The Wedding Invitation Pt. 02

The Wedding Invitation. Part 2

I awoke to the smell of freshly brewed coffee wafting from the kitchen. Just what I need, I thought to myself as I was feeling a little shabby after having a fair bit to drink the night before.

The morning had broken fine and sunny and it looked like it was going to be a perfect day for my cousin Michelle’s wedding. But first things first, a cup of coffee to get me started.

It had been a warm night; the sheets had been discarded and were lying in a clump on the floor. Of course, I slept in the nude and remembering what mum and dad had discussed the previous evening, I guessed that clothes were not going to be required while we were inside the cottage.

I got up and strolled to the kitchen. Dad was standing facing the bench, making the brew. He was naked and I took a second to check out his body from the rear. He had wide shoulders, his muscular back tapered down to a narrow waist and am firm taunt bum. His legs were long, his thighs well developed and he sported a glorious all over tan. My spell was broken when he looked over his shoulder and saw me standing there.

“Good morning Julie, care for a cappuccino?” he asked.

“Oh, yes please, daddy,” I answered as I strode over and wrapped my arms around his waist. I hugged him tightly, my breasts pressing firmly against his back.

“I can’t tell you how much I enjoyed last night daddy,” I whispered in his ear.

I let my hands drop down and rubbed him gently on his stomach. I needed to feel his cock again, so my hands wandered further down. His cock was soft but it felt so nice in my grasp. I gave it a little rub.

Dad turned around and pulled me into him. He planted a tender kiss on my lips. I could feel my hard nipples pressing into his chest.

“Honey, last night was special, not just for me, but your mother as well,” dad replied, “we are a close, loving family and that makes us very, very happy,” dad replied.

“Enough of that you two, where’s my breakfast?” mum laughed as she joined us in the kitchen.

“Coffee, darling?” dad enquired, “then I thought we would just have cereal, it’s a bit hot for bacon and eggs.”

“Fine by me,” mum answered. “Going to be a nice day for wedding eh, but we have the whole morning to relax so I’m going to make the most of that pool.”

“Yep, me too mum, we are only five minutes away from the venue, so we have heaps of time,” I reasoned.

We sat down at the table and had our coffee and muesli. The conversation turned to catching up with my cousins Peter and Dave.

“Can’t wait to see them in suits,” I laughed, “it will be a change from what they wear around the farm. They better not wear their cowboy hats; it wouldn’t surprise me, I’ve seen them wear them in the pool……and that was all they were wearing!”

“I’m sure they will look very handsome,” mum replied,” but I’m equally sure that before the night is out, the coat and ties will be off and they will be tearing up the dancefloor, beers in hand.”

They were a couple of wild boys and they knew how to party so time would tell.

Plates cleared, it was time for a swim.

Barely 9am and the temperature was souring. I raced to the pool and dived in. Dad did a bomb and mum more discreetly entered by the ladder. The water on my naked body felt exquisite and I felt my nipples reacting accordingly. Nothing beats swimming in the nude.

I did a few laps then swam to the edge of the pool and pulled myself up and sat there watching mum and dad frolic about.

In a playful mood myself, I spread my legs, feeling that there was no need to concern myself with social niceties around my family. It just seemed so natural. The sun on my pussy was delectable.

I noticed dad glance in my direction. I’m pretty sure that he liked what he saw, as he proceeded to slowly make his way towards me. I opened my legs even further to allow him an even better view. He stopped just short of me, his face only inches away from my pussy.

“Julie, your pussy is absolutely beautiful,” dad volunteered, “I wonder if it tastes as good as it looks?”

“Why don’t you find out dad,” I invited, parting my labia just a little.

Dad place his hands on my thighs and his tongue gently lashed my swollen pussy lips. An immediate shudder raced through my cunt as dad then took my clit in his mouth and sucked it forcefully. Every nerve in my body reacted. I leant back on my elbows as dad licked, sucked and nibbled on my love bud.

Then, with his fingers, he separated my labia and his tongue explored the depths of my tunnel. I was absolutely soaking wet and I knew that dad was devouring every ounce of my flooding juices. Soon, his fingers were delving deep inside me, massaging that most sensitive area just inside and at the top of my vagina. What a caring lover he was, my pleasure his only consideration.

I sensed that a mighty orgasm was brewing. My breath had become short and I felt the muscles in my pussy contracting. Passion was rising and I did not want to hold back a second longer.

“Oh daddy, yes, I’m cumming, don’t stop, lick me, lick me,” I begged.

Then it hit. My whole body convulsed and a wave of cum exploded from me and washed all over dad’s face. I was in absolute awe of the fact that I had just experienced such an intimate act with my father. But there was more.

Dad raised himself from the pool.

His cock was fully erect and I could not take my eyes off it.

As if I was a paper doll, he lifted me up and lay me on one of the sunlounges, laying me flat on my back. He spread my legs either side and positioned himself above me. His massive cock hovered above the entrance to my pussy.

I reached down and took hold of it and slowly guided it into my love tunnel. Ever so gently, dad, eased inside me. I gasped as that monster cock stretched my opening. I was well lubed and my cunt adapted to the sheer size of the cock that was inching its way into me.

I gasped as I looked down and saw that maybe only half of it had disappeared inside me. Oh how I wanted to feel all of that cock, but could there possibly be room. I though back to last night and how I struggled to get its length inside my mouth.

But dad, lovingly slowed his stroking. My body responded and to my amazement, I sensed that, yes, I could take it all.

Again, I looked down and saw that dad was balls deep in me. The pressure on my cunt was sublime, a tightness that had my senses reeling.

Slowly dad withdrew, then carefully plunged back into me. Deliberately, he stroked leisurely and considerately, not wanting to cause me any pain and ensuring that my pussy would adapt to the massive cock filling me to the brim.

With my hand I reached down and rubbed my clit, desperate to extract utmost pleasure from this surreal sexual experience.

“Baby, baby, I’m cumming,” dad gasped breathlessly.

“Yes daddy, cum inside me, I want you to fill me with your cum,” I begged in return.

I had never experienced an orgasm like it. My cunt was filled with my father’s fat cock and then, he flooded me with wave after wave of his cum. I felt that I had been expanded to my maximum; no space in my pussy was left unfilled. I was in heaven.

Dad had collapsed on my chest and we both lay there, panting for breath.

Mum, who had been watching from the pool, caught my eye and gave me a cheeky wink. It meant so much to me that she was fully supportive of her husband and her daughter sharing such an intimate experience.

I watched as mum climbed out of the pool. Her body was glistening under the blazing sun as she walked towards me. She touched dad on the shoulder and indicated that he should get off me.

Dad got up and mum moved between my still open legs.

“Julie, I want to taste the both of you,” she explained.

My pussy was red and swollen but it was ready for more attention. I held mum’s head as her tongue delved into my still steaming hot pussy. Cum had run down my leg, there was so much of it, but my cunt was still full and mum sucked and licked furiously, the intoxicating mixture of our juices too good to refuse.

For the third time in a matter of half an hour, I was ready to cum again. I felt on the verge of exhaustion, but the passion drove me onwards. My pussy was afire; it had never experienced this amount of attention. I never thought for a minute that I could cum three times in such a short period of time.

“Yes mum, yes,” I mumbled softly as she sucked firmly on my vagina, drawing the heady mix of cum into her mouth.

Another wave of desire overtook me, and I threw my head back all the while holding mum’s face hard against my cunt. She latched onto my labia as I orgasmed one more time. Time stood still, I seemed to be unaware of my surroundings; I just knew that I felt more alive than I ever had in my life.

Mum rolled off me and lay on her back at my side. I reached my hand out to her and she grabbed it gently. No words need be said as we sat quietly coming down from the surreal moment.

“Is it too early for a beer?” dad joked, breaking the silence.

“We’re on holidays, any time is beer time,” mum replied, “but just one, we have a big day ahead.”

Dad returned with three beers and we all retired to the pool, to collect our thoughts and cool down.

“This wedding is going to be something of an anti-climax after the events of the past two days,” I suggested cheekily.

“We will see,” said mum, “country weddings have a bit of a reputation for being wild events and anything could happen around your uncle and aunty.

Mum was referring to her sister and brother in law, Michelle’s parents. There was no doubt that they knew how to party and there was no guarantee that they would be on their best behaviour at their daughter’s wedding. Couple this with the fact that their son’s Peter and Dave were fun loving singles, well, the stage was set for a big night,

“Mum, it’s going to be a long hot night, I am going to make myself as comfortable as possible, so I’m not going to wear any underwear under my dress,” I declared.

“Hmmm, Julie, you are right and that is not a bad idea, I think I will do likewise,” mum agreed.