When my girlfriend and I were in our last year of college we went to a friends wedding during our summer break. We both stayed at college over the summers and worked to help pay for the tuition. Being several hundreds of miles from home we didn't really know anyone except the other students we met in school. My girlfriend was quite the adventurous one and I was always trying coming up with new and exciting "dares" for her. To say she was prim and proper could be no farther from the truth, she liked to party and play hard and show off her awesome body.
It was late July and hot and humid in Florida and we dreaded getting all dressed up for the wedding. 90% of the time my wardrobe consisted of shorts and t-shirts and in Anne's case miniskirts and tanktops. We shared chores around the apartment, I cleaned and did wash and she shopped and cooked. Of course to conserve wash I forbid her to wear any underwear...I didn't have to twist her arm!
For the wedding I wore a suit and Anne wore a full-length dark blue dress that buttoned down the front. To not look to "slutty" she opted to wear a bra, but no panties or hose, just her tan legs in a pair of 6" pumps. We left for the wedding about noon and on the way talked about possibly getting married some day, I told her in order for us to get married she'd have to catch the bouquet. Talk quickly turned to me catching and placing the garter on her tan legs and sliding it up under her dress in the middle of the dance floor. What a thrill it would be to inch it up her leg farther and farther being the only ones who knew she wasn't wearing any panties. I told her if she caught it I would take the garter and put it so high up her leg that I would finger fuck her right there I front of everyone. With that the dare was set!
The church service seemed to take forever and to pass the time I placed Anne's hand in my crotch letting her feel my hardon, whispering in her ear how dirty she was not wearing any panties and that I was going to finger her good. Anne said she was getting wet and took my hand to feel her thigh, I only had to go up to within about 3" of her pussy to feel her slippery pussy juice on the inside of her thighs. She squeezed her legs together and made herself cum right there in the church. Finally the service was over and we were off to the reception. It was a decent size VFW hall and tables were set up all around the dance floor in the center. There was no stage but a DJ was set up at one end of the room next to the head table.
Again time seemed to drag as we went through the formalities of the bride and groom coming in, everyone dancing and then eating. Anne and I danced a few dances and she was by no means shy about her dress. She had it unbuttoned to a few inches above her knees and the top was unbuttoned down to wear you could just see her blue matching bra. She made sure to over exaggerate her movements bending a lot and show off her body. Partly it was for my benefit but it was mainly to drive me crazy (and the other guys too). Finally it was time to do the bouquet. Anne practically leaped out of her seat and rushed to the front of the pack. The bride tossed the bouquet and as if it was planned the bouquet fell right into Anne's hands. Piece of cake!
All right, now it was my turn. Myself and the other eligible bachelors got up and went onto the floor. Since this was a friend from school we did not know anyone other than the bride (not really even the groom). The other guys were pumped and a few were saying they wanted to get the garter because that girl is hot. My heart was racing as we waited for the count down; I stood in the center front of the pack ready to jump. The groom took the garter and threw it behind him so hard that it actually made a straight shot to the floor not 6" from my feet. Before I could react I saw another guy out of the corner of my eye dive onto the floor and scoop it up. He was a friend or something to the groom's younger brother and must have been only 18 or 19. Shit!
