Author’s Note 1: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human after all.

Author’s Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was written as part of a series. For full enjoyment, please read “The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-60”.

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Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them. Well, I do… because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now…

The wedding day had finally arrived. No one had told Lexxi about her fiancée’s drunken incident and the couple was getting ready for the happiest day of their lives. I was sitting in the second row, waiting for the brides to arrive.

We had been waiting for quite some time and I was starting to get worried. Had something happened? Had someone told Lexxi what had happened at Nikki’s bachelorette party? Had she called off the wedding? But all of my fears vanished the second the bridal chorus started playing.

As I turned to glance at the back of the church, I realized something. It was my first time attending a lesbian wedding and I had no idea what to expect. Would they both be wearing wedding dresses? Would they both be wearing tuxedos? Or would they mix things up and each wear one?

What I saw were my two friends wearing the most beautiful wedding dresses I had ever seen. Unlike the frilly white gowns you see in movies, they wore plain white dresses. They were quite revealing and clung to their slim bodies with surprising closeness. In other words, they were hot. Fucking hot!

Their respective fathers were walking them down the aisle and oohs and aahs fused from the crowd as they passed. But what emerged from me was arousal. By the time they reached the altar, I was so horny that a powerful fantasy had started growing within me. I knew it was the worst possible time to fantasize, but it was already too late. The last thing I saw before reality faded was Lexxi and Nikki.

I glanced around. Everything looked the same, but I knew from experience that it was not.