I was 26 when we got married. By that time I was a confirmed drinker, smoker and, as a 5′ 10″ ’striking blonde’ had had little problem in wracking up scores of lovers!! However, all (well, some) of that changed when I met my husband.

Our wedding was amazing and we had a great time but, on our honeymoon, my husband told me the one regret he’d had was not being able to make love to me in my wedding gown. I promised him we could do that when we got back to normal life. Well, that was a wish fulfilled!!

My husband told me had had been amazed at how demure and innocent I had looked on our wedding day. COMPLETLY different from the wild girl he was marrying. So, we decided to have an evening at home with lots of booze, smoking (me) and sex in my gorgeous £5000 gown. (Yeah, really!!) It was in pure white silk with a 12 foot train and had taken 6 weeks to make. The beading was incredible. I’m not going to go into the right’s and wrongs of ruining an exclusive gown – I’m not fu**ing social services. It’s mine, I can afford it, I paid for it and if I want to trash it, I WILL!!

On the Saturday morning, I had my hair and make up done as close to the way it had been on my wedding day. Then, late afternoon, I got changed into it. My new husband went crazy! We had loads of sex with me getting more and more drunk and
getting through Marlboros like they were going out of fashion.
The dress had held up really well with only a couple of minor stains and a seem starting to come undone. We had the same idea at EXACTLY the same moment. “Let’s trash it”.

We started with me stubbing my cig out on the sleeve. A bottle of red wine found more being spilt on the front than going into us! But what to do with the amazing train? 12 feet of pure silk is a tough proposition. My husband had a great idea! He ordered 16 dish’s from the local Chinese takeaway and we cleadred the kitchen table. When the food arrived, we decanted it into paper plates and ate a tiny amount of each dish. The train was laid over the food and my husband had me on top of the whole lot! It was one of the best sexual experiences we have ever had. The dress was ALMOST ruined by this time but not so much as to not benefit from a mud bath.
I was late by this time so we went to the bottom of the garden and rolled around in the hastily built mud bath we created.

That was pretty exciting. By this time the dress was totally destroyed. It has sauces, cigarette burns, red wine and mud on it. So, we put it in the washing machine on a boil wash!! That caused the stictching to dissolve and the whole thing become a gloppy mess. After tumble drying we made love on top of the remains and burnt it on a bonfire.

It was so erotic that, every year on our wedding anniversary, I buy a gorgeous silk gown and we have a Chinese carry out at home. That wedding dress was worth every penny we paid for it.

G’night

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