[m/f] Wedding abroad (my first post) | 2016

This summer, I was invited to a wedding in another country. The day before the wedding, the couple had a pre-wedding party. They come from very well-off families and the party was not lacking. They had typical food as well as more upscale eat and drink. The party was in a club/event center that they had rented out for the night. It had an open air patio and I was very happy to hang out there. Anyways, I happen to speak the country's language so I chatted with the couple's family and some friends I had made in a previous visit. They introduced me to the bridesmaids, the groom's men, cousins, etc. We all chatted and appetizers were brought out. I was freshening up my drink when one of the bridesmaids came to the bar order a drink. She was wearing a black semi-formal low cut shirt and a long blue skit. She was tall, tan with black hair and had about C cup breasts, thick thighs and really pretty brown eyes. She was on the thicker side just how I prefer them. We started to make small talk. Her name was Sara. Apparently, she had heard about me. You see last time I was there, I did not pack well. I did not realize that I needed a coat or boots for mountain climbing. We could not find clothes or boots that fit. When I told her my shoe size, she did not believe me and of course, she measured her shoes next to mine. I got a good look at her thick calf and round thigh. I became a little suspicious at this point. Then she started asking me about my accent. I explained that I was originally from another country that spoke the language. She seemed to really like that and said that I was the first person from there that she met. We kept talking for a while after that and eventually we all headed to our respective beds. The following day was the big day. Since I had no responsibilities other than showing up, I spent my daylight hours day-drinking with the groom's family and friends. The ceremony was beautiful. I remember a 100 year old nun who was someone's great aunt giving a really amazing speech...but you're not here for that. The after party was at a huge country club. It was a multi-building compound that was surrounded by a golf course. It was like a small university. There was a room with a bunch of pool tables and other rooms with live music. The main hall was where everyone seated for the toasts and it was also the main dance room with a DJ. Everyone was dancing with everyone. Everyone was drinking. Did I mention that it was an all night open bar? I went to the bar so much that the bartender would see me coming and have it ready. It was great. At one point, the groom's father came over with the groom and best man and we had some whiskey from the 1930s that the dad had saved for that day. Stuff was intense. Around then, I run into Sara. She's stunning. She's wearing a jet black dress that literally hugs her curves. Without skipping a beat, I take her hand and we start dancing. Just friendly stuff, keeping a safe distance but smiling every time we made eye contact. The music goes from club to salsa/merengue. She comments that I should know since it's the music of my people. I tell her that I am out of practice and wink at her. I can't believe that I winked. We start dancing and man, she knew what she was doing. She moved in closer, swaying her hips against mine. She even grabbed my hand and put it right pretty much on her ass. To be completely honest, she was dancing circles around me. I feel a tap on my shoulder and I see another girl. She tells us that we need to cool it that this is still a family event. We both laugh embarrassed and apologize. We keep dancing but it's back to just friends level. It was a bit awkward. I save face and offer to get Sara a drink. She goes with me to the bar and the bartender hands me my usual rum and coke. She orders shots for us so I chase it with the rum and coke. We go back to dancing; the DJ now played slower romantic music. She puts her hands around my neck and I put mine around her waist. We slow dance while staring in each other's eyes. Now this next part is a bit embarrassing. I wish I could say that I was being a player or being romantic but it's not true. I was drunk and my head dipped forward. My forehead bumped hers. We laughed and we kissed. First, it was just a peck, when we came back for more. Then it became making out. Then it became ravenous dirty lip biting and spit swapping. I suggested that we find a room before we get reprimanded again. She agreed so we left the dance floor hand in hand. We kept finding locked doors or occupied rooms so we headed outdoors. We were walking out to the golf course in the dead of night. It was perfectly silent. As we walked, we kissed and groped each other. "Where are we going" I said. "I thought you knew." "I'm not from here, I have no idea." I replied. We laughed and she started talking about my accent. She said I sounded funny. I pretended to be offended and we kissed again. She coiled her leg around my waist and I reached under her skirt. She had no underwear. This girl was turning me on like crazy. I could feel her trimmed bush and her wet lips. She grabbed my cock rubbed it over my clothes. We turned to head back when I spotted a small building nearby. I'm not a golfer so I'll describe it as a golf cart corral. It had a small roof, a gate and brick walls. You could see all the golf carts. I suggested getting on a golf cart and she refused. We walked to the side way from the rest of the party. She got on her knees and undid my pants. "You are big." She said. She wrapped her lips around my dick and went to work. Her head was bobbing quickly and I was in heaven. I reached over her shoulder and unzipped the back of her dress. I noticed that she did not have a bra either. Damn, damn, damn! As she sucked on my cock, she removed the top of her dress. I played with her breasts; squeezing her nipples and rubbing my thumbs on the hips. She moaned in pleasure and bobbed a bit faster. She stood up and we kissed. I leaned forward and sucked on her nipples; she had big perky tits that begged to be played with. "I want you to fuck me" She said she pulled her dress up. She leaned against the wall and showed me her amazing ass. Perfectly round cheeks paired with those thick thighs. I was so hard, I could not wait, I slid in. She was soaking wet so I got deep in there really easy. She moaned very loudly. I started pump in her while holding her waist. Her moans and cries were the only thing breaking the silence. It was hot. I was having the time of my life. She begged for me to spank her so I obliged. She asked for more and then she asked for harder. I spanked her as I fucked her and her screams were so arousing. I grabbed her waist and pumped faster. She loved it. I reached around for her clit and rubbed it. Her legs began to tremble. I keep rubbing and pumping and she came. She was screaming my name and it echoed around the golf course. She pulled away and laid down on the grass. She pulled her dress up showing me her shaven pussy in the moonlight. I knelt down and entered her again. We kissed and I started nibbling her neck. My hands played with her nipples again. She did not stop moaning. She came two more times. I grabber her legs and caressed her thighs as I pumped quicker again. I told her I was getting close and she told me to stand up. I rose to my feet and she latched on to my dick and swallowed my cum. Every single drop. She looked up at me with those pretty eyes and smile. It was amazing. We caught our breath for a bit and cleaned up. We made out a little and headed to the party. As we headed back, she turned to me and said "See you do fit into something in this small country." We drank and chatted with people the rest of the night. I think I took a taxi back to the best man's house (I was staying there) around 6am. At 10am, I was at the airport with a friend since we had the same flight back and I told him what happened. He was amazed since I'm not the type of guy that does that. Usually, I'm more reserved, almost shy. As we chatted, we saw the bride and groom take a seat at another gate. We approached to give our congrats and as friends do, we started chatting about the wedding and the crazy party. The bride picked on me since I got so rowdy that her cousin had to tell me to calm down. Their flight was boarding so they said their goodbyes. The groom pulled me aside and told me that his bride was happy that I had "made friends" with one of her friends. Then he winked. I swear I had a smile all the way back home!