Defiling my girlfriend, the maid of honor

A few months into dating, my girlfriend Tessa was Maid of Honor at her sister’s wedding. Tessa was a long, lean redhead whose shy public demeanor gave no hint of her insatiable need for cock behind closed doors. Needless to say, a long weekend in a hotel was always a fun time.

On the day of the wedding, Tessa had to go get ready with her sister and the other bridesmaids sometime midmorning, leaving me somewhat stranded in the hotel by myself until the reception in the afternoon. Not a problem, but quite a bit less fun.

We started our morning much like we ended the previous night, with her grinding out an orgasm in cowgirl before I finished on her tits in missionary. A wonderful experience, but not the one i wanted to write about today.

After brunch with her parents, we went back to the room where she showered and started to get her things together to go meet her sister in her hotel room. I watched intently as she doted around, half naked, just admiring the view and wondering how I got so lucky. I planned on having some “me” time in the hotel before leaving for the wedding, so I was happy to add some last minute contributions to the spank bank. She knew what I was doing, and teased me for it.

Tessa leaves to go to her big sister’s room, and I get ready to hit the crappy hotel gym. I figured I’d save my solo session for after a workout, before showering (I like to make a bit of a mess, especially in hotels). Helps get the blood flowing a bit, especially after cumming twice in the prior 12 hours or so.

I manage to eke out a halfhearted 20 minute jog and skip some rope before giving up; I figure I’ll get plenty more exercise on the dance floor that night. My mind immediately wanders off toward the hourlong edging session I’d planned for myself. I walked a bit faster to my hotel room than I normally would have, and I’m glad I did.

When I opened the door to the room, it wasn’t empty. Tessa was there, frantically looking through her duffle bag for something she likely forgot. As beautiful and sexy as she was, packing was not her strong suit. She’s wearing a billowy robe that her sister bought for the occasion, silky and smooth. They showed off a lot of leg, and her ass pressed tight against it as she rummaged through her bag.

“Whatcha looking for?”

“The earrings I’m supposed to be wearing tonight!”

“If I find them do I win a prize?”

“Ugh, sure, whatever” she says as she zips open yet another little pouch in her bag.

I know where they are. She put them on last night, briefly, before the rehearsal dinner. She instead opted for one of the other 8 pairs she’d packed for this 2-night trip.

I tiptoed to the bathroom, stripped naked out of my gym clothes, and picked up the earrings from the counter next to the sink. I return back to her with a shit eating grin and a hardening cock as she looks and sees that I found them, then rolls her eyes at me as I expect my reward.

“Thanks a lot, but you’ll have to wait… I need to get back to the room.”

Nuh uh. I don’t like to wait.

“I can be quick. When I want.”

I picked her up and tossed her on the bed face down as she laughed and plead, fruitlessly, for me to cut it out. Before she could stop laughing, the robe was hiked up around her belly and her thong had been slipped to the side. A moment later, I was balls deep inside her, and her laughter turned to moans.

She was soaked. She was always wet for me but usually there’s a bit more buildup than this. I wasted no time fucking her hard, selfishly. My balls slapped into her as I thrusted, the air filled with wet slaps and our moans. I feel her hand find her clit. Her cunt feels as if it’s gushing for me. She senses I’m close to cumming.

“Please. Don’t. Cum. On. My. Robe.” She manages to sputter. I typically like to cum on her body or, more rarely, whatever clothes I left on her. I like the look of my girl covered in cum. And despite being on birth control, we had a bit of a pregnancy scare as soon as we decided to skip using condoms. But given her request not to defile her uniform for the day, I had little other choice. I pulled her hips into me as I exploded, hard, as deep inside her as I could manage. Tessa, as soon as she sensed this, came herself, collapsing onto the bed.

A few moments passed as we caught our breath, my cock still buried inside her. “Shit, I need to go”, she said, and crawled forward to release herself from my clutches. Her pussy looked incredible. She adjusted her thong, obscuring my view, and she hopped off the bed, fixing her hair in the mirror. She looked at me as she slipped her sandals back on, rolled her eyes, and said “typical boy” and smirked at me. She left the room to go back to her sister and the bridesmaids, with a quiver in her step and my cum in her womb.

She forgot her earrings.