This had been the day Aimee had been waiting for all her life. The pretty, petite 19-year old looked stunning in her long white wedding dress that clung to her thin 32-A, 22, 34 frame. Her long black hair cascaded over her shoulders. And her few freckles stood out making the tiny bride a sight to behold as she stood beside her new husband, Tom.
Tom was a ruggedly handsome man of 21. The six-foot tall college grad had just taken a new job for a software company and was ready to begin his new life. But all that was forgotten as the groom was thinking of his bride. More importantly, his thoughts were more on tonight, when he would finally get to make love to his virgin bride. Sure, Aimee had relieved him in other ways during their six months together. Even going as far as sucking on him. But never had she allowed anyone to enter her love canal and the two of them were longing for tonight when they would be alone in their honeymoon suite.
The newlywed couple sat at their table with the rest of their bridal party. To Aimee's right sat her sister/Maid of Honor, Ladonna. The 22-year old married woman showed some resemblance to Aimee and had the same long black hair. But that's about where it ended. Where Aimee took after her mother with her tiny frame, Ladonna was both taller and bigger. She was no where near as pretty as Aimee but she made up for it with her firm, 36-D, 24, 36 body. Ladonna's husband, Karl, sat with a friend at a nearby table.
Next to Ladonna sat their cousin, Kim. A pretty 18-year old slender blond who looked more like Aimee than her sister did in both height and shape. Kim's father, Ron, was Aimee's mother's brother and had served as the pastor for the wedding. He was a friendly, balding and pudgy 45-year old who had been a widower for ten years.
The last bridesmaid was Laurie, Tom's 23-year old sister. She was cute with medium length, curly brown hair. Standing about as tall as Ladonna. Her 34-c, 24, 34 body was not as shapely as the Maid of Honor's but she always attracted attention wherever she went.
To the left of Tom sat his Best Man/Brother, Frank. Frank was only 19 but looked slightly older. He was a close match for Tom except for his slightly longer brown hair.
To his left was Aimee's brother, Chance. Who had only turned 18 a few weeks earlier. Chance was a handsome young man, standing just over 6'2".
Next to Chance was Kevin, Ladonna's husband and close friend of Tom's. It was Kevin who had introduced Tom and Aimee only six months earlier. Just after Aimee had broken up with her last boyfriend.
Included in the small audience were, of course, Uncle Ron, the preacher. Aimee's parents, Jim and Katie, and nice looking couple in the mid-forties. Jim was tall, only an inch shorter than Chance. And looked distinguished with his gray hair. Katie was and older version of Aimee, still attractive at her age, and with plenty of gray streaks herself. She was just a little shorter than her daughter at 5'4" but was a cup size larger at 32-B.
Tom's parents were there as well. Since his family lived several states away they were the only other members of the family besides his brother who could make it. His father, Harold, was a heavyset shorter man pushing 50, had obvious colored hair and a neatly trimmed beard and mustache. He was there with his wife of six years, having divorced Tom's mother a decade earlier. Erin, Tom's stepmother, was a cute woman in her late thirties. She was tall and shapely with a 36-D, 28, 36 body, and long wavy blond hair. Tom's mother, Ann, was in her mid-forties. She had a very pretty face but was noticeably heavy carrying an extra 20 – 30 pounds on her 36-DD, 30, 40 frame.
With the lack of any of the rest of Tom's family it had been decided to keep the reception small. Only a dozen other guest had been in attendance. The reception was held in the tiny church where the marriage had taken place. The usual rituals had all taken place and only the family remained waiting for the final departure of the newlyweds, who continued playing it up for the couple who were both taking pictures and video-taping everything for them.
Unbeknownst to all but the photographer, there were four other guest waiting to make a surprise entrance. John, Aimee's 20-year old ex-boyfriend had always blamed Tom for breaking he and Aimee up. He had dated her for two years. Never once getting as far with her has Tom already had. He had been madly in love with Aimee, and put up with her desire to remain pure until her wedding night. But he had to relieve his tensions somehow, so he occasionally strayed with someone else. Unfortunately Aimee found out and broke up with him on the spot. A week later she was dating Tom. John felt that his ex owed him, and when he learned from his buddy, Fred, that he and his pretty red-headed wife, Cindy, were going to be photographing and video taping the wedding the two of them came up with a ruthless plan. With John were his older brother Larry, and two buddies Jake and Mark. Using the directions provided to them by Fred they drove to the small town church that the wedding was to be held in. Parked on the other side of the woods, and sneaked into the building through a side door.
As the last of the guest left the four men prepared for their assault. They put masks on, and armed with fake handguns and carrying a bag fool of other items they crept around to the front and locked the front doors of the church. Then they entered the dining hall.
"Everybody freeze, this is a robbery!" Larry shouted. It was decided that Larry should be the primary voice to avoid any chance of John being detected.
The room was chaotic for a few moments as everyone tried to assess the severity of what was happening. The fifteen people in the room stood still in fear wondering what was going on. It was all Aimee could do to keep from crying as her wedding was being ruined by these invaders.
"Everyone line up against the wall!" Larry ordered. "All we want to do is go through the gifts and see what cash we can take and get out of here!"
Everyone did as instructed. Then Jake pulled out a cloth sack and walked down the line instructing all the men to throw their wallets into it. Once done, everyone was told to turn and face the wall. Then John and Mark went behind everyone using rope that they brought along to tie everyone's hands behind their backs. Then each person was taken one at a time, to one of the many folding chairs where they were told to sit and then tied securely to the chair.
Once all fifteen were securely fastened the fake guns were put away. It was then that John walked over to stand before Aimee. He admired how beautiful she looked in her silky white gown.
"Would you like some of that?" Larry asked. John nodded his head. He was going to finally get his dream of taking Aimee's prized cherry. But there were some games to play first.
"How about it, sweetheart, you up for a good fucking?" Larry asked the bride. Aimee's eyes went wide with fear. "Please no. I'm a virgin." She pleaded.
"A virgin?" Larry mocked. Acting like he didn't know the truth.
Aimee nodded her head in silence. Several members of the wedding party pleaded with them to leave her alone.