A bride's guide to lingerie and the honeymoon
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> A Bride's lingerie
> A guide on bridal lingerie and how to consummate your marriage while
> wearing it
>
> As told to the author after a six hour marathon love making session at
> the Hotel.Monte Carlo, 2001
>
> Before I start this primer on wedding night sex and lingerie, I would
> like to clear up some misunderstandings that our lingerie ignorant
> culture has been spreading about for awhile now. Just because a lot of
> so called "Sex in the City" liberated American girls have "slept" with
> an average of ten men (college lesbian experiences do not count)
> before getting married, or are having their asses thonged by
> Victoria's Secret or Calvin Klein doesn't mean that American women
> know a rat's ass about lingerie! Furthermore, I recently heard some
> drunken idiot at a predictable Italian Irish wedding in New Jersey
> yell, "Throw us your garter belt!" during the over-rated garter
> tossing ceremony. No, I am not over reacting here - this misnomer is
> more common than you might think. The Internet is full of such
> inaccuracies, and it's not uncommon to find a myriad of wedding
> related web sites referring to the single garter worn on the leg as a
> "garter belt". For some good information on the garter toss in
> history, and our blasé present day, follow this Internet link:
> http://www.snopes2.com/weddings/customs/garter.htm
>
> Lets get some things straight girls - brides don't throw "garter
> belts" - that in itself would be pretty bizarre visually, and I pray
> that she would have enough sense not to do that - because if she did,
> she would have to take off her entire wedding gown, get naked in front
> of everyone, and then throw it. It just doesn't make any sense.
> Besides, a naked bride is fine I guess, but one that is nude but
> retains her garter belt (with stockings, heels, and sans panties) is
> simply sublime in my book. What the bride throws is simply the garter
> that she wears under her dress on and her leg. A garter belt (or
> suspender belt for the Brits) on the other hand is a piece of elastic
> something - like a giant rubber band in lace and satin that helps keep
> stockings up, or is worn by a woman (or Mick Jagger, David Bowie,
> Rocky Horror Show aficionados) during sex as an accessory.
>
> White - the color white - wearing things that are white, is a
> prerequisite in my opinion for things relating to weddings. No other
> color is acceptable. I don't care what era you are living in, or how
> many so-called "strides" the feminists have won - white is for
> weddings, period. Whether you have been a slut all your life, been
> divorced three times, or you are to have your hymen deflowered because
> you are an awkward virgin who is going to bleed on her wedding night -
> white should always be the color of choice for brides.
>
> This travesty I have seen in America, especially amongst American
> movie starlets who wear black or red wedding gowns, but still have the
> audacity to wear white lingerie underneath. I can't phantom that.
> Weddings, as an institution have recently become a commercial
> enterprise, and a lot of the romanticism that used to be common has
> given way to plain gaudy design and materialism.
>
> Although our culture has come to think that white somehow symbolizes
> the virginity and purity of the bride - this is wrong. Actually, it's
> a custom that started during the Victorian era. The pretentious
> unrealistic white dress became popular among the Victorian upper
> classes because one had to be wealthy to afford such a luxurious
> creation that it would only be worn one time. Moreover, white is
> traditionally the color associated with joy, and in my opinion the
> wedding ceremony, as well as the sexual act that follows should be of
> a joyous and celebratory nature. Oh, and I almost forgot, legend says
> that NOTHING black should be worn by the bride, else she risks
> becoming a widow real fast! This piece of advice also goes for wearing
> black lingerie under the wedding gown. A no no if there ever was one,
> especially with panties or thongs. Black, rather then white, makes a
> gal usually perspire more. The last thing a bride wants on her wedding
> night is a yeast infection, or to smell bad "down there" if the sex is
> to be spontaneous - like lifting up the dress and consummating in a
> flash. Wearing black lingerie during honeymoon sex, and for the rest
> of your sexual married life, is perfectly OK though and I actually
> encourage it when one wants to create a certain mood.
>
> Married in white,
> You have chosen all right.
>
> Disclaimer:
>
> This progressive report is meant to be read by, brides to be, their
> grooms, or anyone interested in wedding lore, lingerie, or erotica
> dealing with weddings. It's only intended for mature open-minded
> persons of all walks of life that are seeking an alternative to the
> prudishness and corniness of the institutionalized wedding industrial
> complex. If you are not sexually savvy, but want to learn more, then
> by all means please read on, and contact us if you like. We welcome
> it, and encourage it! If you are a prude, and or, a feminist Nazi
> (some feminists are cool and understand what we are saying - Nazis on
> the other hand suck all around, but "femi-nazis" are even worse
> because they don't allow for beauty or joy in life or sexuality.), or
> an all around nasty person, then this article is not for you. One
> thing to be cautious about is that although this article is not meant
> to be looked on as pornography, (we prefer "instructional erotica") we
> nonetheless, since we are all adults here, will be speaking about
> topics that might be risqué or offensive to some. Yes, you will
> experience some frank language here, so you have been warned. Again,
> we mention that if any of this offends you, please don't read on
> -follow this Internet link for your enjoyment:
>
> However, if you are open minded, adventurous, and like to learn a
> thing or two, (and have fun and a hoot at the same time) then please
> join us!
>
> Believe me brides, the wedding fashion design magnets don't care about
> your happiness, or if the marriage will last, they just want your
> money so they can keep on being the multi billion dollar industry they
> have become. Is it cynical to say this? Well, yes it is - but being
> that a grand percentage of marriages tend to end at a rapidly alarming
> pace we need to be realistic. Although I will never wish any couple to
> go through divorce.
>
> This manuscript will strive to give couples and future brides an
> invitation to make their weddings and honeymoons into an erotic
> masterpiece that they will never forget while incorporating lingerie
> into the nuptial sexual act. Many of the brides or couples that I
> counsel (for free!) come back and thank me, usually telling me that
> they have had incredible sex because of chemistry, love, lust, and all
> that jazz, but also because of lingerie!
>
> This information although as old as brides have been wearing white for
> weddings is not going to be found in an Emily Post etiquette book,
> Redbook, or Brides magazine. Instead it's common wedding night
> etiquette amongst brides that have a unique fashion and sexual savvy,
> or it has been passed down from enlightened mothers to daughters
> throughout the generations. I was fortunate to have a mother that was
> sexually advanced for her age. She taught my sisters and I that the
> most important thing was LOVE! A marriage without love is basically
> void, and it doesn't matter if both partners have slamming bodies, hot
> sex in bed, or lots of cash. Love as an essence and spiritual
> component is necessary for any marriage to survive.
>
> I remember my wedding day fondly.
>
> Also wedding night love making should be consummated while the groom
> is totally nude, and the bride is dressed in a wedding gown that is
> lifted to expose her genitalia, or she should be redressed and made up
> in the appropriate white lingerie.
>
> On my wedding day I wore a beautiful white lace custom made corset
> with six garter straps on each side, and cups that while capable of
> being called "push up", also were designed to be let down so the
> breasts could hang. The designer of the corset was a gifted Argentine
> seamstress who learned her trade in Italy, and eventually became an
> instructor at New York City's famed Parson's School of Design. The
> corset she made for me was flawless, and since we worked closely
> together to come up with a final product, she made sure that it fit me
> very comfortably. She was open minded too, and she knew that the
> corset apart from being used as a foundation for the wedding gown,
> would be also used either during the wedding night consummation, or
> during the sexual marathons of the honeymoon. Suffice to say, although
> the corset hugged and squeezed my body with all the boning and
> structural elements, Manuela, made it so I could move around in it. I
> looked absolutely ravishing in it, and I wish I 'd snapped a picture
> of it when I was dressing at home. The scene in itself was erotic as
> my two half dressed sisters (one was six months pregnant and glowing),
> one totally nude bride's maid, a eighteen year old aspiring model
> cousin just in her panties, and my beaming mom, wearing a black
> bustier, also in a state of undress because she was pantyless, had not
> put on her stockings yet, and only managed to wear her heels as they
> all congregated around me - fussing to get the dammed but beautiful
> lingerie on me. Getting the wedding dress on was easier, but it wasn't
> as much fun as fitting into the corset. It was a sensuous experience
> that bordered on the incestuous - well, almost. Actually it was kind
> of spiritual also, because it opened up to an all female bonding that
> has since left our prudish society a long time ago. When was the last
> time a bunch of women gathered around in nakedness and semi dress and
> prepared a loved one for a ceremony of love, followed by a celebration
> of more affection with family, and lastly sealed with a sexual act
> both lustful and amorous?
>
> I felt like an erotic princess at that moment, and if by some freak of
> nature they all decided to orally go down on me, I would've gladly let
> them. I know, that statement is way over the top, but.that was the
> degree of my sexual arousal at the moment!
>
> If the bride so chooses to leave her wedding gown on, she should
> consummate the marriage either in a missionary position with gown
> lifted exposing her pubis, and stockinged gartered legs spread apart
> as far as possible - as not to interfere with the movements of the
> groom. It is also helpful and traditional that she wear her white
> opera pumps during consummation. This important factor gives the
> moment an aura of added romanticism or fetishism, (if you and your
> groom are so inclined in that direction) and it also helps the groom
> retain his balance by holding the heels so he can thrust harder and
> deeper while he is in the missionary. A groom can also use the
> stockings, garter, or brides suspenders to hold on to while he thrusts
> into his beautiful bride.
>
> The other and more common position for consummation while the bride
> retains her gown is the traditional rear entry, or in vulgar terms,
> "doggy style" position. This is as old and classy as it gets, and
> numerous brides in Europe and America have been made love to while
> they took up this position. My mother always joked with my sisters and
> I that this is how I was conceived being the oldest child. Knowing the
> unique sexual dynamo that my mother was, and still is at sixty years
> "young", it's no surprise that when daddy and her married, and
> honeymooned in Bermuda, that it was in this sexual fashion that I was
> bought into the world. Being very open minded and creative myself, I
> have for many years visualized my "conception" vividly. Someday soon,
> during a mother and daughter quality time, I will gather enough
> courage to ask my mother how it actually happened, and knowing how she
> is, she would most probably volunteer to tell my sisters and I in the
> most vivid and graphic of details all with a chuckle, reflective
> glance to the air, and a phrase like, "that Cossack father of yours,
> boyo did he ever give me..."
>
> For the time being, I remain with visions of a very beautiful
> twenty-year-old New York society girl, with short blond hair, pudgy
> nose, hunched over a balcony at the honeymoon suit of the Princess
> Hotel, Hamilton Bermuda. There overlooking the Atlantic Ocean at
> night, balmy breeze blowing, light house bell ringing, I see my mom
> Sally with her gown lifted up, long taut legs refined from field
> hockey at Vassar, now sheathed in French silk stockings, moaning like
> there was no tomorrow, being penetrated by my future dad as he drank
> directly from a bottle of the most expensive French champagne, passing
> it to my mom hunched over in ecstasy, a handsome dark White Russian
> émigré she had met two years previous in a trip to Spain she had hoped
> would've been like Hemingway said it would. I don't know if she ever
> found Spain to be like "Pappa Ernest" said it would, but I can assure
> you that on that warm Bermuda night, my own poppa's Russian sperm
> commingled with whatever New England stuff Sally's expensive breeding
> had to offer thus creating me! Although it wasn't a violent act it was
> arduous lovemaking nonetheless, and I bet you the whole hotel were
> probably wondering where those moans where coming from. Was some one
> being murdered? Far from it, I was being created!
>
> Not only does rear entry affords a deeper penetration, it's specially
> suited for those couples that are in a sexual hurry and unfortunately
> can't wait for the wedding night to consummate their vows. If the
> couple is in an anxiously excited state and can't wait, rear entry
> provides a fast and convenient position that can be done during the
> wedding reception in the 'bridal party" room, broom closet at the
> catering hall, or after the wedding, in the Rolls (if privacy and
> finances permits) before taking pictures. Suffice to say, rear entry
> intercourse is perfectly suited for what in America they call a
> "quickie", or in the UK, a "shag". This happened to my cousin Violet
> right in the brides room at the Mohank Mansion as the guests partied a
> dozen feet away.
>
> Wedding gown rear entry can be done in the following manner as it was
> done to my mom when I was conceived in Bermuda:
>
> The nude groom takes his bride and he faces her back bringing her as
> close as possible, but letting him still have enough room to lift her
> gown. Naturally the bride is still wearing her wedding gown and it's
> optional whether she wants to leave on her veil. For added drama, I
> strongly recommend a girl wear the veil . This and other aspects of
> wedding night amour I tell certain girls that come into my boutique
> that I perceive to be of a highly sexual nature. Actually, I really
> don't volunteer anything, and instead they actually approach me
> sometimes after a number of fittings, or when they feel thoroughly at
> ease with me because we have built up a successful business as well as
> I sometimes become their sexual confidants as well as occasional
> casual lover. You'd be surprised how rampant is bi sexuality amongst
> rich white girls from New York City.
>
> To all the girls that come into my boutique I always tell them to
> leave the veil on during sex. In addition, it's necessary to wear
> pumps if the bride is not tall. Not only do the pumps make the bride
> appear lovely, it also brings her vagina up at a closer level to the
> erect penis of the groom, thus ensuring a trouble free penetration.
> Even if the girl is a tall Amazon, I still recommend that she keep on
> her high heels during the wedding night lovemaking. Another important
> factor that can't be overlooked is that the groom must be very erect
> in his penis to carry this position out. A flaccid and weak penis not
> only can delay satisfaction of booth honeymooners, but it can also
> cause a state of angst and frustration because the groom is not hard
> enough to enter his bride. A groom wants his phallus to be hard enough
> to enter 1,2,3, and sure you can stimulate and tease the bride by
> rubbing your penis along her vagina and clitoris, but it must be
> sufficiently hard to avoid loosing time by playing with it to get it
> erect. As a woman I can tell you that the biggest sin a groom can
> commit on the wedding night is not the one about suffering from
> premature ejaculation, but making his bride wait while he gets hard.
> Don't drink too much grooms, it will affect your ability to get it up
> and shoot your ejaculate into your ecstatic and eager bride.
>
> I recommend that the penis be very hard, sufficiently lubricated with
> saliva or a better quality lubricant other then the usual Vaseline or
> sticky K-Y Jelly. Astro Glide or the newer products by the K-Y Jelly
> makers are better, and if you must wear a condom, (traditionally you
> shouldn't) please I beg you, don't use Vaseline or oil based product
> that can tear the prophylactic. Use a water-based lubricant instead.
>
> Unlike the majority of lingerie suppliers on the net, I also recommend
> vintage stockings, girdles and corsets, carefully preserved glimpses
> into an era of feminine glamour that is not around too much anymore.
> They are not modern these stockings, and they are made using old
> machinery - they are true collectors items to be cherished (and maybe
> worn for that 'special occasion'!).
>
> It is imperative that the bride should be wearing stockings. Always
> stockings - that can be synthetic or silk - although silk stockings
> are preferred, they can be expensive and hard to find. As an aside,
> silk stockings are a delight to wear, but during wedding night sex
> they can get ripped and that is the last thing you want with a pair of
> hose you just spent fifty dollars on. There are no ifs ands or buts
> about this. If a bride doesn't wear stockings and instead wears panty
> hose then she is doing herself and her groom a disservice. Of course
> this is my opinion, but I know that many a couple that has come into
> my store thinks the same way I do about a bride wearing stockings. I
> guess it is acceptable if a bride wants to wear thigh highs that stay
> up without the use of garters or suspenders, they are still sexually
> arousing, but if a girl wants to be traditional she should be gartered
> with suspenders that are connected to a garter belt, basque, merry
> widow, bustier, or corset. This new trend that I have seen of girls
> wearing cheap panty hose under lovely two thousand dollar wedding
> gowns is just insane. Only in America, I guess. Besides, a good pair
> of stockings makes all types of legs look beautiful, and an aroused
> bride, visually stunning - while at the same time massaging a brides
> legs while she is physically active during her wedding or honeymoon
> fucking.
> Garter belts usually come with either four or six straps and the
> garter belt you choose will have a profound effect on the way you look
> and feel in your wedding gown and during sex. If you're choosing one
> to wear all day and you plan to have sex later on, the emphasis should
> be on comfort. Please go for a lightweight design, although look for a
> deep top for maximum tummy support. For wedding night sex were you
> would change into a new ensemble, the choice is much more varied. You
> could think about a bustier or corset for those romantic wedding night
> moments when you need some help staying upright! A bustier or corset
> with shoulder straps will give you even more support as your shoulders
> will then help to keep things in shape while you are penetrated by
> your groom.
> Top quality garter belts will have different length straps on the
> front, back, and sides. If the garter belt has four straps the back
> pair should be an inch or two longer than the front. If you've got six
> straps the back pair should still be longest: an inch longer than
> those at the side, which are in turn an inch longer than the ones at
> the front.
> Seamed stockings are the ultimate in chic and a joy to wear while
> getting pummeled, but you may find that the seams have a life of their
> own. To keep them straight, avoid garter belts that place the straps
> at the side and instead look for one which has them further round to
> the back. This is especially important if your legs are slim.
> Now for the stockings themselves. When pantyhose unfortunately came
> along they were seen as the comfortable, convenient alternative to
> stockings, but recent reports have revealed that they are also the
> cause of long-term health problems of which feminine itching is just
> the start. This is not something believe me you want happening on your
> wedding or honeymoon night! Don't worry, as the latest microfibre
> technology means that stockings can be every bit as comfortable as
> mundane pantyhose. If you ask me, panty hose were created by groups of
> gay women hating mad scientists in some German lab, or deranged
> feminists who were anti all things feminine.
>
> The length of the stockings are all-important! If necessary, buy a
> size larger than you are used to. The garter belt straps be can be
> adjusted to take up the slack. For maximum leg coverage, you may find
> that corsets offer the shortest and highest straps.
> On the other hand if you have shorter legs, it is also possible to
> attach the suspender further down the stocking top, or welt, to create
> an appealing gathered effect, reminiscent of so much '50s glamour.
> When you first switch to stockings you may find they try to pull the
> garterbelt down, particularly if they are too short or if they stretch
> when you squat on your lover in the female on top position. If your
> stockings contain Lycra you can keep the straps tight as the Lycra
> makes the fabric far more stretchy than nylon alone. I found this out
> on my honeymoon five years ago.
> Stockings are easy to wear and simple to care for. Within a few days
> you will be a past master.
>
> However, to sum it all up.
>
> The calm before the storm
> Some random thoughts on wedding night sex from a husband to his dear
> wife.
>
> By Mariana Boch
> Ja...@hotmail.com
>
> =======================================================
>
> The calm before the storm can mean many things - but for us, dear
> lover, we know what it means.
>
> It sounds negative doesn't it? But happily it is not.
>
> In reality, the calm before the storm, tempest, squall, hurricane, or
> what have you, is nothing but a blissful condition that will produce -
> if you allow me to speak of it in meteorological terms, a downpour of
> emotion, eruption of energy, creativity exposed, and as gravity as my
> witness, a wonderful biological release of moisture, viscosity, and of
> female liquor, thick with passion, nutritional substance, and natural
> sweetness.
>
> Can you visualize this storm yet, my love?
>
> Actually, I am speaking symbolically and not so much on the blasé
> nature of weather.
>
> That calm which I so passionately verbalize about - it's something
> very beautiful and human - it's natural I think, no?
>
> To me, the calm before the storm means the moment when a newly married
> bride, just in her middle twenties, or even in her middle age,
> finishes dressing in her wedding night lingerie to consummate the
> marriage.
>
> Usually there is a stillness in the air, an anticipation, the flowing
> of natural juices, and as expected, the tinge of nervousness, as one
> can hear the stomachs softly churning in suspense of the moment of
> energy and love that is about to take place.
>
> This is the bride at her most beautiful and innocent when everything
> is just right and she is about to give herself to her new husband. She
> is usually freshly out of the bath, re made up and re perfumed,
> glowing, and at her most feminine. She is soft that evening - and she
> just used a bidet for the first time - and she loved it!
>
> Of course she is in white or light pink, and even though she might not
> be a virgin anymore, she is one on that night. I hope you agree.
>
> Blue lace garters (not those cheap imitations you see at New Jersey
> weddings), meticulously engineered suspender clips, leather high heels
> dyed the right shade of white, nude or white color stockings of the
> sheerest material - silk - if she's really a purist in her interior
> sensualities, a pink English corset, French bustier, merry widow, demi
> bra, push up bra that lifts up her pert breasts.
>
> She might even be so daringly risqué as to sample an Italian shelf bra
> (in lace and from Milano, of course) - you know the ones, cut half way
> on the cup, so her taut nipples can be exposed. My lovely child, that
> accouterment is used exclusively when wedding night love making
> requires the bride's tits to be exposed while firmly being held for
> easy access by all amorous parties concerned. What a novel invention -
> a piece of lingerie solely designed for sex, besides, the bride gets
> all the support she needs when her large breasts bounce as she is
> being rapidly penetrated during the onset of the "storm". The nipples
> are thus free to be sucked and licked by her, yes she too can partake
> in sucking if she wishes if her breasts are big enough, or by the
> groom himself, he can suck too. The bride by wearing a shelf bra can
> deliciously expose her breasts as they rise up to be worshipped by the
> groom's eager mouth.
>
> Just like the self bra your younger sister Christine wore on her own
> very memorable "calm before her storm". Remember, her sexual actions
> woke up the sleepy hotel bungalows in that luxury resort compound in
> the Seychelles where we all gathered to celebrate her marriage by the
> azure tropical ocean and white sand balmy beaches.
>
> The Indian Ocean was never quite the same, and I assure you, that to
> this day, the legend of the joyous, but vocal American bride is
> humorously told to all arriving honeymooners by the friendly and
> willing native staff at the resort. Talk about inspiration and a surge
> of emotions mixed with lust! It must've been that long plane ride half
> way round the globe that prompted it, I think. Not to change the
> subject, but next time you see your sister, tell her that her
> beautiful expressions of her sexuality on that night, actually
> contributes to the annual (or anally) inspiration of numerous couples
> wishing to follow in her footsteps. The resort staff is not so
> enthused at times though, being that three quarters of the bed frames
> are usually destroyed by the end of the stays due to the constant
> arduous banging and fucking that happens when young couples wish to
> recreate Chrissy's consummation.
>
> As to panties or the lack of them.
>
> The bride can be panty less in this outfit of love or she can have her
> ass thronged if she so desires.
>
> Remember when we made love right after we came home from your lovely
> red haired cousin Jennifer's wedding? She looked ravishing with her
> usually long hair made up, correct? Did you like the way I made you
> climax when I suggested you visualize Jennifer standing tall as she
> is, her Irish Italian skin tanned from many weekends at the South
> Hampton beach, coming out of the honeymoon suite's bathroom in
> Turquoise island wearing an incredibly expensive white custom made
> corset - the kind that hugs and holds the body, but allows for
> movement - four garter straps on each shapely leg, sheer white
> stockings made in France, her brown erect nipples showing through her
> cups - like a model in a Victoria Secret's catalog of old - when they
> weren't afraid to show pubes and areoles - but to make things
> interesting - and to get right to the point she chose not to wear her
> thong panties. Her pubic hair - v shape and all - looked like a lava
> flow ready to spill over - her pussy was hot like cayenne pepper, the
> redness of the hair and the primal jungle-ness of her tan - exotic -
> you in my hut now quality of her sultriness, and as she mounted her
> groom, she slowly slid on his cock - her natural lubrication, sweet
> but fiery from the passion she let off - along with the slice of mango
> she mashed up and inserted into her pussy right after bathing to make
> it delicious to the taste, and to coat her husband's erect cock.
> Jennifer used her Pamela Andersen like high heel pumps (you know the
> ones with the thick heels) to balance herself atop her husband - and
> in an aerobic display of grace and locomotion, she bounced rapidly up
> and down her groom's cock - her tits, at first, held snugly by the
> superbly constructed cups in her corset were seductively unfastened by
> the twentieth thrust - they bounced and jiggled while she was in the
> female superior position, after many multiple orgasms later she
> finally bent over and had her hanging tits touch her man's chest
> prompting him to unload a hot and furious load (without condom mind
> you) into her quivering and accommodating snatch. Remember how we all
> rejoiced nine months later when we saw the lovely fruit of her effort
> - a beautiful creation bought into the world.
>
> Yes cara mia, the bride is always soft on that night, and her man will
> at first touch her lovingly but then with love and affection still
> intact he will fuck her like there is no tomorrow. If it is done
> correctly (but not necessary for those who chose to wait) he will
> ejaculate deeply and hard within her soft and wet vagina. He will grab
> on to the garters and he will mount her so hard that each pump will be
> an education to her on what divine wedding night sex is all about. If
> she allows, he can celebrate her lovely face by doing the ultimate and
> ejaculating into her mouth as he lets out the most pleasurable scream
> of his life. He will undress her - kiss her all over and afterwards
> massage her until she too has a heart wrenching climax. She glows that
> night as her hair which was neatly done for the wedding is now messy
> and she looks more beautiful for it. The glowing and her perspiration
> mix with her expensive French parfume, and she feels a special feeling
> inside. She is wet - she tastes it - she gives some to her lover, and
> then she falls asleep besides him like a little baby. This is beauty.
> That was the storm - now there is calm again - until the morn where a
> more primal and lustful (but loving) tornado takes place again, sans
> the undergarments which are neatly folded waiting for the next sexual
> typhoon a couple of hours later.
>
> Even your plump sexy friend - the one we fantasize about sometimes -
> Rebecca, chose to wear lingerie when she unorthodoxly married sassy
> Rachel last year.
>
> Rachel wore lingerie too.
>
> I never knew a same sex union could be had with such lovely creatures
> as these two.
>
> I guess, I sound bigoted, but that fad - lesbian weddings, always
> seemed like a predictable stereotype of two masculine butch like
> individuals looking out of place in wedding dresses or tuxedos - short
> hair and all that stuff, with mass marketed rainbow stickers and gay
> pride parades thrown in for good measure. Dykes on trikes kind of
> vulgarity.
>
> I was wrong, and these two women had to be the most absolutely
> ravishing lesbians I have ever seen. Talk about panache and the
> celebration of the feminine mystique! Now I know why there are
> differences in the Sapphic universe, and in a way it's quite unfair to
> call them lesbians at all because not all lesbians are created equal.
>
> I stand corrected; the lipstick variety is far more superior.ummm,
> yes.
>
> Remember, after we all finished the vegan main course at the reception
> - and they actually danced to their wedding song - a sensual bossa
> nova by Jobim no less! No Melissa Etheridge or Indigo Girls here!
>
> A day later in some swank Majorcan bungalow I visualized the younger
> Rebecca nude, sporting only a pair of silk thigh highs sitting in the
> boudoir as she combed her lovely long blue black hair.
>
> And as her shapely ass, posterior, or whatever the fuck you want to
> call it graced the cushioned chair, her Italianate facial features, so
> pretty, so dark and olive, graced the room. She was freshly out of the
> hot tub in the back.
>
> Rachel then walks in of course, wearing a white push up bra, silk
> thong, a tummy tucking garter belt, nude color stockings (good choice)
> and a pair of vintage opera pumps that belonged to her mother- in one
> hand she holds another vintage - a chilled bottle of some sparkling
> Spanish wine, and in the other she strokes the strap on rubber
> cock/dildo securely fastened around her abdomen. I'll leave the rest
> to your imagination my dear - but you know what happened next don't
> you?
>
> Her parents happy on the thought that their little girl was married
> also made love on that night. Her mother (wearing a black garter belt)
> also climaxes as the happy father fills his wife with the very same
> sperm that made their lovely creation Rachel in the first place. It's
> almost incestuous as the parents sexually celebrate now both their
> daughter's unusual union - but they accept it as natural - and the
> most important thing is that they have finally found love - even
> though it's from the same gender, and instead they offer their divine
> sensual energy as a prayer to always watch over the newly married
> couple.
>
> It's a celebration. This is life. This is beauty. No? Yes!
M Roth
be a virgin anymore, she is one on that night. I hope you agree.
No, she is just a used cunt that some poor dope was stupid enough to
marry.
Dressing up like a virgin doesn't mean squat.
A pig in a silk dress is still a pig