The Groom and the mannequin.

 

  1. Why did he always leave things to the last minute. Maybe he should of got his suit in the morning instead of night. It probably look less suspicious if he did so. But there was less of a chance of her knowing then just telling her,, he did want this to be a surprise for a wedding. He pulled up at the shop, the clock on his car reading 12AM. He was surprised that they where still open at this time of the night but at least he could still get his suit.
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  3. Anon walked into the shop, the glaringly bright light shining on all the wedding dresses and suits. He went to the counter, where a teenager with blue hair and pale skin was looking at her phone. "Hello, it's me Anon." He said, the girl looking up at him. "I called ahead."
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  5. "I know, I did answer your call." She said as she walked to the back and put the suit on the counter,looking at him. "Here you go, want to try it on?" She said, Anon nodding as she said it. "You'll have to use the backroom." She said, pointing at the backroom door. "Listen, the person who locked the changing rooms took the key, so you either change or just buy the suit." She said before Anon grabbed to suit and went to the backroom.
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  7. The backroom was large and dark, dimly lit with two tube lights in the middle, with a wooden dresser to put his clothes on, which he soon did so. He looked around the room for a moment, noticing all the mannequins in the room, each one was covered in layers of dust. Except one.
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  9. One mannequin was spotless, completely free of dust or grime, the wedding dress it was wearing sticking out like a sore thumb with all the grey, brown and black, standing with its hand she pressed against its waist, the hands covered in silky white gloves, a gold wedding ring adorned on one of the fingers. Her legs where places in posh looking like shoes, white stockings that appeared to be the same material as her gloves going up her legs. He could she the mannequins joints, looking clean with no rust on them. He looked up the the mannequins head, hair falling down it, the veil flipped behind its back, her hair golden in colour, matted in some places. This mannequin also had a face consisting of two glass eyeballs, cracked in certain places, her eyeholes looking way too big for her eyes, its mouth appearing to be cut out, replaced with a almost Cheshire Cat like rip in the mannequins fabric. The mannequin also had noticeable... chest assets.
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  11. He quickly got undressed, shaking off the mannequin he was looking at, assuming the light was responsible for the cleanness of the mannequin. He put on the suit and tie, turning around to look into the mirror. As he turned, he noticed that the mannquin had moved, looking like it moved a couple steps towards him. He yet again shook it off and looked at himself in the mirror. Everything appeared to fit well.
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  13. As he went to the desk to get his clothes back, he felt a silky hand wrap around his wrist. Looking over to see what had grabbed him, it was revealed that it was the mannequin, staring back at him with her glass eyes. She turned her head, before beginning to talk. "How are you, darling?" She said in a excited but high pitch, several other voices echoing as she spoke.
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  15. Anon didn't respond, pulling at the mannequin hand, which didn't seem to budge at all. "Aw, your so shocked for words after not me seeing for so long." She said happily. "I've waited so long for you and I have waited so long for our wedding night." She said, in a more aroused tone, pushing him the the ground, so her arms layed on his knees.
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  17. Before anon could even scream for help she had unbuttoned his trousers, anon looking down as she pulled his trousers to his knees. "Who are you?" He half-asked, half screamed as she began to pull down his pants, his cock feeling weirdly hard in his pants which where quickly being dragged down his legs, a giggle echoing from her mouth.
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  19. "I'm your wife, dear." She said proudly and happily,clutching his dick in one of her silky hands before moving her hand up and down, making his dick twitch. "I've been fantasising about this for years." She said as she began to move her hand up and down, his dick twitching and twitching, all while she giggled. "Well, that's enough foreplay. After all I don't want you to explode until your inside me." She said lustfully as she moved herself upwards, her hands now placed on his shoulders.
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  21. She moved one hand to the end of her wedding dress and hiked it up, revealing her nether regions, which where covered in a pair of thin white panties, which where noticeably wet. After she peeled them down, she revealed her pussy, a hole much like the one on her mouth, only having fluid coming out of it and having a lot less edges, looking more rounded.
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  23. I've bet you fantasised about this." She said as she rested her pussy on the tip of his cock. "Your wife pushing you to the ground and fucking your rock hard cock." She continued as she pushed herself down his dick, getting deeper and deeper inside her pussy with each word, her face contorting itself onto more of a smile then before.
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  25. She then began to jump on his dick, wet sounds echoing from the backroom with each length of his cock, her hands digging into his shoulders as she did so. Her pussys was weirdly soft and smooth, sometimes feeling some cold metal around the tip of his cock, having to squeeze himself into her a couple times.
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  27. She began to quicken her pace, her eyes never stopped staring at his face, nor did her face every lose that smile. Eventually she wrapped her legs around his and wrapping her arms agasint his back, waves of fluid pooling at his thighs as she furiously thrusted onto his cock.
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  29. He eventually came, waves of cum flowing though his cock into her pussy, sighs of satisfaction echoing from her mouth as she felt bolt aft per bolt of cum flow inside her , now resting on his chest. Anon was waiting to get out, moving futility under her. She giggled an d looked into his eyes. "You're not leaving yet." She said happily. "We need to have our honeymoon.

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