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Master Telepath: Bridal Photography

By Victor Ramierez

Bobby wasn't sure how he's let his mother convince him to drive her to a wedding rehearsal. He hated weddings, all that crap pomp and circumstance, all the pretence. He knew that if he ever got married, which wasn't likely, he'd have something simple which meant something to him, not to hundreds of years worth of traditions.

He was seated at the back of the church, bored, watching as his mother sat near the altar, hanging on every word the happy couple and the priest said. It wasn't as though she needed to be here, she wasn't involved as such, she just liked weddings. When she had found out one of her friend's daughters was getting married she had managed to worm her way into the inner circle of the organizers and now here she was, and so was he.

The photographer, a chubby man with glasses in his early fifties, was stroking his greying moustache as he watched the run through, looking around the church thinking about where he wanted to take his shots from. This was going to be fairly straight forward, he'd been to this church many times and the couple was following the normal ceremony to the letter. He could do this in his sleep, blindfolded.

Bobby was staring at him, yawning in boredom.

"What's the matter kid, bored?"

"Yeah. Don't like weddings," groaned Bobby.

"I'm used to them after all these years. They're all the same."

Bobby decided to give this guy a quick mental jolt to get him to chat; at least it would be a bit more interesting.

"You'd love the pre-ceremony antics, it's amazing the sights I've seen. After a while they forget the photographers there. If I was allowed to publish all the naked bride photos I've got, I could create one hell of a website."

Bobby was glad he'd loosened this guys tongue, he was telling him stuff he never would have dreamed of speaking about normally, and Bobby always enjoyed that side of his gifts.

Bobby looked away for a moment, and caught sight of the bride, who he hadn't really paid that much attention to previously. She was an average sized blonde, long hair, nice set of tits and a good body. Probably used to be a cheerleader or something. Her two bridesmaids were nice too, a slightly shorter blonde with short hair and smallish tits, and a longhaired brunette with a killer body. The mother of the bride was fussing around behind them, and she looked like an older version of her daughter, with bigger tits. She was definitely a milf worthy of his attention.

Bobby turned back to the photographer who was jotting something down in a little notebook.

"So where are you meeting them for the before the wedding shots?"

Derek Baron had been a photographer for many years now and he was not sure why he'd suddenly decided to take on an apprentice, but he was as equally unsure as to why he had taken this long before hiring an apprentice. But after speaking with Bobby he was sure now that it was a great idea. He had picked up Bobby from his house and the two of them had driven to the leafy suburb where the Melrose family lived. He pulled his van up to the side of the road and grabbed his bags, passing a couple of them to Bobby to carry, before the two of them made their way to the large front door.

Derek gave a couple of raps on the large wooden door using the ornate brass doorknocker, and they waited.

A moment later the door swung open and Mr Melrose stood there, half dressed in his suit, missing his tie and jacket.

"Mr Baron, right on time as always," he smiled and ushered them inside, running his hand through his thinning grey hair.

"Who's this with you?" he smiled from behind his thick glasses.

"This is Bobby, he's my new assistant."

"Good to see a young person trying to get ahead in the world. Well done young man," he said, clasping Bobby on the shoulder in a fatherly sort of way.

Bobby grinned; he wondered if this man would feel the same if he knew what was really going on.

Arthur Melrose and his wife Mary had lived here for the last eight years, they had moved here once Arthur had retired and sold his publishing business. Their only daughter, Josie, was always the popular girl at school and their old house had always been filled with her friends. When she had moved away to college, they found the house to be too quiet, but at the same time too small for their new lifestyle, it was no longer what they had needed. This house was much more grand than their old one and Josie was only too happy to come back and visit them regularly now, it fit perfectly with her new ambitions as a social climber. Her parents were rich now, and it suited her just fine.

The house was decked out with only the best and most tasteful furniture, the latest electronic gadgets and all the mod cons. Bobby looked around, as they were lead into the dining room. Who wouldn't want to be there?

Mary Melrose came out to the dining room where Derek had begun unpacking his equipment and was setting up his camera rig.

Bobby's eyes roamed all over Mary's mature body, she was in her fifties too, but she was very hot for her age. Her blonde curly hair was down past her shoulders, framing her attractive face nicely. She was in an expensive blue, satiny, mother of the bride type dress, but this one had a low neckline to show off a bit of cleavage, and the fabric of her dress stretched nicely across her double d sized tits too. Bobby was surprised when he roamed through her mind to find that they were naturally that size, he would have bet money that they were implants.

"Wow, Mary!" said Bobby staring at her chest. "You've got a fantastic set of tits."

Bobby felt Derek cringe in horror, and he watched as all the colour drained away from the older man's face. Bobby smiled at them both.

"I'm sorry.." began Derek before being cut off by Mary.

"Thank you young man, that's a lovely compliment," she smiled at both of them.

Derek had no way of knowing what Bobby had done to her thoughts. He was confused as to what had just happened but he just sighed in relief and continued to setup while Mary waited for them to get ready. Either, this kid was the ultimate charmer, or these people were freaks of some sort, he didn't know which and he wasn't sure he wanted to know. He was being paid to be here, so he pressed on with his schedule. He intended to talk to Bobby later on and then fire him just in case; he couldn't risk any incidents happening in future, this time they'd been lucky.

Bobby grinned at him, knowing what the man was thinking, and just how much more he had in store for them all.

Mary rapped on the white bedroom door, and then opened it, sticking her head inside.

"Josie dear, the photographer's here."

Bobby heard the giggling from inside the room as Mary opened the door wide, and ushered them inside.

Josie was sitting in an open white, fluffy bathrobe, her make up was all done and her long hair was perfectly in place. Bobby couldn't help but stare down at her exposed white silk panties, framed by the matching lacy stay up stockings, and white corset top which was straining to hold her wobbly d cup titties in place. He pulled his gaze away from the pretty bride in the chair, seated before the mirror, to look at the bridesmaids. They were dressed in their purple halter neck gowns, hair and makeup done. They both had plunging necklines on their dresses, suggesting that there was no bra on underneath. The blonde was Katerina, but everyone called her Kat, she had a nice figure but was skinnier than the others, with smaller tits. She was an athlete at college, which really prevented her from putting on much weight anyway.

The brunette had her long hair done into flowing long curls, tied back into a sort of ponytail arrangement. Her name was Angela, and Bobby couldn't believe how good her d-cups looked in that purple dress.

"Girls this is Mr Baron, and his assistant Bobby."

A chorus of hellos erupted from the room as the silence was broken and they returned to what they'd been doing. Josie was sipping champagne as she waited for the girls to sort out the bottom half of her dress.

"Are you ready to start Mr Baron?" asked Josie with a happy smile.

"Yes, just about."

"Please come in and shut the door Mary, we need the mother of the bride here too," said Bobby with a grin.

Derek moved around the room as Bobby stood and chatted with Mary for a bit. Mentally Bobby bounced around through each person's mind, enjoying it as he drank in their thoughts, hopes, dreams, and darkest secrets, while leaving some little suggestions of his own behind.

"Ok girls we'd better get things moving before we run out of time," said Bobby suddenly. "As artistic director I'll need you to follow my instructions so we can get through all the shots we need."

They all nodded their agreement, as Bobby signalled Derek to come over to the bride.

"Ok Kat and Angela, I need one of you here and one here," he said pointing behind Josie, on either side of the chair. They quickly stood in place smiling as Derek continued snapping.

"Ok, hands on each of her shoulders, move the robe off to expose her shoulders and now move your hand down the arm, and across to cup a breast each."

Bobby grinned. It was done; they were taking his suggestions, and had crossed the line form normalcy into Bobby's perverse fantasies. Mary wasn't objecting, and Derek was happily snapping away.

The two bridesmaids were smiling as they held their friend's tits through the corset style top of her wedding dress. Josie smiled happily too, there was nothing unusual about doing whatever the photographer told you to do, it was the only way to get the best shots, and she had to have the perfect wedding photos to go with her perfect wedding.

"Ok girls, reach into the top and scoop her breasts out, I want to see the little nip poking its nose over the top of each cup."

Quickly and efficiently they slid their hands inside her top and pulled her warm juggs out of the cups. Bobby smiled as he could see her rosy nipples.

"Who did the makeup?"

"A friend of the family," Mary answered from the doorway.

"Well they missed her nipples, she needs some blush," Bobby pointed at the nearest nipple.

Mary quickly sprang into action and moved forwards, pulling the makeup kit from her handbag on the bedside table.

"I have some here, I'll fix it immediately."

Mary snapped open the container and quickly loaded up the little brush, she leant forwards to within a few centimetres of her daughter's tits, bent down so that she was eye to nipple with them, and began to lavish powder across her daughter's perky nipples. As the brush moved back and forwards the nipples responded, swelling with blood, and quickly became erect. Mary moved back, surveying her work and then turned and smiled at Bobby.

"All taken care of."

The material of the white lacy corset of her wedding dress now underlined Josie's rosy pink, erect nipples nicely.

"Lovely," smiled Bobby. "What about the rest of you?" he asked with mock worry on his face.

Bobby pointed to both Kat and Angela, indicating that they should move their halter neck dress tops to expose their naked boobs.

Both of them pulled the fabric of their dresses aside, freeing their nipples into the warm air of the bedroom.

"No! She's missed their nipples too," Bobby shook his head in disappointment.

Mary quickly moved forwards and attended to Kat's tiny little nubs and then moved over to Angela's larger areolae and nipples. Angela seemed to really enjoy all the attention her nipples were receiving and was almost starting to groan in pleasure.

"Did she do your lovely makeup too Mary?" Bobby asked as Mary stepped back from Angela.

"Oh dear, I'll have to have words with her when I see her this evening," she giggled as she grabbed hold of her dress fabric and pulled down the neckline to expose her blue lacy, bra-encased tits. She pulled her bra cups down to reveal her lovely naked nipples. Bobby motioned Angela to move forwards and she quickly got the message and spread a nice amount of blush on Mary's hardening nipples.

"Ok well let's get a few shots of the three girls," Bobby directed them into position.

The two girls moved back behind Josie and Bobby had all three of them cupping and lifting their own naked tits up for the camera. Then he had them pressing their arms together on either side to push their tits together and create mega-cleavage for the camera.

"Ok Mary, let's get you in there too."

Mary was positioned down on her knees in front of the chair, with her back to Josie. Josie was instructed to sit up on the edge of the chair, resting her tits on her mother's shoulders. She then slipped the shoulders of Mary's dress off and down her arms, to allow Mary's tits to come into view. Mary's bra cups were pushed down beneath her tits, still holding them up, whilst not covering them at all.

After a few shots of this, Bobby told Josie to reach around beneath Mary's tits to cup them and lift them up for the photographer's lens. He then got the two others to lean forwards pressing their tits into Josie's ears, one on each side of her.

Derek couldn't believe how well this shoot was going, these were amazing women and they were allowing Bobby himself to get all the shots they needed.

"Ok time to finish dressing the bride."

Quickly the girls and her mother all set to work, as Derek snapped away.

Josie stood up and stepped into the bottom half of her dress. The ladies slid it up her legs and hooked it on to the corset top half of the dress. Suddenly she was standing there in her complete wedding dress. Bobby smiled at her, as he directed the others to get the veil and her shoes.

She slipped her white high heels on one at a time as she leant on Angela's shoulder for support, then Mary moved up behind her and fixed her veil onto the back of her head, making sure the hairclips and combs were holding it in place.

The four of them stood there, tidy and again fully dressed, looking lovely for Derek's photos. Bobby was giving Derek as much opportunity as he could to still get his real photos, as he didn't want to ruin this man's business. He could have all kinds of fun tagging along with him in future, and boy could they get a great website going now just as Derek's subconscious had suggested.

Bobby told the girls to undo their halter neck dress tops to allow the flimsy material to hang at the waist, leaving them totally topless. Then Mary was told to slide her dress down over her shoulders again and remove her bra, while Josie was to pull her corset cups down again allowing her big breasts to hang out over her top.

Bobby enjoyed seeing the contrast between the four different women, even the ones who had similar sized tits had differences, their nipples were different colours and shapes and sizes, and so too were their areolae.

He got Josie and Mary to sit down on the edge of the bed, while he had Angela and Kat move over to attend to the nude tits before them. Angela began working on Josie and Kat headed eagerly for Mary's swinging boobs. They fondled them, sucked on their nipples and lovingly rubbed them across their faces. He could see that both women were enjoying the attention their tits were receiving, and he watched the scene for a few moments longer, before getting them all to swap places. Mary quickly dove for Angela's fantastic nipples, eager to sample those large sweater puppies; she had always had a secret leaning towards larger tits. Josie began to quietly suckle on Kat's small nips, slowly working her into a frenzy as she ran her tongue back and forth across the spongy nipple-flesh between her teeth.

Bobby watched the action, transfixed, as Derek continued to move around catching the action from every angle.

"Ok, time to show off the garter, everybody up."

They all did as Bobby instructed and stood up, lining up at the end of the bed, facing Derek and Bobby.

"Fix your tops up girls," he waved his hand at them indicating their naked breasts should be put away, and so they quickly all pushed their tits back into their dresses. Mary was now braless as Bobby had quickly taken it from her before she could put it back on.

"Much better Mary, we can tell you haven't got a bra on now, and the guys will love it."

"Ok, if you say so Bobby," giggled Mary.

Bobby handed each of them a glass of Champagne, and they all had a toast to good fortune for the wedding day, and then Angela proposed one to the wedding night too, followed by rounds of laughter.

"Ok Josie, show us the garter."

Josie grabbed it off the bedside table, it was a simple lacy white garter, and as Kat and Mary held her dress up, Angela helped Josie slide it into place on her leg. Derek got some more shots, and then as Angela went to move away, Bobby reminded her that there was a no panties rule at this church.

Angela and all of the bridal party suddenly remembered this rule, and couldn't believe they had almost broken one of the most sacred wedding traditions at this church, it was a good thing Bobby was here to remind them.

Angela grabbed hold of the waistband of Josie's white satin panties and pulled them down her legs to her ankles, exposing her neatly trimmed blonde pussy.

"Nice and neat pussy Josie," congratulated Bobby.

"I had it waxed and trimmed it for my wedding night of course," she grinned.

Giving Angela a mental shove, Bobby got her to reach up and spread open the pink folds of Josie's pussy. The moist lips parted and exposed the nice pinkness within, as Derek's mind and camera were about to explode as he held the shutter open taking as many photos as he possibly could. He couldn't take photos fast enough, he was sure any moment now all off this would come crashing down around them, but he couldn't stop it, nor did he want to really.

"You've got a lovely muff down there Josie," purred Angela, as she moved forwards and gave the length of her slit a slow, wet, lick.

Josie shuddered in pleasure and the other women in the room looked on jealously.

Angela pulled Josie's panties off over her shoes as Josie lifted her feet one at a time to assist. Angela threw them over her shoulder at the bed, and them grabbed hold of Kat's thigh.

"Your's are next Kat," she grinned as Josie and Mary hoisted Kat's purple dress up to expose her black lacy panties.

Angela slipped them off, exposing a tiny little strip of dark pubic hair over her tasty cunt.

"Went for a Brazilian this time Kat?" Angela rustled her fingernails through the tiny strip of hair, giving the little clit a rub as she moved her fingers down through the moist folds of Kat's pussy.

Angela held her fingers up to her own mouth, licking and sucking her fingertips, before stretching her tongue out to dance over Kat's exposed clit for a moment. She separated the wet and sticky folds, exposing the innermost reaches of Kat's pink, and drove her tongue in and around for a moment before moving away with a grin.

"Tease," laughed Kat as she gave her friend a playful slap on the shoulder.

"Mary next," Bobby commanded.

Angela flung Kat's panties onto the bed and then turned to the older woman as Mary stepped forwards. Quickly Kat and Josie grabbed the hem of Mary's dress and slid it up over her thighs and waist to reveal her blue lacy panties.

Angela grinned as she tugged the panties down to Mary's ankles, exposing the blonde haired snatch underneath. Her pussy hair was trimmed, but was still the closest to its natural state so far. Angela gently took hold of Mary's warm labia and spread them apart to reveal her wet inner depths. Angela was purring like a cat as she flicked her tongue out and stroked it up and down Mary's slit.

"Hmm, you taste like Josie," Angela hissed as she pressed her face hard against Mary's aching snatch.

Mary's head snapped back in pleasure as the other girls looked on.

"Ok, Angela's turn," Bobby commanded.

Angela reluctantly moved back on to her heels, and stood up. Quickly Mary stepped out of her panties and dropped to the floor in front of her, leaving no doubt who would be attending to Angela.

"Time to return the favour," she growled, as she scooped her own panties up off the floor and threw them over her shoulder to join the other pairs on the bed.

Immediately Josie and Kat pulled Angela's dress up, revealing a pair of black lacy panties which matched Kat's.

Mary grabbed hold of the waistband of Angela's panties with her teeth, Angela whimpered in anticipation as she felt Mary's lip graze her flat belly, the warm breath on her skin, and the light touch of Mary's teeth as they took hold of the fabric and pulled it away from her body.

Mary slid the panties down to Angela's ankles, and pressed her nose forwards into Angela's totally bald pussy. She inhaled deeply, enjoying the other woman's scent, and then began to trail the tip of her wet tongue up and down the length of Angela's quivering cuntlips.

She flicked her tongue around and around, circling Angela's erect clit, making the brunette whimper in pleasure, while Derek got in as close as he could with the camera over her shoulder, clicking away like a madman.

"Ok, let's move on."

Reluctantly Mary stood up licking the taste of Angela off her lips, and the girls let Angela's dress drop back down. Angela grabbed her panties off the floor and dropped them on top of the panties on the bed.

Bobby grabbed the pile of satin and lace and dropped them into Derek's camera bag.

"A little souvenir for you," he grinned.

"Ok ladies, let's see how sweet you all look, time to hoist the sails."

The women took the hint and they all grabbed hold of their dresses and pulled them up to reveal their now naked pussies.

Derek moved in and out between them, zooming in and moving around.

One by one, Bobby had them lay back on the bed, legs spread with their fingers holding their lips open, exposing their most private places to the photographer's camera. They held their tits up, they pouted. Bobby was going through all the classic porno poses. He had them on all fours, back arched to show their pouty pussies and delicate little arseholes. They stood up, bend forwards slightly and reached back to spread their butt cheeks, stretching the skin apart to fully expose their arseholes to the room, while they smiled sweetly for the camera.

"Come on girls, it's almost time to go," yelled Arthur from outside the room.

"Better get a snap or two with dear old dad," suggested Bobby.

He opened the door and pulled Arthur into the room.

Arthur looked around in amazement, before him on the bed were the four women, laying on their backs, legs linked with each other, spread wide apart to expose their open snatches to his hungry gaze.

His mind didn't know how to process this, before Bobby set him straight.

"Posing for the camera," he said nonchalantly, as he calmed Arthur's mind.

"Of course," Arthur said happily, as though that explained everything.

Arthur stood and watched for a few minutes.

The girls went through a series of poses on the bed. The four of them on all fours, backs arched, to present their naked buttocks to the camera, and then Josie moved from one to another, spreading their cheeks apart, again exposing their little arsehole and moist lips nestled below. With a smile Josie bent down and pressed her cheek against her mother's buttock, as she spread the cheeks apart. She smiled, cheek to cheek with her mother as Derek zoomed in to frame a lovely shot of her pretty face alongside her mother's pretty little rosebud arsehole.

"Your turn Josie," said Bobby giving her a slap on the arse through her dress.

Quickly she got in position again, pulling her dress up to expose her naked buttocks as she moved forwards on the bed and then gasped unexpectedly as Kat slipped her finger into the bride's exposed arsehole.

Angela and Mary giggled at the look on Josie's face as the finger invaded her virgin arse.

"Cut it out Kat," gasped Josie.

"Hold it there a moment," demanded Bobby, and they did as they were told as Derek snapped further shots.

"It's a good thing you came in, we needed to get some shots with you too," said Bobby as he turned to Arthur who was happily watching the bridesmaid molest his daughter.

Bobby clapped his hands and all of them jumped up off the bed, their clothes falling back into place, masking their nudity.

Arthur was seated on Josie's chair and then the women were arranged in various poses around him, Wife and Daughter, Daughter only, Wife only, all of them, and so it went before Bobby decided it was time to spice the shots up a bit.

"Angela, why don't you sit on Arthur's lap?"

Angela happily walked around and sat down in his lap, hands placed daintily on her knees, legs crossed, smiling delightfully for the camera.

"Ahh the Princess, how lovely. Now show him the slut."

Immediately she stood up and with a quick flick of her hands she flipped her dress out from under herself. She pressed her naked arse down into his groin, spread her legs and placed them up on the arms of the chair, exposing herself to the camera. She popped her tits out of her dress again and then grabbed Arthur's hands pressing them down over her breasts.

Then she began to grind her buttocks on him, like she was giving him a lap dance, causing her pussylips to gape open and close again, all to Derek's delight.

"I think what you're doing is working," giggled Kat as she looked down between her friend's legs at Arthur's rock hard erection beneath.

Kat reached down under Angela's butt to the front of Arthur's pants, and unzipped his fly. Arthur was making some kind of noise, possibly voicing his resistance to this, but his wife quickly quietened him.

"Come on Arthur, hurry up and get into the pose they need, we don't have all day."

Kat fished his cock out of his boxers, and positioned it at the mouth of her friend's dripping pussy.

With a loud groan Angela pivoted her hips and drove herself down onto the waiting cock.

"Fantastic" gasped Derek, as he couldn't believe what he was seeing. Bobby had really done a number on his moral and ethical centre and he was thinking about how he could make money off these photos.

"You're not wrong," groaned Arthur as his daughter's girlfriend thrust herself up and down on his rock hard cock.

"Just make sure you don't ruin the photos dear," said Mary watching happily as her husband fucked her daughter's friend.

Arthur caressed Angela's bouncing tits; he rolled her nipples and tweaked them between his fingers, sending her further over the edge.

Kat leaned down over the arm of the chair and stuck her tongue out, allowing it to graze back and forth over both Angela's clit and Arthur's shaft as they moved around next to her face.

Angela groaned in orgasm and rammed herself down hard onto Arthur's shaft, causing him to explode with a steaming load of jism into her unprotected pussy.

Angela slumped back exhausted as Arthur's deflating member slid out of her and flopped down onto the seat cushion.

After a moment she slid off Arthur's lap and sat herself down on the edge of the bed fanning her face with her hand.

"Whoo boy, that was great," she grinned at her friend. "You Dad's got a fantastic cock."

"Don't I know it," groaned Mary as she began to bob down between her husband's legs to clean him up, happily slurping Angela's pussy juice off him as she sucked his cock into her mouth. It wasn't long before Arthur was hard again, much to his wife's delight.

"Oh Artie, you're ready again!" and without missing a beat she spun around and drove his cock into her puckered arsehole.

"You're not as young as you used to be, you'll need the extra stimulation dear," she said caringly as she drove her tight hole down onto him.

"Oh yeah," moaned Arthur as he enjoyed the rare pleasure of his wife's tight backside. "Work it Mary," he said as he slapped her on her quivering butt cheek.

"We'd better get a move on," suggested Bobby as he looked at his watch. "Kat, I think Derek there deserves some attention," he said pointing at the stunned Photographer nearby.

Kat's head snapped around and like a missile tracking system her eyes locked onto the obvious erection pressing against the front of Derek's black trousers.

"Oh yes!" she jumped at her prey and before he could utter a peep, she had his fly open and her hand was inside his pants, caressing his member.

Derek was still thinking about his job that he needed to continue with, he couldn't afford to miss any of this bridal orgy, so he reached down alongside the doorway to where he had left it, and grabbed his tripod. Quickly he snapped the tripod open as Kat hauled his cock out and happily slurped it into her mouth.

Groaning in pleasure he managed to attach his camera to the top of the stand, and was still following the parents of the bride with his lens as they continued their wild arse fuck on the chair.

"The bride is unattended, so I'd better step in," said Bobby to the two girls sitting on the bed.

"It's my wedding day, only Mike can have me," protested Josie, but only for a moment.

"That's alright dear, it's only for the photos," said Bobby as he positioned her on all fours and pulled her dress up over her backside to expose her arse cheeks.

"The photos?" she asked, still a little unsure about this.

"Yes it's only for the photos," said Bobby as he flipped her veil forwards so it hung over her face to give the whole bridal effect, and began to rub his trouser-covered groin over her naked butt.

"Oh, ok then I guess," she didn't sound sure, but he knew she was going to allow it anyway.

Angela slipped in behind Bobby and reached around him to unzip his pants, and pull his erect cock out. She moved between the two of them and slurped it into her mouth. Bobby enjoyed the warm sensations of her talented mouth as she began to give him a fantastic blowjob. After a moment, Bobby pulled his cock out of her mouth and turned her head, pointing her nose at Josie's pussy. She moved forwards and began to eat out the bride, who started to groan and writhe on the bed.

Mary suddenly jumped off of Arthur and dropped to the floor between his legs, pressing his hard cock between her tits. She gave him a great tit fuck for a moment before he erupted over her tanned, freckled tits, spraying his second load of hot come onto his wife's pillows. Derek captured it all as Arthur sank back into the chair panting, and Mary reached for her handbag to grab some wipes to clean herself up. Derek looked over to see what else was happening, and spotted the bridal action going on, on the bed.

Out of the corner of his eye, Bobby saw Derek sliding along with his tripod in one hand and Kat's hip in the other. Derek moved into position to get the best action shots, whilst Kat was bent over in front of him, holding her knees as he reamed her pussy out from behind with his cock.

Bobby gave Derek the thumbs up as he moved Angela's head out of the way to expose the bridal pussy, and he slid the tip of his cock up and down the dripping wet lips of the bride's cunt. With a slow steady movement, he drove the entire length of his cock into her until his balls were hard against her clit.

Josie groaned and Derek snapped off more pictures whilst he moaned his approval, watching the bride get fucked in her wedding dress had pushed him over the edge as he drove himself into Kat one final time. Derek emptied his balls into her and she squealed in delight before slumping to the floor in an exhausted heap at his feet.

Without missing a beat, Derek continued to take photos, moving around to catch the bride from the font, enjoying the look of ecstasy through her bridal veil.

Bobby was enjoying the feeling of Josie's tight muscular canal as he drove into her pussy again and again.

Angela was laying across the bed beneath them, reaching her head up, massaging Josie's clit with her tongue and occasionally flicking it up to slurp some of her friend's pussy juice off Bobby's invading cock shaft.

"You getting this Derek?" Bobby motioned for him to come around to the back. "I'm changing things up a bit," he said, and without missing a beat he slid out of her pussy with one movement, and slid into her arse with the next.

Josie shrieked in surprise, and Angela who was even more turned on by this, latched her mouth firmly onto the dripping pussy above her.

"Are you sure we need shots of this," Josie moaned in discomfort.

"Yes!" exclaimed Bobby, Derek and Angela all in unison.

Derek moved in around Bobby, careful never to get a shot of Bobby's face, and moved down behind them. Down on his knees he could shoot upwards getting a great image of her gaping pussy dripping as Angela gave it a tongue bath, whilst above it Bobby's rock hard cock was ramming in and out of her poor arsehole. He took shot after shot as he watched the muscle firmly clenched around Bobby's shaft, dragging against the length of the intruding rod as Bobby pulled himself out of her. Then the muscular ring forced itself against his cock, trying to prevent repeated access as he drove it back into her.

Bobby reached around underneath her and freed her big tits from her dress, swinging in a hypnotic manner beneath her as he drove forwards into her again and again. Bobby grabbed hold of them, one in each hand and squeezed and molested them for all he was worth. As he groped her fantastic tits, she grunted in pain and pleasure. Her arse was hurting but it felt good, and her tits were being abused and that felt good too. This was bittersweet for her, she had wanted her husband to be her one and only on her wedding day, but she knew she needed to do whatever was necessary to please her photographer. She was happy though as she knew she'd have some great shots, this guy came highly recommended after all.

"Oh she is so tight," groaned Bobby in happiness. "I think I'd better finish up."

Pulling Angela out of the way, he gave Josie a slap on the arse and got her to roll over onto her back on the bed.

Bobby pulled her dress up to expose her pussy again, spread her legs open wide and gazed upon her sweet little cunt.

Angela was using her own initiative and moved up to Josie's head, she slipped the veil away from her mouth and began tongue kissing her friend. She massaged Josie's fat tits, and watched as Bobby lined himself up with the bride's cunt. Josie groaned as he slid into her again, and Angela latched onto her nipple, sucking and chewing on it.

Bobby was enjoying watching the bridesmaid molest the bride's tits, groping and chewing on them.

Bobby reached beneath her and grabbed hold of Josie's arsecheeks as he pulled her hips up as he drove himself into her. He leaned forwards near Josie's ear.

"Now get ready, I'm going to fill you up with my hot come, and Derek's going to need to get some good shots. Move her veil again Angela."

Bobby was enjoying the battle going on in Josie's mind as her friend revealed her face again, and she knew this stranger was about to fill her up with his hot seed, when it should be her husband doing that on her honeymoon tonight.

Bobby groaned and thrust forwards into her tight pussy, spraying her insides with his potent, baby-making sperm.

"Oh yeah," he groaned and she gave a strangled gasp as she felt his warm juice flooding into her. Josie came as Angela worked on her nipples with her mouth and her clit with her fingers.

The Bride's mind didn't know which way to turn, she enjoyed it but knew she shouldn't have, and to make it worse a stranger, not her future husband, had possibly impregnated her.

"Excellent babe, now just lay there and let Derek do his work," said Bobby as his cock slipped out of her and he stepped back away from the bed.

Derek moved forward and after a second or two Bobby's come began to ooze out of Josie's pussy.

Derek snapped away happily.

"That's it Josie, hold that pose right there, that's great. I can see it dripping down onto your dress."

Josie really wanted to stop the cum getting on her dress, but she knew she had to hold the pose until they told her otherwise.

"Lift your hips up higher, and spread your legs more," Derek instructed, causing her lips to gape open further. "That's it honey, I can see his gooey cum in your pink folds."

A car horn beeped from out in the driveway, and Arthur looked out the window to see who it was.

"Ok, the cars are here, everyone get going."

With a flurry of dressing, penises were put away, trousers zipped up, breasts tucked back into dresses, and after a quick check in the mirror, they all ran down to the driveway.

Josie was about to stop at the bathroom on the way out before Bobby stopped her.

"You can't clean yourself up," he slapped the tissues out of her hand and directed her to the door. "To keep the authenticity of the shots going forwards, you need to have the experience of my hot cum oozing out of your pussy, dripping down your legs, collecting in your garter and stockings and staining your dress."

Her lip quivered as she almost started to cry.

"You'll get the best shots that way," he reassured her.

After a moment she nodded and went out to the car. Bobby was enjoying the cruelty.

They all piled into the cars, and Derek jumped in his own car. Bobby went into the limo with the bride, as he wanted to watch her squirm in the seat all the way there. He knew his come was pooling between her legs, on her dress making a nice wet patch. Her mother sat happily, the remnant of her husband's come drying in her cleavage, and Arthur was sitting cockily on the chair as though he was king of the world.

The music started and Bobby took a seat halfway down the aisle. He watched as Derek continued snapping away as though he just hadn't had the most amazing morning of monkey sex with the bridal party.

The doors opened and the bridesmaids walked in, followed by the bride. He watched as they walked almost awkwardly to the altar, assorted wet patches and stains forming on their dresses.

The bride then passed by him, an obvious wet patch on the back of her dress. Bobby grinned and was looking forwards to seeing the look on her new husband's face when he ducked under her dress to pull off her garter to find it, and everything else down there soaked in come.

They would definitely be having a wedding night to remember.

Copyright 2011 Victor Ramierez

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