The Big Day (Closed For Lotus_Maiden)

[KiwiD82]

Joel pulled up outside the address he'd been given.

As he climbed out of his car and readied his equipment, he reflected on just how much he loved weddings. He had to, really; as a photographer, they paid his bills.

But beyond that, he really did enjoy them. Not so much for the vows or the speeches, for the first dance or any of that. No, he loved weddings for the women.

The bride was always off limits; that was a given in his line of work. But guests and, even better, the bridesmaids...they were fair game.

There was something about the dresses at a wedding, especially on a hot spring day like today. The warmer the wedding, the more flesh he'd see - short dresses showing off long, delicious legs, and low necklines exposing their upper charms.

And as a photographer, he was entitled - expected, even - to stare. It was a privilege he liked to take full advantage of.

A tall and handsome man, Joel had been photographing weddings for a couple of years now and he had taken shots of hundreds of gorgeous women in that time. He'd had a lot fun with a few, too.

As he entered the house and without further warning started to take photos of the bridal party, he smiled to himself, reflecting on how surprisingly easy it was for a wedding photographer to get up to mischief without being noticed.

 

[Lotus_Maiden]

Amy, bridesmaid

Amy downed her third glass of wine while the stylists worked on her, the other bridesmaids, and the bride hair and make-up. Like the other four bridesmaids, she was in a pink, one-shoulder, lacy short dress. Her black hair was pulled back and curled, drooping over her shoulders. The make-up was light, yet enough to bring out her hazel eyes and pouty red lips.

The photographer went around the room, snapping pictures here and there while the wedding party getting ready. She couldn’t help but admired him for a second. He looked mature yet young at the same time. He was quiet handsome in just slack, shirt and tie. He came over to her station and pointed the Olympus camera at her.

She blew a kiss toward the camera, half meant for the tall and handsome behind the lenses.

 

[KiwiD82]

Joel spun the digital camera around, showing Amy the photo he'd just taken.

He often liked to do that with his favourite shots. It was like sharing a secret moment between artist and subject.

Amy could see herself looking back at her, a brief, off-the-cuff moment, caught permanently in an image.

In the lower corners, her dark tendrils crept down her slender neck. In the upper corners, her striking hazel eyes shone brightly. And in the centre, perfectly in focus, her pouty red lips offered a delicious kiss.

"What do you think?" Joel smiled.

 

[Lotus_Maiden]

The stylist walked off to the next bridesmaid when Joel showed her the picture. Amy grabbed his hand and pulled the camera closer so she could see herself on the 3” LCD screen. Her manicured, red fingernails dug gently on his skin.

She looked up at him, caught his smile, and smiled back. “I like it. Don’t you? You’re a pretty good photographer.”

From his position, he could probably see an eye-full of the top of her breasts and cleavage. She wasn’t wearing any bra. The thick fabric and a few of the decorate flowers on the dress were enough to hide her nipples, soft or hard.

 

[KiwiD82]

Joel did absolutely nothing to pull his hand away, enjoying the feel of her warm fingers and nails as he held the camera.

"Of course I like it," he teased in response. "I took it! And you're a pretty good bridesmaid."

Ahh, bridesmaids. They were always his personal favourite. Yes, most people's attention was focused on the bride, but in Joel's mind, that meant overlooking the bevy of beauties who accompanied her.

And when they looked like Amy and wore a dress that showed off legs and a cleavage like hers...

Joel gently pulled his camera back and pointed it at her again. The frame captured everything: her beautifully styled hair, those gorgeous hazel eyes, and that delicious looking cleavage.

"How about another kiss?" he spoke under his breath. "Blow for me..."

 

[Lotus_Maiden]

Amy chose to misheard his words and teased, "Blow you? But we just meet. I don't even know your name. Then again, I might consider it if i get another glass or two." She shook the empty glass in her hand. She chose not to say if she was only joking or being serious. Her eyes did glance down at his crotch before she winked at the camera. Her lips smooched the air once again for another shot.

The camera man was cute, and a little flirting wouldn't hurt anyone right?

Thne bride called out for her across the room. "Well, duty calls. Raincheck on that, big guy." She got up and walked off. Her hips swayed left to right as the four inch heels clicked on the hardfloor. Even with the add-on, Amy was still barely 5'5". She had a petite frame with nice round ass and breasts that were a little disproportional, but all natural.

 

[KiwiD82]

Joel chuckled when Amy deliberately misheard him, but he couldn't help letting his imagination run wild in that moment.

He pictured those bright red, pouty lips encircling his shaft, sliding up and down its length; her hand gripping and stroking him, her perfectly manicured nails wrapped around his base.

All he could do was bite his lip to keep from responding how he wanted to.

All the while, he maintained the camera angle, her gorgeous face looking up at him, her enticing cleavage rising and falling with each breath in the conversation.

And then she looked at his crotch. With both hands on the camera, he had no way of hiding what his imagination had done to him. All he could do was take a few shots as she winked at him and blew another kiss.

She stood up as her bride called for her. The dress hugged her body perfectly, accentuating her chest and those amazing legs. Even in heels, she was quite a bit shorter than he was. He'd always had a thing for short women.

"I'm Joel," he finally replied, as if giving his name somehow made what she'd suggested completely permissible. "And you're Amy."

He watched as she walked away, taking more photos of her perfect form, grateful for the brief respite from her charms.

If professionalism had been his goal today, he doubted his ability to maintain it throughout.

Joel went to take some photos of the wedding cars. He needed the fresh air. By the time he'd wandered back inside, the bridal party was together as a group, sharing more champagne. He lined them all up with the bride in the middle, taking a variety of shots.

But when he looked through the lens, the only person he watched was Amy, and there were a number of shots that were supposedly of the group, where he had actually zoomed in and only taken photos of the petite beauty with perfectly styled black hair.

One of the perks of the job, he supposed.

 

[Lotus_Maiden]

Amy posed with the bridal party as Joel took their pictures. The girls shared laughter and more champagne. Amy wasn't drunk but the alcohol was definitely giving her a happy buzz already. Majority of it was leftover from last night's Bachelorette Party. She glanced over to the camera man now and then, smiling and winking whenever she caught his eyes. After a few minutes, she walked over to him.

“Joel, right? The bride is going to change into her dress now. You’re gonna have to leave for a minute. Come on.” She headed out the door with him. She closed the door behind them. The hallway was empty and quiet with soft elevator music in the background.

“Drink?” She offered him her glass of champagne. Her red lipstick printed on the side of the flute. "So how many weddings have you been to? I bet it gets pretty tedious after awhile huh? You manage to remember my name though. Impressive."

 

[KiwiD82]

Alone somewhere - anywhere - with Amy was an enviable place to be.

Joel watched the gorgeous bridesmaid's hazel eyes as she spoke, and he let out a light chuckle at her assessment of his job.

"Are you kidding?" he teased, letting his gaze fall to her feet and then slowly scale her body. "Taking photos of gorgeous women - what's not to like?"

Joel took the flute and turned it in his fingers so that when he took a sip, his mouth went over the exact place where hers had been. When he returned the glass to its rightful owner, he liked his lips, tasting her lipstick in the process.

"And remembering your name was easy. Some people just aren't worth forgetting."

The he leaned forward to whisper in her air, inhaling her perfume as he did and feeling his body beginning to stir just as it had when she'd toyed with him earlier.

"Let me put it this way," he added under his breath. "I can't remember any of the other bridesmaid's names..."

 

[Lotus_Maiden]

Amy chuckled at his remarks on his job. She didn’t flinch when he leaned in closer and confessed that he didn’t remember other bridesmaids’ names. Her eyes locked into his while she whispered back, “I feel very special then.”

His lips were very slightly pinker from the lipsticks on the flute. "Your got something on your lips there. Let me get it off for you."

Regardless if she missed read his intention or not, she leaned forward to kiss him. She didn’t care if it was the alcohol or her hormones affecting her at the moment. It was a gentle peck at first, just testing the water and waiting for his reaction.

 

[KiwiD82]

Joel grinned when Amy whispered that she felt special.

"You should do," he whispered back. "It's a special day."

And then she kissed him.

Despite all of the flirting, the shared smiles and winks, and the mental images he'd had of her earlier, Joel had been caught off guard.

He couldn't help but wonder if he'd erred somehow. Had he crossed some invisible line? Had he entertained too much pleasure in place of business? Was he being unprofessional? Was he going to get fired if they got caught?

Joel didn't know the answers to any of those questions. The only thing he knew was what he had to do next.

He returned her kiss.

 

[Lotus_Maiden]

Once he kissed back, Amy's kiss became bolder. Her lips pressed against his, pried it open just enough for her to slip her tongue inside his mouth. She breathed into him, enjoying the random and unexpected kisses. So much that she accidentally spilled whatever champagne left on his pants.

She pulled back. "Oops, sorry." Her hand ran over the damp spot as if it could just brush it dry. Of course it didn't help, but had another affect though. She noticed the small growing bulge between his legs. She looked up at him, teasingly questioned, "Do you pack a zoom lense down here, Joel?" Her hand gave it a gentle pat.

Amy had never been a shy girl but was not really a promiscuous girl either. She was extra frisky today, largely because of alcohol. Also she was still hot and bother from the partying with male strippers and dirty dancing last night. So playful teasing and flirting with the photographer wouldn't hurt anyone right? Playing with the other guests might come back to haunt her later. With Joel, he couldn't tattletail since he didn't know anyone else at the wedding. He didn't seem to mind either. He wasn't resisting.

"How about a private photo session?" Her hand pressed down harder, slowly rubbing up and down.

 

[KiwiD82]

Joel closed his eyes as the kiss continued. Her lips were soft and wet with the combination of lipstick and champagne. Her perfume was more intoxicating than her drink. And his body was already responding.

Then her drink landed on his pants, and their kiss broke. Almost immediately, Amy's hand found the same place.

Joel didn't say anything in response to her quick witted comment about the size of his lens, but he did let out a sigh.

Amy was certain to be the most gorgeous woman at the wedding - the bride didn't even come close as far as the photographer was concerned - and she was rubbing him through his pants.

It was no wonder it had taken him this long to regain some semblance of composure.

"A private photo shoot, huh," he spoke under his breath. "I don't know this house so you'll have to pick the studio...but if you're a good model, I'll waive my fee."

 

[Lotus_Maiden]

“I have other form of payment in mind. Come.”

Amy grabbed his free hand and led him down the hallway. They took a corner and went into a third room on the right. It was a guestroom that she had share with the other bridesmaids the night before. There was a king bed and loads of pillows and blankets all over the place from the floor to the chaise.

She pushed the photographer’s back against the closed door. “So how do you want me? What kind of pose should we do first huh?” She pressed her chest against his but gave enough space for her hand to slip in between their bodies and found his crotch once again. This time, it felt much harder and fuller.

“It feels like someone is ready for a close up."

 

[KiwiD82]

Joel let Amy lead him down the hall, admiring the backs of her legs, calves accentuated by her heeled shoes and thighs slender and toned. The photographer imagined those legs spread apart with the bridesmaid's gorgeous body bent over, her sweet voice begging him to enter her.

The click of a closing door snapped him back to the present, and all of a sudden her gorgeous chest was pressed into him, her hand was rubbing his growing hardness, and she was asking about poses.

"Any pose of yours would sell magazines, Amy," he breathed between groans as he pushed his crotch back against her hand.

He bit his lower lip as his free hand grabbed at her backside through the layered material of her dress. Then his feet nudge her delicious legs apart, spreading them as he breathed heavily against her. The hand on her backside then tugged at the dress and Amy could hear a familiar clicking sound.

Joel had his camera pointing upwards under the hem of her dress, and the shutter was opening and closing rapidly. The automatic flash had activated due to the darker space, flashing light and heat up Any's fine inner legs with each shot.

"For my private collection," Joel grinned.

He groaned again when she spoke of a close up, reluctantly bringing his camera back out from under her dress.

"I'll make sure I focus hard," he quipped.

 

[Lotus_Maiden]

Instead of resisting, Amy willing parted her legs and letting him grabbed her dress. She heard a few clicks and saw couple flashes beneath her. She scoffed when he said it’s for his private collection. She whispered next to his ear, “Oh you naughty photographer.”

She kissed the nape of his neck while her hands worked together to unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants. Her teeth grazed gently on his flesh. She pulled his pants down enough for it to fall off to his feet. Her hand slipped under his boxer. She ran her fingernails along his shaft, from balls to tip. His member was hard and burning hot.

She looked at him with a sly smirk. With the other hand, she pulled out her cellphone from the dress’ pocket. “Now for my collection.” She went on her knees, peeled the boxer off him the same time. His member stood at attention at her eye-level. It looked bigger than it felt in her hand. She snapped a quick picture of it.

Her eyes gazed up at him. “I wonder if it taste as good as it looks.”

 

[KiwiD82]

Joel's breathing was heavy as Amy raked her nails up the length of his shaft. He had to lean back against the door to maintain his balance as she dropped to her knees and fully exposed his length, 9" of thick, veiny pleasure standing to attention. He could feel it throb as she took her photo and a small amount of pre-cum escaped the very tip in appreciation.

Joel raised his camera and began to take more photos as their tryst continued. From where he stood, he could see her lust-filled hazel eyes, her hungry pouty red lips, and down the front of her dress deep into her exquisite cleavage.

"Better than champagne, I'm told," he teased back in response through the lens. "It can have a pretty explosive aftertaste, though."

 

[Lotus_Maiden]

Her lips barely touched the end of his cock like she was kissing it while his camera snapping from above. Her eyebrow rose at his claim. "Oh really? I'll be the judge of that."

Her tongue slowly twirled around his cock's head. Her tip flicked across the slit. Her hand curled around the base of his length. She squeezed it tightly while her mouth clamped down on the mushroom head. She nibbled on it while her tongue swirled around it inside her mouth. She sucked on it until she tasted his pre-cum. She could barely taste the tangness from the small amount of his fluid.

She pulled her head back, looked up at him and grinned. "It's not too bad, Joel. I think we need more taste testing though." As soon as she stopped talking, she slipped his cock inside her mouth. It went half way into her mouth; her lips touched her hand. Her mouth and hand worked together while she kept her eyes on him to watch his enjoyment and reaction.

 

[KiwiD82]

Amy had a skilled tongue. Joel knew that already - her quick wit, flirtatious comments, and playful approach to him had made that obvious.

But now he was witnessing - and feeling - the true talent of her mouth as she teased him expertly. Joel couldn't keep quiet, and he found himself moaning to her touches, biting his bottom lip as he looked down at her through the lens. And still he couldn't stop taking photos, her luscious wet lips in focus along with her lustful gaze that insisted she was in full control, and her perfect cleavage blurred but still visible.

He groaned as her painted fingernails curled around the base of his shaft and she half swallowed him, encasing his swollen head in her moist warmth. He wanted to drop the camera. He wanted to grab the back of her head and pull it down further onto him; to thrust into her mouth; to face fuck the perfect bridesmaid.

But somehow he managed to restrain himself, clicking freely on his camera, photographing the gorgeous Amy as - true to her word - she blew him.

 

[Lotus_Maiden]

Amy heard the guests arriving and gathering in the backyard just outside and below them. She didn’t care nor paid them any attention. She had something more urgent at hands, rather in her mouth. She wanted to grin when the photographer’s camera clicked away, documenting her blowjob, but her mouth was too full. His cock throbbed inside her mouth. The head pressed against her top palate while her tongue flicked the underside. She sucked like it was a pacifier. Her hand rotated left to right around the shaft as the other rubbed his balls gently.

The blow job had the desired effect not only to him but also on herself. She was getting wet. The lacy white thong turned sticky and clung to her mound. She moved her legs, rubbing her thighs together and creating whatever friction she could get. Her head bounced up and down; his cock slipped and slid in and out of her mouth. Her pace quickened and her lips clamped down harder. She wanted that explosive aftertaste!

 

[KiwiD82]

Joel continued to moan as Amy pleasured him, his full length either in her mouth or being massaged by her soft hands. His audible expressions of satisfaction were intermittently interrupted by gasps and held breaths, as he was conscious that their noise could alert the rest of the bridal party to what was going on.

And with other guests arriving, he knew he'd be needed soon. He had to give Amy what she wanted, and he had to do it soon.

With his camera shutter opening and closing seemingly at will, and flashes of light bathing Amy with each click, Joel knew he wouldn't last long.

He looked at her hazel eyes, her full red lips, her irresistible cleavage, her gorgeous legs, and her painted fingernails as a familiar tightening feeling ran through him, the oncoming wave of climax impossible to ignore.

With a loud grunt, Joel's body tensed and he erupted into Amy's mouth, thick and hot cum squirting between her delicious lips as his body released its satisfaction that she was so hungrily craving.

 

[Lotus_Maiden]

It was like the photographer could read her mind, tensing up and preparing to cave into her craving. He exploded. Sticky streams hit the back of her mouth and dripped down her throat. She tried to swallow it all, not wanting any stain on the bridesmaid dress or mess up her make-up. His cum was slimy, salty, yet quenching. She pulled her head back, and his cock slid out with a soft plop. Her hand encircled the head and caught the last of his cum.

Joel wasn’t short of cum!

Amy rose to her feet. She brought her sticky hand to her lips and licked off his white substance. “Hm, you’re right. It does taste better than champagne.” She leaned tightly into him and pressed her gooey lips against his.

While they shared a long kiss, the wedding planner stormed up and down the hallway looking for her. “Have anyone see Amy? I need all the bridesmaids, people. We’re about to start. And where the hell is that second photographer?”

Amy broke their kiss. Her hand gave his softened cock one last gentle squeeze. “Duty call, big guy.” As much as she hated to leave all wet, hot and horny, she had a wedding to be in after all. She straightened up, making she didn’t look out of place and heading for the door. Before she disappeared into the hallway, she offered, “find me later if you’re up a taste of my special cocktail.”

 

[KiwiD82]

Joel was panting heavily by the time Amy left him, alone and exposed. He looked down at the sheen of saliva that had settled upon his length, before putting it away and doing up his fly.

The photographer went to leave but hesitated. He knew he was needed, but he couldn't resist looking back through his most recent photos on the digital screen of his camera, watching Amy suck him off again, her eyes hungry with list and her lips glistening with his own saliva.

Finally he stepped out of the room and made his way towards the ceremony, adamant that he would indeed taste the bridesmaid's special cocktail - and then some.