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Nice Day for a White Wedding

By Duffin Caprous

Disclaimer: This story involves sexual, violent, or adult situations. Do not read this if you are under the legal age to see pornography in your country. I won't be held responsible if your fragile little minds get warped. Otherwise...enjoy!

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They say every female has plan their wedding since they were eight. In this case it was actually true. Louise had fantasized about her wedding day and it was finally here! She was marrying the love of her life, Walter. Louise looked at herself in the tall mirror, her arctic-white fur melding perfectly with the white wedding dress she had on. The vixen primped and preened herself, her bridesmaids having left to make sure things were progressing properly. She saw movement in the mirror, ears perked as she spotted a figure leaning against the door frame. She turned her head to see her fiance's older brother, Brent.

"Well, lookit you," he said with a chuckle, lifting a beer bottle to his lips to take a swig of the liquid inside, "Damn, you look fine in that thing."

Louise giggled and rolled her eyes in mock annoyance, "Oh, Brent, stop."

"Gotta get my hits in while I can. Only...what, an hour til you're off the market?" Brent replied before taking another sip of his beer. The vixen laughed at that, looking at the thickly-built corgi canine. She had to admit, she'd never seen one like him before. The vixen had barely recognized him as Walter's brother. Walter was no taller than she, at about 5'5". Brent was a good foot taller with a thick, but not overly muscley build, but both had the same golden yellow fur.

"Ahem, if you'll excuse me...I have a wedding to get ready for, Mr. Brother-in-Law," she said cheekily to the larger dog.

Brent chuckled once more and with another drink of beer that Lousie suddenly realized was supposed to be for /after/ the ceremony. She wondered where he'd managed to swipe it from, "Yeah, well...like I said, gotta get things in while I can. You know...I've wanted to tap that ass of yours since my little bro brought you home to meet us?"

Louise gasped and laughed, "Oh, really...you're so crass!" She lifted the veil up to her headfur, her light brown headfur falling in luxurious curls down the back of her head. She looked up once more and gasped softly again. Brent was right up behind her.

"Mmm hmm. And you love it, don't you?" he asked, his voice having lowered to sound a little deeper. The canine boldly pressed right up against the back of the vixen, "I see how you've looked at me all these months, you know..."

"B...brent, quit it, this isn't funny..." Louise replied nervously, trying to take a step forward away from her fiance's brother, but she gasped again as he slid a large arm around her, pulling her back against him.

"Mmm...ain't funny, no...you and my bro fuck yet, Louise?" he asked, his breath tickling the vixen's ear. Her heart was beginning to beat faster as the strong musk of the older male hit her nose.

"That's none...of your business," she replied indignantly, a paw coming down to try to pull his arm away.

"You're damn wrong about that, girl. It's very much my business. And I'm taking that as a no," he said, "You at least gave him a BJ...a handy, yeah?"

The smell of the beer hit the vixen's nose as the corgi possessively wrapped the other arm around her to set the bottle onto the vanity in front of her. She meekly replied, "Uh, j...just a handjob. He said we should...wait."

With a laugh, the bigger male nosed against her ear, "Cute. Bet you've been dying for some sort of touch, huh?" he asked and before Louise could react, Brent had cupped one of her breasts through the dress, the other pulling the dress up enough to stuff a paw beneath.

"No! Sto...ahp!" she protested, the vixen trying to pull her paws down when suddenly the paw pressed right up between her legs, the corgi using one foot to kick her legs apart. The girl's eyes widened as the middle finger sank firmly and unrelentingly into her sex, after using another finger to tug her panties aside, her pussy rippling around it, "O...oh g...god...Brent stop, it's...you can't..."

The paw lifted up from her breasts to grip her muzzle firmly, forcing her to look forward into the mirror, "Don't you look away, girl...look at that finger stuffing your little cunt..."

"Oh no...pl-please no, uhn! O-oh ah...pl...please, I'm getting..." she whimpered, her fingers gripping both at the thick wrist of the corgi, not realizing she wasn't actively trying to pull it back. Brent slid that finger in and out of the quivering vixen while his thumb prodded against her clit. The look on the vixen's face in the mirror was priceless. Her eyes were lowered, her muzzle open as she moaned again, the wedding dress bunched up around her waist in the front. Brent didn't even need to hold her head forward.

"Bring your paw back," he said gruffly, the vixen complying without much of a thought. Her eyes widened, meeting Brent's gaze in the mirror, her fingers wrapped around a thick doghood, the vixen not having even heard the telltale zzzzzip of a zipper. They instinctively closed around her fiance's brother's cock, "Bigger'n my little bitch brother, yeah?"

"Y..yesssss...." Louise replied breathily. She continued to tremble and cried out as the corgi's ring finger pushed up into her depths and curled upward, both nudging right up at the vixen's g-spot. The shock of pleasure hit her and she nearly yelped out. She'd completely lost the notion of the door being open at that point. Her other paw kept clinging to the dog's wrist, by then urging him to keep going, "Y...you...brute....you're...uhn...oh f...oh fu..." she whimpered, those digits taking her closer and closer. She held her breath, the climax abut to hit her when suddenly, the corgi tugged his fingers from her cunt.

"Naw, not yet, princess. Only way you cum is around my cock," he whispered deeply into her ear.

"P-please, j..just...I can't let you d...do that, it's...just finish...please, my...my bridesmaids, they might come back" she replied, her mind awash with different thoughts all while her fingers kept a tight hold on that throbbing doghood behind her.

"Shut up and bend over. You've wanted this for months, haven't you?" he growled, causing the vixen's legs to weakened even more at how he was talking to her. Louise felt her dress being pulled up in back that time and gasped, a paw pushing on the back of her neck to force her over the vanity, makeup and haircare products scattering about. Before she could react, she felt the tip of her future bother-in-law's shaft pressing to her pussy, one not even touched by her fiance yet. The corgi's paw gripped her muzzle, stuffing three fingers into her mouth as he firmly and roughly rammed into her, stretching her lips widely. He made her watch herself in the mirror, seeing her own eyes widen and then rolling back in her head as he took her. The grip muffled a cry of intense pleasure, the vixen having not been filled like that before. Her hips shook, the girl whimpering around his fingers, but lips closing around them to obediently suck at them.

Brent's hips drew back, the thick seven inches of dog cock sank back into her, sending another shock of pleasure through the betrothed vixen, that being all it took to send her over the edge. She groaned around his fingers, her paws gripping desperately at the vanity as she came hard around her fiance's brother, that cunt fluttering and milking at him. Any thought or worry of someone catching them was gone as she was fucked right there in her wedding dress.

"Fuuuck, girl. Cummin' already? Shit...if I'da known this cunt was this good, I might've taken you sooner," Brent growled lewdly, making Louise look at him in the mirror with a look of pure lust. It had been months, she'd wanted to have sex with Walter, but he kept telling her they should wait. She'd managed to coax a handjob out of him, but even then...he wouldn't touch her pussy. She couldn't be blamed for falling to temptation. Brent's hips rocked forward again, another moan falling from the girl's lips, muffled by the fingers still dominantly pushed into her muzzle. Rattling came from the vanity as he humped into her, knocking things around on the top of it. Time seemed to stand still for the vixen. She whimpered in pleasure around the thick doghood, the knot beginning to batter at her entrance. She prayed he wouldn't knot her. There'd be no way to explain it, but she knew full well if he decided to, that she'd let him, "Fuck...getting close...once last chance...tell me no and I'll stop otherwise I'm paintin' your cunt."

The words hit Louise like a ton of bricks. She was about to have another male's seed inside her, and not that of her future husband's! She trembled, the arousal and lust too much for her as she fingers suddenly pulled from her muzzle, "P-please......please fill me....." she whimpered out.

That was all it took and with a growl, both large paws gripped the vixen's hips and he fucked her so roughly, it was as if he was trying to drill her through the vanity. She bit her paw hard enough to nearly draw blood to stifle the sounds of her pleasure before hearing a strained grunt and a final slam into her. She could have sworn she felt the throbbing of the canine dick stuffing her as Brent emptied his nuts into her, thick spunk flooding her sex. She felt the knot throbbing at her entrance, Brent granting her mercy there. She gasped as he wrapped an arm around her chest, tugging her back up against him.

"Yeah.....there ya go...." he growled softly into her ear, "You liked that, didn't you?"

Nodding weakly, Louise looked at Brent in the mirror. He lowered his head, nipping her neck possessively, "W...what am I going to do n...now?" she asked softly. She gasped, hearing the music beginning to play.

"Now? You're gonna walk out there with my jizz in yer cunt and yer gonna marry my brother. You're gonna say yer vows and your 'I dos'. And I'm gonna fuck you whenever I want," Brent said to her, his dick tugging from her as he let the panties slip back into place to keep her from completely dripping on the floor. Louise gasped, feeling a paw under her dress again, pressing right up between her legs and squeezing, "Your heart's gonna be his, but this pussy belongs to me just like his ass does."

The music continued to play and Louise's mind seemed to snap to a realization at Brent's words, "W...what?!" she exclaimed, making Brent laught. He reached out and grabbed his beer, taking another drink of it.

"Why you think that little pissant bitch didn't ever try to fuck ya? I told him not to. Now get your sexy ass out there. If you're both good, I might even let you consummate your little marriage while I watch," he said and firmly smacked the vixen's ass before pulling his paw back and letting the dress droop back down.

The rest of the wedding was beautiful. Louise and Walter exchanged vows, they kissed, and they partied at the reception afterward. Once night fell, both were in bed, clinging to each other and kissing passionately while Brent knelt behind the two newlyweds, alternating pounding away at each of their holes.