“What kind of situation?” Laura asked, wondering what could possibly be going wrong forty-five minutes before the ceremony.
“Neeshie’s having a little attack of nerves,” Tally said. “She needs to be chilled out a little.”
“Really?” Laura asked, surprised. Neesh had always been rock solid as long as she’d known her.
“Really,” Tally said. “Can you pop over here really quick?”
“What am I going to be able to do?” she asked.
“Talk to her,” Tally said. “You’re her best friend after me. Between the two of us, we can get her through this. We need to make it fast though.”
“Uh ... okay,” Laura said. “I’ll be right there.”
She told the other three girls what was going on and then headed out the door. A short walk down a corridor and up a flight of stairs took her back to Neesh’s room. She knocked on the door lightly. A moment later, it was opened and there stood Tally in her green dress.
“Come in,” Tally said, stepping aside to let her in.
Laura entered the room and saw Neesh sitting on the couch. She didn’t look like she was having an attack of nerves.
“Thanks for coming, Teach,” Neesh told her.
“No problem,” Laura said. “What’s going on? Tally said you were having some ... issues?”
“I’m a little nervous about going out there,” Neesh said. “Tally’s going to help me get through it. She thought you might be helpful for this too.”
“Uh ... sure,” Laura said. “What can I do?”
“Go sit on the couch next to her,” Tally said.
“Uh ... okay,” Laura said slowly. She walked over and sat next to Neesh.
Tally walked over as well. She remained standing, positioning herself right in front of Neesh. “Now,” she said to Laura, “I want you to take her hands in yours and hold onto them tightly.”
“Take her hands? What’s going on here?”
“Just do it,” Tally said. “Trust me.”
Neesh held her hands out to Laura. Laura took them in hers. “Uh ... why am I doing this?” she asked.
Tally smiled and then slowly, carefully dropped to her knees on the carpet, so she was kneeling before Neesh’s dress covered knees. “Because,” she told Laura, “Neesh has a hard time keeping her hands to herself during this maneuver. You can’t let her mess up my hair.”
“Maneuver?” Laura asked, feeling herself flush. “You mean you’re going to ... to...”
“I’m going to relax Neeshie the best way I know how,” Tally said. With that, she reached out and grasped the hem of the wedding dress. She pushed it upward, revealing bare knees, then bare thighs. “Open your legs, Neeshie,” she told her. “I need some room here.”
Laura was shocked, but also quite aroused. “Uh ... Tally ... Neesh ... are you ... uh ... sure you should be doing this?”
“I’m sure,” Neesh said with a smile. “Just hold onto my hands, Teach. You don’t need to do anything else.”
Laura nodded, letting her eyes drop back down. Neesh’s legs opened up as the dress went higher, revealing a pair of frilly white panties. Tally put her hand high on Neesh’s inner thigh and stroked the flesh there for a moment. She then slid her fingers higher, until she was touching the crotch of the panties. She slid her knuckle up and down a few times, smiling as she did so.
“You seem a little damp down here, Neeshie,” Tally observed lightly.
“Don’t fuck around,” Neesh said, her voice a pant. “Just do it.”
“Right,” Tally said. She looked up at Laura again. “Hold those hands for me.”
“Okay,” Laura said, panting a little herself.
Tally hooked her fingers into the elastic band of the panties’ crotch and pulled it to the left, revealing Neesh’s womanhood. It was smooth shaven, the lips swollen and glistening with moisture. Her clitoris was already poking up. The smell of her arousal permeated the air, sending shivers down Laura’s spine.
She’s really going to do this, Laura thought, black arousal seething through her. She’s going to eat her pussy forty minutes before her wedding, while she’s in her wedding dress!
“Mmm,” Tally said with a smile. “You just gotta love girl-time.”
With that, she lowered her head and went to work. She licked up and down Neesh’s labia a few times and then fastened her lips to her clitoris and began to suck on it.
“Oh ... yesss,” Neesh moaned happily, her head falling back on her shoulders. “That feels so fucking good.”
Laura held onto Neesh’s hands and listened to the wet, slurping sounds coming up. Neesh’s grip tightened on hers as her arousal shot up, but she made no attempt to pull her hands free or touch Tally anywhere. Soon, Neesh was panting, her hips rising and falling slightly on the couch cushion.
“That’s it! That’s it!” she moaned. And then she exploded, her skin breaking out in goose flesh and flushing, her breath becoming ragged, her hands squeezing spastically on Laura’s.
“Okay, okay,” Neesh said. “I’m done.”
Talia brought her face out from between the bride’s legs. Her lipstick was now smeared everywhere, the makeup on her chin in disarray, moisture all over her upper lip and nose. She was smiling. “Feeling better now, Neeshie?”
“Yes, very relaxed,” Neesh said, nodding. “You can let go of my hands now, Teach.”
“Oh ... right,” Laura said. She was incredibly aroused by what had just happened. She let Neesh’s hands free.
Neesh stood up and pulled her dress down, covering her legs once again. She looked up at the clock. “I’d better go clean myself up a little down there,” she said.
“Probably a good idea,” Tally agreed.
Neesh headed into the bathroom and closed the door, leaving Tally and Laura alone. Tally was smiling contentedly.
“That was the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever done in my life,” she declared. “I just ate a bride out on her wedding day. How often do you get to do something like that?”
“Not very often,” Laura had to guess.
Tally smiled at her. “We still have a few minutes left. I’ll need to get the makeup woman back over here to fix me up a bit.”
“Yes,” Laura agreed. “You’re definitely going to have to do that.”
Tally made no move to the phone just yet. “However, it looks like you could maybe use a little relaxation yourself.”
“You mean...” Laura started, but was unable to finish.
“You know what I mean, Teach,” Tally said. “How about it? I’ve never licked a redhead before.”
Laura shuddered a little, felt temptation tugging at her, but was able to shake her head. “I can’t,” she said. “I’m married.”
“Of course you’re married,” Tally said. “I’m not talking about stealing you from your husband, I’m talking about girl-time. Girl-time doesn’t mean anything.”
“It does to me though,” Laura said. “I made ... well ... an agreement with my husband.”
“An agreement?”
Laura nodded. “He knows I like girls, and he’s okay with that, but ... I promised him I would never do anything with another girl without talking to him about it first.”
“Really?” Tally said.
“Really,” Laura confirmed.
“That’s wild,” Tally said, pondering that. “How many times have you talked about doing it with another girl with him and then did it?”
“Never,” she said. “It hasn’t happened yet.”
“It hasn’t happened yet?” Tally said. “How come?”
“I haven’t found the right girl yet.”
“Hmmm,” Tally said slowly. “But your agreement is that if you do, all you have to do is talk to him and let him know about it first?”
“That is the agreement,” Laura said.
Tally nodded her head a few times. “Tell me something, Teach,” she said. “Questions of marriage and girl-time and the ramifications of all that aside, do you want me to go down between your legs and lick your pussy?”