1. A bride's tale


    Date: 9/22/2015, Categories: Fetish, Group Sex, Hardcore, Author: basa930, Rating: 75, Source: xHamster

    seduce him, how would I do it? Would I tell him to stay after class and let him fuck me right there on my table? My neck started to blush and I had to stop thinking about it before it's too late. Finally the bell rang and the day was over. I walked outside and Jenny was already waiting for me. She was talking to one of the male teachers, I have no idea how she met him but I wasn't surprised. She looked great, with a light summer dress, long auburn hair and green eyes. Her hourglass shape always reminded me of a Victoria's secret model. If I was into girls she would be my first choice. As I got close the teacher left, I gave her a hug and got into her car. &#034He is married you know” I said as I buckled my seatbelt. &#034So what, he is cute and I can be his second wife” she giggled. &#034You slut!” I said and as we both burst into laughter. On the way we talked about all sort of stuff like my wedding and her love life. She told me she had met a guy and she thinks he can be the one. Off course I didn't tell her she says that about every other guy she meets. Jenny was a free spirit and I liked it about her. Twenty minutes later we were at the tailor's. She was an elderly woman with an Italian accent, probably in her sixties but energetic. My white dress was already layed out and it was beautiful, I put it on and Jenny gasped. &#034You look amazing Emma, I'm so happy for you” she smiled and hugged me. I stood in front of a mirror and looked like I stepped out of a fairy tail, ...
    dressed as a princess. It was exactly like I had imagined it would be when I was a little girl. The elderly tailor wasn't a coy woman at all. She mumbled some words in Italian and began to measure and mark places on my dress with pins and needles, she reached with her nimble hands, squeezing and pushing up my breasts. I looked at Jenny wide eyed from the tailor's impetuous behavior. Jenny was cracking up in the corner. After 10 minutes of groping, tugging and squeezing the tailor was done. She said something in Italian but I understood that it's over and I should take off my dress. I went into the dressing room and put my clothes back on. We said good bye to my tailor and went outside with plenty of time to hang out and shop. &#034So what's next?” Jenny asked &#034I don't know, what do you want to do?” I replied &#034I want to go shopping but before we do, I could really use a drink” Jenny said while playfully placing her arm around me. I knew I had to be the adult so I said “It's not even 5 o'clock yet” &#034come on, live a little, who cares what time it is” She urged me. &#034Fine, where do you want to go” I caved and reluctantly agreed with her. &#034On our way I've noticed a bar about two blocks from here, we can walk there.” She greened. We walked back and a few minutes later we were there. I've seen nicer bars in the past, even though there was still light outside it was dark and gloomy inside. The wooden floor have seen better days and creaked under our footsteps, the ...
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