I managed to stumble out of bed and make it to the church on time, but I am mighty sore.

I can't help but blush as I see many of the men from the bar last night. I hope they don't recognize me.

Kim can't quite look me in the eyes. We are alone in the dressing room when I finally corner her. Grabbing her face, I force her to look at me.

"It's OK. Thank you for all your help." I kiss her on the cheek... then the other cheek... then her lips

"Tina," comes a heavy breathing Kim. "This is your wedding day."

Damn she is right.

The wedding goes great. I am just so glad to get married. Despite my soreness, I can't wait to screw Rob. I never have been so horny before.

We are just starting the dances when I think that somehow we made it without being caught.

I find out the gentleman who was with Rob last night is one of his uncles. He is so nice to me as we dance together.

"Can I cut in," asks Rob's brother.

"Sure," I grin at him. Somehow and image of him with his hand on a bottle shoved up my pussy crossed my mind. Damn I should be mad but feel myself getting aroused.

"Can I ask you a favor," he says shyly.

"What is it?" I ask.

Pulling out a glossy eight-and-a-half by eleven photo he asks me, "Could you sign this, 'With Love - Tina'"?

I am sure my chin is on the floor as I look at a blow up of myself with a bottle shoved up my cunt. I quickly pull it to my chest.

"Ah, not here." I should have denied it but don't know how.

"How about the back room," he suggests.

There is another reception room not being used today. That's not a bad idea.

As we make our way, John, Rob's best man, intercepts us.

"Rob gave me this to give you," he said handing me my bag of clothes for our honeymoon. "I think he is kind of anxious for you to get ready."

I slide the photo behind my back where I feel Rob's brother grab it.

"I was going to... ah... help him with something," comes my lame reply.

"He can wait," John grins.

"Sure, I'll wait for you out back."

"OK," I mutter as I follow John to the back ladies room. "Have you seen Kim?" This should be her job no John's.

"She is getting some of the post wedding celebration stuff together," still with that cockeyed grin of his.

Post wedding celebration? Must be some of the wedding part are having a party.

Whatever.

"These bathrooms are not being used so you could use them for a changing room," he offers opening the door for me. "If you want, just hand your dress out the door and I'll get it put away for you."

He sets my bag down just inside the door, along with a flower box.

Someone must have gathered my bouquet for me, I thought as I looked at the long box.

Shit, I can't get the zipper. I head back to the door. "John? Could you help me?"

"Sure, no problem," he agrees. The zipper ends halfway down my ass. As he unzips the gown, he allows his hand to slide against my flesh, right behind the zipper. A chill goes up my back.

The zipper ends halfway down my ass. As his hand brushes my cheek, I am made aware that I have forgotten to wear panties today.

"Thanks," I reply as I abruptly pull away.

Quickly, getting out of my dress, I find myself masturbating to the feel of John's hand.

Get control. Sex is to control you not to control with. Wait is that how it goes?

With no place to put the gown but on the bathroom floor, I decide to let John take it. Nude except for my stockings and garter, I hand I press myself against the wall next to the door. Pushing my hand out with the gown and veil, I whisper, "John?"

I feel his hand brush mine as he takes them from me.

"I'll go put these away," I hear him say as he leaves.

My arm is still hanging out the door. What is wrong with me? I need a fuck bad.

Reaching into my clothes bag, my hand comes in contact with... a boot. No a pair of boots. A pair of black platform fuck-me thigh-high boots. These must be from last night. Shit, how did they...

Reaching into the bag again, I pull out a cat suit. Sluttie-Panther's cat suit. I must have grabbed the wrong bag.

Going back to the door I whisper, "John?" A little louder, "John."

Shit he is gone. Maybe I could wait for another lady to come along? No. How would I explain all this gear? And John said these bathrooms weren't being used.

I wonder? Reaching back in my bag I pull out the cat mask. The back door is fairly close. If I could make it out and get to my car I could come up with some excuse for Rob. Better than the truth.

I start putting on the outfit. It is a little more of a struggle on my own. Then the boots. As I squirm around getting them on, I can feel the emptiness of the ring spreading my cheeks. I look at the flower box. It is about the right size. Pulling it open, I find my cat's tail.

How?

I hadn't realized I was missing it until I saw it. No artificial lubricant available, I only did what any resourceful girl would do. I slid it into mo wet hot pussy. After a few strokes it took all my will power to pull it out.

"Ummm," I hum to myself.

Amazingly, it slid in easier than last night. Already been stretched out, I flushed at the thought. And definitely no fear today. It took several tries to finally screw the outer catch plate on. I couldn't find the clip on the tail. I must have broken off.

"Meow," I hear myself purr as I grab the tail and hold it up over one arm.

Sliding on the mask, I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror. Damn I look hot. My breast are proudly on display, the flagpoles on the mounds are standing straight and tall.

I peak out the door, no one in sight. I try to walk calmly to the door. As I push it open, I remember Rob's brother. And there he is waiting for me.

"Wow Tina," he said, "You look hot. Any chance for a piece of you?"

The fucking pervert. Who does he think he...

I catch a reflection of myself on a wall covered in mirrors. I look like a whore. Hell I feel like a whore and I need some cock now! If I screw him, maybe I can keep his mouth shut, I justify.

"Only you don't tell anyone," I told him.

"Here, let me sign that first," I told him taking the pen and picture from his hand.

"With Love - .."

"Could you put 'Sluttie Tina'. Your stage name," he interrupts me.

"Sure," I grimace as I sign, 'Sluttie Tina'.

As I bend over to sign it, I hear his pants drop behind me. I never have been fucked from behind before. I was going to stop....

"Yes.... Don't stop..." I hear come from my mouth. "It feels so good."

My breasts brush the table with each stroke. My elbows almost fall off the other edge of the narrow table.

As I feel continue to pump my pussy from behind there is a few scuffle sounds. I want to look but I can't seem to move except to push back against him as he screws me. I feel him grab me by the tail to push harder.

"You feel so good!!!" A few more strokes...

Out of the corner of my eye I see a bowl set down. A ten-dollar bill is thrown into it. As my mind tries to sort through this, I see Rob's uncle walk to the around front.

His huge cock is already out of his pants. Shit, maybe I could screw him silent, I reason.

"Fuck... Fuck.... Fuck..." I mutter.

"If you insist."

He pulls off my mask and smiles at me, offering his cock to my lips. Slowly I begin kissing him, taking more of him in with each thrust. I never thought I could take that large a cock in my mouth, but I did and thoroughly enjoyed it.

His uncle grabbed a handful of my hair as he started pumping my face in earnest.

A flash caught my attention. Shit the wedding photographer was taking a picture. I wanted to rear back but his uncle's hold on my hair held me.

"Don't worry, you need to see this to the end," he told me.

See it to the end.

I hear John's voice and several other men. "This is a fund raiser for the bride and groom, so take it easy on the bride," I hear him holler. "And no more than fifteen of you out of the room at one time. Don't need the ladies to get suspicious."

"How much?" I hear one elderly man ask.

"Ten for tail five for head," he continues like he is selling shots of whiskey. "That's just for the brides-mains. The bride is twenty for tail and ten for head."

Brides-maids? A thump next to me answers that question as Kim, in her cat outfit, is bent down on one side of me and Sue, in her outfit, on the other. I see Jane and Tammy bent across a table in front of me. It doesn't take long for the men to fill the empty holes.

"To the end," I hear Sue mutter just before Jesse shoves his cock in her mouth.

"Save first fuck of the Maid-of-honor for the groom," I hear John shoo someone away.

The groom? Rob?

Finally I will catch him in a humiliating situation screwing some chick! Finally...

Then it dawns on me I have two cocks in me and neither belonging to Rob. And he isn't screwing some stranger, but my best friend.

Finishing this thought, I feel my pussy being filled with hot cum as my body start its own pumping. My pussy tries to get every drop. Just when he is pulling out and another man takes his place. The camera continues to click.

"Ten... for an eight by ten..., fifteen... for a signed... one," John hollers. He is the one in my pussy now. I feel Rob's uncle tense up as he lets loose his load. I have never had cum in my mouth before, let alone so much of it. It tastes so good.

"No... dilly dallying...., there are... over two hundred... and fifty... to go through."

Two hundred and fifty divided by ten holes. That's twenty-five men apiece.

I recognize Rob's cousin from table 2 last nights. He strokes my cheek as he pushes his cock into my mouth.

"And... I... Know... I... want... to... sample.... as... many... holes... as... I...can."

I can't believe this. It can't be happening.

"MMMMMEEOOWWMM!!!!" I holler through a mouthful of cock.