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Wedding Shoes“You need to alter your face, big time young lady!” The harshness of the words from her father had cut Leah much deeper than anything her mother could have said. That was always the way.“Just remember, this isn’t your day. It isn’t about what you want. It’s important that your big sister is there for her friend as she marries the man of her dreams. So I suggest you stop sulking about who has the better dress – take some time out and get your act together.”Leah stomped off. If truth be told her foul mood had been simmering for a few weeks. Having spent weeks perusing dresses for her sister’s best friend’s wedding, she had finally settled on one – a gorgeous satin cowl midi number. Only then was she told she couldn’t wear it. “It’s too much like ours (the bridesmaids’ ones),” her sister Beth had protested. It had been a comical diva-style hissy fit. But eventually, after bleating to literally everyone, Beth had gotten her way.Peeved, Leah had chosen something vastly different – a borderline slutty pink skater dress. But deep down she was still annoyed and had woken up at the hotel in a foul mood.Taking her dad’s words literally she decided to go AWOL for a bit and let off some steam. Her phone was with the rest of her stuff and so she decided to go and find it and sulk.Kindly, the bride’s auntie had allowed the bridesmaids and select others such as herself use her room as a drop in for getting dressed and having hair and makeup done. It was literally huge and on the ground floor, so it had been ideal. As she pushed her way in the sight that greeted Leah made her feel a little sorry for the woman. She seemed nice and her room now looked as if it had been burgled!It took her a moment to even figure which pile of stuff was hers. Then she perched carefully on the edge of the bed not wanting to crease her dress more than she could get away with. After a few minutes of scrolling through her social media, Leah was bored. She sighed and dropped the phone on the woman’s bed. She realised that she was maybe out of order. Beth had been really looking forward to the day and it was unfair to take the shine off it. Yet she wasn’t quite ready to admit that out loud or apologise yet.Leah stretched back a little further, kicking her legs out. The toes of her heels bumped against something on the floor. A glance showed her it was a gorgeous pair of high heel sandals. The room’s occupant – Nichole she seemed to think her name was, had been debating whether to wear those or another pair of court shoes.She chose wrong, Leah thought, absent-mindedly picking the abandoned pair up. These suited her dress way better. The girl studied them, needing to kill a little more time before they were called for photos. Oddly, the woman seemed to acknowledge they were better. But the deciding factor for her seemed to be that the other pair were fresh out of the box whilst these navy sandals had been worn before. Now that they were in her hands, she could see some minute scuffs under the soles. She ran her French nail extension across the lines, turning canlı bahis the heel over and over admiring its beauty.Just then the strangest urge overtook her. For no reason other than its beauty and pure impulse, she wanted to sniff the shoe. She calmly looked around, confirming the room was empty. And then she quickly lifted the shoe up to her nose.Leah closed her eyes and drew a deep breath. Had anyone ever mentioned doing such a thing to her she would have pulled them to shreds and ripped the piss out of them something chronic. Yet here she was, sniffing a stranger’s high heels like it was the most normal thing in the world.Worse – way worse, she suddenly realised that a damp patch was spreading across her thong in a warm hot flush. She bit her lip, realising that worse than the shoe smelling was the fact that she didn’t care that she was enjoying it.“What the fuck are you doing?”The voice came from the now open en-suite doorway. Leah leapt from the bed, dropping the shoe instantly. “I … I … was just admiring your shoes.”“You were sniffing my shoes!” Nichole almost yelled.“I … I can explain.”The woman paused, seeming to study Leah with eyes that burned with anger. With violation. “You need to leave. Get the hell out of my room,” she said, turning away.Filled with dread, Leah ran over to where the woman was. “No – I … please!” The desperation in her voice now halted the older woman. Their eyes met, Leah sensing that she had a split second to do her explaining.“I have never done anything like that before,” she began.“Oh? And why now?” Nichole asked, obviously genuinely surprised.“I think the shoes are hot,” Leah added, working through the emotions on the fly as her mouth moved.“You like the shoes and so you wanted to smell them?” she asked, genuinely confused.“I … I think you’re hot.”“You think I’m hot?” she gasped. Nichole was only a sliver over forty. Her beauty and elegance belied a woman who was perhaps not the most liberal minded. This was clearly new territory for her.“Yes …” Leah answered. As she drank in the sight of the woman before her, she realised that she meant this as well. Nichole looked gorgeous in the frilly wrap dress from which her curves seemed to blossom. The woman didn’t respond immediately so the young girl pushed the advantage. “I saw the shoes and it made me think how sexy you’d have looked in them if you’d picked them. And … I just wanted to know how they smelled.” Leah blushed.Nichole’s lips parted. Leah wasn’t sure if this was pure surprise or little shoots of arousal. Either way she wanted to seize the moment. At nineteen she had never even kissed another girl. But she had thought about it.The woman ran her hands through her hair, scarcely able to comprehend the events of the last few minutes. Leah clasped the end of the tie belt and drew herself closer to Nichole. Their eyes met again. The older woman’s expression of fiery resilience had given way to one of curious vulnerability.Still sensing the edge and that she needed to act before too much thought went into this on either part, Leah leaned bahis siteleri in an placed a kiss on her full lips. It was a brief contact, just tapping for a reaction really. But there was little to no resistance.Leah leaned in and kissed her again, deeper this time. Their lips slightly parted. She briefly opened her eyes and realised that Nichole’s were wide open with a look that bordered on fear as if she didn’t know what the hell were happening to her. The kiss went on for a few seconds, soft lips tenderly exploring each other.Then the older woman gave in. She threw her arms around her seducer in a gesture which screamed if this is happening, then its happening properly. She ran her hands through Leah’s hair, kissing her deeply before breaking away, panting lightly.“I … I’ve never … what if someone comes in?”Leah shrugged and steered the woman in her arms towards the door to the en-suite. If someone comes in we can figure it out from there, she decided, still surprised at the level of her own arousal.Once inside she tugged at the belt of the woman’s dress. A few pulls and the wraparound garment fell open revealing a pair of sexy black briefs peering tantalisingly through her tights. The woman’s ample breasts seemed to spill from a strapless black bra that may have been a shade too small but that only added to the appeal of her curves.Spurred on, Leah kissed her again. She was panting now. As far as Leah could recall Nichole was a divorcee and seemed to be relishing the attention. The woman’s heels clopped against the tile flooring as she pushed her back against the sink. As their lips fought feverishly, Leah traced her hands up the sides of Nichole’s torso. She felt her mouth quiver slightly in hers at the sensation on her sides before her nails gripped the bottom of the bra.With one quick tug the bra was down to her waist allowing her breasts to fall free. Yet, they did not move far, enviably firm for her years.Leah took a step back to admire for a second. Through a combination of anticipation and the cool afternoon air her areolae stiffened. With a smirk she stood forward and pulled herself in using the redundant bra as a handle. She leaned in and took Nichole’s right nipple between her lips and gave an assured suck.Again the woman gasped, this time letting out an audible moan. “Ohhh…” she cried in approval, cradling Leah’s head in her hands as her lips worked the firm nubbin back and forth.After a few moments she kissed her way across the taut skin. This time she gently flicked the other nipple with her tongue. “Oh god,” Nichole cried “that feels so good.”The approval spurred Leah on further. She pulled the last part of the dress open and let it slip to the floor. What she thought would just have been a perpetual, casual fantasy was now something very real and in the flesh. She kissed the older woman deeply again on her lips and then whispered “I’m going to make you cum.”Reduced to a willing cast member, Nichole nodded and lifted herself up by her heels so that her bum rested lightly on the bathroom counter.As Leah kissed bahis şirketleri her again and again, soft punctuating code that tapped out her own growing arousal. She slid her fingers into the band of the woman’s tights. She pressed her body in now so that her own firm B cups pressed into the mature woman’s soft white cleavage. Slender digits managing to slide down far enough and then flex into the damp labia.Nichole gasped at the contact that she had grown so desperate for. “Oh …” she whispered in gentle desperation. “Yes. It won’t take long.”Leah kissed again, soft lips sliding back into their grove.The kiss was returned, a gentle moist sound punctuating the quickening rhythm of her pants. She wrapped her hands around Leah’s back, exploring the exposed skin of her shoulders at first but then clasping her a little tighter.“That feels so good,” she said breathlessly. “Ohhh …” she clasped the counter with one hand, bracing her bum more to steady herself and squeezed Leah tightly, kissing her neck.Leah built a steady rhythm, urged on by the woman’s quickening breath.She leaned in, planting little kisses down Nichole’s swan like neck. Then she used her free hand to squeeze her breast, pressing the nail extension of her thumb into the areola.“Oh god … that’s …” she cried, her voice thick now and her muscles tensing as the stimulation swelled inside her.Leah kissed her way back up along the collarbone. Kissing in a slow but uneven rhythm up to the nape of her neck in a way that contrasted with the quick speed that her fingers had now reached working feverishly inside the tights.“Ahhh …” she cried, her muscles tensing further.“Please …” she cried, I need to cum now.For a few moments Leah did nothing different, just maintaining a steady speed massaging the woman’s clit. “What’s the rush?”“I just … ahh … ahhh! It’s too much … need to let it go!”Leah gave a few more tender kisses to the nape of her neck and another glance down at the fabulous breasts which were now pushed into hers as the woman’s back arched in desperation.Then, right on cue, she slipped two fingers into Nichole’s now slick sex, keeping rubbing in a steady circle on her engorged clit.“Ahh … ahh …” Nichole cried, her back arching in rhythm with the primal sounds that escaped her lips, “That’s it I’m gonna …”She never finished the sentence, her back fusing into a solid arc as her muscles locked then spasmed in a long release. The woman’s mouth a perfect pout as she shook in a near silent ecstasy.Then she collapsed into a quivering heap against the mirror, fighting for her breath back.After a few moments she let Leah pull her into a long, satisfied kiss.When they eventually broke away, Nichole looked down at her almost naked frame. She looked towards the frosted window where the sounds of laughter and glasses clinking crept in from the celebrations outside.Nichole pulled her bra up and hoisted her generous tits into the cups, clearly feeling exposed. Leah had seen this coming a little and leaned in to the woman’s ear. “We’d probably better get back. It will be photos soon.”The relief was palpable on her face. “Yes. They’ll wonder where we are.”“How about I buy you a drink or two later?” the younger girl asked. “Then, after a the music stops, who knows what could happen next.”

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