Here Cums The Bride!

by B_25

Rating: mature
Tags: Princess Celestia, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Anthro, Original Character, Porn, Fetish, Sex
Length: 11187

A towering and busty princess. The small groom dressed in a white tux. Non-stop sex, over gushing cum, stories high of cake. Tune in now—FOR SEXY RESULTS!

A towering and busty princess.

The small groom dressed in a white tux.

Non-stop sex, over gushing cum, stories high of cake; tune in now—FOR SEXY RESULTS! Cover by Kevinsano | ID: 1562685

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Published 2019-07-23 09:30:01 UTC
Last updated 2019-07-23 09:30:01 UTC

Prologue (By SNES4ever)

I heard a sudden knock on her door as I gloriously awaited my beautiful busty princess whose glorious oversized breast suited only for a royal. I ran to make sure I’ve got everything checked

The glamorous 5,000 bits wedding dress with a veil with an oversized bow on the back and a train as long as the bedroom. Checked

The 9 tiered Wedding Cake with a unique topper with a mini figurine of us. Checked

My handsome shiny white tuxedo and pants along with a top hat. Checked

The music. Checked

Taken special pills for my cum to be overflowing like a porn star. Checked

The flowers arrangement for our vows ceremony, including the bed.
Checked.

The wedding arch in the bedroom.
Checked

I rushed and panicked to see how she felt about it, how much I’ve been working on it. Not knowing that the girl of my dreams is heading towards the door in my home in Ponyville. The princess stood outside, waiting patiently for her most recent client to open the door, she was curious to see just what he had in mind as it always amuses her when her clients are more creative. She then gave the secret knock at least 4 times, and when I opened the door nervously, I noticed her vast humongous breasts and height at 6’4 fitted only for such sex goddess. I couldn’t even speak that I was standing right in front of a princess. I felt short in comparison to my tiny height at 5’4. Just the sight of her without her dress for tonight fantasy in her regular clothing almost gave me a wing boner.

I was nervous gloriously waiting for what she will think about it. I was so worried that my fetish will be a huge turnoff.

“Hi, princess.” I bowed politely.

“Hi there, sweetie” she flirted with me. “I’m very excited about what you had in plans for me. Keep in mind that this would cost you 5,000 bits including 1,000 bits for role-playing and 500 bits for the Creampie finale. If that ok with you?”

I nervously said “It was fine” as I handed over the bits for the princess. I was shaking and rattling, but she puts her loving, warm arms around my body. She then said, “What did you have in plans tonight, Cosmic?”

Then I finally had the guts to tell her what are my secret fetishes are that I had told nopony about. I said to her, “You promise not to cringe or laugh?”

Celestia smiled. “Oh sweetie, I’m used to all sorts of unusual clients requests.”

"All right here we go," I said. “ Ever since I was a young colt I always have a thing for weddings. I always wanted to get married but never had the chance, I was always down to myself. I was always obsessed with brides and fantasized about making love to one of them in their dress. So to make my fantasies come true, I’ve prepared a honeymoon suite for us along with the faux ceremony’s, our sex vows, along with the music as well."

Celestia smiled while I spoke.

"I’ve even baked a gorgeous 9 tiered wedding cake using my family heirloom secret chocolate recipe with a bride and groom cake topper of ourselves. That’s not all I even bought wedding attire for us to wear.”

As I was blushing deep red I tried to look away.

The princess herself blushed deep red and clapped her hands, and said: “Oh sweetheart, that’s one of the most adorable things my clients has ever requested for my services!” She put her hands on my knees, saying, “Sweetie, it’s perfectly normal to have that kind of fantasies. I love playing dress-up, and you know what?" She gave a sly smile. “I always had this kind of fantasy for years.”

I said to her with a flirty smile. “Awesome before we get started I got your wedding dress and veil along with extras including the garter and the flowers bouquet in the living room. I’ve got my white tuxedo and top hat in my bedroom. But before you come in, I’ll give you the queue while you walk slowly down to my bedroom.”

“Sounds like fun!” Celestia slyly smiled back at me. Her gorgeous bod walking towards the living room. As I hurriedly rushed toward the bedroom and getting dressed in the full groom wedding attire by putting on my pants, shirt, shiny, silky white tuxedo and putting on the vintage white top hat that I found at an antique shop nearby. Meanwhile, my soon to be ‘bride’ is getting dressed, it’s took me at least 8 minutes to put on while for her it’s taken her at least 50 minutes.

As I impatiently waited like an actual groom on his wedding day. She gave the cue when she was ready. I hit the play button then suddenly a beautiful guitar and piano rendition of ‘Here Comes the Bride’ started playing. I heard her footsteps noticing that my one-night bride is approaching, then suddenly my sun goddess finally arrives, her gorgeous wedding dress with a train the size of the queen bed with her bosom about to burst to wait for its release. I’m tearing with overjoyed liquid pride in my eyes. She smiled at me flirting, as I shaking a little with my legs under the wedding arch. My princess walked slowly toward me, extending her hands to my hands. Then suddenly the music stopped, he put her flower bouquet on the bed. Then the ceremony began.

I announced, “Do you Princess Celestia take this me to be your one night, groom?”

“I do,” she replied back smiling. “And do you take Cosmic Nebula to be your slutty bride and satisfy her sexually to all her needs?”

“I do,” I replied back.

Then she said, “I now pronounce us royal husband and wife. You may now fuck the bride.”

As we both kiss and now the wedding march started to play. We have both chuckled and blushes deep red while we kiss even more. Then she smiled flirting with me and it gave me an Eskimo kiss and said, “My prince," she said making small romantic kisses, I think its time to cut the cake.”

But I started to notice my cock rasing into a bulge in my pants at seeing her in the dress that made me want to smash the beautiful cake on her hot flank. Then her beautiful hands wrapped in the gorgeous white gloves grabbed the cake knife, then I put my hands on her, together we made our first ceremonial cut me wants to smash the cake against her hot flank. Then we made our second cut she scooped up the cake, we both held half together smashing it in each other faces. We both heavily blushed and giggled as our faces have become smeared with frosting.

Cake Covered Cum (By B_25)

Cake Covered Cum (By B_25)

Wedding Vows and Wows
B_25 & SNES4ever

I don’t know how long we stayed like that, with heavy breaths escaping through our snouts, hearts exploding against our chests, the heat of our bodies rising in the proximity of skin soon brushing together. Electricity tingled underneath my skin at the first contact, cooled only by the frosting and cake coating my suit.

“How does it feel to be in my shadow, small boy?” It took craning my neck back for my eyes to set on the princess, who towered over me effortlessly. Her hand rested on her hip, which was pushed to the side. The mountains of her breasts filled out the front of her dress, white and round and soft, threatening to explode into freedom at tiniest addition of pleasure. “You bought me for the night—so you better be able to ride me for just as long.”

I wasn’t sure what to say, or even what to say—other than my dreams were becoming real. In the distance, the song faded from the air, leaving us with a low hum. Celestia threw her slender arms over my shoulders, lowering herself while she did so, her bountiful breasts jiggling inches before my nose.

“But what kind of a bride would I be, honey, if I first didn’t get you into the mood?” Her arms crossed behind my head, and at once, they pressed against it. My face went flying into the warm slit of her cleavage, the trimmed, smooth fur giving way to the warm, soft skin underneath. “Do you like that? Having your face shoved into your loving wife’s chest?” Her drunk giggles of pleasure ached my cock with a throb. “Even if I do something like this!?”

I had no idea what she meant, that was until her arms slid away from my back. At once, upturned wrists pressed into the sides of her bust, squeezing her massive orbs together, bunching them close as they welled upward, suffocating me nothing but boob.

“It looks like I have you locked in! Why, by how small you are, it looks like my chest can just.... gobble you up!” She laughed again and again, making my cock twitch over and over. “Would you like that? To be smothered by my big boobies as you suffocate between them?”

Princess Celestia was really, really fucking good at this.

“There’s only one way to find out!” With my face tucked deep in her cleavage, the sides of her breasts welling over my cheeks, all I was able to raise were my eyes. High and higher, along her wide collarbone to her slender neck—to the gorgeous, heavenly face of Celestia herself. “You won’t need to say a thing, dear. I’ll be able to tell how much you like this when your cock starts to poke against my thigh.”

Her ethereal mane covered her right eye and down her face, with her bottom lip tucked it, bit down, and a blush coating her left cheek. My heartbeat at that fact. She was getting off to bossing me around as I was being bossed around! She was so big, towering and powerful, hiding her some of her face a mysterious allure my cock ached at.

And her rack was too big for me to even see her thighs from.

But with that said, her wrists held her breasts together while she started to shake her chest, the heavy bounces of her breasts barely contained by her arm. They were strong and powerful, every drop of boob like an earthquake exploding against my cheek. With every bounce of her chest, they flew away by an inch, allowing my face to sink deeper into her bosom.

“Do you like that my love? To be fucked around by my big fucking tits, sinking ever deeper into them as I play around? I can feel you. Your tiny face tucked away by my chest.” A husky tone edged around her words, little squeaks of moans eliciting from in-between each. “You better be careful my tiny lower. They’ll gobble you up if you’re not careful!”

I couldn’t care if they did! There’s no other feeling in the world then sinking into the chest of the princess, feeling the heavenly size of her breasts wobble and joust and beat and conform against your face, the smacks hard, but sinking into their plushness soft.

I clenched my eyes and grit my teeth. My hips gyrated by themselves, the tightness in my dress pants growing unbearable. My cock stretched the fabric out, like a tent being pitched, straining the material to its limits.

“What’s this? Is my lover finding it out to restrain himself about be motorboated by my big fat boobies?” Celestia then decided to play it dirty—or dirtier than what she was already doing. Knowing my face was wedged in her cleavage, her arms came back over my shoulders, hugging me tightly to her body. “Then let’s sure we get your pants as wet as my panties, shall we?”

I didn’t know what she meant by that, but my body felt every meaning behind her words. A weak gasp escaped my lips at the nearly painful aching pulsating from my cock, teased beyond belief, and desperately searching for any form of relief.

Princess Celestia continued to hug my body tight against her bust while she started rocking her body. Stacked beyond compare, her boobs flew up and over my face, falling and crashing against me, jiggling back into place with me stuck in the middle.

And while she was doing that, my cock had reached the softness of her thigh. At once, I knew she had lied. She called them just a leg, when really, they were the thickest thighs I’d ever felt in my life. Round and plush and smooth to move across, they could swallow anything part of me that I pressed against it.

And, of course, that was my cock.

“For such a small boy, you’ve got a monstrous cock.” Her head rocked back while her spine seemed to tingle with electricity brewed with pure pleasure. Something about feeling me down there was getting her off more than Celestia was expecting. “There’s so little of you and so much of me, but with you—mmmhmm!—heavy package, I have a feeling everything will feel complete.”

I wasn’t sure what to say or feel while her massive tits kept rocking over my face, smothering me and nearly crushing me, pulling my body harder against her own, desperate to just feel me against her. If all of me could be pressed tightly against her, I think Celestia may cry out of joy in response.

But I found myself quickly doing that myself.

Both of her heavy thighs slammed into either side of my fabric covered cock, the smooth material being rubbed as her legs did the same together. More moans rocked from above, more flicks followed from her hips—for such a big girl, she was trying to get every little feeling out of my tiny body to please her massive frame.

“I need to feel you against me! Your cock is soooo tight beneath those pants, and they feel so good against my thighs! How does a guy like you have such a thick cock? Why can’t I just press and hold you over every inch of my body?!” She pulled me in closer, my chest pressing into the front of her breasts, which weighed into my chest, impressing against it. “Let me feel the heat of your long cock against my needy big pussy. Grind against me already!”

Princess Celestia was already taking care of the situation that I wasn’t sure what I was supposed to do. But with a few blinks, I quickly realized my mistake. Here I was, being titty fucked by the two most enormous breasts I’d ever seen in my life, with my long, throbbing cock being held in between the smoothness of her thighs—and I had yet to start humping!

So I gave into my desires. Letting the heavyweight of her breasts continue to smother my head, I let my dick probe deeper into her thighs, treating me into the delight that would come from thrusting into the real thing.

Out of reflex, her thighs mushed together when my cock slid all the way between them, like they were trying to halt it by slamming down against it, striving to hold it in place with their plentiful supply of thigh—but failing, when I pulled back, to lock me in place. My cock only sunk into the depths of her legs, but I still pulled out alright.

“You’re fucking my thighs like a good husband, aren’t you? Stuffing your cock between my thick thighs as I rub my legs together against them.” Celesta’s arms slid over my body, and she leaned back, bringing up her breasts with her. “The feelings of your hardness between my softness is getting to me, lover. Don’t think you can get away not satisfying what you’ve stirred up inside of me.”

I shook my head as the fresh air blew into my nose. For so long, being stuffed into her chest, the only smell the scent of Celestia: a solid perfume of no particular flavour but of an intense effect—making me hungry to devour more of it into my lungs.

But now that I was free, a new smell filled the air around us, joined by the two of us, though one part of it was bigger than the other. Musk. Masculine but mostly feminine. Thick and dense and attacking my lungs and aching my cock into wanting to just fucking be stuck into something.

And my eyes were drawn toward its source.

Celestia hiked up the front of her dress, with only one hand, pulling it over her taut belly, revealing what my cock craved below. The smoothness of her thick thighs led to the heaviness of her crotch—looking like it could crush my head if it ever found itself there.

Died by eating out the princess’s creamy pussy, my face buried in her crotch, cheeks crushed by the massive size of her thighs. But I wouldn’t mind going out that way—not when her delicious pussy would be oozing creamy delight onto my open tongue.

But then my eyes settled on her panties, pure white like her coat, the fabric pressed against by the heftiness backed inside her pussy. It strained the material, like a hungry beast desperate beast hungry to get out and feed—the length and girth of my cock being its main prize.

“See this pussy, lover?” Celestia giggled into her other hand while her mane still covered her eye. Seconds later, that same hand touched down on her collarbone, tracing over her juicy breast—which bounced slightly out of response—before stroking down the tightness of her belly, coming to the top brim of her underwear. “Caught underneath this dress and underwear? It’s hungry for you. It’s itching to have all of your dick inside of it—can’t you see my slit sucking in the fabric? Your cock looks like it’s doing the same.”

I nodded my head, and my other head bowed as well, the first time both were in agreement about anything.

“But see my fingers here? These are going to do what your dick can only dream of doing.” And with that, the white, slender fingers of her hand dipped beneath the band of her panties, pushing it out slightly as they then dug inside. “First, your cock wants to be slammed down on my flat belly. After that, it once to slip inside my panties—like how my fingers are doing so right now.”

I watched—with drool quite possibly leaking from my mouth—as more of her sleek hand disappeared within the depths of her tight panties. The back of her hands bugled against the fabric while her fingers sunk into the hungry lips already pressing against the underwear.

“Do you like what you see, big boy? How my hand is playing with my pussy?” She rolled her head back while she played with herself, teasing out more of those tingles to rock her spine. “I’m so wet down there because of you. You could slide all the way in, and my tight, warm walls would hug aaaaaall around you as you pushed yourself in.”

I wasn’t sure what the hell I was supposed to do then, standing in the shadow of this towering princess as she played with herself. Her eye gazed down at me from above, closing in a wink meant only for me. Below, the hand in her panties clumped together, all three fingers diving in deep into the depths of her cunt.

“You better get on that bed over there, big boy.” Celestia licked her lips and pumped her cunt, slowly at first to the rising of her moans, quickening with intensity as she continued getting off to herself. “Because with how fucking horny I’m getting, we’re going to need that bed for everything bad little thing I’m going to do to your naughty body.”

I didn’t need to be told twice on what I was supposed to do, but even then, I had to admit that moving was kinda hard. Harder than my dick, at least, though that was a hard feat to top at the moment. Watching this towering woman please her pussy from underneath her dress drew me closer rather than further away—but knowing she’d do every little thing I desire when we hit the bit allowed me to start working back.

I came to the bed which covered the whole corner of the room, vast enough to hold five of us if we so desired it. When I sat down on it, my bottom sunk into the mattress, which was plush but firm, able to hold me as it conformed to me.

In the distance, with a final moan followed by her hips flicking into her hand, Princess Celestia rolled her head back down. She turned her head and gazed over at me, smiling while withdrawing her hand up to her face. Then she ambled over to me, licking her fingers while she did so, tasting her sweetness.

“Lay down on the bed, sweetie, and I’ll give that face of yours the ride it’s been craving.” Princess Celestia cast me in her shadow again, and I gulped as her towering feminine sexuality dwarfed over me. With a gulp, I nodded, lying back on the bed, feeling my heart thundering in my chest. “So little of you and so much of me. Guess we’ll just have to make this... compact, won’t we?”

I heard the sounds of her panties being tugged and pulled down her legs. The being kicked and slid across the ground. With a soft purr, she moved again, coming closer and closer and ever so closer.

I risked lifting my head to gaze to my right. With a gulp, I watched her bring the cart with the cake on top of it with her. With a giggle, Celestia stripped her panties down the dress, kicking them aside like they were nothing.

“If I’m going to be your desert,” she said with a glint in her eye, “then I need to start making myself sweeter, don’t I?”

Celestia then to the cake and, bringing her chest to either side of it, smothered it with her breasts. Every jiggle only coated her white orbs further. Then, upon hugging the cake, she thrust her body into its side, fucking and splattering the frosty goodness across her towering frame.

And then she turned and set her heavy ass on the second set of the cake, rubbing her cheeks over the bakery, coating her pussy in even more of the sweetness. Damn. Her whole body was dripping with cake—and I wanted to be nothing more than the tongue that licked her body cleaned.

Then Celestia started walking to the bed, giggling, and with my hoping that my dream would later become true.

The bed creaked as it bored the hefty weight of her sexuality. Keeping still was impossible. I twitched, shivering as she squeaked closer. Her laughter was drunk, and everything about her was coated in the cake. Her shadow passed over me, as did the rest of her body—until the back of each of her legs set down either side of my head.

I gazed up across the back of her dress, searching up it to the back of her head, feeling as far as away as the sky. Damn, she was huge—and in an excellent way. Her head turned over her shoulder, enough for me to see the glint of her eye gazing down at me.

“You look so cute caught between my legs down there.” Celestia smiled as she struck out her back, the heavy cheeks of her ass clapping over my head. Only inches away and looking ready to crush my face. “If I laid down on your right now, I don’t think anyone else would think that I had you underneath me.”

But she laughed with tilting her head back and cover her mouth with a hand. She twerked her hips, up and down, the clapping of her ass the sweetest smacks to my ears. They rolled on like alabaster hills with a creamy coating of cake still across the surface. And then, without warning, Celestia dropped her trunk with all its junk onto my face.

A muffled scream escaped my lips. It reverberated off the hills of Celestia’s flanks, being jiggled and rippled away. The width of her ass took the whole of my face with ease, slipping it into the crack in-between. Stuffy air wafted into my snout at once. Clean, thankfully, but the dense, feminine musk permeated thicker from back here.

“What are you waiting for, Cosmic? You’ve been staring at my ass forever now, but now that you’re in-between my cheeks, you’re not doing a thing!” At once, the fuzzy white cheeks, softer than soft then clamped to the sides of my head—locking it in place. “And not only that, you haven’t had any of your desserts yet!”

What the hell did she mean by that?

Celestia rocked her ass on my face for a few moments, leaning forward on the bed with the rest of her body covering my own, pumping her butt into my face. Her cheeks jumped and humped against me, squishing as they pressed into me, tingling my cock with electric arousal. Seconds later, they’d pull away—before slamming into me again as she guided her hips backward.

What other guys could be luckier than me? Lying back while the princess backward humped my face with the massive globes of her ass, all while sitting almost like a dog. The terrible feral feeling of it all pushed my cock to the hardest against my pants—I was almost afraid it’d blow through.

The squeaks of tiny wheels floated closer to the bed. “I hope you don’t mind, but I bringing your cake closer for both of us to enjoy. It would be a... waste for it go unused.” The squishy sound of cake being smashed filled my ears, and a second later, seeing her cake-covered hand filled my eyes with it being rubbed over her pussy. “Are you going to eat your treat now, or do I have to put a cherry on top?”

I chuckled, finding some space from in-between her cheeks to speak. “I think there’s already one there.”

Celesta’s clit had peeked out from under its hood, small and round and fuzzy, begging to be licked and sucked and suckled.

“Oh?” Celestia rocked her hips back, enough to hover the centre of her bottom over me. Her cake coated pussy hung over my head, delicious to the eye, waiting to be savoured on my tongue. “Then what are you waiting for?” She smiled before dropping her crotch onto my face, the view of her pussy and belly all that I could see. “Pleasure this cunt until I come, lover boy.”

My eyes shined in response to being so close to my treat. Rather have my cock inside of there, but at least we were getting somewhere. Opening my mouth, I kissed the pink lips of Celestia’s folds, feeling them shiver out of response. The singing of moans from above confirmed my efforts; the tasting of cake and femcum tasting even sweeter on my tongue.

“Such a good point pleasing the cunt of his princess.” Princess Celestia started rubbing her crotch up and down my face, dragging my mouth along with it as I made out with her pussy. My tongue probed inside, licking more of her nectar—I couldn’t drink enough of it! “I do suppose you’ve suffered from your erection for long enough.”

Was she... finally done teasing me?

“But first!” It took craning my neck back to see her heavy breasts bouncing above, that, and her other hand coating itself in more cake. She then smeared it over her white jugs, letting them burst free from her dress. Pink nipples dressed in frosty white. “Time to treat myself to my own body first!”

I nearly rolled my eyes had being teased again, but when she lifted a jug into her mouth, sucking at her own breast... the show was more than enough to get me back into eating her pussy. Seeing her go to town on her own tit, trying to fit more of it into her own mouth, getting off to just her own body... fuck my cock was beyond hard now.

Celestia pulled the tit out of her mouth, licking the remaining patches of cake on the roundness of her breath. With that out of the way, she swallowed and moaned as a lump went down her throat, disappearing beyond her chest.

“Now then, I think you’ve been properly teased.” Celestia swept a strand of hair over her ear, freeing most of her face for what was going to come next. She hunched into herself, pressing her ass and pussy into my face again as she lurched herself over my crotch. “And don’t get me wrong, Cosmic.” The metallic zip of my zipper being pulled was pleasant to my ears—the feeling of my cock flopping into freedom freeing a sigh. “I’ve been hungry for your cock this whole time.”

It was hard to see what was happening over at the lower half of my body. Celestia brought her rump into the air and pressed it back into my face, something my head had to raise with. But sometimes, I could glance under to see her heavy breath dangling over my stomach—and her head inches above the head of my cock.

Celestia came down, smiling, and kissed my tip.

I groaned and flicked my hips in response. Why wouldn’t Celestia just suck me off already! My hips continued to flick, my crotch continued to flick, and my cock continued to ache. It built and expanded, and the pressure became unrelenting.

“It’s a shame you have me pinning you down right now, or else you would have been able to shove your cock aaaaall the way down my throat.” Her hand wrapped around the base of my cock, enduring the initial twitch. Slowly, she pumped my dick. “Don’t you worry. I’m done teasing you. Now I’m going to give you everything that you want.”

Finally. Finally! My eyes rolled back in my head when her mouth opened, guiding down the length of my cock, letting my head and underside rest on the wet softness of her tongue. It was only when she took me halfway in that her plush lips finally sealed around my girth, kissing over the place they held me.

I shivered in place, my head hitting the bed with a pant—to the groan of the princess. My cock slipped out of her mouth, a bridge of drool connecting the two. She nearly growled at me, still holding my dick. “Don’t think your break is up yet. Pleasure my pussy, and I’ll do the same to your cock.”

My mouth flew back up to her mouth, squishy and soft, and my lips set on her slit. I suckled on her clit while my tongue probed inside of her, feeling the tight walls within contract around me. Beyond taut, begging to be pressed apart—when oh when would we finally fuck?

I could feel my cock twitching from the inside of her mouth. Her tongue cupped the underside of my dick, licking up and down at my salty taste, though if any of the cake got down there, maybe some sweetness mixed with the taste. Swipes of her tongue curled around my girth, licking at the itches that burned beneath the skin.

Then Celestia picked up the pace.

Instead of licking at my cock, she lowered her mouth into my length, taking my tip into the back of her throat. Shivers of pleasure twisted my hips in a way I no longer could repress. I arched my hips into the air, thrusting my cock into the back of her throat—its silky walls guided my size all the way in.

It made me proud, in a way, that the princess had to use most of her throat to take in all of my size. From there, she bobbed my head in tandem to the flicks of my hips, pushing in when I flicked up and pulling back when I fell back down. She pumped her ass and pussy into my face while she did so, the two of us in perfect sync while she fucked.

Though, after a few more moments of sucking my dick, using her throat to clench the aching our of my dick, and coating it in her spittle, we both were ready for the next step. Her pussy quivered with juices leaking down from her base—Celestia was wet before, but now, she was drenched in femcum.

“Mmmhmm!” Celestia pulled her mouth off my cock, keeping her tongue rolled out. Her eyes cast over at me, shining, while she panted like a dog through her open mouth. “It would appear you, and I are, well, properly lubricatedfor what comes next.”

Celestia came off to the right of me, right to where the remaining tower of the cake stood. Gazing at me from over her shoulder, she smiled, taking a handful of cake and slathering it over her breasts, which dripped with arousal once more.

“Well? What are you waiting for?” Celestia then laid back on the bed, her arms slipping around and underneath her bust, announcing their shape and keeping them tightly together. How they just popped out and expanded at the tiniest of pressure... “Come over here and titfuck me already. Your cock is more than ready, and my boobs are more than big enough and soft enough to handle them.”

I rose on the bed, my erection making it hard to move. It swayed in the air, too big to even slap against my thigh as I crawled over to Celestia. While she lay on her back, her one eye was focused on me—or rather, following every bob of my dick. She loved the thing, and wanted nothing more than for her boobies to be fucked by them.

I came to the side of her long body and, deciding it would be the best place to fuck her chest, swung my legs over each side of her body. I hovered over the top of her belly, feeling her heated skin warm my ass while my cock poked at the underside of her rack.

“Well? What are you waiting for?” Celestia smirked at me as she hugged her chest harder, causing her white jugs to well into the air even further. She swayed them left and ride, wet smacking sounds breaking the silence. “Aren’t you going to fuck my boobs with your dick? Or are you scared you won’t last that long in-between them.”

I answered her by placing a hand on each of her breasts, feeling her erect tits press into my palms. They were soft and hard at the same time, like little sticks full of pleasure to be played with. When my fingers clamped down on her boobs, they welled between my fingers, expanding outward and tingling my body with pleasure at only the feeling.

Seconds later, my cock slid into the crack at the underside of her chest, feeling it slip through the softness of her orbs which weighed into it. Celestia smiled, squeezing her chest even tighter, though while her boobs beat into my dick harder, they only impressed against it while it slides ever forward.

When I had thrust all the way forward, a whimper of a moan escaped my lips, and then I pulled back—before shoving myself through her cleavage again. Quickly, I picked up speed, the wet smacking cracking all other sounds besides our joined moans.

“I want to make you happy.” Princess Celesta’s face smiled at me from below, all while she squeezed her tits whenever I slid in. “I want you to remember fucking my tits as being the greatest thing you’ve ever experienced in your life.”

“That’s not going to be a hard feat to achieve,” In replied through clenched teeth. Already my hips were rocking to the rhythm of her body, her breaths falling away as I slid in, then squishing over my full length with their heavyweight once I was all the way in and trying to pull out. “I-I think... if we keep this up...”

“You’ll spray your juicy cum over my face and on my veil?” Celestia laughed while squeezing her tits together, having to feel how my cock twitch harder and faster against the sides of her breasts. “That’s exactly what I was hoping for, loverboy.”

There was no sense in holding it back. The aching in my cock reached its breaking point, and the squeal leaving my lips left me with few seconds to finish. Fucking Celestia’s chest as fast as I could, feeling her breasts roll over my cock from the force of my own movements, the way the held, stuffed, and smothered my dick with their hefty weight left me in no match for them—they could milk me without losing a thing.

Shoving myself all the way into her lifted dress and tight bust, my cock slid all the way to the bottom of her chin. Celesta's mouth opened and came down around the head of my dick, sucking my girth while licking my tip, breaking the aching sensation welling in my balls. That dam withholding my pleasure broke underneath the pressure of constant, feminine sexuality.

My balls churned with cum and my tip slipped out from her lips. Clenching my eyes, torrent after torrent shot out from my coat, a release and relief making me pant with the heaviest of moans—all of them just all so glad to be free.

My eyes opened to the sight, and I almost laughed at it. Pump after pump of my gooey white cum sprayed over the face and veil of the princess, who, with an opened mouth and using her hands to rub her breasts, massaged more and more of my white essence over her body.

"I feel like a pornstar right now!" I'd always had a big dick, but I also had even bigger balls, allowing me to coat most of the bed in my seed alone. Every time a layer would collect on Celesta's tongue—looking almost like the frosting on the cake—she would close both her eyes and her mouth, tilting her head all the way back, swallowing, while her fingers traced the bulge against her throat all the way down to her chest.

In the meantime, more of my seed splattered against her cheek, rendering it whiter than white.

After a few more moments of nothing but cumming, the pumps of my cock slowed, shorter and quicker, the shooting distance of my seed landing only as far as her collarbone. Once my dick was done, oozing only trickles of my white essence now, I fought the temptation, with my sudden exhaustion, to fall and lie down on top of Celesta's body.

"My oh my!" The princess cried while rolling her head forward, her eye still covered. Licking her lips, she then blew me a kiss. "Aren't you a naughty prince? Spraying my face and my veil and my dress in your creamy thick cum. Mmm!"

"Figured our cake could use a bit more frosting." I chuckled. "Was I sweet enough for you?"

Celestia responded by placing her hands on my chest and pushing. I was so small, and she was so tall, that the tiniest push from her could send me flying back on the bed. Thankfully it was soft, with my soft cock slapping against my thigh.

Not that it would be flaccid for much longer.

"I've already got a taste for the sweetest parts about you, my groom." Celestia flopped onto her side, the size of her orbs lifting her body more than a few inches off from the bed. Her heavy bottom then raised into the air, the tail of her dress like a carpet leading down her derriere and over her long legs. "You've given me so many treats, Cosmic, but you've yet to put anything in my oven."

Her distant, prismatic covered face grinned back at me. One of her hands trailed again to her ass, slapping her cheeks—to her own squeal—as they shook around, slowing, in a few, tantalizing, light bounces. "And you know just the oven I want you to shove your sweetness into."

Her hand grabbed at the fabric and hiked it up over her back, exposing her furry white cheeks beneath the dress. Tucked below and in-between, the smooth slope of her pussy teased my eyes with their slight, her pink slit coming to part by the second at my gaze.

It didn't take long for the aching feeling in my cock, though slightly sore, to return once more. But that only made everything feel better. When else was I going to fuck a princess again, much like this? Soreness was worth it getting to cup that ass and plunder that pussy.

So I stood up on the bed, and with my erection now stiff, wobbled over there with it swaying in the air. The size and girth of my dick made it hard to walk, especially when it throbbed. Had I been weaker, I might have just jerked one out to be done with the painful kind of pleasure—but knowing where I would get to stick my cock inside made the wait more than worthwhile.

By the time I reached the backside, she was already waving her butt left and right, letting her cheeks jiggle by the movement. For I moment, I hope she would twerk them, allowing me to see their heavy rise and fall, bounces that could demolish wooden tables.

But that was hope for another time, maybe.

I gave a slap to her cheeks, the spanking sound followed by a whimper of a moan. Then my hand slapped down on her flanks, sinking into their softness, kneading her cheeks, feeling them well, in a sensation of cock-tingling pleasure in the gaps between my fingers.

"Well? What are you waiting for, my prince?" Celestia gazed at me from over the long expanse of her dress covered back, though when our eyes met, she smiled seductively—before turning her head forward. "My pussy isn't going to pleasure itself. Fuck me like the good little girl that I am. Fill my tightness with your bigness."

She tilted her head back and growled in a fit of pleasure. "Fuck me, Cosmic, fuck my tight little pussy!"

I smiled... who the hell was I to keep her waiting?

Lifting her ass up only slightly, I shifted myself forward, feeling my crotch pressed against her plush backside. The cushion of her ass smothered my cock in a softness that made fucking Princess Celestia doggy style all the more better.

Then, fiddling with my hips, I lined the head of my cock with the slit of her pussy, giving a quick flick to her clit. The shudder that rocked her body and throttled her cheeks against my dick was worth the extra effort—as was the little gush juices trickling out from the base of her pussy.

Fuck I was good at this!

"Are you ready, my love?" I said. My cock raised into the base of her pussy, feeling her folds rubbing across the sides of my dick as I entered the opening of her cunny. Her tight little hole exhaled warm air on my tip, inviting all of me into the warm and wet sauna within. "I'm about to fuck you long, and I'm about to fuck you hard. You'll be screaming my name as I ram my cock aaaaall the way inside of you."

And I reached the side of the bed, grabbing a handful of cake again from the nearly destroyed tower, smashing it against her crotch. "And we'll be getting dirty in that wonderful cake as we fuck non-stop."

Celestia smiled and, leaning onto one arm, used her other hand to cup more cake. Sticking her tongue out, she flung it at me, covering and coating my right cheek in frosty. I quickly licked it away; she immediately rocked her bottom into my cock. "Are you going to be all talk, my love, or are you going to fuck me already?!"

I didn't need to be told twice as her massive ass rocked into my crotch, the girth of my cock shooting inside her tight tunnel. At once, my head threw back with a whimper leaving my lips. How the fuck can someone so big be this tight? My cock is ready to explode with how her cunt is clenching all around me!

But like hell I was going to let her get away with this. Taking charge, I rose slightly, thrusting my hips back and forth, shoving my full length in and out of her tight tunnel. Only, grabbing the base of her tail, I when I slammed in, I pulled on it, pulling her ass and pussy into my incoming cock.

Her supple cheeks bounced at every contact, meshing and pressing against my crotch, coming to jiggle away in the most beautiful massage against my stomach. Celestia couldn't stop moaning whenever I shoved myself all the way inside of her—I doubt she ever had someone as big as me to fill her up like this before.

And while this was happening, one hand was enduring the drops of her heavy ass, and the other, more playful, went for the cake and threw it at her ass, then at her pussy—the sugary coating allowing me to slide in and out more easily—then over her back, then an undershot at her massive jugs bouncing from our thrusts—and, of course, a few at her face whenever she turned around to gaze at me long enough.

Celestia was equally as cheeky. When I pulled on her tail, it was almost like she didn't need the cue to bring her trunk with all its junk crashing against and into my cock. Raising and dropping her bottom, she was fucking me as much as I was fucking her, but control didn't matter—not when we net equal pleasure from the act.

And of course, she reached for cake and flew it at me when I wasn't expecting it. After a heavy press of her ass against my cock, with moist walls of her pussy clenching their hardest around my girth, my head flew back at the overload of pleasure—a near scream of joy that netted a cake to the face from the princess.

She had planned all that to get me!

"Mmhmm! Groom! How were you born with such a big, fat, long cock? It's not fair! You're so small, and yet, the thing between your legs is the biggest thing about you!" Celestia rocked her ass harder into my tiny frame—my stamina was fading, and the drops of her cheeks were nearly too heavy for me to hold. The weight of her sexuality was becoming closet to unbearable—but fuck did they feel good! "Fuck me harder, prince! Punish this tight pussy! Make me crave no other cock than yours!"

But I knew to fuck her doggy style was only to get so far. She was calling the shots, backing her ass and clenching her cunt. Holding her towering body with her substantial assets would wear me down, and that was no good if I was going to give the princess the dicking she so desperately craved.

"Is that what you want, princess? To ride my cock until I fill every inch of you with my creamy coating baking inside my balls?" I stepped back, feeling her pussy tightened, nearly out of reflex, as I pulled myself out of her cunt. Losing the subtle heat of her cheeks backed against my crotch made me twitch at once—I needed to get back inside of her. And quickly. "Then lie down on your back, with your legs spread, so I can fuck your pussy properly."

"Or you could get that cake in my ass nooooow," she joked.

The princess purred like a cat at me, raising her hand like a paw and scratching the air. "Starting to take charge, are you? I love it when my groom finally starts showing his balls." Her hand reached for another slice of cake, but instead of flinging at my face, she threw it at my throbbing cock, coating it in frosty sweetness. "But if you don't have enough frosting in that heavy sack of yours to fill up my baking oven—well, you better get ready to be milked for weeks to make up for it."

I grinned. Princess Celestia laid on her back, the globes of her butt raising her slightly from the bed, all while her legs swung out to the side. With a drunk laugh, Celestia sent the slender digits of her white hand to the bottom of her dress, hiking it once more over her belly, exposing her pussy again. Strands of hair rose above the creamy top of cake and frosty, with her cunny nearly winking in need to be filled by my throbbing cock again.

"You say that now," I began while waddling between her legs, pausing over her crotch, "but even though you're bigger than me, there might not be enough of you to take every pump of my cock. Every time I finish, I only spray out more and more."

Celestia licked her lips while rubbing a hand over her pussy, teasing it with her fingers, shaking her bottom to express all that she felt. Fuck was she horny. Unable to keep without my dick for longer than a few seconds before she had to tease herself—waiting for me to come back and fuck her tight cunt with my cock again.

"It would appear that you and I are only... mmhmm... speaking words right now." Celestia drew her fingers over her clit, drawing soft, slow circles over it, the small smacks of her flicks accentuated only by her low moans. Fuck. Was she about to pleasure herself without me? "How about you stick that fat cock back inside my tight pussy and see who's actions align with their words?"

I nearly collapsed at her crotch. With the remains of cake on my hand, I brought it down to her heated slit, which, at the brushing of skin, Celestia pulled away from her hand. "Do you plan to tease me further, prince? I may just have to finish the job myself if you take too long."

I only smiled while rubbing the bits of cake over her folds, coating them in the baked batter. Anything to make them taste better; the breaking and meshing of cake against my cock as I thrust in and out always made the extra effort worthwhile.

Once her pussy was mostly covered in bits of cake and smeared with frosting, I pulled back from her cunt. Her legs were propped up on either side of me, making me feel like I was at a feast. If we had more time, I would have eaten that pussy like it was an all you can eat cake buffet.

But I knew what my job was.

Placing my hands on each of her thighs, feeling my palm sink into the plushness, her softness welling between my fingers, I edged my cock over her exposed crotch. The weight of her gaze made my movements heavier, but at the same time, motivated me to please the towering girl with the best of my ability.

I slapped my cock onto her crotch, feeling my underside slip through her slip, the weight of my dick beating into her clit. Princess Celestia shook underneath me, arching her back and rising slightly, moaning my name underneath my tongue.

You seriously thought you're the only one who knows how to tease? I know you're desperate for me, Celestia. Touching yourself like that, rocking your body like I wouldn't notice. You need me. All of me to enter every inch of you. So here's some revenge for earlier.

But I didn't bother with all of that—not when my cock was aching as much as her pussy was clenching to have me. Slowly, I moved my hips back, feeling my cock slide down her slit and settling at the base of her cunt, stretching her lips apart to accommodate for my size.

"Hope you're ready to take me, my bride," I whispered. "For here comes the groom!"

I slid my cock inside her tight tunnel, the baking heat of her pussy warming my cock from the cold it endured being out in the open air. It was like getting out of the pool, freezing for a few moments, only to hop into a hot tub and warm back right away.

I slid myself all the way inside of her, gritting my teeth and curling my toes, feeling her slick walls glide over my length. Her juices made my dick wet, letting me back out with ease, and thrust back in quicker.

"Is that all you have, sweetie?" Celestia crossed her legs together, over my shoulders, pressing against the sides of my neck. She shortened the space at her crotch, drawing more of my body against it. "You can fuck my pussy harder than that, can't you? Do you need more cake lathered against our privates?"

I laughed. "Just you watch!"

Gritting my teeth, I thrust in and out of her pussy, smashing my crotch against her own, my balls slapping against her ass, everything rock of my body making her breasts jiggle on her chest. Fuck, they were round and huge and big. I was motivated to fuck her harder at seeing how high I can make her white puppies leap into the air.

If only I were taller, I would lean over the sprawling length of her body, letting my hands rest on her breasts and hold onto them for support. To feel them rocking and bouncing and bringing me around for the ride cause my cock to throb from inside her cunt. She clenched when I slid in, making me pushed through a heavy defence which only pleasured us more; when she did the same once I backed it, her grip was so tight that I was worried she might have pinned me still.

"Oooooh! Are you so good at this, my prince?" Princess Celestia's eye rolled into the back of her head, her mouth open, tongue dolled out. One hand gripping the sheets of the bed, clenching it whenever my cock blew into her tightness; one hand resting on her breast, kneading it as it bounced up and down through the air. "Punishing my pussy the way it's craved for far too long. Oh, we should have fucked long ago."

Finally, something we can agree on.

"But I'm getting so tired of you doing all the work! You're fucking me soooo good, and yet, there's only so much you can do." Her legs locked together in utter tightness over my back, pinning me all the way inside her pussy. The inner-walls undulated over my dick, milking my skin for every inch of pleasure it could obtain. "You've been most of the work so far—it's about time I let my sweet prince rest."

Seconds later, she leaned up and, letting her legs fall off my shoulders, pushed my chest back again. Once more, I fell back, but this time, laid still while the creaking of springs sung into my ears. The indention of the mattress impression instilled a sense of unbalance in my stomach and a fear of trying to stand up.

"You lie there, lover, and let your big Celestia do most of the work."

My cock ached in the air, throbbing in the frosty air, desiring to be warm and wetly tucked away again. Raising a twitchy hand, I went to jerk myself off even a pump or two—but a smooth hand smacked my own away.

Celestia sat on her knees to my right, her massive white jugs devouring most of my vision, with her distant face nearly blurry with the sheer distance that separated us. With a smirk, she raised and swung a leg over to the side of my body, coming to hover over my crotch—to hover most of my body.

"You're such a good groom, aren't you?" Celestia smiled. She then looked left. I followed her gaze, to where the towering cake still stood and the cart next to it. Her hand reached out and grabbed the bouquet of roses, bringing them back and, with a smile, clutching them to her chest. "The best of the best roses, all just for me! For that, my lover, you deserve the ride of your life—and me as well!"

Celestia let her legs buckle fully, having lined her pussy with my erect cock, shoving my full length past her slit and into her cunt at once. When she fell, her sheer body, from the long legs, thick thighs, heavy ass, taut belly, to big fucking tits slammed down onto my body—covering every inch of me, that was, except for my head.

Guess she only did that because a guy still has to breathe.

The full weight of Celestia's body came slamming down onto my crotch, hers meeting my own, a powerful drop that twitched my cock with a sheer force I could never match—not even with my most intense thrust. With a smile, she lifted her body up, the weight of her body leaving my own. For a moment, I felt hollow, missing feeling... crushed.

And then she slammed down on me again.

Her ass crashed down onto my thighs, filling out against them while her boobs jousted in the air. Celestia made no attempt to try and contain her little sisters. Not that the word 'little' could ever be used to describe them. But when she impaled herself onto my dick, she flicked her hips to ride out the feeling of moving my cock from inside of her, milking the warmth and the sensation, arching her back causing her white puppies to bounce out of the result.

But then she picked up into a trace. With nothing else to grab onto, my hands felt the sheets of the bed, and my fingers curled into them. When her ass would drop, and my back will arch from the impact of sheer pleasure, my hands sometimes reached up to grab and knead her supple cheeks, making me shake my hips to ride the feeling of her tight walls against my cock again.

"I'm worried I may crush your little body if I drop my big butt onto you too quickly," Celestia said, Rising and dropping, her breasts jumped freely around, making my cock rear for release at how such big jugs, so full and so supple could jump around so loosely. No girl should be given such wonderful assets. "But I'm too horny to care! You better outlast me, my prince, for I intend to ride your cock until it's milked dry. My cunt is just so fucking hot and tight for you. I'm so fucking close... fuck me... fuck me!"

This was the last stretch. My fingers nearly cut through the sheets from how tightly I was gripping it, the intense weight of pussy and ass busting onto my crotch and expanding onto it, feeding every sensation with hefty pleasure blowing my mind but not my cock. Celestia's pussy contracted tighter and tighter, her walls welling with juices, her climax moments away, though mine would only be for a few seconds longer.

Celestia had forgone caring about maybe crushing me. Her body rose and fell, faster and quicker and harder, fucking my crotch and stuffing my cock deeper into her pussy. No matter how she clenched, clamped, or undulated—the fall of her body shooting my dick inside of her meant that nothing to stop or even slow the trajectory of my cock shooting inside of her.

And to up the ante, to make sure we would finish at the same time, I flicked my hips when she fell, causing the impact to double and for the session to go quickly. Celestia cried my name and grabbed one hand at her tits, kneading herself and sucking in her bottom lip, biting it all to repress all the good feelings I was making her feel.

"T-This is it, Cosmic! Oh, my Cosmic! My big dick prince! My fuck-boy! How I want to do nothing in this world but ride your fat dick and have it make my pussy fucking loose! Fuck me! Fuck my pussy and grab my ass and suck my breasts and just fuck me non-stop!"

And with that final confession led us to our climax.

Celestia rose all the way up, my cock slipping out from her pussy, but far too hard to even allow an inch of limp. Moving her hips slightly, the massive cheeks of her ass jiggling as a result, she dropped her whole body onto my dick—crushing me, knocking the air out of my lungs, and stuffing me in pure arousal.

"C-Celestia!" I couldn't fight back her name from escaping my lips while my cock spasm from inside her oven-heated pussy, feeling the wetness of her walls massage every inch of my hardness, milking the pumping of my climax. "Nnngh!"

Celestia, upon falling down on me, tossed her bouquet over her shoulder, like how a bride was supposed to—but maybe not quite like this. Her pussy spasmed as well, femcum welling all over her walls and coating my dick, unable to gush out from her entrance.

It took a few moments, but once after a few pumps of my load inside of her cunt, Celestia pulled off my dick and fell back. My dick had yet to finish its climax, spraying my seed all over her body, from the underside of her cheeks, to over her crotch and belly, then shooting up into the valley of her breasts and finally settling on a few, lingering blows to her cheeks.

Celestia stuck out her tongue, collecting me once, her belly already full with my cum.

Once my dick was finally done spraying its joy all over the bed and bedroom, it took a few moments of heavy, heavy panting to see that every fibre of Celestia's dress was drenched in cum and cake—and a glance down at my tux, and with me chuckling at it, confirmed the same was true with me.

"It would appear both of our nice clothes didn't survive the act of our fun," Celestia said while patting the sides of her dress, a wet squelching sound following each contact. It was all so dirty, and yet, it made it all the better. "I hope you know these private quarters are quite prestigious. We can't leave a mess like this. Not to this kind of place."

My words were but mere heavy breathing as the climax drained me. I looked around, desperate for water, or anything to drink or even lick.

"You made most of this mess, so you'll be the one to clean most of it all up." Celestia smiled. Leaned back onto the support of her hands, she spread her legs apart, her dress already hiked up over her crotch. At the base of her pussy, my cream pie leaked out in a steady current down to the cheeks of her ass. "And your first task on the list to clean me up. Want a place to start?"

I blinked. Then nodded. Like there was any choice.

"Start with cleaning this creampie you created." Celestia licked her lips and struck out her crotch, putting her pussy on full display to me. The stream of cream made my tongue thirsty to taste both it and her frosty cunt again. "With how much that cock of yours can spray, you got most of it inside of me. That's a lot of cleaning up to do, Mr!"

With a chuckle to myself, I wasn't having any issue with that and, leaning forward, bringing my hands to the bed while I crawled forward, began my journey to her pussy. I felt like a dog being led to its treat, one that I caused and had to clean up—punishment, I suppose, though all I felt was pleasure welling from beneath my skin.

It only took a few moments before the rising of her legs came over on either side of me, and her crotch pushed out before my face again, drawing my mouth down to her slit. I fell on her pussy, my face pressing into her crotch, sticking my tongue past her hold, my lips on her folds, licking, sucking, and suckling on the creampie I had helped to create.

And Celestia moaned and groaned while I went to town on her cunt, whispering my name underneath her breath. She seemed pleased with my efforts—or I hoped the soft pink on her cheeks was the proof of that. It seemed like she was trying to retrain herself. Shudders rocked her body, subtly, though, with a face pressed against her heavy crotch, you can feel the small things a lot better.

Celestia's hips started to gravitate. "You're doing such a fine job down there, Cosmic, but could you... bury your face a bit more into my cunt? I want all that you see, all that you feel to be my mounds and my pussy. Let my crotch become your world. Eat my cunt, little groom, like it's all you're meant to do."

She seemed to give up being subtle after saying that. Her legs swung over my back, locking together there, pulling and pressing me against her pussy, leaving me with no routes of escape. Not that I would ever give up the princess's cunt willingly.

Slowly, softly, the width of her hips rocked back and forth, into my face and then slightly away, each slap into me quicker than the time before, the impact a tad harder. It started off gentle, just gentle rocking and face fucking, but such things never stayed that way long, and always became something more.

It didn't take long for the crossed legs to throw me into her crotch when she flicked her hips my way, pausing to keep my face meshed against her cunt, then her legs pulling me back while her crotch well away—only to repeat the same thing, only a little quicker and harder, each time.

By the time I'd licked and sucked and swallowed my own creampie, Celestia was already screaming and crying my name, gushing, with her final orgasm, the rest of our creampie into my awaiting mouth. She fucked my face with a few more thrusts, and I took them with an open mouth, serving her pussy like the good little groom I was meant to be.