“My wedding day” by VampirTARA
Hello I’m Tara, You can choose to believe it or not but, these are true events that happened back, when I was a young 19 year old naive virgin geek teenager that was attending mortuary science College with my sister , So a little bit about me, Today, I’m a 41 year old mortician / funeral director with children that operates our family’s Mortuary and cemetery. I’m 5 foot 7, approximately 114 pounds with long raven black hair and glasses, I’m married in a polygamist marriage ( not Mormon ). I have two sister wives Toni that’s a year younger than me and she is also my biological sister. Then there’s Kathy that is a good bit younger than us, she’s 23 years old and between the three of us girls, we have 7 children to our husbond.
I was nicknamed vampirTara back when I was in high, well at first because of my pale white skin, long raven black hair and naturally long incisors (fangs), I was called “Lily Munster” with an occasional “Morticia” thrown in from someone. And it took off like a runaway freight train, when they discovered I had “Porphyria” nicknamed “The Vampire disease” and could not go out in the sunlight and with the abnormally long incisors (fangs), they had a field day.
Well, most of us have a skeleton or two in our closet, I’m no different. Needless to say, what happened here, my husband does not know about. So, back in January, 1994, I was an 19-year-old skinny little horny virgin geek with glasses, trying to get my childhood sweetheart and best friend into my panties and take my virginity. He was not a virgin that I knew, because he had gotten into the panties of some of my girlfriends, girls talk. But I didn’t push it, by coming on too strong and acting slutty, because I wanted him to marry me. I didn’t want him to think, I was a slut, like he referred to the other girls. And some will say, well why did not go get another guy to take my virginity, I was in love with him and I did not want anyone else. Me and my sister Toni grew up with him, our mothers were best friends. So, me and my sister was always competing for his attention. Getting into some hair pulling, black eye, bloody nose kind of fights over him, along with chasing away the other girls the best we could. We would fight until we both got tired. So, one day after a bloody fight, we came to a compromise, that we would follow our druid religions ancient practice polygamy. we agreed, I will get him to marry me first and then she would marry him the following year.
February rolled around and we told him what the two of us girls had agreed upon, I don’t think he had the courage to tell us no, if he knew what was good for him. He agreed, so I finally got him to marry me, but not into my panties yet. so I hurried and I started making plans for my wedding, before he changed his mind. I was able to get the banquet hall for September and my one Aunt did catering, so that was not a problem. We were not going to take a honeymoon, because we didn’t have tons of money at the time. along with, he couldn’t get off work at the bus company and I was going to mortuary science College, but I was happy as a songbird.
It was the middle of May, we were having a family picnic at Pymatuning Lake for the weekend with all my uncles, aunts and such. Well, my future husband hadn’t picked his best man yet, because frankly, he didn’t like to many men. So, me and my sister were sitting at the picnic table talking about the wedding and my sister suggested, that we ask my future husband. If he would make Kenny his best man, because he’s always doing things for us and Kenny’s 18th birthday fells on the day of my wedding, it would be something nice to do and make his day. So we asked him, well my future husband said, “He liked Kenny, no problem,” and we made Kenny’s three buddies Usher’s. Now, Kenny has Down syndrome and lives in an apartment across the street from all of us, with his three buddies. The two, Sam and Mark are a little bit older than him and David is 18 years old, well they all have Down syndrome and live independently. Along with, they all have jobs, more than I can say for most men, so I give them credit. Well, Kenny works at the local supermarket gathering shopping carts and also, down at the local bar cleaning up. Now, he’s always hanging around our apartment, asking if he can do things, like cut the grass or run to the store, stuff like that. Well, it’s so obvious to everyone that, he has a crush on me and they make jokes about it, but it doesn’t bother me.
Well it was Saturday, September 10th, 1994 and my wedding day had arrived. I was wearing a white spaghetti strap A-line bodice style gown, we did the bloodletting and had our hands tied, the Druid Celtic way. Everything went smoothly as planned during the wedding, an hour and a half later we were all at the banquet hall for the reception. It was about 5:30 p.m. when we had gotten done taking photos and I had about three Sloe Gin Fizzes in me already. I was feeling pretty buzzed from the liquor and was getting very giddy and giggling a lot, like I always do when I drink liquor. Well I decided, I was going outside to have a couple of cigarettes.
My 71-year-old grandfather decided, he was going to go also, along with Kenny. Well, it was raining lightly outside and my aunt Catherine, told me her umbrella was in the coat room, out in the hall past the bathrooms. So, we went down the hall past the bathrooms and there was tons of doors, with no names on them. Well the first two were locked, I opened the one door and it was dimly lit by a little window. All I could see was chairs and tables stacked, I figured it was the storage room. I figured oh I’ll have a couple of cigarettes in here, so I went over to sit on one of the tables. Well, I roasting in that wedding gown and I noticed a pedestal fan, Kenny kicked that on, as me and my grandfather lit a cigarette. A few minutes later my sister Toni and my husband came in the room.
My sister said, “Found ya, I thought, I seen you at a distance going in here. Sis hold still, you’re getting your hair all messed up,” as she came over and set her camera down on the table, then started fussing with my long Raven black hair.
Well, we all were smoking and I had a good buzz going from the alcohol. When my sister finished fussing with my hair, she reached down and grabbed her camera off the table. Then she stood in front of me with her hands on her hips.
She said, “Stand up Tara, let’s get a couple of sexy photos of you in your wedding dress!”
As I stood up giggling, I replied back, you got to be kidding me, sexy photos!”
Then my sister said, “Pull up the front of your gown up, showing your garter and panties.”
Giggling I replied, “Whoa, but Kenny and our grandfather are here.”
My husband said, “I don’t care, unless it really bothers her?” as me and my sister both looked at him.
Giggling I said, I can’t do that, I’m too embarrassed to do this in front of my grandfather, he’ll see my panties and then there’s Kenny.”