This is my warning!!! Okay, this story contains a lot of mind control and incest, but no mind control on the groom... Don't leave comments that contain a higher use of vocabulary than my stories just so you can feel superior! If you have critiques for me to see, send me constructive feedback... If you've read any of my stories you will see what usually happens in the end and know what to expect. Read my biography too first if you haven't... And although this may be a sequel, you don't have to have read the first chapter to understand this one. This actually is the third part of Jeffrey's story. I will write a story about what happens in between later. But for now, I hope you enjoy this one.
P.S. I have more mother-in-law stories on the way.
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Jeffrey Boyd stood staring at himself in front of the mirror. He had conquered his betrayal ways. Jeff had met the perfect woman. Stephanie had the perfect body and personality to his liking. She was a brunette, with D-cup breasts and a voluptuous body all the way down. And here he was on their wedding day. The young man couldn't be happier. He began to think of what their wedding night was going to be like. Steph, as he called her, was very good in bed. However, she was a little more on the submissive side than Jeff preferred. But soon they would be making love without any restrictions. His grin grew with anticipation as did his hard-on.
"Excuse me, do you know where the groom is?" a lady in her mid-forties was poking her head through the door crack. "Oh wait, I found him myself. You must be Jeff. I'm Candice, Stephanie's mother. It's great to finally meet you." She strode into the room with her arms open for a hug.
Jeff opened his arms in acceptance. He had no time to take in her appearance. Candice's large boobs were pressing against his chest and his hard cock pressed against her tummy. She was taller than her daughter. Already, he could tell that her chest was bigger too. Stephanie's mom hugged him real tight as she spoke.
"Sorry, I haven't made it to the dinners. But I knew from the way my daughter and my husband talked about you that you were meant to be in this family, and I didn't even need to see you for myself." She pulled apart from Jeff to get a better look at him. Candice had felt his hard cock pressing against her belly, her daughter had indeed told her the truth. Jeff was huge. "Let me have a look at you."
Candice took in the site before her. Jeff stood taller than her by 6 inches. He was well built, handsome and his hard-on was still noticeable. Her daughter had chosen her man wisely.
"You must come from good stock. You will do just fine." Her hands traveled up and down his arms, feeling his muscles. "Hmmmm... I knew my daughter had good taste."
Jeff took this opportunity to take her in. Stephanie had come from good stock herself. Candice was breathtakingly gorgeous. She had no noticeable wrinkles whatsoever. His soon to be mother-in-law could've passed off as Stephanie's sister. If his wife would look like this in sixteen years, he was one lucky guy.
Candice was wearing an old style dress. It was black with thin straps and splits down both sides of her smooth legs. She also had a white, wide brimmed hat and a long white feather boa draped over her shoulders like a mink. Her arms were covered in smooth white gloves that went above her elbows. The dress hugged her voluptuous body perfectly. But Jeff's fiancé didn't have the rack that her mother owned. Her breasts threatened to rip through her dress. There was a strap that acted like a bridge over the top of her melons extending over a V-shape triangle of tender looking cleavage. She was certainly outfitted to attract. Her husband must be getting lucky tonight, Jeff thought. Her dark brown hair extended down to the small of her back and was lightly curled. Candice's breasts must have been an E-cup, at least. It was a lovely dress, but it seemed to be small on her, only because of her massive milk-jugs.
Jeff finally looked up from her heels and noticed that she was staring at his hard-on. Pressing her body against him earlier had kept him hard still. Then he could've sworn he saw her lick her lips.
"Mrs. Johnson? Oh good, you guys finally met. Jeff, Stephanie would like to see her mother. Sorry, I got to steal her away before you can get better acquainted." One of Stephanie's cute bridesmaids was sticking her head in through the door.
"Okay, Grace. Tell her I'll be right there."
"Alright." Grace closed the door and left.
"See you later Mrs.....uh... what would you like me to call you?" Jeff asked as she turned to leave.
"Well considering that in an hour we will be in-laws, why don't you call me mommy?" she suggested with a hinting smile.
Jeff looked at her face to see if she was serious. Stephanie's father had asked Jeffrey to call him by name. Calling her mom he understood, but mommy? Why did she want him to use the childhood name for mothers?
"Okay." He agreed, only because he wanted his wedding to go smoothly. He would talk to Stephanie later, when she is his wife, about her mother's odd request.
Candice stared at him as if expecting him to say more. Jeff realized what it was.
"Okay... Mommy."
Candice smiled, "I knew we would get along." And she turned to leave. As she walked towards the door, Jeff watched her luscious ass, she seemed to add a sexy sway in her walk. When she opened the door, she stopped. "Oh I hope Stephanie isn't asking me over to her room because she might be having second thoughts. Cause I would hate to lose you." Jeff didn't necessarily understand her phrasing.
"Oh and one more thing." She stuck her head in through the door crack again. "Since we probably won't talk to each other until after the ceremony, I should warn you to put your dog on a leash. It seems to love barking at old ladies." She lightly laughed while she walked down the hall. Candice was obviously referring to his penis that was hard before and after she left the room.
This woman was really odd, Jeff thought. He hoped that Stephanie wouldn't be like her mother 18 years from now, but he did hope that she would look like her mom.
"Stop it!" Jeff said to himself. He looked into the mirror. He could see it. The lying, cheating and horny devil in him was starting to resurface. His cock wanted inside Candice, his soon to be mother-in-law. The groom began to envision her riding his cock in his honeymoon bed, while Stephanie slept beside them, in her wedding dress. Candice had a wicked smile on her face as she was bouncing up and down on his fuck-stick, telling Jeffrey to call her mommy. "Snap out of it!" Jeff slapped himself. Finally, after sitting in a chair for 30 min. he was able to clear his head of Candice's body, and his dick went soft.
The ceremony went off without a hitch. It was Stephanie's dream wedding. Jeff looked into Stephanie's eyes and all thoughts of her mother were gone. They kissed and became husband and wife. Although, something seemed to be amiss. Half the people in the audience were staring at Candice. All of them seemed to come from Jeff's side, his family and friends. Stephanie's side of people looked funny, almost as if they weren't paying attention. But Jeff couldn't really care, he was too happy with Stephanie.
Jeffrey and Stephanie Boyd stepped into their limo ready to move on to the reception. Jeff felt the urge to consummate their marriage early by ripping open Stephanie's wedding dress and fucking her in their limo.
Knock! Knock! Stephanie lowered her window so that her mother could stick part of her head in. Her milky smooth cleavage was there for Jeff to see as she spoke to the two of them, "Well, it seems that the father of the bride has started the reception early. He's already wobbly, in no condition to drive. Honey, I hate to ask you to do this, but I don't have my license. And you know how paranoid I am about anyone I don't know driving my car. I need you to drive your father to the reception."
