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Chapter 3 by MidnightWriter MidnightWriter

Photoshoot?

Of course!

I smile and nod my bridesmaids clapping happily. My mother excuses herself and says she will see me in an hour and a half when I'm walking down the aisle, I kiss her cheek before she leaves. Once she closes the door my maid of honor and best friend since high school Heather speaks up. "now we can party! come on girls tits out!" she says with a laugh. All of us laugh knowing she was just joking, but out of all my friends she is the most wild.

I smile my photographer and I sharing a knowing look that makes my cheeks blush. She laughs as she takes a photo of that moment. My heart slightly fluttering as I adjust the delicate fabric of my dress. The photographer, moves around me with quiet efficiency. Her camera whirs softly as she captures the moment.

"Just turn to your side for me, dear," she says gently. "Beautiful smile like that—natural, no posing. Let's get some shots before you walk down the aisle."

You comply, angling your body slightly to show off the curve of the bodice, the way the material gathers at the waist before flowing into layers of silk and lace. the gems adorning the dress catching the light streaming through the glass window, casting a rainbow of colors across the wooden floor.

"Perfect." she smiles

The next 20 minutes are spent in various positions and poses. She also captures the moments between, my laughing bridesmaids, me laughing at something heather did or said. In the room is a full length mirror, a small love seat, and a twin sized bed. haven taken photos in all the other places my photographer directs me to lay on the floor. My bridesmaids had swept and mopped this section to ensure no dirt was tracked in by our heels and the dress would remain perfect.

They help me lay down on the floor the photographer standing next to me. "ok hun looks perfect just do me a favor and hold the material out of your face... ok now just move your elbow here." she says gently moving my elbow. "perfect" she says snapping a picture. "Now arch your back slightly like your having a small orgasm." shes says.

Heather speaks up "So you know like a regular orgasm for you" she teases and laughs even as I shoot her a glare with my eyes. I cant help but break into a smile even with her hinting to the room a secret I've only told her. the photographer takes the picture and my bridesmaids help me stand up. we all gather around her camera laughing, joking, and oohing and aweing at pictures. She gets to the last one and they all say how great it looks. the photographer frowns " well ill delete this one still" we all ask why and laugh as she points out my nipple had slipped out of the top of my dress slightly.

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"No keep it I'll add it to my present for Alex" I say with a laugh. we all giggle and hang out drinking champagne. As we chat one of my bridesmaids speaks up "Katie don't show your new husband the photos of us getting dressed my husband would be mad" she smiles. I shake my head and giggle "Nope those are for me, so when you stop calling, I can rub my pussy to your beautiful breasts. Oh, Amber yes like that oh you're such a dirty girl" I say giving out a well-practiced and loud fake moan arching my back. The group becomes a giggling howling room of girls. A knock at the door calms us down some and a giggling heather walks to the door cracking it and peeking her head out. "Who is it?' I ask still laughing dabbing my eyes to keep tears of laughter away, as I look back at her from the small couch.

The door still cracked she looks back at us mouth open in shock . "its...

Who is it?

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