The Groom's Sister

The maid of honor had found a way into the hallway just as the the hiding father closed and locked the door. The woman breathed through her teeth as she searched the hallway in frantic desperation, and when she saw you, she smiled and ran after you at full speed. She had a very beautiful smile, but in this context it looked vicious and psychotic, more like she was bearing her teeth like an animal.

"Yeah come and get me!" you taunted her to lead her away from the innocent family. Her long, maroon dress got caught in her heels and she tumbled forwards allowing you time to gain some distance. It didn't last long though, because she ripped off the skirt part of her dress with inhuman strength leaving her with just her garter belt and stockings and sprinted after you on all fours.

"COCK! COCK! COCK!" she repeated over and over.

You turned down one of the side hallways and realized then you didn't exactly have a plan other than get her away from the innocent children. The hall ended at a massive stained glass window. You had to admit that the craftsmanship and artwork was gorgeous, but it was a dead end. You cursed your bad luck and looked around, but it was only empty rooms on either side of you. The maid of honor skidded around the corner and charged at you giggling like a maniac bimbo.

You quickly formed a plan to trap her inside one of the empty rooms, and ran inside one that looked like a classroom with lots of places to hide. You hid under the big desk in the corner just in time as she stumbled drunkenly into the room. You couldn't see her except for her high heels, so at least you knew where she was, but she was still blocking your exit.

The woman sniffed like a hunting dog as she searched for you. Although you couldn't see any of her above the ankles, you could tell by the sound that she was furiously masturbating. It also sounded like it wasn't doing her any good.

"My hand isn't enough," she said, "I need cock! I need your cock! Please come out and play and we can fuck and fuck and fuck and fuck..." She left the doorway and prowled to the back of the classroom on all fours again.

"I can't think," she said, "Can't think without cum! Need cum. Need to taste it!"

It was now or never, you decided, and you crawled out from under the desk. Her back was turned, but she was close, and she heard you when tried to reach the open door.

"THERE YOU ARE!" she squealed with glee and pounced at you like a wildcat.