Carrie tries on a stunning wedding gown

You and Carrie spent the next 10 mins in the car at the parking lot as Carrie reapplied her makeup and re-did her hair, both of which were absolutely ravaged by you manhandling her mouth.

"Fuck babe, I keep telling you to let me swallow everything when we're in public. You always make a mess when you pull out too early" Carrie said as she wipes your cum off her lips and cheeks. Your cock twitched at that moment, I mean, your past girlfriends barely swallowed your semen, let alone allow you to face fuck them. Meanwhile, your current voluptuous girlfriend is telling you to dump everything in her throat and be done with it.

"Do you know how hot you sound right now"

"I know babe, I know" Carrie smirked as she finished re-doing her hair. "How do I look?" Your girlfriend gave you a radiant smile brimming with a mix of pride and sultriness.

"Like someone who's about to get fucked in a wedding dress"

"Gosh, you're so romantic, always know what to say" Carrie jokingly rolled her eyes as she wrapped her arms around your neck in a loving embrace.

"Do you want me to talk about sand instead? I hear that's romantic"

"To who? Fucking Padme?" Carrie snickered as she opened the car door. Locking the car with an automated beep, you glance at Salope Bridal Boutique, a fairly large store with two separate floors. Presumably, the second floor is the showroom with the bright white couch that looked like it came straight from a porno.

"Ready to fuck my brains out?" A smug, cheeky Carrie asked as she wrapped her arm around yours.

"Ready to get your brains fucked?"

"Looking forward to it" You could tell Carrie was beaming with excitement, a sparkle in her eye as she led you to the rose-tinted glass doors of Salope.

"Good afternoon, welcome to Salope, my name is Tim, how I can help you today?" The receptionist greets you and Carrie as the cool, refreshing air-conditioned atmosphere hits you like a gentle wave. As expected, Tim the receptionist was well-dressed, down to his sharp black suit, appropriately matching black tie and impeccable leather shoe. His Rolex watch alone made you wander how much Salope pays him.

"Hi, we have an appointment at 11:00pm, under the name Smith"

"I don't know if you can see" Carrie says as she extends her arms, showing off the engagement ring on her finger. "We're getting married" Carrie giggled, almost like a giddy high school girl in prom night.

"Congratulations to the soon to be married couple, I have your appointment right here Mr Smith" Tim said as he alternated between his monitor and you.

"I have to say, I thought the place would be more packed" Carrie thought aloud with her hands on her hips, looking around at a sea of beautiful wedding gowns and dresses, all of which were devoid of browsing couples.

"That's because your fiance booked the showroom for the entire afternoon" Tim gave a friendly smile.

"YOU WHAT? How much did that cost you" Carrie's frugal personality started showing as she let go of your arm.

"For you baby, it was priceless" You smiled half-hardheartedly.

"AWWW baby, come here" Carrie forcefully gripped your neck with her arms, it was a stark contrast to the hug she gave you back in the car earlier.

"You better fuck me till my knees drop you hear me? I'm not letting you leave this place till you creamed every hole of me, we're not letting you waste that booking fee" Carrie whispered to your ear, no more like threatened to your ear with an iron claw grip.

"That's the plan" You whisper back as you discreetly squeeze Carrie's perky ass.

"Oh how sweet, would the happy couple like to browse around first? I could recommend a few popular dresses as well"

"Hmm, maybe start with the cheapest dress you have first? We'll work our way up" Carrie was still being frugal, even when picking her wedding dress. Hell, if it were up to her, you wouldn't be surprised if Carrie married you in a white lingerie to save costs for the honeymoon.

"Certainly, this way please" Tim led you and Carrie to a selection of stunning wedding dresses and gowns, most of which, okay all of which were scoffed at by Carrie for being 'ridiculously overpriced'. Beyond just the price, Carrie was surprisingly choosy about the design of the gowns as well. You figured Carrie would have picked any random one, brought it into the changing room and bend over then and there.

"It's because it's your fantasy dumb-ass" Carrie whispered, catching you by surprise.

"What? "

"I want the dress to be perfect, it's my fiance's fantasy after all hehe" It took all your willpower not to bend Carrie over and fuck her brains out right there and then.

"God, I love you"

"I know babe, I know" Carrie gave you a quick kiss on the lips, briefly sliding her tongue into your mouth before parting.

"Hey Tim, what's the most easiest dress to slip in and out in?" Carrie asked, her eyes still enchanted on you as her arms wrap around your neck.

"Hmm, if you want an easy to wear dress, may I suggest this?" Tim picked a marvelous white gown and handed it to Carrie.

"Perfect" Carrie said without even looking at the dress, her eyes still fixed on yours.

"Wait for me in the showroom upstairs, I can't hold back anymore" You gulped as your girlfriend whispered to your ears before walking towards the changing room, her delectable, bouncy ass following behind her.

As instructed, Tim lead you up the white marbled stairs to the second floor, past a pair of heavy wood doors, you are greeted with a showroom that looks like a millionaire's private mansion.

In the center was the fabled white couch, surprisingly bigger in person than the pictures on the website. There was a grand piano near the wooden doors with an actual kitchen complete with a spacious tabletop and a massive fridge opposite the piano. Facing the couch were ceiling-height glass windows which gave you a decent view of the car park and the surrounding area.

"What the hell is this place?" You asked in disbelief.

"Our pride and glory sir, this showroom allows our guests to be fully comfortable in a home setting while shopping for gowns, some customers even use it as a photo studio" Tim explained. "Rest assured sir, you may use this room until your appointment ends". You took a seat on the cloud-like couch, amazed by how comfortable it feels.

"Champagne sir?" Tim asks from the minibar area, already pouring you a glass before placing it in your hands.

"Champagne at noon? Sure" You take a sip from the wine glass as you feel relaxed and refreshed. Soon enough, Tim disappears to check on Carrie, leaving you alone in this massive room. Your brain starts to think up devious ways to fuck Carrie into oblivion. Should you start with another deep throat as a warmup? Or maybe you should start by just filling her pussy up completely with your cock. Anal fucking on the couch would no doubt make Carrie gleam with happiness, then again, so would fucking her doggy style as she's pressed against the ceiling-tall windows.

Knowing Carrie, she would have probably suggested we rope the receptionist Tim in, either just as a spectator or a participant. As a matter of fact, Tim was taking slightly longer than usual, you wouldn't be surprised if Carrie offered him to spit-roast her in exchange for a discount on the gown.

"She's ready for you Mr. Smith" Speak of the devil as Tim opened the doors. You instinctively stood up, your heart beating like a drum as Carrie entered the showroom with the grace of a princess.

"How do I look?" Carrie asked, brimming with pride as she stood tall, her hands grasping a beautiful bouquet of flowers. You were speechless, at a loss of words as you stare at Carrie who looked absolutely stunning.

"Glowing, you're glowing" You say as you hug Carrie from the waist, lifting her up and spinning her around like a Disney princess.

"Hey woah-h, e-asy there babe, h-hah-ha...I get it" Carrie laughed as she was spun around. "You c-can..put me d-down now-w" Her expression mildly embarrassed but secretly loving it.