Chapter 13 (End)

Chapter 13: Mr Brideshoot Fantatic

I met Mr Brideshoot Fantatic (let's called him BF in short) during a pageant event when I went to support my friend. The reason why I nicknamed BF was too obvious. His Facebook account was full of models in bridal wear. There were pageant pictures as well, in which sometimes you could see his tiko hands holding the waists or shoulders of the pageant ladies tightly as if he was the boyfriend.

I could not imagine how tiko he was as he looks quite gentlemanly, wearing spectacles and speaking fluent English. After exchanging contacts with BF, he contacted me shortly on Facebook about hiring me as a model for a bridal shoot. As it seems like a nice idea to try out a bridal shoot once in a blue moon, I agreed and arranged a date to do the shoot.

Everything seems normal in the beginning. I did my own makeup and wore the bridal dress that he brought along. We tried out different poses in the garden and it was soon noon time. The sun was extremely hot and wearing a bridal dress made it worse. BF suddenly suggested we moved the shoot indoors. As I was already sweating, I agreed without asking where we were going. By the time I realized it, we were already at the doorsteps of a hotel.

"What? Shooting inside a hotel room?" I asked in doubt.

"Yes, I booked a room already so we could enjoy some aircon as well as try out some shots on the bed," BF explained to me in a tone that seems nervous.

The word "aircon" attracted me and I agreed to it immediately and went up with BF. The room was somehow cozy and the decoration was nice. After touching up my makeup, we continued to do the shoot. But somehow I noticed BF did not seems to be focusing on taking my pictures. His mind seems occupied, then all of a sudden, he paused and tried to adjust my poses.

"I needed your legs to move to this side and your fingers around your shoulders." He touched my fingers and moved them to my right shoulder."

The frequency of him touching my fingers, legs, and brushing my shoulders got more as we proceed. Just as I was about to raise out my unhappiness, BF suddenly held my hands tight and asked if he could kiss me. I was taken by surprise and felt angry somehow as I tried to shake off his hands.

"Let go of me! Let go!" I shouted at BF angrily.

BF seems frightened by my protest that he kept apologizing to me.

"Sorry Cat don't be angry with me! I'm really sorry! But I really got turned on by you in bridal wear. Please give me a chance! I promise I will reward you well if you could do whatever I wanted."

"How are you going to compensate me?" I asked in doubt.

"I can offer you $500 in return if you allowed me to fuck you while you were in your bridal wear," BF said eagerly.

$500 for a session? It seems like easy money to me. Even though my heart was telling me not to do such a sickening deal but after all the dirty stuff I did with various guys with cameras, I thought to myself, why not? In the end, I accepted the deal with BF and since he got that funny fetish to fuck ladies in bridal wear, I made fun of him totally before he could have his fun with me.

"Go get a pack of condoms and a shaver. I want you to shave off your hair around your dick first before you could fuck me. I want the money first in cash as well before you could touch me."

BF quickly went outside to get the stuff and in less than 30 minutes he got the condoms and shaver. As he did not have any cream to shave, he used the soap as well as the toothpaste from the hotel room instead. I almost wanted to laugh when I saw his expression in trying to shave his dick hair off.

Finally, after all the requirements were met, BF started to fuck me while I was still wearing the bridal wear. I lifted up the dress and took off my panties while he slowly inserted his dick with the condom. I guessed BF did not have many sexual experiences as his dick kept coming out from my pussy. I could not feel much satisfaction from his fuck at all. If I were to rate him, I would give him 2 out of 10.

After about 30 mins of struggling, BF was sweating all over so I decided to end things faster as he did not seems to be able to cum at all. I pushed him down on the bed and used the blanket to blindfold him. Holding his dick in place, I climbed over him and started to rock on top of him. That seems to do the trick. BF got pretty high that he cummed in excitement.

After a week, BF sent me my pictures and tried to ask me out again. But I rejected him and added him to my block list. The last I heard of him, he was still shooting models in bridal shoots as well as going for those pageants' dinners.