****** My Wedding Day by Stacy5000 ******
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My Wedding Day


All I can say is... thank God my mother was there for me. My name is Emily. The
time was my wedding day, over a year ago now although it seems like yesterday.
That day went from being the worst of my life to the best in a split second.
Growing up I was a good looking girl, I have d cup breasts and long legs with
an hourglass figure. Being a natural redhead with milky white skin made me even
more popular. I was by no means a slut when I was younger but I did have my
share of sex, but when I hit high school I met Glen. Glen was the answer to all
my prayers for a man. He was tall, athletic, extremely handsome, and rich. We
were high school sweethearts and in our last year of high school he asked me to
marry him. I would have been insane to say no. Three months after we graduated
we set a date , the wedding was to be on New Years Day. Except it was not to
be.

My mother's name is Julia, she's 41. I asked her to give me away at the wedding
because my father had left us many years before. I think I was 8 when I last
saw him. Mom thought Glen was a little too good to be true and she told me
that. We fought about it more than once and I am ashamed of many of the things
I said in anger towards her. I told her she was an old crone who couldn't keep
her own husband and who was now trying to mess up my life. Looking back I don't
think it was mom's fault she couldn't keep dad around. Mom was a very busty
woman with long dark reddish hair (darker than mine) and great long legs that
seemed to end somewhere around her shoulders. She wasn't as hippy as I am and I
was always jealous of that.

One day when mom and I were arguing about Glen I called her an old joyless
shrew and she slapped me. I deserved it but I still slapped her back in the
heat of the moment. I dragged her to the ground as we fought and we rolled
across the floor pulling hair and cursing. I felt mom's large breasts press
against mine and her breath on my neck as we tussled and I started to feel
differently. I realized I was becoming aroused. Instinctively I rubbed my own
crotch against her leg that was between my own. She didn't seem to notice but I
was becoming wetter and wetter by the second. I realized that I had never been
with a woman before and would like to try it someday. Not with mom of course
but maybe Glen and I could have a threesome after we were married or something.
Mom never seemed to notice that I was aroused rolling on the floor with her
like that.

The night of my stag party was quite memorable as well. Mom arranged the whole
thing as my maid of honor and it was pretty raunchy for her standards. Several
of our friends showed up and we opened presents. Mom gave me the wickedest
looking lingerie I had ever seen. It was a blue merry widow outfit that really
pushed up my tits around my throat with thong panties and garters topped off
with a pair of spike high heels. Mom laughed so hard when I opened it she
nearly wet herself. I thought I saw wine come out her nose. Strangely enough,
mom shouted out that I should model it for the crowd of women but I declined.

"Well, maybe you'll give me a private showing later." she said. Most of the
girls were laughing so hard they drowned her out but I heard her loud and
clear. I wondered if mom was thinking what I was thinking at that point. I
would find out on my wedding day. A little later I opened another box from mom
and inside was a very large black strap on dildo. Everyone was laughing.

"Now you can fuck Glen up the ass if he misbehaves," Mom said and I noticed her
licking her lips. Eventually the dildo was forgotten. Finally my wedding day
had come. Of course there was a blizzard outside, I was all dressed up in a
huge bridal dress with a train several feet long. The crowd gathered even
though the storm outside was miserable. Mom was done up in a cream colored
dress that showed off her cleavage a little too much, strangely enough I found
myself catching little glimpses down her dress when ever I could. Sometimes I
thought she was giving me this little show intentionally. Everyone was in place
and ready to go, except the groom. Glen was nowhere to be found. Of course
there was a blizzard outside and he could very well be late because of that so
we waited.

And waited, and waited, and waited. He never showed up. I was frantic, I
thought he may have been in an accident, dead, or even worse, bleeding to death
alone in the cold. Finally word came. Glen's best man Brad got a call on his
cell phone. It was Glen. He was in Rio with some woman. He was "truly sorry"
but he was unable to commit to one woman. I had suspected that he had been
cheating on me but I always gave that rat bastard the benefit of the doubt, now
it was all confirmed... in front of all my friends and relatives. Worst of all
it was in front of my mother, the one who knew all along Glen was too good to
be true. Damn her!

I stormed down off the altar and back into the rectory as the church quickly
emptied out with "tsk tsk" sounds and "isn't that a shame" or "she's too nice a
girl for her own good" floating in whispers above the crowd. Soon the church
was empty and I was alone in the rectory. I had locked the door and considered
killing myself right then and there, lucky for me there was no way to do such a
thing. I heard my mother knock on the door and whisper my name. She said she
was outside with the priest if I needed to talk. I told her the only one I
could talk to was her and no one else. I heard her talk to the priest for a
moment and he said he would go next door to the church hall where the reception
was supposed to be, that should give us some privacy. When I heard him go I let
mom in. My face was streaked with tears and eye shadow. Mom shut the door and
came over to me, taking me in her arms.

"Why me mom?" I asked, "Why didn't I listen to you?" When mom answered her
voice was a whisper and it was very comforting.

"Sometimes age gives one a certain wisdom my precious. The same wisdom that
tells me that when you come out the other side of this sad event, you will find
true love."

I rested my head on my mothers bosom, taking all the comfort from her I could.
I noticed that mom's breathing was getting deeper. Maybe heavier? She ran her
hands through my hair and shushed me until I had finally stopped crying. I
dropped my hand down to her knee and quite instinctively squeezed her thigh. I
felt her jump a bit but she didn't say anything. She just continued to run her
hands through my hair. My breath started to get shallow and come in shorter
gasps. I was becoming excited, and very very wet. I needed love and I needed it
now. Glen and I decided we wouldn't have any sex or even live together for
three months before the wedding, I was dying for an orgasm. I raised my head up
to meet my mothers and she started to kiss my tears, trying to make me feel
better. I looked at her with my best bedroom eyes and she continued to kiss my
face wear the tears had been. I started to breathe heavily.

"Don't worry precious," she whispered to me, "mommy's here." And she kissed
where a tear had been, and then she ran her tongue over the wet spot on my
face. I almost melted right there. Mom's tongue was thick and long and she
almost made me cum right there by doing that. She licked my face again and I
let her. She took this as my approval to what she was doing. She licked again
and I moaned. Again she licked my face with more force, leaving a trail of spit
on my face. I took her chin in my hand and pulled her towards me again. She
licked my face from my eye down over my cheek. This time I licked her back. Mom
definitely moaned when I finally gave in and licked her face. She licked me
back, and I licked her. Our tongues met and we played with each other as if
they were swords or something. The two of us continued to lick and exchange
spittle on one another's tongues until she took the next step and sucked my
tongue right into her mouth.

I was totally hers now. She could do anything she wanted with me and I hoped
she would. Mom and I kissed with no thought of incest or the fact that we were
in a church rectory, I still in my wedding dress. She sucked on my tongue and I
in turn sucked on hers, we were both becoming violently aroused and nothing
could stop us from doing what was to follow. My hands reached up and squeezed
mom's ample breasts. She exhaled loudly when I did that and I smiled for the
first time since I entered the rectory. Mom saw this.

"I'm glad you can still smile." She said breathlessly as I licked my way down
her neck towards her cleavage.

"You make me happy." I responded. I felt mom's hands starting to fumble with my
wedding dress, I reached around back to help her. She cursed as she fumbled
excitedly with my hooks and buttons.

"Get it off me," I whispered, "I need to be naked for you." I told her.

"Yesssssss precious Emily, I want you. I want to pleasure you."

"God take me mom. Fuck me." I responded.

I hiked up mom's dress and ran my hands up her well toned legs. She shivered at
my touch and I was honored to pleasure her. My hands ran up the inside of her
thighs and I found the dampness between her legs. Mom was indeed dripping wet,
I was so excited to know that she was dripping wet for me.

Finally my mom had popped open the back of my wedding dress and it fell to my
waist. Mom realized that I was wearing the merry widow outfit she had given me.
She practically started drooling when she saw me in the push up bra. I pulled
her down into my chest and she buried her face in my breasts, her tongue set me
on fire. I stood before her and the wedding dress fell down to my ankles,
revealing the thong panties and garters. Mom pulled the material of my panties
aside and, all the while looking lovingly into my eyes, began to eat my
dripping pussy. I almost fainted when mom's tongue found my clit. Glen was
never very good at giving head, he used a very stiff tongue and moved his
tongue from side to side. Mom's tongue was soft and wet. She lapped at my clit
like a kitten lapping at milk. I practically fell down in ecstasy. Mom noticed
this and stood before me, face to face. I kissed her passionately and she lay
me down on the floor of the rectory. I gladly spread my legs for her, exposing
my freshly shaven pussy to her. Mom stood before me and reached around to her
back, I heard her unzip her dress and she let it fall down around her knees.

Mom looked radiant, her breasts were heaving with excitement. Her abs were
tight and her legs were well muscled. I wanted her between my legs. As if she
read my mind Mom got down on her hands and knees and dropped her head between
my legs. I felt her tongue invade me and I convulsed in pleasure.

"FUCK!" I yelled.

"Emily, we're in a church," Mom joked, "cursing is for bad girls."

"Shut and eat me bitch. I am gonna be a bad girl for you you slut. Make me
fuckin' cum!" I said to her just to shock her. Mom just smiled and buried her
face in my dripping pussy. I just about fainted with the ferocity of mom's
tongue attack. Her silky wet tongue swirled all over my clit and I felt her
fingers spread my pussy lips. I felt the two fingers of her other hand slide
into me and I humped against them as hard as I possibly could. Mom had a rude
tongue and invaded every inch of my tongue as I squealed in delight on the
rectory floor.

"Lick my asshole mom." I commanded breathlessly.

Mom looked up at me, "are you sure you want me too?" She asked.

"I need it mom, I need your tongue on my ass. That's how I like it."

The next thing I knew I felt my ass cheeks being spread and mom's tongue
invading my ass. I really began to hyperventilate. This was better than any man
had ever given me. I was about to cum when mom stopped eating me, I looked at
her with disappointment but she only smiled.

"Get on your hands and knees for me Emily. Mommy has a treat for you." Mom
said.

I did as she asked with great urgency, I needed to cum or I would explode. Mom
reached into her purse and pulled out the black strap on from my stag party. I
was aghast.

"Don't tell me you carry that thing in your purse all the time mom!" I asked.

"Ok I won't tell you." She said with a wink. Mom stepped into the harness and
tightened it around waist and was back on her knees behind me in less than a
minute. I felt the head of it invade me and begin to slide into me. The thing
was much bigger than Glen was and would never go soft. I pulled my wedding
dress towards me and stuffed some of it into my mouth, then I screamed as mom
thrust the thing all the way into me and started to fuck me rapidly. I felt mom
reach over and grab my hair, pulling me back towards her. I immediately started
humping against her beautiful body. The only sounds in the entire church now
were that of our bodies slapping together, my mothers grunts of exertion and my
muffled screaming into my wedding dress.

"Fuck me Emily my precious. Hump me you little slut, as hard as you can. Mommy
will make you cum as hard as you need to."

"Fuck me fuck me fuck me fuck me fuck me!" I panted over and over. Mom
continued to thrust into me as hard as she possibly could and I was approaching
nirvana. I had never been fucked this hard before. Mom was making wild.

"UnghhhhhhhhhhH! FUCKKKKKKKKK!!!" I remember yelling and then I continued a
string of curses and moans. To heighten my sensation mom brought her free hand
down hard on my ass cheek, spanking me hard. I came again when she did it.

After a few minutes I stopped humping mom and rested a moment on the floor, I
could still feel the huge plastic cock in my pussy. That did it for me. I was a
lesbian, I was my mothers love toy, no men need apply from now on. I was a
dyke.

"Don't ever leave me mom." I whispered.

"I'm yours precious, always have been, always will be." She whispered in that
soothing tone of hers again. I knew everything was going to be all right. Mom
pulled out of me and let go of my hair and I fell to the floor. I looked around
at mom with animal lust in my eyes. It was incest. It was wrong, it was all I
wanted. I needed to make love to my own mother right there on the floor of the
church rectory.

I jumped on her like a lioness attacking her prey. Mom could only squeal with
delight. I grabbed the dildo from her hands and kissed my way down her body,
leaving a trail of my spit down her belly. Mom was not shaved clean but she had
a nicely trimmed "V" shape triangle between her legs. I ran my tongue through
her pubic hair and she moaned. I saw her clit peeking out at me and I
immediately went for it.

"God Damn it Emily! Tongue me baby! Tongue fuck me!" I was shocked to hear mom
talk like this but I admit it turned me on like nothing else I had ever
experienced. Mom started to pant and claw at my hair as I ate pussy for the
first time. I instinctively knew what to do as I did to mom what she did to me.
Mom shuddered as I inserted two fingers in her and started to rapidly
fingerfuck her. Mom was practically whimpering.

"God Emily you give the best head you little slut!" She screamed.

I was amazed that she said that and I loved it, she was everything I ever
wanted in a lover. When I inserted a fingertip in her asshole and she
immediately came harder than anyone I had ever seen. I was in love. After
several minutes mom recovered and looked up at me, smiling. I smiled back, I
was so proud to give her such an orgasm. Proud to give her such pleasure. We
kissed as we licked my fingers clean, mom even sucked the ones that were in her
own asshole, I told her that it was no fair that she took the best part and she
kissed me deeply, I could definitely taste her asshole on her own tongue, it
was literally heaven.

"That was the best I had ever had." I told her.

"We'll top this.... every night from here on in." she said as she kissed me
again.

Mom picked me up and we dressed quickly and left a note for the priest.
Together we drove to the hotel where Mom had reserved the honeymoon suite. We
had paid for a whole week and then a vacation in Maui. Mom and I went upstairs
and locked the door, putting out the "DO NOT DISTURB" sign on the door. For the
next week we made love in every way we could think of, on every piece of
furniture, all day long. Mom and I even fucked one another in the ass with the
strap on, a first (but not the last) for both of us.

We flew together to Maui and spent the vacation making love 24 hours a day. On
the last day there I gave mom the wedding ring I had for Glen and I got down on
one knee on the beach.

"Julia, will you marry me?" I asked.

She cried and said yes of course. We didn't really get married but she gave me
my wedding ring and we made a pact that we were married in our own eyes.
Although we never ruled out taking another woman (or two) into our bed with us.
We moved to a town in England and told our new friends that we were lesbian
lovers, not relatives, and that's what everyone believes. Mom turned out to be
the best lover I ever had, she has a definite wild and very kinky side (mom is
very into anal now) but I play the dominant man usually. I now think of my
mother as my wife, friend, lover, and confidante. And I've never been happier!!


The End

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