Date: Sat, 1 Mar 2003 20:26:43 +0000 (GMT) From: Real Org Subject: The Wedding - Part 1 Standard Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and is intended for Adults Only, so if you're not, go away! Please feel free to distribute this story freely as long as its content is not changed, including this header. There is nothing better than recieving feedback from readers, so if this stoy gets you going please drop me a line and let me know. See email address at the bottom. Enjoy! My name is Tamzin, I'm a 32 year old, highly successful career woman. Looking back it's a little sad really, because I have done very little with my life except pursue my career. Now I am at the peak of my profession, rich enough not to have to worry about money for the rest of my life, but also very lonely. I have never had a long term romantic relationship with any one. Of course I experimented at University, several semi drunken evenings I found myself in bed with both sexes. Since then however, my only sexual relationship has been with my own hands. That's not for want of offers of course, I am well aware that I am an attractive woman, 5' 9", slim, long straight blond hair, green eyes, well proportioned pert breasts and ass. I make an effort with my appearance so that I look good in my business suit, and it has served me well in furthering my career. I had received the invitation to my cousin Jane's wedding a few months ago. At first I was just going to make some excuse about not being able to get the time off, but then I decide if I was going to get myself out of this lonely rut I had dug in my life, I needed to get out and socialise and this seemed like an ideal starting point. My alarm went off at 6:00am as usual on Friday morning, but I wasn't in any rush, it was Jane's wedding tomorrow and I had to drive up to her house in the Yorkshire Dales as I would be saying there for the weekend. As I lay there luxuriating under my silk duvet, I took the opportunity to relieve the tingle of sexual tension dancing around my loins. I didn't want the distraction of being horny this weekend, and regular masturbation was the only cure at my disposal at the moment. With my eyes closed, my left hand alternately massaging both breasts, and my right handing rubbing circles over my clit, it wasn't long before my fingers were sticky with juices. 25 minutes later I moaned as waves of orgasmic spasms washed over me. I was a little surprised and frustrated at how quickly I had cum and considered going for a second but decided it one would have to suffice. I lay there for another 15 minutes enjoying the afterglow and then got up, showered, dressed, and packed, ready for my trip. After a quick lunch I climbed into my Range Rover having decided it would be better suited to driving in the Yorkshire Dales than the Aston Martin. Leaving my Kent mansion I worked my way to the motorway and settled in for the 5 hour drive to Yorkshire. I arrived as planned at 6pm after negotiating the half mile dirt track that provides the only access to my cousin's farm house. I was glad I had chosen the Range Rover. I was surprised to see so many cars parked outside the house and hopped they weren't all staying the night, the farm house wasn't small but it would still be a squeeze. I was greeted by a smiling young girl, I would guess around 15-16 years old, she wasn't slim but looked muscular rather than fat and had a very pretty face with long black hair and deep blue eyes. "Aunt Tamzin, is that you! Wow nice car!" she said excitedly. "Yes, I'm Tamzin, but I don't think I can be your Aunt" I don't have any brothers or sisters. "Oh please" she said while hugging me tightly "I don't have any real Aunt's and your so beautiful and sophisticated , it would be so cool if you were my Aunt. I'm Angela, Jane's my mum, so we are family". "What ever you like" I said, feeling slightly self conscious about the feeling of her firm young breasts pressing against my stomach. I wasn't used to that much physical contact. "Oh cool!" she said while hugging me even tighter. Just then another woman appeared in the door way, it took me a few seconds but then I recognised her, it was my cousin Jane. "Tamzin is that you, I'm so glad you could make it, I wasn't sure you would be able to find the time what with your busy schedule and everything. Come in and meet everyone. Angela get Tamzin's bags out of her car would you." There seemed a hit of resentment in her voice, I suddenly had the feeling that I perhaps I wasn't really welcome. A shiver of apprehension ran down my spine as I walked through the front door of the farm house. Jane led me into the main reception room and introduced me to everyone. Inside it smelled of dust and old furniture with a hint of manure, not very pleasant! I was greeted by smiles, but behind the smiles I could clearly see the resentment that unfortunately still goes with having money in the British society. I began to wonder if this trip was such a good idea after all. After an awkward evening of trying to make conversation it was time to turn in. I found Jane and asked her which room I would be sleeping in. "Oh, I'm sorry Tamzin I forgot to tell you, a few more people turn up than expected so I have had to put you and Angela in the caravan out back. It's a new caravan, quite comfortable, and even has its own toilet and shower, I hope that's alright." "That's fine" I said. Actually it was great, Angela was the only person that actually seemed genuinely pleased I was here. I hadn't been looking forward to spending the night in the house, sharing a room with people that obviously didn't like me. "Wait here I'll go find Angela" Jane returned a few minutes later with Angela in tow. "Angela, take Tamzin out to the caravan will you, we're all turning in now." Angela grabbed my hand and all but ran out the back door with me stumbling along behind. She dragged me across a field to a new looking caravan about 100m from the back of the house. Inside the caravan was well lit with a small kitchen area, bathroom and a large double bed at the far end which was already made up with a duvet and pillows. "There's only the one bed so we have to share, you can use the bathroom first if you like." Angela said. I was in no mood to argue, I just wanted to get some sleep. I grabbed my wash bag and night shirt, then went into the bathroom. Once inside I washed my face, cleaned my teeth, relived myself, striped out of my clothes and put on my night shirt. As I exited the bathroom Angela wolf whistled. I wasn't sure what to make of that but my brain was now in sleep mode so I just climbed under the duvet and fell asleep almost as soon as my head hit the pillow. I only vaguely noticed that Angela was now completely naked as she made her way into the bathroom. I awoke early in the morning, it wasn't light yet but the sky was beginning to turn from black to a dark shade of blue. I was lying on my right side looking out the caravan window through a gap in the curtains, I felt very relaxed, warm, and horney! My left hand drifted down between my legs and began to massage my mound I began to breath harder as the pressure mounted in my pussy. A bolt of electricity shot through my chest as something squeezed my left breast and tweaked the nipple through my nightshirt. It was then that I realised that Angela was lying up against me with her left arm draped over my side and now massaging my breast. I was horrified, my God what was I doing!! I immediately drew my hand away from my crutch and lay still trying to control my breathing, in the vain hope that Angela might still be sleeping and didn't know what I had been doing. I lay there for what seemed like several minutes not making a noise, while the feeling of her gentle breath on the back of my neck was gradually driving me mad. Then I sensed her moving to bring her mouth up close to my ear. "Don't stop. It's only natural, nothing to be ashamed of" she whispered in my ear "here let me help you". I was lost, I didn't know what to do, and to make matters worse I was more turned on than I had ever been in my life! Angela hooked her right arm under my neck, brought her hand back up to my left breast and resumed her fondling. At the same time she gently ran the fingers of her left hand along my left arm that was now resting hesitantly along my left side. When she reached my thigh her hand found its way to the hem of my nightshirt before dipping under and making its way back up the inside of my left leg towards what was now the centre of my world. She moved agonisingly slow but eventually reached my pussy, cupping it with her hand, frustratingly she paused once again before finally simultaneously squeezing pussy and pushing her index finger inside of me. Not realising I had been holding my breath ll this time I let out a long drawn out moan."aahhhhhhhhhhhhh". I was close to the best orgasm of my life and them some! Yet what seem to be making it all the more intense was that I had been brought to this state, in the space of just a few minutes, by girl of less than half my age who had no right to be this experienced at pleasuring a women. I new it was wrong but at this time my sense of right or wrong was no match for the carnal desire I was experiencing. By now she had some how managed to free my left breast and was now sucking on the nipple while gently nipping it with her teeth. At the same time the palm of her hand pressed firmly against my mound while gently rubbing in a circle. Her index finger was still inside me, tickling the roof of my vagina, I felt my legs begin to go rigid as I reached the edge. Then she removed her finger, and for one horrifying second I thought she was going to stop, but then she reached down further with her thickly coated index finger and just tickled the rose bud of my virgin anus... "ah ah ah ahhhhhhhhhhh gooooood". The effect was simply sensational and my orgasm hit like an enormous unstoppable wave that washed relentlessly through me for what seemed like forever. Unseen by me, an evil smile spread across Angela's mouth, I was hers now! When I finally began to come down from my orgasmic stupor it was abut half an hour later and I found my self in the shower with Angela while she gently cleansed us both of various bodily fluids. We stepped out of the shower and she dried us both off, thankfully avoiding any unnecessary contact with my now hyper sensitised nipples and pussy. Moving out of the bathroom Angela picked out some clothes for me and helped me get dressed. It was all done so casually I didn't even notice that she omitted to include any underwear. To be continued... All feedback greatfully recieved: E-mail: