Champagne Kisses: Tales of A Lesbian Wedding Parts 1-3 by Daniella Donati
The first three parts in the erotic short-story series Champagne Kisses about adult lesbian love.
All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, or to other works of fiction, is purely coincidental.All sexual acts depicted are between consenting adults aged eighteen and over.
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Champagne Kisses: Tales of A Lesbian Wedding Part One
Danielle and Michelle had been living as lesbian lovers for seven years, both now in their mid thirties and still completely besotted with each other after all this time.The secret to their lasting happiness was a combination of compatibility and very open-minded views on enjoying other lovers if either felt so inclined, as long as they informed each other and were always completely honest about what they were doing, and with whom.They'd become do comfortable with this arrangement that they felt the need to make a lifetime commitment to each other, through becoming married, but with a promise to let each other enjoy their sexual freedom made part of their vows to each other.For several months they had been planning a huge-scale wedding, planning on inviting everyone of their lesbian lovers as well as their partners, and had even found a lesbian priest to marry them.They wanted the whole day to be a joyous and hugely decadent celebration of their sexual lifestyle and love for each other.
They had ordered a huge banquet with the finest food being cooked by expensive sous chefs, the finest wines and most outrageously expensive champagne they could get hold of, half of both their annual incomes already taken care of, but they didn't care, they just wanted to create a day that they and closest friends and lovers would never forget.They had decided to their favourite lovers Helene and Alice joint maids of honour, and their younger lovers, Annette and Lisa were to be bridesmaids also.Annette and Lisa were only eighteen and nineteen but both very experienced lesbians already, and Michelle and Danielle had known them for years, only to happy to educate them and introduce them to the world of sapphic pleasure when they were both over eighteen and ready.Helene and Alice, on the other hand, were both in their late twenties and had enjoyed many a weekend with Danielle and Michelle, often bringing other lesbian friends of theirs and throwing the most decadent parties that any of them had ever experienced.Such was the reputation of their wild parties, that everyone who knew them was desperately keen to receive an invitation in the post to be part of the wedding party.
They had even paid designers to help them to design the perfect wedding dresses, that were sheer in parts, with a trailing sheer gown that would allow the guests to see that they were wearing black stockings underneath.They wanted the white dress to signify their love for each other, with the black stockings symbolizing their sensual desire.Their guests would be able to see their bare breasts through the sheer white fabric of the dresses, and they would be encouraged to dress in a sexual manner, provided there was no actual nudity.The wedding cake was going to be four foot tall with a statue of Sappho, the famous Greek lesbian poet,the top instead of the usual cheesy cake decorations.The bridal shower was to be a thousand rose petals and then the wedding reception was to be held at the most elite hotel in the county, with a price per head more expensive than some people's entire weddings.
The big day was soon arriving and all the seventy guests had received their gilt-edged invitations with delight, and had all spent weeks wondering what to wear to complement the bridesmaids and brides.The hen party had been predictably wild, with lesbian strippers hired and topless waitresses.There had been some fun going on in the toilets but the brides to be wanted to make sure that the hen party didn't outshine the wedding, which they had planned to be the most decadent event they could conceive of.Michelle had enjoyed taking a topless waitress into the ladies for a licking session and Danielle had enjoyed flirting heavily with Michelle's attractive mother Diana, who was 56, and now divorced, so whenever she had enjoyed a few drinks, Danielle enjoyed making it her mission to try and seduce her.It was the one area where Michelle felt unsure, not knowing how she'd feel if she saw Danielle and her own mother having sex.Diana so far had refused to be swayed and was still getting used to seeing the lesbian lifestyle that her daughter enjoyed, though she was glad to see she was making a commitment to Michelle.
The days before the wedding passed in a blur, all the bridesmaids and their friends and casual lovers all working hard on last-minute arrangements to make sure everything was going to run smoothly.The night before the wedding, Michelle stayed at her mother's house as Diana was to be the one to give her away and walk her down the aisle.Both slept restlessly, and woke up at 6am to begin getting ready.Michelle had a long, hot soak to calm her nerves and the next few hours were spent getting ready.Despite the sexual aspects of her wedding dress, Diana still thought her daughter looked beautiful when she was finally ready, her black-seamed stockings showing through her sheer white gown.She did feel a naughty thrill at her mother seeing her lascivious side under her pure dress but nothing shocked her mother much, having been to an all-girls boarding school when she was growing up, where lesbian love ran rife, yet she had always been to shy to experiment.
Danielle was being helped to get ready by the joint maids of honour Helene and Alice, who were wearing white stockings with frilly garters under their pink gowns and were looking forward to showing off their legs and more at the wedding reception which promised to be wild.They had spent a very pleasant and sensuous hour doing Danielle's hair and makeup, whose dark brown hair contrasted nicely with Michelle's shoulder-length blonde hair.Similarly, Danielle's 38d pendulous breasts were a nice contrast to Michelle's 34c pert pair and both were on display now as they stood in different houses, about to make their way there in seperate black limos.Helene and Alice sat either side of Danielle and Michelle sat next to her mother, so proud to be being walked down the aisle by her, so symbolic of her acceptance of her as a lesbian.The limos set off for the church where the lesbian priest had neglected to tell the church committee that she'd be marrying two women today.....
By nearly 12 'o clock midday, the brides had arrived and the church was packed with lesbian and bisexual women, some dressed very provocatively underneath the long coats they'd been asked to wear for the ceremony.The priestess was tingling with excitement, a lesbian herself, she had long fantasized about marrying two lesbians, but so far her local church had refuted the idea that it should be allowed.She was risking her job to perform this marriage but felt so excited that she felt it was worth it, thrilled to see the church heaving with attractive women of a similar sexual persuasion.At last, with both brides having arrived, the organist began playing, and Danielle began walking down the aisle looking stunning, a proud smile from ear to ear, her guest marvelling at her dress which made her look both angelic and very sexual at the same time.She was followed by her maids of honour Helene and Alice, who both were holding a part of her long trailing dress as they walked behind her, both honoured to have been chosen for the role.
Two minutes later, the same music began again, this time for Michelle, who looked the perfect complement to Danielle, feeling overwhelmed as she started to walk down the aisle, arm in arm with her mother, who was fighting tears of pride and happiness.As they reached the end, Michelle stood by Danielle and she turned to her, smiling, with not one jot of doubt that this was what she wanted more than anything in the world.The priestess thought to herself what a perfect couple they looked together, and hoped that one day she would find such happiness.She went through her introductory sermon, then they exchanged vows, amended to suit their love and lifestyle.Danielle went first: "I, Danielle Philippa Watson declare that I take this woman Michelle Emily Davies to be my lawful wedded wife, to have and to hold, and to celebrate lesbian love both with each other and others like us, provided we are honest and open at all times..".
The congregation gasped at this radical reworking of the vows and all felt a little excited that they had just openly admitted that they would continue enjoying other lesbian lovers.This was only the first surprise the happy couple had in store for their assembled guests, and after they finished exchanging their vows, they lifted up each other's veils and shared a lingering romantic, yet deeply sexual, open-mouthed French kiss that stimulated the priestess and all the guests, with only Michelle's mother looking away as their tongues swirled and entwined.They went back down the aisle, looking ecstatically happy and the guests then greeted them with a bridal shower, then they got into the back of the same limo and headed off to the Wingrave Hotel where the wedding reception was to be held, with a fleet of cars soon following their lead, and the decadence about to truly begin at last.Even the priestess had been invited to follow, which she couldn't resist doing, even if it meant being stripped of her priesthood.
As the guests began arriving at the hotel, waiters and waitresses were frantically hustling about carrying trays of vol au vents, caviar, a selection of the finest wines they could muster, a huge spread of meats, salad, vegetables and just about every spice, dip and sauce you could imagine.The brides walked into the main hall to see that everything was running smoothly, a huge table before them crammed with expensive food and drink, the centerpiece being the statue of Sappho atop their huge four-tier wedding cake, and now the bottles of champagne being lined up, ready to be corked upon everyone being seated.When it was obvious everything was running smoothly, the brides began to relax and take their seats, and soon a the guests were flooding in and taking theirs, a nervous looking priestess wondering if she should even be here, but was made to feel more than welcome by her fellow guests and took a seat near the brides, her eyes drawn to the statue on the wedding cake.