The Maid of Dishonor

You had almost made it to the bathroom, having managed to slip past the other guests at the restaurant without being seen. In fact, you were just about to open the door, when there was a sudden flash of red fabric and tanned skin. You found yourself being pressed against the wall inside the women's restroom, with an incredibly passionate kiss being laid on your lips. The kiss was so intense that it caused your flagging erection to come back in a big way. The woman pressing into you had a bit of a height advantage - and either her passion or her sheer fitness enabled her to actually keep you a couple of inches off the ground as she pressed her incredible body against you while devouring you with the most sensual, full lips you'd ever encountered. Her lips were soft and full and perfectly shaped. They were also skilled, as she seemed to know exactly how to use them to drive you wild. She kissed you with a hunger that was almost palpable, and you could feel the heat emanating from her body. She was like a wildfire, and you were helpless to resist her.

When she stepped back finally, allowing your feet to slide down to the ground you saw the only woman you could have imagined it being. Tara, Sarah's maid of honor. You remember her having a crush on you when you and Sarah first started dating - but you had thought it resolved since she had even discussed it with Sarah. She told Sarah once that she thought of you like a brother now, but that was not a sisterly embrace or kiss. Her eyes were alight with want and desire, and her body was pressed flush against yours. You could feel her heat seeping into you, igniting a fire in your belly. Her lips were soft and full, and they parted slightly as she looked down at you. You could feel her breath ghosting over your skin, and it was all you could do to keep from kissing her again.

As you scanned over her body you decided she was going all out to act on her crush, given how she was dressed. She was wearing a red dress that hugged her curves in all the right places and showed off her long legs. Her hair was styled in long waves that framed her face. And looking at her like this you wondered why YOU had never acted on her crush. She was absolutely sexy, and that kiss had left you speechless.

"If you liked that, you should meet me by the hotel pool tonight at midnight. I have a special surprise for you, and an outfit I know you'll just want to rip off of me."

You kind of wanted to rip her current outfit off of her, now that she mentioned it. The thin, red fabric was clinging to her body in all the right places, outlining her body in a way that made your mouth water. Already today five ridiculously gorgeous women had been clearly working to get you aroused and so far all you had to show for it was soaking your pants - something which Tara seemed to pick now to notice. Her eyes widened slightly as she looked down at your crotch, and you could see the corner of her mouth twitch up in a smirk.

"Oh, I knew you wanted me. But even I didn't realize how badly you wanted me until I felt how hard you were when I kissed you. It's too bad we don't really have time for anything more than the kiss, well... maybe this. But I can feel how badly you want me, even through all that mess in your trousers. You're still rock hard for me. It's too bad we don't have time for anything more than the kiss, but maybe this will tide you over until we can be together again."

She stepped back up to you, pressing her lips passionately against yours again. Your back was against the wall, and she pushed up off your feet. And then you felt her hand dive into your pants and cup your balls. She broke the kiss and stared you in the eyes. "Oh yeah, Sarah wants to be a bride, let her have her little day, but there's no way she gets to keep these to herself." She leaned up to whisper in your ear, "Tell me these are mine, baby." Her eyes were dark and smoldering, her lips parted slightly. You could feel her breath on your cheek, and the heat of her body pressed against yours. Her hand was still cupping your balls, and you could feel her thumb rubbing lightly back and forth. You could feel your cock starting to harden, and you knew she could feel it too. She smiled and pressed her hips against yours, grinding against you. "Tell me, baby," she whispered again. "Tell me these are mine."

You weren't sure if you would tell her that or not, but right now you were too aroused to verbally respond. However, a woman cupping your balls and messaging your throbbing hard on in the state you were in - you promptly gave her a non verbal response. She slowly withdrew her hand from your pants, bring it up to her face she sensually licked the cream off each finger tip, before massaging what was left on her palm into the the cleavage exposed by her dress.

"That's what I thought. Tonight - midnight - pool."

The moment she turned, slightly straightened her dress and left the room, you slid to the floor. You were still trembling, your body weak and trembling from the **** of your orgasm. You'd cum three times in the last 30 minutes - you had never felt so spent. It didn't even cross your mind that you were now sitting on the floor of the ladies' room.