1. The Flower Girl


    Date: 8/24/2015, Categories: First Time, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 83, Source: xHamster

    enough that he knew all about her soft, perfectly flawless skin, tanned to a immaculate golden brown. And he knew she had the most beautiful legs, long and thin. He'd literally spent hours examining them in minute detail while she lay in the sun on a beach towel next to him. He was intimately familiar with how they led so delightfully up to narrow c***dish hips and a beautiful round bum. But he had never seen her topless, and it was a heart-stopping moment for him. At first, Millie didn't notice that there was another person, a man, in attendance. And everyone else seemed to momentarily forget about him as well as the young girl pranced across the room like a little gazelle, proclaiming loudly, &#034Look, Francine! Look at me in my new panties!&#034 &#034Oh, you look exquisite, Millie,&#034 the bride said, taking her by the hands and twirling her. &#034So beautiful!&#034 Brian noticed first the tan line of her bikini top. The skin, not normally seen by the sun, was a flawless cream. And as she twirled with his s****r, he saw her bosom. He knew that she had not started developing yet, but he hadn't expected to find her nipples so alluring--pink and pale and lovely, and entirely flat against her chest. Each was a singular vision of angelic beauty. He finally came to his senses, shaking his head to clear out the confusion brought on by the sight of a nearly nude eleven year old angel, and audibly cleared his throat to remind those in the room of his presence. Eight sets of eyes ...
    turned to him, all of them landing on his face and pausing for an extended moment. &#034Oh my god!&#034 Frankie yelled. &#034Brian!&#034 One of the more sensible of the bridesmaids--there didn't appear to be very many of them that fell into this category--dashed into the bathroom and dashed back out with a towel. Millie, her face now bright red, quickly wrapped it around herself. &#034Sorry,&#034 Brian said, averting his eyes much too late to avoid seeing exactly what he had wanted to see. There was a bit of relieved laughter. &#034Not your fault,&#034 one of the bridesmaids said. The champagne was distributed, a toast to the bride's happy wedding night was made, and everyone quickly forgot what had just transpired. Everyone except Brian, of course. After a little while the bridesmaids all set out to do Frankie's makeup--it's hard to imagine why they need five girls to do one girl's makeup, but that's what it's like to be the bride, I suppose. Millie, being left out of the events for the moment, and also knowing Brian well since their families were close, came over to sit on the couch next to him. He raised his glass, she hers, and they clinked, plastic on plastic. &#034Do you like the wine?&#034 &#034This?&#034 she said in her beautiful, unassumingly clear voice. &#034I thought this was champagne.&#034 &#034Champagne is a kind of wine,&#034 he answered. &#034Oh,&#034 she smiled. &#034Yeah I love it!&#034 She drank some more, he drank some more, they both finished off their ...
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