The Bride is Taken

You look down at Megan and Jessie. "Prepare me!'

The two women stand on either side of your body. Gently, but eagerly, they strip you. You now stand naked, you power obvious to all the invited guests.

You lift you new mother-in-law from her daughter's pussy. It glistens with the juices of her mother's tongue and her own lubrication. Her clit, raised and hard, stands at the top of her soft folds.

You grab Doe by her soft, creamy thighs and pull her to the edge of the altar. You slide you cock up and down through her slit; it is slick and it seems to open as if to invite you into it's depths.

You look down. Doe is watching you, her eyes filled with lust and desire and total abandonment. Now you will make her yours totally. She will become the instrument of your power. You see the thick knob of your cock slide up into her pussy. She is warm and wet and tight around your cock.

You drive into her. Deep! Hard! Violent! Doe gasps. Her body quivers under you. You can hear the gasps and cries of the women in attendance. Everyone of them has felt the power of your cock, the energy of your fucking, the lust of your passion.

You pull back. You can see a thin ribbon of red dripping out of Doe's pussy and down onto the white altar cloth; it will be a gift to your Father. Again, you drive your cock up into your new bride's belly...and again...and again! Doe is calling your name, begging you to fuck her. Her innocent, pure mouth is shouting obscene words, signaling her total domination.

You feel her body tense up, she is gasping and shaking; she is coming. You plunge your cock as deep as possible into her ripe, fertile belly. A river of hot, potent semen explodes from your loins, filling her womb. Your seed moves in search of the eggs that will produce your first-born son.