Hot Mom's Sissy Honeymoon Sweetie 8

~~~~~ One Year Later: Finding Happily Ever After ~~~~~~

After their stay in the Honeymoon Suite at the Pink Lotus Resort ended, Ava Addams and her sissy daughter Ashley found a cozy little beach house near the resort to live in. It was nowhere near as opulent as actually living in the resort, but it soon became their true home, with all the familiar comforts and rhythms of daily living together in perfect happiness. The two still shared a bed, which was smaller than the magnificent king-sized four-poster they shared before, but that just meant less wasted space as they were generally snuggled tightly together anytime they were in it. The rest of their bungalow had a small living space with a comfortable couch and TV, and a tidy kitchen with a built-in breakfast nook for two. Like their bed it was on the smaller side, but suited them well as they generally preferred each other's company to any alternative.

The changes to Ashley's body slowed after that wild first month as her somewhat reduced hormone doses provided more of a gentle nudge toward womanliness rather than a hard swerve. She still had the blue eyes, platinum blonde hair, short athletic body, and cute face with a button nose and dimpled chin and cheeks that made her look like the younger sister of the well-known porn star Elsa Jean. In fact, every once in s while a resort great would ask her where they recognized her from, then blush in shame a few minutes later once they realized the connection. But while her face and must of her body were a perfect match for the seemingly-innocent blonde co-ed, she clearly got her tits from her mother. Ashley's chest had slowly blossomed to a full 34E cup that was so perky it almost looked fake. Ava like to tease Ashley that for all her growth she was still two full cup sizes behind her mother, but Ashley countered that her mother had a head start and she was still growing, albeit slowly.

As promised, Ashley and Ava were both hired on within HR at the Pink Lotus as "Staff Benefits Specialists", and they found the old saying true, that if you do what you love, you'll never work a day in your life. There was no specific uniform requirement, besides generally dressing in an attractive manner that contributed to the overall chic aesthetic of the resort. Ava generally took this in a classy direction, preferring to wear tight-fitting dresses that showed off her curves, and often a great deal of cleavage as well. Ashley, however preferred to dress more provocatively. Many of her favorite outfits were tight fitting crop tops to show off her round tits and smooth tummy paired with a short, flowy skirt that she could use to flash her thong-split cheeks whenever she got the whim. Other days she'd go for a classic American Summer look with jeans shorts and a cami, except she made sure her shorts were short enough to expose the bottom of her ass, plus tantalizing patches where strategically placed threadbare holes threatened to reveal her, and her camis were all partially see through, giving anyone who looked carefully an eyeful of her tits. After a meeting with the resort manager in which he lectured her on the image of the resort while she gave him sloppy head under his desk, Ashley started at least wearing a bright colorful bra underneath. And for days when she didn't want to bother with it all, she could always just rock one of her many bikinis.

Whatever Ava and Ashley wore, their actual work at the Pink Lotus each day was the same. They'd roam the resort, enjoying the various amenities and checking in on the staff, then let anyone who had a free minute and the urge take them to the side and fuck the shit out of them. As part of the deal Ava negotiated, she was happy to enjoy the company of both men and women on staff, but Ashley was strictly restricted to serving the men. The few women on staff who tried to make a pass at the cute little femboy soon found themselves on the wrong end of her fiercely jealous mother's strapon as she punished their asses for trying to steal her baby girl. Ava's newfound dominance and skill with the strapon forged in the furnace of her conversion of Ashley from a confused boy into her pet sissy slut actually soon made her a hot commodity among many of the women on staff, who thought it unfair for the men to have all the fun. Going beyond making out with women besides her daughter was a new avenue with Ava, but one she turned out to greatly enjoy. However, she always made sure to make plenty of time for taking the big black cocks of the male staffers as well.

Ashley, meanwhile, was obviously limited just to the men, but she worked through them like a champ. The amenities of the resort were fine, but all she really wanted was to be stuffed with all the black cocks her holes could handle, so she went around flirting aggressively and deliberately flashing her goods to the boys to get them riled up enough to take a break and take out their frustrations on her ass. That was part of why she preferred to wear skirts, so she could give them quick access, let them pound her until they finally gave her their cum, then slip her thong back in place, straighten her skirt, and go hunting for her next lay. For the guys who preferred her mouth it was even easier, as she'd just pop her tits out to give them a good view, then set to work milking the cum out of them and into her mouth as efficiently as she could. Over time she learned all the individual preferences each man had, and would make the huge, powerful men quiver and beg with her delicate hands and tongue bend they inevitably surrendered their seed to her.

Ava worried that Ashley was going to burn out at the rate that she was taking black dick, but she assured her protective mother that being a free-use slut was what she was born for and reminded Ava that she wasn't just a slut for men... After a good fuck Ava had to admit that her daughter was right. This is what she was born to be.

In the evenings Ava and Ashley were often requested by guests of the Pink Lotus. They'd take a shower to freshen up from a day of sex, compare notes on their experiences for the day, then dress for dinner. If Ava had the chance, she'd always try to save a load or two in her ass and pussy, letting Ashley lick her clean before hopping in the shower together. She usually had to force Ashley off of her so that they could actually make their scheduled dinner appointment, after a day apart she was always eager to show her affection and devotion, and she'd never been able to resist burying her tongue and face as deep as she could manage in her mother's freshly-fucked cum-filled holes. But Ava's attempts to kick Ashley away were always half-hearted, as even after all this time she had a hard time saying no to her little girl, and her tongue was the most talented she'd ever had to pleasure of sitting on.

Their dinner hosts were widely varied. Most commonly they were requested to join a couple whose eye they had caught while roaming the resort and who were looking to spice up their vacation with a little fun. They'd feel each other out over the course of the meal, laughing and talking together, until eventually Ava would discretely let them know the terms of their arrangement, their rates, and that Ashley would only be available for the man's pleasure, but that if they wanted to watch her with a woman then Ava would be happy to assist. Some guests got cold feet or thought that a mother/daughter hooker pair was a bit too wild for them, but most were intrigued, and the girls were able to manage a substantial side income by selling their companionship one evening at a time. Sometimes Ashley would handle the husband while Ava took care of the wife, other times the husband would live out his fantasy of a mother/daughter threesome while his wife watched, and surprisingly often the couple would start by just watching the natural beauty of Ava fucking her sweet submissive daughter until they got too aroused and either joined in or started making love alongside them.

But not every evening of work was for a traditional couple. The occasional bachelor party rolled through the resort, leading to nights of endless debauchery, and on one memorable occasion a lesbian couple that took an interest in them turned out to actually be another Mistress and sissy. There'd been no charge that evening, as the sissies enjoyed a playdate while their mistresses pleasured each other and watched.

The only difficult part for Ashley in handling their when evenings was in dealing with the disappointing dicks of many of their clients. There was a part of her that truly wanted to believe that every cock was beautiful in it's own way and deserving of love, but it just wasn't true in her experience. After years of mediocre sex Ava was better equipped to handle the disappointment, but Ashley was young and idealistic and had come of age surrounded by beautiful big black dicks the size of her forearm. She did her part like a good girl, moaning and talking about how hard they were fucking her and how good it felt even as she stifled a yawn, then once they'd finished and made it back to their bungalow she'd beg Ava to actually fuck her properly with her big strapon since their clients clearly couldn't manage.

On their evenings without a client Ava and Ashley caught up on all the time they'd been apart. Ava still expected a certain level of service from Ashley, although she rarely ever had to actually remind her daughter of her place. Ashley was all to happy to kneel at Ava's feet and massage them. Ava would often take to their front porch to enjoy the sunset, snapping her fingers to have Ashley follow, then commanding her to heel. Then she'd sit with a glass of sangria as her daughter used her dextrous fingers and nimble tongue on her feet to wash away the cares of the day. Most of their neighbors were fellow employees of the resort who thought nothing of it when they walked by and saw Ashley licking hungrily between her mother's toes. They'd stop and lean on the railing to chat with Ava about the latest gossip while her daughter did her best to deepthroat one of her feet while humping her tight jeans shorts on the other. Occasionally if Ashley got too loud to talk over Ava would give her a little tap between the legs and admonish her to eat a bit more quietly, then continue on with her conversation as if nothing had happened.

Other times Ava would instruct Ashley to give her a full body massage. They had a small massage table and Ashley had picked up some rudimentary training at the spa, so she'd rub warm oil on her hands and set to work. But no matter how much they intended to really focus on a true massage, it always ended up the same way with Ashley's face buried in Ava's oiled ass, lapping to her Mistress' pleasure.

On the rare evening that they were too exhausted from sex with the Pink Lotus staff to do anything else, the girls would cuddle together on the couch to watch TV, lightly tracing their fingers over each other's bodies as they quietly enjoyed one another until finally they were recharged and horny enough for their final fuck of the day. Sometimes Ava would use this time to tree train Ashley, edging her by stroking her little cock and telling her she did not have permission to cum, gradually increasing her control. But usually their couch time played out with Ashley deliberately teasing Ava with light touches in all her most sensitive areas while feigning complete innocence, until finally her mother swept her up in her arms and carried her off to bed so she could "take responsibility" for her actions.

Ava's first move was almost always to throw Ashley down on the bed and mount her face, grinding both her holes with rolling circles of her hips. At first Ava had been hesitant to sit on her daughter's pretty face with her full weight, but after Ashley's endless encouragement she gradually realized that her sweet little sissy was made of stern stuff in spite of her petite frame and now fully pressed herself down. Ava alternated night by night on her preferred position. Sometimes she preferred to face forwards, allowing her to pull Ashley's face up into her by a fistful of hair and letting her move between rubbing her pussy over Ashley's chin and mouth to let her tongue move from working her clit to deep within her pussy and sliding even further up so that she could grind against Ashley's nose while letting her tongue-punch her asshole until Ashley's frantic slapping of Ava's ass let her know that air was running out and her daughter's need to breathe was finally outweighing her need to worship. Other nights Ava choose to ride Ashley's pretty little face in reverse so that as she ground herself over her nose and mouth she could also play with her tits or her sensitive sissy stick. Ava liked to make a game of it, training Ashley in just how she liked to be licked by withholding pleasure until she hit just the right spots, then rewarding her by pinching and tweaking her sensitive nipples, or by fingering her greedy ass while squishing her delicate balls under her palm, or if she was feeling particularly generous, even giving her dicklette a quick suck.

Ashley's initial shrinkage from below average to a definitely small dick when she'd first been unknowingly started on female hormones had started fast, but leveled out, leaving her with a cute little dick that just reached three inches when hard, and as her body got used to the hormonal balance it was made for, Ashley didn't struggle any longer with getting hard. If anything, her constantly horny state made dealing with her little erections a constant challenge, especially since even after cumming from getting fucked in her ass her sissy stick stood proudly at attention even after dribbling out it's load. She still abided by her vow to Ava to never jerk herself off, and after their one failed attempt Ava never again allowed Ashley to attempt to penetrate her, so by the time Ava was satisfied from riding her face Ashley was usually desperate to cum herself as her twitching dicklette begged for relief.

Some nights Ava told Ashely that "Mommy was just too tired" and the couple would snuggle together as they did every night and go to sleep with Ashley desperately horny but happy in her mother's care. But most of the time Ava found enough energy to give her daughter what she needed. It helped that Ashley spent most of the allowance Ava gave her from their evening clients on couture lingerie that matched her mother's taste perfectly, bits of colorful lace and satin that wrapped Ashley up like a present that Ava couldn't resist unwrapping. It was all worth it when she told Ashley to fetch her strapon.

Once as a joke Ashley took Ava's instructions literally, coming back crawling on all fours with her mother's dildo in her mouth like a bone. Ava had quickly taken it and mounted her doggy style, fucking her with more primal energy than ever before and making her daughter spurt several times from her bouncing dicklette before she was done. It was a moment that unlocked a new fetish for them both, and from time to time Ava would have Ashley take the role of her beloved pet puppy, forbidden from speaking and using her hands as she was used like an animal.

On their days off of work Ava and Ashley spent some time around their home, relaxing together, fucking as the mood took them, and sometimes even playing "doggy" for a morning or an afternoon. But more often than not they ended up walking down to the resort even on their days off, enjoying spa or the beach together, or connecting with favorites on the staff for a threesome instead of their usual solo work when on the clock.

But whatever adventures the two had throughout the day, every night they ended up back together in one another's arms, whispering sweet nothings as they cuddled to sleep from their shared dream life together. Their life together was one of neverending sweetness. Their natural chemistry and vivid sex life was a part of that, but their relationship was far deeper than the merely physical. They were best friends, confidants, and lovers with the foundation of a true relationship for the ages. So while the final step in their journey together came as a surprise to Ashley, by all rights it shouldn't have, as it was the final blossoming of the seeds they'd planted, watered, and tended together for a full year.

On the one year anniversary of their arrival in Jamaica, Ava planned out a special date night to celebrate. They had the day off, and after letting Ashley lick her to orgasm under the sheets of their bed, Ava announced that she'd be spending the day at the resort, but that they had a special date that night, and that she'd be back to pick Ashley up at 5pm. Ashley dutifully helped her mother prepare for the day, starting with their shower. The shower in their bungalow was less than half the size of the one they'd first enjoyed together in the Honeymoon Suite, and their large breasts meant it was hard to move around without bumping and sliding into each other. Not that they minded, although the sudsy contact usual meant that their joint showers took twice as long as if they'd just bathed separately. After they'd finished toweling off, Ashley went to prepare breakfast while Ava picked out her outfit. She'd just finished making cinnamon French toast with fresh berries (Ava's favorite) when her mother entered the kitchen, wearing a tight-fitting mid-length lavender dress with black lace flower detailing over the breasts, then cascading down to her left hip where it met similar detailing running around the hem to the tasteful slit up her left thigh.

The girls enjoyed their breakfast together, sitting as usual at the corner of the table so they could play footsie and get handsy underneath. When they'd finished eating, Ashley cleared the dishes as usual while Ava went to fetch her mirror and makeup supplies. Their home was too small to fit a dedicated makeup table, so they used the kitchen table instead, but the habit they'd started in their heady early days in the Honeymoon Suite carried on, as Ashley slid under the table to rub Ava's feet while she applied her makeup. Ashley took advantage of the opportunity to needle Ava with questions about the special date she'd planned until her exasperated mother shut her up by giving her a big toe to suck on. Ashley tried to parlay that into working her way up Ava's luxurious leg to eat her out for a second time that morning, but she pushed her back down, telling her that she'd spoil her appetite for later if she kept at it. Once her makeup was finished Ava stood and beckoned for Ashley to come out from under the table to kiss her goodbye, instructing her to dress sharp and reminding her that she'd be back to pick her up at 5. Ashley pouted a bit at being left in the dark as to Ava's plans, but swiftly set about preparing herself to be the most beautiful date her mother would ever have.

Repeated treatments at the spa had ensured that Ashley would never grow body hair again, so she didn't have to worry about anything as crude as shaving her legs, but she did have a skincare routine she followed religiously to ensure that her skin remained buttery soft and smooth to the touch. Exfoliating accomplished, Ashley turned to lotioning, running her hands over her shapely legs and up the rest of her body as she worked the moisturizer in deep. As always she was sure to moisturize her little penis, as Ava appreciated her smoothness there most of all, and after a year without masturbating there wasn't even a hint of temptation for the sissy. She was owned by Ava, and the key around her neck locked away her little dicklette just as surely as if it had been back in a cage of steel. This was just a far more convenient arrangement for the both of them. Ashley was able to clean and lotion herself without issue, Ava had ready access whenever she wanted to play without her without fumbling around with key, and both knew that Ashley would behave herself.

After finishing her skincare routine, Ashley liked to lounge around the house naked for a bit, letting the lotion soak in before she got dressed, so she sat and decided what to do with her hair. Ava preferred it long, so she'd grown it out over the past year, and what once had been an unruly mop of dirty blond hair was now an elegant cascade of sun-bleached hair that ran down to the middle of her back. Usually she wore it in a ponytail, largely because it was easy and convenient for both blowjobs and giving her partners a handle from behind, but tonight she wanted to do something special, so she started on the long process of making intricate braids and styling them into an elaborate updo. Once she was satisfied with the arrangement of her braids, Ashley pulled out her curling iron and used it to make the tendrils of hair she left out on either side of her head into twirling golden coils that framed her face.

Then it was time for the dress. She had a new one she'd bought and had been saving for a special occasion, and tonight was as special as it came. It was made of a dark green mesh material, partially see-through when stretched taut in a single layer, but giving only vague hints of what lay beneath when bunched. The top was a criss-cross halter forming an X over her chest and open over her abdomen. The fabric pulled around her waist asymmetrically, dipping low enough on her right leg to just reveal the top of the cleft of her inner hip. The dress hung full length to the floor in loosely draping folds with long slit running up her right leg to nearly meet the dip in the waist. It was sexy and elegant, hinting at revealing her hidden secrets in a way that pulled the eye, but refraining from actually exposing herself. With the halter top a bra was out of the question, but her perky E-cups were fine without additional support, and she had the cutest matching mesh thong she could wear that wouldn't clash through the translucent fabric.

Next Ashley did her makeup. She'd experimented with a number of styles in the past year, generally preferring a natural "no makeup" look with just little touches here and there that would only be identified as makeup by an experienced eye, emphasizing her natural beauty and a young, innocent look. But for tonight she ramped it up. Mascara and smoky eyeshadow with emerald green undertones dramatically drew attention to her blue eyes and coordinated with her dress. Next she contoured her cheeks, giving her face a sharper more mature look, and applied a hint of rouge. Finally Ashley selected a vibrant pink lip gloss to her naturally thick lips, giving them the wet, juicy look that she knew Ava couldn't resist. After inspecting her look in the mirror and blowing herself a few kisses, she spritzed a floral perfume on her wrists and dabbed some onto her neck and smiled. She was a perfectly scrumptious piece of fruit that Ava wouldn't be able to resist unwrapping and devouring.

The final touch to manage before Ava returned to pick her up was her jewelry. She started with a pair of thick gold hoop earrings Ava had given her for her 19th birthday that worked well with her hair style. Next she threaded a teardrop emerald pendant that a wealthy evening client had given her into her navel piercing. She'd actually bought this dress partially with this in mind, as the green fabric perfectly matched the emerald and the X-halter top with the low asymmetric waist made a perfect window in the center to adorn with such a beautiful piece. Then she selected a few gold bangles for her wrists, gifts from the appreciative resort staff for her enthusiastic service.

That left just one more thing. Ashley carefully untied the dress behind her neck, letting the halter top fall down over her waist. She took a moment to admire her breasts. It seemed wild to her to remember that just over a year ago she had never even touched a boob, and now she had a set of bouncy, perky, soft, and squishy E-cups that were bigger than her hands could hold to play with whenever she wanted. Or even better, let someone else play with. Back when she'd had B-cups she'd impatiently wanted to get implants, but Ava had strongly advised against, and now Ashley was grateful she'd listened. Letting the boob fairy work her hormonal magic and ending up with a pair of natural, sensitive breasts had been the right call, and six weeks ago Ashley had taken a step to increase the sensitivity of her nipples even further. Knowing how much Ava liked to tease and play with them, she'd gone in secret to the spa and gotten them pierced. It had been the sharpest pain she'd ever felt in her life, but it would be worth it when she finally got to reveal them to Ava. For six weeks she'd scrambled to hide them from her, but tonight would be the big reveal. Ashley took out the tiny studs she'd worn to keep them from sealing back up, gasping at how much more sensitive her nipples had become even after healing. They were always erect now, twin pink erasers the size of the last knuckle of her pinkies, jutting out proudly from her puffy silver-dollar areolae.

Ashley pulled out the small little box she'd spent several months allowance from escorting on, opening it to reveal the fancy nipple rings she'd bought as a gift to Ava. Each was an elegant platinum band set with an arc of glittering diamonds and from the bottom of each ring swung a heart-cut ruby. Lifting them carefully from their velvet cushion within the box Ashley allowed her mind to wander to the other kind of ring she longed for. Like any young girl she dreamed of being swept off her feet, given an outrageously beautiful engagement ring, then getting to have the perfect fairytale wedding in a perfect princess dress. But that just wasn't in the cards for her. What she had with her mother was beautiful, and sexy, and fulfilling, and she still counted herself lucky that after fucking all the hung black men she desired, Ashley was still the one that Ava came home to every night. And for that life which she had chosen, fancy engagement rings weren't her lot, but sexy elegant nipple rings could be. She carefully threaded each of them through her piercings and admired how the diamonds caught the light and how the dangling ruby hearts fluttered with every bounce of her breasts. Ava was going to love them. Ashley lifted the top of her dress back up, crossing the halter top in it's X pattern over her breasts and retying the ends behind her neck, then waited for Ava to pick her up for their date.

Ashley's breath caught in her throat and a billion butterflies took flight in her stomach as Ava walked back in through the door of their home. Even after a year together she still got nervous as a schoolgirl around her mother, and a smile spread across her entire face at the thought that this was the woman she belonged to. Even at 38 years old the woman was gorgeous from head to toe. Her brown almond-shaped eyes with smoky eyeshadow were both warm and mysterious, offering motherly affection while hinting at the mature nympho within. Her persistent smile promised a balance of fun and mischief, and her cascading black hair hinted at the primal wildness of the cougar within. Her dress displayed every bit of her deadly curves, from her massive F-cup breasts, to her slim 24" waist, to her broad 36" hips and the profoundly thick booty beneath. Following her shapely legs down Ashley's mouth started to water at the sight of her mother's feet, knowing intimately their pungent flavor and the feel of them against her tongue, and within her mouth. Knowing that this gorgeous woman could have her on her knees kissing her feet and thanking her for the opportunity just made her that much more beautiful, the irrepressible confidence and authority of the natural domme exuding from her like a powerful pheromone.

But the most beautiful thing about Ava in this moment was her clear approval of Ashley's preparations for their date. Her eyes drifted hungrily over her daughter's body, as she bit her lip in obvious arousal. Ashley basked proudly in her mother's approval, soaking it in deep as validation for all she had and who she had become, knowing that it was all worth it to be the possession and the object of desire of the goddess before her.

"Ashley," Ava finally said, "you look stunning! That dress is beautiful, and your hair! And your makeup! I know I told you to dress up, but now I look like a slob next to you, I'll have to change..."

"No Mom, you are perfect," Ashley replied, stepping forward to take Ava's hands in her own. "It's just like our first practice dates, I'm the girl, remember? I should be a little more dressed up for you."

"God you're just perfect aren't you?" Ava sighed as she leaned in and kissed Ashley's perfectly glossed lips.

"I had a good teacher," Ashley said with a wink after their kiss ended. "Before we head out on this mystery date you've planned, I have a little anniversary gift to give you."

"Really?" Ava replied, "How lovely, I have one for you as well, but you can go first."

Ashley stepped back with a smile and reached her hands up behind her neck, untying her halter top and letting the light mesh fabric flow down the front of her body in a fluttering green waterfall. Ava gasped with delight as she saw the beautiful diamond rings, their dangling ruby hearts rocking back and forth from the rushing fabric that had just revealed them.

"Ashley, they're beautiful!" Ava cried out in delight as she stepped forwards to inspect her gift more closely. "And your sweet little nipples look so hard, let me just..."

Ava leaned down, sucking one of her daughters erect nipples into her mouth, pulling hard suction to bring it in as deeply as she could while flicking her tongue against the ring and scraping her teeth over the areola. Ashley moaned in nearly unbearable pleasure as Ava expertly teased her, then cried out in exquisite pain as she took the other nipple ring in her hand and pulled down on it hard.

"What a delightful gift," Ava said was she released Ashley's nipples and stood straight, "And so sensitive! We're going to have fun with those for sure, you naughty little girl. How many dicks do you think you took for me to pay for those?"

Ashley was a little taken aback by the question, but she supposed that technically since the money had come from their escorting work Ava was correct that she'd let those cocks fuck her just to pay for jewelry for her. She did some quick math, balancing the cost of the rings against the small fraction of their earnings which Ava gave her.

"Ummm... maybe twenty or so?

"So many!" Ava said with a smile, "I'm honored, really. And coincidentally, that's about how many I took for your gift as well."

Ashley was confused as Ava put her hands on her shoulders and pressed her down to her knees, but as usual she followed Ava's lead to the comfortable position of kneeling before her mistress. Then Ava rolled up the bottom of her dress and Ashley saw exactly what she meant. Her panties were soaked through with what Ashley's nose immediately identified as fresh cum. She peeled them down, stretching wet ribbons between the fabric and Ava's pussy that snapped and hung tantalizingly as her panties dropped to the floor. Ashley plunged in face first, licking and sucking the warm cum from her mother's pussy without even a thought for spoiling her makeup.

"Eat up sweetie," Ava said as she rested her hands on Ashley's head and let her eyes roll back in pleasure, "Mommy took it all for you."

Ashley's mind raced in wonder as she plunged her tongue deep into Ava's soft folds and worked to seal her lips around her pussy lips to provide suction and ensure that she didn't lose a drop. Ava must have fucked every man on the resort staff, keeping all their cum inside of her, no wonder she'd been gone for half the day! As much as she loved the salty, rich flavor of black cum (she could absolutely tell the difference), the taste of that cum blended there with Ava's divine juices was even better, salty and sweet balanced in perfect harmony. She could not have come up with a more perfect gift and could not believe how lucky she was to be with such a loving partner.

When the flow of cum finally stopped and Ava could feel that Ashley's hungry tongue was finding no more, she pushed her daughter back a bit and turned around, showing her thick ass with a jeweled plug in the center.

"I hope you don't mind sweetie, I tried to have them all cum in my pussy for you, but a few of them wanted to put it in my ass, and you know how hard it is to tell the boys no..."

Ashley pulled the metal plug from Ava's ass and popped it into her mouth, quickly cleaning the cum from the tip before pressing her face between her plump ass cheeks. After thinking that she'd finished her treat, finding that Ava had packed dessert in her trunk was the perfect surprise. When Ava finally stepped forwards and straightened out her dress, Ashley remained kneeling on the floor in a blissful high, smiling idly as she used her fingers to get the last traces of cum from her face into her mouth, her pierced tits still on full display as her halter top still hung around her waist.

"Wonderful," Ava said, "Now that we've exchanged our gifts shall we head out to dinner?"

Ashley scrambled to her feet, tucking her breasts back into her halter top and tying it behind her neck.

"Mom, my makeup must be a mess, I need to go get cleaned up and redo it and..."

Ava shushed Ashley with a long, sweet kiss.

"Darling, you looked beautiful before, but to me you look even more lovely now. Knowing your makeup is a mess because of how well you worshipped my ass and pussy? It's an honor. Besides, everyone should see you for what you are, my beautiful, wonderful, devoted sissy slut."

With that Ava took Ashley's arm and led her from their bungalow, walking side by side along the beach. They entered the resort grounds, waving to staff along the way and smiling politely at passing guests who stared at them. Ava was right, this was who Ashley was, and she was proud.

Ashley smiled as she saw where Ava was leading her. It was the private beach side table where they'd dined every night of their stay at the resort as part of the Honeymoon Suite Package, often with male company. It had been the site of their first "practice date", when Ashley has still been trying her best to be a boy and had felt the first glimmers of an awkward crush that would soon grow into full-blown romance with the gorgeous woman whose arm she now decorated. Of course it was here, where else could the lovers go for their anniversary?

As Ava pulled out Ashley's chair and scooted her in, she made a passing joke as to whether she'd even be hungry for dinner after the appetizer had, but Ashley was always ready to enjoy the fine dining of the Pink Lotus Resort. The waiter soon brought them their meals, a smile crossing his face when he saw Ashley's ruined makeup. Ashley knew that every man on staff had seen her in far messier states while she fulfilled her duties, and didn't feel a hint of shame, although she did wonder if he'd been one of the men to help Ava with her gift. Given the sheer number of men she'd recruited, it seemed likely.

After that the girls were left alone to enjoy their meal in privacy, eating delicious food, drinking bubbly champagne, watching the sun setting over the turquoise sea, and laughing and talking together with the easy comfort of a long, intimate relationship. It was the perfect evening, and Ashley found herself smiling uncontrollably as she stared into Ava's eyes and thanked her lucky stars. She did not notice when a few of the resort staff quietly approached, then a few more, and a few more. It wasn't until nearly the full staff of the resort was gathered in a half-circle around the land-side of their table that Ashley noticed them, looking around with a start. She started to ask what was going on, but Ava simply extended her hand, standing as she guided Ashley to her feet. Ava positioned Ashley a step away from their table facing the gathered crowd. Ashley saw so many familiar faces looking back at her, smiling happily in anticipation. Dalena, the receptionist who had inadvertently set Ashley on her journey of self discovery by losing her luggage and dosing her with hormone-laced cum, stepped forward and handed something small to Ava, who turned back to Ashley with a smile and dropped to one knee in the sand, holding up a small box in which Ashley saw the most beautiful sparkle of her life.

"Ashley, the past year has been the best of my life, and of all the things I've learned the most important is that I want nothing more than to spend the rest of my life with you. So Ashley Addams, will you marry me?"

The undignified squeal that Ashley unleashed could be heard across the resort, and likely all the way back on the mainland where they'd left their old life behind.

"Ohmygawd, ohmygawd, ohmygawd!" Ashley shouted as she bounced in place, her elegant attire contrasting with her wild exuberance. "Yes! A thousand times yes!"

Ava managed to catch her daughter's rapidly flapping left hand and looking up at her with a smile she slid the diamond ring onto her fourth finger. It was a perfect fit.

Tears were running down Ashley's face, and if it hadn't been for her makeup being ruined earlier it would have been ruined now. As Ava stood back up Ashley wiped the tears from her eyes, then feeling overjoyed by the moment she leapt into Ava's arms, wrapping her legs around her hips and throwing her arms over her shoulders as she pressed in the kiss the woman that was going to make her her bride. Ava was caught off guard, but still managed to catch her excited fiancee, holding her up with both hands beneath her ass and kissing her back as all their friends hooted and hollered.

Back in their bungalow after the celebratory party had ended, Ava explained the details of the wedding she'd secretly planned with the help of the staff. They would be married the next day by Ajani, who in his role as a yogi and spiritual leader was ordained to perform marriages. Gay marriage was illegal in Jamaica, but fortunately for them Ashley was still a boy as far as the law was concerned, and so obtaining a license had gone without a hitch. Ashley's dress was waiting and ready, and all she had to do was wake up in the morning ready for the biggest day of her life. Ashley was overcome with joy and tried to express her gratitude by seducing Ava, but her mother insisted that they "save themselves for marriage", just for one night, to make their wedding night feel extra special. So snuggled up with the woman she loved, Ashley fell asleep dreaming of her perfect wedding.

The next morning Ashley awoke and rolled over to an uncharacteristically empty bed. After looking around for a moment, she saw a note from Ava on the nightstand.

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My dearest Ashley,

It's bad luck to see your bride before the wedding, and I want to start the rest of our lives together in the best way possible, so I slipped out early. I've left some things for you on the kitchen table, you know what they say, "Something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue." Dalena will be by soon to help you get ready. I cannot wait to see my beautiful bride walking down the aisle.

Love,

Ava

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Ashley smiled and went to the kitchen to see what Ava had left for her. There were several items laid out, and she started working through them with the classic bridal rhyme in mind. Something old was obvious, she recognized the lace bridal veil with inset pearls from pictures of Ava's first wedding to her father twenty years ago. Her fingers shook as she lifted it, awed by the thought of using the family heirloom for her own wedding, and laughing a bit internally at the realization that Ava had gone from the one wearing the veil to the one who would be removing it. Beside the veil was the most beautiful lingerie Ashley had ever seen.

The whole of it was made from white sheer mesh tulle with intricate ivory lace embroidered over it in twisting ivy and flower patterns. Ashley traced her fingers over the soft material, the embroidery looked to have been done by hand, and must have cost a small fortune. It was cut in a babydoll style, with an off-the-shoulder top that extended out in a wide, two inch band, meeting in the center of the chest with two large cups for her breasts supported with decorative ribbing. The cups were really more half cups, and looked so small that they'd just fit the bottoms of her breasts, offering up the tops and a deep valley of cleavage to view. Not that the cups themselves would obscure much, the beautiful tulle fabric was see through, and although the lace embroidery was denser around the chest, she doubted that much more than her nipples would be fully covered. Coming down below the cups, the fabric looked like it would tightly mold to her torso in the front, while the back was open with an ivory satin ribbon lacing back and forth in the style of a corset. Below the tight waist the lingerie flowed out into a sweeping dress of the same tulle and lace material with a front panel and double slits for her legs. Finishing off the outfit were a pair of neatly folded white thigh high stockings with garter clips.

Ashley imagined how beautiful she'd look for Ava on their wedding night, a princess in white lace and tulle, waiting for her mother to untie the satin bow and have her way with her beautiful bride. Clearly this was her "something new", bought by Ava for their wedding. Although she wondered how she'd fit the elaborate lingerie under her wedding dress, perhaps she'd just have to change after the reception.

Ashley's eyes alighted next on "something borrowed", a pair of tall white heels that she knew (from having spent a substantial amount of time with them near her face) were Ava's. They were a full six inches tall, with a two inch platform in the front to reduce the angle of the foot to a slightly more manageable level. The platform and the stiletto heel were both encrusted in rhinestones, and they had criss-cross straps over the toes and a satin tie around the ankle. Ava had always jokingly called them her "stripper heels", and Ashley was a little intimidated at the thought of balancing in them, but willing to try since that was what Ava clearly wanted.

That left something blue... the only thing left on the table was the largest butt plug Ashley had ever seen, with a glittering blue sapphire in the heart-shaped base. Ashley had spent the past year fitting as many big black cocks as she could get her hands on, plus Ava's strapon on a near-daily basis, into her ass, and she rightly prided herself on both the girth and the length she could accommodate while still giving a tight grip to whoever she rode. But this thing... It has an egg-shaped head that she could tell at a glance would be long and big enough to press against her special spot, but just the head looked to be about five inches long, gradually widening to around three inches across at the widest. Just as intimidating, the neck of the plug between the egg-shaped head and the jeweled heart base only tapered slightly from the widest point, looking to still be about two inches across. That was close to the girth of the thickest cocks she took from the staff, but that was only for half an hour at most, this would be for hours and hours during the wedding and reception. She hefted the plug in her hand, and it must have weighed a few pounds, how was she supposed to carry that inside of her?

Just as Ashley was wondering that the front door opened and Dalena came in, leading a few other women from the resort staff. Things had started icily between Ashley and the women staff members. They resented her for being an entitled, whiny bitch when she first showed up at the resort as Ava's "son", and she resented them for dumping her luggage and dosing her with cum and hormones, even if she was happy with where their intervention had taken her. Their interactions had remained tense when Ashley first entered her role in "Employee Satisfaction", as they'd been worried that with Ashley and Ava giving it up to every man on staff on a whim, they'd never find a partner for some fun at work for themselves. But over time things had thawed. The women had learned that even with ready access to the resort's professional sluts, the virile men on staff had plenty of energy left for them, and most of them had eventually started taking advantage of Ava's services as well, making it difficult to remain angry at the charmingly beautiful little girl of the woman that fucked them with her strapon until they called her "Mommy" as well. They were almost like sisters, with Ashley being the pet youngest sister of every woman working at the resort.

"Happy wedding day, beeyotch!" Dalena called in a playful tone as she entered the room.

Ashley squealed with delight and went running into Dalena's outstretched arms. She still hadn't gotten dressed for the day, and was still wearing her pajamas from the night before, a hot pink cami that left her midriff exposed and a black lace thong. Once being in front of a group of women barely dressed would have been mortifying, but these were her sisters now, and they'd seen Ashley wearing far less while on the job. Dalena hugged Ashley back, taking advantage of the opportunity to grope the white girl's surprisingly curvy ass. She knew she'd never have the chance to actually fuck Ashley since her mother was so possessive, but that didn't mean she couldn't appreciate her when the opportunity arose. Ashley gave each of the other women hugs as well, thanking them for being her bridesmaids.

"Alright," Dalena said with a hard slap to Ashley's bare ass. "Time to get your sweet booty plugged."

Ashley turned white as a sheet at the thought of taking the blue-jeweled monster, but then Dalena pulled out a set of training plugs of gradually increasing sizes that she could use to loosen herself up bit by bit. The smallest was about an inch and a half across, about the average girth of her clients cocks when working evenings with Ava. Ashley bent over the table, coming eye to eye with the huge plug that awaited her in the future, as Dalena helpfully pulled her thong to the side, lubed up her ass, and slid the plug in with a satisfying plop. Honestly it felt less like an intruder and more like a welcome companion coming home. There wasn't much of a neck between the body and the base, but Ashley knew that would help to open her up better, and she had fine enough control from thousands of hours practicing squeezing the cum out of cocks to grip and hold it within her.

Once her first trainer was snugly in place, the bridesmaids sent Ashley to the shower while they prepared for the rest of the morning. She stripped in the small bathroom and stepped into the hot streams of water to bathe. Although the plug in her ass was on the smaller side, she could still feel it rolling gently against her special spot as she moved around, and her nipples were still extra sensitive from their new piercings (she still had in her anniversary gift to Ava from last night). She washed her soft, hairless sack and her stiff three-inch dicklette with a sudsy loofah. In a full year she'd never once played with herself, not even sneaking a hand down there while taking it up her ass, but that didn't mean the temptation wasn't there. She was a good girl, and had vowed countless times to her mistress not to touch it like that, but some part of her still remembered what it felt like, jerking herself off while watching big, hung, black men fuck hot white women and girls in her favorite porn. Normally when she felt the itch she'd just seduce Ava, or go find one of the many men at the resort ready and willing to pound the cum out of her, but today she was all alone in the shower, nervous and horny about her wedding. She shut the water off, watching the drips fall from her twitching little cock. If she hadn't fallen off the wagon in a whole year, she certainly wasn't going to do so now on her wedding day.

Ashley toweled off and stepped into the bedroom, where Dalena and her bridesmaids had prepared for her. The first step was upgrading Ashley to the next plug size up while her body was warm and pliable from the shower. She once again bent over without complaint, exposing her plugged ass and her needy cock and balls to the gathered women without a second thought. Dalena removed the first plug without any issue as Ashley released her grip, then applied more lube, working some into her hole with her fingers. Although Dalena tried to keep everything professional, Ashley was unable to suppress a low moan from her probing fingers, which only deepened when Dalena quickly plunged in the two-inch diameter plug that was next in line before she could do something impulsive. Normally something of that diameter would take some effort to work into Ashley's ass, but aroused and warmed up as she was, the plug slid into her with satisfying ease.

"There now," Dalena said as she stood and have Ashley's stuffed ass an encouraging pat, "Time to get you in your dress."

"Ooooo, I can't wait!" Ashley exclaimed, "Where is it?"

"Right here, isn't it lovely?" Answered one of the bridesmaids, holding up the beautiful tulle and lace lingerie that Ava had bought Ashley as "something new".

"That's my bridal lingerie," Ashley replied in slow confusion, "but where's my dress to wear over it?"

"That's it," Dalena answered.

"But... I can't wear that for everyone to see!"

"Come on little sister," one of the bridesmaids laughed, "we've all seen you wearing less than that."

"And the wedding will just be us on the staff, and a few VIP guests that have expressed an interest, you'll be fine," another bridesmaid added.

"You'll be beautiful," Dalena said soothingly, "Ava's perfect bride, dressed just as she wanted. Come on, try it on and you'll see."

Ashley was still reluctant, but she did really want to see how she looked in the gorgeous "dress", and knowing that it was what Ava wanted was enough in and of itself to make her at least try. Her bridesmaids held the dress and helped her to step into it, pulling it up her body and working it over her curvy hips and breasts, careful not to stretch or rip the delicate fabric. One of the bridesmaids laced the satin ribbon in the back through the eyelets, pulling it tight at the base to cinch the whole torso before tying the excess in an elegant bow that sat just above the top of Ashley's ass. The first glimmer Ashley received of how she looked wasn't from a mirror, but in the eyes of the women surrounding her, beaming with pride and shared joy as they looked up and down her body. She rushed to the full length mirror down the hall and her jaw dropped as she took herself in.

The white and ivory dress contrasted with her tanned skin from a year under the Caribbean sun, hugging her body tightly through her torso before flaring out dramatically in layering ripples of airy tulle below. The embroidered lace ivy and flowers crept all around her body, concentrating around her breasts and her crotch to reduce the transparency of the fabric there. Her breasts had grown so much in the past year, but the lifting effect of her corseted top and the cut of the cups pressing up her chest from beneath made her tits look even larger than Ava's, a jiggling expanse of exposed cleavage that moved invitingly with her every breath. The tightly tied corset also accentuated her narrow waist, while the flaring skirt made the curves of her hips, ass, and thighs even more pronounced. When she walked the front panel and double slits meant that her legs poked through scandalously, and she could tell that even with the white thigh-high stockings her upper legs and garter straps would be exposed if she took a large step. The sweeping dress extended all the way down to gather at the floor, the perfect length once she donned the stripper heels that Ava had left for her to borrow. She looked like a storybook princess and a slutty streetwalker. Innocent and seductive. Virginal and nymphomaniacal. It was perfect. Ashley felt loved that Ava had captured her spirit so well.

"Are you ready for your next size up?" Dalena asked as she came up behind Ashley and traced a hand over her backside.

Ashley tingled at the touch, amazed at how much sensation passed through the light fabric and suddenly remembering that her dress hadn't come with panties. She focused for a moment on the 2-inch diameter plug still inside her. While it had gone in smoothly enough, continuing to wear it and running down the hall clenching to keep the heavy metal from slipping out of her was taking a toll. It was about the size of most of the men on the resort staff that she slept with, but the rigid metal that never gave a millimeter was far different than the warm, firm cocks she was used to.

"I think... I'd rather keep this one in a bit longer, if that's alright?"

"That will be fine little sis, we still have some time to get you there, don't worry, your bridesmaids will see you through."

True to her weird, Dalena marshalled her team. They had Ashley sit in a chair, the motion adding to her steadily growing awareness of the intractable invader in her ass, and each of them took one of her hands or feet, carefully applying a shiny coat of new nail polish, the same cerulean blue as the Caribbean sea and a coordinating match to the sapphire gem that awaited in the dauntingly large plug on the table. While they worked they made idle talk about how excited they were for the wedding and reception, and how excited Ashley should be for her wedding night.

Once they'd finished her nails and let them dry, Dalena told Ashley that her time was up and to stop being a sissy and take the next size plug in her ass. Ashley bent over awkwardly, painfully aware that her tits were threatening to spill out of their cups as Dalena worked to remove the plug, fighting against Ashley's involuntary spasms pulling it back in. Finally her ass surrendered, and the gleaming piece of smooth metal came out with a wet pop. Then came the work of forcing the next plug in. The final trainer was two anda half inches across, girthier than most of her lovers on the resort staff and far more unyielding. Dalena lubed Ashley's gaping hole and tried to press the head of the plug in, drawing cries of painful protest from the bride. Undeterred, the Maid of Honor set the plug to the side and applied even more lube, working it deep inside before aligning the plug once again. It took Dalena and another bridesmaid pushing in tandem to finally pop the thickest portion through Ashley's sphincter, which greedily pulled in the tapered end then struggled to squeeze shut against the wide neck.

Then Ashley was back in the chair, struggling to sit still with the massive plug rearranging her insides, and quivering in the knowledge that the plug Ava had chosen for her was larger yet. But it was hard to be upset while watching as her bridesmaids buzzed around her, perfectly styling her blonde hair into perfectly cascading waves and beautifully applying her makeup. She watched in the mirror as they step by step turned her from her normal, girl-next-door pretty looks into a Hollywood bombshell. Their subtle touches made her bright blue eyes look even larger, her lips were a bright red rose waiting to be plucked, and all around her face shone waves of gold.

"Ash," Dalena said as she carefully inspected her face, "you're so beautiful, who would have thought you'd end up here when you first came to our resort?"

"Hah! Not a soul!" Ashley replied with a laugh, then reflecting for a moment and turning serious she added, "Thanks Dalena. For what you did to me back then. I know I was being a total bitch, but you put me on the road to where I am today, and I couldn't be happier, really."

Dalena bit her lower lip and started to tilt her head and lean in, instinct and the passion if the moment overriding for a split second the fear of what Ava would do to her. Then she remembered herself, pulling back awkwardly with a half chuckle.

"You're welcome, although I didn't know then what you'd become. I just wish we could convince Ava to share you around with the girls too, maybe she'll loosen up after you're married. Now then, time to open your ass up and get big blue in there, let's get to it!"

Although at least an hour had passed in the flurry of makeup and hairstyling, Ashley still didn't feel like she'd had long enough to adapt to her current trainer plug, but Dalena was right, the afternoon was rolling along and she had a wedding to make. She didn't know why Ava had given her the blue jeweled plug, but she was going to try for it at least. Ashley stood and put her hands on the table, bending over and popping her ass up to give Dalena a good angle. She lifted the tulle skirt out of the way and over Ashley's back, then set to work easing the final trainer plug out. It took several minutes, during which the pumping action of the plug or progressively further out then back in drove Ashley wild, feeling as if the stroking motion were her Maid of Honor toying her from behind. Which would be so wrong. She was just helping Ashley out and oh my god right there felt so good don't stop please! By the time Dalena finally forced the plug out, Ashley was a whimpering mess on the edge of cumming, but feeling that doing so would be cheating on Ava. So she held it in, and told her bridesmaids to finish the job and stuff her.

One of them stood on either side of Ashley's head holding her hands for support while Dalena and the fourth bridesmaid hefted the blue-jeweled plug. The weight of it made it difficult to handle as they doused both it and Ashley's hole with lube, but eventually the women got the slippery mass lined up and began to work it in. the first few inches of the plug easily slid into Ashley's gaping backside, but then she hit the widest portion of the egg, a full three-inches in diameter of merciless steel, and her hole burned as it stretched. She did her best to ignore the pain and relax herself, but she couldn't see the plug and it kept going wider and wider even as she felt like surely she must have taken it all by now. Her body was sliding forwards from the force of Dalena and the bridesmaid pushing from behind, and the two bridesmaids at her shoulders whispering encouragements had to brace Ashley's shoulders to anchor her in place. Finally the impossible happened and the colossal egg slid into Ashley. She stood experimentally and was forced to clench her ass hard on the two and a half inch neck to keep the several pounds of metal from succumbing to gravity while also struggling not to spurt as the egg pressed firmly into her special spot. Just when she thought she had it under control, Ashley felt a sudden slippery grinding inside of her as Dalena took the heart-shaped base of the plug and slowly turned it hallway round. Ashley's dicklette twitched wildly up and down under her wedding dress, the sensitive head rubbing against the soft tulle front panel. Sweet orgasm was right there, but she was determined to wait for her wedding night, and using all the practice Ava had given her edging without permission to cum, she fought back and held it in, knowing that she'd have a wicked case of blue balls soon. At least they'd match her jeweled plug!

Moving slowly, Ashley sat as her bridesmaids put on her final finishing touches, the white stockings, her borrowed stripper heels and her mother's old bridal veil. Something old, something new, something borrowed, something (wince) blue. All the necessary bits of good luck charms were in place, and Ashley was ready to finally let Ava see her bride. She stood and nearly fell back down again, the combination of the massive plug in her ass and the unfamiliar six inch heels on her feet nearly toppling her. Her bridesmaids helped her back to her feet and Ashley tried another experimental step. She was forced to bend her knees slightly, subtly popping out her ass and forcing her to arch her back and thrust out her chest to balance. That posture combined with the need to take shorter steps with her feet in a line set her whole body swaying as she walked, emphasizing her assets front and back and seductively swaying them back and forth as they were presented to the world under a thin layer of white tulle and lace. Under her bridal veil Ashley smiled, ready for the moment that Ava would see her walking down the aisle.

Ashley walked to the small chapel on the resort, her bridesmaids fanning out behind her like an honor guard and the eyes of every guest they passed glued to the procession. Unfazed by their admiring gaze, Ashley strutted confidently onwards, partly due to her focus on the prize awaiting her at the altar and partly because with her plug and heels it was the only way she could balance. A few of the more inquisitive guests approached them, and were told by the bridesmaids that while the wedding was invitation only, the reception would be in the grand outdoor dining space that evening and open to all. Looking Ashley up and down, they promised they'd attend.

Finally the reached the double doors at the front of the chapel. Guests had already been seated inside, but a wave of familiar and reassuring faces greeted Ashley. Leandro and Dejuan, the masseurs from the spa were there, and Kemar, the waiter who'd caught Ashley peeping on Ava having sex, and Tafari and Shavell, the burly porters whose hands Ashley knew were rough in all the right ways. They all oohed and awed at Ashley, having the bride twirl in place to give them a better look. Then the music started and it was time for the procession down the aisle to begin. One by one Tafari, Shavell, Dejuan, and Leandro took one of Ashley's bridesmaids through the double doors. Dalena was the last to be taken, giving Ashley a quick peck on the cheek for luck before taking Leandro's offered arm. Then it was just Ashley and Kemar. The music paused, then swelled, building anticipation as the double doors opened and Ashley heard the shuffling of standing feet inside. Kemar offered his arm and led Ashley into her wedding.

With her borrowed stripper heels, Ashley stood 5'8" tall, just a few inches shorter than Kemar. She was grateful for his support, because although she'd managed to modify her walk to accommodate Ava's wedding day gifts, what she saw as they entered the chapel took her breath away. The pews were packed with virtually the entire resort staff, close friends that had been with Ashley through every step of her journey of self-discovery, as well as a handful of VIP guests who'd been invited to the event. Every one of them had their eyes fixed on Ashley, and for a moment she felt ashamed to be standing in front of them all wearing nothing but elaborate bridal lingerie masquerading as a dress. Her large breasts were nearly falling out, the tight corset around her torso emphasized her curves, and dual slits in her dress meant that her stripper heels and white nylon thigh highs were exposed with every step, all the way up to the garter straps running up her bare upper thighs. Not that the tulle and lace lingerie offered much concealment for what it did cover anyway. And she wasn't even wearing panties over her little stiffy that wouldn't go down with the massive plug in her ass, and that she just knew was visible as it lifted the front of her light dress. For a moment she wanted to turn and hobble out of the chapel and run away. But then she saw their faces. All of her friends looking at her with love and affection, cheering her on, there to see her marry the love of her life. And there up on the small dais at the front of the chapel she stood. With her groomsmen lined up behind her, Ashley's bridesmaids opposite, and Ajani between, Ashley saw the open space where she belonged, standing at Ava's side.

Ava was wearing a tightly fitted tux with black pants and jacket cut in a feminine style, a satiny black vest, and no shirt beneath, just her perfect white skin and an impressive display of cleavage as her breasts were squeezed together within the vest. A pair of cute black open-toed heels competed her outfit, adding another feminine flair to her traditionally masculine attire. Her beaming face was a beautiful beacon for Ashley, smiling ear to ear with infectious joy as she looked down the aisle to finally see her bride.

Nudged onwards by Tafari, Ashley began walking down the aisle, so enraptured by the sight of Ava that she didn't notice the tittering laughter as she passed and those in attendance saw the cheeky blue heart through her dress, below the white satin bow lacing up her back. As she walked she was struck suddenly by the humor of the situation, remembering nearly a year ago when Kemar had forcefully carried her into the room where Ava and Ajani were having sex after he'd caught her peeking, ushering her into a new stage in her relationship with her mother. And now he was the one gently guiding her to the altar where Ava and Ajani waited to take her to the ultimate conclusion. She was still smiling to herself when they reached the front of the chapel, and turning to face her Kemar gently lifted the veil and tossed it back over her head, fully revealing her beautiful face to those in attendance for the first time. Ava looked down at her from the dias with pure joy and pride, subconsciously taking her right hand and running it down the inside of her right leg. Ashley followed it, noticing for the first time the bulge running nearly down to Ava's knee, clearly outlined in her tight slacks. It was the biggest dildo Ashley had ever seen in her life.

"Please be seated," Ajani's clear voice rang out as Ashley tried to process the sheer size of the cock Ava had stuffed down her leg. "We are gathered here today to witness the marriage of two who are very dear to all of us here, Ava and Ashley. Who gives away this woman to be married?"

"I do," Kemar answered, "on behalf of every man her who Ashley has called Daddy."

A chuckle passed through the men in attendance as Kemar and Ashley turned to face one another. She embraced him suddenly, grateful after never really knowing her father to have him and so many other men willing to be her daddies, and he hugged her back, letting his hands rest respectfully on her ass, but only giving it a light affectionate squeeze instead of his usual groping. Then he gave her his hand again and helped her step up into the dais, where she had the strange feeling of looking slightly down at her mother for the first time, as her heels were a few inches taller.

"Wonderful. I must say that I'm as surprised as many of you to see our little Ashley wearing a white dress for her wedding when she's the village bicycle of our resort," Ajani said with a wink, "but she couldn't look more lovely in it, and I couldn't be more proud that she's found her place by Ava's side and for the role I, and everyone else at the Pink Lotus, took in helping her to get here. But none of you came here to hear me speak, you came to see a wedding! Ava has written special vows for you both, and will lead with her vows first."

Ava took Ashley's hands in her own, looked deeply into her eyes, and said in a loud, clear voice, "I Ava, take you Ashley, to be my wife, my servant, my lover for all the days of my life. I will lead you from this day forward, for better or worse, richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, for as long as we both shall live. I will always seek my own pleasure first so that you may experience the joy of seeing me fulfilled, and I will always seek to help you find your pleasure in serving me. I will take my place above you, forever grateful that you gave chosen to submit yourself to me."

Ashley was floored by Ava's vows hearing them for the first time. They were so loving and sweet, but also made clear that theirs was not a relationship between equals. But that was the truth of the relationship they'd built over the past year, and it was the relationship that Ashley truly desired in her heart. She knew that she could never satisfy Ava's needs on her own, and she knew that her mother was naturally her superior and that she was happiest when at her feet. It wasn't traditional, but for them it was right.

"And now for Ashley's vows," Ajani called out as he handed her a small note card containing the words she'd never read before by which she was about the pledge herself to her Mistress forever.

Ashley took the card, thought for a moment, then knelt to the ground, using Ava's hands as support as she navigated kneeling in her dress and heels with the plug persistently reminding her of it's presence with her every move. It felt wrong to be taller than Ava as she began her vows with quiet intensity and passion.

"I Ashley, take you Ava to be my husband, my master, my lover for all the days of my life. I will serve you from this day forward, for better or worse, richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, for as long as we both shall live. I will never come between you and the pleasure you so richly deserve, but will happily sacrifice my pleasure for yours so that in all things you will come before me. I will take my place at your feet forever grateful for my role beneath you."

From Ava's beaming smile as she looked down at Ashley, she knew that her decision to kneel had been right, and she continued on her knees, staring lovingly back up to Ava while vaguely aware of the massive dildo outlined in her pants just inches away in her peripheral vision.

"Now that you have exchanged your vows, you will exchange rings as enduring proof of your devotion," Ajani said as he waved to Leandro to hand him the rings. He held up the first, a small wide band of intricate designs make of a polished silvery metal. "This is Ashley's ring for Ava. The steel symbolizes the strength with which Ava will lead them, and it's place on her foot instead of her hand represents her proper place over Ashley and leaves her hand free so that no lover she desires will hesitate at the thought of another laying claim to her."

Ajani handed the ring down to Ashley as Ava slipped off her left heel and extended her foot. Ashley took it reverently in her hand and carefully slid the ring onto Ava's fourth toe, then seized by the moment she leaned forward to kiss it, drawing cheers and applause from the whole chapel.

Ava helped Ashley up to her feet as Ajani held forth the second ring, this one much larger and with diamonds embedded all around the band.

"Ava's ring for Ashley is beautiful, just as she is, symbolizing her role to make Ava's life more beautiful with her presence. It will go around her most private parts, to represent Ava's proper control over all of Ashley's pleasure and to serve as a basering should Ava ever decide again to lock away what is hers by right."

Ashley's eyes flared wide as she processed what Ajani was saying, but she was powerless to resist as Ava took the ring in one hand and swept aside the front of Ashley's dress with the other, revealing her stiff dicklette and little dangling sack to the entire chapel. A few shocked gasps came from the VIPs who were unaware of Ashley's nature, but they watched anyway as Ava carefully slid first one, then the other of Ashley's balls through the ring, then slid it up her sack as far as she could. The touch of Ava's hands on her most sensitive parts after nearly a full day of abstinence and plugging brought Ashley rapidly to the edge once more, but Ava looked her in the eyes and shook her head, forcefully bending her penis and making her erection subside without satisfaction. Then Ava worked the head of Ashley's temporarily softened penis through the ring, pulling the rest quickly after it until the ring rested snugly against her pelvis. As Ava replaced the front panel of Ashley's dress to a loud cheer, she could already feel herself stiffening again as the ring encouraged her blood flow to stay.

"With the exchanging of vows and of rings, it is my pleasure by the power vested in me as a spiritual leader of the Pink Lotus Resort to pronounce you husband and wife, you may now kiss your bride."

Ashley wasn't sure how that would work with her being uncharacteristically taller than Ava, but Ava lunged hungrily for her and spun Ashley in her arms, dipping her low over her right leg and kissing her passionately. For a moment Ashley panicked at the sudden movement, but then she surrendered into Ava's arms, kissing her back and wrapping both arms around her neck as she kissed the woman that was now her husband, the wonderful mother who had made her son into her bride.

The gathered attendees dispersed to the reception while Ava and Ashley signed the marriage license that made everything official. Their names had already been filled in for them, Ava's on the line that read "Husband" and Ashley's on the line that read "Wife". Ashley was concerned that it might cause issues when filling the license, but Ajani assured her that all the bureaucrats would care about was there being a man and a woman on the paper, and obviously that was the order their names should go in. So Ashley signed, then took the hand of the woman that was now her legal husband and let herself be led to their reception.

The happy couple entered the reception to wild applause, kicking off a wonderful evening of celebration. The open air dining area was set up for a feast, with all the guests and staff participating. While many of the guests looked oddly at the strange attire of the newlyweds, they were too enthralled with one another to care. They shared a romantic first dance, twirling around the open space in the center of the room in wide steps, then pulling one another close. Ashley could feel the bulge in Ava's pants against her leg, and for the first time she was glad for the massive plug stretching out her sore ass as she imagined what it was going to be like taking her husband's huge cock on their wedding night. After their first dance others cut in, wanting their turn with the guests of honor. A mix of men and women took their turns dancing with Ava, but only men danced with Ashley, knowing how jealously Ava kept her from other women. Ashley bore it all with grace, smiling and thanking her dance partners for coming even as they ogled her chest and took liberties with her ass while they danced, but in truth as lovely as the reception was, she was ready to be alone with with woman she loved. They ate what they could between dances and thank yous to the countless well-wishers, fed each other first bites of their wedding cake, toasted with champagne over and again, and finally were able to walk down the gauntlet to the Honeymoon Suite where their adventure had all begun. Ava hadn't been able to book it for a whole month like last time, but it was theirs for the night to celebrate. The pair walked down the familiar sandy path through the jungle trees holding hands as Ashley rested her head on Ava's shoulder, unable to believe how far they'd come. Together.

The married couple stepped into the room and stood in silence for a moment, remembering when they'd last been here. Then Ashley giggled. Then they both giggled. Then they laughed and laughed together for a moment until Ava pulled Ashley in close and kissed her again. With nobody watching, finally alone at last, any shred of reservations they'd held were gone as they each tried to devour the other with their hungry kisses, mouths open and lips dancing against one another, while their hands greedily explored one another's bodies. It had been wrong for them to be together for so long, at least in the eyes of most of society, but now they were husband and wife, and there were none who could deny that they should lust for each other and sate that burning desire with each other's bodies.

Ashley dropped to her knees and started unbuckling Ava's belt and unzipping her pants while Ava pulled off her jacket and threw it to the side. Ashley frantically fished out the massive dildo strapped onto Ava that she had somehow managed to force down her pants, the black rubber springing up to meet her face as she finally managed to free it. It was easily the size of her forearm, twelve inches long and three inches across at the widest point of the flared head. Ashley tried to force it into her mouth, but couldn't even come close, and was forced instead to worshipfully lick her tongue up and down the length of it while using her free hand to finger Ava's pussy in the way she knew her mother, no, her husband liked when she gave a blowjob. Ava moaned in pleasure as she looked down at the perfect bride she'd created, eagerly sucking her off while kneeling at her feet. After trying and failing once more to fit the saliva slicked head into her mouth, Ashley sat back on her heels, looking up at Ava and idly stroking her hands up and down her rubber cock as she asked the question that was burning in her mind.

"Ava, why did you wear such a big strapon tonight?"

"Because I have big dick energy," Ava said with a laugh, defusing the tension before adopting a more serious tone. "It's actually kind of silly, but I just wanted our wedding night to be something special. I know how many big black cocks you've taken sweetie, I've had most of the same ones myself, but I just thought that if tonight was with the biggest dick you'd ever taken then... it would be virginal ground, even if your sweet little ass is anything but. That's why I got you that big plug for today, I wanted to make sure that you were ready to take my big cock for our wedding night."

Ashley got tears in her eyes as Ava explained, and before she'd even finished speaking Ashley was leaning forwards again, attacking the massive black dildo that was the symbol of her husband's sweet love for her with new dedication. Finally Ava pushed Ashley's head back and helped her to her feet, quietly telling her that it was time. Ava had discarded her vest now, and was wearing nothing but her strapon harness and her black heels as she pulled Ashley in close and began to make out with her again, sliding her hands around her bride's hips, through the dual slits in her dress, to grab her by the ass. While they kissed Ava took hold of the heart-shaped base of Ashley's plug, not trying to pull it out at first, instead lightly twisting it and pressing it in, working it against Ashley's sensitive insides instead of immediately trying to pull it out. Ashley groaned in need as Ava continued to reach around and ever so slowly work the plug inside her around, taking her time as she coaxed her bride's body to relax and open for her. She wanted Ava to move more quickly, having gone from fear of her giant strapon to intense desire for it now that she knew what it represented. Ashley pressed herself into Ava harder desperately craning her neck to kiss her as their busts pressed together and held them apart. She could feel her ass opening and loosening as the plug worked the lube trapped inside of her around, and she began to press it out, forcing the wide egg through herself with only the slightest help from Ava guiding it out. Ava dropped the heavy piece of metal to the floor, kissed her bride one final time, then turned her around and bent her over the bed they'd first made love in, lifting her dress to reveal her gaping ass begging to be filled.

Even as horny and wet as Ashley was it took some effort to get the head of Ava's strapon into her, but separated by so great a distance by the dick between them Ashley begged her to hurry up and force it in, moaning wantonly as the head finally popped into her ass and Ava thrust the first few inches of the shaft into her before backing out for another thrust. Ava had only made it through half a dozen slow thrusts, working herself halfway in with a full six inches of thick rubber waiting to be inserted when they were interrupted by a knock at the door.

"Come in," Ava called cheerfully, shocking Ashley even further. Who would interrupt their wedding night, and why would Ava invite them in now, of all times. Ajani stepped into the room, still wearing his suit from officiating their wedding.

"Hey girls, I hope I'm not late," he said as he began removing his jacket.

"Not at all," Ava answered as she finished another thrust, pushing another inch into Ashley. "We were just getting started here, come over."

Ajani started unbuttoning his shirt as he approached, then rested one hand on Ashley's ass as he leaned in to kiss Ava while she continued fucking her confused bride. Ashley felt herself tightening up. She loved Ajani, he was kind and strong, and one of her favorite men both to fuck and to watch fuck Ava due to his natural grace. But this was her wedding night, the moment for her to give herself over fully to her husband. Why was he here? And why didn't Ava kick him out? Instead she kept kissing him as he kept one hand on Ashley's ass and explored Ava's body with the other.

"Is something wrong sweetie?" Ava asked as she pulled her lips away from Ajani's for a moment. "Your ass is tightening up on my cock, don't you want to take it all for me?"

"Yes! I do," Ashley replied, trying and failing to find the zen state she'd been in before, "It's just... does he have to be here?"

"Ashley!!!" Ava scolded, "I'm disappointed in you! Ajani was the first man to give you his cock, he married us for goodness sake, why shouldn't he be here?"

"I just thought," Ashley grunted as Ava started fucking her more forcefully, "that it would just be the two of us, just for our wedding night."

"Just the two of us? You selfish little girl, you'd take your pleasure from my cock and deny me having a little fun of my own? It's my wedding night too Ashley, and I deserve to get fucked as well, you swore that you'd never stop me. You know what? You're not allowed to cum until after I do, so you'd best start apologizing to Ajani and begging him to make me cum."

Ava kept pounding Ashley, and she was feel enough in now that the last few inches were just a matter of time, whether Ashley loosened up or not. Turning her head back to the side Ashley could see that the two of them were continuing to make out, and that Ava had pulled Ajani's cock out of his pants and was stroking him right over her ass. She'd wanted so badly for tonight to be just her and Ava, but she was also so pent up from the day and needed to cum badly. There was only so much of Ava's pounding she could take before nature took it's course and she spurted, permission or no. There was only one way forward.

"Ajani, please fuck Ava," Ashley said quietly.

"What was that sweetie," Ava answered between kisses, "I'm afraid we didn't hear you."

"Ajani, please fuck Ava!" Ashley yelled.

"That's better, but after your earlier rudeness I think you'll really need to beg him," Ava said as she delivered a particularly vicious series of thrusts.

"Ajani please, dear god, fuck Ava and make her cum," Ashley cried out desperately. "I need you to give her your big black cock and make her cum because I can't. I can't. Please, just fuck her."

"Well, I suppose I could use a good pounding," Ava said wryly. "Ajani, would you be a dear and help Ashley out by fucking me with that beautiful dick of yours?"

"It would be my pleasure," he said with a grin as he gave Ashley's ass a slap and walked around behind Ava.

Ashley could feel Ajani penetrate Ava, not directly, but from the transmission of his thrust through her and into Ashley's ass. Ava was clearly hot, wet, and ready, because within a few strokes Ajani was laying deep strokes down in her pussy as he bent her over Ashley's back. His perfectly rhythmic thrusts added to Ashley's enjoyment of Ava's ongoing pounding, as they synced their motions to drive the strapon deeper within. Ashley was finally able to let go and loosen again, accepting that even on her wedding night she had no right to stand between Ava and her lovers, and beyond that she was grateful to him for giving her what she couldn't. With a shuddering thud Ashley finally felt Ava's hips and thighs press into her backside as Ajani drove into her from behind, driving her mammoth strapon home. The three paused there for a moment, feeling the completeness as Ava was sandwiched between her lover and her bride, then Ajani started to pump in and out once more. Ava remained fully inserted into Ashley, but her strapon was still pressing against all her most sensitive spots, and with each of Ajani's thrusts Ashley felt the force transmit deep inside of her. She had to cum. She could feel it building inside her, and knew she couldn't hold out much longer. Then mercifully she heard Ava's breaths growing sharper and could feel the same need building inside her as Ava's nails dug into her back and ass, gripping her for dear life as Ajani's cock took her to a place of transcendence.

"Oh god, that's it," Ava cried out in ecstacy, "I'm cumming, I'm cumming, cum with me Ashley!"

And in that perfect moment all three came together, Ajani's powerful seed filling Ava as Ashley's juices squirted and dribbled down her legs. Ashley luxuriated in the sweetness of it all, knowing that Ava was satisfied and that she'd finally managed to reach climax as well, feeling the huge invader she'd managed to take deep within her, resting there with heavy weight as it continued to press against her insides. Then there was another knock at the door, and Ava brushed back the hair from her face, turned, and called out "Come on in boys!"

Ashley watched as Kemar and the other groomsmen Leandro, Dejuan, Tafari, and Shavell came stumbling through the door to the honeymoon suite, eager for their turn with Ava. A couple of them tried to make a play for fucking Ashley as a warm-up while they waiting, but Ava insisted that tonight she be the only one to fuck her little girl. She did, however, concede to allow Ashley to fluff for her, sucking and stroking their cocks to keep them hard while they awaited they turn. It should have been humiliating, but instead it felt right, because just as she was continuing to climax over and again from Ava's strapon, she was also helping keep cocks ready to give Ava orgasms. It was a perfectly balanced circle, and Ashley was proud of her role in it. Plus big black dicks were fun to play with.

Hours later the men had all left after running a train on Ava, and it was just the newlyweds, alone at last, cuddling together in bed. Ashley had stripped out of her bridal lingerie "wedding dress", and Ava had finally shed her mammoth strapon after what felt like hours of pegging her bride. Nothing separated the two now, as they faced one another laying on their sides, skin on skin, whispering sweet nothings to one another. Ava gently caressed Ashley's still-gaping ass, telling her how proud she was of her for taking her big cock, helping soothe away the residual pain. Ashley nuzzled her face into the space between Ava's head and her chest, thanking her for a night beyond her wildest dreams. It hadn't been the wedding night she'd imagined, but it had been the perfect microcosm of their relationship. After all the men that Ava chose as lovers had fucked her and gone, Ashley was the one held tightly in her arms, a treasure beyond measure.

Ashley was just starting to drift off to sleep when she felt an unfamiliar sensation. Ava had moved her hand that had been caressing her ass around to the front, pinching Ashley's dicklette between her fingers and stroking it. Spent as she was from having orgasm after orgasm fucked out of her by Ava's strapon, the new wedding band around her cock and balls helped her to quickly get hard and stay hard. Within a few minutes she was painfully hard, the ring digging into her tender flesh. But her focus wasn't on that, it was on what Ava was doing with the tip of her hard little cock. She was rubbing it against her clit, and trying to pull it further, squeezing herself closer to Ashley to make it reach where she wanted it to go.

"Mom... what are you doing?" Ashley asked hesitantly.

"What we should have done ages ago," Ava answered, her voice dripping with need.

"But you must be so sore from all those men," Ashley protested, "you don't have to..."

Ava silenced her with a kiss, then pulled back and whispered, "I want to. I want to be with you, fully, to connect as one my love. Besides, you're small enough that it won't hurt, even after the night I've had."

Ashley moaned as she started to play with her breasts, squeezing them and pinching her nipples as Ava rubbed her head against her still-wet pussy, lubed by six men's worth of cum that Ava had been too tired to have Ashley clean out. Her breath started to come faster as the excitement took hold of her, then Ava stopped, putting her hands on Ashley's hips and lifting her up and over as she rolled onto her back and spread her legs wide.

"Now fuck me, as hard as you can sweetie. But no cumming until Mommy gives you permission."

Ashley still had flashbacks to the one and only time she'd tried to fuck Ava's pussy. It had been after their makeup date when she finally committed to being a girl and the last piece of her relationship with her dominant, amazing mother had fallen into place. She'd tried to fuck her doggy style, but her dicklette hadn't even made it to Ava's pussy, and she'd cum between Ava's cheeks. Since then she'd never even gotten the nerve to try again and Ava had never offered, contenting themselves with oral for Ava and pegging for Ashley. But now Ava was practically begging her for it, pulling her in. She wrapped her legs around Ashley's back and put a hand behind her neck, pulling her in to kiss as she used her legs to force Ashley inwards. Then in one glorious moment Ashley felt herself slide in to the wet folds of the woman she'd dedicated her life to.

Ava wrapped her arms around Ashley just as she had her legs, using them to pull her in a close as she could before releasing slightly to let her pull back for another short thrust. It was intimate and close, as they alternated between kissing one another's lips and nuzzling, kissing, and biting paths along each other's necks. With every thrust Ashley's heavy hanging breasts swung over Ava's flattened pair, their erect nipples brushing against each other. In spite of Ava's best efforts, Ashley was only able to get about half of her three inches into her, so while missionary position was sweet and intimate, the actual penetration was lacking. Even that was a challenge for Ashley though, as fucking a woman for the first time had her nearly ready to spurt already.

With Ashley's rhythm set Ava slid one hand down from behind her and worked the arm down between them, energetically working her clit in tight hard circles to add stimulation for herself. But after several minutes it became clear that it wasn't working for her. "This is wrong," she growled, "I need to be the one on top."

Without waiting for a reply Ava sat up, popping Ashley's cock out of it's shallow home. Ava popped up to her knees as Ashley reflexively wrapped her legs around her, letting herself be lifted and carried as Ava pivoted and gently laid Ashley down on her back. With their positions reversed, Ava straddled Ashley, lining her raised, dripping pussy up with her bride's sweet little cock, then dropped herself down in one fluid motion, taking all of it within her. Pressing her hips down as hard as she could manage, Ava ground and slid front to back, trying to get as much motion as she could without letting Ashley slip out. To make sure her daughter remained right where she needed her, Ava pressed her hands firmly down on Ashley's breasts, pinning her to the bed. Ashley responded by moving her own hands, the only part of her body remaining under her control, gripping Ava's hips and holding on for dear life as she rode her with rolling hips in cowgirl position. As Ava ground into her pelvis, Ashley became aware of the growing puddle of wetness building atop her, until Ava took one hand back while still using the other to pin Ashley down by her breast and scooped her fingers through the gooey puddle. Then she brought her cupped have to Ashley's face, pouring the blended cum of her earlier lovers into her mouth before giving her her fingers to lick. Twice more Ava repeated the process, as all the cum inside her worked it's way out in her frantic grinding. She desperately wanted to climax, to consummate their marriage with the deepest of connections, but even with the soft sensations of Ashley's dicklette fully inside her, something still didn't feel right.

Ashley fought off a near ruined orgasm as Ava lifted herself off without warning. After riding the edge for so long the sudden loss of the all-encompassing sensation of Ava's wild grinding almost pushed her over the edge, but she just managed to hold back as Ava dismounted and lifted Ashley's legs, spreading them wide as if she was going to penetrate her, even though Ava's strapon still lay discarded to the side of their bed. But then Ava used her hand to bend Ashley's twitching cock forwards, carefully lining it up as she mounted her in Amazon position. Ashley's legs were held up and out in Ava's iron grip, forcing her back to curl and driving her shoulders into the bed, as Ava forced her into the position that gave her the best possible angle to fuck her cock. There was now no question in who was the dominant partner as they had sex, with Ava driving Ashley deeper into the bed with each thrust of her hips, as if willing with sheer animal intensity for her daughter's cock to fuck her more deeply. But over and over again Ashley's stiff little clitty popped out, driving Ava mad with frustration.

But then she realized. She'd been trying to fuck Ashley as if she had a cock, when in truth what she had was a bigger than normal clitty. Her daughter was a woman, a lesbian, and they'd been going about this all wrong.

Ava stopped thrusting and sat on the bed right in front of Ashley, allowing one of her bride's legs down, then threading her own leg over it, while on the other side she kept her leg beneath and let Ashley's leg come down until it rested on top. Then looking deep into each other's eyes, the two women moved together until Ashley's clitty plunged one final time into Ava's pussy. It took the two lovers a few experimental motions to find their rhythm, then anchoring themselves by holding onto each other's knees and ankles, they began to rub against each other as they scissored. Slow initial motions as they got used to the position blossomed into more rapid ones, which then exploded into frantically fucking one another, grinding as hard as they could and rubbing as fast as they could. Ashley's small sack was trapped between them, and there was plenty of room in Ava's pussy with just Ashley's clitty inside, so soon her balls were inside as well, adding to the staggering sensations for both. Ashley was delirious with pleasure, knowing she couldn't cum and ruin this moment, but the most excited she'd ever been to finally be fucking Ava in a way that felt so right. She felt Ava's nails dig into her legs as she drew close, trying to ignore the pressure in her balls just begging to be released as they joined her clitty in fucking her mother's perfect pussy. Then finally, she heard Ava cry out, "Oh god Ashley, that's it, you're doing it, you're going to make me... cum in me, NOW!"

Fireworks erupted. The world shifted on it's axis. Time came screeching to a halt. As in that perfect moment Ashley released all that she was into Ava, and Ava finally scaled the greatest heights of pleasure, not with a giant black cock that drove her body wild, but with her precious little girl that she had made her bride. Aftershocks rumbled. Flashes of lightning continued as thunder rumbled. But gradually the pair came down together from the heights of ecstacy, to exhausted to do anything but hold on to one another.

And so in a sacred moment to profound for words, Ava and Ashley embraced, their bodies covered in a sheen of sweat as they buried their heads into each other's shoulders, taking deep shuddering breaths together. They were connected as one, mother and daughter, husband and wife, fellow sisters of big black cock, and above all else lovers completely satisfied in each other's arms. It had been a long, wild journey from their first stay in the Pink Lotus Resort Honeymoon Suite a year prior, but now as they nestled into each other's arms and entered from the land of waking to sleeping dreams, Ava and Ashley's true honeymoon began at last.

~~~~~ Author's Postscript ~~~~~

Thank you for journeying with me through over 85,000 words of Ava and Ashley's evolving relationship and all the depraved sex and even more depraved emotional intimacy along the way.

This story was in some ways closely related to other series I've written in which a loving mother navigates her unique relationship with her sissy daughter and her black lovers (Sissy for Mommy's Nipple Cream) or a twist of fate puts a mother and emerging sissy are thrust into an odd situation leading to a new relationship (Rooming with my Slutty Mom), but it was also an experiment in something new with a much longer form of storytelling with a very slow burn as the central relationship was given space to evolve naturally. The main characters didn't even have traditional sex until the final scene!

Thank you for your favorites and comments along the way, they really inspire me to keep writing. Now that the series is done, I'd love to hear any overall comments you have on what worked well and what didn't. Also, as I mentioned in the first chapter, I'd love to hear any ideas you have for stories you'd like to see written. As you should know by now, I enjoy taboo themes (especially on the mother/son axis), femdom (especially of the loving variety, I end up burning out on hard femdom, see my Daphne's Bitch series), feminization (usually gradual and natural, not magical), and cuckolding (especially Blacked style). An idea doesn't have to hit all of those themes, but something in that general space is most likely to catch my interest.