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."