1. Path to Our Future part 9


    Date: 10/13/2014, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Death, Hardcore, Male/Female, Romance, Teen Male/Teen Female, Violence, Author: P.O.I., Rating: 92.8, Source: sexstories.com

    Last’, it’s a nice slow number and Kori is beaming with joy and a few tears as were out on the dance floor and when we’re done I walk Kori back to her seat and take Katy’s hand, I chose ‘I Don’t Want to Set the World on Fire’ by the Ink Spots. It’s a soft and much older song but Katy is pressed against me the whole time making sure if anyone comes between us there will be pain involved. The song ends and when it does I repeat the walk back to the table and take Matty’s hand, her song ‘Fly me to the Moon’ by Frank Sinatra. I have to look up to her normally but now we’re dancing and she’s trying to rest her head on my shoulder which looks awkward but once achieved my Amazon is damn near purring like a kitten. We get done and I take her back and in a bit of a twist take Rachael’s hand and lead her to the floor, her song ‘Maybe I’m Amazed’ by Paul McCartney. Being the one girl that is a little shorter than the rest allows Rachael the freedom to rest her head against my chest and turn it into a nice slow number and when it’s done I return to the table and take Imelda’s hand and lead her out to the center of the dance floor when everything goes off. First the DJ stops all music and begins to change some speakers, then a group of men who have been moving through the crowd take up positions and instruments near the speakers and I take off my tuxedo coat as Imelda’s Mother and a group of women surround her daughter in a curtain and I explain. “Apparently weddings are a bit more ...
    upbeat in my wife’s family,” I explain to the family and friends watching,” And there is a song that is sung every wedding in Imelda’s family and there is dancing. Very upbeat dancing.” The curtain drops and Imelda is in a different dress, one that is very loose and easy to move in but still white like her wedding dress. I’m about seven feet away from her when her cousins, the musicians who have set up, start in with a very electric version of Malagueña Salerosa. I know maybe eight or nine words to the song but as soon as we start moving in a very upbeat Salsa with a lot of stomping and clapping I can see that my new wife has more rhythm than anticipated and I have to keep up with her. There is a lot of clapping with the beat and when her cousin or uncle, not sure which, hits a high note for maybe a minute we actually pause and watch but when he stops we resume dancing. They finally end it on a softer note and there is applause, applause not clapping at our wedding. I have to laugh a little and Imelda is wearing the biggest grin possible as we head off the dance floor. Everyone is allowed to dance after us but the band is done with their one song and my wives, I love saying that, and I make the rounds shaking hands and hugging friends and family. The Old Man, Smitty, Vicki, Jackie and new baby Claire give us warm hugs and I tell the Old Man that I’m glad everyone is wearing their cuts. He laughs with me on that thankfully. Natsuko and her parents give us a warm response especially ...
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