My Best Friends Wedding (M/F, nc, rape)

[luvMelissa]

Its been almost a year since my best friend Elizabeth was asked by the love of her life to marry him. Now, with all of the plans for the wedding set, the night of the rehersal dinner was here. Beth had asked me to be her maid of honor and I anxiously accepted. My escort for the night was Beth's financee's bestman, Steve. Although we only met recently, he seemed nice and he definitely was hot. He was over 6 feet tall and so muscular, a very deep voice, and a commanding presence. Steve was also single, like me, so I really hoped to get to know him better this week.

Back in my hotel room, I just came out of the shower. I went to the closet and pulled down my outfit for the night. This was, after all, my best friend's rehersal dinner, so I chose the prettiest floral print dress I owned. It was semi-sheer so I had to wear a slip under it for modesty. The dress had cute fluttery short sleeves and a flouncy skirt that came to my knees. So, with my bra, panties, and hose on, I pulled the dress on, and slipped on a pair of strappy high heels. My hair in a ponytail, I put on some light makeup, grabbed my purse, and out the door I went.

Beth, her hubby to be John, and Steve were waiting for me in the hotel lobby. I exited the elevator with my heels clicking on the marble floor when I spotted them near the door. I noticed Steve was checking me out which made me feel happy. We greeted each other and went to the car. Steve, being a gentleman, opened the door for me, and with a sweet smile, I thanked him. We all made small talk on our way to the church when I kept noticing Steve's eyes looking at me up and down. I began to feel a little uncomfortable. I felt the same way as I walked down the aisle of the church while practicing the procession. Soon after, we were off to the restaurant.

While sitting at our table, with all of us talking and laughing, I felt Steve brushing up against my arm occationally, but dismissed it as accidental. However, I couldn't help being attracted to him as he was so handsome. Looking back, I was enjoying his company so much that it disarmed my uncomfortable feelings and I just went with the flow. We seemed to be hitting it off. As the night wore on, I allowed myself to get closer to him and he responded in kind. Back at the hotel, I bidded a goodnight to Beth and John, and Steve said he'd walk me back to my room. Upon reaching my door, I turned to him and thanked him for seeing me back, and we both smiled. There was this electricity in the air just then, and he gently placed his hand under my chin, lifting it, and moved his face next to mine. With that, he slowly kissed my lips, which made me just melt. I returned the kiss when he pulled slowly away, and said "I'll see you in the morning."

I felt myself smiling widely and wished him a goodnight. I closed my door and with a sigh, I thought to myself, 'He is sooo hot!' The phone rang, and it was Beth.

"Well, what happened?" she asked.

"He kissed me!" I said excitedly.

"I really think he likes you, he couldn't keep his eyes off you all night."

"He seems so nice, I can't wait for tomorrow."

After a half an hour of girl talk, Beth and I hung up. I undressed to my panties, and then slipped on my nightgown and went to sleep. The morning would be here soon and I needed my beauty sleep.

The next morning, I just finished having my hair swept up and makeup done in the bridal suite, and it was my turn to get dressed. In keeping with the theme, our bridesmaid gowns were something made from fairy tales. Mine, like the others, is a light pink floor length ballgown with the fullest poofy multilayered skirt. The bodice was a slightly off the shoulder look, if not a little demure. Beth and I had similar tastes and we liked these styles. There were ribbons and bows, ruffles and lace, making them more than gorgeous. After putting on my corset type bra, panties, white pantyhose, and white 3 inch heels, I put on my wide slip that helps poof out the skirt. Beth's mom helped me get into my gown by slipping it over my head and zipping me up. The gown also had a large white bow that tied in back which she tied for me. When I turned and saw myself in the mirror, I couldn't believe it. I felt so beautiful, feminine, and delicate all dressed up. We then helped Beth, and she was stunningly gorgeous. We shared a moment and almost cried. The day we both talked aboout as little girls was here.

The ceremony was amazing, and soon we were at the reception. Steve remained close the whole time, which was fine with me. We danced all night long. He was very flirtatious with me and I was with him. We danced this slow song, and he held me close. With my gown swaying as he held me, I looked up at him and he kissed me. That sent chills through me. He then leaned in and whispered in my ear something that I had to ask myself if he just said that. Steve said, " I can't wait to get that dress off you later in the hotel."

Shocked, I just looked at him. He then said, "I may not be able to wait much longer."

He was serious. I felt that. I had to stop this now, as I didnt want to lead him on like that. "Steve, I really like you, b-but Im not that kinda girl."

He laughed at that and said he was just playing around. I can't say I felt like he was kidding, because I think he was serious. I soon relaxed again and we all had fun. The night ended, and we left for the hotel lounge for a few more drinks.

It was getting late when I announced that I was going to bed. Steve pulled my chair out as I stood up, fixing my gown. Steve said he's be right back, and walked me again to my room. We reached my door and I unlocked it, turned to Steve and said, "Thanks for a great night, Steve. I really had a lot of fun with you."

"Well, the night is young my sweet Melissa," he said as he leaned in for a kiss.

"It is Steve, but Im exausted, maybe we can go out another night."

Suddenly, he pushed me in through the door, closed and locked it, then turned toward me. "W-What do you think you are doing!" I said suddenly scared by his aggression.

"You know, sweet Missy, what I am doing!"

"Steve, I told you that Im not like that. I don't just sleep around. So you need to leave now!"

The stinging in my cheek was so sudden, that when he turned me around and picked me up, I didn't realize what happeded until he tossed me onto my bed. Removing his tie, he used it to gag me. He then ripped the phone cord out of the wall so I couldn't call for help. Panic rose up inside of me so fast I began shaking like a leaf.

"You are so fucking beautiful, I am going to have you! So you might as well enjoy it!"

Those words shot through me with the realization that I was going to be raped! I tried to get up off the bed, but he was quick to pin me down. My poofy gown covered most of the bed and the layers of skirt would be hard for him to get through, so I thought.

Steve's hands roughly pawed me and I struggled under his weight to break free. His one hand covered both of mine over my head as his other hand unzipped his trousers. Steve's right hand went to my left shoulder and he grabbed the lace ruffle and ripped it down, slightly exposing the top of my corset bra. My panicky scream was muffled by the tie gag as I felt the gown tear and his hand grip my boobs through the bra under my dress. He tore the gown so effortlessly with his brute strength that I knew my clothes would offer me no protection. I was doing everthing I could to get away from under him, but nothing was working. I squirmed, struggled, kicked my legs, screamed and cried to no avail. He was a man possessed. He obviously enjoyed my panic as he laughed and groped me with ever more force. I felt like I was watching myself being mauled. I had no control. He was in total control of me.

With Steve's left hand pinning me, and his right hand firmly gripping the bodice of my gown, he pulled up and tore the front of my gown away. He again leaned in kissing me and biting my neck when he ripped my corset down, my boobs flailing freely. I kept screaming but it was useless. His hand and mouth were all over my breasts.

His actions became more and more forceful and quicker. Thats when I felt his hand go up under the hem of my dress, and push all the layers up toward my waist. My skirt was poofed up so I could not see what he was doing but it didnt matter. I felt his hand, then heard him, as he ripped the crotch of my pantyhose wide open. I gasped. Then he grabbed a handful of my silk panties and with one swift pull, he ripped them completely off and tossed them onto the pillow next to me.

I just whimpered and cried as his member entered me, slowly at first, then swiftly in and out. My boobs shook with each thrust. He continued to maul me as he pounded my privates with his large cock. He stopped pinning my arms over my head and would grab handfuls of gown and use it as leverage. Almost every thrust resulted in a ripping sound as pieces of my beautiful dress were torn. The same dress, that hours before, made me feel like a princess. The same dress that Beth and I spent days searching for, for me and the girls to look beautiful. The same dress that swished and swayed with my every move, making me feel so girly, was now ruined. My fairy tale gown. Ruined by this man who I initially liked, now turned into this monster rapist. As I was thinking this, it was then my body betrayed me.

Steve's thrusts were increasing, getting faster and more intense. My body now reacting to his, without my consent. I did not want this. Oh, no! What was happening to me! No! He was cumming. I felt him. I felt my body. I felt my pussy gripping his manhood... I felt my....noooooo! Ahhhhhhhhhgggghhh!!! I screamed loudly! He grunted with every thrust... moaning loudly as he released his load into me. At the same time I felt my orgasm shutter me, pulsating through me! My entire body shook and bucked! I dug my nails into the bedspread. I felt dirty and alone as he pulled out of me. Still racked with waves of orgasm, laying on the bed I was quite a site. I began to pull the remains of my gown over me, covering myself as best as I could. He stood up and zipped himself. He warned me if I told anyone, Id get it from his friends next! Without another word, he left my room. I just laid there, sobbing, until finally I got up.

I removed my ripped and torn gown and undergarments. I headed straight for the shower, thinking about what just happened to me. I didnt know how to feel about it now. Why had I never experienced an orgasm like that before? What did that say about me? Confused, I finally put it out of my mind. Things wouldnt be the same again.

[aaemarine]

nicccccccccce

[prey4me]

I just love the way you describe yourself, and especially the delicate, feminine clothes. Both Steve and I were undressing you in our minds at the rehersal dinner, thinking about how nice that chiffon dress would look pushed up to your waist and spread out over the carpet!

And both Steve and I were feeling the silk of your skirts as they crushed and crinkled beneath our bodies as we pushed them up, then exposed your delightful cunt and shoved our way in. Just love the feel of satin against me when I fuck a girl!