Sherri knew she had never been happier in her life than she was when the old minister said to her new husband, "Now you may kiss the bride", and Don lifted the veil from her face and gazed into her misty, violet eyes. He took her into her arms and they kissed deeply for the first time as a married couple. As he released her, Robbie stepped forward and said, "I want to be next to kiss the bride and to wish my Mom all the happiness in the world." Sherri repeated her previous maneuver and briefly slipped her tongue between his lips before breaking the kiss and whispering, "I think you can count on it!"
The wedding party turned to walk back down the aisle with Sherri on her new husband's arm and followed closely by her son, now escorting Darla, her bridesmaid. As they neared the back of the hall, Darla whispered into Robbie's ear, "Sherri asked me to tell you that she would like to see you alone in the bride's dressing room as soon as the reception line is finished". Robbie was a little surprised by this, but thought that his mother probably wanted to give him some last minute instructions regarding the wedding gifts before she and Don left on their honeymoon.
As soon as the last guest had filed past the wedding party and given their congratulations and best wishes to the bride and groom, Sherri winked at Robbie and nodded towards the dressing room before slipping away and closing the door behind her. Robbie waited a few minutes, then knocked gently on the heavy wooden door and entered at his mother's invitation. Sherri was standing in the middle of the room, smiling warmly at him as he entered the room and held out her arms to him. As he entered her embrace and wrapped his arms tightly around her narrow waist he was nearly overcome by the sweet fragrance wafting up from between her breasts, still somewhat confined by the bodice of her gown. Once again she pressed her lips tightly to his, but unlike the two previous kisses, this one was both longer and decidedly more passionate.
After what seemed like an eternity to Robbie, but could not have been more than a moment or two, Sherri broke the kiss and stepped back from him. With a smile that he had never seen before and a steamy look in her velvety eyes, she said, "It's traditional that the groom give his best man a small gift in appreciation of services performed, and for the bride to give a similar gift to her bridesmaid. Don and I decided to switch that tradition around. Right now, he's giving Darla something that I'm sure she's wanted for a long time, but something that I could never give her. And it's MY pleasure to give the BEST man a gift that I know he'll never forget!"
She told him to sit back on the small couch in the dressing room, loosen the collar of his uniform jacket and relax. And with that she turned on a small portable stereo that began playing the most erotic music Robbie had ever heard. Sherri reached down and slowly began to raise the front of her wedding dress. She continued to bunch the rich fabric higher and higher above her waist until her golden snatch was fully visible through the sheer pantyhose and with one thigh encircled by a frilly blue lace garter.
Robbie could scarcely believe his eyes and he was having difficulty breathing, in spite of having loosened his collar. Sure, he'd seen his mom's pussy before...but never like this! "My God!" he thought, "This can't be happening. I'm sure I've died and gone to heaven!"
His mother never took her eyes off her gorgeous hunk of a son, but continued to lift the gown up and over her head and dropped it to the floor. Her beautiful tits pointed their rigid nipples at him...practically daring him to take them into his mouth and suck them, just as he had as a baby. There was no longer any doubt in his mind...He was going to fuck his own mother...Right here in the bride's dressing room on her wedding day. There was no doubt in whatever mind his cock had either, for it was swelling painfully in the confines of the tight fitting uniform trousers. He made no move towards his mother, however, as she continued to undulate seductively to the torrid music coming from the stereo. Nor did he take his hungry eyes off the feast that was so obviously being prepared for his (and her) pleasure.
Sherri saw the growing bulge in the front of Robbie's bright blue trousers and thought to herself, "I was right all along. He wants to fuck me as badly as I want to fuck him." Slowly, she caressed her breasts and squeezed and twisted her nipples as she swayed in time to the music. One hand slid down across her smooth, flat belly and cupped her down covered love tunnel over the fabric of her pantyhose. First one finger, then another slipped through the opening in the crotch of the garment and brushed lightly over her, now visible clit, then slid between the swollen lips of her dripping pussy to plunge deeply into her waiting cunt. In and out, she finger fucked herself in time to the music, while her lusty son devoured her with his eyes. Never taking her eyes from his bulging crotch, she slowly withdrew her fingers, brought them to her lips and began to lick and suck the pussy juices from first one then the other drenched finger...only to return once again to that honey pot between her legs and gather more nectar for her eager mouth.
Robbie still could not take his eyes off of the obscene dance his mother was performing for him. He was afraid to even touch his rigid cock for fear he would come in his pants...And for a gung-ho marine, that just would not do.
