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Chapter 10
by
wicker
Do I compromise the bride or the bridesmaids?
always the bridesmaid
I didn't want to mess too much with the bride as I didn't want to plow another man's field, but the bridesmaids, that was another story.
The photogrpaher had the six bridesmaids gather three apiece on either side of the bride in front of the fountain. A woman, who was also dressed in a formal gown and I guessed was the mother of the bride, or I should say the MILF of the bride was ordering the photographer around.
After everyone was lined up, the photogrpher started his count down "One...twoooo..."
I stopped time. I walked over to the bridesmaids and pulled each one's dress down to exposer her boobs. After they were all flashing each other, I reached up under each of their dresses and pulled their panties to just below the hem of their dresses.
I go back and restart time.
"Three!"
I heard the camera click, and then a pause, and then a couple of shrieks. The bridesmaids were all pulling up their dresses as their exposed boobs were the first thing they noticed. After pulling up their tops, they each realized their panties had somehow slipped down their legs.
During the confusion, the mother was livid at the bridesmaids, accusing them of doing it on purpose and ignoring their pleas it was an accident.
"All SIX of you had wardrobe malfunctions at one time!" she barked.
As the bridesmaids struggled to pull up their panties without exposing themselves, the photographer suggested a mother-daughter pic as the bridesmaids composed themselves.
I was happy to notice the MILF of the bride was NOT wearing a wedding ring. As she walked over to her daughter, I stopped time.
The MILF wore a coral colored, knee-length dress with spaghetti straps. Her thick, wavy hair was pinned up on her head with the help of a clip and several bobby pins. I walked up to her and yanked HER panties all the way to her ankles.
I walked back and restarted time.
As the mother turned to face the photographer, she almost tripped over her panties. She cursed, blushed, then bent down to pull up her panties. At the perfect time, I stopped time. I walked up to her, opened her mouth, pulled down my pants and started to fuck her face. As I fucked her face, I ran my hands through her hair, pulling out the bobby pins and undoing the clip. I kept fucking her until I was about to cum, I deposited my cum in her mouth and on her tongue. When I was finished, I cleaned my dick on her hair. Her hair was messed up and stuck upin many directions. I then pushed her back until the back of her ankles were up against the edge of the foutain. I pushed her back further until toes were up off the ground and she was leaning back over the water.
I zipped up, went back, and restarted time.
The mother shrieked and fell back and landed on her butt in the fountain with her feet in the air and her panties dangling around her ankles.
I laughed my ass off.
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