The day of my wedding had finally arrived. Six months engaged to my fiancé, Linda, and two years of dating before that. I couldn't be happier about everything. From the way she talked to the way she walked, everything about my bride-to-be was perfect. We love doing everything together and are nearly inseparable.
Standing here in my dressing room, getting ready to give my vows to the woman I love feels like an eternity without her by my side. All of our family members and the people most important in our lives were waiting to share this incredible day with us. Everyone except one person that is. Camila, my fiancé's mother, never responded to our letter. I've heard that the relationship between Linda and her mother is not the best.
I've never met the woman but from the stories I've heard she seems like a snake. Only slithering her wickedness into her daughter's life when it will benefit her or ruin her daughter. I was surprised when Linda said she wanted to invite her but she claimed that even if she was evil, she was still her mom and that maybe seeing her daughter getting married would thaw her frozen, dead heart.
Knock knock I heard on my dressing room door.
"Come in," I said without turning around.
"Yo dude, I didn't know you ordered a stripper. On your wedding day too? You're a dawg," one of my groomsmen told me. A stripper? I hardly think so. I started to wave him off and tell her to leave but my curiosity got the best of me.
"Who?"
"I don't know, she said her name is Camila." My body froze and my heart stopped. My blood went cold and time seemed to slow down. Camila? My soon-to-be mother-in-law? The wicked woman who tormented my fiancé for her entire life?
"Jake?" I heard a soft woman's voice from behind the door.
I looked up at the mirror and saw her brush past the door and into my room. I'm not sure what I expected her to look like but it certainly wasn't this. There, I could see behind me, a woman that must have stood 6 foot 2. Her hair was long and jet black that draped down her shoulder and over her balloon-like tits, hanging off them like a scarf. And wow, her boobs were huge. I mean not like just large boobs but like, insanely huge! They didn't hang off her body much or sag at all, instead, they rested on her chest, almost defying gravity.
They were wrapped in her shiny, navy blue dress that had a deep cleavage cut, giving my eyes plenty to feast upon. Her dress hugged her like skin as I wandered down her curves more to see her tapered waist and toned stomach only to see the juxtaposition of her wide hips. I couldn't quite see her ass from this angle but I'm sure that it was just as impressive, if not more, than the rest of her. Talk about an hourglass figure. I swiveled around in my chair and tried my best to compose myself but I'm sure she noticed my jaw on the floor and my tongue rolling out of my mouth.
I started to get up when she said, "Oh no, please, no need to get up. Sit and finish getting ready. You have a big day ahead of you. I'm so sorry that we haven't had the chance to meet yet but I'm sure my daughter has told you things. We don't have the best relationship but I wouldn't miss her wedding for the world. I hope it's not too late, I'll just sit in the back and I don't need to go to the reception if you don't have room."
I was too stunned to speak and I sat there in silence for a bit. Not only was this not all what I expected my fiance's mother to be like but she was also beautiful... Wait... beautiful? What am I saying? I'm married! Or at least about to be. And I'm about to be married to this person's daughter! I can't be ogling my wife-to-be's MOM! I shake it off and compose myself.
"Yeah, of course, you can come! It's nice to finally meet you." I get up to hug her but she puts her hand out to stop me.
"Please, sit, no need. I actually need to do my makeup, do you mind if I sit down?" she asks.
"Yes of course," I say, pulling up a stool for her.
"Oh thank you." She then steps in front of me and turns around so her back is facing me, her enormous ass blocking my entire vision. I can barely even see the curved edges of her butt cheeks in my peripheral vision. I'm so distracted by her wide, thick ass that I don't even notice as it descends upon my lap, landing on me with a low thud. Her thick, firm ass spread across my lap, overflowing to the point that the edges of her curves jutted out on either side. She shifted a bit, trying to get comfortable, and in turn rubbed her fat bottom further into me.
"Quite comfortable. Could you spin around dear so I can use the mirror?" she asked, looking over her shoulder at me, a bit of devilish intent in her eyes, and a sly smirk crept upon the corners of her lips. Her words fell on deaf ears though as the only thing my mind seemed to be able to think about was the feeling of her round, meaty ass rubbing against my crotch. "Oh, don't worry, I can do it," she says as she reaches her hands out and grabs the table to spin us around. "There we go, sorry it will only take a minute." She continues to adjust and even bounces a bit, claiming that is just trying to get comfortable. The pleasure wins me over and I begin to get hard under her. "Oh my, Jake. Do you have something in your pocket or are you just happy to finally meet me?"
"Uh, oh, sorry. I uh, just. Sorry." I was flustered and lost for words.
"It's ok dear, totally natural. That's the reaction I was hoping for," she says as she puts her lipstick on, not even looking at me as she speaks.
"Wait, what do you mean that's what you are hoping for? Are you trying to give me an erection?" What the fuck was she saying? "That seems inappropriate, I'm your son-in-law!"
She looks over her shoulder at me and says, "Not yet you're not. Do you really think I came here to see my daughter on her big day? Haha, fuck no. I saw a picture of you two on Facebook and I wasn't going to let my daughter get away with this hunk of a man, at least not before I FUCK him!"
"WHAT?! Why would you do that to your daughter?! You really are evil!"
"Oh Jakey, dear. You have no idea. And why would I not? She has always gotten everything she wanted, so I am going to take away the one thing most important to her. You. She may not ever even find out that you stuffed her mom's tight cunt with your dick... but I will know... and you will know. So let's quit the chit-chat and get on with it. I've been soaking through my panties since I walked in this room, can't you feel?"
