Chapter 6: Last Time Before His Vows

My grandmother was letting me borrow her car so I left and drove off to the wedding. Even after the shower I was still horny and having my grandmother tell me about my mom hadn’t helped things. My dress was so short that it kept wanting to ride up my thighs as I drove. It seemed there was a stoplight every block and all of them red so I had plenty of opportunities to tug it back down.

As I drove, thoughts of my parents kept flashing through my mind and I found myself imagining my mother in the car with my dad on a date, dressed in a dress even sluttier than the one I had on now. I had no doubt she put on a pretty good show for my dad and probably for the people in the cars around them as well.

At the next light I stopped and decided to put the time waiting to better use so instead of tugging at the hem I pulled my dress up even higher until it was up to my stomach and I was sitting bare-ass on the leather seat except for my thin thong. I pulled it over to the side so I could get my finger on my clit directly. Tracing my finger from my clit down to my pussy hole I felt the wetness of my cunt and I dragged the moisture up to make my clit slippery. Suddenly red lights weren’t so bad!

Even with the heavy traffic it was only about thirty minutes before I arrived at the church during which time I masturbated most of the way, finishing myself off in the church parking lot before I got out.

I was still plenty early and when I went inside everyone was scurrying about getting things ready. Looking around I saw Sharon, Steve’s sister and my long lost friend and we hugged each other.

Steve’s mom greeted me as well and looking at her my thoughts instantly flashed back to that day in their living room when she “caught” Steve fucking me and then to my total surprise she joined in and let him fuck her! She was all flustered about something to do with the ceremony so we exchanged a quick “Hi!” and that was about it.

Sharon and I left the noisy bridal room and sat off together on a couch in a lounge area of the church where we tried to catch up on the six years that had passed since they had moved away.

A little later Steve came by and joined us. I guess being the groom at a wedding isn’t as hectic as being the bride because he said for the moment there wasn’t anything he needed to do but wait around and look pretty. Sharon and I both laughed at that one but looking at him he really did look hot in his fitted black tux.

I gave Sharon with an inquisitive look and winked but she just shook her head and smiled ruefully. As usual Steve missed that exchange entirely but I knew what it meant. Sharon had always had a thing for her brother and I was wondering if she had ever made her dreams come true. Well, evidently not from her cheerless response.

Steve took my hand and motioned for me to stand up, telling Sharon that he need to show me something. Sharon just grinned and didn’t say a word but from the look on her face she knew exactly what was going to happen. Hopefully she was right as I was also thinking about the groom in some nasty ways his bride would not have approved of!

I followed Steve to a room off a deserted hallway in the church and he silently shut the door behind us. There wasn’t a lock but I doubted anyone would be coming back to this out of the way part of the church any time soon.

Steve looked at me at smiled saying, “Kelly, all I could think about after I dropped you off last night were those times we had together. Cindy would kill me for this but I simply can’t get married without having you one last time.”

Wow! I couldn’t believe what he was saying. Not that I was upset or anything by it but rather just the opposite - I couldn’t believe my wildest dream was about to come true. I was actually going to be the last girl he fucked before he got married; and at the church he was soon to be married in to boot!

I know there are people who would condemn me for doing something as deceitful as this but honestly I didn’t feel even an ounce of guilt. After all he wasn’t married yet so there were no vows to break. His bride would have him for the rest of her life so why should I be denied this one last chance to be fucked again by the guy who held my virginity?

Steve unzipped and unbuttoned his pants as I pulled my dress up to my waist and stepped out of my thong, leaving me bare-bottomed with my dress bunched up under my boobs. Fortunately the material was the type that didn’t wrinkle so I left it on rather than fooling around with taking it off and then later having to get back into it again - not an easy task! I felt my pussy heating up and my mouth going dry as he pulled his cock out from his pants. Wow! He really HAD grown up!

Steve stroked his cock as I knelt in front of him and took it in my hand. He was already almost two hands long and my hand barely went around the thick shaft - and he was STILL growing! He put his hands on my head and moved me towards his engorged cock until it was pressing against my mouth. I opened my lips and allowed his head to enter my waiting mouth.

Instantly I was transported back to the dark movie theater where I tasted this same cock for the first time so long ago. Damn, if it had been this big back then I would have probably been too scared to suck it! I started to suck it, rubbing my tongue around it as I did, taking a bit more if him into my mouth with each stroke.

Steve started fucking my mouth, swinging his hips to drive himself in and out of it. He was so big now I was having a hard time getting him in all in but if there was one thing I knew with all certainty and that was that today he was going to be all the way in my mouth one way or another! I relaxed my throat and let the smooth head press its way down into it, driving into my throat as he groaned from the pleasure it gave him.

For a moment I thought I would gag but my many hours of practice saved me and I soon had all of his cock in my mouth with my face pressed up against his crotch. His coarse, thick pubic hair trickled my cheeks and I could smell some cologne on him but it was being overwhelmed by the muskiness of his sex that was being released by his lust for me. I couldn’t breathe with his cock down my throat so I had to let him out but I deep-throated him several times that way before I heard that old familiar groan.

When we fucked years before I always knew when he was going to cum from his distinctive groan and I was thrilled that he still did the same thing. I wondered for a moment if he did that with Cindy but seconds later my thoughts were brought back from this tangent as he jerked and I felt the first stream of his creamy cum striking the back of my throat. I didn’t want any cum to get on me or my dress and I was sure he didn’t want cum stains on his tux so I worked hard to keep his entire load in my mouth. It wasn’t easy though as not only had his cock grown over the years, but the load he delivered was much larger than he had in the past as well. He even tasted the same as I remembered and I swallowed his cum just like I always did for him.