jamey moved his hand to unbutton her blouse but Anne had other ideas. She took his hand in hers and gently led him to the bedroom. The bed was all decorated with flowers for Jamey's honeymoon night. Anne pushed Jamey on to the bed and unbuttoned his trousers. In a single motion she pulled them down along with his underwear exposing his 8" cock half aroused.
She spat into her hand, and then almost as a second thought bought her tongue to her hand and licked it sensually. Taking his half hard cock into her wet hand she gently massaged it. She brought her mouth close to the tip and kissed it. In a matter of secinds Jamey was hard as a rock. Seeing this Anne lifted her dress over her waist. To Jamey's surprise, she was wearing nothing underneath! Her beautiful brown hair were well trimmed and she was clearly wet. Taking Jamey's cock in her hand, she sat on him and then guided his dick into her tight and wet pussy. Jamey was in complete extacy, but Anne had only just started. Slowly she started to rotate her hips over his cock, churning and grinding his dick in her hot and wet cunt. Then she put her hands over his chest and started to move up and down over him. A week of living like a monk, neither Jamey nor Anne could hold out for long. Soon Anne was nearly jumping up and down his shaft and Jamey moaning was bucking his hips complimenting her motion.
"Oh, fuck you dirty bitch, I am gonna cum hard, inside your tight wet cunt! Harder you whore harder!" Jamey screamed on the top of his voice.
Anne on the other hand was moaning loudly and couldn't utter a word, atleast not one that made any sense. Her jumping increased in vigour and then suddenly her body went erect and she cmae fast and strong. The pulsating and tight pussy was too much for Jamey and he came with vigour inside Anne's juicy cunt too, splattering her interiors with his hot man cum. Releaved of the sexual tension that had been building inside them for the past week, they gently kissed one another. Not another word was said as Anne slowly got up, Jamey's cum dripping from her white legs onto her pink stockings. She straightened her dress and went out of the appartment, leaving Jamey alone in his wedding bed.
Jamey got up and straightened the decorations the best he could and then went over to complete his dressing ritual. By the time he was finished, it was almost time to leave. He checked his appartment, locked everything and decended the stairs. Once down the street he called a cab and went over to the church.
Mr and Mme Bureau were already there. Viviane was sitting inside the car with Anne. Seeing Jamey arrive they came out. Viviane looked abolutely stunning in her white wedding dress. There was a bit of cleavage showing and it added to her splendor. Her beautiful tanned body and white breasts that peeked from her wedding ensemble were a hot and horny sight to Jamey who had been waiting for her for what seemed like ages to him. And yet it was also the most beautiful sight in the world. Jamey could hardly imagine that this was the same woman that was being fucked and pissed upon by a horde of men not a week ago. Looking at her blue eyes with the sprinkling of her golden hair coming in front, all he felt was pure love. The party walked into the church.
The ceremony was simple and finished soon with the priest pronouncing them man and wife. Thereupon the party went out, the gorgeous tall Viviane hand in hand with her husband, the handsome and talented Jamey. Their kiss on the wedding pedestral had literally stopped their young married hearts. Jamey nearly felt ashamed of himself having made out with Anne. He told what had happened earlier in the day once they were in the car, feeling quite sure that Viviane would be angry. Instead he got a sly grin. Viviane said,"My dear husband, it was me who instigated this small little adventure for you. And for a good reasons too! I would want you to last more than the few minutes on our wedding night! And then I was hungry for your gorgeous man cum. As soon as Anne returned, she came straight to me and gave me what remained in her hot and warm pussy!" Jamey hardly got time to react as the car pulled in at the registrar's. The couple went in followed by Anne and the Bureaus.
Fifteen minutes later they had finished with the official business. Mr. Bureau had to leave for Italy. He said his good byes and gave his blessing to the newly married couple leaving Jamey with his three gorgeous women, one whom he had married not an hour ago! Together they went back to Jamey's appartment. Jamey was in a dilemna for he wanted this moment to be perfect for Viviane. He wasn't very comfortable with the idea that all four of them should be together on this special day, but then it was party time, night was still a long way off. The car stopped at Jamey's apartment and the party got out. They climbed up the stairs, and Jamey felt his plans shattered when he saw a weird looking gentleman waiting outside.
"Hello, could I be of some help Monsieur?", Jamey said off-handedly. But deep inside he knew that this man actually wanted help. He was looking at his second client. Should he ask him to come tomorrow? Or should he give him some of these precious moments. However, the decision was not his to make as he soon found out.
"Hello,"said the stranger with only a slight accent,"I am quite sorry to come without a previous appointment and looking at you, it seems you have just been married!"
"Quite, Monsieur...."Jamey said
"Monsieur Beauvarais" The stranger replied extending his hand which Jamey took. "Well as you rightly guessed Monsieur Beauvarais, I just got married. This is my..." but he was cut off almost impolitely.
"The introductions can wait later Mr. Peterson," M. Beauvarais interrupted. "And though I am quite sorry to interrupt this moment, I am afraid that the matter is of utmost urgency and cannot wait another day. My dear sir, forgive me for this rudeness but you must hear my story immediatey. Believe me, financially I would make it worth your while."
"You don't quite understand Monsieur Beauvarais,"Jamey began only to be cut off again, this time by Viviane. "Jamey dear, I think you must hear the man out. A few minutes change nothing for us."she said authorotatively. With that the matter was decided. They entered Jamey's appartment and sat down in the living room. Jamey and Viviane on the couch, Mr Beauvarais opposite them on a chair and Anne and Mme Bureau taking up the remaining chair together, with Anne's hand on Mme Bureau's shoulder.
"I must thank you madame,"M Beauvarais began addressing the parole to Viviane, "And believe me, I will make this intrusion worth it!"
"I guess we must get started M. Beauvarais for time is of value, to me specially today and certainly to you to." Jamey remarked.
"Certainly M Peterson", M Beauvarais agreed with a shake of his round and bald head."However first let me introduce myself. I work for a certain Monsieur who must not be named. Were you to know his name, you would quite agree with me. I am here to represent him and the story I will tell you, is his story and happened not 2 days ago. We can not go to the police for anonymity is essential to successful completion of this assignement that I propose you. For the same reason we dare not go to any French Private detective. Thus reading your ad in Le Monde was quite fortunate for us."
"Now let me tell you the story..."
In the next chapter, what is this strange story that M. Beauvarais tells Jamey? Would Jamey accept the case? Does Jamey get to pass his dream night with his beautiful wife? Watch out The Pornography Times for the next chapter.