Jesse had brought Colette to the other cabin to see what was going on and maybe get a piece of the luscious little strawberry blonde for himself. They'd heard the loudest of Dawn's lewd wails and both knew that someone was fucking her. But Colette had expected to see Frank or Cole with a big bloody cock – not her young husband.
Rob was still cuming, grunting fiercely each time his cock gushed another jet of silver white liquid fire into Dawn's lusciously ripe body. She screamed ecstatically, kicking her heels and writhing in delight in the ruins of her antique wedding gown.
The other voice she heard was just as distressing. Her own mother bucked beneath Dawn's groom Tom, pumping her hips and begging for his hot young prick to fire.
"I want to cum along with your wife!" she cried. "Fuck me, Tom! Fuck me hard!"
[missing text] stood gaping, clutching Jesse's arm for support. "My husband is cumming with my cousin," she moaned. "And my mother is cumming with her husband!"
"She must have came up here to console both disappointed grooms," he said. "That is one very sexy lady! Guess who I'm going to fuck next?"
"Not my mother!"
"Yeah, I've never done a mother-daughter duo before, and it looks to me like she likes cock even better than you!"
"You bastard!" Colette whirled and slapped him hard across the face.
Rob heard her raging voice. He'd finished his great orgasm with Dawn and had recovered just enough to think clearly.
"Colette!" he gasped, rushing to her side. His dangling cock was still dripping, smeared red with cherry stain.
She glared and snarled at him. "Don't touch me! You're even worse!" Her hand flew in another vicious arc and stung his cheek.
"Looks like that young bride of yours ain't learned good manners yet," Jesse said to Rob.
"You're right about that." He was angry with Colette for letting him think she was a virgin, and madder still now that she slapped him. "Let's tie her up with the others."
"O.K. You take her wrists. I'll grab the end that kicks."
"Bastards! Both of you!" She lashed out at both of them, her hands like claws.
Rob grabbed her arms, straining to hold her – a hundred and some pounds of fighting fury in a rumpled white wedding dress. Jesse blocked a kick and caught her leg, lifting it high.
Colette gave an angry cry of frustration and pitched backward across the bed on the far side of Dawn. Her mother was still gasping in the throes of orgasm with Tom on the other.
"Tie her wrists, to the bed frame like the others," Jesse said to Rob. "There should still be plenty of rope."
"There is!" Rob chuckled wickedly and knotted a tight loop around one wrist. "My sweet virgin bride," he sneered.
"Rob, these men kidnapped me! I was raped!"
"Not before you had the hots for the guy next door. Your mother told me all, about it – and some of the others since. You're nothing but a slut, a fucking whore in a white wedding gown!"
Colette hissed in rage. "You're no God damn better… coming to our honeymoon cottage to fuck my mother on our wedding night!"
"It's your loving mother who seduced me! Being crazy-hot to fuck must run in your family. Even innocent little Dawn likes it now," he said, grunting and cinching another knot so tight that the rough hemp abraded her wrist. "You can't imagine what her little cherry cunt did to my cock!"
"You son of a bitch! Your cock isn't half what I've had inside of me. Jesse's is huge and I've heard Cole's is even bigger. Over a foot long! I hope he's the next to fuck me and I hope they tie you in a chair by my feet so that you have to watch!"
Cole nudged Frank in the ribs with the point of his elbow. "How do you suppose she knew exactly what we had in mind?" he asked.
Frank laughed and the two of them grabbed Rob when he'd completed binding his bride's arms to the bed frame.
"Hey!" he protested.
"Your part of the honeymoon is over for a while," Frank told him, lifting him right off the floor.
"Now just a damn minute! Put me down!" They slammed him into a satin upholstered chair. Cole dragged up a length of chain and looped it around the naked groom. When a lock clicked shut, he was chained in the chair and turned to face Colette's feet. She was bound hand and foot with arms and legs spread. She still struggled furiously, tossing her head in long waves of silver hair.
Jesse whispered to her fuming husband. "Did you know her cunt hair is the same color? Damnedest thing I ever saw! And hot? Hhhooowheee!"
Rob's face flushed. "No, I didn't know any of that. She played the timid virgin act real well with me. I've never, seen or touched her cheating cunt!"
"Oh, well take a look!" Jesse hoisted the long skirt of her white gown. Colette's silvery pussy gleamed. It was wet and sheening with cum.
"Gonna be a rare treat watching your bride get fucked on her wedding night," Frank told him.
Fabrianne's long, grinding second climax with Tom had just ended. The two of them gasped in weary delight. He lay on top of her, his cock shrinking slowly in the wringing sleeve of her cunt. He stroked her silvery hair with one hand and the silky fur of her stole with the other, unable to tell the two apart.
Her cunt was still throbbing warmly, obviously able to take more. Dawn watched them and fumed. Tom was kissing her, on the lips first and then on her haughty tits.
"You might as well eat her whoring cunt too because you'll never touch mine as long as you live!" she screamed.
Tom's head snapped up. "Dawn, please…"
"I pleased Rob," she hissed coldly. "And I'm going to please whoever decides to fuck me next even, more! I hope they make you watch. I hope your wicked old-woman fucking prick burns with envy, because you are never, never ever going to put it in me!"
"Honey…"
"Don't honey me, you faithless prick! You didn't even care that I'd been kidnapped. You came up here to fuck my aunt!" She broke down sobbing.
Tom pulled away from Fabrianne to comfort his wife, blushing with shame for all the bitter feelings her rampant horniness had raised. He was going to try consoling Dawn but Frank and Cole pulled him away.
"You're the last one she wants to touch her right now," Frank said, easing him into a chair.
"She'll be a lot more understanding once she's been fucked by a real big cock," Cole said, looping chain around him.
The clanking coils were pulled tight across his lap and around his shoulders and arms, binding him into the chair, the mate to one that Rob was restrained in a few feet away. The two chained grooms exchanged helpless glances.
"It's bad enough having your bride kidnapped on your wedding day," Rob said. "But to have to watch what happens to her. Jesus!"
"I don't even want to think about it," Tom said. "Dawn is so pissed at me, I know she's going to enjoy it. She'll probably beg to fuck all three of them while I'm chained in this chair."
"Yes! And not just once, you son of a bitch! I hope they take turns with me all night long. I hope I've been fucked to a hundred orgasms before you get out of that chair."
"Have one of these silly little sandwiches," Jesse said, offering them a tray of food meant for their own wedding reception.
"How can I eat with my arms chained back of the chair?" Rob asked him.
"Jus' bend down and stick your face into it," Jesse told him. "That's the first thing I did to your sexy bride's silver pussy. I sucked her out good before we even got up here. Since then well, she ain't got an opening bigger than her ear what ain't felt cock now."
Rob looked sick. "I'm not hungry."
"Neither am I," Tom said even before the tray was offered to him.
"That's too bad," Jesse said. "Because I am, and before I suck that slinky bitch mother-in-law of your friend there, I want to eat her pussy."
"Go ahead," Tom said grimly. "There's nothing we can do."
"Yeah, but you know if there's one thing I don't like to taste when I'm sucking a sexy new cunt, it's another man's cum. My own, I don't mind so much. But yours…" He began pushing the chair with Tom in it toward Fabrianne's spread legs dangling over the edge of the bed.
"Aaagggh! What the hell are you doing?" Tom cried.
"Pushing you into position to clean up the mess you left in her."
"No!"
Dawn cried, "Do it, Jesse! Make him lick out every last drop! He enjoyed fucking it into her so much!" Her strained voice rang with bitter contempt.
The chair lurched and pitched forward when the front legs hit the bed frame between Fabrianne's spread legs. Tom gasped as he fell, unable to move his hands or feet more than an inch. His face fell right into the musky-scented of the woman's crotch.
"Hungh!" she groaned.
"Sorry," Tom said.
"Don't be sorry, just suck out my pussy! I love to have my cunt eaten."
"Ungh, that's disgusting!"
"Push his face right into her, Jesse! Make him eat her! Make him suck out his own cum!"
"Whose side are you on?" Tom rasped. "[missing text] yours anymore, you bastard. Who wants to be the next to fuck me?" she called. "My cherry has been broken, but my cunt's still very tender. I want the biggest cock in the room!"
"Guess that honor goes to me," Cole said. He'd undressed down to his under shorts. Now he dropped those and whipped out his powerful prick.
Dawn's eyes bulged when she saw it – more than a foot of thick, hot and throbbing cockmeat. "My God!"
Tom's voice echoed the same words. "You're going to put that into a tender young bride?"
"Shut up and suck pussy! You'll like that a lot better than having to watch."
"You'll ruin her pussy! She'll never want me again!"
"I don't want you now!" Dawn hissed. "I want Cole's monster cock. I want to feel a real big prick on my wedding night!"
Cole bent down between her spread legs, sighting in on her tawny fleeced cunt. The bright curls were spotted here and there with tiny drops of virgin blood, adding to their luster.
"Oh, it's going to be like being a virgin all over again!" Dawn giggled anxiously, spreading her legs wide enough to touch both Colette's and Fabrianne's.
"You bet it is, my little beauty. You must still have cherry that ain't been torn."
"I don't want you to leave a shred of it. I want you to fuck it all away. Then I want you to make my husband suck my pussy clean!"
"Well, I think we can arrange that," Cole agreed with a lewd grin. "After he sucked out your aunt, he ought to be pretty good at it."
"But you'll pump more cum into me than he ever could into her," she said to torment Tom.
"At least twice as much. Look at the size of my balls, you tawny little bitch!"
"Oooooh, they're enormous! And my pussy already has some of Rob's cum in it!"
"You're a worse slut than the other two combined!" Tom raged at her. "If we ever get loose, I'm going to kick your ass black and blue!"
"Eat the lady's cunt," Jesse said, shoving Tom's head down.
The young groom couldn't raise his head. Jesse was holding him and Fabrianne was gasping, begging him to eat her with shrill pleas.
Cole grinned down at Dawn. She smiled back, still timid because his cock was so big, but no longer afraid. Simmering spite made her blood boil.
"Fuck me, you handsome hunk! Ram your giant cock into me! Make me bleed a lot so that Tom will have to swallow it all!"
Cole was happy to oblige her. He rammed into her and Dawn screamed loud enough for her husband to hear – even though Fabrianne's thighs were scissored over his ears and she was screaming too.