Our families filled the long, brown benches, crying and/or smiling at me. Behind me was the large stained-glass window, bordered by the church's brown walls. The bald, tan-skinned minister stood behind his wooden podium, also grinning when I glanced at him. I stood next to him, clad in my white dress. There I was, ready to marry the woman I love.

My gown wasn't so special; just casual. The skirt reached down to the floor, so I had to lift it a bit when I walked. The sleeves were long and the round collar covered the base of my neck. A white headpiece topped everything off.

Shiny, brown hair rested on my shoulders and surrounded my oval-shaped head. Small, dark brown eyes are below my forehead, and on either side of my triangular nose. I'm an average-sized young woman. Not to big, not too small.

'Here Comes the Bride' soon played on the organ. I, along with almost everyone else, gazed at the entrance.

Arm-in-arm, the bride appeared with an older man. The man was an average size, and had short, gray hair. He wore a black tuxedo with a white shirt. The bride, who was the same height, had the exact same dress I had, with a slightly shorter skirt. Her face was covered by a white veil. In both hands, she carried a bouquet.

The man went to sit down in the front row. Using both hands, I peeled the veil off her face. Her green eyes twinkled and her red lips curved into a wide grin. I smiled back at her and we turned to the minister.

The bald man cleared his throat and opened his book. "Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to join together these two women in holy matrimony. If there is anyone who knows why they may not be joined together, please speak now, or forever hold your peace." Silence. "Do you, Natalie Williams, take Melanie Miller to be your lawfully wedded wife?"

I tilted my head and looked longingly at my girlfriend. "I do."

She beamed at me and looked as if ready to cry.

"And do you, Melanie Miller, take Natalie Williams to be your lawfully wedded wife?"

"I do."

"The ring, please."

I was already holding the ring in my hand. It was a gold ring with a small, clear diamond in it. My mother gave it to me. Holding my lady's hand, I slipped it on her. She lifted her hand to get a closer look.

"It's beautiful," she told me.

"By the power vested in me, I now pronounce Natalie Williams and Melanie Miller wife and wife. You may now kiss the bride."

Gently, I held both sides of her lower face. Leaning forward, I pressed my lips to hers. It was a long kiss, but involved no tongues. Beside us, I could hear cheering and applauding. I pulled back and smiled at our audience.

Turning around, Melanie tossed her bouquet high into the air behind her. Louder cheers rang through the room. The flowers hit the raised hands of her mother and father and fell to the floor. Melanie and I walked down the aisle. Our applauding relatives stood as we passed them, then followed us as we left the church.

My black BMW was parked in front of the building with no other cars in its front or back. The space on the opposite side of the street was full from our guests' vehicles. 'JUST MARRIED' was painted in a different color for every letter on a large, white sign on the trunk. After stopping for photos and congratulations, we scrambled down the path and into the car. I let my roof down and we waved goodbye to our families and sped away.

Melanie and I have been dating for three years. She's been better to me than any man ever was and ever could be. Eventually, I concluded that I had to have her. This inspired me to protest Proposition 8, and have her join me in the fight. Finally, after months of hard work, the ban was lifted and I proposed to her.

"I can't believe we did it!" Melanie said.

"Me, neither, but we did it," I told her. "Now you're my wife."

"And you're my wife." The ride became silent, save for a few bumps in the road. "So where are we going for our honeymoon?"

I grinned. "That's for me to know and you to find out soon. For now, let's go get a room and... celebrate."

Dimming her eyes, she smirked. "Is that all you ever think about?"

"No. I think about you... at least half as much."

She made a mock pout.

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The hotel lobby was huge. The white walls and floor were marble. A thin, red carpet led from revolving door to the desk. The flattop manager stood behind the desk, wearing a black suit and a red tie. A bushy mustache was below his wide nose, and he had hazel eyes.

"Hi," I said. "We'd like a room for the night. One bed." I turned to Melanie and noticed her blush.

"Certainly, ma'am," he said. He turned to the wall and retrieved a key. "You can have room number 3." He handed it to me and looked to his right. "Richard."

Richard wore a maroon bellboy outfit. Black hair was visible beside his hat. "Yes, sir?"

"Take their bags to room 14."

Melanie and I had a suitcase each. He picked them up with no problem, and walked away. Holding Melanie's hand, I followed the bellhop to our room.

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A painting of dark mountains hung on the white wall, beside the door. The large window on the left side of the room was blocked by orange curtains. A brown dresser was in a corner, topped by a black TV. A ceiling light was above the brown-sheeted bed with the matching pillow cases. The floor was carpeted in a fuzzy beige.

"Here we are," the bellhop said, putting the bags beside the bed. He then advanced to the door, "Congratulations on your wedding." He left, and I was alone with my bride.

I turned around and gave her a kiss on the right cheek. She back away and took her dress off, gently placing it on top of her black suitcase. She was now standing in her red bra and red panties. Her bra looked as if it could barely hold them. I decided to take my clothes off, too.

I asked her to help me take them off. She did, and put my dress on my brown suitcase. Now, I was in just my black bra and black panties.

I told her to turn around. When she did, I unclasped her bra and let it fall on the floor. Her nipples were hard and were poking out. Her breasts were round. I turned around to let her take my bra off. When mine fell on the floor, I turned to her and let her see my much smaller tits.

Melanie traced her index finger around both of my nipples and then down to my stomach, where she circled my belly button and stopped at my panty line. She put that finger and then her middle finger inside and walked around me twice, looking into my eyes and licking her lips. I could feel my cunt start to soak my panties. When she got behind me, she replaced her index finger with her thumb and put it and her middle finger by my right hip and their counterparts by my left hip. She slowly pulled my panties down to my ankles and I stepped out of them. A patch of hair was on my cunt.

I turned to her and put the palm of my hand in between her legs and rubbed her hairy pussy, causing her to put her head back and close her eyes. When I could feel her panties get wet, I stopped rubbing her. Next, I stuck my thumb, middle and ring fingers on both hands in and pulled the panties down to her ankles. She laid down on the bed and lifted her legs up so I could pull them off.

Melanie put her head on a pillow and I climbed into bed with her. She spread her legs and I laid on top of her with my hands on either side of her head; sort of like a push up formation. She wrapped her legs around me and I pressed my lips to hers. I felt her open her mouth, so I stuck my tongue in. Our tongues tangled as we licked each other's lips, teeth, gums, and of course, tongues.

When I felt her unwrap her legs, I broke the kiss and -- after she gave me one last kiss -- I moved down to her tits. I used my hands to softly caress them before gently pinching them. She moaned softly and I put one tit into my mouth, letting my tongue circle the nipple. I slowly let it out of my mouth and went to the other tit. Melanie's hands went into my brown hair and started playing with it.

I felt her hands gently push me lower until my mouth was by her wet pussy. As soon as my hot tongue touched her, I heard her gasp. My pink organ scrambled all over her walls tasting her sweetness. I put her left labia into my mouth and sucked it. Gently, my teeth clamped down on it.

"Oh..."

My tongue lashed up and down the inside of her vaginal lip. Her tasty juices poured into my mouth all the while. I began to suck the other lip like a penis. *Slurp* Slluuurpp* Slluuurrrrrp*

"Oh, Natalie! Suck it! I'm gonna cum! I'm cummiiiiiiiiiing...!"

Clear liquid splashed violently into my face. Sputtering, I quickly pulled back just as another gusher sprayed out of my bride's pussy like a lawn sprinkler and drenched my chest. Melanie's hand went down to her cunt and twirled her clit so hard, I feared it would rip off. Her hips bucked wildly on the bed, squirting jagged torrents of warm cum on the sheets.

When it was over, Melanie lifted her head and gasped, before crashing back down. I crawled over her and kissed her lips. She was twitching abnormally from the orgasm. Her eyes were wide and her legs wouldn't stay still. I licked the tears off her face. Then I kissed her until she calmed down and started kissing me back.

Rolling over, I let her get on top. I fondled her ass while she kissed all over my face. The way we were positioned had her pussy rubbing against mine. She started grinding her body up and down mine, which made our clits rub against each other. Her nipples slid along my chest. Our moans filled the room and I wondered if anyone could hear us outside.

I wrapped my legs around her as our cunts touched. I grabbed her head with both hands and pulled it down to mine for a French kiss. Both of us were feeling a lot of lust as we kissed passionately. The center of my legs began to tingle and I moaned into her mouth. I felt at least one drop of cunt juice flow onto her pussy.

She responded by thrusting her pelvis into mine even harder. It was then I felt something hard pressing into my pussy. It wasn't long before I realized that her clit was in the game now, bumping against my cunt. Melanie was actually fucking me with her clit! I must have sucked her tongue as far as it would go into my mouth.

My bride's clit rimmed my hole, even hitting my own clit. The fingers of my left hand ran through her hair. I rubbed my heels up and down her butt.

"Melanie! Oh, God! I'm...!"

Before I could finish, Melanie's lips latched onto mine. I bucked my hips, lifting us both. Cunt juice sprayed her clit, making her break the kiss to howl excitedly. I shrieked with her as I squirted on her pussy, my pussy, and the bed sheets. She then laid by my side and played with my tits with her right hand.

"Cum, Natalie, cum for your bride!" Her left hand went between her legs and rubbed my juice into her cunt.

"Nnngghhh!" I shuddered as my orgasm died down. Exhausted, I rolled over to face her. She continued to mess with my tits. Pinching them and pulling them. We laid there for a while, panting in each other's faces.

A long time later, she exhaustedly sat up and crawled upside-down. Her lower body soon came several inches in front of my face. I twitched as I felt her tongue run up my right cunt lip.

We were in a sideway 69 position, so I decided to return a favor. I moved closer to her cunt and stuck my tongue into her hole. I licked up and down, but didn't touch her clit. I licked faster, getting closer and closer to her clit. When I slid my tongue along her clit, she let out a long moan. I could feel her breath on my cunt when she did. I moved my pussy closer to her mouth and she went in. I felt her part my lips with her fingers while her tongue circled my little hole.

"Mmm", I moaned, "that feels so good."

I held on to her waist and turned us over so that I was lying on my back. Her head was now in between my legs and her hands were on my shins. She tongued my clit and put her lips on it. The feeling of her sucking my sensitive clit was making me increase my efforts to make her cum.

Melanie's butt was hovering over my head. I had a good view of her puckered hole at this angle. I sucked on my right index finger and stuck it deep in her hole. She whimpered and lowered her head and chest; I felt her nipples on my stomach. I pulled my finger out and pushed it back in, starting an in and out cycle.

Next, I took the index finger of my other hand and inserted it into her pussy. When I felt how wet she was, I pulled it out and stuck it into my mouth, tasting her sweet juice. Just as I was sticking my finger back in, she picked her head up and gave my pussy a slow, long lick. I moaned aloud and she scooped up some of my juices with the tip of her finger. Melanie opened her mouth and placed her wet finger inside, before closing her lips and pulling her finger out. After swallowing my cunt juice, she stuck her finger into my hole and at the same time, put her tongue back in.

"Ooohh!" I buckled my hips, but she kept her tongue inside.

I stuck both of my fingers as far into her holes as possible. At the same time, I repeatedly pushed them in and pulled them out. She began to hump back at them.

"Lick it! Lick me, Natalie! Put your tongue back in while your fingers are in me!"

Well, I did promise to obey her whims during the wedding. Lifting my head, I ran my tongue over her clit. Meanwhile, my fingers pumped her butt and pussy for all she was worth. She shuddered and I felt a big puff of air hit my pussy. I then felt her mouth seal back on my clit. That did it for me.

"Ahh... ahhhh... aaaaeeeeeee...!" I squeezed Melanie's butt and brought it downward. Just in time, I gushed another load into her face. I twitched all over the bed with her on top of me. Her pussy served to muffle my screams as I ate her frantically.

A shower of female cum literally splattered all over my face. In my mouth, on my cheeks, and almost into my eyes. It was like being sprayed with a hose of warm water! Through the droplets that nearly sealed my eyes closed, I could see Melanie's butt cheeks jiggling as she shook madly. She rolled off me and to my side.

I stopped cumming and laid on the bed, arms and legs spread out. Of course, I wiped the cum out of my eyes and licked it off the back of my hand. When I was starting to breathe normally, Melanie laid her head on my chest. Both of us were covered in sweat.

"Wow", she panted. "If that's the celebration, I can't wait for the honeymoon."

We laughed and kissed some more, licking our own cum off each other's faces.

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