Stuck at a Bachelorette Party

Finally the finale! I'm sorry it took so long to publish this final chapter, but that only adds to my personal satisfaction about wrapping everything up (the last mile is always the hardest, right?). I appreciate everyone who read, liked, and commented, and I hope you're satisfied with the ending as well.

Arrival Pt 7 - wedding day

The morning light was already streaming through the windows of his little studio when Ethan awoke. His phone was buzzing on the nightstand, and he was surprised to see it was his sister calling.

Didn't she have more important things to do than talk to him on her wedding day?

Maybe she needed help with something.

"Hey Ellie!" He answered.

"It's Elizabeth, you little asshole." She was usually teasing when she talked to him like this, but her tone seemed to hold real anger.

"Geez, sorry. If you're calling me the morning of your wedding, it must be something important. Do you need me to take care of something for you?"

"Kind of. I mean, no. Argh, I can't believe I have to deal with this on my wedding day." Elizabeth paused for a moment, and Ethan could hear the sounds of a hair salon in the background. "Look, I need you to cool it on sleeping with all my bridesmaids."

"You know about that?"

"Yeah, I know about it all. Did you really think this group wouldn't talk?"

"I'm sorry, Elizabeth. I didn't mean for any of it to happen. I stayed in the room all night like you said."

All Ethan could hear on the other end of the line was his sister's laughter. "Oh, shit. You're so young. Of course you didn't mean for anything to happen. Buttheydid. You were still a kid when we graduated high school, so you hadNOidea what kind of chaos these bitches are capable of creating. They fucked their way through everyone at our school. I mean, I did, too, and I don't feel bad about that. They're my friendsBECAUSEwe would do crazy things together. Hell Ethan, more than half of them have licked my pussy."

"Listen, I don't need to know about any of..."

"Well, I wish you didn't, but now you do. What I'm saying is I can't have you stirring up shit at my wedding. They're all talking about you. Those bitches smell blood, and they're circling like sharks, so you need to be the responsible one. So, keep it in your pants!"

"Wait,Ineed to be responsible?Me?"

"It's not that hard. Don't sleep over at the house where the bachelorette party is happening. Don't return their texts. Whatever you need to do, just figure it out."

"Okay, I'll try. But I don't think you understand..."

"Ethan, I know it all. I know about Anna and Kayla, and I had to come downstairs to save you from Mia and Lisa's little plan to double-team you. You're lucky I did, because Lisa loves pegging guys. She carries this giant dildo around everywhere with her, and she knows how to get guys hot enough to let her do it."

"Or is this about Julie? Did she pull her little 'sweet and innocent' routine on you? Did she tell you that she wasn't looking for anything serious, then fuck your brains out and make you fall in love with her?"

"Ummm." Ethan wanted to say something, but was at a total loss.

"Look, I'm sure this is a lot to process, or whatever, but what I'm asking is simple. Don't fuck any more ofmyfriends atmywedding. Got it?"

"Okay," Ethan sighed, and he heard the beep as his sister hung up.

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At the salon, Elizabeth turned the phone off speaker and hung up to the sound of raucous laughter.

"Holy shit!" Kayla exclaimed, "I can't believe you actually did it!"

Anna jumped in, "That boy is in trou-ble."

"I don't know why you had to throw me under the bus," Julie snorted, "It's not like I ever lied to him."

Elizabeth waved her hands for everyone to calm down. "Okay, okay. You asked for it, and I did it. That poor boy is not going to know what to do with himself for the next 12 hours. You guys are going to have so much fun messing with him."

"I feel kind of bad," Mia frowned, "He's the same little boy who used to follow us around all those years ago."

"Ooohh, I know we've been joking, but I think you really do have a little crush on him, don't you?" Elizabeth teased.

"How would I even know when I'm the only one who hasn't had a go with him? I just want my turn." Mia pouted.

"I like how you pretended you didn't know about what Trevor and I did with him." Chloe's devilish grin showed how much she had enjoyed the night together.

Elizabeth waved her hands again, "He deserved this for crashing my party. Plus, being chased by a group of bridesmaids is every man's wet dream. It's going to be so much better for him now that you're all forbidden fruit. See what I do for my little brother? But I'll never forgive any of you bitches who ruins your hair or makeup before we take pictures."

"We'll see. I'm still mad at you for ruining my chance to peg him." Lisa crossed her arms with a scowl.

"I don't know why you're so focused on his ass, Lisa. He has a nice dick." Anna was every bit the stereotypical horny housewife.

"Okay, okay. I'm happy to help you all play your little game, but there are things I still don't want to know." Elizabeth mimed covering her ears, although she held her hands several inches away from them to preserve the work being done on her hair.

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The rest of the day was torturously long for Ethan. As a guy, he didn't need to do much to get ready; just shave, shower, and put on his suit. The groomsmen were surely up to something today, but we wasn't in their clique. That meant he had hours to kill.

The waiting was made more painful by the texts he kept getting from the bridesmaids. His sister's words echoed in his head every time a new one came in:Those bitches are circling like sharks, so you need to be the responsible one.

(Here's a summary of some of the more interesting messages, which came in over the course of hours.)

Julie:Holy shit, Ethan. Our little tryst was all Marissa and I could talk about last night, and I keep getting wet today just thinking about it.(upskirt of her soaked panties attached)

Kayla:If you do anything to jeopardize my marriage or change the way my kids see me, you're fucking dead. That said, you should know how many times you made me cum at the rehearsal dinner. Five. Five times in front of a whole room of people. I'm horny just thinking about it. Do not reply to this.

Julie:I don't know if you know this, but you're the first guy whose cum I've ever swallowed, the first guy to fuck me without a condom, and the first to fuck my ass. Quite a trifecta for only two days.(sweat droplets emoji, licking lips emoji, baguette emoji, honey pot emoji, golf hole emoji)

Chloe:Me and Trev were talking about you after you left. We have a little group of friends in Tampa who we've grown... close to. One of the couples also has a husband who likes to watch. Do you think you could handle two girls at the same time?

Mia:Can we find a few minutes to talk privately at the wedding? I have something I need to ask you.

Kayla:I'm thinking about wearing this plug to the wedding tonight--no remote, but still fun. Do not reply to this.(photo attached)

Marissa:Yo! I'm stuck in this hotel room while Julie spends all day getting ready with the bridesmaids. I'm just here, playing with my toys, if you want to stop by.

Kayla:I made a little video of me with the plug in. Do you think you'll be able to spot it under my dress if you know what to look for? Do not reply to this.(video attached)

Julie:Seriously, I could cum right now just thinking about you slamming into me while Marissa's little toy vibrated in my (peach emoji)

Mia:It's nothing bad, I just feel like our conversations keep getting interrupted.

Kayla:I wish a leather choker matched my dress. That way, I could give you my leash to use when the time is right. Do not reply to this.

Chloe:Oh, and you might want to consider finding a way to keep your manhood 'contained' at the reception. I want to dance with you, but you can't be walking around with an obvious hard-on at your sister's wedding.

Chloe:Y'know, because you said I'm STILL the sexiest girl you've ever seen? I don't know if you'll be able to help yourself.

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By the time Ethan pulled into the gravel lot at the wedding venue, he was equal parts horny and scared. He hadn't responded to any of the bridesmaids' texts, per his sister's request, but he had opened the photos and videos more times than he'd like to admit.

Still, Ethan was determined to be on his best behavior today. It was the least he could do for his sister on her wedding day, and it was more like a few hours than a full day. It couldn't be that much of a problem after having been on his best behavior for most of his twenty-two years.

He knew his sister and the other ladies would be off-site until just before the ceremony, so he was at least able to relax for a while. He hung out with his family and old friends from his tiny hometown. This was the experience he had expected this weekend, and he was having a great time. Although he didn't love making small talk with Kayla and Anna's husbands (I fucking ruined both of them, he thought) Still, he sweated his way through that part.

Ethan had one job at the wedding: walk Kayla's daughter, Jenny, down the aisle to start the wedding procession. So when he heard that Elizabeth and her crew had arrived, he knew it was time to enter the lion's den.

He knocked three times on the door of the bridal suite. "I hope everybody is decent. I'm just here to collect Jenny."

"Come in, you dork." Elizabeth teased. "I feel like I've hardly gotten a chance to see you this weekend."

Ethan wasn't sure if he should be happy or sad that everyone was fully dressed, fussing over Elizabeth and sipping champagne. Ethan's sister gave him a wistful smile, and he could tell she was processing a range of emotions as she counted down to the wedding.

"Oh my god, you look beautiful, Ellie! I know everyone is supposed to say that, but really, truly, you do."

"You just had to ruin a nice compliment by calling me Ellie, didn't you?!" Elizabeth's tone was sarcastic, but her expression showed that she was touched. "Come here, give me a hug -- but don't mess up my makeup."

"I'm so glad you're in my wedding! It might seem like you're one of the kiddos, walking out with the flower girl, but I'm happy you're the first person from our family that the guests will see. I'm proud to be your sister, you little dumbass."

Elizabeth was holding back tears at this point, and Julie ran in to dab at her eyes before her makeup ran. The siblings embraced, sharing an authentic moment of happiness. Then the lion's den erupted.

As Ethan and Elizabeth separated, the bridesmaids in the room all started saying how sweet Ethan was, and they glommed onto him, one by one, until eight women were hugging him at once. Underneath the pile, sly hands pinched or grabbed at his ass, rubbed his crotch, massaged his stomach, and tweaked his nipples. It felt like hands were everywhere, but Ethan had no way of telling who did any of those things.

Still, he stayed on his best behavior, collected Jenny, and led her out to their assigned starting place.

As they stood in a queue, ready to start the procession, Chloe caught his eye. She pointed to Mia making the motion of pushing a dick into her mouth, complete with the requisite tongue pushing into her opposite cheek to complete the illusion. Then she was back to being calm and composed before anyone else saw, the picture of a perfect bridesmaid in her swept-up hair and colorful dress.

Still, Ethan stayed on his best behavior, and signaled the DJ when they were ready to start. He smiled as he escorted little Jenny down the aisle, helping her to pace her petal tossing so she didn't run out too soon.

The ceremony was, well, it was absolutely beautiful. The wedding party did their part, stopping their shenanigans for a while to honor the dignity of the day and support Elizabeth and Miller in their big moment. It was a brief respite for Ethan because the teasing started up again when it was time to take photos.

Ethan found himself secretly pinched, slapped, propositioned, and ogled at every opportunity, even while trying to smile for pictures. And yet, he stayed on his best behavior.

It continued like this through hors d'oeuvres, dinner, toasts, and the first dance. The women teased Ethan, and he stayed above the fray for the sake of his sister, but it was finally tears, not teasing, that undid him.

In the break before proper dancing began, Mia found Ethan and asked if this was a good time for them to catch up. They ducked into a quiet side room and sat together on an unused bench.

"Ethan." She started. "I've been trying to have more than a ten-second conversation with you for two days, but something always came up. Let's make the list; naked in shower, peeping on me hooking up with a friend, balls deep in my other friend's ass, subjecting women to embarassing public orgasms,not answering my texts, and probably some legitimate help for your sister's wedding."

"It is a crazy list when you put it like that. But I thought our conversation in the shower was pretty good, all things considered."

"That's certainly one way to put it." Mia smiled at his joke, then looked at him thoughtfully.

"Ethan, do you not like me or something? It seems like you've been hooking up with everyone else, except for the one person who didn't bring a date."

She turned her face away and returned her gaze to him, wet with tears.

"The same person who intentionally didn't bring a date when she heard you were coming solo? And then has to watch you leave the rehearsal dinner with Chloe after flirting with you all night." Those last words were nearly croaks, and Mia was well and truly crying then.

Ethan was shocked. He and Mia had always gotten along well, but he never thought she might actually be interested in him.

"I just assumed you were out of my league, and having a little fun with your friend's baby brother."

"Well, the other girls were certainly 'having fun' with you, would it be so bad if you and I did, too?" She laughed and poked him in the ribs. "And they're all definitely out of your league."

Ethan grabbed the hand Mia had poked him with, and they found themselves very close to each other. She leaned in to kiss Ethan gently, holding her lips against his until he pulled back.

"I think," He collected himself, "I never imagined you'd want to be with me. I think I want something sweeter with you than what has been going on this weekend."

"Ethan, I tried to serve you up a threesome and sucked your dick straight out of another woman's ass. So first of all, don't tell me you didn't think I liked you. And second of all, I love that you're romantic, so long as you can also be a freak sometimes."

Mia shoved his shoulder jokingly as she spoke, laughing, but with eyes still red from crying. Her shove became a guiding hand, pressing Ethan backward until he was lying on the bench. She stared into his eyes as she hiked up her dress to straddle him. She kissed him sweetly at first, but quickly escalated to an animalistic passion. She ground her hips as she felt Ethan become hard under her, dry-humping him hard.

"I want you so bad," She moaned as she continued to grind against him. "Can I do it?"

Ethan said nothing, but the passion of his kiss spoke volumes. Mia reached down and unzipped his pants, pulling him through his fly to rub against her silky panties. With such a thin layer between them, it felt like they were fucking already, but she quickly pulled those to the side and slid him roughly into her.

"I know this is fast. We can take it slow another time, but I feel like I've been waiting so long." Her speech was breathy, both from their frantic movements and the glorious sensation of their coupling.

Ethan pulled her close and kissed her to shut her up, then roved her neck and shoulders with his mouth and tongue. Mia slid off a shoulder strap, reaching down to release one of her bouncy breasts and rub it into his face. Their moaning grew frantic, and Ethan was sure she was trying hard to finish him quickly.

Then they both heard a muted sobbing from over Mia's shoulder. Ethan raised his head to see Julie, wide-eyed and crying softly, which quickly turned to bawling when he made eye contact with her. Mia turned to see what he was looking at, and was crestfallen at her lifelong friend's reaction.

Julie ran out of the room, and Ethan pushed Mia off to follow her. He stuffed himself into his pants with difficulty, trying to move quickly, but only managing a half-waddle until he finally zipped up.

Mia was left standing with her skirt hiked up and one tit hanging from her bridesmaid's dress, crestfallen to see Ethan chasing another woman, but also thinking,What the fuck, does something have to interrupt us every time?

Running well behind Julie because he took so long to leave the room, Ethan had to follow her sobs to find her crying in a dark conference room.

"Julie," He started, but didn't know how to continue.

"It's o-okay." She blubbered. "We always said there were no commitments." Snot was forming on the tip of her nose.

"I came looking for you, though. I just thought we might spend some more time together, and who knows?"

Ethan walked closer and tried to put his arms around her, but she pushed him back with surprising strength.

"You don't have to. I get it. You were just having fun, and it's my fault for taking it too seriously. Everyone was just doing their whole 'corrupt Ethan' thing, and I let myself get caught up in it."

"Wait, what?" Ethan stammered. "No, forget that. I like you, Julie. I really like you. I just thought you wanted me at arm's length."

He tried to hug her again, and this time she let him.

"I'm used to following my feelings, but this weekend has me totally..." He trailed off. "I don't even know which way is up right now."

"I know. It's not your fault."

At that moment, Mia finally found them. She grabbed Julie's wrist and pulled her away from Ethan, and Jule pushed Mia back towards the wall. This escalated into to luke-warm wrestling, holding each other's shoulders and shoving, but not hitting, pulling hair, or going to the ground. They fought the way only old friends could, when they had hurt each other's feelings.

"What you got going on here, Broseph?"

Ethan literally jumped when he found Marissa standing next to him, eating a wedding cupcake.

"Looks like you got yourself in some shit. I told you that Julie liked you, but I didn't have 'cat fight' on my weekend bingo card." She finished her cupcake and handed the empty paper cup to Ethan before stepping forward.

"Ladies. I know Ethan has a nice dick and all, but let's take it down a notch." Marissa put a hand on each of them, but it was the force of their shock, rather than the strength of her hands, that pulled them apart.

These last ten minutes had been the most confusing for Ethan, in a weekend where he had been constantly out of his depth. Marissa stood between two women who had been friends their whole lives, and seemed the least likely people to ever get into a physical altercation.

"Look." Marissa continued her bizarre mediation. "Julie, you know you're my girl, but please accept that I need to be neutral for a minute. Mia, I only just met you, and being an old friend of Julie's I'm gonna assume you're all right. I also think Ethan is a very good dude, although I can't totally be impartial because he did cum in my ass yesterday."