Wedding dress Stories

I want to say I had a feeling this would happen. I did have that feeling, but not in some kind of useful, psychic way. It felt just like any other intrusive thought. I told myself it was normal. Jitters. Like everyone must have on their wedding day. I breathed my way through hair and makeup and final fit check, and tried to smile and laugh along with my bridesmaids at the right intervals, as they tended to the details on...

"Look what I found," he murmured, his voice a seductive purr. His hand still buried in her pussy, he slowly stroked the engagement ring on her finger. "Is this..." He trailed off, his eyes gleaming with mischief as he held up the sparkling diamond. Sarah's eyes widened, her heart racing. Smiling, he pulled her closer. "Congratulations, princess," he said, his voice low. "A future marriage must be celebrated." With surpris...

Kenzie stares at herself in the mirror as I flit around, adjusting the ruffles of the wedding dress. It’s not at all her style, though she still looks absolutely radiant. Still, I can tell how uncomfortable the bride is. “This doesn’t have to be the dress, you know,” I remind her softly. “You just have to go out there, give them a little twirl, and tell everyone you’ll consider it.” Kenzie nods, staring at the hardwood fl...