Title: Father of a Bride Part 2 Author: TheLittlestPlaymate Email: TheLittlestPlaymate@gmail.com Basic Codes: Mf(12) Synopsis: READ PART 1 FIRST! Weddings are about two families coming together – but usually not quite like this! When Carissa's sister marries Tim's daughter, the newlyweds aren't the first ones to have some steamy post-wedding sex. Author Note: Like lots of my stories, this one was written with someone else's kinks in mind. (the cock worship and some of the dirty talk in this case. Maybe other stuff too.) I hope you enjoy it too, though! If you do please let me know - more positive feedback will make me want to post more of my stories here. <3 Also, this is the plain-text version, which might be slightly confusing since I like to use italics a lot. If you don't mind a larger file size check out the RTF version. --- Tim managed to sneak past the throng of people schmoozing and dancing idly on the dance floor and make his way to the restroom. As he fixed his bowtie and removed the faint smudges of Cari's pink lipstick from his face looked at the 48-year old pervert staring back at him. Fucking Christ, Tim. What the fuck have you gotten yourself into?! She could actually be pregnant! His mind flashed back on her tiny voice, begging him to fill her with his seed and his deflated cock twitched in his trousers. He removed the last trace of 12-year old from his face and suddenly wondered if there were any lipstick traces on his cock and balls--a thought which nearly brought him to full arousal once again. Dammit, you sack of shit! Get that out of your head! What are you going to do if she's pregnant?! A few splashes of cold water to his face helped clear some of his lust-laden thoughts. Tim cautiously made his way back through the reception, receiving random handshakes and back pats from all number of acquaintances on his way to the bar. A tenuous sip of whiskey helped him regain his bearings. Abortion. That's the only way. He took another sip and savored the warmth sliding down his throat. I'll pay for the whole thing. I'll even give her extra to ensure there isn't any blowback. I'm sure she'll appreciate that. One last sip drained his glass and Tim began to feel more at ease. Wait a minute. You don't even know if she's pregnant. For all you know, she could have been lying about getting her period, or maybe she just dodged one of your bullets. He chuckled at his "wit" and went to go find Mary to follow-up his alibi. --- Cari felt like she was floating on air as she skipped barefoot back to the party. The noise of the room washed over her when she passed through the door, and she paused to inspect herself. Her dress was a bit wrinkly and there were a couple of tiny cum stains if you knew what you were looking for - but she doubted anyone at the wedding would suspect that those stains were jizz. Not on the dress of a cute little girl her age, anyway. She'd stopped by the bathroom to straighten her hair and fix her makeup as well as she could in two minutes - they'd already been gone longer than they should have - and she hoped it was enough. It didn't look too conspicuous, at least. Still, she figured it was safest to head to the dance floor. A little dancing would explain her disheveled hair and dress, and if anyone smelled the cloud of sex that surrounded her (which they most certainly would) they'd assume the smell was coming from one of the many adults on the floor instead. It didn't take long for her to lose herself in the music and movement. Every part of her body felt more relaxed, more right. Oh my god I needed that fuck so bad. Cari closed her eyes as she danced, remembering the touch of Tim's hands on her body, the shockingly-large cock stretching and filling her eager pussy. A trickle of his cum oozed down her inner thigh, and she had to resist the urge to reach up under her dress to wipe it off and taste him again. The music changed, and the young girl found herself briefly dancing with a guy who was probably in his late teens - one of Erica's cousins, she was pretty sure. She turned, pressing her tight little ass against the guy, grinding back against him. Because she was shorter than him her butt only reached his thighs, but she felt him bend his knees and press his crotch into her backside, grinding right back. Cari flexed and relaxed her inner muscles, imagining that the man behind her was Tim, and that he was fucking her from behind right there in front of everyone. "Unnghh fuck!" groaned the guy behind her, and Cari turned to see what was the matter. The horrified, guilty look on his face told half the story, while the dark mark and lump at his crotch told the rest. He fled the floor, leaving the junior bridesmaid annoyed and alone. --- With his drink in hand, Tim found his way back to his table and took a seat next to Mary. He explained away his extended absence and kissed her on the cheek, placing his hand on her thigh. As the idle banter of the other people of the table took over, Tim muted it all out, surveying the dance floor and the various bodies moving all around. His mind drifted back to Cari and her beautifully tight body wrapped around him. He felt a familiar stirring in his slacks and his hand absent-mindedly stroked Mary's inner thigh, moving higher inch by inch. Images of Cari writhing up and down on his cock passed through Tim's mind. Tim's cock hardened at the memory her tight cunt squeezing his dick, milking his cum out of his shaft. As her moans of ecstasy began to echo in his mind, he was awakened from his reverie by the sensation of Mary clutching his wandering hand. "What are you doing?" Mary seethed through clinched teeth. Tim looked down and realized what he was doing. "Oh, sorry, I uh..." He saw Mary's eyes begin to drift down toward his erection and he knew he'd have trouble explaining his condition. Before Mary could suspect anything, he grabbed her hand and set down his drink. "Let's uh... let's go dance!" He pulled her up out of her seat and dragged her out to the dance floor. Holding her close, he hoped Mary wouldn't notice his wandering eyes as he searched for his tiny siren. He finally spotted Cari grinding on one of his nephews who seemed to clearly be enjoying himself. His hands on Mary's hips, Tim maneuvered the duo around the dance floor toward Cari just as Tim's nephew wobbled himself off of the dance floor, clutching his crotch. Tim chuckled and continued to dance with Mary. As the song ended Mary turned to go back to the table and Tim tried to keep her with him. He needed something to keep him from pouncing on Cari. Mary persisted and left Tim alone on the floor. He saw that Cari seemed to be just as frustrated and as if she read his mind, she looked over and locked eyes with him. Tim couldn't resist, but he was just drawn to her. Her dress was wrinkled where it had bunched around her waist while they fucked. He could barely make out some stains on the wrinkled fabric that he imagined may have been some of his own cum. He smiled at the thought as he approached her. She returned the same devilish grin. "Fancy a dance?" was all he could muster. --- Despite the brief annoyance with her premature dancing partner, Cari was soon back to enjoying being lost in the music. She didn’t even notice Tim approaching until he was next to her, inviting her to dance with him. “Excuse me?” she asked, pretending she hadn’t heard him. “What was that, Sir?” The corner of Tim’s mouth raised in a half-smile when she called him Sir. It was probably a good reminder, though - now that the mismatched pair were intimately familiar with each other, it would be easy to accidentally be too familiar in public and raise a few eyebrows. Dancing with Cari the same way she’d danced with Tim’s nephew was out of the question. “I was wondering if you’d like to dance with me, seeing as our respective partners have abandoned us.” Tim’s voice was much more formal as he restated his request. “What?” Cari shouted back over the music, then leaned in and said almost as loudly, “Did you just ask if I wanted you to fuck me in the ass right here on the dance floor?” So much for being more discreet. Tim’s mouth dropped open in shock and he looked all around, terrified that someone might have heard the filthy question that the young girl had practically shouted at him. At the same time, he felt his cock swell and strain against his dress pants. Luckily, nobody was staring at the two of them with mouths agape, so apparently they were safe. He turned back to Cari, glaring at her for her boldness. Cari’s evil grin grew wider when she saw the anger in his eyes. That same grin must have made the older man falter, because the anger melted away, replaced with a look of shock and exasperation. When she looked down and saw the familiar bulge at Tm’s crotch, Cari’s own look also melted away. No fucking way, she thought. He’s hard again already? Her mind swam at the realization. Maybe he really did want to bend her over there on the dance floor and shove that big, beautiful cock of his into her tiny preteen asshole. Before, Tim had just been the sexy older man she’d enjoyed teasing and getting to fuck her. It was supposed to be a one-time thing - but ever since she’d tasted his cock and felt it inside of her, she couldn’t stop thinking about it. Dancing with that disappointing guy had just confirmed it for her. She didn't just want any cock, she wanted his. Carissa knew it was a bad idea, but she couldn’t help herself. With a small step she closed the space between herself and Tim. One arm went up over his shoulder and she started to sway to the music with him...while the other hand went straight to his cock, rubbing his length through his thin pants. --- It began as a sigh and became a deep, low growl that only Cari could hear. Tim closed his eyes and savored the feeling of her tiny hand grasping and massaging the length of his warm, hard cock through his slacks. He opened his eyes and look down at the small girl, matching her gaze, his thick member throbbing in her palm. "God, you're so fucking dirty," he continued to growl. "I love it." With that, he pulled her closer, disregarding the crowded dance floor around the mismatched couple. One hand pressed firmly into the small of her back, Tim brought his other hand to the front of Cari's dress, pressing the flimsy fabric against her cunt. Hearing her breath catch in her throat, Tim could feel the damp warmth radiating through her dress and onto his fingers. As her small hand began to stroke the length of his dick through his trousers, he too moved his fingers along the thinly-veiled cunt under her dress. Not wanting to draw too much attention to the lewd act going on between the two, Tim knew he had to stop soon or else he would take the young girl in the middle of the reception for all to see just how depraved the duo was. He brought his hand up from Cari's pussy, leaving a noticeable wet spot on the front of her disheveled dress. Leaning down, he gave her a polite peck on the cheek and whispered into her ear, "I need to fuck this tight little cunt again. And real soon. Come find me later." And with as platonic a hug as he could muster, he pulled himself away from the wild girl. Leaving the dance floor, Tim looked down to make sure his erection was too apparent to all of the other guests. What the hell came over me? He asked himself as he found himself at the bar again. Jesus, that fucking girl has a spell on me. You're actually doing this, Tim. You're going all in on this, whatever it turns out to be. His mind began to wander briefly before the bartender came to take his order. "I'll have a whis--no wait. Coffee. I'll take a coffee." It could be a long night, the 48-year old reasoned. --- When Tim stepped away from their hug, Cari staggered back, trying to catch her balance. The brief touch of his fingers was enough to completely distract her from everything else going on around them. She'd come dangerously close to dropping to her knees, eager to see that big beautiful cock again. Fuck. To kiss and lick and suck it, to feel his thick cum oozing down the back of her throat... Whew. The rest of the wedding reception slowly came back into focus, and Cari made her way off of the dance floor on wobbly legs. The head table was abandoned – the rest of the wedding party was either dancing or socializing with other guests. Even though the hall was full and loud, in her chair at the end of the long table, Cari felt like she was in a peaceful, quiet corner by herself. Her eyes scanned the crowd, seeing mirth, boredom, desire, jealousy, joy, and more among the faces there - none of which were looking at her. Slowly, carefully, she adjusted her body, pulling her dress up...up...up. A hand, hidden by the table, eased up her thigh to the swollen lips of her cunt. Her pussy ached to be touched - and more than that, to be filled again. The moisture that Carissa's fingertips found was a mixture of her grool and Tim's cum. So. Much. Cum. Cari couldn't remember any guy she'd been with ever cumming so much. And I'm the one who got him to cum so much, she thought, a proud smile spreading across her lips. Then her fingers past those same lips, tasting the evidence of their illicit love. Love? Really? This had all just started with her youthful need to get off. When did it become something more? --- Tim tipped the last of the coffee down his gullet and replaced the mug back on the bar. After a deep breath, he smacked himself lightly on the cheek to make sure he was still awake. A quick glance down confirmed that enough blood had drained from his turgid cock to not be too obvious. Making his way back to his table, Tim's mind was a little scattered--he couldn't stop thinking about Carissa and her tight, wet cunt; but he knew that he couldn't let on even a hint of his intentions. He gathered himself as soon as Mary came into sight. "Honey, I think the whiskey's caught up with me." For her part, Mary feigned enough concern that Tim almost believed she cared though he certainly knew better. She placed the back of her hand on his forehead then slid her palm down to his cheek. She clicked her teeth audibly. "Yeah, you do look a little flush. Did you want to go back to the room? Call it a night?" "Oh, nonono, Mar," he responded as affectionately as possible, placing his hand on hers, directing it back to her lap. "I'm just going to walk the grounds for a little while. I'm thinking some of the fresh air will do me good." "Did you want me to go with you, dear? We can just call it an early night, if you're not up to it." While most would see concern in Mary's eyes, Tim knew the look of fear on her face was from the prospect of having to cut her evening short to tend to her ailing husband. He responded in kind. "Oh, don't do that, hon. I don't want to be a drag on your night. I'll just walk the grounds for a little bit. Don't worry," he said with a wry smile, "I won't wait up for you." The rest of the table chuckled at the interaction and Tim waved apologetically as he left, emphasizing the headache he didn't have. Part of his quiet exit from the reception included passing as close to the head table as possible without attracting too much attention to his detour. He found Cari through the throng of people and from the look on her face he instantly knew she was up to no good. The smirk on Tim's face grew almost in time with his erection. His hunger for the young girl intensified. Her eyes met his and he could see her breath catch again in her throat. Tim loved that he could affect her like that. Without a wink, a raise of the eyebrows, or even a nod, Tim knew he had communicated all he needed to the siren teen. Not bothering to look back, he exited the reception hall through a side door and made his way to a darkened hallway lined with oil portraits and ornate furniture. --- As soon as Tim's eyes were off of her, Carissa slid from her seat, sneaking around the outer edge of the hall. It took all her self-control to keep from running; the last thing she wanted to do was draw any attention to herself! Cari did want ahead of Tim somehow, though. After slipping out of a side door, the junior bridesmaid pulled up the skirts of her dress and pranced down the hallway. She couldn't remember where or when she'd misplaced her shoes, but they were long gone now. Spying Tim down a connecting hallway, Cari giggled loudly, then fluttered out of sight when he turned towards her. "Cari!" Tim exclaimed with a loud whisper. How did she get all the way over there so quickly? The older man almost doubted himself; maybe it wasn't her? Tim followed, trying to walk the fine line between moving quickly moving quietly. As soon as he turned the corner, Cari slipped around another corner, giggling more as she went. Definitely her... Cari delighted in this new game, leading Tim through the halls of the estate in the same manner for a few more turns. With her path chosen by how easily she could do her teasing duck-aways, she wasn't sure where she was going. She heard Tim yell her name, a little louder this time now that they were further from the party. The thrill of the chase raised Tim's heart rate, and his cock instinctively followed suit, pressing against his zipper. He moved briskly down each stretch of hallway; even though he knew that Cari wasn't going to let him lose her, the excitement of the chase kept his pace up. After a few minutes, the young girl recognized where they'd ended up. When that realization hit, she knew what she had to do. When Tim turned the next corner, he didn't catch a glimpse of her fleeing around the next corner. Instead, there she was - slamming into him and wrapping her arms around him. He stumbled back, his arms encircling her. "Gotcha!" he growled, his hands already beginning to explore her nubile young body. Fingers danced across her lithe frame until they found the taut globes of her ass, which he squeezed. "Mmmmmm...Oh no! You caught me!" Cari retorted teasingly, turning their embrace and pushing until Tim's back was against the wall. Except, it wasn't a wall. It was a door - and it gave away. The two of them stumbled into the room behind. Tim's hands tightened on Cari's tiny ass as he found to maintain balance. The pair managed to stay upright, and Tim released his grip to take stock of their new locale as the doors closed slowly behind Cari. The aisle was instantly recognizable, and when Tim spun to take in the rest of the room, there it was: the altar where his little girl had just married the love of her life. "The chapel..." he muttered. "Dum DUM DA DUM!" Cari hummed a bit of the wedding march before breaking down into giggles. Tim turned back to Cari, grinning at her playfulness, then wrapped her up in his arms again, drawing her into him. His hands found their familiar place – holding her bum - and squeezed again. Without a thought Cari hopped up (with a bit of a boost from the strong hands on her butt) and wrapped her legs around his waist. Their lips met and tongues wrestled. The tearing sound and subsequent settling of her body against Tim's made Carissa blush. Whoops. Guess I should have been more careful. Somewhere, her junior bridesmaid dress had torn, and it sounded like a lot. "What was that?" Tim asked, breaking the kiss. "Fuck if I know. Probably just ripped a new seam up to my ass." Cari replied with a carefree laugh. "Good thing I'm not planning on going back to the party tonight." "We'll have our own party right here," Tim said with a wink, then dove his tongue back into the young girl's mouth. As she clung to him, he twirled and stumbled down the aisle towards the altar like a depraved couple about to be wed. "Mmmm....I never thought I'd have a Daddy to walk me down the aisle..." Carissa moaned as Tim kissed her neck, climbed the steps at the end of the aisle, and set her down atop the large oak table. She shifted back and forth, pulling her dress up past her thighs. Large hands slid up thin, smooth thighs, thumbs finding the inner flesh damp again thanks to Cari's secret playtime in the reception hall. Tim's eyes locked on Cari's as he knelt before the altar where his daughter married her sister mere hours before. He thrilled at her struggle to keep her eyes open and trained on his as his tongue savored the insides of her supple thighs, reveling in the juices of her twat. "Mmm, I never knew 12-year old cunt could taste so good." Thin fingers ran through his hair, massaging his scalp as he kissed and licked the young girl's thighs. He worked his way higher and higher until he couldn't resist that sweet slit any longer. His arms grabbed her legs roughly and he buried his face in her tight, dripping pussy. "Ha! Would have been fucking all the 12-year-olds in your neighborhood years ago if you'd known?" Tim pulled his head away from the little girl's cunt just to answer: "No. Just you." Bringing his tongue back to task, he swiped up her wet lips and slid into her tight pussy, his nose pressing against her tiny clit. "Oh fuck..." Cari moaned, falling back to lay flat on the altar as Tim tasted her pussy with his expert tongue. "Oh god, thank you!" She propped herself up on her elbows, looking down at Tim as he ate her out. "I wish I'd found out how amazing your cock was years ago...all that time wasted with guys half your age...fuck." It was an absurd statement - Cari hadn't even known Tim "years ago" - but still it drove him into her with even more fervor. He decided to try his luck venturing lower, the tip of his tongue swiping lightly at her tight little asshole, while his fingers began to twist and pump in her pussy. The horny young girl giggled, her asshole clenching involuntarily when the wet tongue touched it. "Mmmm, I bet your wife never lets you fuck her in the ass, does she?" Tim pulled his head out of Cari's ass and replied with a smile. "I haven't had my cock in a tight ass since I was in my 20s. Don't tell me you've had dick in that tight little 12-year old ass of yours!" "Never a cock as amazing as yours!" was the best answer Cari could give, and the hungry look in her eyes confirmed her honesty. "What do you say, Mister?" She affected a playful, innocent-little-girl voice. "You wanna fuck my widdle asshole?" "Do you think your 'widdle' hole can handle me?" Tim teased as he picked himself up from his kneel to stand between her legs. His cock strained against his pants. "Do you think your tiny. little. hole. can handle me?" Cari's confidence waned, but only briefly. She certainly had never had a cock as big as his in her bum, but fuck she wanted to try. "Do you think your big, fat cock can handle my tiny little hole?" "I don't know but I bet you'd love to find out." The young girl sat up all the way, her hands scrambling to undo Tim's pants again. Half a smile crept across his face at her enthusiasm to free his cock. "Do you, Mr. Stevens, take this little girl's tiny asshole, to have and to fuck, until cum do you part?" As Cari finished the silly made-up vow, Tim's pants fell and she took hold of his big, beautiful cock. He grinned as much at her lewd words as at the feeling of her hands on his firm member. "Only if this dirty little girl takes my cock in her mouth and gives some lube to work with." In response, Carissa scooted her hips forward, pulling on the cock as she did. "Oh god, I still can't believe how amazing your cock is." She rubbed the head up and down between her legs, wetting it with her slick pussy (and murmuring appreciatively at his gasp), then pushed him back and slid down from the altar and to her knees. "MMMmm I love your cock so much, Mr. Stevens. I can't believe the best cock I've ever seen belongs to my sisters father-in-law." Leaning forward, she kissed and licked his head, moaning more. "I can't believe this thing fit inside my pussy!" Tim took some breath quickly through his teeth as he felt the junior bridesmaid’s tongue on his cock. "Mmmm I just want more of your cum in me...dripping from my cunt and my asshole so I never forget how lucky I was to have your cock." With that, Cari slid her head forward, taking the big cock into her mouth. A groan crawled out from deep in the older man’s throat and his hands hands ran through Cari’s hair. "Oh god, Cari, I'll cum where ever you want, as long as you keep blessing me with all of your tight, wet holes." Cari giggled at that, tiny mouth stretched around the thick dick, and had to fight to not choke. The sight of those little lips around the girth of his cock made Tim’s balls swell. Lightly, he began to pump his hips, but then paused as the pretty little cocksucker pushed forward further, taking his cockhead down her throat. She held him there for a few seconds, then pulled back, gasping for breath. Strands of saliva stretch from her lips to his cock. "MMMM, FUCK, CARI!" "A blessing, huh? So I'm your filth little angel, then?” Cari quipped, ignoring Tim’s enthusiastic response to her deep-throating him. "Yes, you're my slutty little angel!" He guided his cock back into her mouth, luxuriating in the feeling of her tongue on the underside of his dick. Cari took his cock back greedily, sucking him with gusto. She felt lucky to get to pleasure such a fantastic cock. Some women would kill to have a night with a man with a cock like his, and I get to experience it before I’m even thirteen! As the head of his cock pressed past her gullet and down her throat again, Tim groaned, then gasped as he bottomed out, his pubic bone pressing against her face. Another few seconds passed before Cari pulled back, gasped a breath, then took him down for a third time. As he throbbed against her tongue, Cari realized she couldn’t keep this up or he would cum down her throat - and as great as that sounded, she needed to feel her asshole stretching to take him, and to feel his warm, thick load filling her bum. With a final suck, Carisa pulled back, the wet cock bobbing back and forth - but she was too late. One of Tim’s hands left the back of her head to grasp his slick shaft, stroking it up and down. He wanted to save his cum for her tight as as much as she wanted that, but her mouth had proven too much for him. He moaned loudly as he sprayed his cum onto her face, in her hair and across the top of her dress. Because she’d pulled off just before he came, the first spurt took Cari by surprise. Within seconds, she was coated in his jizz, laughing as he turned her into a filthy mess. Tim couldn’t remember a time when he’d cum so much, but Cari brought it out in him - or out of him, rather. He sighed happily at the beautiful, sexy mess he’d made. "I guess I'm definitely not going back to the party now,” Cari joked, then continued teasingly as she stood. “Or maybe I will...I wonder what they’d think?” Tim’s hand took her face, bringing it close to his. "They'd probably think you were a dirty little slut." He pressed his lips against hers, savoring the taste of his own cum on her skin. As though they had a life of their own, Cari’s hands found Tim’s cock again, and she pulled back from the kiss sharply. What the fuck?! “Did you take a Viagra or something? Or do you seriously have the most incredible cock in the whole world?" Tim noticed the phenomenon as well, but wasn’t about to question it. "I guess you just bring out the best in me." Carissa sighed at the compliment, then melted back into the kiss. Her legs were on either side of one of his, and she pressed her pussy into his thigh. Cum smeared from her dress onto his shirt as her cunt stained his pants. The pair kissed for a long moment, a filthy mess of taboo lust. Eventually Tim stood straight and pushed Cari, who stumbled back until she found the altar again. While Tim clumsily shed the rest of his clothes, Cari turned around and tossed her hair, looking back at him as she raised her skirts back up to her waist and spread her asscheeks wide. "Ready to fuck this little girl's tiny asshole right on the altar?" With a deep moan, Tim lined himself up behind her, cock still wet from their cum and her saliva. Clutching his wet shaft, he pressed the throbbing head against her tight pucker and slowly tilted his hips forward. He inhaled a short breath and held it as he increased his pressure slowly, forcing millimeter by millimeter of his cockhead into her tight ass. "AAAAHHHHH fuuucccckkk!" Cari gripped the edge of the table as her asshole stretched wide to accept Tim's huge cock. With one hand still clutching his member, Tim placed the other on Cari's back and stroke her through the thin fabric of her dress, which was slightly damp from her sweat. Finally, with a satisfying "FWOOP" he felt the swollen head of his cock slide past her tight sphincter and into her ass. Tim let out the held breath with a moan; Cari felt like she'd had the wind knocked out of her. He wasn't done, though. He grabbed both of her ass cheeks tightly and spread them further as he leaned forward, sliding the entire length of his cock into her ass slowly. Muscles spasmed throughout Cari's body as she tried to adjust to the new sensation. She laid there, panting and whimpering wordlessly, as Tim slid into her, not stopping until his balls pressed against her pussy. He waited until he felt her relax slightly, then began to pull back, leaving just the tip of his cock in her tight 12-year-old ass. Looking down past their union, Tim noticed that, bent over the altar, Cari's feet didn't even reach the ground. It was a subtle and alluring reminder of how tiny she was - a thought that aroused him even more. "Oh god oh god oh god pleasepleaseplease..." Cari wasn't even sure what she was begging for, but she couldn't stop. Her toes dangled a dozen centimeters off the floor, swaying back and forth. Tim cut off the begging by beginning to slide his cock the entire length back into her tight ass, then pulling back out again. He began a sawing motion, in and out of her tight hole, going faster and faster. "Fuck yes! Fuck my tiny bum with your fat dick Mister!" With each thrust, Cari's dangling legs shook more and more. Her knees flexed, toes curling and uncurling in the air by Tim's legs. "Fuck your little preteen cumslut! You already filled my tight pussy, so hurry up and fill my tightest fuckhole already!" Despite her pleas, Cari didn't want her older lover to cum right away. She wanted him to keep fucking her ass, to feel his thick shaft sliding in and out of her butt over and over and have him pound her so good that she could feel the memory of him inside her for days after. The filthy words pushed Tim further. He grasped her tiny hips tightly between his hands like a ragdoll and began thrusting in and out of her ass as hard and as fast as he could. His hands slid up her sides, to her front, pulling down the front of her dress. Big, strong hands pawed at her budding breasts and pulled at her nipples. He pulled on her chest, arching her back up while his cock kept her ass pinned in place with stroke after stroke, loving how flexible her growing body was. The hands on Cari's nipples felt fantastic. With each thrust, the sensation began to shift from overwhelming to just plain gooooood. She rocked her hips up and down, shifting the angle of the cock in her ass slightly each time, then reached down with one hand to finger her clit as Tim continued fucking her tiny body from behind. Tim's mouth found the young girl's neck and he devoured her flesh. Grunts and moans were punctuated by the intensity of each thrust of cock. He panted in her ear as he felt the familiar sensation in his balls. "Do you want me to fill your ass with my cum, you little cumslut?" Tim growled. “Do you like how I feel inside you, you cockwhore?" "Yesss, cum in my tiny little ass!" Cari cried out, loving Tim’s filthy words. "Oh god I fucking love having your dick inside me!" The hands left Cari's tits as Tim wrapped his arms around her body, clutching her tiny frame against his larger, stronger one. "OH FUCK!" He moaned in her ear. "I'm your little fucking cockwhore...goddamn it I'll do anything for your cock Mister!" Tim's cock swelled against the walls of Carissa's asshole. All the while, her fingers worked her tender clit, her own orgasm building as he thrust into her bum. A rough hand slid down on top of hers, joining her in rubbing her little button. When that orgasm hit, her anal sphincter clenched even tighter and she collapsed forward. The cry of the little girl was high and long, her body quivering on the table before him, vibrating the older man's cock. Tim's head fell back, mouth agape. Cum sprayed from his cock, filling Cari's ass with his seed. Spasm after spasm shot from his dick and into her tight hole. With each spray of his cum, his body jerked, thrusting and withdrawing his cock. Each thrust splattered more of his cock in and out of her, making a mess of their legs. The feel of cock filling her asshole with cum and the sounds of grunting behind her were the most deliciously erotic things Cari could imagine. He continued thrusting at her butt, his cum oozing out around his shaft as he did. The pair of mutual orgasms seemed to last forever as Tim's thrusts made their bodies sloppy with cum. Cari finished first, laying completely limp on the altar. She whimpered, satisfied and exhausted, her legs dangling straight again as Tim kept using her body for his pleasure. He thrust the last remnants of his orgasm into her ass as she smiled contentedly through lidded eyes. At last he collapsed on top of her, his cock still hard and still planted firmly in her hole. "Mmmmm..." Cari moaned in dreamy satisfaction as she felt a glob of Tim's cum ooze from her asshole and down her leg. Not wanting to crush the little girl under his weight, Tim lifted himself back up, withdrew himself from her body, and collapsed to the ground, turning to sit with his back propped against the altar. Beside him, Carissa laid motionless but for tiny post-orgasmic spasms that twitched her dangling legs. "My god. I haven't been fucked like that since grade school." Tim almost asked who the hell let her watch that movie - Fight Club didn't seem very appropriate for a 12- year-old. Considering all they'd done together, though, he had to revise his definitions of what was 'appropriate' for a 12-year-old. Instead, he chuckled. "Aren't you still in grade school?" "Oh pssh! I'm in middle school now!" Cari flipped over, hugging her knees to her chest and watching thick cum ooze out of her. "Hmmmm...I wonder if they have any middle schools with daycares around me." It seemed unlikely. High schools, sure - but there weren't likely to be enough preteen girls getting knocked up by their sister's father-in-law to warrant that sort of program for younger girls. It took a minute for the words to register, and then a pall washed over Tim's face. "Jesus Christ" was all he could manage. His mind swirled, thinking of the horror and scandal from her words. But then, an new image entered his mind. He began to imagine her - same tiny body, but with the swell of a child in her. His child. He imagined her tits, swollen with milk as her belly had swollen with her seed. Meanwhile, out of the corner of her eye, Carissa saw the little basin on a silver stand beside the altar. Hmmm...no worse than committing adultery on the altar! She thought to herself, reaching out and grabbing the basin. When she hopped down beside Tim, he shook away those images. It took him a moment to realize what she was holding. "You prayed, and he sent his filthy little angel to bless your cock," Carissa said with a wink. She dipped the corner of her dress into the Holy Water to soak it, then wrapped Tim's cock in the soft material. The cold sensation of the wet dress on his cock shook free the last image of pregnant preteen Cari, and brought Tim's attention back between his legs. Cari washed and stroked him at the same time, and he laid back with a contented smile, trying to catch his breath. The young girl carried out her task diligently, humming a simple hymn as she did. "Oh my...god?" Cari whispered. "Maybe it does have magical powers!" Tim opened his eyes, trying to figure out what she was on about. His eyes followed hers to his crotch, where somehow - impossibly, and despite having just emptied two loads into her tiny body - he was growing hard again. He raised his eyes to her body - dress a wreck, skin glowing with sweat and cum - and the sight seemed to help his cock along. Carissa withdrew the corner of her dress but her small hand remained, stroking him gently, the occasional bead of cum rising to the tip. "It's not god. I'm pretty sure he wouldn't bless this union. I think it's your fantastic little cunt that's keeping me in the game." Cari swelled with pride, pushing up to kiss Tim powerfully, then breaking away. "I'm always the one surprising guys with 'my fantastic little cunt', as you call it...but your cock...holy fuck!” "'Holy fuck...'” Tim repeated with a grin. “Pun intended?" The girl stared at him, dazed and confused, before finally getting the pun. She burst out laughing. “Oh my god, no!” she giggled, then laughed even harder at the appropriateness of OMG. Eventually she settled down and smacked his chest. “That’s for distracting me! So, what I was saying was...I may only be 12, but I’m still a pretty big slut…” She looked around at the room they were in and considered the events of the last 24 hours.” “...obviously… And I can safely say, yours is the most wonderful cock I’ve ever touched.” Reaching over to take hold of Cari's hip and shoulder, Tim easily lifted the girl and pulled her onto his lap. At first she maintained her light hold on the base of his swollen shaft, but when his hands on her hips tugged her closer, she let go, moving her arms around his shoulders to kiss him. She straddled his lap, wet slit pressed against his hot cock as her tongue snaked against his, small and cool on his larger, warmer one. The horny girl rocked her hips slowly, sliding her pussy against Tim and making his freshly-cleaned cock messy again. His hands moved to the soft globes of her ass and took firm hold. Her dress, torn and bunched at her waist, didn't cover her skin there at all. She squealed a little when he leaned forward and stood, picking her up again. Turning, he placed her ass on the edge of the altar, his turgid cock still pressed against her dripping cunt. The memory of the thick cock inside her fertile fuckhole was still fresh in Cari's mind. Gentle, insistent rolls of her hips rocked her wet gash against that firm member. Her arms were still around Tim's shoulders, and when he crawled onto the altar after her, she wrapped her legs around his back as well so that she hung from him. When he stopped moving, she relaxed, lowering herself to the wooden surface, and waited for his next move. Like a snake, Tim's head bobbed to and fro, placing small nibbles and licks and kisses along Carissa's neck, her collarbone, and her budding breasts. One hand bunched the tatters of her dress and used it as a lever to maneuver her hips to his liking, The other hand clutched his hard cock, letting just the tip play along her wet cuntlips. Those bites and kisses sent shivers through the young girl's body. Despite the rough fucking Tim had just given her mouth and asshole, her skin still tingled with sensitivity. "MMMmmm, Yes. Please, sir. I want to cum on your big, fat cock again." "Mmmm, I love that you already know how to beg for my cock so well," Tim said with a groan as his cockhead continued to tease her wet slit. "Hey, no fair. You're not supposed to tease me!" Cari pouted with a scowl. "I was teasing you!" As Cari squeezed out the last words of that sentence, Tim pressed the head of his cock into her pussy, causing her to gasp anew. Before she could buck her hips up to swallow him, he pulled back, leaving her cunt hungry for him. Instead of being frustrated, though, Cari was amused. Tim was so much fun! She'd gone after him originally because she thought he was hot, and she needed to cum (and a little because he was the most forbidden guy at the wedding, and that made her unbelievably horny). How had she gotten so lucky that he could make her laugh so much, too? "Careful," she warned him. "Keep playing with me like a little girl and I'm like to start calling you Daddy." Lifting her head to his ear, she whispered, Though after that huge load of cum you left in my pussy earlier tonight, I might have to call you Daddy anyway..." Tim groaned deeply at the thought, and still clutching his dick, leaned his hips forward and sliding his cock the full length into her. Beneath her, she cried out "oh Fuck!" and slapped the table. Still holding her bunched dress, Tim pulled her hips up to meet his entry, her light body lifting easily off the table in his strong arms. He arched his back instinctively, yearning to fill his preteen fuckmate with as much of his flesh as possible. "In case that first load doesn't take, I'm sure this next one will help it along," Tim whispered back. Cari moaned happily. She'd never realized how much she wanted a big family until that day. She loved her mom and sister plenty, but adding Tim's family to hers, and maybe even more additions soon... Of course, the knowledge that he was eager to fuck her full of his cum and put his baby inside her despite how wrong it was drove her crazy as well. Thoughts and images of Cari's tiny belly expanding with his child spurred Tim on as he drew out the length of his cock and drove it back into her cunt with force. he pulled back again and thrust in again with increasing speed. "Oh god yes...fuck me!" Cari cried out. "Fuck my dirty little cunt, Mr. S! Stretch my tiny preteen pussy out on your big fat cock. Pound me like the little cockslut I am!" All of Tim's inhibitions vanished. He was fully committed now - not just to filling up her cunt with his cum, but to impregnating her with his child. As good as it felt to fuck her, that wasn't enough now; he wanted to plant his seed in her. Some primal need took over, driving his hips to piston his cock in and out of her fertile fuckhole with abandon. Cari could scarcely believe the older man's stamina. She was used to wearing out men in their 20s with her youthful energetic fucking, and here was a man four times her age who was more than keeping up with her. Just as she'd worn him out on the balcony, so this second (or third? or fifth?) wind of his was wearing her out. Thin legs were splayed open as he thrust into her small body over and over again. Small, eager moans squeaked out of her as his shaft massaged the insides of her pussy. With a free hand, Tim found Cari's tiny clit with his thumb and rubbed tight circles as his cock glided in and out of her hole. The new shock of pleasure was like a burst of energy, bringing the young girl back to life. Her legs encircled Tim's hips, pulling herself up to meet his forceful thrusts. "Yes yes yes fuck my little slut cunt!" "Mmmmm, fuck, Cari. Your cunt feels so good!" With Tim being so much taller than her, Cari's head was at his chest level as he fucked her. She tore open his shirt, lifting her head to plant small kisses on his broad chest and nibble teasingly at his nipples – though the forceful thrusts of his hips made her body shake so much it was hard to aim anything. "OH GOD CARI...I'm gonna cum." The sensation on his nipples coursed through Tim's body, and he felt that familiar tightening in his balls. "Fuck yes, fill me with more of your cum! I wanna be a filthy, dripping mess of your sticky white cream." With one last thrust, hard and deep, Tim arched his back. He gritted his teeth as his orgasm erupted into Cari's young pussy, and moaned deeply, eyes rolling back in his head. Carissa was already near the edge, and the tiny angle change with that arch shifted Tim's cock in just the right way. As he spasmed into her, dick spurting seed, it set her off. 'Ohhhhhmigooooooooooood ThankyouthankyouthankyouFUCK!" The tiny pussy clenched tightly around the thick dick, squeezing cum into its depths. Once again, the girl's body was too small to contain it all - especially as her pussy had so recently been cum inside. It oozed out between them, across ass and thighs. That's where Cari found it with her fingers, scooping it up and smearing it across her belly and tits. Her dress was torn and stained, her hair matted with sweat, her pussy and asshole sore, but she glowed with an indescribable radiance. When at last their orgasms subsided, Tim climbed back off the table, feeling his age for the first time all night. He looked down at the disheveled, wanton girl before him and chuckled. "If your daughter fucks half as good as you do, my sister is the luckiest girl in the world." Cari sighed and closed her eyes, fingers moving to her lips to be licked clean. "Well, the second luckiest." Tim chuckled at the thought but tried to shake the image of his daughter having sex from his head. Not the best thing to think of moments after finishing fucking her new sister-in-law - not that there was anything appropriate about the moment. "Sooooo...now what, Daddy?" Cari asked with a wink. "Think we should make another appearance at the reception? I'm totally sure I could be presentable." "I might be able to get away with it, but I don't think you could," he laughed. "I guess you'd better tuck me into bed, then," she replied, but didn't move. "Or we could just sleep right here all night." "Hmm, it's certainly tempting, but I feel like someone would eventually come and clean up the flowers and decorations from the ceremony" "Well maybe you can get up to your room and shower off before your wife sees you and wonders why you smell like little-girl-pussy." Carissa rolled from the altar on wobbly legs, looking down at the mess of her body. She grabbed the stained cloth and wrapped it around herself, though it barely made a difference. "But it is such a lovely scent..." "Don't worry, we'll see lots more of each other. After all - we're family now."