After Randy and I rejoined everyone we sat at the wedding party dinner table. Everyone ate the delicious food and cake. Then, my dad annouced that it was time for the toasts.

John, being the best man chose to go first. Oh man, this was going to be embarrassing.

"Sara, my darling little sister. I love you more than anything. I've protected you from everythings such as horny guys and cameras, for all your life. Then, you decided to be a playboy model. Lord knows why... Anyways, I have to say that you are the happiest when you're with Randy, and I didn't think you could get any happier than the time we were all wrestling in the pool in the summer of 1990. Man, makes me feel old. And you, Randy, you better take over my job of protecting her or I'll kick your ass. I trust you with her life. Her heart. Don't break either." And he was done. Then Monica stood up.

"Sara, how long have we been friends? Since college? Well it definitely feels like longer. You are definitely hard work. Randy, good luck trying to tame this wild cat. I love you, Sara. You're like the sister I never had. Randy, I should scare you more than John." We all laughed and then my mom and dad ended the speeches with a good luck wish and a tearful congratulations.

Our reception seemed to fly by after the toasts. Although it was probably about three hours long, lots of cake, dancing and laughing. It was finally time for us to go on our honeymoon. We ran to the car that was waiting to take us to the airport. After climbing in the car everything was a blur until I fell asleep on the plane on the way to a smaller airport that was going to take us to a private island that our parents rented for us.

Randy gently shook me awake so that we could get on the smaller plane. Our luggage had already been shipped to the island, thankfully. Monica had packed my bags and John had packed Randy's. We rode in the plane for about half an hour before reaching our destination. We both ran from the plane to the front door.

In a second he was on me. His mouth collided with mine with great force. I have to admit that it scared the shit out of me. I tensed up when he took my ass in his hands, but relaxed into his strong grip. He'd never been so rough with me before, but I liked it, a lot. He greedily explored my mouth with his tongue. My hands did a little exploring as well. I couldn't help but moan into his mouth at the feel of his muscles under my fingers.

He broke this kiss long enough to stare deep into my eyes, before he moved on to the spot behind my ear His mouth felt so good I had to grip his shoulders to keep from falling. I let out a soft whimper when I felt teeth graze my jaw, but before it was all the way out, he had captured it with his lips.

Holding me up with a hand on the small of my back, he moved the other hand under my shirt to knead my aching breast. He shoved my body up against the wall, and I could feel his already hardening cock on my hip as he pushed against me.

He grabbed onto my wrist and pulled me into our rented bedroom. He gave me a passionate kiss once we entered the room. My free hand went to his neck, pulling him in deeper. I was much more receptive than before, even venturing out with my own tongue to explore his mouth before he could shove his way into mine. When we broke, we were both panting. He took a few breaths before dipping his head down to nip and lick at my neck and collar bone.

He took the lobe of my ear between his teeth and gave it a good tug before running his tongue across the sensitive flesh.

Again he ground his hips against mine so I could feel what was there. I reached down to his waist to pull him closer as he groaned into my neck. He moved his hand to the front of my dress, putting pressure on my clit through the fabric. I shuddered. I willed for the fabric to be thinner so I could feel his touch better as I ground my hips into his hand. He captured my moan in his mouth, searching out every corner with his tongue.

I grabbed the back of his head and pulled his mouth to mine. I grabbed the front of his strained slacks, knowing that the cock they held was larger than average.

We used our hands and mouths to explore each other until my knees hit the bed. Randy stopped to watch me fall back. Seeing this must have kicked Randy into overdrive because he came for me, throwing his shirt off on the way. He shoved me on the bed. I thought he looked good in his ring attire. But somehow, even with pants on, what stood before me was even better.

Seeing that I was struggling with getting my dress off, Randy gripped the hem of it and yanked it off. I gasped at the quick movement, throwing my head back with desire. Looking up at him with lust filled eyes I said, "Pants off, now."

He obliged, letting his slack s drop to the floor. He stepped out of them, flinging them to one side. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. He wasn't wearing any boxers. "I see why they call you the viper," I said admiring his far larger cock.

He smiled and reached his arms out, striking the pose he was famous for. I had always thought that pose made him look like an asshole, but now all I saw was pure sex. I had never been so turned on in my life.

I reached up to free my breasts of their lacy cage as Randy began to climb on the bed, again like he was stalking his pray. In one swift movement, he grabbed onto my panties and ripped them off, throwing them to the floor. I was just glad they were off. I could be mad that he ruined them later. He leaned down and began to kiss a path up my stomach.

I almost cried with pleasure when Randy took one of my taught nipples in his mouth, lightly grazing his teeth across the sensitive skin. I ran my hands over the planes of his shoulder and back digging my nails in when he found the other nipple with his mouth.

When he had finished lavishing my chest with kisses and nips, he looked up at me. There was a question in his intense gaze that didn't I didn't need to hear to understand. "Yes. Now!"

Randy stood very still as I grabbed on to the base of his cock, leaning over to flick my tongue across the engorged head. I took him in and out of my mouth, loving the feel of his shaft on my tongue. I took my mouth away then I bobbed a few more times, and noticed that when Randy took a hold of my head he didn't try to choke me.

I took my mouth away and scooted back on the bed. Randy got to his knees, coming after me with a devilish look in his eye that mirrored my own. He took my mouth again in another need filled kiss as he pushed me into the bed. He spread my legs open with his thighs, hovering over my entrance with his cock. I grabbed on to his arms and let out a frustrated groan as he teased my folds with his member.

With the head poking just inside, I let out a frustrated whine, grabbed his hips and pulled him deep into me. I cried out. I was a virgin and he was really big. He stopped for a minute to let me adjust. I gasped at the pleasure of being so completely filled as he let out a groan of his own. "Oh God, you're big," I said through panting breaths.

He didn't respond with anything that sounded remotely like words as he pulled out and slammed into me again, filling me to the brim. "Oh God, fuck me!" I cried out as he began to thrust in and out. The force he was using was so great that the headboard shook.

Randy shifted the weight in his arms just enough that I took the opportunity to roll him over onto his back. He didn't resist me one bit as I took control of the speed, as I moved over him. I could feel his cock brushing against my g-spot every time I shifted my hips. I arched my back, throwing my hair behind me while I gripped his legs for stability. I knew it felt good running across my back so I could only imagine what it felt like on his thighs. The faster I moved, the harder it was to think.

Not much of a talker, I somehow could still tell how close he was to the end just by the sound of his moans and growls between short gasping breaths. My breathing was getting a bit difficult as well. "God, you feel so good inside me."

Apparently not happy with my speed, Randy grabbed my hips and flipped me onto my back again. I yelped at the change in position, but soon realized that I was so close it didn't matter who was on top. Neither one of us was going to last much longer either way.

"Fuck me faster. Oh God, please faster!" I gasped out as he pounded me into the bed. I wrapped my legs around his back in an effort to pull him deeper. "I gonna…" I couldn't even get out the last word before a sudden wave of extreme pleasure broke over me. My whole body shook as I came harder than I thought possible.

My walls clamped down on Randy's thrusting cock, triggering his release. He yelled out my name as he emptied himself. Thrusting until he was done, Randy finally collapsed on top of me.

I couldn't tell if it was the mind blowing sex or the fact that I had a 250 pound man on top of me, but either way my breath was still coming out in quick spurts. As I calmed my breathing, Randy rolled off of me.

I rolled onto my side to stare at him. After he had tossed the condom in the trash can next to the bed, he placed one hand behind his head, and the other on his chest. I couldn't help but remark at how beautiful he was. I had seen him covered in sweat many times before, but knowing that I was the cause of the sweat made it so much sexier.

We lay that way for a few minutes, before Randy broke the silence. "Why are you staring at me?"

"I was hoping I could read your mind." He chuckled at that.