Wedding day

You stare into the mirror at the bridal underwear, consisting of a bra and a garterbelt to hold your stockings up. Always leaking milk, you were glad you opted for a bra with open cups, so you could easily be milked during the day, a great tip you appreciated from dad. You were certainly big in your belly too, feeling the happy kicking all the time, especially when you felt May's dick inside you. A hand placed on your belly, you see mom come in from the side.

"You look so pretty," mom said as she looked you over, hands roaming. "I can't wait to see you in your dress."

"Thanks, mom," you blush and wiggle.

"Here's a good lucky charm for the marriage," mom beamed as she takes out her cock, and rubs it under your pussy and balls.

You get the message and bend over, legs spread wide and wait for the pounding, another futa tradition that's supposed to be good luck, one where both the futa mom and futa dad could participate. It was born when a futa bride would sometimes get jittery before a wedding, nerves frayed and getting second thoughts. The futa parents would literally fuck the bride back into a calm state, usually hard but not too rough. Though it was a popular tradition, there was a bit of a habit of the bride getting pregnant with their futa parent's child so it was usually done in secret, without the other family knowing of it.

Vulva parting, getting the huge dick inside, you groan as mom gives you the first of three poundings that day; the second would come from dad, with the final from May.

After thirty minutes of feeling your pussy being battered, hitting every spot like the expert she was, mom shot her load inside, savouring her dick inside you, soaking your womb with more of her cum. Your nipples squirted, and she greedily lapped it up, sucking each breast.

"Hmm," mom licked her lips. "You taste exactly like Raven..."

"Raven?" you blink and go wide eyed.

"Yeah," mom frowned for a moment, then laughed. "Oh, right, that's my pet name for your dad, on the account of her lovely dark hair."

"Right..." you nod and settle yourself.

Mom pulls out, just in time for dad to come up.

"Hello, honey," dad said as she kissed mom on the lips. "Go and help May, I've already had my turn with her."

"Right away!" mom hopped away, he dick bouncing about.

You look at dad, or Raven, pull her cock out from her breasts and rub it against your dick. She then leans in close and takes a a long, slow drink from each breast. Pulling up and licking her lips, she smiles as she puts herself inside you.

Again, you enjoy the masterful use of a dick owned by your dad, then moan when you feel that load inside you not too much later.

"I'm so proud," dad says as she hugs you. "My babies are getting married!"

"Thanks," you sigh and hug back. "I hope you enjoy the drinks!"

"I don't think I'll be able to," dad pulls back, she gives you a lusty stare as she rubs her belly. "After all, I think I might be carrying our little girl."

"What?"

"I think we both might've been too excited from the hen do, Kayla. My pussy was a bit achy and needy for your cock, because of how good you are giving head, it was the reason why I let you use my pussy that night. Turns out though, you were a bit more excited to fuck me than I realised, shooting so much inside me."

"What about mom?"

"I already told her, but she was fine with it, she was already pregnant with your third sister!"

"Really?" you cheer and hug dad once more. "Congratulations!"

"Thank you," dad grinned and blushed. "And I guess this baby between you and me, will be my real bridal gift to you, okay?"

"Sounds great!"

Dad then dashed off, tucking her cock back into her cleavage.

Not too much later, in came Nikki, Hilda, and Charlie, your brides of honour. They were all in their nice dresses, light make-up on their faces, and more than eager that you were about to get married.

"Ooh! I love weddings!" Hilda said, gushing about all the ones she went to, and how she wanted one herself, still searching for the right girl. She still mourned the fact that Cherry was a married woman, with a husband and four kids, as she truly thought she found the right gal to settle down with.

"This one is really nice, but then you're a millionaire, aren't you?" Charlie smiled, never liked going to weddings herself but did enjoy the receptions afterwards, mostly for the food. She hooked up with Queen a few more times and started going out, she was even at the wedding, chatting with the other guests.

"Hey, Kayla," Nikki said as she whispered in your ear. "I'm pregnant. I think its yours."

You shoot the girl a look.

"Yeah, sorry," Nikki said with a sad smile, though you thought you saw a spark in her eyes, something hopeful, a secret yearning.

You smile back, understanding that she still had some feelings for you, a wish that she got to you first. Maybe in another life you could, but not this one, the one with May. You lean in and hug her.

"I'll help you and our baby out, okay?" you say into Nikki's ear.

"Thanks..." Nikki's reply seemed sad, but when she pulled away, she wiped her eyes, and gave the happiest grin she could. "I'm happy that you found someone you love, Kayla. I hope you love each other for a long time."'

After a few more moments, your friends help you with your dress, occasionally giving you a suck and stroke to keep you erect, ready for both rings. When you were done, the veil over your eyes, dad came and took your arm. You then walked together, arm in arm, until you reached the aisle.

You spot May in her beautiful dress and see her blush.

Smiling, you are escorted to the alter, hearing the swell of music, the falling rose petals, the extended family and friends sat on both sides of the benches. Your mom is stood near May, crying and fluttering her hands about. The priest was a kindly lady, graceful and full-figured, matronly, her priestly gown that stopped just above her crotch; her crotch which was covered by a string thong showing pubes shaved into a cross, her breasts massive, breeder's hips, and plump thighs.

At the alter, you separate from dad and take May's hands in your own.

"We are gathered here today..."

Staring deep into each other's eyes, the speech fades into the background. There were so many plans and things you could do with your wife, and you wanted to do them all. After your honeymoon in New Zealand, you would have to settle down for a bit, at least until you gave birth and find a nice house.

"... do you, Kayla, take May as your lawfully wedded wife?"

"I do," you say with a smile, putting one ring on your finger and one on your cock.

"...do you, May, take Kayla as your lawfully wedded wife?"

"I do!" May beamed, doing the same.

"Now, unless there is reason why these two shouldn't be married, say now, or forever hold your peace."

There was silence.

"The I pronounce you both, wife and other wife: you may now kiss."

You crushed your lips against May's, pressing deeply and battling tongues with her. After you break apart, you see May all hot and bothered.

"How did you do that...?" May asked.

"I don't know," you giggle. "I'm just good!"

You both then make your way to the large cake, and together, you both cut the first piece, which you smear all over May's face. While laughing, another piece is cut and mashed in your face. There was much music, dancing, and entertainment of all kinds. You saw dad and Queen chatting together, probably about wedding and the milk bar. Hilda is chatting up one of the big-titted guests. Charlie going back to her girlfriend with two glasses of champagne. Nikki is sitting by herself, eating. Mom is reminiscing with your grandmas, her futa mom and futa dad, about her wedding with dad. Your dad's futa parents where chatting and laughing, flirting with each other.

It was truly a lovely day, one you wouldn't forget anytime soon, you knew that for sure. Especially now, with the traditional futa ceremony from dad's side of the family, in which the futa partners have sex in front of everyone. You enjoyed every moment of it, and were ready for your new life, with your new wife.