This is the second story in my escapades as a wedding photographer, and like my previous story, this actually happened.
As part of the wedding package, I take each member of the wedding party and take a few shots of them on their own. This gives them a few photographs that they can buy later knowing that they look great, and have been taken with the correct lighting, etc.
There is always one or two people in the group that you end up having banter with - usually a bridesmaid - and they are normally quite loud, and sometimes a little bit flirty. They can be really useful to help get the groups together because they know who Great Aunt Flo is, or that Uncle Bert is in the bar and should be in this shot.
The wedding took place in the Derbyshire countryside, amongst the rolling hills at a golf club. Standard wedding venue and really great for photographs. I'd photographed here a number of times, so was well aware of the best spots to get the best shots, and how things worked. The weather was great, and all was looking good.
The bride and her attendants were all staying in little chalet style rooms in the hotel grounds, and I'd been to see the bride and taken all the shots she wanted prior to the ceremony. Good to get a few in the bag before I went to see her future husband & did the same.
I'd identified one of the bridesmaids, Kerry, as my 'banter buddy' as she seemed to know everyone, and was bubbly and had an infectious carefree laugh.
The bride looked amazing (as they pretty much all do) and the ceremony went off without any problem. Everyone moved into the courtyard of the venue for much needed drinks, smokes, etc.
This was my cue to start taking the reportage style photographs that all brides want nowadays, and I snapped away with a long lens from a distance - so people act naturally and not put on fake smiles. All very natural shots.
My lens kept being drawn back to Kerry as she worked her way through the crowd of people, a few words here and there, chatting and laughing with various groups. She had that look and demeanour that screamed out to me that she was fun, a bit flirty and up for a laugh. I'd noticed that she didn't have a single person that she kept going back to - bridesmaids usually have the significant other that they hang around most of the time, and she didn't have one.
Once I'd done a number of shots, I managed to catch Kerry's eye and told her that I'd be taking the bridesmaids away individually to do the personal shots, and did she want to go first? She said that she'd sooner go last but would get me the other bridesmaids ready for when I needed them.
I took away the other 2 bridesmaids and got some lovely shots of them with the rolling countryside as the background, and told Kerry that I'd need her soon.
"I bet you do Paul, I've needed you for the last hour!"
With a wink, she moved back into the crowd, but not without looking over her shoulder and it was then that I noticed the glint as she made eye contact with me. I was slightly taken back by this comment, it was more flirty than I'd expected, but I cannot deny it caused a minor stirring in my groin.
As she disappeared into the throng of family & friends, I looked at Kerry with a different view. She was probably 5' 4" tall, had a slim but not skinny frame, breasts were maybe 36" and great legs. She also had a long neck, and I really am a sucker for a great neck. Her face had a cheeky, elfin look about it, another weakness of mine.
The bridesmaids were all dressed in off the shoulder purple silk dresses, which ended above the knee. I guess someone who knew about this sort of thing would call them cocktail dresses. All I knew was that looking at Kerry in that dress made my cocktail grow.
I took more shots of the happy couple, as they worked their way through the crowd, and knew that I needed to get Kerry's individual shots before they went in for the wedding breakfast. As I took a lot more photographs in the group, the lens kept catching Kerry, and each time she'd be looking directly at me, and would either wink, or blow a kiss, or raise her eyebrows in a question. Flirty indeed.
The wedding co-ordinator spoke to me and said that there was a slight delay in the meal, about an hour, but the venue had laid on lots more free drinks, so everyone seemed to be happy.
I worked my way around the courtyard and managed to get to Kerry.
"Are we going to go somewhere so I can do you on your own Kerry?" I asked as she came into earshot.
Kerry leaned into me and whispered into my ear, "Well well Paul, that's rather forward isn't it? Not that I'm complaining."
I could smell her perfume, mixed with fresh shampoo and her sweet breath, and looked at her exposed neck as she spoke to me. I could have kissed that neck right then and there.
As she moved away from my personal space, her hand lightly brushed against my cock, which was already in a state of semi-arousal.
She moved so she was facing me, a coy smile on her face as she started to blush.
"So... how and where do you want me?"
Those few words were so loaded with innuendo that I wanted to fuck her right there and then.
"Phew Kerry, you want to be careful saying things like that to me, I might explode!"
"Not yet Paul, but play your cards right and you never know..."
Her words hung in the air as I took her hand and led her to where I'd taken the previous bridesmaids photos, still unsure how far she wanted to take this.
"So what sort of shots do you want to take of me then Paul?"
The innuendo was still hanging in the air.
"It depends on how adventurous you want to be Kerry. Let's do some profile shots, and then we can play it by ear"
I took a number of really great shots of Kerry posing - looking at her flowers, looking over the countryside, etc. I suggested that she might want to lean on the stone wall behind her and look into the distance, so she turned around and leant her elbows on the wall slightly bent at the waist, her arse pointing towards me.
"Is this just a ploy so you can see my arse Paul?" She asked as she turned her head over her shoulder, the glint in her eye again.
I fired off a few more shots, and then she surprised me by saying,
"Here's one you can have for free."
She lifted the dress from the hemline, drawing it up to her waist, exposing her pink panties over her fabulous backside. I rattled off 20 shots within a second. I did notice that there seemed to be a darker spot in the gusset area, but that could be shadow.
I decided to play her flirty game right back at her.
"Shame that you are wearing underwear though, it would have made a fabulous photograph for my private collection..."
Kerry looked around to see if we could be seen, and then replied.
"You are SO bad."
Before I could say anything in response, her thumbs were in the waistband of the panties and she slid them down to her ankles. She started to reach down to remove them.
"Stop! Don't move. Leave them there, around your ankles and lean back over the wall."
Her eyes met mine, and she leant back over the wall, her dress covering her arse, but her wet panties around her heeled feet. I rattled off more shots.
"Do you like this then Paul? Do you like what you see?"
"Oh, I do. Just lift your dress again for me."
Kerry slowly lifted her dress again, her eyes never leaving mine as I took more shots of her delectable arse, but now able to see the glistening of her pussy in the sunlight.
"I think you better come and pick these up for me, don't you?"
I moved towards her and crouched down as she stepped out of her panties, my face level with her pussy. I couldn't resist it, and slid a finger over her swollen outer lips, feeling the soft wet flesh.
"Oh Jesus, you can keep doing that."
So I did.
I balled her panties and put them in my pocket as I stood up but kept my fingers sliding across her pussy, getting closer to her clitoris with each pass.
Kerry turned her head toward me and I leant down, our lips meeting for the first time. The thrill of that first kiss is always a turnon, and I was rock hard.
Kerry's hand moved to my crotch, instantly holding my cock over my trousers, and started to gently massage me.
