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Chapter IX –- The Bride and Her Lover (I do not own Brides Romances. based on Brides Romances, No. 9 , Quality Comics, Jan. 1955)

I am Cheryl Davis and I have to confess that I have an affair with a married person. I know you are looking at me and reading with that eyebrow ‘oh, God, look another girl who does someone who is married. Great deal!’. And if I told you that the married person I am lover is another woman? Now I get your attention?

My story is not different from people who, from time to time, find out that the best experiences in life belong with men or women that are taken. People see us as ‘homewreckers’ or something closets to a ‘whore’, because we are meant to ruin marriages, families and happy stories. I won’t argue about it, because many of these cases are right. But my case is completely different.

My lover is Josie Elder and she is married with John. Actually, I know Josie way before John knew him. We are friends since junior high and until college we began to experience lesbian love with each other. And then, it was ‘lust at first sight’, if you know what I mean

We’ve been lovers since them and can’t stop seeing each other. I love to say that I know what Josie likes and she knows what I like. So that made us be together for all these years and a number of boyfriends to both of us (well, I am not a full lesbian, you know).

Perhaps I thought my relationship with Josie would wane as the time went by, but it didn’t. And when she got engaged with John, I feared that he would find about us and cancel the marriage. Then I pushed her to speak the truth and reveal him about the state of our relationship.

“You must confess to John I am your lover! You should, Josie!”

“I can’t, Cheryl! I can’t do it with him, I can’t”

“Want to ruin the poor guy’s life? Do you want him to fight and leave you if he finds about it through another source?”

“Please, Cheryl. Leave it alone! I am good that way and this is all that matters. I am happy with John and with you. What could go wrong?”

Except the fact that John could find it by someone else than her own admission, well ‘wrong’ here is a deep reach of a word. I remind it every day about it, but Josie did not listen. To her, it was the best of the both worlds, a soon-to-be husband who cared and loved her and a lesbian lover who could drive her mad on the bed.

But I was still worried about us being found and her life to be screwed because of that. No one else other I knew about our affair and I feared the worse could happen if he found out during a not so pleasant day, like the wedding day.

Days went by and I tried to convince Josie to talk with John about us. But it was fruitless, and then I decided to leave it alone. I knew that bugging her would make her feel less prone to talk with her bridegroom, so the best option was to hope her mind convinced her that being fully honest with her future husband was the best choice.

But inside myself, I felt that I could not let it happen. What if I lost her? I love Josie, she is my friend after all and, deep down my heart and mind, I wanted to keep her. I did not wish bad against them, just I was deeply entangled with her and I did not want to lose it. Guess you can see it’s a situation too much weird, but I also had myself torn between two sides. I think you got my dilemma here.

The wedding had its day scheduled and the days past and nothing on her camp. When I asked, she backed off and changed the subject. It was clear that she was keen to keep it undercover. Even risked to see our thing over, I wanted her to, at least, be sincere and aware John about it.

Then, the wedding week came. If there was a day where I had to pressure Josie to talk about our affair to John had to be there. Otherwise, maybe married life would be a bit uneasy to her to balance. I found the opportunity at day before the wedding, where she was having her last try with her dress.

“Cheryl, what are you doing here?”

“Can’t I visit my friend in the day before her wedding? I am not the groom or your maid of honors, but I am still going, remember?”

“I know, but I did not expect you come at this time!”

“I am here because I wanted to be alone with you. Just the two of us, Josie”

“Gee… Cheryl…I don’t like the tone of your voice… what is going on? Is something wrong with you?”

“Well, not exactly with me, Josie. I am here to see if you are going to confess to John about your lover”

“Please, Cheryl! Not now! Tomorrow will be the most important day of my life! Don’t even mention about it”

“I just don’t feel its right for you to hide something like that from the man you love and will marry. If I was you, I would not do such thing only to make you feel bad, Josie. I just want you to begin your new life without having to hide anything”

“I am not hiding him you, Cheryl. He knows you very well. I just don’t think that it will be good to him if he learns that me and you are lovers. It’s just my opinion and I do want to keep both worlds apart”

“Josie, I am your friend. And lover. I disagree with your opinion, would love you go to go honest. But I think I should not push you again. Let’s make your wedding the best in the world. And I am here for that”

“I know you are, Cheryl

“And, for that, I want just one last time. If we might not be together, at least one last time. For the good ol’days’”

“You mean, now?”

“Yep. I think it’s the perfect time if we don’t see each other again. And, well, I cannot be without saying that bridal dresses are a turn on for me”

“Oh, Cheryl…”

She didn’t even had to take off her bridal dress for us to do it. Since it could be our last time together, we had to make the best of it. Our kisses were like the best ones we ever had! Like, you know, with THAT passion! I can’t remember the last time I ever had one of these

And then, we went. We did. We did it like if it was the first time. Or the last one. We kissed all over our bodies, I could feel the fabrics of her wedding dress run all over my body and I got even more excited with it. And I gave Josie the best oral I could give to her.

“Ahhhh! Cheryl!”

“Ohhh! Josie…”

I completely forgot of anything else other than pleasing my girl. I licked her so good and so hard, the way I always did but even better. My tongue did stuff that I never thought I could do with another girl or guy. I think I licked her dry and later I even ‘apologized’ if there was any problem with her and John on their first night as a married couple.

She gave me pleasure as well, and I found out it was delicious to get a bride between your legs. Maybe it would be the only time in my life that I would have such, so I let her do me the way she desired. All what I had to do was to moan.

“Uhhhhhh… yes. Go, go! Yes! Here, this way!”

It was delicious. We surrender to delight and she managed to make me forget, at least for that moment, about John and the worries we had about the future. We got entangled into a hot 69, her on top of course. Better than actually doing a bride was to have a bride on top of your body eating your pussy.

Actually, we spent some good quality time together, and we did at least twice. Both times, we ate each other, did 69s and even used a few sex toys that were around the room. We managed to remember the old times and the recent ones as well as we licked, screwed and fucked each other a lot. Our tongues went tirelessly to do the best lesbian sex I ever had. And which could be the last.

“So, is this a goodbye?”

“I don’t know…’

Josie ended up marrying John and I was there to watch it. I thought it would our last time… but it ended up it wasn’t. It was too strong for any of us to stop. We still see each other, but not Josie is still married. And not even told her husband about our affair. Well, but now I don’t care if she says it or not. Will leave it for her. I just want to keep having my love affair intact and without worries.
Chapter IX –- The Bride and Her Lover (based on Brides Romances, No. 9 , Quality Comics, Jan. 1955)

I am Cheryl Davis and I have to confess that I have an affair with a married person. I know you are looking at me and reading with that eyebrow ‘oh, God, look another girl who does someone who is married. Great deal!’. And if I told you that the married person I am lover is another woman? Now I get your attention?

My story is not different from people who, from time to time, find out that the best experiences in life belong with men or women that are taken. People see us as ‘homewreckers’ or something closets to a ‘whore’, because we are meant to ruin marriages, families and happy stories. I won’t argue about it, because many of these cases are right. But my case is completely different.

My lover is Josie Elder and she is married with John. Actually, I know Josie way before John knew him. We are friends since junior high and until college we began to experience lesbian love with each other. And then, it was ‘lust at first sight’, if you know what I mean

We’ve been lovers since them and can’t stop seeing each other. I love to say that I know what Josie likes and she knows what I like. So that made us be together for all these years and a number of boyfriends to both of us (well, I am not a full lesbian, you know).

Perhaps I thought my relationship with Josie would wane as the time went by, but it didn’t. And when she got engaged with John, I feared that he would find about us and cancel the marriage. Then I pushed her to speak the truth and reveal him about the state of our relationship.

“You must confess to John I am your lover! You should, Josie!”

“I can’t, Cheryl! I can’t do it with him, I can’t”

“Want to ruin the poor guy’s life? Do you want him to fight and leave you if he finds about it through another source?”

“Please, Cheryl. Leave it alone! I am good that way and this is all that matters. I am happy with John and with you. What could go wrong?”

Except the fact that John could find it by someone else than her own admission, well ‘wrong’ here is a deep reach of a word. I remind it every day about it, but Josie did not listen. To her, it was the best of the both worlds, a soon-to-be husband who cared and loved her and a lesbian lover who could drive her mad on the bed.

But I was still worried about us being found and her life to be screwed because of that. No one else other I knew about our affair and I feared the worse could happen if he found out during a not so pleasant day, like the wedding day.

Days went by and I tried to convince Josie to talk with John about us. But it was fruitless, and then I decided to leave it alone. I knew that bugging her would make her feel less prone to talk with her bridegroom, so the best option was to hope her mind convinced her that being fully honest with her future husband was the best choice.

But inside myself, I felt that I could not let it happen. What if I lost her? I love Josie, she is my friend after all and, deep down my heart and mind, I wanted to keep her. I did not wish bad against them, just I was deeply entangled with her and I did not want to lose it. Guess you can see it’s a situation too much weird, but I also had myself torn between two sides. I think you got my dilemma here.

The wedding had its day scheduled and the days past and nothing on her camp. When I asked, she backed off and changed the subject. It was clear that she was keen to keep it undercover. Even risked to see our thing over, I wanted her to, at least, be sincere and aware John about it.

Then, the wedding week came. If there was a day where I had to pressure Josie to talk about our affair to John had to be there. Otherwise, maybe married life would be a bit uneasy to her to balance. I found the opportunity at day before the wedding, where she was having her last try with her dress.

“Cheryl, what are you doing here?”

“Can’t I visit my friend in the day before her wedding? I am not the groom or your maid of honors, but I am still going, remember?”

“I know, but I did not expect you come at this time!”

“I am here because I wanted to be alone with you. Just the two of us, Josie”

“Gee… Cheryl…I don’t like the tone of your voice… what is going on? Is something wrong with you?”

“Well, not exactly with me, Josie. I am here to see if you are going to confess to John about your lover”

“Please, Cheryl! Not now! Tomorrow will be the most important day of my life! Don’t even mention about it”

“I just don’t feel its right for you to hide something like that from the man you love and will marry. If I was you, I would not do such thing only to make you feel bad, Josie. I just want you to begin your new life without having to hide anything”

“I am not hiding him you, Cheryl. He knows you very well. I just don’t think that it will be good to him if he learns that me and you are lovers. It’s just my opinion and I do want to keep both worlds apart”

“Josie, I am your friend. And lover. I disagree with your opinion, would love you go to go honest. But I think I should not push you again. Let’s make your wedding the best in the world. And I am here for that”

“I know you are, Cheryl

“And, for that, I want just one last time. If we might not be together, at least one last time. For the good ol’days’”

“You mean, now?”

“Yep. I think it’s the perfect time if we don’t see each other again. And, well, I cannot be without saying that bridal dresses are a turn on for me”

“Oh, Cheryl…”

She didn’t even had to take off her bridal dress for us to do it. Since it could be our last time together, we had to make the best of it. Our kisses were like the best ones we ever had! Like, you know, with THAT passion! I can’t remember the last time I ever had one of these

And then, we went. We did. We did it like if it was the first time. Or the last one. We kissed all over our bodies, I could feel the fabrics of her wedding dress run all over my body and I got even more excited with it. And I gave Josie the best oral I could give to her.

“Ahhhh! Cheryl!”

“Ohhh! Josie…”

I completely forgot of anything else other than pleasing my girl. I licked her so good and so hard, the way I always did but even better. My tongue did stuff that I never thought I could do with another girl or guy. I think I licked her dry and later I even ‘apologized’ if there was any problem with her and John on their first night as a married couple.

She gave me pleasure as well, and I found out it was delicious to get a bride between your legs. Maybe it would be the only time in my life that I would have such, so I let her do me the way she desired. All what I had to do was to moan.

“Uhhhhhh… yes. Go, go! Yes! Here, this way!”

It was delicious. We surrender to delight and she managed to make me forget, at least for that moment, about John and the worries we had about the future. We got entangled into a hot 69, her on top of course. Better than actually doing a bride was to have a bride on top of your body eating your pussy.

Actually, we spent some good quality time together, and we did at least twice. Both times, we ate each other, did 69s and even used a few sex toys that were around the room. We managed to remember the old times and the recent ones as well as we licked, screwed and fucked each other a lot. Our tongues went tirelessly to do the best lesbian sex I ever had. And which could be the last.

“So, is this a goodbye?”

“I don’t know…’

Josie ended up marrying John and I was there to watch it. I thought it would our last time… but it ended up it wasn’t. It was too strong for any of us to stop. We still see each other, but not Josie is still married. And not even told her husband about our affair. Well, but now I don’t care if she says it or not. Will leave it for her. I just want to keep having my love affair intact and without worries.
Chapter IX –- The Bride and Her Lover (based on Brides Romances, No. 9 , Quality Comics, Jan. 1955)

I am Cheryl Davis and I have to confess that I have an affair with a married person. I know you are looking at me and reading with that eyebrow ‘oh, God, look another girl who does someone who is married. Great deal!’. And if I told you that the married person I am lover is another woman? Now I get your attention?

My story is not different from people who, from time to time, find out that the best experiences in life belong with men or women that are taken. People see us as ‘homewreckers’ or something closets to a ‘whore’, because we are meant to ruin marriages, families and happy stories. I won’t argue about it, because many of these cases are right. But my case is completely different.

My lover is Josie Elder and she is married with John. Actually, I know Josie way before John knew him. We are friends since junior high and until college we began to experience lesbian love with each other. And then, it was ‘lust at first sight’, if you know what I mean

We’ve been lovers since them and can’t stop seeing each other. I love to say that I know what Josie likes and she knows what I like. So that made us be together for all these years and a number of boyfriends to both of us (well, I am not a full lesbian, you know).

Perhaps I thought my relationship with Josie would wane as the time went by, but it didn’t. And when she got engaged with John, I feared that he would find about us and cancel the marriage. Then I pushed her to speak the truth and reveal him about the state of our relationship.

“You must confess to John I am your lover! You should, Josie!”

“I can’t, Cheryl! I can’t do it with him, I can’t”

“Want to ruin the poor guy’s life? Do you want him to fight and leave you if he finds about it through another source?”

“Please, Cheryl. Leave it alone! I am good that way and this is all that matters. I am happy with John and with you. What could go wrong?”

Except the fact that John could find it by someone else than her own admission, well ‘wrong’ here is a deep reach of a word. I remind it every day about it, but Josie did not listen. To her, it was the best of the both worlds, a soon-to-be husband who cared and loved her and a lesbian lover who could drive her mad on the bed.

But I was still worried about us being found and her life to be screwed because of that. No one else other I knew about our affair and I feared the worse could happen if he found out during a not so pleasant day, like the wedding day.

Days went by and I tried to convince Josie to talk with John about us. But it was fruitless, and then I decided to leave it alone. I knew that bugging her would make her feel less prone to talk with her bridegroom, so the best option was to hope her mind convinced her that being fully honest with her future husband was the best choice.

But inside myself, I felt that I could not let it happen. What if I lost her? I love Josie, she is my friend after all and, deep down my heart and mind, I wanted to keep her. I did not wish bad against them, just I was deeply entangled with her and I did not want to lose it. Guess you can see it’s a situation too much weird, but I also had myself torn between two sides. I think you got my dilemma here.

The wedding had its day scheduled and the days past and nothing on her camp. When I asked, she backed off and changed the subject. It was clear that she was keen to keep it undercover. Even risked to see our thing over, I wanted her to, at least, be sincere and aware John about it.

Then, the wedding week came. If there was a day where I had to pressure Josie to talk about our affair to John had to be there. Otherwise, maybe married life would be a bit uneasy to her to balance. I found the opportunity at day before the wedding, where she was having her last try with her dress.

“Cheryl, what are you doing here?”

“Can’t I visit my friend in the day before her wedding? I am not the groom or your maid of honors, but I am still going, remember?”

“I know, but I did not expect you come at this time!”

“I am here because I wanted to be alone with you. Just the two of us, Josie”

“Gee… Cheryl…I don’t like the tone of your voice… what is going on? Is something wrong with you?”

“Well, not exactly with me, Josie. I am here to see if you are going to confess to John about your lover”

“Please, Cheryl! Not now! Tomorrow will be the most important day of my life! Don’t even mention about it”

“I just don’t feel its right for you to hide something like that from the man you love and will marry. If I was you, I would not do such thing only to make you feel bad, Josie. I just want you to begin your new life without having to hide anything”

“I am not hiding him you, Cheryl. He knows you very well. I just don’t think that it will be good to him if he learns that me and you are lovers. It’s just my opinion and I do want to keep both worlds apart”

“Josie, I am your friend. And lover. I disagree with your opinion, would love you go to go honest. But I think I should not push you again. Let’s make your wedding the best in the world. And I am here for that”

“I know you are, Cheryl

“And, for that, I want just one last time. If we might not be together, at least one last time. For the good ol’days’”

“You mean, now?”

“Yep. I think it’s the perfect time if we don’t see each other again. And, well, I cannot be without saying that bridal dresses are a turn on for me”

“Oh, Cheryl…”

She didn’t even had to take off her bridal dress for us to do it. Since it could be our last time together, we had to make the best of it. Our kisses were like the best ones we ever had! Like, you know, with THAT passion! I can’t remember the last time I ever had one of these

And then, we went. We did. We did it like if it was the first time. Or the last one. We kissed all over our bodies, I could feel the fabrics of her wedding dress run all over my body and I got even more excited with it. And I gave Josie the best oral I could give to her.

“Ahhhh! Cheryl!”

“Ohhh! Josie…”

I completely forgot of anything else other than pleasing my girl. I licked her so good and so hard, the way I always did but even better. My tongue did stuff that I never thought I could do with another girl or guy. I think I licked her dry and later I even ‘apologized’ if there was any problem with her and John on their first night as a married couple.

She gave me pleasure as well, and I found out it was delicious to get a bride between your legs. Maybe it would be the only time in my life that I would have such, so I let her do me the way she desired. All what I had to do was to moan.

“Uhhhhhh… yes. Go, go! Yes! Here, this way!”

It was delicious. We surrender to delight and she managed to make me forget, at least for that moment, about John and the worries we had about the future. We got entangled into a hot 69, her on top of course. Better than actually doing a bride was to have a bride on top of your body eating your pussy.

Actually, we spent some good quality time together, and we did at least twice. Both times, we ate each other, did 69s and even used a few sex toys that were around the room. We managed to remember the old times and the recent ones as well as we licked, screwed and fucked each other a lot. Our tongues went tirelessly to do the best lesbian sex I ever had. And which could be the last.

“So, is this a goodbye?”

“I don’t know…’

Josie ended up marrying John and I was there to watch it. I thought it would our last time… but it ended up it wasn’t. It was too strong for any of us to stop. We still see each other, but not Josie is still married. And not even told her husband about our affair. Well, but now I don’t care if she says it or not. Will leave it for her. I just want to keep having my love affair intact and without worries.
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