Where the Hell is He?

Tiffany smirked as she began to rub both of them harder and faster with her feet, feeling them both begin to pump their hips a bit.

"Awe, Madison, I think your dad and groom to be are very nervous hearing all our wedding talk. Look how pale they are." Tiffany said with a smirk.

Madison looked over, still clueless and smiled. "Oh they'll both be alright. My two favorite men will do just fine tomorrow."

Freddie and Mr Silverton smiled sheepishly, trying to eat their meals while being stimulated under the table. Freddie felt an all too familiar tingle start to build in his cock, and he knew what was coming.

"Alright everyone, I actually have a special announcement that I'd like to make, not even Freddie knows this so listen up everyone." Madison said.

Everyone glanced her way, but Tiffany still kept on playing with the men under the table.

Madison bit her lip nervously, she had no idea how well this would go over! She had planned on waiting a bit with Freddie before having children, but she was in way over her head now.

"Well, I guess tomorrow couldn't be here fast enough, because I am very happy to announce, that I'm pregnant!"

Everyone gasped, including Freddie. Not because of the news, but because he had just shot a big load right in his pants.

Immediately Tiffany yanked her feet back down to the floor, oh this was wonderful news! She glanced up at the look on Mr Silverton's face, and knew he hadn't cum yet, but she was sure Freddie did. This news was far more important though!

Her mother raced over from the other end and hugged onto Madison tightly. "Oh honey I'm so happy for you! And not a moment too late, that dress will still fit like a glove!" She said.

Madison smiled and looked over at Freddie, who just had a surprised look on his face, but still reached across the table to hold her hand tightly. Her father on the end looked very frustrated, but still said congratulations and patted her hand. She felt a lot better now that the cat was out of the bag!

When Freddie was snapped back into reality, he felt very happy! Madison was pregnant, with his baby! He knew she wanted to wait a couple of years before starting a family, but he was very happy. He hoped it would be a son for him! He then glanced over at Tiffany as she talked to Madison, feeling the guilt kick in about what had just happened.

After about an hour and a half of eating and mingling, the brunch came to a close. Now the trouble was figuring out who was going home with who, as different schedules and plans started coming out. Freddie glanced at Mr Silverton, who was still eying Tiffany down, rocking in his chair a bit.

"OK, now, this is how it's going to be! My sweet sister here has to get back to college for a test, Tiffany that means you'll be riding with me and mother in our car. Groomsmen, you're all set, and daddy and Freddie need to go pick up the flowers for tomorrow and take them to the venue, so they'll be in daddy's car. Is everyone happy?" Madison asked, rubbing her forehead in annoyance.

Tiffany bit her lip. She really wanted to go to the flower shop as well. She always got such great joy around fresh flowers, and plus she knew exactly where to take them to the venue. The men didn't!

"Actually Madison, I'll go with the boys to the flower shop! Just to make sure nothing gets fu-...goofed up." She said, quickly correcting her language as Madison's prude and stuffy mother was there.

Madison agreed and gave her a hug. "Ok, call me later though!" She said as her and her mom headed out the door.

Freddie sighed to himself, great, the whore would be riding with them. He know she had just made him get off, but he was still mad about the situation. He also quickly excused himself to pay the bill, and go into the restroom to make sure his pants were presentable. Mr Silverton and Tiffany headed out to the car to wait.

Freddie walked into the bathroom to check himself over after he paid the bill. He noticed a damp spot on his crotch, but no one would notice. His hand strayed down to give himself a rub as he thought about what happened. He was disgusted for sure, that Madison was friends with such a little slut, but he was still turned on from the incident. Especially knowing his future father in law was getting the same treatment right next to him, at a crowded table yet! He felt his cock slowly stiffen in his pants, and tried to calm down. The day was far from over yet, and he didn't want to sport another hard on in front of Tiffany.

After Freddie blotted his pants with a wet paper towel, just to reduce the risk of stain, he put on his jacket and walked out of the restroom into the main part of the restaurant again.

"Have a nice day sir!" The very pretty hostess said to him as he left.

He smiled back at her, noticing how pretty she was. He'd definitely have to go back here often. As he rounded the building to the parking lot, he saw it was empty. Everyone else had already left, and Mr Silverton's car was still there at the very end. As he began to walk closer, he realized the car was rocking!

Freddie was walking closer and closer, hearing the slight creaking noises the car was making as it rocked around. He knew damn well Mrs Silverton had driven off with Madison already, so that could only mean one thing.

He slowed down his pace and was walking like a cat would do when stalking a mouse, a grin already forming on his face. He looked into the window and gasped quietly. He knew what was going on the moment he saw the car rocking, but actually seeing it was a whole other ball game.

There in the back seat Mr Silverton was on top of Tiffany, his pants at his knees as he pumped away at her little cunt. Freddie could hear the man grunting and Tiffany whimpering. He took some steps back, and decided he would just give them privacy. He'd bust another nut In his pants for sure if he watched!

Mr Silverton let out a low grunt as he kept pumping his cock into Tiffany's tight and wet little cunt. "You like this huh? Ohh yeah.. take it whore."

Tiffany was whimpering and squirming underneath him, her hands clasping on tightly to his ass as he fucked her.

"Mr Silverton, your cock is so big unghh... I'm sorry for teasing you inside, but it hurts, please stop." Tiffany whimpered out, lying as she was actually enjoying herself very much!

Mr Silverton chuckled above her, sliding one of his big, strong hands up her shirt and bra, squeezing and tugging on her tits.

"Well your little pussy is gushing wet so I know you like this, now shut up and let me do my business." He grunted out, thrusting more harder now.

He looked down at the little slut under him he was fucking. This is exactly the kind of fun that keeps a husband from leaving his wife sooner. Fun along the way. He slid one hand down, and was rubbing Tiffany's clit in little circles as he humped her, feeling her squirm even more as he did so. This was heaven! And even though he was 50, he was still going pretty damn hard!

"You have real nerve missy, pulling that foot job bullshit on me, and yet my daughter's fiancee! Well now you're getting what you asked for."

He began to pump faster and harder into her pussy, moving both his hands back up to her chest and using her tits as leverage to pump faster.

"Oh Mr Silverton, please... what if someone sees? Freddie will be out eventually." Tiffany said quietly, kissing on Mr Silverton's neck as he fucked her.

He chuckled again and said nothing as he bounced his cock in and out of her. He slowly slid it out, seeing his cock glisten in juices, and then plunged back in balls deep, making Tiffany moan out loudly. Mr Silverton then slid his hand to her cunt, and rubbed it so it was wet with her juices and brought it back up, pushing his fingers into her mouth.

"Get a taste of yourself! Ohhh fuck yes, I'm close baby. And I like to deliver my parcel inside!" He grunted out, thrusting faster and faster.

Tiffany whimpered and squirmed under him, this time she was genuinely nervous! She wasn't on birth control, but she kept her mouth shut. This man needed to cum, and she'd let him!

Mr Silverton was thrusting cruelly into her now, sucking on her sensitive nipples as he thrusted his cock in and out. He was moments away from cumming, he wasn't so sure about Tiffany, but he didn't care! All he cared about was his orgasm.

"Oh Mr Silverton please... I want your big load in my pussy! Teach me what happens to women who refuse to behave themselves!" Tiffany cried out in pleasure, spreading her legs even wider for the man.

The car was silent now as Mr Silverton was grunting every second, ramming his cock roughly into the little wet cunt under him. A few more thrusts and he delivered one more lethal thrust into her, and could feel his sperm splashing out and going inside of Tiffany. He threw his head back and moaned out like an animal, before collapsing all his weight into Tiffany. This was definitely the best brunch he'd been to yet.

Freddie stood about ten feet away, trying to distract himself with his phone, but yet he still had a rock hard cock in his pants, just from watching the car move around like that. He stared and realized it had been still for about a minute now, so he walked over to see if Mr Silverton was done handling his business.

As he walked over, the back door opened and Mr Silverton came out, his boxers were already up but his pants weren't, and he still had a good sized erection making a tent in his boxers.

"Sorry if you were waiting Freddie, I had to handle some business. If you could keep this a secret, I'd be thankful." Mr Silverton said to him, pulling up his pants and doing up his belt and zipper, grinning.

"Yeah sure, of course."

Freddie looked into the back seat and saw Tiffany still lying on her back, breathing heavy and cum was dripping out of her. His cock throbbed in his pants as he saw the sight.

Mr Silverton laughed next to him and patted his shoulder. "Your pants are looking a bit funny there boy, did you need to have a quick go at her before we head on to get the flowers?"

Freddie grinned sheepishly but declined. As tempted as he was, he couldn't break, not just yet anyway...

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The day had finally arrived, the wedding of Madison and Freddie. The venue was set up beautifully with pink roses and sunflowers everywhere, chairs draped with red and sapphire blue satin sheets. There were little artificial bare leaf trees with lights on every table, followed with more roses and sunflowers for the center pieces. Everything looked just perfect. Madison was a bundle of nerves in the dressing room, hovered by her sister, mother, grandmother, and other bridesmaid.

"Oh Madison, you look spectacular!" Her mother said.

"Yes, just like a princess!" Her sister said, fanning out her dress for her.

Madison stood in front of the massive mirror, eying her reflection. She could cry but she didn't want her makeup ruined just yet. She had never been more happy in her life! She would be marrying the most wonderful man in the world, having his baby about 8 months from now, she'd get her happily ever after. Finally Madison broke and tears started streaming down her face. Everyone huddled around her quickly as they all began to cry and babble on.

"I almost forgot which room we were all in, but I could hear the crying from down the hall! Madison please, it took me ages to do your makeup to your satisfaction, don't make me go through that again!" Tiffany said as she entered, carrying in some wedding gifts from the table outside.

The girls all chuckled and rushed over to admire the beautifully wrapped presents, there must have been some very talented gift wrappers in the crowd!

"My goodness! Just look at all these gifts piling up!" Her grandmother said.

"I wonder if they're all toasters and mixers!" Tiffany said, smirking.

Everyone laughed and Madison groaned at the thought. She had decided against a registry, and was hoping it wouldn't bite her on the ass tonight.

Suddenly, Mr Silverton came into the room, breezing right by Tiffany like she didn't exist! What a prick!

"Uh... has anyone seen Freddie? His groomsmen said he went out for some air, 30 minutes ago, and the minister wants to start getting everyone out there seated."

Everyone fell silent and they looked at Mr Silverton. None of them had seen him! Tiffany shook her head, feeling her blood start to boil. Madison on the other hand was clenching her hairbrush so tightly, her knuckles were white.

"I'm sure he'll be back in a few minutes." She said calmly, despite her nerves rattling to beat the band on the inside.

Mr Silverton nodded, and exited the room. Leaving the ladies all silent and glancing at one another.

"Why are you all so quiet now ladies? Doesn't anyone have more compliments to say to me, and stroke my ego?" Madison asked jokingly, trying to hide her nerves.

The chatter returned to the little room and all appeared to be normal. Tiffany looked at Madison though, and could tell she was worried.

"Madison, I'll go out and see if I can find Freddie. I'm sure he's around somewhere." Tiffany said quietly to Madison, holding her arm.

Madison looked at her sadly and didn't answer, she just nodded slightly and whispered out a thank you. Tiffany turned and walked out of the room into the hall. Where the hell was he!

Freddie stood in the bathroom stall of the building, trying to calm himself down. This was the big day for him, in a matter of an hour he'd be a married man, was he ready? He rubbed his forehead and wiped away his sweat. He had to get married, what else would he do? Run away to another state? Country? How far was Canada from here...

He walked out of the stall, and peaked out of the bathroom. The timing couldn't have been worse though, as Tiffany bumped right into him.

"Well! There you are! Everyone was wondering where you were, Madison was worried! Do I need to tie you down until the minister is ready for us all, so you don't take off again?" She asked him angrily, placing both hands on her hips.

Freddie sighed and looked down at her, he couldn't help but notice how sexy she looked in her dress. It was a short, dark purple dress that was very tight on her large tits, and he couldn't help but notice she was wearing fishnet stalkings!

"I'm just a bit nervous that's all! Who can blame me! I'll be with one person for the rest of my life. How can I not be nervous?" He said to her, rubbing his forehead some more.

Tiffany scoffed and shook her head. "Well maybe you should have figured all this out before you popped the question, and before Madison's parents spent thousands on flowers and food!"

Tiffany was doing her best not to slap this man, how dare he! Him and Madison had been together for years, engaged long enough, and he was still not feeling like this was his time to get married? Still she couldn't help but feel slightly sorry, and she couldn't help but admire how handsome he was in his tux. Maybe she could help relax him a bit before the wedding.

"Well I understand you're nervous Freddie, but it's definitely way too late too change your mind now! As for what you said though, there's no law saying you have to only fuck one girl forever after marriage, is there?" She asked him coyly, running her hand over his crotch.

Freddie could feel his senses tingling and his pants stirring as they talked. Maybe he'd have enough time to fuck this slut quickly before the wedding, one final hoorah... No! It just wasn't right, not on the wedding day! Tiffany looked so stunning though...

Tiffany smirked and kept rubbing his cock through his pants, feeling it slowly start to get hard.

"Let's continue this conversation in the bathroom, that way I can help you privately." Tiffany said, slowly pushing him back into the bathroom, with no complaints coming from him.

Meanwhile Madison was pacing around the dressing room, her nerves starting to get to her. Everyone was doing their best to distract her, small talk of all sorts, but it just wasn't working! Poor Tiffany was yet on a wild goose chase for her, trying to find him! Surely he didn't run away, did he! How would she face the crowd? Telling them that the wedding was off, the groom had fled the premise? She'd never live that down, she'd have to move! She'd end up living in a new state with a new name, dye her hair, she'd end up as a diner waitress, serving sleazy truckers and hooligans all day! Oh god, dear god, that just can't happen! She snatched a paper bag nearby and began breathing heavily into it.

"Now Madison, I'm sure everything will be fine, don't lose your hat over this!" Her grandmother said, placing a hand on her shoulder.

Madison looked at everyone as they watched her, breathing into a brown paper bag. She probably looked like a mess! She didn't care though she wouldn't relax until Freddie was found!

"Don't worry Madison, Freddie would never leave you hanging! He loves you with all his heart!" Her sister said, smiling at her.

Madison's eyes narrowed as she looked at everyone, as she placed the paper bag down again.

"Is that so! Well then, where the hell is he!" She yelled out, causing everyone in the room to gasp. Madison barely ever lost her cool!

The bathroom at this point was slowly heating up as Freddie shoved Tiffany against the wall, as they began kissing frantically. Their hands were all over each other as they made out.

"Is this what you want then? Your own best friends groom to fuck you, just like the slut you are?" Freddie growled into her ear.

At this point not a rational thought was left in Freddie's head. Only pure, animalistic lust. This bitch needed to be taught a lesson. He slid his hand up her leg slowly, clamping his strong hand down onto her ass, causing a whimper from Tiffany.

"Oh yes Freddie, please! I need to be taught a lesson!" She cried out, feeling his strong hands on her, as she rubbed all over his bulging pants.

Freddie smirked as he slid his hand from her ass down roughly into her little panties, rubbing her pussy lips quite aggressive, using his thumb to tease and stimulate her clit. He could feel her hands rubbing on his crotch and he yanked them away. This time he wasn't going to cum in his pants.

"So first you got her father to fuck you, and now you need her husband. You are a dumb little slut. How she's even friends with you is beyond me." He said to her.

Tiffany couldn't help but be turned on by every nasty and harsh thing he was saying to her, she loved it! Freddie slid his other hand down the chest of her dress, and began groping and mauling her tits hard with his hand, pinching and tweaking each nipple over and over, while his other hand was fingering her wet pussy. Right before she could whimper out again, he slammed his tongue into her mouth, kissing her roughly to keep her quiet. The last thing he needed was someone hearing this cunt moaning up a storm, and walking in!

His cock was throbbing in his suit pants at this point, straining against the fly. That was when he smirked and pushed her down onto her knees, and unzipped them, sliding them down with his boxers, his cock springing free and tightly tapping Tiffany's chin.

"Alright girl, now get to work on this cock." He ordered her.

Tiffany quickly got to work as she took hold of his big cock in her hand, stroking it a bit as she kissed the tip. After tapping it roughly against her tongue a few times, she slid it slowly into her warm mouth.

Freddie groaned above her, placing a hand behind her head. "Yeah, that's it, get it nice and wet."

Tiffany slid more of his fat cock into his mouth and began to suck on it. He was larger than she expected so it was definitely a struggle. Freddie didn't give a single fuck though, as he put his other hand behind her head now, and rammed her down further on it it.