The big day finally arrived, and everyone in the company was just as anxious as I was; perhaps even more.
This was the day, after all, when Lauren would expose herself in public for the last time. Everyone expected something spectacular, and despite my love for the bitch, I didn't want to let everyone else down.
It was in that context, that I decided that everyone in the wedding party would be nude, and all attendees would have the option to remove their clothes if they so wished. It was also announced, for that very reason, that this was to be 21+ only ceremony.
The wedding would be held in the vestibule, minus the cameras, while the reception would take place outside; among the many acres of maples and grass. Angela - as it turned out - was legally ordained, and had eagerly accepted the opportunity to hold our wedding ceremony in the nude.
So there I stood, naked as a jaybird myself; staring at Angela's tattooed body. It was all I could do, to keep myself from sporting a woody as my gaze focused on her fabulously tattooed tits and cunt.
Slowly, one by one, the bridesmaids made their way down the aisle and lined up opposite me; their attractive bushes beckoning my cock to rise to the occasion. This was the last straw, and I could feel my cock hardening, as Lauren began her nude walk down the aisle. By the time she arrived on-stage, my dick was hopelessly erect and sticking straight out.
Lauren was wearing nothing but her veil, not even her gloves or heels this time. She was totally nude and barefoot, and had even removed her clit ring for the special occasion.
At eight months pregnant, her belly really stood out; round and beautiful. Her once tiny tits had even enlarged a bit, but in a unique way. It was obvious that Lauren suffered from two breast maladies: tuberous tits and ptosis, or sagging of the breasts. This unique combination was what had created her small, constricted and dangling teabag-like tits.
Those same tits were now filling with milk and swelling in size, but due to the constriction of tissue around the sides, had no other option than to simply round out and grow longer. They were still two inches across, but were cylindrical in shape and almost six inches long, making them resemble a pair of Italian sausages that hung on either side of her swollen belly.
In addition, her areolas had puffed out and darkened slightly, and her two pudgy nipples looked more like breakfast sausages. They had become what many people refer to as banana boobs, due to their shape and length, as well as the nipples resembling the stalk at the at of the banana.
Angela involuntarily sucked in her breath at sight of my gorgeous bride and licked her lips slightly.
"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today, to witness the holy matrimony between Jack and Lauren." she began. "And I can see why Lauren loves Jack so much!"
A burst of laughter broke out, and Angela continued.
"And I can also see why Jack loves Lauren so much. Lauren has the absolute softest titties I have ever had the pleasure of squeezing." she explained.
Angela reached out and cupped Lauren's tits in her hands, and then fondled them vigorously.
"It has long been my dream, to be nude in public, and Jack allowed that fantasy to come true a few months back. For that I am forever grateful, and it is therefore, not only my dream - but my debt - to conduct this wedding completely nude myself, and to attend the reception, also in the nude.
"I hope that you will all join us in this special ceremony, by removing your clothing and feeling the freedom of a clothes-free lifestyle yourselves. For most of you, this will be the only opportunity you will ever have to be nude in public, so I urge you to take advantage of it."
There were a few murmurs of agreement, and several employees began removing their clothes as well, casting them aside and focusing their gaze upon us. This caused more and more of the guests to join in, and finally all of those in attendance - except for two prudish biddies in their mid fifties - were undressed. Even the president of the corporation who had paid me to get Lauren to quit, the widowed Mrs. Caine, was nude.
Angela pointed to the Sybian that was positioned in front of me. Lauren nodded, and obediently dropped herself onto it. At that point, I moved forward and clipped a set of wires to Angela's labia rings. We were about to proceed with the most unusual wedding in history.
Angela had begged me to hook her up to the same vaginal electrocution that Lauren had experienced, and I was only too happy to oblige her request. As Angela resumed speaking, electrical current was sent to both her labia and the Sybian.
"Lauren, do you take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband?"
Lauren smiled and sighed blissfully through her nose, at the sensation of the Sybian coursing through her loins.
"Mmm, oh yes I do." she replied dreamily.
Charlie turned up the voltage to Angela's cunt, and she responded immediately.
"And do you Jack, take this incredibly sexy, knocked-up bitch to be your lawfully wedded whore?"
I nodded in reply.
"I do."
"Oh shit yesssss... God, this feels good. No wonder you came from it. Then Lauren, show everyone here why Jack really loves you so much."
Lauren was moaning in ecstasy from the Sybian and nodded as well. To everyone's shock, she removed her teeth and handed them to Angela. I stepped in front of her and caressed her head as she began to fellate me in front of everyone.
A chorus of "ohh's" went up from the crowd as Lauren gummed me. I was vaguely aware of many couples in the audience engaging in their own sexual escapades, while my two favorite whores managed my own needs.
Angela moved behind Lauren and squeezed her tits, as my little bride sucked my cock. Soon, the three of us were moaning in pleasure from our separate stimulations, and Lauren began to shriek through her nose as she erupted into orgasm from the Sybian. I fondled one of her dangling boobs and Angela the other, as her own cunt shocks sent her into a frenzied orgasm. As both women shrieked in ecstasy, I ejaculated into Lauren's toothless mouth with a loud groan of pleasure.
The three of us collapsed onto the floor, and Angela weakly muttered into the mic: "I now pronounce you, 'Man and Whore.'"
A thundering round of applause echoed throughout the cavernous foyer as I slowly dragged myself to the microphone.
"Ladies and Gentlemen," I panted, "We will now exit outside and into the grounds, for our reception. I hope you enjoyed the vows."
*
The reception was being held outside, on the extensive grounds of the company, and several games had been set up; including horseshoes, badminton and tetherball, although recent rains had turned the tetherball area into a soupy sea of mud.
Lauren and I stood by the gift table, as the guests streamed by. The two old biddies had departed in embarrassment, leaving the remaining guests devoid of clothing. Mrs. Caine paused as she passed us, and smiled.
"You two are made for each other." she said with a sly smile. "You really pulled one over on me, Jack."
"Huh?" I inquired.
"You get her to quit and then marry you on top of it? You get your bonus from me, and then a boner from her.
"Congratulations, you have managed to get your cake and eat it too. I've got to hand it to you, Jack; you have succeeded in taking this company to new heights, while retaining an air of professionalism.
"No one else could have sported a company whore – let alone exhibited her in the nude – and increased our revenues by 150%. The only problem is that you fell in love with her. Where are we going to get a replacement?"
"Well," I replied carefully, "You asked me to get my dangly little whore to quit, despite the fact that she was adding business that had never before been tapped into."
"I didn't know what she was worth!" Mrs. Caine burst out. "I wanted her out for being such an exhibitionist, but now it seems that she actually added to our value!"
"Indeed she has," I responded coolly, "but we both agreed to your terms, and she really doesn't want to be on display anymore."
"But what will we do?" Mrs. Caine cried out. "We've gotten new clients based on our whole company whore image."
"I have an idea," I replied, "what if I gave you someone even sluttier than Lauren; that actually enjoyed being nude and humiliated in public?"
"I'd give you another 50 grand!" she burst out.
I nodded in agreement.
"Good." I replied. "Please keep your eye on the cake table. I suspect that very soon, you will see your new toy displayed as the actual wedding cake."
"What?" Mrs. Caine inquired.
