Toasts to the Groom

The dinner at the reception went without any incident. The only event of note, beyond the many sexy women who were eyeing you like candy, was when your mother and mother-in-law both disappeared into one of the washrooms. You wondered what they could be doing in there for so long, but when they returned they both looked flushed and they were fixing their make-up and adjusting their sexy outfits. The way they walked as they re-entered the room, hips swaying and breasts bouncing, looked even more sexual than they had been acting at the wedding ceremony and caused you to have to adjust your trousers. You could see the hunger in their eyes, and it made you wonder what they had done in that washroom.

Finally the time came for the wedding toasts. Your best man delivered his toast first, then came maid of honor, Tara.

You were surprised at how tame her toast was overall, until she got to near the end. She was thanking the caterers of the wedding. "It was a wonderful meal. Absolutely everything at the table looked so delicious.", she said in a sultry purr, her eyes locked with yours as she licked her lips seductively. "I could just eat it all up, and I know some people are hungry for more. They could keep going back to get more again, and again, and again."

Her words were like a match to gasoline, igniting a fire within you that burned hotter and hotter with each passing second. Your body was trembling with need, every nerve on edge as you ached for her to touch you, to kiss you, to take you again and again. Her eyes were smoldering with desire, her words laced with hidden meaning, and the effect was clear. You were hard as stone, your body shaking with the **** of your need. It was all you could do to stay in your seat, to keep from pouncing on her and taking her right then and there.

Her lustful stare and suggestive words set off another orgasm. You couldn't tear your eyes away from her as she returned to her seat. Her hips swayed hypnotically from side to side, her dress clinging to her body in all the right places. Her breasts bounced with each step, and you could see the outline of her hard nipples pressing against the fabric.

Sarah's father gave a toast next, the normal father-of-the-bride stuff. Welcoming you to the family, how beautiful his daughter looked in her wedding dress, a joke about the cost of the wedding.

After he finished, your mother got up to give a toast.

Again it was mostly normal toast chatter in your mother's toast, until near the end. "The meal was wonderful, but then Bill knows I always love being eaten out.", she said, her voice dripping with honey and lust as she looked directly at you.

"I think you meant eating out.", your father helpfully tried to correct her from his seat.

"Yes, that too,", her tone unchanged as she turned her eyes to look at your mother-in-law.

The two women stared intensely at each other, their eyes wandering over each other's body. "But only if I'm eating out a fantastic dinner companion.", your mother said in a sultry voice. Some of the crowd laughed at what they thought was another mistake, but you knew it wasn't, especially as both women then turned their gaze on you. You could feel pure heat coming from them both as you realized that they were no longer competing to seduce you, they were working together. That thought brought you back to full hardness and nearly made you cum again as you imagined both your mother and mother-in-law, their perfect bodies and large, firm breasts, having their way with you at once.