I stood in the waiting room of the church and my mother said, "Blas, you look nervous. Everything will be great, don't worry."
I was about to tell her I was fine, but we were interrupted by a knock on the door.
"Mom, you should probably get seated. We'll be starting soon."
She kissed my cheek, then wiped the lipstick off.
"You're right. See you soon, Baby. I love you."
She left and let Angela in as she excused herself.
Angela locked the door and walked up to me wearing an amazing green dress. It was formal, yet sexy, with a plunging neckline and ended just above her knees. It molded to every one of her curves as if it were custom fit to her measurements. It more than likely was.
"Sir," she began. I knew something was up at that point. "Mistress said I should go to you and relieve any stress you're feeling."
She knelt before me and unzipped my trousers.
"God!" she sighed. "I'll never get enough of this cock."
I put my hand on the side of her salon styled hair and pulled her towards my waiting cock.
"Suck it, Slut," I commanded, and she took me into her hot, wet mouth.
Her slurping filled the room as she bobbed and sucked. She wasn't taking her time; she was finishing me quickly--I did have to marry her daughter in mere moments.
"Swallow every drop," I ordered. She moaned as she obeyed, while each stream hit the back of her throat.
She swallowed twice, sucked any last drop that remained, and tucked me back into my pants.
"Thank you, Sir," she said. I kissed her lips chastely, only tasting a hint of my cum. "I love you, Blas."
"I love you too, Angela."
"Did you take care of my wife-to-be as well?" I asked.
She smiled, "Of course."
She looked away for a moment and sadness flashed across her eyes.
"What's the matter, Angela?"
"Blas, no matter what happens after today, you've made my daughter..."
"Not this again," I groaned. "This is settled Angela. Nothing will change in our relationships. Your daughter and I will always be there for you. I'm fine with all of...well, everything. I do get to benefit from it in case you didn't notice."
"Except you wouldn't let me wear my collar today."
We had given her a choker adorned with diamonds when we told her we would be getting married. We wanted to ease her mind that nothing would change, and she would still be our 'slave.' The collar/choker had a charm with all three of our names in a triangle pattern.
I touched her cheek and said, "We would never allow our secret to be put out there. We will never allow you to feel any public shame. What happens behind closed doors is our business, and ours alone."
"I know, but I'm not ashamed to belong to you and my daughter."
I laughed. "I know, but the world isn't ready for that yet, my dear."
***
I held my new bride as we danced to our song. Her lips grazed my ear as she whispered, "I love you so much, Blas."
"I love you too, Kelsey."
The song's final notes played and all the glasses in the room seemed to have a knife tapping them. Kelsey smiled and we kissed, as required, then she got playful and pushed her tongue between my lips and squeezed my butt. The applause and cat calls from our guests, showed her efforts were appreciated.
Later, I danced with a crying Angela as we stepped to the sounds of 'Secret Love Song,' which was chosen by Angela with Kelsey's blessing for our dance. I hoped no on in the room thought it too strange when I kissed her cheek before I led her off the dance floor. My mother later told me how wonderful it was that Kelsey's mother approved of me. If she only knew.
***
While I went to my suite with my new bride, Angela opened the door to her room. Unbeknownst to me, Kelsey left her a box with a note.
Slut, take a shower and prepare yourself for our pleasure. Wear this outfit and wait on your knees for our arrival.
Angela smiled and obeyed the note.
After cleaning her body, inside and out, she returned to the box. All it contained were a pair of thigh high stockings, high heels, and her choker. She dressed as instructed and knelt on the floor waiting for her Mistress and I to arrive.
At the same time, Kelsey removed her wedding dress and revealed her beautiful body to me. She stood before me in her own thigh high stockings, heels, and nothing else.
"Had I known you weren't wearing panties, I'd have been more careful removing your garter," I said, then pulled her into an embrace.
"I figured you saw when you stuck your head under my dress."
"I was too busy licking your thigh to notice."
We laughed together, then shared a deep kiss.
"Make love to me, Husband." She turned and walked towards the bed, "Then I have a surprise for you."
I kicked off my shoes, then my clothes hit the floor. My long, hard cock bobbed and led the way to my awaiting treasure.
I kissed her forehead and moved my way down her cheek to her neck, avoiding her lips to tease her. I licked my way down to her breasts where I smelled the last whiffs of perfume she sprayed in her cleavage.
"Oh, Blas!" she moaned as I sucked her nipple into my mouth. I moved my hand to her pussy and stroked her folds, moistening my fingers with her juices.
"Fuck!" she sighed, when I circled her clit with my thumb and inserted my finger into her tightness.
"Oh, Honey, that's it. Yeah, fuck yeah," she whispered as I strummed her g-spot and clit.
"Harder, suck harder," she begged as I switched breasts and suckled her lonely other nipple.
"Yeah, oh, yes, I...I...oh shit!"
She came on my hand before I had a chance to kiss the rest of the way down and taste her sweet pussy.
"Do it, Baby. Make love to your wife now."
I rubbed my cock, desperate for release, along her slit--teasing her hole.
"Blas," she moaned when I pressed into her for the first time as a married couple. "Oh, Blas, my husband. Make me yours."
Slowly, tenderly, I moved inside of her tunnel. Her walls clamped down and squeezed me, making me groan with my own pleasure.
"I love you, Mrs. Davis," I said while thrusting piston-like through her tight walls.
"I love you more, Baby," she said, then her eyes went wide. I knew that meant she was about to cum, so I pressed my thumb into her clit and stroked faster in and out of her shaking body.
"Oh, God! Oh, Blas! Oh yes!" she moaned as she continued to shake and mewl.
"I'm close, Baby," I whispered, then licked her earlobe.
"Do it, Husband. Fill me up, make me pregnant!"
"Oh, God!" I groaned as I released my seed as deeply as I could into her fertile body.
"Yeah, Blas. So fucking good, Baby."
"Mm," I moaned as I lay next to her, rubbing her flat belly.
"Make you pregnant?" I asked.
She smiled, "I went off the pill a couple of weeks ago. I wanted to surprise you."
