Maid of Honor (closed for RoleplayMaster)

[lusciously]

Faith took a glass of diet coke and strolled out onto the lawn. The church had been stuffy and hot, and the wedding ceremony had been painfully long. She had stood in line with the other bridesmaids and kept a smile plastered on her face for so long she thought she might sprain a cheek, and she had been so bored that the second bridesmaid had to nudge her to get her to give her sister the ring. It had almost been a disaster, and she was fully expecting to catch shit about it every time she saw her sister for the next few decades.

Worse than that was the dress. She had been at school, and the wedding had been scheduled for the day after her high school graduation, so Faith had barely received her diploma before she had to fly home for her sister's bachelorette. There had been no time to try on the dress again. A cool yellow strapless number with a short, slit skirt, it had been perfect for her when she had fitted it in January, but she had grown since then, from a shapeless girl to a voluptuous young woman. Her breasts had grown from a B to a D, and she could hardly breathe in the dress without risking spilling out of it. Her ass and thighs had filled out so that the slit was pulled open, so she hadn't been able to wear pantihose under it, and in general felt like a sausage stuffed into a canary silk casing.

She felt eyes on her during the ceremony, and saw the disapproval on the eyes of the older women as they came out of the church after, but what was she to do? It was hardly her fault that the family figure had chosen these months to catch up with her. Now, she just had to make it through the dinner before she could go back to her room and change into something she could dance in without completely embarrassing herself. She wasn't sure she'd be able to eat much, but after the ceremony, she needed something cold to drink. She'd have preferred to remain under the tent in the shade, but she wanted to get away from her sister, who was setting up court already, and was ready to blow up at anyone, especially Faith, who had nearly ruined everything and looked like a cheap slut, or a five dollar whore, or ... Faith didn't remember exactly what else her big sister had called her before the ceremony, but it hadn't gotten any nicer.

 

[RoleplayMaster]

.......

 

[lusciously]

Faith turned in surprise when she heard the voice calling her, and for a moment she just stared at the middle-aged man who comes at her with his arms open. Without knowing entirely who he is, she hugs him, and then it comes back to her. Childhood summers at the beach, with her family and her father's friends in the cottage next door. She mostly remembered his car, which had been fast and sleek next to her family's boxy SUV, and the way her mother had been scandalized by the tiny bathing suit that he had worn. She blushed as she stepped back, remembering the way that she and her sister had giggled about him, innocently curious about what that was in the tight suit.

"Mister and Missus Gold!" she said, her enthusiasm melting when she saw the scowl on Mrs. Gold's face. She glanced down to make sure she hadn't slipped out of the dress when she hugged the older woman's husband, but everything was decent.

"I just graduated, yesterday" she said, replying to his question, and tried to think what she knew about him. She couldn't ask him if he still wore banana-hammocks to the beach, but at the moment it was all she could remember. So she turned to look at the bar.

"Can you make a mojito?" she asked the bartender, who raised an eyebrow but then nodded, turning to make the drink. She turned back to the Golds. "So, um ... do you guys still go to the beach much?"

 

[RoleplayMaster]

.......

 

[lusciously]

Faith blushes at the name of the shot, and glances down again, but the mojito is sweet and the shots seem to go straight to her head. She never remembered Mr Gold being so charming before, but then, she reminds herself, she was a little girl back then. Now she was a young woman, and a bridesmaid, and she knew that he was finally seeing her as a person, instead of as a little brat at the beach.

She talked about her plans for college and her hopes for the future, and hardly noticed that he scarcely listened to a word she said. She grinned as she reached the bottom of her drink and set it on the bar. The sun is shining, and she feels a little light-headed and giddy as they talk, and she doesn't mind that Mr Gold's eyes seem to drift down, though it makes her blush.

"Oh no," she says. "I don't have to do anything else for the wedding. I mean, I think I'm supposed to make a toast or something at dinner, but what am I supposed to say, really? I just wish that she had waited like, a week, so I could have got this dress altered. I don't see how I'm supposed to dance without my tits popping out all over...."

She realized what she was saying, and her face turned a bright red. She covered her mouth, as if she could stuff the words back in, looking up at Mr Gold with her blue eyes wide.

 

[RoleplayMaster]

.......

 

[lusciously]

"Seeing someone? God no, I don't even know any guys my age. That school was like a maximum security convent." She was happy to talk about the friends she was leaving behind, and the plans they had made to keep in touch, and she hardly noticed Mrs Gold's scowl when she left. She had enough of women giving her shit today, like it was her fault her breasts had decided to grow these few months. The second drink went down as quick as the first as she tried to cool off, and before she knew it, she was giggling at nothing, and the world was suddenly brighter than before. She wondered if this was what it was like to be drunk.

Ben handed her a third drink, which she sucked on fiercely as he led her away from the reception, trying to drown her embarrassment, but Ben didn't tease her or tell her she was being childish. He just steered her into the garden by the hotel where it was quiet and shady. Then he started talking to her about her breasts, and it was strange. She felt like it should have been creepy, but it wasn't. It was natural, and she smiled at him, happy that he was so cool about it. Everything she had heard had made her expect guys to be complete animals about her tits, but he was just interested in a nice way.

"No, I tried the dress on in January, but I was only a b cup then. I'm at least a D now, close to a double." She cupped her breasts and very nearly lifted them out of the dress before she realized they were still in a public place, even if there was nobody around. "I couldn't exactly wear a normal bra with this dress," she said. "And it's not like I could go shopping for a strapless bra on the computers at school, so I had to skip the bra altogether. Any Mary's acting like it's somehow my fault. It's not like I had a say on when the graduation was."

 

[RoleplayMaster]

.......

 

[lusciously]

Faith could hardly believe she had almost flashed Ben, and she blushed fiercely, but even more when he responded to it so casually. If he had been a younger man, or single, she would have been suspicious, but she had known him all of her life, and after all, he was here with his wife.

"I've never shown any guys," she said, almost pleading with him. She wasn't sure he'd believe her after what she had just done, but it suddenly seemed important to her that he not think she was some kind of slut. On the other hand, she didn't want to seem like a stuck-up virgin, so she added. "I never had the chance to date anyone when I was at school."

"I ... I didn't know I was supposed to match my bra and panties," she said, embarrassed to be so ignorant. She bit her lip as she looked up at him, glad that it was him and not some young guy that would laugh at her stupidity. "I thought not wearing panties was sort of ... trashy."

"Maybe I should go and change," she said. She had a dress that fit better that was formal enough for the wedding, and she thought her sister might prefer her out of the bridesmaid's dress that was so awkward and revealing, even if it meant she wouldn't be wearing the same thing as the other girls. She could put on a bra and panties that matched at the same time. She turned to go when the thought struck her that she was being rude, and she turned to Ben.

"Would you like to come?" she said. "I could use your advice."

 

[RoleplayMaster]

.......

 

[lusciously]

"I'm just wearing a regular white thong," she said, giggling as she led him to the elevator. Then she whispered to him, "This dress is so tight regular panties would have shown right through."

Faith lets him in the room, giggling, and then looks around. Not only is her makeup spread all over the dresser, and her suitcase open and all of her clothes spread out. Not only were the clothes she wore on the plane on the floor, including her panties, but the gift her roommate had given her of incredibly skimpy lingerie was still in the box, open on the dresser.

"Oh my gosh!" she says, scrambling to pick up her panties and close the suitcase at the same time. She stumbles onto her knees and hides the panties behind her back as she looks up at Mr Gold, who doesn't seem bothered by it at all. She smiles nervously and bites her lip. "Um ... sorry about the mess ... I didn't have time to unpack or anything."

 

[RoleplayMaster]

.......

 

[lusciously]

He lifts her chin with his finger, and Faith stares up at him with her big blue eyes wide and innocent, immediately obeying the tone of his voice without thinking what he is ordering her to do. She hands him the simple, cotton panties and blushes. She is embarrassed both to have him examining her underwear and also by how plain they are. She has never given a lot of thought to underwear before, but now she realizes how important it is to making an impression, and the white briefs Ben in looking at are the kind of panties a child or a grandmother would wear. Not a sexy young woman.

"I wore them on the flight yesterday, yes," she said. When he lifts the box of the dresser, her face flushes scarlet, almost the same shade as the sheer lacey corset and g string in the box. She sees the card that her roommate had written hanging off the bottom of the box, secured by a piece of tape. be this girl, Faith, remember no virgins allowed in college! It had been a huge joke the night before they graduated, when they had talked about guys and sex and romance, the way they talked about ships and space shuttles. Things they knew existed but that they had no experience of.

"That ... that was a present," she stammered, too ashamed of what Mr Gold must think of her not just owning something like that, but practically displaying it in her room for anyone to see. "My roommate thought it would be funny, but I never wore it." No matter how much the girls had teased her, she hadn't put it on that night. She had had the strangest feeling that there would be no turning back.

 

[RoleplayMaster]

.......

 

[lusciously]

She had never thought it was rude of her not to try the lingerie on, but when he went on, she had to admit, it didn't sound very considerate. She tried to explain that it had been more of a joke present than a real one, and that it would have been weird to put it on in a room full of girls. He never let her get a word in, before he was pulling her onto her feet and sending her off to the bathroom to put it on, and she was so used to doing as she was told that the bathroom door had closed behind her before she stopped to think about what he was asking her to do.

He didn't seem to be embarrassed about any of it, though, and he had been really nice to her, so she took a deep breath and did what she was told. She stripped off her bright yellow dress and her panties and put on the gift outfit. The corset had partial cups, lifting and supporting her breasts but leaving them bared, her dark rosy nipples standing up proudly, though Faith could hardly believe she was wearing such a thing. The g string was a tiny wisp of cloth that hardly covered her mound and left her ass completely exposed. She stared at herself in the mirror and knew that she couldn't possibly let Mr Gold see her this way.

Except, she can't begin to think how to tell him why, and he's right. They can't stay up here all day. She takes a deep breath and reminds herself to be brave. It's just Mr Gold, and he won't be angry. After all, it was him who told her to put it on. She opens the door and steps slowly out, turning as he directs her, to show herself off to him.

 

[RoleplayMaster]

.......

 

[lusciously]

Her confusion and uncertainty paralyzes her as she comes out of the bathroom, almost naked, but his calm assurance helps her to feel at ease, and she smiles thankfully at him as she kneels at his feet. She blushes as he holds up her bras, both plain cotton and dull, and she quickly explains. "I've been growing so fast that I haven't really gotten rid of all the ones that don't fit anymore, Mr. Gold, I'm sorry, I know I should have, but I am a double D now. I know .... for ... sure."

Her words falter at the end as he reaches down to squeeze her breast. She looks up at him with her mouth hanging open, knowing that this is not normal. Men don't just squeeze women's breasts like that. They should, she thinks, as his hand massages her flesh, making her whole body tense with pleasure and a strange excitement. It's like she's out of breath even though she's sitting still, and she feels a strange heat between her thighs. She giggles a little breathlessly as she looks up at him.

"Mister Gold ... should you be doing that?" she says, blushing bright red as she grins up at him. Then she lowers her eyes as he asks her the big question, and her voice drops to a whisper. "I am a virgin," she says. "We joked about how we couldn't go to college virgins, but I don't really know any guys, so I don't know if I'm going to be able to ... you know ... do it."

 

[RoleplayMaster]

.......

 

[lusciously]

"I didn't know there were different kinds of virgins," she said, blushing. She only vaguely knew what virginity meant. It had to do with letting boys get in her pants, and sticking things in her, but thus far, no boys had tried anything like that. Her school taught reproduction in such a clinical way that any connection she made between what she had learned in school and her own body was purely academic. It certainly had nothing to do with the heat she was feeling between her legs.

"I think I'm every kind of virgin," she said, but frowned. "Except my cousin Tom fed me a lollipop once. Does that count?"

Shyly, but unwilling to disobey him, she nodded her head and allowed him to blindfold her. She was eager to learn as much as she could about sex now that she was out of school, and while she was confused about the game, she trusted Mr. Gold. She opened her mouth and slid her tongue out as instructed, and felt something hot and hard slide into her mouth. It was strange, exploring with her lips and her tongue, and trying to imagine what on earth it could be.

It was hot, but not enough to burn, and hard, but there was a little give at the round tip. There was a ridge a little ways past the tip and then a different textured length that went as far as she could reach with her lips before the tip nearly choked her. It was salty and had a strong, oddly pleasant musk. She slid her tongue around it again and again, trying to find a clue, but it did not seem like anything in her experience. The thought of him spanking her made her squirm nervously, and she stalled, sucking on the thing in her mouth as her mind raced.

 

[RoleplayMaster]

.......

 

[lusciously]

She tried to explain about Tom and the lollipop, but it had been so strange. She had wanted to suck it, but he kept pushing it in and out of her mouth and asking her if she liked it. The strange thing was that he had kept asking her similar things to what Ben was asking her. Did she like it? Did she want more? She had liked it, but no matter what she said to Tom, he had asked her again and again. "I mean, it was like it was a really big deal that I like sucking on lollipops!" she had said, just before Mr Gold blindfolded her.

Now she was trying to figure out what he had put in her mouth. She took his advice, swirling her tongue around it, trying to figure out what it was. Then she tried bobbing her head up and down, the thing sliding between her lips as she did, but it didn't seem to tell her anything new. It was like a thick pole covered with a soft, smooth skin, and it tasted salty, almost like sucking her thumb, though this was obviously bigger than a thumb.

 

[RoleplayMaster]

.......

 

[lusciously]

"He stopped when my mom saw what we were doing," Faith said. "She was really pissed, too, but...." That was as far as she got before Mister Gold slipped his thing in her mouth, and she concentrated on trying to figure out what it was.

She felt it all over with her lips, at least as far along it as she could before it threatened to choke her, and her tongue explored the shape of it inside her mouth, but she still could not think of anything that it could be. It tasted of flesh, but there was no meat in the room, unless he had smuggled a drumstick up in his pocket. Even then, it had no taste of cooking, and she could feel blood pulsing through it. So it had to be a part of his body, she decided, just as he pulled it out of her mouth. She felt a string of spit fall down her neck to her exposed breast and shivered at the thought of him looking down at her so very nearly naked.

"It's too big to be your finger," she said, thinking aloud. "It is a part of your body though, isn't it?" She nodded to herself. It smelled the way he smelled, though much stronger. She tried to imagine his body, and where there would be a long, thick pole like that. Then she remembered the class on reproduction, and her face turned bright red, hot with embarrassment as she remembered what he had been asking her about being a mouth virgin.

"Mister Gold," she whispered. "Is it ... is it your ... penis?"

Her lip was trembling as she asked, her body frozen in a kind of paralysis. Had he really just put his penis in her mouth? She tried to think how long she had been sucking it, a few minutes at least, she guessed. She thought she should be angry at him for tricking her that way, but then she thought, she never would have done it if he hadn't tricked her, and the fact was that she had sort of liked it. She wanted to do it again, but knowing what it was.

 

[RoleplayMaster]

.......

 

[lusciously]

She answered, and there was a pause, and she suddenly wondered if she was wrong. What would he think of her? She shivered with dread at the humiliation that would follow. It was only a few heartbeats that her answer sat there in silence, but it seemed like an eternity. Then he slid the thing back inside her mouth, and she sucked on it eagerly, as if she could make up for her embarrassment by getting it right on her next guess.

"That is exactly correct dear." She shuddered with relief, still bobbing her head up and down on it as he removed the blindfold, and she saw the thick root of it sticking out from his belly like a pillar. She sat back on her heels, letting him slip out of her mouth, and wiping her chin, shyly. "I thought you said you were a total virgin...how did you know what a cock would feel like inside your mouth?"

"I just couldn't think what else it could be. It was too thick and long for a finger, and I knew you didn't bring any food up here." She blushed again and looked at the long thing, half of its angry, red length glistening with her spit. She had finally sucked a cock, she realized, and it hadn't been as bad as she'd been afraid it might be. It had actually been nice.
"You are a very smart girl, i bet you graduated top of your class. It is clear you are such a very smart girl, you did a good job figuring this out, and now you won the game. As promised, you can talk to me about sex and ask me sexual questions and i will answer them for you. Go ahead...start asking Faith."

She beamed at his praise, and glanced up at his face for a moment before her eyes returned to his thick cock, bobbing in front of her nose. The trouble was that she hardly knew where to begin asking questions. There was so much she wanted to know, so much she wanted to feel. She trembled with excitement as she looked at the cock in front of her, wondering about it. She had known that men had them, but she had never known how beautiful they were. She couldn't wait to have one in her mouth again, and she looked up at him, realizing what she wanted to know most of all.

"How long does it last?" she asked. "How do I know when it's done?"