I stayed in a fancy hotel room in the city after the wedding and I got absolutely fucking railed into oblivion by a groomsman.

It was the kind of sex that only happens when you're really drunk, my hair was everywhere and there were 1000 bobby pins in the sheets the next day, my makeup was streaked with cum, I had bite marks around my nipples and hand prints on my ass, and my pretty pink dress had streaks of cum spattered all down the front.

The dress was a wrap tied at the front, I had half a roll of booby tape instead of a bra and a seamless thong. I thought we were being super sneaky by making out on the balcony in the dark, we didn't know we were right in front of a window.

I found out later that one of the other groomsmen was watching when I hitched up my dress, wriggled my thong down over my hips, past my knees, and handed it to this guy. I took my spare room key out of my purse, wrapped my thong around it and put them in his pocket.

After everyone left the reception he let himself into my room and he undressed himself while I sucked his dick. He threw his jacket to the floor and unbuttoned his own shirt while I kneeled for him and he awkwardly shuffled his pants down despite me refusing to let him out of my mouth.

He came all over my face in minutes, it felt like he had been holding on to that all night. Hot cum poured down my cheeks, over my lips, and onto my chest. I was still wearing my dress when I took him to the bed and made him eat me until he was hard again. He fucked me from behind, I rode him, I went down on him, he fucked my ass and came on my back.

He helped me take my dress off before we got in the shower and we made the most of the late check out in the morning.

The next day I woke up to a text from the bride, she wanted to get some more photos with the bridal party at the beach the following weekend. I had 5 days to get cum stains out of pink satin before I had to explain to the bride how I ruined my dress.