Flashback
It was a very cool night. Not too cold or too hot, but the right temperature to energize someone to run a mile or start a fire. It was the perfect night for loved ones to hug and whisper private words that should never be said to anyone. So, in a way, it was a night that inspired many tales and stories over time.
"I could stay here forever, you know, never go to work or anything, just lying here with you seems more natural to me." Lucille murmured, rolling over on his stomach.
Jake smiled as he traced circles on his smooth back. "That sounds very irresponsible of you, you know? And the sad part is that I should be the immature in this relationship." Jake laughed.
Lucille pouted as she looked at him. "Hey, I can't help falling in love with a teenager ... ugh, if you were born a few years earlier. So dating you wouldn't be so strange ..." the green-haired woman sighed.
"I don't know about that," he clicked his tongue, "I really like that. This kind of relationship is scandalous. I don't know why I'm more excited, the fact that I'm dating a hot mom or the fact that the hot mom could go to prison if someone finds out! "Jake laughed a little louder this time.
The woman beside him rolled his eyes. "Push."
"Oh, you know I'm just kidding, Greendy, besides, I think you'd be hot in a prison uniform." Jake smiled.
Lucille just looked at him. "You know, I think I'm feeling really tired. Maybe I should call you a taxi?" She threatened.
Jake didn't take it seriously. "I don't normally like to mess with people, but you're a lot of fun to tease."
"Ugh, brats." Lucille winced.
"Speaking of brats, I have to admit one thing, Lucille, not once while you took care of me, I thought that one day I would be lying next to you in bed. Maybe because I was about 6 or 7, but still, that's very bizarre to me. " Jake admitted.
Lucille laughed a little when his damp mood passed quickly. "Oh, really? I can't say that I thought it was going to happen either, but I don't regret it. I also don't regret going back home, drinking that night and seducing you." She told him.
"I don't regret any of this, but do you know what I regret?" He asked her.
Lucille approached him so that their faces almost touched. "What?" She whispered.
"That I was nailing you to your husband's bed." Jake smiled, feeling proud of himself for being a scoundrel.
Lucille just rolled his eyes. 'I should probably tell him that Almeida is not my official husband, but he looks very happy, so I might as well let him think that for a little while longer ...' Lucille thought nonchalantly. "I won't tell him if you don't tell him."
"Combined." The pink-haired teenager nodded before rolling over onto his back and crossing his arms behind his head. "Dude, I'm really thirsty." He yawned.
Lucille let a lascivious smile cross his full lips. "Ah, already? I'm sorry, Jake, but I think Hanzel has already dried me up! But I'm sure if you suck hard enough, you'll get more milk eventually ~" Lucille purred seductively as she pressed her arms under her swollen breasts, but made sure to keep them hidden.
Jake's eyes immediately shot to the woman's best attributes, but he shook his head with a smile. "And that's why I love you, Lucille. But I'm afraid I want something more ... not breast milk ... do you have any soft drinks?" He asked.
"I don't know, check the fridge." Lucille laughed, happy that Jake didn't think about his penis all the time, otherwise she would never really get out of bed.
There were some movements and a lot of creaking sounds from the bed, but soon Jake managed to get out and stood up, naked as he was the day he was born, giving Lucille everything to look at. He really paid off being an athlete student. "Okay, do you want anything while I'm awake?" He asked.
"No," Lucille rested his head on her fist, admiring him. "Nothing at all."
He shook his head and left the room, leaving Lucille alone to lie on her bed. It was a little warm in the apartment for her taste, but she would do anything to keep Hanzel asleep. She heard Jake stumble in the kitchen before finally finding the refrigerator. It was then that she remembered something, she had run out of almost all of her other drinks the night before (thanks to Jake and his insatiable thirst). Lucille looked at the door when she heard his heavy feet hitting the floor as he ran back.
"Hey, Lucille," Jake started with a tone that reminded her of the days she used to watch him and he asked for something he knew he couldn't have. "You have nothing else to drink but beer, so ... can I have a beer?" He asked nervously.
Lucille groaned as he sat down. "Why don't you just drink water?" She asked tiredly.
She couldn't see him, but she could tell that he frowned. "Because I want something with flavor, besides, I drank almost eight liters of water earlier today!" He whimpered.
"Ugh, how old are you?" She pressed.
"... 17," Jake replied.
There was a short pause that hung in the air for a few seconds before it finally gave way. "Tell your friends or your parents that I am going to strap a saddle on your back and carry it up and down the street." Lucille threatened.
"Yes ma'am!" Jake applauded and then Lucille heard the familiar sound of Jake opening the beer. She heard more noise as he approached and can only guess that he grabbed the full six pack. The green-haired woman could only moan when he began to swallow his drink in large sips. "Wow! This is really good!" He said as he took his lips out of the can. "I feel like a new man."
"Take it easy with them, okay?" Lucille pleaded in vain, because she knew better than anyone that if Jake found something new that she liked, he would just keep doing it.
(~ X ~)
'And this is how it all started ...' Lucille sighed to herself as she placed her hands on the belly that held her and Jake's baby. She kept that memory close to her heart, as that was when her family started.
But now here she was, standing in the biggest garden she'd ever seen, outside the biggest mansion she'd ever seen, owned by the richest man she'd ever met.
Lane Manor.
That was where Lucille Cameron was.
When Lucille came here for the first time, she was overcome with fear and was so intimidated that she could barely move. That age was long gone, but now she was terrified for a reason. How could she tell Jake's parents, the richest man and woman on this side of the country, that she had sex with their son, who was a minor, and was now pregnant with her grandson? Her knees were already shaking from lack of sleep, but that was almost too much for the poor woman.
"Lucille! Lucille!" The woman being called heard the distant screams and turned around.
Her eyes widened when she saw who was calling her name. "Jake?" She whispered when she saw the pink-haired young teenager running towards her. "Jake!" She waved at him when she also started running towards him.
Jake was almost picking up dust by how fast he was running towards her. Fortunately for his and her sanity, it didn't take long before they were finally in each other's loving embrace after so long away (basically just a few hours).
"What the hell are you doing here?" Jake asked, he wrapped his arms around the emerald-haired goddess even tighter. "Why are you at my house? And where is Hanzel?"
Lucille just rested his head on her shoulder. "Well, I didn't plan on coming here, but a limo appeared in front of the building and the driver asked me to get in. I had nothing else going on, so I asked Lia to look after Hanzel for me."
"Wait for a guy driving a limo to stop in front of you and you automatically get in? That's very stupid, Greendy," said Jake honestly.
She just pouted. "Hey ... I love good things sometimes." Lucille murmured, making Jake laugh. "You wouldn't understand, you grew up with these things!"
"You're probably right, but you're too adorable not to laugh," Jake smiled as he took her hand. "Have you seen my parents?" He asked a little shy, hoping that Francisco had already spoken to Lucille and made the whole conversation without him ...
Lucille noticed the fear in her eyes and wondered if she had to be the rock of her pairing. "No, not yet. The driver just left me here without another word, so I just called you."
Jake sighed. "Ugh, I knew. Well, there's no point in putting it off anymore, are you ready to meet my parents ... again ..." Jake looked into her eyes, hoping she would say no so they could run away together, without the blessing Of your parents.
She knew immediately what he wanted her to say, but she shook her head. "Jake ..." she tightened her grip on his hand. "We're going to get over it, don't worry. We're going to have this baby and nothing is going to separate us." She reassured him.
"Yes, you're right ..." the young man with pink hair looked up, his face at peace with the situation. "I think I still have to grow up if I'm going to be a father, but I'm happy to know that I'm getting closer and closer to being the best father I can be!"
"Aww ..." Lucille blushed with his optimistic outlook and his quick recovery from fear. "You're right, we can do this. And fuck anyone who tries to get in our way!"
Hand in hand, Jake and Lucille took the first steps towards the big house. Both knew very well what awaited them inside and both were reassured by the presence of each other. Damn consequences, they would see the end and live a happy life together.
"Is your father still ... your father?" Lucille asked quietly, unsure how to describe it.
Jake turned his head to look at her. "A little, but don't be intimidated by him, he wouldn't hurt a fly." Jake reassured her. "Well, at least that's how I think he is. You know I don't see him that often."
Lucille nodded. "And your mother, is she still moving?"
Once again, Jake nodded. "Yes, she was very good with the wheelchair. At one point, Dad tried to give her one of those motorcycles, but she refused. Dad was so angry when he found out that she gave it to Gabriel! So he went there and bought it a whole candy store for Roxy! " He laughed, making Lucille smile.
"Speaking of Gabriel, do you think your brothers are there too?" She asked.
Jake shrugged. "I don't know. I'm sure Roxy is, but it's a gamble with Gabriel and Albion. They are like me, always doing their own thing." He said with an aura of familiarity and longing, remembering the days when he and his family lived together. Lucille noticed his somber expression and decided to let him remember a little more, he deserved it.
They were now walking into the courtyard, getting closer to the door. As they got closer, their anxiety and fear also started to increase, but they got excited. They said they would not give up on a challenge and that is what they would do. They would achieve this.
With a shaking hand, Jake reached out and turned the doorknob and pushed it slowly. "II ... I'm home!" He shouted, his voice echoing through the house, alerting everyone within his arrival.
Even with the turmoil of the maids and servants of the land, Francisco's low and threatening voice managed to reach them. "In the room, boy." A husky voice told them. Francisco was certainly not in a good mood.
Jake looked at Lucille and gave her an uneasy smile, "Ladies first?" He offered.
"So legally a gentleman ..." Lucille rolled his eyes and entered, immediately feeling a sense of nausea.
Jake quickly ran over to her side and worried about her. "Lucille, are you okay?" He asked, holding her as if she were a bird with a broken wing.
Lucille gave a nervous laugh, "Totally! It's just that it's so real now, you know? I'm in such an extravagant home. Well, the feeling of life in luxury and wealth along with Francisco's indignant pout is so surreal."
"Yes, I understand," Jake nodded as he passed her.
Lucille discovered that the gigantic house looked more like a morgue than a place where a family should live, it was cold and silent, the various workers dispersing when they heard their master's tone. She looked around and saw forgotten cleaning supplies, laundry baskets and even a few tools lying on the floor.
For her, the walk to the living room was too fast. Lucille would have preferred it to last a year or maybe even longer. The sensation she felt in her body must have been the same as a gazelle experienced before being attacked by a tiger. In a matter of seconds, they were now faced with two large dark oak doors that were too big for Lucille's taste.
"We are here Lucille, there is no turning back now!" Jake whispered, not wanting to look back so as not to lose all his bravado and strength. He put his hand on one of the door handles and opened it. "Crown!" Jake shouted, his voice more daring and daring than it probably should have been for the current situation.
"Jake!" Lucille scolded him for addressing his father that way. She prepared to hear a loud, mean and totally insulting rebuttal, but was surprised when his response was none of that.
Instead of hearing any complaints or angry looks from him, Lucille received a strong arm flying in front of her as if to protect her from some unknown attacker.
"It was about time, brat ..." The low, condescending voice came from a leather chair that faced the fireplace across the room. Lucille remembered seeing this room before, since she finally got a good look at it, this was one of the rooms where Francisco had forbidden Jake, Gabriel and Roxy to play "destroy stupid and stupid books".
The speaker whose body was hidden turned in the opposite direction and the total darkness in the room began to cough as he tried to get up. "Damn lungs ..." he murmured as soon as he stood up, leaning over the fireplace.
Lucille was suddenly very happy that his arm was in front of her, it gave her some comfort in the heavy and threatening atmosphere of the room.
"Well, this is what you get for smoking ten packs of cigarettes a day, you bloody addict !!" Jake growled, showing his teeth.
The hidden figure did not like this comment very much. "Did I ask you, boy?" He snarled back. "Besides, it's pretty fucked up now that you're the one giving me life lessons on being careful. I mean, come on Jake ..." he turned, his silhouette being the way to tell where he was. "There's no point in hiding that boy, we know that you got that beautiful little woman pregnant, we know that's where you've been spending most of your time, and we know that you've been skipping school to be with her." He revealed.
Jake just growled. "Yes? So what?" He said defiantly. "There is nothing you can do to prevent this! It will happen!" Jake started to scream.
A calm, unexpected voice behind them spoke in a calm, motherly tone. "Honey, we understand that ..." said Jake's mother. "You and your father all tend to be stupid with your bravado and weak masculinity so that you two don't stop and read the situation as a whole."
"We have no stupid bravado!" Jake and Francisco screamed when Jake and Lucille turned to face her.
Lucille was really surprised to see Jake's mother after so long. "Mrs. Lane! It's been so long!" The green-haired woman knelt to wrap her arms around one of the only people who had common sense in the house.
Amanda Lane smiled softly as she entered the room, the big doors easily letting her through her wheelchair. "Lucille! How nice to see you, dear! And I'm happy to say that the glow of motherhood really suits you." She stated honestly as she turned on the lights, revealing the real figure of Francisco, who was that of a middle-aged man.
"Ah!" The older Lane screamed in pain. "My skin is sensitive! The light is burning! I shouldn't have become a half-assed vampire! "
Completely avoiding the strange character who was her boyfriend's father, the pregnant woman flushed with shame. "About that ... you must know that I'm sorry for seducing your son like I did ..."
Amanda just waved at her. "Pish chic! I know you two aren't sorry for that! I can tell by your stature and the look in your eyes, not to mention Jake's stupid smile on your face."
"I had sex with her seventy-three times," he said with a stupid smile as he remembered everything he did to Lucille. And not everything was pleasant.
"That's a lot of information, son ..." Amanda teased as she entered.
Before Jake could disgust his mother even more, Francisco started again. "Damn Amanda! You blew it! You blew it!" He pouted like a child who just lost his bike privileges. "I had everything planned! Me and Jake would argue, Lucille would try to intervene, I would say some devastating words that would forever hurt our relationship, Jake would then defend her and continue talking about his love for her, I would come to see the reason, and we would have a totally father-son moment! " Francisco spoke.
Jake was confused when he heard that. "Dad! This is not one of your films! This is real life! You really made me worried!"
Lucille was just as confused as Jake was. She knew her father was a film director, but she had no idea that he was so good that he could make her and Jake fall into a trap.
Francisco then looked at the closet. "Okay! Cut! Stop filming! It's ruined ..." Francisco said to the people inside.
The closet door opened slowly and there was Gabriel with a camera and Roxy with a microphone.
"Did I do something wrong?" Roxy asked with a concerned face, hoping she hadn't just disappointed her father.
"No, honey, it was your mother who blew it." Francisco said to his daughter: "You were doing very well, I hardly knew you were there". He praised.
Roxy dropped her microphone on the floor as tears welled up in her eyes. "Are you sure? Because I don't think I gave a hundred percent ..." she sniffed.
Gabriel frowned and put a hand on his shoulder. "Roxy, you were doing an incredible job! Mom just didn't have the right time! It's not your fault!" He tried to comfort her.
The blue-haired girl just shook her head and walked out the back door followed by her hardcore metal brother who tried to comfort her.
Francisco tapped his face. "Damn Amanda ..." he huffed as he straightened up and fixed the buttons on his blazer. "One of these days, Amanda, one of these days!"
Lucille interrupted with a question. "Wait, if you were just doing a movie scene, does that mean you're not really mad?" She asked hopefully.
"Oh, no," Francisco laughed. "I still think you two are fucking stupid!" He screamed. "I mean, what are the chances? I sent Jake to that boarding school to learn the arts of cinema, so he found out that he doesn't like being away from home, so he had a nervous breakdown and cursed all of his teachers! expelled and I am forced to bribe Kronos High to accept him! "Francisco told his story, all the time shaking his head.
"What? Was he expelled?" Lucille's eyes widened. Jake didn't tell her that part. She knew about her time there and even discussed her escape. She thought he told her everything, but apparently not.
Francisco went to sit down again. "From the astonished look on his face, I can say that Jake didn't tell you any of that."
"Shut up, Dad!" Jake snarled. "You know very well that this is not what happened!"
Lucille turned to him. "Wasn't it? Because I was about to say, this is really bad that you cursed your teachers. Of course it may have been reckless and irresponsible, but it would have been nice."
Jake hesitated. "I mean, you know very well that this is what happened!"
Amanda rolled her eyes. "Oh, get over it ..." she sighed as she placed herself next to Francisco's chair. "Now it's not very polite of us to keep a pregnant woman on her feet, so please sit down." Amanda pointed to the sofa.
"Yes thanks." Lucille said as she and Jake followed the instructions and sat on the sofa on the left. "But, if I may ask, how do you know I'm pregnant?" She asked.
"Oh ..." Amanda looked surprised. - I thought Astrid had informed you that she told us?
'Sure ...' Jake and Lucille sweated at the same time. 'She's a gossip ...'
Francisco breathes heavily through his nose. "Now, before we get into the subject, let's make two things clear." He said sternly, showing that these two items would be non-negotiable. "First, I don't care how it happened, I just don't want to. I learned over the years that love just happens in the most bizarre ways. Second, it won't be a public affair. I don't want anyone outside our family know. I'm sure now that Jake may have told some friends, but we must make them swear to secrecy. The reason for that must be quite obvious. "
Lucille and Jake nodded. "Yes dad," said Jake.
"I understand," Lucille agreed.
"But as to why we brought you two here ..." Amanda nudged her husband.
Francisco answered. "We want to know what your intentions are. What is your plan? What are you two going to do about it?"
Jake shifted uncomfortably in his chair, scratching the back of his neck and avoiding eye contact with anyone in the room, especially with the woman next to him. "I-hey Lucille ... why don't you answer that one?" He said nervously.
Lucille's eyebrows went up in surprise. "What !? Are you making me explain ?!" She whispered vehemently.
"Yes! How the hell am I telling them!" Jake whispered back.
The emerald-haired woman rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. "Ugh, it's okay! But you owe me!" She told him before looking at her parents with a blush that slowly clouded her cheeks. "W-well ... me and Jake - mainly Jake - decided it would be better if we ... to ... excuse me ..." she buried her face in her hands to hide her embarrassment.
Reinforcing his determination and swallowing his pride, "We are getting married ..." He closed his eyes shortly after saying this, not wanting to look his parents in the eye.
Francisco and Amanda blinked a few times before looking at each other, both wondering why the couple was so embarrassed about it.
"Lift your head girl, open your eyes when you're talking to me, you two!" Francisco instructed his voice cracking like lightning.
With sudden movements, both obeyed, for fear of the man. "Yes sir!" They said.
Amanda slapped her husband on the arm. "Oh, quiet! Don't be so strict! You should be a little nicer when dealing with your new daughter-in-law!" She scolded.
"Maybe she should get used to me ..." Francisco crossed his arms and grunted.
"Wait," Jake perked up. "You are referring to Lucille as your daughter-in-law ... that means you approve!"
Francisco rubbed his face over the palm of his hand. "Well, duh! Try to keep the conversation going Jake! Of course I do! Honestly, I would be very disappointed in you if you got pregnant and didn't marry her. Lucille is a great girl, a little too American for my taste -"
"Hey! What does that mean !?" Lucille looked fiercely.
"- but she has the qualities to be a great mother. You got a good son. I know I probably shouldn't say that considering the circumstances, buuuut ... I am proud." Francisco gave his son a soft, comforting smile.
Amanda sweated and made a shrewd comment to her husband. "You shouldn't ... I love Jake too, but he may as well have just ruined their lives."
"Now there you are! You're being negative now!" Francisco pointed to his wife.
The old woman did not like his stubby finger being directed at her. "Don't point that finger at me! I'm just saying that you shouldn't congratulate him! He got Lucille pregnant! And it reminds me ..." Amanda looked at the plump mom. "How did Almeida react?" She asked.
Francisco laughed when Almeida was mentioned. "Yes, that poor slippery bastard! The worst case of friendzone I've ever seen!" He laughed.
Lucille gave him a stern look. "Mr. Francisco! This is unfair! We may have had a child, but I just couldn't love him like that! We both agreed to try to raise Hanzel as a normal family." She scolded.
"I agree, Lucille," Amanda crossed her arms. "Be a little nicer to the poor boy!"
"I can't believe everyone knew they weren't married, except me ..." Jake mumbled to the side, no one paying any attention to him.
Fortunately for the mood of the room, Amanda decided to change the subject. "Well, Lucille ... I think we should go ahead and start planning your wedding! We want you to wear a wedding dress before your baby starts showing up!" She joked.
Lucille blushed, not quite believing this was going to happen. It all seemed so surreal. "I don't think we will have enough time ... I'm already a few weeks old, I'm sure the type of dress I want to wear will not look so good."
"Oh!" Amanda passed out. "So humble! But relax, dear, with our contacts and money, we can have a beautiful wedding at the end of the month!"
"A good private wedding." Francisco corrected. "Like I said, we should just keep this close to the family."
Jake held up his hand.
"You don't have to raise your hand, son," Francisco sighed.
"Can I invite some friends?" He asked innocently.
"How many?" The older Lane asked, making Jake count on his fingers, but unfortunately for him, he had two more.
"Like ..." he looked at his fingers. "Like, twelve." Jake said, unsure if he counted how many friends he had or who he really planned to invite. "Not including family."
Francisco thought about it in his head for a second. "Y-Yes, of course, right."
"Yes!" Jake raised his fist.
Amanda took advantage of the moment of silence to roll over to Lucille and take her hand. "Now, dear, let's plan your wedding." She smiled.
Lucille put a lock of hair behind his ear and nodded. "Yes, let's do this. But first, let me call Lia and say that she may need to take care of Hanzel for a little while longer ..."
"Nonsense! I'm going to send Gabriel and Roxy to get my new granddaughter!" The older woman said.
"Oh," said Lucille, "well, if they don't mind ..." she stopped as she stood up.
Jake stood up with her and put a hand on her shoulder, "Don't worry! Gabriel and Roxy are some of the most trusted people I know." Jake said, trying to comfort her.
Lucille sniffed, wiping away a tear that was welling up in his eyes, "yes, I'm sorry. It's just ... it's all happening so fast, you know? It's kind of hard to keep up with." She whispered, leaning closer to him.
Jake just wrapped his arms around her and hugged her tightly. "Babe, don't worry! Everything will be fine! You should be happy, planning your wedding and most importantly ..." he started to laugh. "Your bachelorette party!"
"Ugh!" Lucille groaned. "Are you really going to make me have one?" She asked, clearly, hating the idea.
"Well, I'm not, but I'm sure Natasha and Astrid would like to celebrate before we tie the knot." Jake smiled, an obscene fantasy playing in his head.
"I think your idea of me, Natasha and Astrid 'celebrating' is completely different from what I'm thinking." Lucille teased.
Jake shrugged. "Maybe. Now go, I'll take care of some things myself." He told her.
Lucille released him and nodded. "Okay, but be safe and don't make any stupid decisions." She warned him.
"Yes, yes! You know me!" He smiled.
Lucille smiled back. "I know, that's why I'm warning you."
The two just stood there, looking into each other's eyes, silently saying goodbye, as they both knew it would be a while before they saw each other again. But, reluctantly, Lucille turned and followed his mother out of the room. That was when Francisco decided to get up and give his two cents.
"I have to say son," he smiled. "You could have done a lot worse."
Jake laughed. "Yes, she is a beauty, isn't she?" He said, feeling a sense of pride.
"Right." He patted his son on the back. "Now, what did you plan for your bachelor party?" He asked.
"Oh, you know, the usual ..."
The events that occurred at Jake Lane's bachelor party were considered classified information as a State Secret by the government. As such, the many crimes committed were covered up by Francisco Lane's vast wealth and influence. As far as Japan knows, Jake Lane and his group never got out of Jefferson Fernandez's car.
(~ X ~)
"I love it," said Jake proudly, standing in front of the love of his life in front of a small gathering of his most trusted friends and family. The past two weeks without her lover have been total hell for Jake, she never left her mind for a moment! Now, in front of her, Jake finally felt at peace, which would be something incomprehensible to someone who would be in his place. After all, he hasn't even graduated from high school and has already married, became a stepfather, biological father and set up a small harem with his friends' mothers. Best life ever.
"And do you, Lucille Cameron, accept Jake Lane as your rightful husband?" Albion Lane, the eldest of all the Lane brothers, recited. Jake wanted Albion and Albion just to be the one to marry him. The two were as thick as thieves in their childhood and when Albion went to seminary to be a priest, he gained the ability to marry people, saying that he would marry his family if they so desired.
Lucille, standing there in her stunning white dress that accentuated her figure a lot, while slightly hinting at her belly, nodded vigorously. "Yes I want!" She cried, happy that she finally married the one she loved. It seemed like yesterday that she was asking him to look after Hanzel. Speaking of her little girl, she looked to the side and saw that Amanda was holding her safely in her arms, the old woman shaking her head as she watched the ceremony. Her family just got a lot bigger.
"So, from the power invested in me by Japan, I know that I declare you husband and wife." Albion smiled. On the outside, he looked happy for his brother, but on the inside he was bored to cry. "You can now kiss the bride." He announced.
Without further ado, Jake and Lucille smiled brightly at each other as they approached, softly touching their lips. Both desperately wanted to cling to each other and give the public a real glimpse of their ardent love, but decided not to be fined on public charges of indecency.
Like all wedding kisses, there were some spasms and screams, even though Natasha telling them to do some indecent things and everyone ignoring her, she was already frowned upon for wearing such a tight and revealing dress with a deep V-neckline that went up to the navel. At least Astrid was respectful enough to cover her massive bust, even though the fabric was stretching far beyond its original shape.
"What are you two doing still kissing?" Francisco asked irritably. "You have to be at the hotel at five! Get going!" He screamed.
"Shit! He's right!" Jake walked away from his wife ... wow, just saying it looked weird.
Lucille licked his lips and nodded. "Yes, we can finish this later!"
And with that, the two jumped off the podium and headed straight for the limo, but not before Lucille threw the first bouquet. While most of the crowd was focused on picking up the bouquet, Natasha and Astrid got into the limo before the newlyweds, so when the crowd finally looked down, the car drove away.
"Wait a minute ...", Francisco turned to the woman. "Did ... Astrid and Natasha just get in the car with them?" He asked.
Amanda just kept rocking Hanzel. "Oh, honey, go with the times. Kids do weird things nowadays." She imagined it was just a fabulous random story in which the four are participating, without guessing that her own son had two other women by the side.
In the limo
Jake and Lucille laughed as they looked out the back window, smiling and waving to everyone who attended the wedding. Leaning back in his chair, Jake smiled wildly as he looked at his left hand and admired his gold ring. "This is a little heavy, but I'm sure I will learn to ignore it." He thought out loud.
Natasha, who was sitting next to him, smiled as she rubbed her voluptuous body against his. "Mmm, I've never had a married man before ..." she purred.
"That's a lie ..." Astrid whispered to herself, unhappy that she couldn't sit next to the three in the back, instead of having to sit in the side row.
"Shut up!" Natasha looked at her heaviest friend before returning her affection to her lover. "Ignore it."
Lucille frowned as he sat next to Jake. "How about he ignores you! This is my wedding day and we're going to our honeymoon! You two shouldn't even be here!" Said Lucille.
Puffing out her cheeks and wrapping her arms around Jake possessively, Natasha cocked her nose. "Hmm! So rude! Even after all the special wedding gifts that Astrid and I gave you last night!" The mother with black hair and big booty said.
With a flush of anger and shame, Lucille turned his head, but not before he took Jake out of his hands. "Anyway, I don't remember inviting you!"
"Wait," Jake held out his hands. "What do you do for 'special early wedding gifts'?" He asked.
"Nothing!" Lucille snapped.
Astrid raised an eyebrow. "I wouldn't call it anything! Jake, you should have seen the size of the bracelet that we-"
"Okay! Moving on!" Lucille shouted, desperately hoping to change the subject.
But it was too late, the little mention of what happened at Lucille's bachelor party has already affected Jake.
With a sly smile, Natasha looked at her trousers and licked her lips. "Well, it looks like someone is looking to start the party a little earlier than expected ..." she said hoarsely.
But when Natasha reached for the zipper, Lucille took his hand. "No, no, let's wait until we get to the hotel room. Then, after I get my turn, you two can have what's left." Lucille scolded her.
With a pout, Natasha crossed her arms. "Ugh! Whatever ..." she murmured.
Looking at the adjoining window, Astrid tilted her head. "This can happen sooner than expected too ... we're having a lot of fun. I think having your wedding in the middle of the day on a weekday was a smart move, after all."
Looking at his beautiful wife, Jake kissed the top of his forehead. "Well, dear, are you ready for our first time as a husband and wife?" He joked.
"Sure, honey," Lucille played along. "You look so elegant in your tuxedo that I'm surprised I managed to keep my hands off you! I'm glad to know that we won't have to wait long to get to our room and use the bed to its limits."
They matched each other's lustful smiles like a mirror.
(~ X ~)
It seemed to Jake that this was something we would grow up to get used to from now on. He felt it was his own personal gift from heaven that he and he alone would be the only one to witness the magnificence of the vision before him. Lying in front of him are the three women Jake would really belong to.
Astrid Pedragon, totally voluptuous, insanely piled and totally in a wet dream, lying on her back to her left. Her super upholstered breasts trembled and rolled to the sides, almost touching the bed below her as she looked at him, taking him everything she had to offer. Her smooth, reddened skin seemed to shudder at his touch, her nipples hard and bold, begging to be sucked by him or as many children as he wished to give her. She would be what he wanted; be it a successful businesswoman or a stay-at-home mom Astrid's hot molten core burned and yearned for his touch, wanting to feel his skin against hers. Her half-closed eyes seemed to wave him closer, telling him to come closer so they could warm each other up.
To his right, the woman who knew she had everything, still chose to reserve it just for him, Natasha Mercury. Like her busty blonde friend, she had her long, thick legs spread out for him and only for him. Although not as busty as her two friends, she quickly grabbed her own perky breasts, crushing the alabaster twins in her own hands. His small, flexible body ached and yearned for him as much as Astrid's, perhaps even more. Natasha knew that her place in Jake's heart was guaranteed, now she wanted her rightful place at the top of her 'Best Fuck' list. For her, no part of her body was off limits and she would fulfill all her wishes, seducing him with her feminine charms and milking her seed right from the source. If Jake asked, she would not hesitate to undress for him at any time, one of her nighttime fantasies would be to interrupt a scheduled teacher conference and take his cock up her throat, right in front of the smug bitch who dared to waste her time. For Jake, she would be his toy, without hesitation.
And finally, the flushed bride herself, writhing between her two friends to give herself some space to accommodate him between her legs. Her skin, as always, was shiny and smooth. Her hair, an emerald waterfall on the pillow behind her head. Her breasts, perfectly round and swollen to carry milk for her children. Beneath those soft, potent pillows of flesh was a stomach that held proof of his love and commitment, because of that, Jake would be extremely careful tonight. Lucille Cameron was now his wife Lucille Lane, the mother of his son and the center of his universe. The love that Jake would give to Natasha and Astrid would be instantly overshadowed by the amount of love that Jake would give to his beloved. Little did she know, but she would spend the rest of her life pampered by him, as she deserved to be. Lucille Her thighs would wrap around her waist and keep him there for as long as she wished, hearing no complaints for him, as he would only know that he belonged there. As Astrid and Natasha would strive to be the center of their attention, everything would be in vain, as Lucille already held that title, the rest were just fighting for second place.
Jake really was the luckiest man on the planet, having these beautiful women opening up to him, offering him what only they could give. If there was only one problem, it was choosing which one was the most beautiful. Astrid, a woman that any man would kill just to share his life with a beautiful and capable woman. Natasha, a woman that every man would want, her basic instincts crying out to hold and mate her. And finally Lucille, the one with whom every man could find love and happiness, a happy middle ground between Natasha and Astrid.
"Nnnh, Jake ~" Lucille murmured, his hands gripping the back of his knees to help her spread as much as possible. Her soft, supple ass leaning against the bed, but managing to come and greet him. "Time for my wedding present ..." she bit her bottom lip, moaning sensuously as her two friends rub against her.
Looking at his beautiful, irresistible and stunning bride, Jake took his heavy cock in his hand, the member fully erect and swollen from lack of attention. Thick, pulsating veins erupted from the shaft and protruded aggressively. Her balls, hot and heavy with her semen stored for not being spilled in two weeks, begging to just touch one of her fertile pussies. Needless to say, Jake pressed his hard, throbbing tip to Lucille's soaked lips, massaging the slippery rose petals in a disorderly fashion before slowly feeding his cock into the hungry grip.
"Oooh!" Lucille moaned in satisfaction, feeling Jake's big, menacing rod run through her messy pussy. It had been almost too long for her to run out of penis. Her parents did well to separate them for superstition of marriage, so everything she had to use where her fingers and her two friends. But even so, fingers and dildos had nothing on Jake and his fat cock. Pulsing inside her, Lucille felt his big prick strain his body once more to settle. Its warm, smooth interior enveloped its thick shaft and embraced the intruder, welcoming him with open arms, granting it permission to slide as far as it could go.
"Fuck ..." Jake breathed heavily, his head bobbing back and forth with his hips in slow movements, the lack of sex taking its toll on Jake's body, drastically reducing his usual resistance. Maybe it was the adrenaline rush of knowing he was fucking his new wife, or maybe it was the fact that two other chubby, horny bitches were crying out for him to hurry up and sow his thick, hot seed in Lucille's hungry womb so that his time would come faster. "So hot ... and tight ..." he murmured.
"Jake ~" Astrid whispered softly, her fleshy lips swallowing the stick together hitting with hunger. "You look exhausted ... why don't you go ahead and give Lucille what she wants so you can rest your tired head on my huge, beautiful breasts?" She proposed, arms crossed under her juicy knockers to help push them up, making them look even more attractive. The mountains of fatty meat causing its heavy balls to swell even more.
"You're not tired," Natasha said, lying on her side with her head in her hand. "You're just bored. You want to move on to something a little more ..." she grabbed a handful of her big, pasty ass and pulled it up to reveal her shaky rapture and her perfectly usable ass. "... fair." Now that his bag was closed, he had to fight tooth and nail to keep from bursting unless he disappointed his wife.
If that wasn't enough to send Jake over the edge, Lucille's comment would certainly do.
"J-Jake ... come on me. Fill my hungry pussy with your hot, fertile courage. Keep your wife happy and ... ngh, keep your pussy happy!" She told him. And without further ado, Jake released him. He loosened his restraints and flooded his wife's canal with his heavy sperm, filling his uterus and passage with his sticky secretion. "Ah!" She screamed, her eyes opened in shock as she came with him herself, almost squirting. With the space in her pussy becoming smaller and smaller by milliseconds, Jake pulled out, his cock still discharging some potent drops into the milky expanse of Lucille's stomach as his vagina squirted his thick seed into the sheets below her, staining them.
Lucille was now satisfied with cum, her pussy loose and dripping, and her stomach slightly swelling with the amount. Natasha and Astrid looked with perverse amazement at the amount of seeds that Jake had accumulated. And, it seemed, Lucille was almost beside himself, his head hung back and drool dripped down the side of his face.
But as for Jake, his dick was still rock hard and his balls were still swollen. The two women felt something similar to winning the lottery knowing that he was out of stock and now they just had to split the load between the two. Now they just expected him to make the decisions.
"So." He breathed heavily, still recovering from orgasm. "Who is next?" He asked the two of them, letting them decide who would be the next woman to have their pussies filled.
-XxX-XxX-XxX-
17 years later
Rudy Lane
"Ahhh ... the cold water really washes the jet lag ..." A young half Japanese, half American sighed contentedly, happy with his current place in life. Even here, lying in a pool floating in the sun, smiling as he remembered the looks on the faces of his classmates when he was taken out of class just for this trip. He came to Japan to see his grandparents and help around the house (which was a super easy job considering all his maids and butlers), so he just relaxed all day, hanging out with his aunt Roxy. But imagine his surprise when his father's old friend (and his new fap material) came to see him. He thought she was kind of hot with all that "mature, independent, but hot businesswoman" look, until she started scolding him for his father's lack of visits. Of course, it was not his fault that his father had not visited her. His father, Jake Lane, got a job in the real estate market like his aunt Natasha, but while making a lot of money, he still had some reservations about visiting his home country.
As soon as he managed to calm Stella, she started asking questions about his life in the United States. Of course, there was not much to say, considering that he and his family lived only on his mother's childhood farm. It was just him, his parents, his two aunts, his sisters and his brothers. For some reason, when he told her he was her eldest son, she had a look of nostalgia on her face that he didn't understand, almost as if she knew him before he met her. Of course, after that, she said she had to leave, but not before demanding his number so as not to lose contact with him or his family. He felt a little awkward taking her, a busty accountant who had no husband or boyfriend to speak of. Not to mention that she looked a little stingy and imposing.
'Hey Rudy, feel free to use my pool whenever you get bored. I know how close Francisco is to the water. '
Well, that first message he received from her certainly changed her view of her. Despite all the glamorous facilities he had at his grandfather's mansion, the old man had a deadly fear of water. He didn't know why his grandfather was afraid, maybe it was some kind of irrational fear of sharks, one of his younger brothers, Cornell, shared the same fear of water as his grandfather. But he would not miss the opportunity to go swimming. All he had at home was a lake that he shared with snakes and other wildlife in Oklahoma. When he wasn't swimming, he was doing stupid shit in the city with his friends, considering that he couldn't take them back to his house, otherwise, they would talk about his mother and aunts like pieces of meat. His father would beat them all up and leave them in a self-induced coma in the hospital for a few weeks.
"I could live in Japan," Rudy smiled, closing his eyes. "I don't know why my parents moved to North America. If they were going to move to the USA, why couldn't they live in a fun place like New York or California? At least here they have decent WiFi ..."
While he dealt with his teenage problems in the first world, the day flew by. He went into the pool at about three and now it was almost seven. It was a miracle that he hadn't sunburned before. Fortunately for him, he wouldn't be stumbling in the dark since Stella had automatic lights installed to keep him aware of his surroundings.
"I should probably go back to Grandma, she gets worried a lot." He sighed, sinking back into the pool to swim to the shallows.
Inside the house, a stressed redhead came stumbling into her house through the front door. It was evident from the disheveled state of her clothes and the distant look in her eyes that she had been drinking, no doubt because of the heavy workload and stress that comes from her work.
"Why ..." Stella leaned on the counter, her heavy breasts crushing the counter below as she tried to get up properly. "Why are the lights on?" She squinted to see a better picture of the backyard where she saw a lonely man emerge from his pool.
"Rudy ... Jake's son ..." The redhead remembered. "Say, he is handsome for a seventeen year old ..." Licking her lips, she admired the young man's muscular form. For a farm boy, he still managed to look more elegant, not as much as his father at his age, but almost there. The main focus of his sly look was, of course, his abdomen.
If Stella had not consumed so much alcohol, she would have slapped herself for having such indecent thoughts about her old friend's son and former lover of a blizzard night. But of course, she wasn't thinking clearly enough to stop herself.
Unbuttoning the first five buttons of her blouse, revealing all of her stretched black lace bra, Stella walked to the sliding door. "Hey Rudy!" She screamed in a low, husky voice. "When did you say you had to go back to America?"
Rudy scratched the back of his neck. "Hummm, what?"