Wedding Dress Nightmare

Wedding Dress Nightmare

Daniella was getting married tomorrow. My wife Kim was the maid of honor and we were staying in the same hotel as the reception. The girls were all doting on Daniella and the boys were all out getting shitfaced with the groom. Kim had just about had it with all of Daniella’s ridiculous indulgences and escaped back upstairs to our suite.

I didn’t get along with the guys much, never mind Daniella’s brother who grew up in my neighborhood maybe three years my junior who practically dragged his knuckles on the ground. He surfed and owned motorcycles and worked out like a roid monkey. Scott still lived at home with his parents. He was always drunk and loud and spoiled by mommy and daddy while his sister studied hard and never failed to disappoint them. He was a bully and everybody indulged him. We never liked each other and I was doing my best to avoid him while we were here. It was difficult since Kim was in the bridal party and Scott was everywhere! It was no secret that he had always had a thing for Kim all through Highschool and I caught him checking her out constantly.

The actual wedding would take place tomorrow, but for this evening everybody was just settling in to their hotel rooms and having drinks. When I opened the door to our suite and saw Kim trying on Daniella’s wedding dress I smiled. She looked good in all the right places and I immediately felt my blood rush away from my head.

After some gentle prompting and some drunken kissing, I managed to lift the hem of the dress up over her hips and pulled her panties off.

“Be careful with the dress,” she said over her shoulder giggling, “Dan would fucking disown me if she knew we were going to fuck in her wedding dress!”

She was giggling because girls can be catty at times and doing something naughty like this turned her on. For my part, with my wife bent over like this, all I could see was her ass and heaps of Daniella’s dress and being as close as I was ever going to be to actually laying pipe to my wife’s friend; I was planning on pretending I was doing just that for the next ten to fifteen minutes.

Kim got wet pretty easily and sliding my head against her lips I pushed in gently and felt her push back in response.

Daniella was a sexy fuckable ass bitch and she had bigger tits than my wife and I quickly built a rhythm as I slapped my pelvis against Kim’s ass cheeks! Pretending to fuck Bridezilla Daniella felt so good, I slapped a hand across my wife’s ass maliciously. I was getting close.

“I can’t believe you convinced me to do this!” Kim was moaning now, “Don’t fuck up the dress, baby. Ugh! Ugh! Yeah, keep going!” I loved it when my wife got off and I was so close now…

Just as I was about to blow my load, a voice from behind me said, “What the fuck?”

I was pulled off of my wife and Scott put his fist in my face. I completely collapsed in a pile on the floor.

He turned to Kim, “Dan, what are you thinking? This fucking guy is just a fucking…”

Kim jumped up, covering her naked ass and exclaimed, “Scott! It’s me, Kim! Daniella’s downstairs! What did you do?” she pulled the dress down over her hips and ran to see if I was hurt too badly.

“I thought… Nevermind what I thought, why are you in my sister’s wedding dress?” His confusion didn’t last long.

At a loss for words, Kim fumbled, “Well , I…”

“You were fucking in it! Holy shit!” This revelation was clearly the biggest thing that had ever crossed Scott’s small brain.

Kim was mortified that our secret was out to the worst possible person; her friend’s brother. “No! Please! That’s not…”

It was too late. A big smile spread across his face. “Fuck yeah it was, slut! And she is gonna fucking flip when she hears this shit!”

“No! Scott, come on! She’d never forgive me! Oh my god! Don’t tell her!” Kim begged.

“You were fucking in my sister’s wedding dress, you disrespectful slut! What kind of a friend are you? I hope she never speaks to you again!” He was merciless and enjoying it.

“No! Seriously, she’s like my best friend and you’re right, it was disrespectful, but I’ll make it up to her, to you… Please?” Kim’s desperation was palpable but Scott wasn’t going to care about that.

He said, “Why the fuck would I care if you two stay friends? You’ve always thought you were better than everyone else. So what’s in it for me?”

Kim didn’t see where this was going, but I did. I just didn’t know what to say. Especially in front of all of his friends. She pleaded with him, “What do you want? Money? You can have my car! Take it! I really love Daniella and I am really sorry! Anything you want!”

“I tell you what, how would feel about finishing what you started here, only you fuck me and my friends and I won’t tell Danny that you ruined her wedding. What do you say? How much does her friendship mean to you?” There was a twist of evil in his eye and sniggers from his friends as Kim went silent for the first time.

I decided that I had to say something. I stood up.

“Back the fuck off, Scott! If you touch my wife…” I didn’t get to finish my thought before he had given me what I realized a minute later was the back of his hand.

“Motherfucker, don’t you ever …” He doesn’t even finish his sentence though. Fallen back on my ass, he realized he didn’t have to say another word.

Kim didn’t say anything either as Scott moved on her, stepping toward her as she quietly leaned back in compliance with his imposing presence.

“Fucking pussy!” he threw in my direction, “And that’s why your woman is going to cum on few other cocks tonight, bitch!”

Finding her voice, she managed to nearly whisper, “W-well, hold on a sec, Scott… Ah, I don’t think I can do that…”

“Too stuck up for a gang bang, slut?” He smiled and leered at her plunging neckline.

“I’m not a slut!” She spat out defiantly.

“Why don’t you try saying that while you’re not actually standing my sister’s wedding dress!” He shot back. “In fact, before we discuss anything else, I want it off right the fuck this instant or I’m going to tell her how you were bent over and getting tooled in her dress, moaning like a retarded baboon and laughing at your best friend behind her back!”

“Please don’t…” she started.

“TAKE IT OFF!!!”

Scott grabbed the small alarm clock on the night stand and threw it against the wall, smashing it into pieces!

Kim jumped and immediately, if not reluctantly, she pulled the straps off her shoulders and keeping her eyes low to avoid contact with any of his friends, she slipped out of the dress.

She covered her breasts with one hand while holding the dress up by the other.