Carly

“I would certainly like to thank my bridesmaids for keeping my mother and her coven, er, sisters from killing each other these last few weeks. But Carly honey, telling us that you could make it look like an accident didn’t help.”

Big laughs for that.

After the room quieted down Karen looked at Mike’s father and said, “Dad, I want to thank you for Mike, for loving him and guiding him to become the man he is, the man that I love.

(Applause for Mike’s father). He seemed to be holding back tears. I later learned that it had been the first time Karen had called him Dad.

“Mom, I should have listened to you. I know that I say it way too often but I also know how much you love to hear it. You knew it was Mike before I knew it. Heck, most of you knew it was Mike before I did. I guess I will always prefer to discover things on my own. Mom, thanks for telling me where to look. I love you.”

Cheers for Karen’s mother.

Aunt Martha, Aunt Allison, Aunt Wendy, Aunt Amanda, Mom. Thanks for everything. It is going to be the event of the season, however it turns out.

Carly, Clara, Rhonda, it is nice all of you are here in case anyone needs legal representation.”

There was an ominous stirring among the ladies.

“In conclusion,…”

“It’s about time,” shouted Martha.

“Quiet you old witch,” followed from Amanda.

“Look whose calling somebody a witch, you witch,” from Wendy.

“Can’t we all just get along? asked Allison sarcastically.

Maureen just stood and gave her sisters the finger.

“You better duck out,” Carly said to me as the bickering between the sisters escalated.

Suddenly, from out of nowhere, all the ladies produced small cream pies and they were soon flying through the air. Carly got her mother on her breasts and gracefully dodged a missile form her Aunt Wendy only to get a perfect face shot from Karen. I joined the rest of the men in slinking out of the room and we made it out unscathed except for Allen who got hit squarely in the butt with a missile.

“Well, now everyone will believe me when I say I have a sweet butt,” he quipped.

We laughed our way to the bar. I got better acquainted with every one of the guys and decided I liked them all. James and I cleared most of the cream pie off Allen’s butt and as thanks he promised to lick whatever flavor pie was on our ass when needed. James gave him a swat with the towel amid the laughter.

Someone asked Jason, the last to join the family and a professional photographer, why he was not in there taking pictures.

He laughed and asked, “Would you go in there?” After we all confessed we were too cowardly for that he added, “James and I set up cameras that are taking pictures every thirty seconds. We will have ample blackmail opportunities from this.”

We thanked them profusely.

Bob, Charlene’s husband, asked, “Where is Mike?”

Jim answered, “Under the table, he is Karen’s ammo belt. Most of the ladies have about ten pies. Karen has about twenty-five. She figured that since she is the bride she was entitled. I just hope the ladies don’t discover him.”

A few minutes and a lot of laughs later we saw a snowman walk towards the bar. Mike had been discovered and had paid dearly for it. He had cream pie all over him. The bartender threw him a towel as we all rocked with laughter. His Dad handed him a beer and said, “You’re not getting in my car.”

“What’s going on in there now Mike?” I asked.

“They are in the hugs and kisses part of the evening. Aunt Wendy is passing out towels and Carly is passing out “Great Pie War Survivor ” t-shirts. They should be out soon.”

Sure enough a wall of laughter approached us and we were amazed to see that they were all nearly presentable. They were wearing their special t-shirts so we could not see the damage to their clothing and their faces and arms looked clean. Their hair however bore witness that they had been in a war. As promised Carly had each ladies name printed on the back of their shirts for me although by then it was pretty much unnecessary.

As they got closer I saw the anomaly but it was too late for me to say anything other than, “Oh oh.” Every lady that had a man waiting for her at the bar had an arm behind her back. Before we could move we were all plastered on our crotch with a pie.

Evil giggling flew out of the door as they all ran outside. I gave chase and caught Carly just as she was opening the door to the car. She squealed and I heard scattered squeals all around us. I kissed her and told her she was going to get a spanking then sat on the car seat with my feet on the ground. I draped her over my knees; saw that we could not be seen by others so I flipped up her dress. Her ass and pussy were covered in cream pie. The war had gotten very personal.

I changed my mind on her punishment and stood. I coaxed Carly into leaning over the car seat with her feet on the ground and I started licking the pie off her ass and pussy. She had two orgasms before I had half of it licked off.

I got impatient and pulled out my cock. After again checking for witnesses I shoved my cock into her very slick pussy and fucked her hard and fast.

Her orgasmic moan was not the first or loudest but it was good enough for me to shoot my own cream into her. I turned her over and picked her up, kissing her passionately. I lifted her higher and slid my still hard cock into her pussy. She wrapped her arms and legs around me as we kissed some more.

“I can see Aunt Wendy giving Jim a blowjob from up here,” she said. “She is scraping pie from his crotch and smearing it on his dick then licking it off.

“Nice lady. Who was the one with the real loud orgasm?”

“That would be Lucy with her new husband, James, a light year improvement to her first one. He is Charlene’s brother. You will like him.”

“I met him during the war. He and Allen act like brothers, good guy. Wickedly strange sense of humor.”

“If you keep spreading cream into my ass you will have to lick it out.”

“That is the plan. What the hell was that?”

“That would be my sister Rhonda, the moan came from her car. Mom is very much hoping she and Jack get married and she moves back to Texas”.

“Since she plastered Jack with a pie my guess would be that is a done deal,” I said.

We listened to the orgasmic moans scattered around the parking area and kissed for a while. Another loud moan got our attention and as we debated whose moan it was my cock slid out of her pussy.

“Put that back!”

“Sorry. It needs a nap.”

“Take us back to our room. I know how to wake it up.”

As we made it out of the parking lot we saw a few vehicles bouncing and at least two instances of legs pushing the roof over the back seat of cars.

Carly said, “That last one was the bartender with a tattoo over her boob. I recognized the shoes. She is with another girl, probably Helen.”

“What makes you think so?”

“She hit on Helen hard. She is not Helen’s type but then you were definitely not my type and look where it got me,” she said as she admired her engagement ring.

“Sorry. I will try to make it up to you.”

Our headlights shone briefly on her Aunt Amanda, Helen’s mother. Her head was touching the car roof and a man’s head was about where her tits would be.

Carly said, “That looks like a done deal too. I am happy for all of them but I wonder how it is going to work. I am sure Rick and Helen fucked when she stayed with him for two weeks. They are each other’s best friends.

I am also sure Aunt Amanda had fucked him before then when she separated from “The Wall.” That’s what everybody called him because talking to him gave the same results.

Rick is closer to Amanda’s age than to Helens and he does seem to be in love with her which would be nice since I know Aunt Amanda is in love with him. He did take her to Playa del Carmen for a week this summer. James and Charlene like him.”

We did not have to wait too long to find out about that particular relationship. Rick had asked Amanda to marry him that night and three weeks later they went to Las Vegas and did just that. All of her sisters as well as her children managed to make it to the wedding. Helen was the maid of honor and the best man.

As we drove towards our hotel Carly’s hand went to my crotch and she scooped some of the cream pie off me. She slurped it off her fingers then said, “You know, blowjob practice could be improved with a little whip cream.”

“There will be an industrial size container for you when you get home. I love you.”

“I know. You are insane. And I am going to take full advantage of that. By the way, everybody was pestering me about our wedding date. Any ideas?”

“Thanksgiving.”

Carly was silent so I took a look at her. I saw a tear fall down her cheek, she was quietly sobbing.

“Baby?”

“I love you so much.”

I drove us to our hotel room where I spent a long time licking every bit of the cream pie from every inch of her body. Her chest was covered with it; Charlene had inserted a pie down her dress then mashed it in. Carly figured that Bob was licking the pie off his wife’s butt about then too. Carly had lifted Charlene’s dress and pressed a pie right on her bare ass.

“Who got your ass?”

“Jana did. Just as I was plastering her sister Lucy’s boobs.”

“Was there a winner?”

“Karen but she cheated so she is disqualified. What was most amazing was that both Connie and Andrea came out of it clean especially when you consider they were the two biggest targets. I think that would make them the winners. We were very happy to see Andrea laughing. It has been a though year for her.

By the way, Mom had reserved a pie for your butt but Aunt Allison took it away from her and pulled the top of Mom’s dress down and plastered her tits.”

“I owe your Aunt Allison it appears. Who got Allen?”

“I did,” Carly said with a proud smile.

We were naked by then and my cock was beginning to stir so I took us to the shower. I did a very thorough cleaning job on Carly’s body even occasionally using soap and water.

My cock was in her before we exited the bathroom and had her astride my body on the bed in seconds. Carly fucked me with a great need that matched my own. We did not last long. After some kisses and caresses Carly sat up and smiled.

She said, “Honey, I will understand if you want to stay away from my family. I know we did not present ourselves in the best of light.”

“Well, I was appalled, shocked and appalled,” I replied. “I have never witnessed such a lack of decorum in my life. I think we need to go visit your Mom at least every other weekend to see if we can instill some manners and also check for hidden pies.”

Carly already knew I loved her family. I saw that they all loved each other fiercely and that included the husbands, boyfriends, girlfriends, and close friends. They were all family. It was pure unconditional love. I wanted in.

I added, “We need to get Aunt Wendy to help us scout locations for the rehearsal dinner, for our wedding, and the reception.