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The next morning, the morning of the wedding, Fara woke up determined not to go through with her wedding to Urs. She couldn’t. She wouldn’t enter a marriage of convenience. Especially not when she liked/loved having regular sex. Urs had bought out the wanton in her and now he wanted to make it go away. But Fara wouldn’t let him. She refused to let him take it away. So no, she wouldn’t be getting married. Not today and certainly not to Urs. In fact make that never to Urs. Until she received a phone call from the man himself.
‘I’ve bought you a present.’ he told her on answering the phone.
‘Oh?’ she asked, not really interested in anything he had to say.
‘Its on your doorstep. Have a look and ring me back. Urs told her. Before the phone went dead.
Fara tutted at the dead phone then went to see what was on her doorstep. She was surprised to see an oblong box. She bought it inside and opened it. It was a vibrator. A bright purple coloured vibrator. With a note attached reading. ‘Use me. Love U xx.’
Fara immediately phoned Urs back. ‘Is this some kind of joke?’ she asked on him answering.
‘No, no kind of joke.’ Urs replied.
‘What then?’ she demanded.
‘Use it Fara.’ he told her.
‘Ha! You told me I couldn’t.’ she reminded him, ‘you think me having an orgasm, of any kind, will damage the baby.’
‘I know differently now.’ he whispered.
‘Yeah? Since when?’ she demanded again.
‘Since I…finally read the book Roberta gave me.’ Urs admitted.
‘The book…on sex during pregnancy?’ Fara asked.
‘That’s the one.’
‘Yes, and?’
‘And now I understand how stupid I’ve been.’ Urs sighed.
‘Yes, and?’ Fara asked again.
‘And I apologise.’ he sighed again.
‘Meaning…?’
‘I want you, to have an orgasm.’
‘Without you being there?’ Fara asked.
‘Oh, I want to be there. But…since we’re getting married later, and its unlucky to see the bride before the wedding…’
‘You’re saying I can have one now?’
‘Hence the vibrator. Yes.’ Urs agreed.
‘So later then…?’ Fara then asked.
‘Later, you and I, are going to have one wedding night to remember.’ he promised.
‘You mean sex?’
‘Oh yes. Sex. Lots and lots of sex.’ Urs agreed.
‘Promise me?’ Fara asked, crossing her fingers.
‘You have my word.’ Urs promised again.
‘I hope you’re up for it big boy because I’ve got at least two months of orgasms in me, needing to come out.’
‘Don’t you worry. I’ve got plenty of stamina.’
‘I’m holding you to that.’ Fara warned.
‘If I don’t live up to expectations you can sue me and divorce me claiming I’ve the worlds smallest dick.’ Urs smiled down the phone.
‘No woman would believe that!’ Fara laughed at this.
‘And that I’m crap at sex.’ Urs then said.
‘Nope…wouldn’t believe that either.’
‘Who have you been talking to?’ he asked.
‘Look mate, you’re that sexy that even gay women want you!’ Fara then told him.
‘Karen then?’ Urs asked, laughing.
‘Hey, she’s bi-sexual like Rob.’ Fara corrected.
‘OK. Well…see you later then honey.’
‘After at least two, maybe three orgasms.’ Fara warned.
‘Groan away. You have my permission.’ Urs laughed before disconnecting the call.
Now, Fara should have been annoyed but she was well too horny to care about that. At least for now. Instead she picked up the vibrator, made herself comfortable and away she went. Fara had three orgasms in the end. The first one came quickly. Bringing relief. The next slower but still needed. The final third making her scream out with the best self made orgasm she had ever experienced before in her life. Roberta, chief bridesmaid heard the final orgasm Fara had. She smiled. Urs had finally read that book then. Thank god.

In actual fact, after Urs’ conversation with Seb he had grabbed hold of the book from its hiding place and had sat up all night reading it. It made interesting reading. He had come to realise, at the end of reading the book that he had made a rather big mistake. That for a pregnant woman, having an orgasm, and having lots of them however they were was good for releasing tension and stress. It was a big eye opener. Urs had learnt things he had never knew. From now on he decided to let Fara have as many orgasms as she wanted and when she wanted. And he hoped to be there for every single one of them. He hoped to personally make every single one happen by himself. Using any means he had. His tongue. His fingers. His dick. And by anything else he could possibly think of given time and lots of it. From today he would have the rest of his life to make Fara a very happy, contented woman. Now he had a wedding to prepare for and a speech to make. He already had a vague idea of what he wanted to say. He just had to remember one thing. Keep it clean! So not to end up embarrassing Fara’s or his own parents. They didn’t need to know that their children had fantastic sex lives.

Fara was in the middle of taking a shower when Roberta finally made her presents known to her friend. She knocked on the bathroom door, ‘Fara, honey.’ she called, ‘the hairdresser is here.’
‘OK. Coming.’ Fara shouted back. Biting her lip as a groan escaped her. She had been masturbating again. Over a thought of having Urs, tied to the bed, stark naked, as she teased him with feathers, light kisses and an erotic massage. Touching every part of him but where he so desperately wanted it. His very ready and extremely hard looking, ready to burst penis. In her fantasy, Fara had never seen a penis quite so ready to burst. It looked purple in colour. Like an angry snake. Actually, it looked strangely like her new vibrator. How weird was that!

After a very refreshing shower, Fara emerged pink faced and very, very satisfied.
‘OK now honey?’ Roberta winked on seeing her.
‘Oh yes.’ Fara beamed, nodding.
‘Getting married today?’ Roberta asked.
‘Of course.’ Fara nodded again.
‘Oh good.’
‘You heard me…’ Fara blushed.
‘Urs changed his mind then?’ Rob asked.
‘Yes. Thank god!’
‘How many orgasms have you had so far this morning?’
‘Five.’ Fara blushed.
‘You’re making up for them then.’ Roberta nodded.
‘I was so desperate!’
‘Well, hope you give Urs hell tonight.’ Roberta winked.
‘Oh, don’t you worry. I will. I most definitely will.’ Fara winked back, broadly smiling.
‘Good for you.’ Roberta hugged her.
‘Ready Miss?’ then asked the rather embarrassed looking hairdresser who had heard the whole conversation.
‘Yes. Yes. Sure.’ Fara nodded, sitting down in the chair the hairdresser, named Victoria had just indicated.
‘Right. Now, lets see what we can do, shall we?’ Victoria asked, picking up strands of Fara’s hair and examining it.
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