What Mom Knows Fucks Her in Vegas - Sex Stories

What Mom Knows Fucks Her in Vegas

... needed a verbal push to come, I bombarded her with nasty names, “Come my ass-slut, my bride cunt, our pussy pleaser. I want you thinking of my big cock in your ass as you walk down the aisle, as you say your vows with my cum in your ass, as you kiss your new husband with pussy juice on your lips. Come now you fucking slut.” “Fuuuuuuuck, yeeeeeeees,” she screamed as her orgasm came crashing through her. Her ass tightened around my cock milking it, as I filled her ass with my white seed, while her orgasm continued to course through her. Just as I finished spraying my seed, there was a knock on the door. “Brittany, you ok?” a voice called, trying to open the locked door. Brittany’s eyes went big as she replied, “Yes, just stubbed my toe.” All of us in lightening quick speed quit our acts of sin and got ourselves looking respectable. Ellie her own face shiny with pussy juice took control, “Have a good day, slut.” “Thank you, Mistress,” Brittany replied, as she stood up. “Shit, cum is coming out of my ass.” As Miranda, Mom and I left the way we came in, Ellie grabbed the white matching panties from a desk that went with Brittany’s garter-belt and quickly helped put them on the flustered and well-fucked bride. “I want this cum leaking into your underwear as a constant reminder that you have a Mistress and a Master. Is that understood?” “Yes,” Brittany replied, as there was more knocking at the door. “Open up, Brittany,” a different voice called. We left the room, Ellie right ...

... behind us with the biggest smile on her face. Once outside, Ellie took my mom’s hand and said shocking us all, “I love you, Alexis I accept your condition of submission to me, I can’t let you ever get away again.” “I love you too, Ellie,” mom replied, a sweetness and sincerity that was about love and not submission. Miranda took my hand and whispered into my ear, “I told you I would get you Ellie.” “Yes, yes you did,” I smiled. The four of us walked around to the front of the church as two couples, ignoring the odd looks from the other wedding guests. “Miranda, glad you could make it,” Kristina said, a co-worker of Miranda’s. “I wouldn’t miss this for the world,” Miranda smiled, the four of us barely able to hold in our laughter of the true meaning of Miranda’s words. “You look radiant,” Kristina added, seeing the glow in Miranda. “Well having a young boyfriend has really rejuvenated me again, I feel eighteen again,” Miranda said, squeezing my hand. “Awesome,” Kristina laughed. “We’ll chat at the wedding reception.” “Sure,” Miranda agreed. I watched the black beauty walk away, her bubble butt delicious, as Miranda joked, “Her too?” “What? No, I was, just,” I babbled. “Never had any chocolate?” Ellie asked. “No,” I admitted. Miranda smiled as she led me into the church, “Well, we will have to change that.” Mom and Ellie laughed as I once again realized that I had the best girlfriend in the world. I could barely contain myself during the while ceremony. Brittany walked slightly ...