An Unforgettable Melody Ch. 11

"I'm glad you talked me into this song," Mike said. "Very fitting."

Giggling, Melody responded, "I have good ideas sometimes."

"Yes, you do. Now... about what you said earlier... you mentioned something underneath your dress?" Mike said with his trademark smartass grin.

"Behave yourself," Melody replied seductively, kissing him on the cheek. "Good things come to those who wait."

When the song finally ended, the reception officially began. Some of the congregation immediately filled the dance floor, while the rest dug into the many desserts scattered around the room. By far the most popular location, however, was the large chocolate fountain in the center of the room. With a marshmallow on a long toothpick, Sasha was attempting to coat it in chocolate, but found herself a bit too short to reach.

"Hang on there, girl, lemmie help ya," Mike said, seeing her struggle. Carefully lifting her up under her armpits, he allowed Sasha to coat her treat in all the chocolate she desired while avoiding messing up her dress. As he placed her on the ground, she took a huge bite, immediately smearing chocolate all over her mouth and cheeks, eliciting laughs from both of them. After Sasha ran off to her mom, Mike heard Melody approach from behind.

"That one's going in a frame," she said.

"What do you mean?" Mike asked quizzically.

"Evelyn got the perfect shot of you holding Sasha while she was dipping her marshmallow. It was so adorable," Melody replied, twirling her hair around her finger playfully.

"And by 'adorable,' are you insinuating that you're getting insanely turned on by that visual?"

Shuddering for a moment in horniness, she could only respond, "Shut up."

As the afternoon wore on, the couple mixed and mingled with everyone they could, as they were finally able to spend time chatting with people while not being distracted by the stress of a wedding ceremony. Mike was particularly impressed by Melody; she made a point to know everyone by name, even some of his mom's more obscure friends that he had only met once in his entire life. Every conversation was natural and smooth for her, and everyone she met found her personality infectious.

Finally, as the time neared 4:30, the guests exited to the main walkway outside of the church and lined up on either side. Meanwhile, Mike and Melody gave their overnight travel bags to Stuart, who deposited them in the stretch limo waiting for them at the end of the walkway. Exiting the church, the newlyweds strolled through a sea of bubbles being blown by the guests, making their way to their impressive ride. Arriving at the door of the car, Melody motioned for all the single women to gather nearby for the bouquet toss. With a surprisingly high throw, the jump ball ended with Darcy grabbing the flowers, prompting a playful throat slash from Mike directed at Stuart. A few final waves goodbye, and the couple entered the limo, speeding off to downtown Atlanta.

"To the hotel, sir?" the driver asked from the front.

"Yep, the Intercontinental," Mike replied.

"Will do. There's some construction, so it might take a few minutes longer than normal."

"No rush," Mike said, gazing at Melody. "We've got all the time in the world."

Flipping a switch, Mike raised the privacy partition, and he and Melody were alone at last. At first, they simply gazed into each other's eyes, feeling goofy as they did so, but not goofy enough to stop; they were enjoying their first real moments alone as husband and wife. Soon, they began kissing, tenderly at first, but becoming more passionate as the ride continued. As Melody became frisky, reaching for Mike's cock, he gently took her hand.

"What happened to 'good things come to those who wait,' eh?" he asked sarcastically.

"What can I say? You make me horny," she said with a giggle.

As the limo pulled up to their hotel, Mike replied, "One problem: I'm starving. You really don't get to eat at your own wedding."

"That's true!" she said with a laugh. "So, are we going out to a fancy, romantic dinner as husband and wife?"

"Please," he snorted. "I got a hot, fresh pizza waiting for us up in the room."

"Much better..." she said approvingly.

After grabbing their duffel bags, Mike tipped the limo driver with a couple of twenty dollar bills, then took Melody's hand as they entered the lobby. They checked in with the concierge, got their keys, and went immediately up to their room. Mike swung open the door, revealing a luxurious bedroom with a plush, king-sized bed, along with a spacious bathroom, complete with a large tub and a walk-in shower. As Melody inspected the room, Mike placed the privacy tag on their door handle and closed the door, locking the deadbolt and chain.

"Alone at last..." he said, kicking off his shoes and hanging his tuxedo jacket in the coat closet.

Melody, unsurprisingly, had already found the pizza and Cokes that Mike had ordered. "Oh, caffeine," she said wearily, "I've needed you all day, my love." Mike laughed as she took a long, slow drink from the can.

"I'll take one of those, too," he said.

The couple immediately dove into the pizza, devouring the entire circumference in record time. They said nothing as they ate, but laughed and locked eyes constantly, feeling the electricity in the air at what was to come. In their frenzied eating, however, the couple immediately felt stomachaches coming on once they had finished the pizza.

"Oh god... I don't feel so good..." Melody said.

"Uh... me either... I wish our stomachaches were gone, so that we can properly consummate our marriage," Mike said after thinking momentarily.

Tingle. Flash.

Instantly, their pains vanished and the food in their stomachs had settled completely, leaving the newlyweds feeling refreshed and energized. Before he could even think of what to do next, Mike found himself attacked by Melody, locked in her arms with her lips firmly pressed against his. Pulling her close and returning her kiss, Mike was finally able to inspect every detail of her gorgeous wedding dress. The soft fabric had vine-like stitching all over the surface, pairing flawlessly with the locket she wore around her neck. Her impossibly curvy figure was only accentuated by the dress, as it hugged every line of her body like a second layer of skin. Fanning out below her knees into a mermaid tail, the stitching melded together into a soft, silky fabric.

Increasing the ferocity of her kiss, Melody ran her hands over his smooth, clean-shaven face and neck, unknotting his navy blue necktie. She slowly stepped back from him, breathing heavily from their make out session. Mike undid the buttons of his vest and shirt as she watched, the lust growing in her eyes with every bit of progress he made. Tossing both of them to the floor, he unbuckled his belt, lowered the zipper of his fly, and slid out of his pants and boxer briefs in one swift motion, leaving him completely nude before her.

"Time for the big reveal," Melody said seductively.

Turning her back to Mike, she motioned for him to lower the zipper on the back of her dress, which he did slowly, gently kissing his way down her back all the while. Once the zipper was open, she turned back to face him, kissing him lovingly while still holding her dress up. With a smile of anticipation spreading across her face, she pulled the fabric down gently, slipping out of the curve-hugging garment, revealing her much anticipated surprise for Mike.

Melody wore a lacy white bustier in place of a bra, squeezing her milky-white breasts together and causing them to seemingly defy gravity; they bounced and jiggled with every little motion she made. A long pair of silky stockings extended down her legs, but she wore no panties. Mike wasn't sure if she had gone commando the entire day or if she had just caused them to magically disappear a few moments ago, but at this point, he couldn't have cared less. Taking her in his arms, he kissed her long and lovingly before sweeping her up into his arms, eliciting a squeal of delight from Melody. After depositing her on the enormous bed, Melody shifted around a bit, getting comfortable and providing an incredibly erotic sight for Mike; moving off of the pillows, she laid on the bed with her feet pointing towards him, fanning her wavy, red wine locks out around her.

"I've died and gone to heaven," he said breathlessly.

With a seductive giggle, she replied, "Not yet."

Joining her on the bed, Mike positioned himself with one knee between her legs, lying to her side, so as not to crush her with his weight. Gazing into her emerald eyes, he softly caressed her cheek, drinking her in for what seemed like ages. She softly kissed his fingers as they brushed past her lips, hardening his cock even further, and prompting him to shift completely on top of her. He rubbed the tip of his rigid member against her moist entrance for a moment or two, driving her wild with lust and anticipation. Finally pushing into her tight pussy, the pair gasped simultaneously, locking their eyes together. As he moderately pumped into her, Melody softly ran her hands up and down his strong back, kissing his cheek and neck at every opportunity. Mike soon shifted up onto his knees, continuing to thrust into her while he relished the sight of her stockings and sexy bustier.

"I knew you'd love this," she whispered, rubbing her breasts. "It's all for you... I'm completely yours... legally... mentally... emotionally... sexually... I'm... yours..."

Mike's moderate thrusts were quickly becoming more forceful, pounding her pussy for all he was worth as her words drove him wild. He leaned down once more, kissing her deeply as she ran her fingers through his hair. Continuing his feverish pace, both knew he wouldn't have long left. Still stroking his hair, Melody continued to whisper in his ear.

"I want you... I need you... please... fuck your bride... spill your seed into her... make her yours... I... I... I need you... OH, I NEED YOUR CUM! MIKE, MIKE, MIIIIIIIIIIIIIKE!!!"

With a guttural moan, the pair climaxed and Mike filled her pussy with his cum, feeling as though he had blown the biggest load of his life into her. Continuing to thrust as his aftershocks began to subside, Mike collapsed on top of Melody, breathing heavily and stroking her soft hair. She kissed his lips softly, lingering for quite some time, only parting when his cock softened enough to involuntarily slip out of her pussy.

"Damn..." he whispered in contentment.

"Agreed," she replied with a giggle.

As the sun finished setting in the distance, the room grew dark. Rather than turn on the lamp, however, Mike had other ideas. "I wish for the room to be lit with candles that will not go out, or accidentally burn anything."

Tingle. Flash.

"Very nice," Melody marveled, now bathed in the soft glow of the candlelight.

Mike rolled over to lie back on the pillow, his hands behind his head and a satisfied look on his face. Crawling over to him, Melody gazed mischievously into his eyes before lowering her face to his crotch. Lightly licking his shaft, her husband soon was hardening back to full mast once more.

"There's a great joke I heard at the bachelorette party. 'Know why a bride smiles while she walks down the isle? Because she knows she's given her last blowjob.' Well, any bride who believes that clearly doesn't have my skills," Melody purred seductively as she stroked his length.

Taking his hardening cock into her mouth, she slowly engulfed him all the way to his balls, savoring the taste of her own juices along his shaft. After traveling back up his length in the same deliberate manner in which she had consumed him, her pace gradually began to increase, settling in at a moderate speed that both intensified his pleasure and allowed him to last a very long time. After about five minutes, she withdrew all but his tip and began to swirl her tongue furiously around his head while applying copious amounts of suction.

"Ohhhhhhh god... you're not kiddin'... about your skills..." Mike moaned. He was always thoroughly impressed with her; even though he thought she'd never be able to top the first blowjob she had ever given him, she constantly managed to outdo herself. Every time she sucked his cock, it felt like a new and exciting experience.

Once her delightful blowjob had brought him to the brink of exploding, he tapped her forehead and motioned for her to join him. Melody crawled up, kissing him lightly on the lips, and followed his suggestion to spoon against him. Wiggling her curvaceous ass against his cock, he gave her butt cheek a playful spank before sliding his cock into her pussy.

"I wish for sexual and physical stamina, so that we can go for as long as we want without having to change positions," Mike whispered to her.

Tingle. Flash.

Their bodies once more reinvigorated, Mike thrust into her slowly, but with purpose. Deliberately angling his cock to catch her sensitive G-spot, it was not long before Melody was moaning in pleasure with his every movement. As he reached around to fondle her breast, gently tweaking her nipple in the process, Melody gasped and exploded, squirting her cum over his length. Still, he did not slow his thrusting or his breast play, which quickly brought Melody back to the brink of another orgasm. Mike softly kissed her back and shoulders, sending her over the edge once more. Over the next two hours, Melody became a puddle of moans, gasps, and squirms as she screamed Mike's name every time he brought her to climax.

"Mike," she finally said, "is it... your turn yet? You've been so wonderful to me... to your wife... let her be wonderful to you... please cum for me..."

Grinning wickedly, he whispered back, "Only if it's the biggest orgasm of our lives."

Tingle. Flash.

She gasped, smiling in ecstasy. "Done."

Increasing his tempo, he thrust into her as quickly as he was able. As she moaned in pleasure, Melody reached behind her to run her fingers through his short, blonde hair. "Please... cum..." she whispered.

"You want me to cum?" he whispered back. "You want me to cum in your pussy?"

"Yes... yes... yes! I need you to fill me up! It's the only thing that can satiate me!"

"Then you'd better cum for me too," he said, feeling himself edge past the point of no return.

"Oh... god! Yes! I'll cum for you!"

"Then do it! Cum for me... MELODYYYYYYY!!!"

"OH, MIIIIIIIIIKE!!!"

True to form, neither had ever experienced an orgasm as powerful as the one they just had. Mike couldn't even form a word in response; the only sounds coming from his mouth were incoherent babble. Melody had been knocked nearly unconscious, already drooling on the pillow she rested on. Keeping his cock inside her pussy, it was all Mike could do to pull the sheets over them before they drifted off to sleep.

Melody awoke as the sun began to rise, still impaled on her husband's rod, much to her pleasure. Grinding her ass slowly, she could feel him begin to harden once more, though she kept her pace slow and soft, so as not to wake him up too soon. She was not so much causing him to thrust into her as she was grinding against him, feeling the glorious sensation of his cock massaging her G-spot. Feeling him near the edge, she redoubled her efforts, milking his cock as deliberately as she could, until he finally came inside of her, her convulsing pussy waking him up in the process.

"Hmmmm... oh, wow... good morning indeed," Mike said sleepily.

With a sweet giggle, she slipped off of him to face her husband and said, "First day of the rest of our lives."

"Couldn't agree more... and what better way to start that day than with room service?"

"Ooh, sounds divine!" Melody replied happily.

Picking up the phone, Mike ordered a plate of pancakes for each of them, as well as two Cokes. While they waited for their food to be delivered, the couple played on their phones, changing their relationship statuses on Facebook, and glanced through some of the photos Jane had taken the previous day and loaded onto social media. Soon, there was a knock at the door.

"Room service," came a female singsong.

"Be right there," Mike replied. Melody dressed herself in her favorite black robe while Mike put on his gym shorts; he decided to forgo the shirt, feeling particularly masculine that morning.

As he opened the door, Mike was shocked at what he saw. The woman on the other side of the door was not a hotel employee at all. Dressed in blue skinny jeans and a snug black tank top, she was tall, and had mocha brown skin, black curly hair, and a delightfully curvy figure. Though it had been over a year, Mike would never in his life forget this gorgeous woman.

"Hello, Mike," she said with a smile.

"Selena!?"