The brides fucked the pastor at their gay wedding

I woke up to the sound of traffic, coming from outside. We were still on the stage where we had the bachelorette party for my bandmates the night before, and the first thing I saw were two butt cheeks, mounting like hills in front of my eyes, as I must've slept resting my head on the back of the woman they belonged to.I sat up, halfway, and looked around. Strewn across the stage were bodies of girls in varying states of undress. One of them, a young, short-haired brunette, was sleeping in my lap, her dress pulled halfway down her body and her small perky breasts rubbing my leg. The woman whose butt I had met was a curly-haired blonde who slept on her stomach on the floor.In one corner, slouched against the drum set I could see Bibi with two women curled up against her, all of them naked and one resting her hand on Bibi's breast as she slept. Stef was still tied to the microphone stand, kneeling with her head slumped down, her hands held up by the strap around her wrist. She only wore her jacket, her large tits hanging nipples-down onto her belly.Nadia and Taziana were sleeping on the other side, with Nadia between Taz' legs, her nose nuzzling the short, dark pubes of her fiancee. The two girls who had eaten them out the night before were spooning them, all four sleeping soundly.I scratched my side, trying to move. I had no clue what time it was or where my clothes were and my bladder was killing me. I tried to get out from underneath the brunette and make my way towards something like a bathroom, but when I moved, she stirred and moaned, blinking her eyes a few times before she looked up at me. She smiled with a very bright and happy smile, and to my surprise began nudging my clit with her nose, kissing it gently and caressing it with her tongue.I don't quite remember what we had done the night before, or rather, which of the things that I had done were with her, but she seemed to remember me quite fondly, licking me between the labia just the way I like it. "I gotta pee," I moaned, not quite wanting for her to stop, but having to go anyway. For a second I considered just peeing into one of the many empty bottles the floor was littered with, just so I didn't have to interrupt her too long."I know," she whispered, and then opened her mouth wide and lodged her lips firmly all around my labia, looking up at me expectantly and ready, with big, blue eyes. I closed my eyes and let it go into her mouth, hearing the stream fill it up, listening to her gulp and sputter as she drank piss right out of my hole.When I was finished she continued to suck, reaching for a bottle. Rubbing my clit with one hand, she inserted the bottle, bottom first, into my wide, slippery cunt, holding it by the neck and fucking me fast and hard with it. "Oh god yes!" I moaned as quiet as I could while she thrusted the bottle as deep up my fanny as it would go. "Mmmh, going to bed with my hand in you and waking up getting fucked with a bottle," she said. "I hope that is the way you like it."I didn't remember her fisting me, but last night my holes were both probed by dozens of fingers and sore all around, so it was possible. And she was right, that was just the way a kinky lesbian musician like me would want to get treated by her fans. She grabbed another bottle and pressed it on my pelvis, squeezing my clit between the hard glass surfaces as the thick flask slid in and out. I came quickly and intensely, releasing even more liquid as she pulled the bottle out, squirting it against her face.I lay back for a moment, catching my breath as she caressed my pussy, but eventually got up. I picked up my orange suit from a corner of the stage and dug out my phone. The time was 10:30, the wedding was at 12:00. "Fuck," I said and hurriedly shook my bandmates, waking them up. "Get up!" I told Nadia and Taz, "you need to get married!" They scrambled to get dressed in their wedding gowns again as I untied Stef and woke her up as well, helping her find her purple pants.Then I went to Bibi, slapping her when shaking and yelling wouldn't help until she finally yawned and stretched. It took her a while to realize where she was and what she was supposed to do, but when she finally did, she was the first to get up and get ready, dragging Taz and Nadia along as we ran out of the club to find a cab.Luckily, yellow cabs were ubiquitous in San Francisco. Unluckily, finding one that would pick up five ragged looking girls was more difficult. We finally managed to convince a middle aged driver with dread locks to get us to the church we were supposed to be, and arrived there at barely 11:30. I paid the cabbie as the others ran inside, and followed after them.It was supposed to be a private ceremony, so we were greeted only by the pastor who would conduct it, a pale, black haired woman in her 30s, with a long, beautiful face and full lips, slightly narrow eyes and a tall, slender figure, much of which was hidden underneath a purple robe she was wearing. "Hello," she said, greeting us. "I am Chris." She shook all of our hands, and did her best to ignore the dirty, crumpled clothes, messy hair and sleepless eyes we all sported.The brides introduced us and she spoke a little with Nadia and Taz while the other three of us were taking up positions. We wore our colourful suits, orange for me, pink for Bibi and purple for Stef. The night at the club showed its signs on us, as much of Bibi's blouse was stained in something I assumed was Nadia's piss, and much of my suit was covered in dirty spots and something that upon closer inspection looked suspiciously like dried pussy slime. Stef made it through best, I think, as the dark material didn't show many stains.The ceremony itself was rather short. Chris talked a little about the love of god, and how beautiful his creation is, how beautiful we are and how the greatest beauty of all was the commitment of two people towards one another. There was a little bit of singing, and then Taz and Nadia exchanged rings and were kissing one another. They looked wonderful, Nadia's tall, perfectly shaped body in a short, ruffled dress and Taz in a long, flowing wedding gown that could not be any more puffy.They kissed long and passionately, Taz' hand resting on the large bust of her, now, wife, the sight of which made me grin, but seemed to make the pastor a little uncomfortable. We cheered and applauded, and then they turned and kissed Chris as well, squeezing her between themselves and covering her face in kisses. I gave a signal, and us three bridesmaids charged forward and grabbed the newly weds, taking them by surprised as we dragged them each to a chair, sitting them down and binding their wrists behind their backs.The three of us bridesmaids then stepped in front of them. "We thought, before you enjoy your wedding night, you'll each need to go through a series of chores to earn your freedom again," I explained, grinning at my other two bridesmaids. "So each of us will give you a task." Chris stood a little aside, still baffled by the kisses and unsure of what she should do with us. I smiled at her and invited her over. "Please, be our guest," I said to her. "This is just for fun!"She smiled uneasily, but stepped up besides me and watched. First, it was my turn. "Well," I started. "Since we drank a lot yesterday and everything was hurried this morning, I thought you might need to relieve yourself, and so I've got just the thing for you." I pulled two empty bottles out of my pockets and put them on the floor in front of each bride, then helped them stand up. "You'll need to aim right, though," I said, pulling up Nadia's skirt and helping her open her pussy lips as her hands were still tied.The blonde, busty girl blushed, especially as she was watched by a stranger, and a pastor at that, but really couldn't hold it in any longer and drops of pee splattered down onto the floor. The dripping became a stream, and the stream became a sprinkle as she tried, in vain, to hit the narrow bottle opening, instead spraying it all over the place. Chris the pastor watched, uneasy but fascinated, as Nadia sank back onto the chair and I turned to her wife.Taziana had a better technique, turning around and bending forward across the chair as she pushed her butt out, Bibi rolling up her skirt until we were greeted by her bare buttocks, her darkly framed pussy lips already dripping underneath. She gushed immediately, shooting out a fountain of piss and managed to hit the bottle with it a couple of times, filling it up a little.When she was finished, Stefania went and picked up the bottles while I helped Taz to sit back down. I held them side by side for comparison. "Well, it seems Taz is in the lead," I said laughing and sipped on Taziana's bottle with a grin. I handed the bottles back to Stef who eyed me sideways, but then took a sip on them as well.Meanwhile, Bibi stepped up and opened a backpack she had brought with her. "I thought," she explained as she pulled out one candy-coloured rubber dildo after another, wiggling them in her hands, "I thought we'll need to test just how much each of you can take, cock-wise." She walked up to the two girls and ran a dildo against their cheeks, one in each hand. Nadia instinctively opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around it, while Taz just eyed the many colourful rubber things suspiciously.I walked up next to Barbara who handed me a few of the dildos while she went to work on Nadia. The busty blonde went down on all fours, still sucking on a light blue dildo in her mouth as my butch friend pushed up her skirt and slapped her pale butt cheeks before she pushed the first rubber cock up her wet pussy, rough and raw. The bride groaned, but held steady.I turned to Taz and looked her deep in the eye, holding a red dildo between our faces. "So which hole do you think can take more?" I asked her. She rolled her eyes. "Fine," she answered, "you got me. Try my ass." I grinned as she bent across the chair once more, pushing out her butt almost flirtatiously. Stef helped me hold up her skirt as I slowly screwed the first dildo into her tight anus. She moaned all the way, and I could feel her dark-haired twat get wet and hot as I probed her.When I looked sideways, I saw Nadia already groaning and breathing heavily, three dildos crammed up her gaping cunt hole, while to my surprise the pastor was helping Bibi, holding the dildos while she tried to fit a fourth one inside. "Well, we got some catching up to do," I said, squeezing a clear-white floppy cock besides the red one inside Taziana's ass.She screamed as it split her open. "Godd, it's too big!" Breathing deep and hard as I tried to push it in, she finally protested. "Goddammit Anna, my asshole is not your mother's cunt! I can't take any more!" I stopped pushing, slapping her butt for her remark. "You better have a look at your wife's cunt, princess," I said, watching Nadia take the fifth dildo in while Taz was struggling with two. "Okay, okay, I give up!" Taziana said finally, "just get it out of me!"While Bibi and me were carefully pulling the dildos back out, Stefania stood up between us and began her turn. "I thought it would be good to have some nice wedding pictures, to mark the occasion," she said sweetly as she could, while she took pictures with both bride's cell phones as they were squirming, their holes stuffed, their dresses stained with piss and beer, their hair in a mess and bound by their wrists. "And to make it especially memorable, I'll send your wedding pictures to three random people in your contacts."Nadia and Taz watched in horror as she scrolled briskly through their contacts, sending got knows what to god knows who. She handed the phones back to them when she was finished, and we untied their hands again. Both brides fervently looked through their sent messages. "God, my boss!" Nadia said loud. "That'll be interesting when I'm back at work." Taz sighed relieved. "Nobody important, except my niece. And I think she... well, she's a dyke anyway."Stef grinned and clapped her hands happily. "I think we're done here," she laughed. I looked at Chris and said: "I think it's only fair that our guest gets to participate, too." The pastor's eyes grew big and she raised her hands. "Oh my, no, that's... that's very nice, but I don't think... I can't think of anything," she said hastily, smiling uneasy. I turned between her and the brides and shrugged. "Maybe the final task would be for the two newly-weds to prove that they can actually please a woman."Nadia and Taz looked at each other and then walked towards Chris, hand in hand, with swaying hips. Chris stood with her back against the altar, unsure what to do, but too intrigued to just run away. The two girls kissed her again, Taz groping her breasts through her robes while Nadia ran her hand down to her crotch. Together, they pulled up the long, heavy garment, revealing some sexy white lingerie on a smooth, slender body. The pastor liked to feel hot when she went to service.When they pulled the robe over her head, Taz bent her back across the altar while Nadia knelt between her legs, pulling her panties aside. I caught a glimpse of a thin strip of black pubic hair above large, swollen red labia before Nadia's blonde head dove down on them, smacking her lips as she sucked the pastor's clit. Chris arched up at the sensation and Taz did the same with her small, perky tits, taking them into her mouth one by one, pinching her nipples between her teeth.Bibi, Stef and me took a seat on some chairs and couldn't hold back any longer, opening our pants and rubbing ourselves as we watched the scene. Nadia took a break from sucking on the cherry red clit and wet two fingers with her saliva, pushing them straight into Chris' ass as she went back down to munch some more on her pussy. The woman thrashed and moaned loud and unearthly on the altar. Taz looked at her wife and smiled, then knelt down besides her, running her hand fast across Chris' crotch, rubbing her hard and wild while the blonde fingered her tight anus.And suddenly, Taz slipped four fingers into the pastor's wet wide cunt, pushing them in like it was a jeans pocket, fucking her hard and deep in time to Nadia's ass probing. Chris screamed and yelled, her body convulsing into almost impossible positions before she came loud and hard, grabbing the two women by their hair and shouting her horniness out across the whole chapel.She sank back exhausted onto the altar as the two brides pulled their fingers out of her, watching her pussy run over from juice, soaking the cloth underneath her. That's how we left her when we went out to get back to our hotel, accompanying our friends to their wedding night and their new life as wifes.