The day had come, it was so hard to believe it, but it had finally come, you're getting married. Never before did you think you'd find someone, and now you have. She's beautiful. So pure of heart, strong in body, so hot in the face. She's perfect, and you couldn't be happier. However, your friends believe you should celebrate your last moments of Bachelor Freedom. A small celebration, nothing too serious, and certainly nothing too risque would happen. But...all it took was a few drinks, a few hot meals, and now you find yourself sitting in a chair, facing an open dance floor.
"Alright, here she comes!" One of your friends drunkenly comments, gesturing to the nearby door. "Say hello...to the Prench Kiss...best pair of hips in Canterlot!" No sooner had he said that, the doors opened.
Coming out from the door, there was this beautiful, petite unicorn mare. Her coat was a pure and almost gleaming white, with a long, flowing pink mane. Her chest was small, almost flattened as a alabaster, silken cloth ran over where her breasts would be, giving some impression of a bump. Her belly was slender, causing your eyes to run down until it reached her much wider hips. Shaking her flank a little, Prench Kiss' long, pink tail flicked like a playful whip. This was all just barely wrapped about in a sash of similar fabric which tightly hugged around her flank and flapped a little over her possibly bare pussy. As well as this, her neck and wrists jingled as golden bands wrapped around them, which ended on a beautiful, long, golden chain that seeming connected to both her arms.
"Alright Prench Kiss, give my pal the works." You friend commented, hiccupping as he downed another drink. Patting you on the shoulder, he smiles at you. "Don't worry, she'll take care of you."
"So you're the lucky one?" Prench Kiss asked, winking seductively at you. Even though you were getting married, the beautiful mare's voice was sending a small tingle throughout your body. "Now, let's see if I can give your last night something to remember."
Lifting her arms up, Prench Kiss began to dance. It was a exotic movement of her body, which was a swaying of her hips, almost to the point that her flank bounced a little. It was quite the show, her arms and legs flowed with the smooth rhythm of water. She winked and smiled a faint expression, almost looking mysterious as she moved herself. The mare's body, how the small endowment on her chest bounced only a little. It was all so hypnotic as she did so. But this wasn't the dull extent of her dancing; this was the beginning of her teasing.
"Now that was a small warm up. Let me show you the real fun." Prench Kiss cooed, igniting her horn in a faint, dim light. The colors flashing and dazzling around her horn were tantalizing, so much so, you failed to noticed a warmth slowly stroking the bulge in your pants until it was too late. "There, let's get you nice and comfortable."
Picking up her movements again, Prench Kiss moved faster and faster, making sure to keep your eyes on her, even as she was flicking about her arms. The golden chains that connected to her wrists whirled and whipped about, only just barely glancing off you, all while the warmth of her spell was still gently rubbing along your bulge. Though your cock was in your pants, it was almost like she was stroking you off, while giving you this show all at once. It was so captivating, you were speechless at the performance.
Finishing up her little dance, Prench Kiss' movements shifted and changed. She was now moving in a fashion that brought all the attention on her body. Her hips swayed, bending over to better show off her petite chest. Winking and smiling at you, she rapidly approaching you, nearly pouncing as she playfully made her way on your lap. At once, her light weight, as well as the warmth of her sweet breath as it kissed against you, it was sending more shivers of delight down your spine. Smiling, she only cooed as she continued to tease you.
Lifting up her arms, she brought them down behind you, letting the chain wrap around the back of your neck. Tugging ever so gently, she pulled you close enough where your face was against her soft bosom, rubbing against the silk top. Prench Kiss giggled, moaning a little as if she was starting to grind on your growing bulge. Licking her lips, she shifted her magic, conjuring what looked to be ethereal hands that floated besides her.
"We're so close, and I think you deserve a reward for making it so far." Prench Kiss moaned, using the magic to carefully undo her top. The sound of the golden clasps being undone, what would normally be quiet, was almost deafening on your ears as you watched her top fall over. "What do you think?"
You were speechless. Prench Kiss' chest was petite, almost flat, but there was still something. A pair of beautiful, albeit small boobs with hard, and sensitive pink nipples. She was so stunning, even with such a small chest, her beauty was greater than most mares you've seen, almost rivaling that of your fiancé; almost. Nothing would make you have second thoughts about your wife-to-be. But Prench Kiss was a sexy mare nonetheless.
"I hope you enjoyed the show." Prench Kiss cooed, leaning in to gently kiss your cheek. Her voice was like an exotic honey as her whispering poured into your ears. "Enjoy your marriage. Your wife is one lucky woman." With a gentle lick against your ear, she cooed as you shivered. "But don't worry. The party's not over yet." You could feel it in your throbbing bulge, this mare wasn't anywhere near finished. All this was, was foreplay, a tease of what was to come.
