Straight Bride Seduced

As she closed her eyes, she fucked herself with the amazingly strong toy, vibrations deep inside her, further vibrations outside of her, as she imagined Lara not leaving, but lingering.

Jennifer came in a minute, way quicker than usual, and then passed out on the couch, ashamed that she had literally thrown herself at her fiancé's sister... and worse yet, had been rejected.

.....

Over the next week family arrived and the bachelorette party was so tame that it was totally lame, since it had been organized by her sister, who had to run everything by her mother.

Lara whispered to Jennifer that if she was planning it they would spend the evening at Le Chateau Club, which Jennifer knew was a lesbian club.

Jennifer said, "Oh my God, thank God you are not planning it."

Lara, back in flirt mode, teased, "Oh, you would be screaming 'Oh my God."

"You're so bad," Jennifer giggled, liking that Lara was flirting with her again.

Lara added, "And I'd give you a very special gift."

"The double-ended dildo?" Jennifer asked.

"Yes, but not until I ate that pussy of yours until you begged me to stop," Lara said, wanting to really get Jennifer revved up but not satisfied... her plan being to seduce her and release all that building frustration on her wedding day. She didn't know why she had chosen then, other than symbolically it was the ultimate seduction and Jennifer would be completely sober... which she already wasn't now.

Jennifer now flirting back as best she could asked, "What if I didn't beg you to stop?"

"Then I'd just snack all day on your boxed lunch," Lara whispered, as she gave Jennifer's ass a squeeze just before Jennifer's mother walked in.

"You look flustered, Jenny," her mother observed.

"Oh, just a little tipsy," Jennifer covered.

All night Jennifer tried to get alone with Lara, but it never happened and she regretted losing her last chance to explore her sexuality before she got married,

As she lay in bed that night she was torn: both frustrated that she'd never taken the opportunity when it was offered but also thankful she had resisted the temptation. Although Lara confused her, the bottom line was that she was straight and about to be married... she sure didn't need to complicate things by having a lesbian affair with her fiancé's sister.

Although as she rubbed herself to sleep, it was again Lara's face that popped into her head... not her fiancé's.

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THE WEDDING DAY

Jennifer was a nervous wreck.

Sure, part of it was the typical pre-wedding jitters. In a few hours she would no longer be single, she would only have sex with one man for the rest of her life, etc....

But, what had been consuming her thoughts of late was much more devious... fantasies of a lesbian romp with her fiancé's sister. She couldn't explain it, but what had started out as playful flirtation had become an obsession... which had taken hold not while Lara was aggressively flirting with her, but when she'd stopped.

Somehow this made Jennifer miss the saucy attentions of her lesbian sister-in-law-to-be stroke Maid of Honour.

Somehow this obsession was generating confusing thoughts and fantasies Jennifer hadn't had previously. Sure, Lara was cute... sexy actually, and sure, if she was ever going to explore her same-sex leanings it would be with someone like Lara... but she kept coming back to the facts that she wasn't a lesbian and Lara was her fiancé's sister... two things she had to continually remind herself of. Because in truth, she was pretty confident that Mark would have very little problem with her having a lesbian romp... especially if he could watch... didn't all men fantasize of such a thing? Yet, that was unlikely if it would be with his sister. She would never ask him, but he would probably get really upset at the thought of perving on his own sister especially if anyone... such as Jennifer or his sister... knew.

.....

Meanwhile, Lara was giddy with excitement. Like Jennifer, she knew it was wrong to have a lesbian encounter with her brother's fiancé... the difference being not only did she not care, but the very idea it was wrong enhanced the excitement. Lara always loved the chase, the seduction, the challenge of turning a straight girl into an eager pussy pleaser, but this conquest would be her Mona Lisa... she had been planting seeds for weeks, and they would all culminate and come to fruition in the kinkiest of wrong places... a church.

The limo picked Lara up four and a half hours before the service. It also picked up Jennifer and the other three bridesmaids for their morning manicure, pedicure and salon visit... which took three hours. They would then get to the church ninety minutes early... which was overcautious in theory, but Jennifer wanted time to relax and get dressed (there was a nice private room in the church reserved for the bride... nothing so special for the groom) as she hated being late and had seen way too many comedy movies where crazy things happened on the way to church, which in this case would be far from hilarious.

For Lara, this buffer period was her window of seduction, a window she planned to capitalize on. She had given each of the bridesmaids cumbersome duties to keep them busy for the next hour including getting the flowers, confirming with the hotel (four blocks away) all the arrangements for the reception, and lastly one girl was in charge of greeting all the guests. The mother of the bride was also out of the picture, as Jennifer's father was recovering from surgery and needed assistance getting to the church.

So as they walked into the bridal room it was just the two of them... the nervous bride and the cool, calculating seductress.

"Let's get you into your lingerie first," Lara said, as soon as the door was closed.

"That sounds practical," Jennifer joked, thinking how excited she'd gotten the last time Lara had dressed her. She had masturbated to a lightning-fast orgasm the moment she'd been alone last time... although afterwards she'd rationalized that the alcohol and lack of getting any cock was what had pushed her so close to succumbing to the ripe peach of temptation... although her hunger to try the forbidden fruit hadn't faded once she'd sobered up. For some reason, even though she couldn't believe she was saying it, she asked, "Are you going to dress me again?"

Lara smiled, the earlier seeds clearly having a lingering effect just as she had planned, responded, "Certainly, if you want me to." She then added, "My job today is to look after all your needs."

Jennifer again couldn't help it as she sighed, "For that you would need a cock."

"Not a problem, I have one in my purse," Lara pointed out, which was true. A cock she planned to be wearing later on when she fucked her... although that was a sequel she was planning for a secret rendezvous later in the evening.

"You have a vibrator in your purse?" Jennifer asked, although she could tell by the smirk on Lara's face she did indeed have one.

"Well if truth be told, it's actually a strap-on," Lara corrected.

"Why?"

"It's like my Mastercard, I never leave home without it," Lara joked. She then added, wanting to make the bride-to-be jealous, "Plus, your old high school friend is pretty hot."

"She's married," Jennifer pointed out, even though she felt a wave of jealousy at the thought Lara had seemed to move on from seducing her to targeting another bridesmaid, Kendra.

"I like married women," Lara shrugged, hinting at a long-term relationship opportunity. "So much less complicated. It's just sex, not a relationship."

"So you'll hit on me again after I'm married?" Jennifer asked, trying to give her a playful flirtatious smile.

Lara shrugged, as she began to step out of her jeans, "Maybe."

"You'd better," Jennifer said jokingly, yet not really joking.

"Having second thoughts about a life of just one dick?" Lara asked.

As she looked at Lara's shaved pussy, fulfilling her promise to go commando today, and her sexy mocha thigh highs, Jennifer nodded, now slightly serious, admitting to her wedding day doubts, "Would you hate me if I said yes?"

Lara finished removing her jeans and said, coming to the bride-to-be who suddenly looked lost and vulnerable, which only made her cuter, "Oh sweetheart," Lara said, moving to her, "I'd be not only surprised, but disappointed if you said no."

"You would?" Jennifer asked, feeling an almost uncontrollable urge to kiss her.

"Well, for one it's human nature. For two, it would mean all my flirting had been for naught," Lara responded, lifting Jennifer's t-shirt over her head.

Jennifer was speechless. Was this it? Did she want it to be it? The sudden gush into her panties indicated she did.

Lara was tempted to just kiss her here and now... she had seduced many straight woman in her life and could tell when her prey was ready for the kill, and there was no doubt Jennifer was ready. Yet instead, she pulled down Jennifer's skirt and remained on her knees while she reached for her panties, noticing a wet spot.

Jennifer remained as stoic as a mannequin as she was undressed. She couldn't explain it, but it felt exhilarating to be undressed. She looked down at her bottomless sister-in-law-to-be and contemplated just grabbing her head and pulling it into her fevered pussy. Of course she didn't do that... instead, she silently... nervously... prayed Lara would take control.

Lara asked, as she pulled down the panties, "Why are your panties so wet?"

"They are?" Jennifer feigned surprise.

Lara stood up and lifted the moist panties to her nose right in front of her prey. She allowed the scent to waft into her nose and murmured softly, "Mmmmmmmm."

Jennifer was mortified to be caught with wet panties and stunned to see Lara smelling them.

Lara turned away, put the soiled panties on a table and grabbed the lingerie. She returned and said, shaking her head, "Oh shoot, I forgot to let your puppies free."

"They do like to roam," Jennifer joked, as she unclasped her bra herself and tossed it at Lara.

"Oh that they do," Lara smiled, taking a nice long, lingering look at the huge tits, before she wrapped the garter-belt around Jennifer, her face almost buried in the big tits.

"They can be back-breakers," Jennifer confessed, noticing Lara's eyes lingering on her boobs and then feeling a chill go up her spine as hot breath hit her nipple.

"Well, why don't you lie down on the couch while I get you dressed?" Lara suggested, the end game about to begin just as soon as she finished fastening Jennifer's garter-belt.

"Yes, ma'am," Jennifer replied, excited for what she felt was soon to occur... something she now desperately needed to occur.

Lara grabbed the stockings as Jennifer lay down on the couch, her legs draped over the end.

Lara, getting a little more aggressive as she went in for the inevitable kill, one hundred percent confident from now on Jennifer would do anything she asked, ordered, "Extend your left leg, my sexy bride."

"Yes, ma'am," Jennifer obeyed, liking to obey, liking the control and liking the attention.

"Good girl," Lara purred, giving positive reinforcement to obedience as she slowly, seductively, rolled the stocking up the leg.

Jennifer laughed playfully even as she desperately tried to hint at what she was willing to do, "Thanks, but sometimes I want to be a bad girl."

Lara continued her seduction as she massaged the nylon-clad foot, knowing the erotic power of a foot massage. "You do, do you?" she asked coyly.

"It's just..." Jennifer confessed, moaning softly from the arousing touch, subtly parting her legs a bit more, frustrated that Lara hadn't just ravished her yet, "...I don't know how."

Lara laughed softly, as she began to put on the second stocking, opening the door wide, "You sound like many of my previous straight girl seductions."

"And what happens next in these straight girl seductions?" Jennifer asked, her puss on fire.

"I forever change their perceptions of sex," Lara answered.

"How so?" Jennifer questioned, as the second stocking was now on and fastened in place.

"The taste of my pussy is life altering," Lara said. "As is my tongue..." she added, extending it out of her mouth and giving it a seductive wag as she slid her hands down Jennifer's legs to massage the other foot, "...which is like a pleasure snake."

Jennifer moaned again, "Oh my, that feels so good."

"So are you ready to be a bad girl?" Lara asked.

Jennifer moaned, wanting to scream yes, but instead answering vaguely, "I don't know, Lara."

Lara wanted Jennifer to beg for it, to submit on her own as she moved her hands slowly back up her leg. "I think you do, Jennifer."

"Oh God, Lara," Jennifer moaned, as Lara's hand moved closer to her pussy. "Do you really want me to say it?"

Lara's hand was now inches from the glistening wet pussy as she smiled, "Yes, I do, Jennifer. First you have to say the words."

"Then please... please take me," Jennifer blurted out.

Lara moved to the couch, wordlessly straddled the bride-to-be's face, looked down at her and suggested, "I plan to give you the orgasm of your life, but first I think you need a better facial before you walk down the aisle."

Jennifer stared at Lara's pussy, didn't say a word, just allowed it to lower onto her face and once it touched down, she licked. She was instantly in awe not only of what she was doing, but of the scent and taste of Lara's pussy. Did all pussies taste like this? More than one man had compared her pussy to fish and implied it didn't smell or taste good.

"Good girl," Lara moaned, "lick my cunt."

"It tastes so good," Jennifer said in a mesmerized state of submission.

"You understand nobody has ever been able to eat me just once," Lara pointed out, knowing her sister-in-law-to-be would now be dining between her legs regularly. Lara loved public sex, loved the risk of getting caught, and the idea of having Jennifer go down on her when her brother was in the house, or other family members were nearby, was the ultimate rush.

Jennifer, her sense of humour alive and well even during this surreal and life-changing act joked, "Like Pringles, you can't just have one."

"Or two or three," Lara smiled, as she reached her left hand back to tease Jennifer's pussy.

"Oh, God," Jennifer moaned on contact.

"Soon I'm going to devour this sweet cunt, Jennifer," Lara promised, as she moved her other hand to the back of Jennifer's head to hold it deep inside her.

"Please," was all Jennifer could say, muffled, as she eagerly licked and probed Lara's cunt.

Lara, looking at the clock and realizing too much time had flown by for leisure, decided to multi-task as she stood up and ordered, "Slide up the couch."

Jennifer was briefly disappointed when the cunt disappeared, but quickly obeyed, as she watched Lara turn around and straddle her face again but this time in the ultimate position... this time in a 69.

"Time is of the essence," Lara pointed out before she buried her face in her pre-wedding snack.

"Oh God, Lara," Jennifer moaned as she tried to lick while being licked. The intense pleasure after this extensive teasing and temptation that had lasted for weeks had her mind go to mush.

"Keep licking, my sister slut," Lara ordered, knowing when name-calling was needed.

"Oh yes, I love your cunt," Jennifer declared, as she resumed her hungry licking, wondering how she had resisted this temptation for so long.

"I know you do," Lara moaned, as she slowly licked Jennifer's box. Lara was a pussy eating connoisseur, and knew how to drive a girl wild with her tongue.

Jennifer licked and licked, moaning the entire time, as she wrapped her arms around Lara's ass for better control.

Lara teased the pussy lips, her tongue tracing over them gently. Lara then parted the pussy lips wide as she spread them with her tongue.

"Oh God Lara, you're driving me wild," Jennifer moaned, first the teasing and now the firm pressure making her entire body tremble.

"You have a sweet-tasting pussy, you sexy thang," Lara drawled.

"Guys don't say so," Jennifer admitted between her own licks.

"Guys are fucking lazy idiots," Lara said bluntly.

"Tough to argue with that," Jennifer moaned, as they both then focused on the task at tongue.

Jennifer licked rapidly and with eager aggressiveness; conversely, Lara continued her tantric tease.

"Oh God, eat my cunt," Jennifer begged, the teasing driving her crazy.

"I come first," Lara pointed out.

"Oh God, you're driving me crazy," Jennifer declared, as she doubled her efforts to get her off, to taste Lara's cunt cum.

"Go to the accelerator, it's called a clit," Lara instructed, as she lifted her leg up to give easier access in their makeshift 69.

"You too," Jennifer replied, as she attacked the big, swollen clit like she was on a full frontal attack.

"Oh yes," Lara moaned, close to orgasm, as she flicked Jennifer's clit every few seconds, then watched the bride-to-be's legs quiver involuntarily.

"Come on my face, Lara, make me your lesbian slut," Jennifer begged, wanting both to taste Lara's cum and to get off herself.

"Get ready, my sexy slut," Lara said, as she began to grind on her face.

"Yes, give me your cum," Jennifer begged, not at all concerned that her make-up, that had taken an hour to do, must now be a complete mess.

"Oh yes, fuck, eat my cunt, you cum-hungry lesbian slut," Lara demanded, so close to orgasm that she had gotten aggressively verbal like she always did.

Jennifer licked, and seconds later her entire face was splattered with a gush of cunt cum, surprising her with the excessive amount. Yet she kept licking, amazed by the taste, amazed by the reality of what she was doing, amazed by her own euphoria.

Lara was surprised at how intense her orgasm was... although the climactic conclusion to a marathon seduction had played into it. She quit licking and for a minute enjoyed the euphoria coursing through her.

Jennifer lapped up every drop of cunt cum she could, finding it as sweet as her favourite wine.

As the orgasm faded, Lara got off the couch, spun Jennifer around, dropped to the floor and buried her face into the bride-to-be's pussy. "Time for Nirvana, sister-slut!"

"Oh God, yes," Jennifer moaned as Lara now attacked her cunt with unbounded aggression.

Lara shifted from teasing to pleasing as she probed the sweet cunt with her tongue. She wanted to give Jennifer the greatest orgasm of her life.

"Oh yes, fuck, Lara," Jennifer babbled, "Oh God, I'm so close."

Suddenly there was a knock at the door. "Are you decent, honey?"

"Oh God!" Jennifer gasped.

Lara kept licking, the idea of Jennifer's mother being outside the door only enhancing her excitement.

Jennifer, who was so close to the brink that she couldn't possibly control it, answered, "Give me a... minute!" The last word came more as a moan as the pleasure multiplied from the busy fingers sliding around inside her.

Lara slid two fingers inside the sopping wet pussy and expertly located Jennifer's likely never-before-visited g-spot. Her lips on the clit, her fingers tapping on the g-spot and Jennifer's orgasm erupted.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh, FUCK!" Jennifer screamed into her hand as her g-spot was ignited and sparked an instant orgasm unlike anything she'd ever experienced. Her head went light, her body caught fire and her cunt jetted out steamy cum in ways she never had before.

Lara shook her head left to right and pulled out her fingers to catch the flood of cum flowing out of the bride-to-be.

Jennifer's body quaked and quaked as she collapsed back and just let the heavens take over.

"Jennifer!" her mom called out anxiously. "You okay?"

"Fine!" Jennifer yelled, although her tone showed annoyance.

"Do you need any help?" the mother asked.