The Tux The Day Of

Summary:

Wedding day explores Carmen's history and Robert's new role.

part one - the day before

Robert's wedding tux puts him in command of men and women around him.

The Tux - the day of

part two in a series

Carmen and Sandra arrived at the church around 8am for the 10am ceremony.

The new young pastor, Peter, knocked twice, then opened the door and peeked inside. Carmen was in white lace bra and panties, with Sandra sitting on a nearby chair. "Oh sorry, was just checking your progress." He pulled his head back.

"No wait," Carmen called. "Come on in. We need a man's opinion." Sandra chuckled as she knew what Carmen had in mind.

The pastor came in, somewhat sheepishly. He was younger than the women, and had only been in service a few years. This was his first "big" wedding. "Don't worry, we don't bite." Again Sandra chuckled. 'Maybe not on the rookies' she mused.

"Tell me," Carmen continued, turning this way and that, showcasing her amazing tits and ass covered in lacy white. "Do you think white is appropriate? Robert and I have been together for awhile. How about red? or black?" She held up the bra of each color against her chest.

"Um... they all look lovely," Pastor Peter stammered. The bra barely covered Carmen's nipples and the thong panties were almost invisible.

Carmen noticed a slight bulge forming in his pants and decided to up the stakes.

"I don't know," she wondered. "Maybe I'll go without." She proceeded to quickly take off her white bra, leaving her perfect tits standing out, and after a few seconds pause walked directly over to the pastor, stood with her nipples denting his shirt and put her hand on his crotch.

"Seems like you prefer the 'no-bra' approach," she whispered. She deftly unzipped his fly and released his fast-growing erection. He had a solid seven inches of young steel. Carmen backed him against the wall, squatted down and took his cock in her mouth. Sandra came over to rub his chest with one hand and guide Carmen's head with the other.

She had only given it a few sucks when the door sprang open and the elder pastor, Tim, came in. He quickly assessed the situation, closed the door with a sigh and said "Pastor Peter, if you're going to be conducting high-value weddings, you have to get used to this kind of behavior." The women had froze in place. Peter started to blush.

Tim grabbed Sandra by the back of the neck with one hand, unzipped his own pants with the other, pushed her down to her knees and shoved his meaty cock in her mouth. "And you have to take advantage, with authority." He held Sandra's mouth on his cock, her nose in his pubic hair and announced "this one doesn't get any air until you grab that one's head like a man and fuck her mouth like a pussy."

Sandra tried to flail, but Pastor Tim was too strong. Tears started to well up as she pleaded with Peter with her eyes.

Peter carefully reached down and put both hands on the sides of Carmen's head.

"Hurry boy! Or this one's gonna suffocate!" Tim roared with a laugh.

Peter pulled Carmen's head back slowly, then unexpectedly slammed his cock down her throat. Carmen started gagging but Peter held on. "That's the way! Show that slut who's in charge!" Tim called, as he released Sandra's head only enough to give her a breath, then shoved his cock in again. Peter also began roughly fucking Carmen's mouth, deeply down her throat.

After a few minutes, Tim could see Peter's arms start to lock up and knew he was close. "Switch!" he bellowed, and pulled Sandra sputtering off his cock. Peter did the same, almost pushing Carmen's head away from him. He took a step towards Sandra when Tim yelled "Stop! Stay there. The women do the work." Carmen, still in just her panties, and Sandra, still fully dressed, crawled over to their new masters and took the cocks in their mouths. "No hands, sluts." Tim announced as he resumed his one-handed hold on Carmen. Peter again used both hands and they resumed gagging the sisters with their cocks.

Peter suddenly made a strange sound and Sandra's eyes went wide as he unloaded in her mouth and down her throat. He let go and she backed off gasping and coughing. "Good show, boy! That's the ticket. I'm saving mine for other places, but you're young and can reload quickly. I think it's time to fuck 'em." Tim took Carmen off his cock and spun her around. "Head down, ass up girl. You too sis, after stripping off, and hurry. Peter should get a good look at what he's about to claim."

Sandra quickly undressed and stood there staring at Peter, almost daring him to move.

"Tell her what you want, boy. On her back, or hands and knees. Or you could lay back and put her on top. Watch those tits bounce a little." Peter thought for a second, took Sandra's hand and guided her to the small sitting couch. He bent her over the end, lined up his cock with her pussy, and pushed in. "Good choice! Grab her hips and pound her fat twat. Don't forget to give her some smacks on the ass as a reminder who's boss."

Tim pulled Carmen's thong aside, spit on his cock and her asshole, bent over and pushed easily into her ass. Carmen gasped at the size and the unexpected intrusion. "I see you've had this treatment before. Blushing bride, my ass. Actually, YOUR ass, slut." He laughed at his own joke as he fucked Carmen's tight beautiful ass. He smacked her butt cheek hard and left a hand print. "A little souvenir. And here comes another!" He grabbed her hips and shoved all the way up her hot anal canal, then came with a roar, pumping load after load up her rectum.

Peter looked over at the sound of Tim's voice, grabbed Sandra's hips, thrust hard and yelled "Yeah!" as he came.

"Keep going till its all out, boy." Tim advised. Both men finally pulled out. Peter looked down at the mixed juices on the front of his pants and his cock. "Make her clean you up." Tim put his ass- and cum-covered cock back in Carmen's mouth. "Suck it clean, slut." Peter stepped over to Sandra's head, still hanging over the couch, lifted her face and put his cock in her mouth.

"Lick it," he said with conviction.

Once the sisters were done, Tim said "Let's go Pastor Peter. We need to prepare for the other 'holey' matrimony." He chuckled again at his own joke and led Peter out the door.

***

The wedding went off without a hitch, if you don't count a little stammering and blushing by Pastor Pete.

Carmen had done her best to clean up, but there was still a little cum running down her leg. Robert looked at the crowd and saw Mark, Carly and Dixie close together. Mark was in the middle, with one hand between each girls' legs, while the girls each had a hand in Mark's pants.

For their "kiss", Carmen gave Robert a quick peck on the lips and was waving to the crowd. Robert felt like the jacket was burning his shoulders with urgency to take control.

They climbed into the limo, Tony at the wheel, with the partition up.

Carmen was instantly on her phone to her sister Sandra, who was literally right outside the car door.

"What did you think? (pause) Oh it was alright I guess. Going to have to return half the gifts - not yours of course. (pause) Him? Just sitting here. (pause) Ha Ha Ha, right?"

As Tony pulled away from the curb, Robert decided enough was enough.

"I think its time to get this honeymoon started," he announced, and reached over and took the phone from her hand.

"Lean over here and suck my cock." Carmen was too stunned to say anything as she watched her phone travel to his hand, Sandra still talking. Then she registered what he said, and her mouth opened in shock. "That's right. Open your mouth and suck my cock." He unzipped his fly with his other hand and took out his already growing erection. Carmen was like a statue, her domineering brain fighting with the power of the jacket.

"Now," Robert commanded.

As if a coin had been dropped in a slot, Carmen slowly turned in her seat, crouched on her knees, leaned over and took him in her mouth. Robert took the veil from her head and tossed it on the seat. "That's more like it." Then he turned on her phone's video. He saw Sandra's face, also in silent shock. "You get to watch," he said, and flipped the feed from selfie mode to regular, and hit Record. Now the video showed Carmen slowly bobbing on his stiff erection. "Sandra, you will not disconnect the phone or the video feed. You keep telling Carmen how I have a little dick. What do you think now?"

"Oh my god, its huge," Sandra said slowly, almost dream-like.

"Get a good look, because your turn is coming soon enough." With the phone in his left hand recording, he reached over Carmen's back with his right hand, pulled up her dress, reached thru her thin panties, and put his fingers in her surprisingly wet pussy. Carmen lurched on his cock and let out a muffled squeal.

"What happened?" Sandra asked.

"Oh nothing, just keeping my other hand busy on your sister's clit. She's soaked," Robert said casually.

"Tell your slut sister how good she sucks cock," he commanded. "I'll bet you've seen her in action before now."

"Suck that huge cock, Carmen. Like you did in college. Like you did last week. Like the slut you are," gasped Sandra.

Robert took note of Sandra's "last week" comment, and filed it away for later, knowing it wasn't him she had been sucking.

"Sounds like this is turning you on too, Sandra, you fucking tease. I wanna see you finger-fuck yourself while your sister rides my cock. Carmen, get up, get undressed and straddle me, facing front. Sandra, turn your video around."

Carmen stopped sucking and stood up to undress. Robert noticed the plain white bra and panties under her dress. "From now on you will not wear any bra or panties." Carmen nodded vaguely. Then she turned around and lowered her soaked pussy onto his hard slick erection. Meanwhile, Robert switched his (Carmen's) phone camera to show Sandra's video feed.

Instantly he saw Sandra naked in the backseat of her car, fingers flying on her pussy. At the same time, he could watch Carmen's round butt and golden skin riding up and down his cock. He used his other hand to grab Carmen's hair and pull her down with each thrust.

Both women starting grunting and moaning and talking, along with the squishing sound of Sandra's fingers and the slapping sound of Carmen's ass.

"Uhn! (smack) Uhn! (smack) Yes! Uhn! God!(squish) Oh! Uhn! (smack) Yes! Fuck! (squish)"

After several minutes, Robert was ready to come, and give Sandra a show.

"Carmen, on your knees. Sandra, switch your video." Robert switched his video as well. Now Sandra could watch Carmen's face get splattered with his cum. "God yes," Robert grunted as he came. Carmen, on her knees, shuddered and whimpered and came as well, surprising herself, when Robert's cum hit her face.

"Now you come Sandra!" Sandra came loudly, fingers shaking, juices flying. She was a squirter! Good to know, Robert thought. All Sandra could see was Carmen's cum-covered face.

"Tell your sister how great she looks with cum on her face," Robert chuckled.

"Oh God yes. So hot! So beautiful."

"We'll see you soon," he told her, then turned off the phone.

"Well aren't you the pretty little cum slut," Robert said with a grin, as Carmen sat there, dazed and glazed.

She absent-mindedly looked over at her wedding dress, in a heap on the limo floor. She reached over and touched it gently, then looked closer.

"There are cum spots on my dress," she said sadly. "It's ruined."

"Not hardly," came the reply. "No one else is likely to see it or wear it, and I think its a great reminder of your new position. No longer the hateful, domineering, condescending, stuck-up bitch. From now on, you will be my on-call three-hole cum bank. Available when and where and with whom I choose. No bras, no panties, no snide comments, no sour looks."

Carmen's eyes widened when she heard "three-hole", but also whispered "freeuse". She had obviously heard the term before.

"What was that?" he asked.

"Freeuse," Carmen said more clearly.

Robert looked up the term on Urban Dictionary. "Yes. Exactly. And hey, that works both ways. If you're in the mood, come get some," he chuckled, thinking 'not likely'. "You've never shown any interest before, but what better excuse to keep your pussy, ass and mouth ready. For both of us. My cock will be ready, as long as you get it nice and hard."

They looked at each other for a long minute, absorbing these ideas and what had happened. Tony interrupted from the car-intercom. "We've arrived at the hotel."

"Thanks, Tony. I'll go in and make sure everything is ready. Come back here and give Carmen a hand, then bring the bags. She wants to thank you personally," he said, giving Carmen a wink. Robert got out of the limo, leaving the door open, and headed inside the hotel. Tony got out of the front seat, came around to the open door and saw Carmen kneeling there, naked and cum-covered.

"Well, whadya know. Always dreamed of this," he smiled, unbuckling his pants. "Come over here and thank me, boss lady."

Carmen crawled over to the open door and saw Tony's short but very thick dick barely poking out of his trousers.

"Try and get your whole mouth around it," he teased. "Very few women can."

Once she succeeded in getting his cock in her mouth, he grabbed her head and shoved it in, stretching her cheeks. With a fist full of hair, he only pumped a dozen times before holding her in place and flooding her already full mouth with a hot missile of cum. He pulled her head back and his cock popped out like a cork. Cum dribbled out as she gasped and spit.

"Damn! Early again! But I bets I get 'nother chance soon 'ey?" he laughed. He grabbed a used hand-kerchief from his back pocket and tossed it to her. "Wipe off, doll face, and get dressed while I get da bags from da trunk."

*** honeymoon night

Carmen wiped her face, hastily put on her dress, and followed Tony into the hotel. Robert was at the counter, holding the room keys. The desk clerk only stared at her for a moment, then smirked and went back to his paperwork.

"Let's go, honey!" Robert called. "The Honeymoon Suite is ready for us!" He gave her a smack on the bottom and they both followed Tony into the elevator. Arriving at the top floor, Robert let them into the room. Tony placed the bags near the door.

"I'll see youse tomorrow at 10, boss," he chuckled.

"Yes, you have your instructions," Robert responded. "Thanks, Tony."

The Honeymoon Suite consisted of a sitting room, a kitchenette area, and a large bedroom with a four-poster bed. The decor was blue-and-white, with hardwood floors, tasteful rugs, patterned linens and black-out curtains. The view was of the city from about 12 floors up. On the bed were blue and white robes and pillows on pale blue satin sheets. Blue and white roses were in a vase on the table.

Carmen wandered thru the sitting area, past the bed and straight for the bathroom, discarding clothes as she went. She desparately needed to pee and take a shower.

Robert followed her into the bathroom, where she was sitting on the toilet. He walked straight up to her, unzipped his fly, took out his cock and pointed it towards the gap between her legs. She looked up with a shocked face.

"What are you doing?!"

"I need to pee, too," he retorted. "Spread your legs a little more and I'll go right between them."

"Gross!" she said with a wrinkled nose. "You're gonna get pee on me."

"Is that so?" he scoffed, then raised his dick up so it pointed at her belly button, and let loose a stream of warm piss. "Don't move!" he commanded, "or I'll aim higher."

Carmen froze but watched as the pee ran down her mound, between her pussy lips and into the bowl. Robert had a wicked thought and raised his dick even higher. Now the stream was hitting her between the tits. Carmen gasped and try to back up but the tank blocked her.

"Stop it!" she said, half-heartedly, still mesmerized by the warmth, the sound and the feeling.

"It'll stop eventually." And sure enough, the stream lessened until it was just a few drops. However, Robert's cock was still semi-hard and basically pointed at Carmen's face.

"Suck it clean," he commanded. He leaned forward until his cock was an inch from her lips.

She stuck out her tongue to catch the couple drops of pee hanging there. Then she leaned forward and took his whole cock in her mouth. The slight salty taste wasn't much different than cum, she thought. Robert stood with hands on his hips, watching her rock back and forth as she sucked him clean. His cock stiffened quickly, but he knew it would take a few minutes for the muscles and pipes to redirect from pee to cum.

Suddenly, a wave of pent-up frustration hit Robert. He grabbed two handfuls of Carmen's hair and proceeded to roughly face fuck her. She immediately began gasping, gagging and choking, and tried to push him away, but this just fueled him even more. After a dozen or so rough thrusts, he yanked his cock out so that it danced dripping in front of her face. He tilted her head up and said "That is how you are going to suck my cock from now on, unless I indicate otherwise. Understand?"

Carmen just stared at him with her mouth hanging open and dripping saliva.

"I'll take that as a yes," Robert noted, and shoved his cock back into her open mouth and continued face fucking her for several minutes.

Finally, he stepped back again, cock poised on her lips.

"Not bad for starters. We'll need to practice that some more. Now, stand up and turn around," he ordered. "It's time to fuck that tiny little asshole of yours."

Carmen's eyes went wide, and she hesitated from shock. "Stand up," Robert commanded. Carmen slowly stood and turned, bending over and grabbing the tank lid. Robert's cock, hard and slick with her saliva, took aim at her puckered knot. He grabbed her hips and pushed the head into the incredible tightness, and held it there. Carmen gasped but did not resist.

"Good girl," he coaxed, then started sliding even more cock into her ass, slowly but steadily, until it was all the way. Carmen's breathing was rapid and shallow, her grip tight on the porcelain. Robert slowly slid out again, until just the head was left. He continued this pace, slow in, slow out, savoring the tightness and warmth of her anal canal. Carmen's breathing got deeper and slower, with little grunts on every thrust.

Soon, Robert started increasing his speed, pushing and pulling her hips on each withdrawal and thrust, his balls slapping on her pussy lips. He could feel the cum slowly traveling down his shaft toward the head. Carmen was thrusting back into him, a loud grunt-moan accompanying each filling. One hand left the tank and flew down to tweak her clit. With a few more strokes, Robert exploded in her ass, at the same time Carmen came with a shake and started to pee. Robert pulled out and continued cumming on her back. Various juices ran down Carmen's legs as she stood shaking.

"Now you REALLY need a shower," Robert chuckled, smacking her ass. "When you're done, we'll order some room service."

to be continued... The Tux - the day after