Blushing Bride

Chapter One

I was getting married, a cause for celebration undoubtedly, but also a cause for regret. Regret for all the potential I was leaving behind with my single life. All the things that I could have done and all the people I could have done it with. I loved my fiancée, Gina, very much; she was gorgeous, kind-hearted and generous, but also very traditional in her ways and morally straight-laced. It had taken all my powers of persuasion and a shiny diamond engagement ring simply to persuade Gina to go down on me before we were married and that was the limit of our sex life, nothing more exciting or unusual than that. On more than one occasion I had tried to get her to agree to full sex or offered to eat her out but with no success. Given that, I hesitated to mention some of the other things that I wanted to do, that I fantasised about, she'd probably call off the wedding if she knew the kinds of thoughts that ran through my mind. I convinced myself that after we were married, things would be better, Gina would become more adventurous in the bedroom and gradually, with my help, would throw off her straight laced ways and become the sexual animal I had desired her to be ever since I set eyes on her in a sexy evening dress with a plunging neckline that seemed to speak of her hidden passions. It turned out that such a first impression was an inaccurate one, but I couldn't help but dream, hoping one day that side of Gina would come out. Deep down inside, however, I knew there was little chance of that, I knew the kind of thing I would be giving up marrying Gina and, although I was still willing to go through with it, I was feeling a bit heavy hearted with regret at what I was missing out on.

One of the fantasies that I indulged myself with, but would never tell Gina, was of dressing myself like a beautiful woman and seeing what it would be like to seduce a man or to be fucked and used by one. It wasn't that I wanted to become a woman, or felt like a man trapped in a woman's body, I just wanted to try it out, to feel like they feel. She might not have enjoyed sex, but Gina compensated for that by being and dressing especially sexy. I looked on her wardrobe with a mixture of lust and envy as she dressed in short skirts and low cut tops, high heels and silk stockings, with alluring lacy lingerie underneath it all. I just knew that her wedding dress would be gorgeous and that she in it would be one of the sexiest things I had ever seen. Still, I knew that alongside my desire to tear it off her and fuck her, would be envy at her getting to be the beautiful blushing bride and not me. I had confessed all of this to Mark, my best friend since childhood and my best man at the wedding, one evening a couple of weeks before I was due to get married when I had got very drunk and began to spill my guts about my nerves over the upcoming wedding. The next morning, full of guilt, I had got Mark to promise not to tell anyone about my confession and I had thought that was the end of it. That was until my stag party.

I had invited a group of friends around to our house and made sure that Gina would be away all evening, staying over with a friend. Once again, the drink was flowing freely and I was beginning to feel quite light-headed. This wasn't exactly helped by Mark who, equally overcome by alcohol, began to drop hints about my confession, seeming to be trying to make me bring it up.

"So, Rich," he said, laughing and swigging a beer, "What is it that you're going to miss about single life? There's got to be something that you're not going to be able to do when you're married to Gina." I answered vaguely to the effect that I couldn't think of anything he could mean. "You know, like, sex stuff," he continued, fishing, not accepting my first answer, "We all know that Gina isn't exactly the most adventurous lover." This got a laugh from the rest of the guys; I was starting to regret telling them all about Gina's bedroom style. "So, come on, Rich, what is that you'd really like to do before you get married?"

"What we need is some girls," said Jake, a particularly ladish, masculine friend of mine for whom women and sex were never far from his mind, or his lips, "What are you getting at here, Mark, have you got us a stripper?"

"Something like that," he said, glancing significantly at me, "Some entertainment anyway. Could be pretty sexy, we'll have to see."

"What are you talking about?" asked Zach, one of my work colleagues who I knew had always had a bit of a thing for Gina even before I met her.

"Rich knows," Mark replied, all eyes turning to me, as I looked confusedly back at Mark, "Or maybe he doesn't know the whole of it, but he knows what it's about, don't you Rich?" Again, I mumbled something about not having a clue, but I was by now blushing and my protests were unconvincing as I began to worry he was about to reveal my confession. "Stay here," he said to the whole room, "I've got something to get for Rich. It's sort of an early wedding present, but you can only keep it for tonight, I'm afraid."

"You have got him a stripper, excellent," said Pete, a guy I had been to school with but hadn't seen for six years until I invited him to the wedding.

"A stripper? Are you sure that's a good idea," Sam butted in, he was a cautious, nervous kind of guy and that was reflected here by his being the only person other than me a little worried about where the conversation was headed, "I mean, what's Gina gonna think when she finds out?"

"We're not going to tell her, you bloody idiot," Jake replied, irritated with Sam's usual manner as he often was, "She never has to know what goes on between us, right, Rich?"

"It's only normal at this kind of thing," said Pete, trying to reassure Sam.

In the time that it had taken to have this conversation, Mark had been able to slip out of the room, upstairs and back again with his gift. Draped over his arms was a beautiful white dress, it could only be Gina's wedding dress that she had kept hidden from me somewhere I didn't even know where. I was beginning to see where this was headed and I didn't like it, or rather part of me was repulsed by it, but another part curious and excited.

"Now, Gina isn't the only one who'd love to play the blushing bride in this dress this weekend. Is she, Rich?" Mark said, turning to me and causing all eyes in the room to follow, looking at me in various states of drunken confusion as I did indeed blush heavily. "I think we'd all like to give him this opportunity to live out his fantasies before marriage to Gina ends those possibilities." He held out the dress to me, it was a classy strapless silk and lace affair with a very narrow waist and a wide full-length skirt. It was as gorgeous and sexy as I would expect my equally gorgeous fiancée to pick out and my pulse was racing excitedly just at the thought of wearing it. I took it and just stared at it, feeling increasingly as though there was nothing I wanted more in the world than to feel and see myself in it, to feel myself to be the beautiful bride on her wedding night. "How about it, Rich? Are you going to give us the privilege of seeing you as the bride?"

"You mean you want to dress as a woman?" said Jake, shocked and not a little disgusted, "Isn't that kind of gay?"

Instantly my shame and repulsion at what I wanted to do began to rise within me and it was only the feel of the beautiful dress in my hands that kept me from handing it back to Mark and laughing the whole thing off.

"Come on, Jake, it's just a bit of stag night fun," Pete unexpectedly came to my defence, drunkenly slurring his speech, "Don't you think it would be hilarious to see Rich as a girl?"

"Yeah," Sam piped up, "Come on, Rich, do it."

"I agree," laughed my old university flatmate David, "It'd be classic."

"This is something I'd love to see," Ben, a work colleague, said, shaking himself from a drunken stupor to add his voice.

"It looks like everybody does," Mark smiled, "You don't want to disappoint them do you, Rich?"

And he was right, I didn't. I know that they were mostly speaking out of drunken amusement, but it thrilled me to hear my friends clamouring to see me appear as a woman and it made up my mind to do it, to see how it would look and feel just for tonight. After all, in the morning, I could just put it up to drunken stupidity and forget the whole incident like any other dumb thing done under the influence of alcohol. Right now, however, my head was feeling totally clear; I was running on adrenaline, buzzing with excitement at trying on the dress.

Holding the dress close to my chest, I headed for the door to drunken cheers from my friends. As I walked passed him, Mark grabbed my arm for a second and whispered in my ear, "I've laid out everything you'll need to look fabulous on your bed."

This filled me with a tingle of excitement that only increased when I got up to the bedroom I shared with Gina. There, on the bed, was some exquisite, sexy, expensive white lingerie, just like the kind I had always stared longingly at in the pages of catalogues and porn sites on the internet. How did he know?

Eagerly, and with some effort, I managed to lace myself tightly into the bone and lace corset that cinched my waist to a narrow feminine shape, pushing my chest up so it filled the cups to look like breasts. It was mostly white but with pink laces to tie it tightly around me and a little pink lace around the cups of the bra. Next were a tiny little pair of white french knickers that matched in colour to the corset, mostly plain white and lacy but with a little pink bow above where the girl's pussy would be. These, I slid slowly up my legs, becoming ever more excited as they came closer to my crotch until my cock was encased in their lacy feel. It certainly felt a lot different to the ordinary underwear that I wear, I can tell you. It felt better, more alive, more sexy, more girlish and impetuous, I felt like in lacy knickers like that I could really become the alluring sex kitten I had wanted Gina to be for me, I could become like my ideal of her. My cock was already twitching eagerly and anxiously at these thoughts and the feel of the underwear. I tried to calm myself; I didn't want the guys to think that I was enjoying this quite as much as I was. I had to concentrate on continuing to dress and not think about how sexy I was increasingly feeling.

I've always been quite fair and boyish so fortunately my body wasn't really covered by any unsightly hairs that would make me look masculine. Even so, I briefly considered shaving my legs but worried both that that would take up valuable time and also betray my true excitement and desire even more than the slight bulge in my panties. Besides, I couldn't wait to put on the best part of the lingerie that Mark had laid out for me. The stockings were white silk stay ups with a lace pattern around the top and tiny pink bows that matched the ones on the fronts of my panties. They looked great and I knew that they would look even better wrapped around my long legs. I wasn't at all tall for a guy (about 5'8, pretty much the same as Gina, which would be fortunate when it came to putting on her dress), but I would be for a girl, and my legs, disproportionately long, would look stunning in the stockings. As I sat on the bed and rolled the stockings up, slipping one over my foot, I licked my lips and imagined what those long legs would look like if I were a hot girl and they were wrapped around my boyfriend's arse. Slowly, I rolled the first stocking up my right leg, savouring every second of the soft, sensuous feel of silk on flesh; I thought I was going to blow my load in my panties right there and then. Fortunately, I was able to control myself and with some effort while still sitting on the bed, I was able to reduce the size of my hard-on so it was barely visible and get on with the job of putting on the wedding dress itself.

In the dress, I began to feel every inch the beautiful bride on her big day and felt a slight twinge of jealousy at Gina being able to do it for real. Finally, beside the bed I found Mark had left a pair of white heels which, when I slipped them onto my feet, fit absolutely perfectly and made my calves look even sexier in their white stockings. Now, unlike my height and build, my feet were definitely not the same size as Gina's, these couldn't have been her shoes and I began to think once more about how much thought and planning Mark must have put into this.

However, I wasn't allowed too much leisure to think on this as just at that second, as I stood up after buckling the shoes around my feet, I caught a glimpse of my reflection in the mirror. As I looked closer I was stunned, thrilled and proud to see how good I looked. I was certainly a passable woman, hell, I was hot. In that beautiful white dress with a narrow waist, little breasts and long legs I looked like the kind of bride anyone would be delighted to marry. At that point, I decided to go all out for this and sat myself at Gina's make-up table and set about making my face even more beautifully feminine.

I had seen Gina do this thousands of times and was pretty confident I knew what I was doing as I applied foundation and blush to my cheeks making my skin soft and rosy just like a bride's should be on her exciting wedding day. Then, I turned my attention to my eyes, adding a pale blue eye shadow to bring out the blue colour in them and extending my lashes to a fluttery girlish look with mascara. Finally my I painted my lips with Gina's favourite pink lipstick.

Fortunately I had always worn my blond hair long, perhaps a part of me always wanted to feel that little bit womanly, so it was easy now to use Gina's hairspray to tease it into her kind of style. Since Gina had had her hair dyed blonde a couple of weeks earlier for the wedding, people had said we'd had matching his and hers hair. Styled like this, I could see what they meant. In fact, like this I looked so good I could easily pass for Gina's sister. As I added the final touch, Gina's bridal veil thinly covering my face, I could probably even pass for Gina herself.

I was ready to face my public. I adjusted myself a little and admired myself a little longer in the mirror, striking a couple of model poses. It wasn't that I was nervous about going downstairs; I just loved how great I looked. Well, alright, I was nervous about how those guys would react. Had I taken it too far? Was I too convincing a woman for this to work as a joke? Would it just make them uncomfortable?

Oh, well, I thought, it's now or never. This is the last chance I'll ever get do this; better make the most of it. And with that, tottering a little on my heels at first, I headed down the stairs to make my entrance, every part of me buzzing with electric thrills, anticipation, nerves. My head was swimming and I had to keep a tight hold on the banister as I descended and not just because I was unused to walking in heels. I was feeling totally hot and sexy and feminine in the lingerie and wedding dress and yet I was trying not to think sexily for fear the outline of my hard cock could betray me. My heart was all aflutter as I stepped through the door.

What did they think of me? And what will happen next? You can find all that out in chapter two.

To be continued...

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Chapter Two

I stood there, with my hand on the doorknob, waiting to go into the living room where all my friends sat drinking to celebrate my upcoming marriage. I hesitated there for a moment, not quite sure what their reaction would be upon seeing me dolled up like this, my fiancee's beautiful strapless wedding dress worn over sensual white lingerie, my face covered by Gina's veil and painted with her sexy make-up. What would these people who had known me for so many years think to discover there was a completely different side to me than anything they had seen before? Well, I was about to find out as I opened the door and stepped over the threshold (properly a bride should be carried but as I was without a groom this had to do).

As I stepped into the room, Mark, my best man who I'd confessed my secret desires to and who had obviously been well prepared and anticipating this moment, pushed play on the stereo and I walked slowly and gracefully into the room to the sounds of "here comes the bride", much as if it really was my big day and I was walking down the aisle to my dream man, except that here there were ten men awaiting me, cheering, laughing and making mocking catcalls, although on the faces of some I could clearly detect a note of surprise at what a good looking bride I made.

"Gentleman, allow me to present to you the lovely Gina," said Mark, to a round of applause from the guys, "Doesn't she look stunning, give us a twirl Gina."

Feeling a flush of pleasure, I did just as he asked and the guys applauded again.

"It really is an impressive transformation," said David, my former flatmate, "If I didn't know better I'd swear it was really Gina under that veil."

"Lift it up, show us your face," encouraged Joe, another old friend from university, "Let's see how good a transformation it really is."

Slowly, I lifted my veil and put it back over my blonde hair to reveal my pretty, made up face. If I thought there were looks of surprise on my friend's faces at my entrance, it was even more the case now as an audible gasp went up around the room at my appearance transformed to the face of a sexy girl. To further enhance the image I leaned forward in a provocative pose, fluttered my newly long eyelashes, pouted my pink lips and blew Joe a kiss. He grinned as I've seen him do when he catches the eye of a real pretty girl, but a second later I saw him blush and look away, seeming confused by the emotions I was stirring up in him. I couldn't blame him, I was feeling pretty confused myself. Sure, dressing like a woman was everything I had hoped it would be, it made me feel sexy and confident and flirty and sure I always wanted to see what it would be like to use such feminine talents to seduce a man but these were my closest friends and I was starting to have thoughts about them that I had never had before, lascivious thoughts that don't normally pass between ordinary friends, the same thoughts that I could sense some of them were trying to suppress about me.

"So," said Mark, excitedly sensing this atmosphere, "Who wants to kiss the bride?" All the guys tried not to catch his or my eye as he said this, not wanting to be humiliated before their friends. In the absence of any volunteers, Mark continued, "Maybe the beautiful Gina should be the one to pick herself, who's it going to be, Gina?" he asked, still referring to me by my fiancee's name, so much so that I began to feel I was Gina here with a room of studly men to pick from.

Understandably enough, now that I was assuming the persona of a lust filled young woman, the choice of which guy to kiss was an enticing and exciting one and one that I wasn't going to take lightly. A part of me thought that once I did this there could be no turning back, by the way that I kissed one of the men, that would indicate pretty clearly where my real desires lay and would make it ever harder to pass this whole thing off as a joke. A second later, I decided that that didn't matter, even if there was no going back from here and my secret desires were about to be discovered, it didn't matter, I was in too deep by now to turn back. I was too much in love with the sensual way the dress made me feel, with acting out as the slutty Gina and with the thought of fulfilling all my deepest fantasies.

That decision taken, I still had to decide which of the guys I was going to go for now, which would I kiss. I looked all around the group of watching guys, or rather trying not to watch but all peeking at me anyway, to see which was the best choice, already thinking like a slutty girl choosing her guy, thinking about the hot bodies of these guys who had previously just been my friends. Which of my friends was the best looking? Which would be the best fuck? Which the biggest cock? I tried to imagine them parading before me without their clothes. One stood out amongst them and that was Pete. I had been to school with Pete six years earlier and hadn't really seen him since. I remembered Pete from school as a quiet, nondescript decent guy who most of the girls didn't really look twice at. Well they certainly would now, these days Pete was something to behold. Bald, black and over 6'5", Pete certainly cut an imposing figure. He'd also obviously been working out, his shoulders were broad, his body toned and he had a hell of a six pack which his tight shirt showed off to the best advantage. I couldn't even come to imagine what might be in his pants for fear of actually swooning. I noted that when the suggestion of me dressing in the wedding dress had come up he had been one of the first to come to my defence in supporting the idea. I hadn't seen him in so long, this sort of thing could be what he was into for all I knew.

Despite all that, my eyes and my thoughts were drawn somewhere else, to someone who hadn't really spoken up at all during this strange business. Zach was someone that I worked with and had got to know really through Gina who he had known before me. I could always sense when we out together that he had a bit of a crush on her and that she was totally oblivious to it. I knew that he seemed troubled by not being able to act on it. When I had first appeared as Gina, he had been sitting directly opposite me and I was able to see his reaction as his mouth dropped open on seeing me enter and again on my lifting my veil. Now I could see he was still staring directly at me, unlike the others who were trying to make it look like they weren't watching, running his eyes up and down my hot feminine body as if to match it up against Gina's. I decided that Zach was the best option to go for.

"Zach," I purred in my best approximation of Gina's voice, "You've always wanted me haven't you? I've seen how you look at me. Well this is your last chance before I marry that jerk Rich. Come and give me a kiss."

He just sat there and stared, completely unsure of what to do.

"Go on then, Zach," Mark encouraged, "Do as the lady asks. You should be thrilled to be Gina's choice."

"Yeah, go on," said Tony, another old school friend who was sitting next to Zach.

"If you don't, I will. She's hot," said Mark's brother Carl, who was sitting on the other side of Zach and was known to be a bisexual (still I found this quite a compliment that he fancied me as a girl and I blushed a little and even gave a sort of curtsy), with the help of Tony, he dragged Zach to his feet and pushed him over towards me.

Carl and Tony stood back as I stepped forward to face Zach. Normally slightly below average height, I would have had to look up at him as Zach was a good 6 foot, however in my heels I came up to be able to look him directly in the eye. His eyes were grey, I noticed now for the first time, beneath his floppy brown fringe. He was quite skinny but his muscles were clearly well defined and he obviously took a care with his appearance. I began to think I knew what girls like me would see in a guy like Zach and for the first time felt a moment's worry that he could steal the real Gina away from me, especially if she were to find out what a sissy I could be. Still, such worries were only fleeting thoughts as I was increasingly letting myself be ruled by my desires. Zach still held back a little, appearing both unsure of himself and a little repulsed and excited and aroused. I decided that if anything was going to happen here then it would have to be me taking the initiative. I put my hands on his shoulders and pulled him towards me until our faces were just an inch or so apart. This was it. I licked my shiny pink lips and inhaled his musky masculine scent before leaning in and brushing my lips lightly against Zach's. It was only the briefest, lightest kiss but even so I could feel Zach leaning in to kiss me back. This gave me the courage to really go for it as I brought my hands up to his head and pulled him back in, this time planting my lips firmly on him and giving him a long, wet, lingering kiss. As I pushed my tongue between my lips, I could feel his mouth open up at this encouragement. I slid my tongue into his mouth and for a moment our tongues were pressed together, caressing like the rest of our bodies. At first we had just been pressing our faces together but now, with my hands straying down his back to his tight arse, I pulled Zach into a passionate embrace. The guys laughed and cheered and this spurred me on further, holding the kiss for as long as I could. He tasted different from any of the girls I'd kissed before, stronger, mostly in fact he tasted of the beers we'd been drinking. As our bodies pressed together, my dick began to get even harder, feeling not just the soft lace of my panties pressing against it but also Zach's hard body. With our groins pushed together, I could feel how aroused he was too, even through my dress and his jeans I could feel his cock firm and erect.

Zach looked notably flustered as he pulled away from the kiss, his floppy hair a mess from where I had run my hands through it, my pink lipstick smeared across his lips. I was staring greedily and lustily into his eyes but he didn't know which way to look. I diverted my attention down his hot body to his crotch where his arousal was now evident for all to see with a huge bulge in his pants. Fortunately, my dress was just about able to hide my similar situation, although I think from watching the lust and passion in my kiss, some of the guys may have guessed that this was more than just a joke to me.

"Hey Zach," laughed Carl, obviously noticing what Zach's embarrassment and my lascivious gaze were directed towards, "It looks like even this Gina has what it takes to turn you on!"

Zach looked even more embarrassed and tried to cover his arousal as all the other guys turned to look. He was shaking his head and blushing and stammering.

"No...no...that's...that's not what's happening here. I...I've just..." he stuttered, desperately searching for an excuse while to amuse the others and to further distract Zach, I struck some provocative poses, pouting my lips and sticking my chest out one way and my arse the other. "Whatever, you guys know that I'm not at all attracted to Rich in drag, right?" He finished and the others just laughed again, "Right?" Nobody seemed to be about to agree with him, but then they didn't say anything to disagree either. Looking around the room, I noticed a few smaller bulges in the other guy's trousers and thought that maybe they didn't want to jump in with an opinion of their own in case they drew attention to their own condition.

"So, if I don't turn you on, then you won't mind if I do this," I said, deciding once more to take control myself.

I dropped to my knees in front of Zach's bulging crotch. Before he realised what I was doing, I had unzipped his jeans and pulled out his cock. Now, however, I hesitated, this was the first cock other than my own that I had touched or even seen this close up. It felt warm and hard in my hand. Just the feel of the throbbing, excitable warmth of the cock in my hand was thrilling and I knew that I wanted to take it in my mouth like a pretty little cock-sucking slut. I licked my lips once more and extended my tongue further to flick across the trembling head of Zach's cock. Despite his protests, I could feel his cock getting even harder with my hand around it and the thought that I was turning him on was even more exciting to me. I swirled my tongue around inside the opening of his cock before running it up and down the shaft, caressing it. I could feel him becoming weak at the knees at the touch of my tongue and as I opened my lips and just let the head of his cock slip between them, still brushing my tongue all over it, I heard him moan with pleasure.

"Mmmm, Gina, that's good," he moaned. I looked up and he had his eyes half closed, really getting into it now, he was starting to imagine that I truly was Gina letting his cock into my mouth.

I could taste his pre-cum on my lips, warm and salty it made me dying for more. As I pushed forward, I managed to slip the first four inches of his six inch cock into my throat before gagging a little. My hands were still around the base, massaging it just as my tongue had earlier. I let the whole of his cock slip back out of my mouth and stared at it for a second. It was slick and slippery with a mixture of my saliva and his pre-cum, my pink lipstick was smeared along the length of it. I looked up at Zach and smiled at him. All the time, my hands never left his cock, stroking the length of it, keeping him hard and excited, so he couldn't have second thoughts about what I was doing to him.

"Would you like me to suck you off, Zach?" I grinned, "Isn't that what you've always wanted from me?"

"Yes Gina," he said, "Suck my cock. Suck it now." The guys laughed at this but I could tell from the eager straining in Zach's voice that he was completely serious.

"It's sooo hard," I purred, "So much better than my fiancee Rich, he's such a sissy man." I couldn't help teasing Zach by reminding him who it really was that was about to take his cock in his mouth.

"Come on Rich, just do it," Zach said, desperately.

That was all the encouragement I needed and I let his cock back between my lips, this time pumping my head back and forth, bobbing up and down on it faster and faster, taking more and more of it further into my throat. I relaxed my throat and before I knew it, my nose was brushing against his bushy pubic hair, all his cock was stuck inside me. I couldn't believe it, I was deepthroating my friend and loving it! My own cock meanwhile was straining against the elastic waistband of the pretty little french knickers I was wearing beneath my bridal skirt. The feel of all this sexy, soft, girlish lingerie and the dress against my skin and the manly, hard, throbbing cock in my mouth was sending me wild as I devoured the pre-cum that still leaked from Zach's beast. Just picturing what the other guys could see as their friend was sucked off by a hot slut bride just made me want to blow my load inside my future wife's sexy panties right there and then, but I was desperate to get Zach off first. I went at it with even more eagerness, running my lips and tongue over every inch of his cock as he moaned and groaned and barely kept himself together.

"Oh fuck that's good Gina, don't stop now, you're gonna make me cum," Zach moaned as he thrust his hips to meet the movement of my mouth until I had taken all his six inches in.

"Christ, she's pretty good at this," my friend David said with surprise, "I mean she doesn't just look like a hot slut, she acts like one too."

"I know," said Carl, "this is better than a porn show."

"Are you sure you've never done this before," Mark laughed from the other side of the room, "Because you're a natural cocksucker, honey."

"Mmmm," was all Zach could grunt in response to this, but it was pretty obvious that he agreed.

Hearing this, I decided to make more of a show of it, sucking him dramatically and moaning to myself like a hot porn star. With an added eagerness and purpose, I slurped around his cock, desperate to bring him off to a climax pretty fast. It was obviously working as his moans became louder and more urgent, his thrusting between my lips more wild and frantic.

Finally, his knees buckled and he cried out, "Fuck Gina, I'm gonna cum."

I'd never really tasted cum before but the taste on Zach's dick made me eager for more and the slutty girl persona I had adopted seemed desperate to drink it all down, so I didn't stop. A second later, I felt the hot, thick spurt of Zach's juices hit the back of my throat. I gulped it down as he shot even more into my mouth. After what seemed like one hell of an orgasm, Zach's now soft cock slipped from my lips and he collapsed back on the sofa, spent. My mouth was still filled with his cum and my lips were shiny and sticky. Looking around at the gaping faces of my friends, I opened my mouth to show the sticky white cum still on my tongue and then swallowed it down like I had seen a girl do in a porn film on the internet.

I looked around a little closer at the other guys, who were still intently watching me as I knelt on the floor in my pretty white wedding dress. While watching the little show that I had been putting on, I could now see that a lot of them had taken their cocks out and were stroking them along to the oral attentions I was giving to Zach. This made me feel even better about how hot I must be as a woman.

"So," I said, eyeing them all up lasciviously, "Who wants to be next?"

Believe me, there was no shortage of takers for this offer. Most eagerly, Carl and Tony sprung to their feet, their cocks already semi hard in their hands. Carl was a tall and very thin well dressed guy with slightly affected manners. Similarly, his veiny cock that he was stroking was long, almost eight inches but thin. Conversely, Tony's was shorter in length than Zach's but thick. My head was spinning, I couldn't believe how quickly things were progressing here. Just a half hour earlier I was aroused and nervous in my lingerie and bridal wear, wondering what it would be like to kiss a guy. Now, my lips sticky with cum, I was thinking about taking on two cocks at once.

"Come on boys," I grinned, "I think I can manage both of you at once."

I reached out my hands and wrapped one each around their cocks and pulled them over to me. I turned my head towards Carl's long, thin dick and opened my lips, letting it slip easily in. After the practice I had got on Zach, this was becoming a lot easier and I was quickly becoming pretty skilled. I jerked off both cocks as I bobbed my head back and forth over the first few inches of Carl's for a minute, and then switched my attention to Tony, alternating my sucking and licking back and forth between the two of them while able to moan out between them.

"Fuck your cocks are hard, I just love sucking on them. There's nothing a young bride like me wants more than good, hard cocks in her mouth."

It wasn't long before I decided to see just how much I could now fit in my pretty pink mouth. I pulled both cocks together so their quivering heads were brushing against one another and opened my mouth as wide as it would go. Doing this, I could just fit both the heads of their cocks between my lips and still have room to run my tongue all over and around them. That was enough for Tony who cried out and shot his cum into my mouth and all over Carl's cock.

With Tony spent, I turned the full force of my cock-sucking attentions to Carl, licking his cock clean of Tony's juices. Only a few seconds later, however, and Carl started to blow his load too. My throat was already full with trying to swallow Tony's salty cum so Carl's began to overflow between my lips. I took his cock out of my mouth but he continued to wank himself off. I felt a warm stream of cum hit my cheek and another fly into my blonde hair. Carl continued to cum for what seemed like ages, spurting all over my hair and the bridal veil that was still over the back of my head, my chest and the lacy bodice of my wedding dress turning it more of an off-white colour than it had been. After a while, I managed to get my lips back around his cock and sucked him dry, savouring the taste so much that I was pleased to be able to lick even more off from around my lips.
By now, every one of the guys in the room had their cocks out and were jerking along (even Zach who had got hard again pretty fast). All except Jake, by far my most manly and homophobic friend who couldn't seem to cope with the thought that the hot bridal slut sucking cocks in front of him was really his male friend. Once all the other guys were intently stroking their cocks and moaning, Jake was turning away embarrassedly and walking out of the room, only to keep coming back after a few minutes. Obviously there was something compelling going on here for him.

Having built up a bit of practice, I now knew that I was ready to try and take on Pete. As I had blown the last two guys, I had noticed that his cock was every bit as majestically huge as I had anticipated and now, as I beckoned him over to me with a wink, I could see as it came closer that it was even bigger than I thought. About 10 inches long, circumcised and almost as thick as my wrist, it was dark and veiny and pulsing with desire, as intimidating as it was alluring. How on earth was I going to fit this in my mouth? Well, I was going to try. I could barely fit my hand around the shaft as I put both of them round it and started to stroke, his beast stretching out way beyond even where my hands were.

"It's soooo big," I moaned.

"I bet a pretty little thing like you has never seen anything like it," Pete said, his voice deep and masculine, "Wouldn't you love a taste of my black meat, you little cock hungry slut?"

I was indeed a cock hungry slut and was desperate for a taste of him. I licked my tongue all along and around his shaft, kissing it all over, soaking it my saliva, and then slipped his slick, wet cock between my lips, managing to swallow about half of it at my first effort.

"That's it, you whore," Pete said, grabbing me by my blonde hair, pulling it into pigtails as he pulled my face towards him and pushed his cock deeper into me, "Take it all in."

I could barely breath, my mouth was so full of his dark, throbbing monster and there was even more of it to come. Still, I was loving the sense of being so dominated by such a man and such a firm, thick cock. My own cock was straining so hard in my panties that I thought I might just cum right there and then without even touching it. I tried my hardest to relax my throat and, despite gagging a little, Pete managed to thrust most of himself into my mouth, seeming to stretch my lips wider than they had ever been before. Still holding my hair in pigtails for leverage, he began to fuck my face and all I could do was kneel there and take it and enjoy it.

However, Pete wasn't the only person after something from me right now and as he fucked my throat, I could see my former flatmate David coming over towards me. I managed to push Pete's cock from my mouth long enough to shake my head and say "No. I can't fit another cock in my mouth with Pete here."

David gave me a dirty look and a grin, "Don't worry Gina," he said, "It's not your mouth I'm after," I suddenly felt nervous, looking over my shoulder I could see that from my position of kneeling and leaning forward towards Pete's cock, my arse in the white wedding dress was raised invitingly, my white stockings showing out of the bottom of the skirt my pretty, long legs, ending in the white heels, the outline of my panties visible against the skirt, it looked pretty inviting to any guy and I started to worry that this was what David was thinking too, something he confirmed as he went on to say, "I was just wondering what it would be like to fuck that pert panty clad arse of yours."

I gulped, just as Pete pulled my head back to face him and put his cock back between my lips. Sure I wanted to be taken like a girl, like a new bride on her wedding night, but I didn't know if I was ready for it just yet. Mind you, with a man as big and strong as Pete holding my down and sticking his cock down my throat, there wasn't much I could do about my arse.

So, did I have my cherry taken on this very special wedding night, and how did I react to it? You'll have to wait for chapter three to find out.

To be continued...

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Chapter Three

"Those pretty white panties are appropriate given that it's going to be your first time," David, my friend and former flatmate said, lifting up the white skirt of the wedding dress I was wearing and running his hand over the white lacy french knickers that I wore beneath, the feel of his hand on my arse causing my cock to twitch in excitement.

It was my stag night, I was supposed to be enjoying my last night of masculine freedom, drinking and getting strippers. Just imagine if my beautiful fiancee could see me now, on my hands and knees, wearing her wedding dress tight over sexy sensual white lingerie that was causing a massive hard-on beneath the dress, my face painting with her make-up and smeared with the cum of the three friends I'd already sucked off while my lips were wrapped around the ten inch monster cock of my former school friend Pete. What would virginal Gina think to know that dressed as her I had sucked the cock of our work colleague Zach who had always had a crush on her, and drank his cum? What would she think to know my feelings now as my friend caressed my arse and told me how much he was looking forward to taking my cherry on my wedding night? Would she believe the mixture of feelings I felt, nerves, excitement, but more than anything, arousal. To be fucked like a little slut was the one thing I desired most to do before I was married and I couldn't believe it was happening to me now.

Similar thoughts were obviously occurring to David as he turned to me and said, referring to me by my future wife's name as the others had all evening that I had been dressing and playing as her, "Well Gina, what would your sissy fiance Rich think to know that it'll be me taking your virginity on your wedding night?"

I couldn't answer, my mouth was stuffed so full of Pete's monster cock that I could barely breath so I just sort of gargled. I couldn't see behind me, Pete's hands holding my head in place on my cock saw to that, but I could feel my arse exposed where David had drawn the skirt of my wedding dress up around my waist and now I could feel his hardness pressed against my arse through the thin lacy material of my panties. Suddenly, I wasn't so sure that this was what I wanted, his cock felt so big against my tiny little opening, how would it ever fit in there?

For the second time, I managed to get my mouth free of Pete's cock in order to say to David, "I don't know if I'm ready for this now. Please don't."

"This is what a bride gets on her wedding night, Gina," David said patronisingly, "She gets fucked with a big, hard cock. You wanted to play the bride so now you're going to see it through."

I tried to fight for a second to get away but Pete's hands were on my shoulders holding me down in a doggy-style position while he began to rub the end of his huge cock tantalisingly across my lips, brushing them with his tasty pre-cum, distracting me with the allure of the cock in front of me from the one behind me.

"Don't worry Gina, I know it's your first time, I'll be gentle," David said. The other guys laughed, they had all heard David's tails of his sexual exploits with so many women, none of them ever involved him being gentle.

There was nothing I could do as he pushed my panties aside and slipped one wet finger into my anus. Despite my fears, I found this hugely exciting, my cock twitched and I let out a little girlish moan as David pushed the finger in as deep as it could go and began to finger my tight warm arse.

"Yeah, you're liking that aren't you Gina? Imagine how great my cock is going to feel in there," he said, pushing a second finger in there.

"Oh, oooo, yesss," I moaned, more in response to the fingering than the question.

He withdrew both fingers from my arse and I could feel it, almost with a will of its own, rising back to meet them, desperate to be filled again. I could feel the head of his cock now at the entrance to my virgin arse. He spat on his hand and rubbed the saliva all over his dick, satisfied that that was enough lubricant. He put his hands on either side of my arse and pulled my arse cheeks open to give him better access and then pushed an inch of his thick, hard cock into me.

"OH GOD! OH FUCK!!!" I screamed out at the top of my voice, I felt like my arse was being torn apart as he pushed further passed my sphincter.

My tight virgin arse clenched hard on his cock, trying to force it out.

"Fuck, you're tight Gina, I don't think I've ever fucked a girl this tight, it feels great on my cock."

I tried to relax my arse but felt like I was about to pass out from the pain of it all and then, before I knew it, all of David's cock was up inside me, impaling me, tearing me wide open. He withdrew all the way and slammed it back in, this time quicker and harder than before. I let out another girlish squeal and this time, Pete used the opportunity to shove his massive beast back deep down my throat so I felt totally impaled between the two cocks. As Pete pulled out of my mouth, David thrust hard into my arse so with a moan I was pushed back onto Pete's cock, there was nothing I could do, they were totally in control of my every move.

It wasn't long, however, before I found myself getting used to it. My tight little virgin arse was torn a little wider and I became number to the pain of David buggering me. Meanwhile I was awoken to the sheer pleasure of feeling his cock pushing deep up inside me stimulating my prostate while I clasped my lips around another, fatter cock. This thrill of being used by cocks at both ends was just what I'd always dreamt of and in practice it felt even sexier. As I really started to get into it, I allowed my arse to rise back to meet David's thrusts and pushed my head forward to slurp on Pete's cock, moaning loudly with every breath Pete allowed me. Soon I felt Pete tense up and empty a massive load down my throat and across my face. My mouth was now free to moan and scream to my heart's content as David picked up the pace, seeming to thrust deeper and harder into me every time, pulling on my long, blonde hair in order to get even greater leverage.

"Fuck, that's amazing," he grunted, "You're loving this aren't you know Gina?"

"Yes, yes, FUCK YESS!" I screamed and panted, "Fuck me David, fuck me harder. I love the feel of you inside my tight arse, taking my cherry. I want you to cum for me. Fill my arse with your hot cum. Make me cream my sexy panties. Fuck, fuck, fuck me! FUUUCCKK MEEEEE!" I let out a wail as I could feel my cock let out a huge stream of cum, soaking my white lacy panties and through to my wedding dress, virginal no more.

All this was enough for David, "Fuck, fuck. Oh GOD!" he cried out as in my orgasm my arse tightened further on his cock and he too blew his load, filling me up with his sticky juices.

I let David's cock slide from my arse and stood up. My wedding dress (or rather, what would be my wife's wedding dress in a couple of days) was torn and sticky with cum. I unzipped it and let it fall to the floor, stepping out of it so I was just dressed in the sensual lingerie, the lacy white corset and matching panties, white thigh highs and three inch heels.

There were only a few of my guests that hadn't had their way with me yet. Apart from my best man Mark, who was holding back despite encouraging the whole thing in the first place, and Jake who seemed to object to it all, there were just my friends Sam, Ben and Joe left and the latter two came over to me now. Between them, they lifted me up and took me over to the coffee table and lay me down on it. Ben stood at my legs and Joe at my shoulders. My cock was already growing hard again at being manhandled by these hot guys. Brushing across it, Ben pulled down my panties, originally white but now see-through, I had got them so wet, and discarded them. He stood between my stockinged legs and pulled them wide open, positioning himself by my arse. I wrapped my legs around him, not wanting to let this one get away and loving the feel of our flesh rubbing together with the soft silk of the stockings in between. As Ben pushed his cock up into my arse, David's cum already in there acting as a sort of lubricant, I wrapped my mouth around Joe's cock and began to suck it.

As Ben began to hump me over the coffee table, we were joined by some of the guys that I had already seen to, their cocks hard once more and ready for action as they gathered round and stroked themselves off over my lingerie clad body. While I continued to suck on Joe's dick, I took two of them in my hands and wanked them in time with my sucking. Meanwhile, to get a better access to my arse, Ben had lifted my legs up so my heels were on his shoulders, he was now stimulating me deeper than I could ever have thought possible. Meanwhile the other guys were rubbing their cocks up against my silk stockings. We were joined too now by my old friend Sam, a little, effeminate, nervous guy, he had held back until now. And rather than joining the seven other men who were all rubbing their hard cocks up against me in some way, he noticed my own hard trembling cock and soon his lips were wrapped around it in the same way that mine were around Joe's. I'd never got a blowjob from a guy before but Sam was pretty into it and it was really turning me on, I guess this must be the way the other guy's were feeling about what my lips could do to them. As some of the guys proceeded to shoot their loads across my face, my chest in the white corset and my stockings, I too felt my hips bucking and cum shooting forth from my cock into Sam's throat. Ben was obviously pretty turned on by this as my quivering hips were enough to result in the second load of cum that had filled my arse that evening.

Joe stepped away from my mouth and took Ben's place, tearing into my arse with even greater vigour and excitement, leaving my mouth free. I expected another cock, instead I got Sam's lips, planting a long, sloppy wet kiss on mine. Nobody had kissed me since Zach, my face and lips were too soaked in cum for them to think this attractive, but Sam seemed to be loving it, pushing my own cum back down my throat as he caressed my tongue with his, before dashing from the room as the other guys laughed at him. I didn't have much time to think about this as he was instantly replaced by the hard cocks of David and Carl in my mouth.

As I was soaked in cum once more and the latest group of guys left me collapsed on the coffee table, I looked up to see Pete sitting in a chair opposite, his monster cock sticking straight up like a massive pole.

"How about you come and park that pretty little arse of yours on my lap, Gina?" he grinned at me.

His cock was far bigger than any I had already taken in my arse that evening, but what the hell, I was loving my slutty new persona and desperate to take see what his big black cock would do to me.

I got up at tottered over towards him in my high white heels, looking every inch the hot blonde bride well and truly fucked and cum soaked with just the semi erect cock hanging between my legs showing me to be anything else. As I swayed my hips in what I hoped was an enticing feminine manner, I gave David a pouting, fuck me look that caused his massive cock to become even stiffer. I turned my back to him, I wanted to look out at the room and watch their reactions as I gave my performance. I straddled his legs with my own in their sticky white stockings, placing the entrance to my newly torn arse over his monster cock. Pete put his hands on my waist and pushed the first couple of inches up inside me, slowly lowering me down his pole.

"Oh, fuck," I cried out. Even with all the cocks that had already fucked me that evening, Pete's was filling me up like nothing I could ever have imagined, and it wasn't even half in yet.

He paused for a moment to allow my arse to get used to his beast and I let out a moan. Eventually, he managed to impale me completely on it. I felt like it was stuck right up through me, stimulating every fibre in my girlish body. Slowly at first, but rapidly picking up speed, I began to ride him, rocking my tight arse back and forth on his huge cock while my own flopped about between my legs, rubbing my white stocking clad thighs against his. I had the eyes of the whole room, even Jake, fixed on me as I threw back my long blonde hair and opened my mouth in a series of louder moans while they watched his monster black cock entering my tiny white arse.

"Oh, ooo, oooooh, fuck," I moaned and screamed as I felt Pete's black hands all over my body, rubbing against my stockings and moving up over my white lacy corset to play with my tiny breasts. "Fuck me, make me your little cumslut," I continued to yell, while the other guys had amazingly got hard again and were stroking themselves off, all except Jake who still looked a little uncomfortable, even though I could see a huge bulge in his trousers. As I gave him a lascivious grin and wink, he flushed red and turned away.

Right at that moment, I suddenly realised that we weren't alone, there was somebody standing just inside the room, somebody I didn't recognise. I was rocking back ever harder on the massive cock that filled me, my free hand beginning to stroke my own, as I moaned out "Oh God, you're cock feels so hard in my tight puss..." In the middle of being about to really go girly and call my arse my pussy, I stopped and stared astounded. Maybe Mark had hired a stripper after all, although this was a particularly inopportune time for her to come in. I might have looked like a hot blonde bride from above the waist but with my panties discarded, the hard cock that I was stroking gave away not only the fact that I was really a guy but also how much I was enjoying being taken by this big black cock. The girl in the doorway was equally hot despite her boyish figure and short dark haircut, and dressed in just some very sexy lingerie. Her little breasts, the match of the humps that my corset had squeezed into place on my chest, were pushed up by the padded cups of a dark blue bra trimmed by lace. This was paired with matching blue satin panties with little bits of lace, over a dark blue garter belt which held up some black stockings. On her feet were a pair of blue platforms with six inch heels. Her make-up was slutty in the extreme, shiny dark red lips and sparkling blue eye shadow. She was certainly gorgeous, indeed a moment of lust flashed across my mind. If I wasn't getting married this weekend, I thought, then I would definitely go for a girl like her, before realising what a stupid thought that was given where I was, bouncing up and down on my schoolfriend's hard cock while dressed in a corset and stockings. Right now, however, I, along with the rest of the room, stopped what I was doing in order to stare open mouthed at the new arrival.

Maybe it was the amount that I'd drank and the head rush of the whole situation this evening, but I didn't recognise her sexy undies, or even who she was until she smiled at everyone and said in a high pitched voice, "Hello boys, I'm Samantha." Suddenly, it dawned on my, I'd lost track of where Sam had disappeared after sucking my cock as I'd been not a little distracted by Pete. Well, now he had come back, totally transformed after following my lead and getting into my future wife's underwear drawers and he looked great. So good in fact that my lust was mixed with a little jealousy, even given how good I knew I looked as a girl.

Sam, or rather Samantha, strode into the room purposefully, not seeming to have any trouble walking in his very high platforms. He headed over to where Jake was sitting awkwardly trying to hide his erection. Samantha placed one hand on his/her friend's shoulder and the other brushed across his crotch. "Here, let me help you with that, honey," s/he said in her femme voice. Jake didn't offer any objection, he was too stunned, staring directly at his friend transformed into a hot girl as she unzipped his trousers and pulled out his throbbing manhood. As she stroked his cock with her hand, making it harder by the second, I noticed that she'd painted her fingernails the same deep red as her lips. Lips with which she now planted a kiss against the swollen purple head of her friend's cock.

"Sam, don't," Jake said, not being very convincing, and not pushing Samantha away from his crotch, "This isn't what I want. I'm not a fag like these guys."

"Well I don't know what you'd call yourself, honey," Samantha responded, licking her long tongue along his shaft like a lollipop, "But this hardness is telling me that you certainly see something in a girl like me."

She wrapped her lips around his cock and began to tease it with her tongue. I knew from what she had done to me earlier, when she was still Sam, what an expert blowjob Samantha could give and I could see in Jake's face the same thing as he struggled to remain calm and not shoot his whole load down his friend's throat. But Samantha wasn't to be satisfied with that as she stood up and stepped out of her dark blue panties. From behind she looked like a totally sexy girl with her stockings and garters nicely framing her little pert arse and puckered little anus. She sat facing Jake with her stockinged legs astride him, her own little hard cock now released and rubbing against his. Rather than a turn off, Jake's cock seemed to twitch even more enthusiastically and excitedly at this as Samantha pulled his face over into a kiss. As she held his interest like this, she shifted her arse so she lowered herself right onto his dick. By the time they broke from the kiss, Samantha was already riding Jake's cock with at least as much vigour as I was Pete's.

It now became a race between the two of us to see who could get our man off first. I had the head start but Pete had already cum inside me once, this was Jake's first time this evening and his first time ever inside a hot boy-girl arse like Samantha's and I could tell just by looking at her that it wouldn't take long for Jake to explode, frankly I admired his restraint that he hadn't done so yet. Even just watching Samantha at work on him, with a hand on my cock and Pete's monster up my arse was enough to almost send me over the edge. In fact, a minute or so later, and with much loud screaming which drowned out Samantha's quieter girlish gasps and moans, I could feel my orgasm spreading right through me, starting in my prostate where Pete's huge cock was thrusting into me, and gradually spreading right through my quivering body, up my spine and into my brain. I threw my blonde head back and my body bucked and shook as my cum shot out all over my hand, my chest, my corset and my living room carpet. I clenched my buttocks even tighter around Pete's cock and he groaned too.

"Fuck Gina girl, you're gonna make me cum as well."

And sure enough, I could feel his cock gushing a huge fountain of cum up into me, I could feel it leaking out of my arse and running down my thighs, further soaking my stockings. A few seconds later and I heard Jake gasp and, holding onto Samantha's narrow waist, thrust deep up into her arse and deposit his own load of sticky white cum. Samantha slid off his lap, gave him a little kiss on the lips and then turned to the room and walked over towards me. I got up and joined her in a sloppy wet kiss, our lingerie clothed bodies pressed together, cum leaking from both our arses. For the guys this was obviously a fantasy come true, seeing two scantily dressed hotties in lingerie kissing so passionately while soaked in their cum, but it was a fantasy with a little extra special twist given what was between our legs, my now flaccid cock being stroked against by Samantha's hard one.

"Would you like to get a taste of Jake?" Samantha grinned, breaking from the kiss and pushing me down to my knees before turning her back and presenting her pert little arse, still beautifully framed by her dark blue garters but with her puckered little arsehole stretched open and full of sticky white cum. I knew what she wanted my to do and I have to say it got me excited again, I'd never eaten the arse of anyone, guy or girl, indeed my fiancee Gina remained slightly prudish about sex so I'd never even got to eat out her pussy. I stuck my tongue out and into Samantha's arse, thrusting it in and around, fucking her with it like as if it was my cock, slurping up the salty taste of Jake's juices. Meanwhile, I could feel more hands on my own arse where it stuck invitingly in the air as I ate Samantha's. Soon, I was filled up with another cock, I couldn't see who it was that was now ploughing into me but from the thickness I guessed Tony.

After Tony had thrust inside me a few times, he was joined by Carl. "How about you try to take two cocks at once, Gina?" he said.

By now, I was definitely up for anything that would increase my pleasure and the more hot guys I was used by at once, the better it would feel for me. Tony lay back on the floor and I sat myself down on top of him so his cock stuck up into my arse, then I lay back and opened my legs. Carl got down between me and Tony's legs and lifted mine up so my heels were over his shoulders and then pushed his cock into my arse above Tony's filling me up even more than I had been with Pete's cock up me. With my arse so tightly packed all of us could barely move but the slightest rocking on my part seemed to be enough to swell their cock's further (although I guessed that bisexual Carl was getting as much pleasure from his cock rubbing across Tony's thick beast as my tight arse) and stimulate my arse even more, making my cock incredibly become hard again for the third time. Samantha now straddled me so her black stockinged thighs were around my head and my tongue thrusting out into her arse once more.

We were all a little surprised when Jake joined the party, sitting astride my waist, he bent his head down and took Samantha's little cock in his mouth eagerly sucking around it, going in a matter of half an hour from a complete homophobe to sucking on the cock of his friend who was wearing pretty lingerie. I could quickly tell how much this was turning Jake on as he bobbed up and down on Samantha's dick, his body rocked back and forth and his ever harder cock rubbed across mine. Seeing Jake's arse rocking back and forth, Carl couldn't resist and for a few minutes withdrew his cock from my arse and sticking it inside Jake's. Samantha used the opportunity of Jake's scream at the pain and surprise to take control and, holding Jake's head in place, starting to fuck his mouth, thrusting forward so her cock went down his throat and then back so my tongue would go up into her arse. Having enjoyed the same sensation earlier, I knew that before long Jake would be really enjoying the sensation of cocks at both ends. Sure enough, he was soon moaning and his hard cock was brushing on mine again. When Carl pulled out of his arse and put his dick back in mine, squeezed in tight next to Tony's, Jake let out a sigh of disappointment that was quickly replaced by a gasp of pleasure when Carl positioned his arse over my cock and pushed him down onto it. I was now taking two of my closest friends' cocks deep into my arse while another friend's virgin arse held my own cock in its tight grip and my tongue invaded the arse of a fourth friend dressed in girl's underwear. As you can imagine, this situation was such a turn on for all of us that we none of us lasted that long and soon erupted in an orgy of groans and sighs and cum shooting all over each other's bodies.

Finally spent for the evening, I collapsed on the floor and basically passed out as the others got themselves dressed and went home. I didn't see whether Sam remained Samantha. In fact, I don't remember much really until coming to my senses about twenty minutes later, dressed in hold-ups and heels and a corset, all stained with cum. All my friends had left except Mark, my best man, who was watching me with a smile on his face as I sat up.

"Was it how you imagined it, Rich" he asked, the first person to use my masculine name in a while, "being Gina for the night?"

"Even better," I sighed, "I can't thank you enough for making this happen. But why didn't you want me like the other guys?" It had been preying on my mind most of the evening that Mark had been the one responsible for this transformation and then he hadn't gone for it with me like the other guys. Did he not like what he had turned me into?

Coming over towards where I was now standing, Mark quickly dispelled any thoughts that he didn't like what I had become by taking me in his arms and hugging me. Pulling back a little so he could look into my eyes he brushed a wisp of long blonde hair out of my eyes and smiled at me. "I just wanted you all to myself," he said, pulling me into a kiss.

Pulling away from the kiss, he licked a drop of cum from his lips that I had unwittingly transferred to him and looked down at my dishevelled body, soaked in other men's cum (and my own) with my lingerie ripped.

"I think you'd better get cleaned up," he said.

Back upstairs, I left Mark in Gina's and my bedroom whilst I stripped from my lingerie and jumped into the shower, washing away all the remnants of tonight's drinking and fucking session. Feeling refreshed and clean, I wrapped myself in a towel and padded back into the bedroom where Mark sat on the bed waiting for me.

"Here, you can sleep in this tonight" he said, holding up a tiny pink satin chemise and a matching pink thong.

Drying myself off, I eagerly dressed again in the items that Mark was offering to me, instantly feeling once more like a sensual, sexy woman with my wet hair falling over my still beautiful makeup free face. Mark kissed me again, long and lingering and wet as we sat on the bed together and I imagined that I was a beautiful girl eagerly awaiting spending her wedding day with the man she loved. I felt safe and secure held in Mark's strong arms and I let my head settle down on his shoulder, feeling relaxed at last as a pretty girl. So relaxed in fact that, after the whole exhaustion of the day, I found myself falling off to sleep in his arms.

I awoke the next morning dazed and confused. I could feel that I wasn't dressed normally, my skin felt the soft sensual feel of satin on my cock and my chest and it took me a while to remember I was wearing my fiancee's lingerie. I was lying in the arms of my best man, curled up with Mark spooning me so I could feel his hard masculine body pressed close to mine, feel his breath on the back of my neck. My arse was in some pain and, as my head cleared, I began to remember the events of the previous night. The gangbang with all of my closest friends and me at the centre of it in my future wife's bridal dress. What had I been thinking? Still, it was a lot of fun, I couldn't deny that, and I'd got to live out one of my ultimate fantasies, being taken by lots of guys while dressed as a slutty girl, before my wedding day. I could feel now, with Mark's body so close to mine that he was probably dreaming about the night before, even in his sleep I could feel he had a hard-on that was pressed against my panty clad arse. I'd never had the chance to thank him properly for what he had done for me the previous night and now saw the opportunity to wake him up to something special. Careful not to wake him, I slid out of my position wrapped in his arms and pulled back the duvet on the bed and then pulled his hard thick cock out of the boxer shorts he was sleeping in. Slowly and languidly, not wanting to wake him too quickly, I ran my tongue along his throbbing cock, before I began to stroke it with my hand and to divert my tongue's attentions to his balls. I slipped his cock between my lips and began to give him the best blowjob of my brief cocksucking experience. Groggily, and with a moan of pleasure, Mark woke up. For a moment he just lay there and enjoyed my oral attentions, but suddenly he pushed me off him and turned to look at the alarm clock beside the bed.

"Jesus, it's 11:30," he said and suddenly I knew what he meant, after all the activity of the previous night, we'd overslept and Gina was coming back at 1:00. We had only an hour and a half to get me back to being dressed as a guy, to sort out all of Gina's underwear and clear up the mess downstairs. It was worse than we thought, as well as beer bottles lying everywhere and cum stains on the carpets and chairs, a pair of stiff, cum soaked white panties discarded the previous night, there was also Gina's beautiful wedding dress, torn and crumpled and stained. There was no way she was going to be able to wear this. My time to thank Mark was going to have to wait, maybe for good.

Well, fortunately we managed to get the house looking presentable by one and all the underwear washed and dried. The wedding dress was unsalvageable but Mark thankfully ran all around town for the next day until he found an identical one while I tried everything that I could to distract the prospective bride from looking at it. Finally, the big day came and Gina walked down the aisle looking stunning in a dress that was an exact match but hung better on her large breasted feminine curves than it had on me, I couldn't wait to tear it off her and see if her underwear was as sexy as mine had been. Yet, at the same time I felt a little jealous of her getting to be the blushing bride on the big day, a role that I was never to be able to play for real despite the convincing performance I'd given a couple of nights earlier. Standing beside me as we watched Gina walk towards us, Mark leaned over and whispered in my ear, "I prefer the dress on you."

Just hearing that almost made me give up on the whole marriage thing. I mean, I had enjoyed the other night so much, I couldn't believe that something like it could never happen again. I turned and whispered the same thing to Mark.

"It's your wedding day, this isn't the time to be having doubts," he told me, "Besides now you're married, you don't know what kind of kinky things you and Gina can get up to."

Was marriage to be the end of my crossdressing adventures? Or did my wedding night have more in store for me? Would Gina be my blushing bride or would I get the chance to play the part one more time? And would I finally get the chance to thank Mark for what he'd done for me?

To be continued...

Chapter Four

The Hen Party

I've already told you all about the night a couple of days before my wedding, the night of my stag party, the night where I got to live out all my fantasies and play the blushing bride, dressing in my soon to be wife Gina's gorgeous white wedding dress and lingerie and being used and fucked by a whole big group of hunky men, my best friends. All of it was the brilliant, sexy and just a little bit twisted plan of my brilliant, sexy and just a little bit twisted best man Mark. When we last left the story, I had gone to bed with Mark, dressed in a skimpy pink negligee, promising to thank him in a very special way. I had dropped off to sleep and so that had never come about as the following morning, I had rushed to clean up after the crazy night I had had and get ready for my wedding day. I had told you about the wedding and everything up to the wedding night, so you would expect it to be there that I now pick up the story. Would I get the chance to thank Mark properly? Would I finally get inside my new wife's panties in a different way to how I had the other day? And would she discover the new feminine side of me? All these questions and more will be answered but that isn't where the story has to go now, because before I can go onwards with it, I have to go back. You see, it wasn't just me that was breaking down some boundaries and experiencing new things just days before my wedding.
While I was enjoying having my friends' hard cocks taking me at both ends, Gina was having a little fun of her own. I wasn't to hear about this until a little later but I think it's important for you to know all about it now. Whenever you've got a stag party, somewhere you've got a hen party too, and sure enough, while my friends were getting drunk, dressing me up and having their way with me, Gina too was spending some time with her close girl friends and once again the alcohol was flowing freely. Our house was obviously being used that night by me and my friends, so Gina's party went out drinking cocktails around the local bars and returned to a friend's house where Gina was going to stay the night. That friend was Natalie, girlfriend of none other than my best man Mark. Mark was my boyhood best friend and had known Natalie since school. Through me, Gina had got to know both of them as a couple and had become close to Natalie in the last couple of years. It made sense, given that my best man Mark had agreed to stay over at our place that Gina could stay with Natalie.
As Gina tells it, a group of girls a little smaller than the one that had first set out around the bars returned to Mark and Natalie's place around midnight. By that point, pretty much all of the work colleagues and people Gina didn't know quite so well had quite and gone home and she was left with four or five of her closest friends. The only person that she didn't know so well now was Hayley, a friend of Natalie's who she had invited along on the evening despite Gina having only just met her, "the more the merrier" Gina had said. All of them somewhat the worse for wear, they stumbled into the house and sat around in Natalie's living room. The hostess dashed to the kitchen and came out holding bottles and glasses and mixed them even more drink. Gina's head was spinning, she wasn't at all used to drinking this much, still she was aware that she hadn't had this much carefree fun in a long time and she was filled with a sense of happiness that was quite unusual amidst all the stressful planning necessary for her perfect wedding. Yes, by this stage of the evening, Gina was totally relaxed and at ease, ready for anything and completely comfortable amongst her closest friends.
"So, Gina, ready for the wedding night?" giggled Lucy, Gina's old school friend, tipping back another cocktail.
"Mmmm, I bet Rich is a great shag," laughed Gina's maid of honour Jane, her best friend from university.
"Well, she wouldn't really know now," Natalie chipped in, "Would you, Gina?"
Gina blushed at this, not all of her friends knew she was still a virgin even while engaged, but Natalie had become her closest confidante in the last year and so she had told her about her fears that she had made the wrong choice not to try sex before now.
"What does she mean, Gina?" asked Gina's cousin Mariana, "Have you and Rich never..."
"Not just her and Rich," Natalie responded.
"What?" laughed Hayley, "You mean you've never done it all Gina?"
"Never done anything?" Jane said incredulously.
"I mean, we've done oral, just never gone all the way," Gina continued.
"How did you manage?" Hayley went on, "You must finger yourself constantly!"
"I'm saving myself," Gina blushed, "For after I'm married."
"That's pretty rare these days," Mariana said, touching Gina's arm comfortingly, "I admire you for it but how do you know if you and Rich are going to be really compatible?"
"How do you even know what you like?" Hayley said.
"Come on girls," Jane butted in, "Clearly you're making our Gina uncomfortable. How about some more drinks and some more pressies!"
"There's more?!" Gina responded, overcome by the occasion.
"Oh yes," Natalie grinned, "The best is yet to come."
She took out a flat, square box, prettily wrapped with a red bow and handed it to Gina.
"Here's something your man should love," she giggled to herself, "It's just what it'll take to drive him wild."
"If he isn't already wild with desire from you holding out from him for so long," Jane butted in.
Blushing, Gina diverted her attention to unwrapping the present. She opened the box and inside, wrapped in thin paper, was a set of beautiful crimson satin lingerie, a bustier, thong panties and a garter belt. It was very sexy indeed and Gina was excited just at the sight of the shimmering fabric, running her hands across the soft feel of it. Although her Catholic upbringing had made her want to wait until she was married for sex, she still loved nothing more than to look or feel truly sexy, loved sensual, revealing clothes and sexy undies and these were just to her taste.
"Oh, they're lovely," she smiled, "Thank you girls so much."
"What we really want now is to see you model them," Natalie said.
"Oh, I...I don't know about that," Gina suddenly felt a little shy and self conscious, even around her friends.
"Come on Gina," said Lucy, "You know you have an incredible body. You'll look gorgeous."
"Yeah, we want to see quite what a treat Rich has in store for him on the wedding night," Hayley smiled.
"OK, OK, girls," Gina laughed, still under the influence of all the drinks they had had that evening, "You've twisted my arm, I'll try them on. They do look so very good."
Gina left the room and headed for Natalie and Mark's bedroom. Once inside, she stripped from her clothes and opened the box, taking out the pretty satin underwear. She glanced across at the full length mirror on one side of the room and smiled. She had to admit, Lucy had been right, she did have a pretty fine body, slender, narrow waisted but with nice, large, rounded yet pert breasts and long legs. Her skin was a rich olive colour, betraying her family's Italian heritage. She had a beautiful face, with perfect, soft features and deep, dark soulful eyes. Her hair, naturally dark, had recently been dyed blonde and now beautifully set off the colour of her dark skin as it fell in waves over her shoulders.
Sitting naked on the bed, she found a pair of black lace stockings and rolled them up her long, smooth legs. Next she pulled up the deep red, satin thong and attached the matching garter belt around her waist, clipping it to her stockings. The thong and the line of the garters drew attention nicely to her pretty, round arse and then down to her long legs. Finally, she pushed her breasts into the shining red satin bustier. It clung perfectly to her figure, a comfortable yet sexy fit. Gina smiled to herself at how well Natalie had got to know her that she could get lingerie of such a perfect fit, she wondered if even I would know that kind of information. Little did she know quite how well acquainted I was becoming with her lingerie at that very moment back at our house.
Looking back in the mirror, Gina grinned to see her reflection, the dark crimson was just her colour, making her look like a gorgeous, sensual temptress. This sure was going to impress the other girls downstairs. Although she had felt a little nervous about parading her body in sexy lingerie in front of all her girlfriends, the idea also gave Gina a little sexual thrill. To think of herself, scantily and sexily dressed in a room full of beautiful girls in the intimate situation they were in at this time in the evening was something she couldn't help but find a bit of a turn on. She had never given much thought to it and when she had, she had tried to push such thoughts out of her head, but her moral upbringing wasn't the only reason for her shyness in terms of sex with me, or any other man, she simply did not find male bodies could be sexy in the same ways as the soft curves of the female form. She had always felt a little awkward in the company of men but amongst the beautiful women she had surrounded herself with tonight, she felt she could be herself.
"Oh wow, you look completely hot!" was the reaction from her maid of honour as soon as Gina stepped back into the living room in her beautiful new lingerie.
"I don't know about Rich, but looking like that you're starting to turn me on," Hayley joked.
Normally, such a comment might have embarrassed Gina, especially from a woman she didn't really know, whose tastes and lifestyle were unfamiliar to her. However, right now, in the comfort of her close circle of friends, and the confidence gained from the knowledge that she was truly beautiful, the compliment made her positively glow with pleasure. Feeling happy and confident, Gina came back to sit down with her friends, all of them smiling and laughing and falling over themselves to compliment her on her hot body.
"There's one more present for you," Natalie said, silencing the chatter of the girls about Gina dolled up in lingerie, "Something else to get you in the mood."
Hayley took out another small box and passed it to Gina who felt happier than ever.
"I can't believe this girls," she grinned, opening the box, "All these presents, you're spoiling me so much."
But, once she had opened it, her blushes returned and she was speechless for a moment because now, in her hand, she held a long, thin, shiny vibrator. The other girls laughed to see the expression on her face as she turned it over in her hands. She knew what it was but she had never owned one before, as much as she felt embarassed by the situation, she was becoming curious and excited just thinking about the knowledge that all these other girls had had all these different sexual experiences, a whole world that was unfamiliar yet enticing to her.
"Since you might need to get in a bit of practice before your wedding night," Natalie laughed by way of explanation, "You don't want to disappoint your new husband do you?"
"I, um, I wouldn't know how," Gina stammered.
"That's why you need the practice," Lucy laughed, "Don't worry, we're here to help you. We're your friends, we want things to be just right for you on your wedding night."
"What?" said Gina, confused.
"It's just like when we used to practice kissing with our girlfriends so we'd get it just right for the boys," said Natalie, "Didn't you ever do that?"
"No...I never...I wouldn't..." Gina was unsure quite how to respond to that.
"Yes you did," Mariana, who had mostly stayed out of this discussion until now, came in at this point, "I remember when we were sixteen, I was really nervous about having my first real boyfriend and I got you to practice kissing with me. It was nice, you're a very good kisser, Gina."
"And you did with me too," Lucy laughed, "We were playing spin the bottle, it was a very nice, sweet, lingering snog."
"Mmmm, yeah, she can be like that if she lets her inhibitions go," Jane added, "I remember after one drunken party when we were students, she was being very affectionate indeed and suddenly she rather unexpectedly pulled me into a full on french kiss. But I guess she doesn't remember that night too well," she finished with a little laugh.
Gina was by now blushing almost as red as her underwear as she began to remember things she hadn't thought about in years. The strange electric thrill and unusual desires that had run through her as a teenager as she had sat with her pretty cousin in her bedroom and their lips and bodies had pressed together, the games of spin the bottle where she had dreaded getting boys and yearned instead for the bottle to land on girl friends.
"Gina, you little hussy," said Natalie, in a mock offended tone, but giggling still, "It seems you've been getting kisses from all your best friends but you never wanted one from me!"
"Ooooh, maybe that's something you need to sort out," Mariana laughed, "Maybe you should kiss right now."
Gina laughed too. She was starting to get into the idea, not just for a joke, but because, looking at her beautiful new best friend, she felt a kind of attraction that she had never felt before. While the others laughed, Gina took the chance to run her eyes over her friend's body. Natalie was very tall, slender and elegantly beautiful, taller than Gina herself, probably approaching six foot, with a pair of incredible legs that were stretched out in front of her, shown off to great effect by a short summer dress and six inch heels. Her breasts weren't large but they were round and perfectly formed. Her skin was pale and perfectly smooth, with a strikingly beautiful face, full red lips and crystal blue eyes, she had long straight hair that was such a dark shade of brown as to be virtually black. As Gina looked over her, she began to feel more and more that she really wanted to kiss her. Suddenly Natalie noticed her friend's eyes on her and turned so for a few seconds they stared deep into each other's eyes.
Seeming to understand just what her friend was thinking, Natalie stood up and walked over. As if acting on pure instinct, Gina too stood up and came towards her friend. Meeting in the middle of the room, they stood before one another, their bodies nearly touching, staring still into each other's eyes for just a moment before Natalie began to run her hands through Gina's blonde hair and pulled her friend's face into hers, planting a kiss on Gina's lips. This was no simple friendly peck such as affectionate girl pals give each other, but a full on passionate piece of lip locking that went on for some time as Gina found Natalie's hands running down to fondle her ass, barely covered by panties and garters. As Natalie caressed her thigh, Gina's own hands ran down over her friend's shoulders and into the small of her back.
At first, the other girls watched slightly open mouthed at this development, but soon they were getting into it, laughing and cheering their friends on, as Gina and Natalie broke from their long, lingering kiss just long enough to gasp some air before kissing once more. Now their bodies pressed together, Gina's large breasts in her red satin bustier pushed into Natalie's chest and her stocking clad legs rubbed sensually across the smooth bare skin of Natalie's long, long legs.
"Wow Gina, you go girl!" Lucy laughed.
"I have to say, this is one of the hottest things I've seen in a long time," Hayley commented, "You girls are so sexy together, it's quite a turn on."
"Oh yeah," Jane agreed, "I don't know if I should say this but watching you two make out is getting my pussy quite wet!"
Finally breaking from kissing Natalie, Gina had to admit that she knew what her old friend meant, her little girl-on-girl make out session had made her pretty aroused as well, there was a stirring in her groin, a hot, wet feeling of desire that stemmed from dressing up in the sexy lingerie, the touch and kiss of a beautiful woman like Natalie and the exhibitionist thrill of doing it with all her friends watching. She was beginning to feel like shedding any inhibitions she had left and just strumming her wet pussy right there and then.
"I think Gina agrees with you, Jane," Natalie laughed, "At least, if she's half as excited as she looks, or if she's quite as aroused as I am from looking at her and feeling her beautiful body. You know, Rich is a lucky guy to be the one that gets to take your cherry!"
"I really do just hope that I'm good enough to please him," Gina said.
"You know, that was a serious suggestion about being able to practice with us," Natalie said, "I think the girls will be happy to help."
"I don't know," Gina said, she looked around the eager, smiling group of friends, all beautiful women, all willing to kiss and caress and stroke her, and she felt a burning desire to feel their soft touch inside her, but at the same time she felt incredibly nervous, "I'm not sure if I can."
"We won't tell anybody, will we girls?" Jane said, as they all nodded in agreement, "Whatever we do here will remain between us."
"And it really will be good to be more confident sexually in time for the wedding," Mariana said, persuasively.
"And it'll be fun, you'll enjoy it, it looks like just what you need," Hayley added, lasciviously.
"OK," said Gina, beginning to get excited about what this could involve, "Nobody else knows what we do here....So, what do you want me to do."
"Just lie back and let us take over," said Natalie, gently pushing Gina down onto her back, "OK, honey, just imagine I'm Rich and this is your wedding night."
She bent over Gina and slowly and gently pushed her legs open with one hand, while the other pulled one of Gina's beautiful, big breasts from her satin bustier. As she pressed her lips against that round mound of flesh, kissing across Gina's breast, Natalie's hand stroked her friend's thigh, the tiny space of bare flesh between her stockings and panties. Gina felt her body alive and tingling with pleasure and desire at every touch and caress of Natalie's hands and lips, feeling an incredible yearning she had never felt before, longing for what would happen as Natalie's hand crept up her thigh towards her panties where her pussy was on fire and desperate to feel something inside it. She reached up and ran her own hand through Natalie's dark hair with a soft, affectionate touch, pushing her friend into her chest.
As she glanced across the room, she was even more turned on at the sight she saw there. She had known Jane for years. They had been close friends since they first met in the first week of starting university and now Jane was to be Gina's maid of honour at her upcoming wedding, but this was a side Gina had never seen of her friend before. Jane was short and slightly plump, but not displeasingly so, with a pair of large breasts that looked even bigger on a woman of her stature. She had bright green eyes and freckles and her strawberry blonde hair was parted slightly to the side. She had a sweet, enthusiastic smile and was always up for anything. Yet what Gina now saw still had the power to shock her, because Jane was sat there, her green eyes fixed on the two hot women caressing and fondling each other on the floor in front of her. Her legs were spread open and her skirt pulled up around her waist, her hand was stuck inside a pair of baby pink cotton panties, rubbing her pussy while the other hand fondled her breast.
"Mmmm, oh, you girls do make quite a sexy sight," Jane sighed, "I just can't help myself as I watch."
The thrill of being watched by her close friends and turning them on so was almost as arousing to Gina as the closeness and touch of Natalie, and Jane wasn't the only one that seemed to be enjoying this little show. As Natalie moved her hand up to Gina's tiny red satin panties, pushing them aside and rubbing her elegant finger around the swollen and aroused lips of Gina's pussy, Gina's body trembled, she twisted her head back and was greeted with the sight of Mariana, her pretty cousin, in an equally unfamiliar state of arousal. Like Gina, Mariana had a dark, latin complexion and pretty, large breasts. Unlike Gina, her shining, jet black hair was still its natural colour, her eyes were dark and her lips large and thick and very kissable and, right now, open in an "o" of pleasure. The gold coloured party dress she had worn for the evening had slipped down to the floor so she was dressed in just a black lace bra and panties. Her panties were pushed aside and she, like Jane, had slid her fingers inside her wet pussy.
"Aaaah," Gina gasped as Natalie continued to rub her fingers around Gina's wet pussy, "Oh Natalie, oh yes, touch me, stroke my wet cunt!" And then, turning to her cousin, "Aaaah, Mariana, like what you see?"
"Oh, yes, my hot cousin," Mariana sighed, "You're sooo beautiful, it's so sexy seeing you like this."
Natalie now began to insert her first two fingers right up inside Gina's pussy as Gina pushed her head down her body. As Natalie's other hand pulled Gina's second breast from her satin bustier and began to tweak her erect little nipple, she moved her head down towards Gina's groin.
"Mmm Gina, I love the feel of your beautiful body, I hope this is turning you on as much as it is me," Natalie sighed, "You have to make Rich do this for you," she continued as she pushed her face into Gina's wet crotch, kissing around her pussy as she continued to finger fuck her, moving her other hand down from Gina's breast to stroke her thigh.
With Natalie now bent down between Gina's long black stockinged legs, wide open and inviting Natalie in, Gina could see the other two girls. Lucy and Hayley had only just met for the first time that evening but already they were getting pretty close. It seems that the sexy show that Natalie and Gina were giving in the centre of the room had managed to inspire the others. Lucy, a pretty girl with wavy dark hair who had been Gina's friend ever since school, was locked in a passionate embrace with Hayley, a gorgeous, tall babe with incredible DD cup breasts that had to be surgically enhanced to be that massive and perfect. Lucy's hands were tangled up in Hayley's long, dark blonde curls, while Hayley's long fingers, looking even longer with her huge fake nails, were unzipping the tight leather trousers Lucy was wearing and exploring inside her white lace panties.
"Oh, Hayley, yes, oooh, mmmm, Hayley, kiss me," Lucy moaned, "I want to feel your fingers in my wet pussy."
Gina's attention was a little diverted by watching her old school friend, who she had never suspected of ever having feelings for another woman, begging a beautiful, busty blonde to finger fuck her, so she didn't notice anyone else coming over to her until she felt a hand on her breast and another take her hand. It couldn't be Natalie as the tall, dark haired beauty was still fingering her pussy, caressing her stocking clad legs and flicking her tongue across her clit in a way that made Gina tremble. Gasping with surprise and pleasure, Gina turned back to see Mariana with one hand on her breast, taking Gina's hand and running it down her bare, dark thigh.
"Mariana?" Gina said in surprise.
"Oh Gina, you're soooo beautiful, I just want to touch you," Gina's luscious, latin cousin replied as she took Gina's hand and ran it over her thighs.
While she fondled Gina's breast, Mariana leaned in to kiss her cousin softly on the lips. Gina mmmmed in pleasure at the soft, sensual feel of her cousin's large, full lips against hers. Meanwhile, Natalie was really making Gina's head spin as she flicked her tongue across Gina's clit, like a switch that made electric thrills rush through Gina's body. Gina now began to caress her cousin's thighs just like Natalie had done with her before, slipping her fingers inside the waistband of Mariana's black lace panties and sliding them down her brown legs. Natalie lifted her head, for a moment pausing in going down on Gina's wet pussy to talk to her.
"Does that feel good Gina?" she said, "Does your sweet pussy feel ready for a nice cock?"
"What?" said Gina, confused as she stopped kissing Mariana for a moment, "I don't understand."
Natalie held up the shiny vibrator she had given Gina earlier, "Look, here, we can use this," she said, "That's what it's for after all, to pretend it's like a cock."
Natalie turned the vibrator on, it began to hum gently as she ran it around Gina's beautiful, swollen pussy lips, each vibration causing equal vibrations of pleasure to tremor through Gina's body. Now, Natalie was joined by Jane who knelt beside her over where Natalie ran the vibrator around Gina's pussy. Jane began to ran her hands over Gina's legs, enjoying the soft feel of the black lace stockings. Natalie handed the vibrator to Jane who took her place between Gina's legs and began to insert the slick, shiny sex toy into Gina's pussy.
Natalie, meanwhile, sprung to her feet and headed upstairs simply saying, "I've got something else that might help."
Mariana continued to cover her pretty blonde cousin's face with passionate kisses as Gina slid her finger inside Mariana's pussy. Jane, meanwhile, was kneeling between Gina's legs, kissing around her pussy as she slid the vibrator deep in and out again. Gina's head was spinning, the hot virgin in crimson lingerie had never felt anything to stimulate her like the long, vibrating sex toy that was beginning to penetrate her tight pussy. She began to writhe and moan, pushing back against the vibrator that her maid of honour continued to insert inside her.
"Oh yes Jane, oh, oh fuck, sweetie, oh, fuck me with your shiny toy, mmmm, oh God yeah," Gina moaned while Mariana moved to suck on her tits once more.
Across the room, Gina could see Lucy and Hayley really going at it too with the former now showing off her completely naked body while Hayley, topless, showing her incredible breasts to the world, but still in her little pleated mini-skirt was going down on her shaved, naked pussy. Lucy still had her fingers entangled in Hayley's blonde curls, her legs wide open as she pushed Hayley's face deeper into her wetness.
Now, Natalie came back into the room, her summer dress cast aside show she was completely naked, a stunning, statuesque figure with her long, beautiful legs. Instead of her naked pussy, however, she was wearing a strap-on dildo, a convincing thick rubber cock that she waved in Gina's direction.
"How about this then?" she grinned, "We could pretend this is Rich's cock and you can practice nicely on it."
Gina felt a momentary twinge of guilt at the mention of me, her fiance who she was due to marry in a couple of days but who couldn't be further from her mind at this moment of passion right in the middle of a hot lesbian orgy with her closest, most beautiful female friends. If only she'd have known that right across town I was in just the same position, where my only thoughts of her were of dressing in her clothes, being like her and yet getting off with a group of my closest friends. Still, her moment of guilt was short lived, she couldn't divert her attention long from the hot, tall, dominant figure of the leggy Natalie with her attached rubber cock, kneeling before her, telling her to suck her cock like she sucked mine.
Gina opened her lips and began to kiss and suck on Natalie's big rubber dick as Jane continued to fuck her virgin pussy with the shiny vibrator and Mariana kissed and fondled her pert breasts. It felt so incredible for Gina, being the centre of attention for all these hot women, all three of them devoted to turning her on so much. She felt her swollen, hot, wet pussy couldn't take much more.
"Mmm, that's it, baby, suck my cock," Natalie sighed as Gina bobbed back and forth on her strap-on, "Make it nice and wet, I wanna fuck your sweet virgin pussy with it, just like your hubby's going to do on your wedding night."
"Oh yeah, please honey, fuck me with your big rubber cock," Gina moaned.
Natalie was only too happy to oblige, moving into Jane's place, she positioned herself between Gina's legs. Placing her hands on Gina's hips, still wearing a red satin garter belt, she slowly pushed her strap-on up inside my fiancee's eager, wet virgin pussy. Slowly, she thrust herself deeper and deeper inside Gina as Gina gasped and moaned. Meanwhile, Mariana had moved from where she had before been smothering Gina's breasts with sucking and kissing, to now, kneeling by her cousin's head. Gina stuck out her tongue and began eagerly to lick her cousin's beautiful pussy, flicking her tongue in and out and all around it, making Mariana sigh with delight.
"Mmmm, oh yeah, oh fuck. Ohhhh! Oh, Gina, that's it, eat me, lick my sweet cunt, cousin!" Mariana moaned, as she pushed her pussy further onto Gina's tongue, meanwhile taking the vibrator in her hand.
At first she ran the vibrator all around Gina's perky breasts but soon she was joined by Jane, her pink cotton panties now virtually see through with wetness. She slid them off to reveal a pussy dying to be filled. Mariana was only too happy to oblige, sliding the vibrator up inside her old friend's slick, wet pussy and causing Jane to give a cry of pleasure. As Mariana did this, Natalie was pulling out and thrusting back into Gina's tight cunt, beginning to fuck my fiancee long and hard, rocking Gina's body back and forth with the force of it. Gina could feel the pressure building up inside her, feeling herself about to go over the edge as Natalie continued to ram her strap-on into her pussy, Gina eagerly rising up to meet each thrust.
However, before Gina's own orgasm could hit her, she heard gasps and screams from across the room that suggested she wasn't going to be the first to reach a climax. By now Lucy, someone who Gina had always known to be quite a shy, quiet girl growing up, was really pushing Hayley's eager mouth onto her pussy, bucking her hips in an attempt to get a real quality tongue fucking from the busty blonde, gasping and crying out, her body beginning to shake.
"Oh yes, Oh God! Fuck! Oh fuck, fuck YES! Oh Hayley, that's it, eat me, fuck my pussy with your tongue! Make me cum for you, Hayley! OH HAYLEY!!" Lucy cried, "Here it comes. Oh yes, FUCK, HAYLEY!! That's it, I'm cumming, OH GOD HAYLEY, I'M CUMMING!!"
Gina wasn't going to last much longer, the sound of her shy, quiet lifelong friend screaming with orgasmic delight as another girl ate her pussy was just another turn on for a virgin girl already so over stimulated, with one friend fucking her pussy with a rubber strap-on and her cousin pushing her own pussy into her face. Gina felt her body tense up as the pressure built up to breaking point and she knew an incredible orgasm was going to rush over her.
"Oh, Mmmm, aaaah, oh. Oh God! Oh, Natalie, Jane, oh yes! Fuck! Natalie! Yes, fuck me, Natalie! Mmmm, yes, Mariana, I love your pussy! Oh Mariana, cum for me! I'm gonna cum too!" Gina was moaning and screaming as she began to lap up on her cousin's pussy more and more eagerly, "Oh God, that's it! Natalie! Jane! Lucy! MariANA! I'm cumming! OH FUCK ME, GOD, I'M CUMMING!!!"
Her body shook all over, her back arched, her head was thrown back, blood was rushing rapidly to her head, she was in a state of ecstatic delight such as she could never have imagined. This was my virgin fiancee's first real orgasm and it shook her in wave after wave, far greater than anything she had ever experienced before. Just when she thought it was over, another orgasmic moment hit her and, gasping and screaming, the juices leaking from her pussy, it shook through her again.
But that wasn't the end of the evening's fun. As Gina collapsed for a moment, she could see Jane and Mariana locked in an embrace, kissing and caressing as Mariana fucked Jane's pussy with the vibrator and Jane fingered Mariana until the dark skinned girl began to shake with her own orgasm. It didn't take long of watching this scene for Gina to regain her senses and her desires, she wasn't done for the evening. She felt her eyes had been opened to a whole new world of sensory pleasures and she didn't want it to stop now. Natalie was taking off her strap-on to now expose her bare, shaven pussy, wet and aroused. She turned to look at Gina and once more seemed to see just what was on her mind.
"Try it out," she grinned, handing Gina the strap-on, "It's a whole different feeling, being the one in control, but it still feels incredible."
Before this evening, fucking another girl with a fake rubber cock would be something that was far from Gina's mind, something she would never have thought to try, but now her mind was open, now she had enjoyed a real sexual encounter to thrill, now she had had her first real orgasm, now she wanted to discover all kinds of new delights. She tore off her red satin thong, soaking wet with her juices anyway, so she was now dressed in just red garters and black stockings. Her breasts had already been freed from the red satin bustier so she cast that aside too, and slipped the strap-on up her legs. She already felt more commanding and in control with the fake cock sticking out in front of her. She longed to try it out.
Now, she was joined by two beautiful girls, Lucy and Jane, who stood beside her stroking her body, running their hands over her breasts. The three of them swapped sweet kisses for a while as they fondled and caressed each other's feminine curves before Lucy dropped to her knees and began to go down on the strap-on, sucking it like a hot porn star would a thick cock. It was still coated in Gina's pussy juices and Lucy appeared eager to taste the tastes of her old friend as she lapped her tongue all over the strap-on. Jane knelt down, facing away from Gina and bent over, the skirt she was still wearing hung around her waist. She opened her legs a little, showing an inviting access to her wet pussy. Gina knelt down behind Jane and Lucy began to guide the strap-on into her friend's pussy as Jane turned her head back and looked lasciviously at Gina with a fuck-me pout.
Guided by Lucy, Gina slid her strap-on deep into her friend's pussy until her thighs were pressed against Jane's, slowly she withdrew before ramming it back in again, beginning to fuck her maid of honour doggystyle, making Jane sigh and moan with delight, while Lucy covered her with kisses, stroking her breasts and rubbing her fingers over her clit even as Gina entered her pussy with a strap-on. Natalie had been right, this was a great thrill. Standing over a beautiful woman like her short but curvy friend, being in total control as she fucked her pussy, it was a thrilling and unusual place for Gina to be and she was absolutely loving it.
"Oh yeah, Jane, do you like the feel of my dick inside you?" she sighed, "Like being fucked by your friend?"
"Mmmm, oh God, Gina! That feels soooo goood," Jane sighed, "Don't stop, please, fuck me."
"You look even hotter with that," Lucy grinned, running her hand over Gina's pert arse, "With your beautiful feminine body but taking control and fucking pretty little Jane like a man!"
Meanwhile, not to be left out as the old friend's enjoyed a sexy threesome, Natalie had begun to make out with Hayley, her hands all over her friend's arse, she began to unzip Hayley's pleated little skirt, letting it drop to the floor. Natalie got to her knees now and pulled Hayley's purple panties down around her ankles. If Gina thought that she had seen and done every new thing she was to do or see this evening, then she was mistaken, because there was one big surprise yet to come. Gina had been right to think she didn't know anything about Hayley, her life, her background, anything like that, because a big surprise was waiting for her when Natalie dropped Hayley's panties to the floor. Instead of revealing Hayley's wet pussy, just like those of the other girls, out sprung a thick, veiny, erect, six inch cock! Hayley wasn't a girl at all, she was a shemale!
"Oh my God!" Mariana exclaimed with shock, registering this new development just at the same time as Gina, "Hayley's got a cock!"
Hayley looked embarassed but the other girls didn't seem annoyed or put out by this new discovery. Gina couldn't help but feel excited by it. It was yet another strange and new experience, seeing that beautiful woman with huge breasts and a thick, erect penis was quite something and she couldn't help staring even as she thrust her hips and impaled her cute maid of honour on her own dick, albeit a rubber fake.
"Don't worry, honey, I don't think they're offended," Natalie said to Hayley by way of consolation, still on her knees and beginning to stroke her friend's dick, "In fact, I think they kind of like it."
"Mmmm, yes, you're cock is so beautiful, all the more so for belonging to a beautiful woman," Mariana sighed as she too knelt before Hayley, beginning to kiss her cock as Natalie stroked it.
Even while Gina, Jane and Lucy continued to enjoy themselves together, their attention was all on the big titted, well hung babe in front of them as first Mariana and then Natalie took it in turns to wrap their lips around her ever growing cock. Gina, meanwhile, could feel her pussy growing hot and wet with desire once more, she felt the end of the strap-on rub up against it as she pushed deep inside Jane's pussy and she continued to be incredibly aroused at the position kneeling behind Jane, seeing her cute arse, the curve of her back and her ginger hair shaken by the shafting she gave her, hearing the gasps of pleasure on Jane's lips and seeing her turn back with a look of grateful lust in her eyes.
"Oh yes, Gina, fuck me," Jane continued to moan, "Yes, yes! YES! Oh, oh, yes, Gina! I love your cock, just like Hayley's, soooo beautiful, I love it inside my pussy. Aaaah, ohhh, yes!"
"Yes, a girl with a hard cock is quite something," Gina agreed, as she continued to impale her cute friend on her strap-on, "Hayley looks even better with that hard meat out."
Natalie laughed to hear this while Mariana swallowed Hayley's cock, "I think the bride to be would like a piece of this, too," she said to Hayley.
Mariana stepped back and allowed Hayley to move over to where Gina was kneeling behind Jane as she thrust inside her arse. Standing tall over Gina, Hayley pushed her hard, twitching member towards Gina's face. Gina was only too eager to stick her tongue out and lick all over Hayley's quivering cock. While she may have been a virgin in most ways, Gina had plenty of experience giving head and therefore was able to bob pretty expertly on Hayley's hard dick even as she continued to pleasure Jane with her strap-on. Meanwhile, Lucy moved over to Mariana and started kissing and fondling her, both girls had already enjoyed one orgasm that evening but were getting wet and aroused once more in the middle of this orgy.
"Oh Gina," Hayley gasped, "Girl, you sure know how to suck cock. Mmmm, yeah, that feels soo goood!"
Jane, meanwhile, was about to go over the edge, her body was writhing urgently, quivering all over in a way that suggested the full force of an orgasm was about to hit her.
"Oh, OH, OHHH! Fuck, yes, Gina, fuck, oh yes!!" she gasped in quick, excited breaths, "That's its, oh yes. That's it, Gina! I'm gonna cum. Make me cum, Gina! OH YES, I'M CUMMING NOW! Oh Gina, OH YES!!!!"
It turned Gina on incredibly to see her pretty maid of honour gasp and shake with an orgasm she had given her by fucking her sweet pussy with a strap-on, it was a whole new position to be the one in control, giving all that pleasure, just as her lips were pleasuring Hayley's hot cock at the same time. And now, looking closely at Hayley's man meat, she knew she wanted it inside her. Her virgin pussy had had all kinds of girls' fingers, tongues and toys inside it tonight, but now she yearned for a real cock, filled with warm life to penetrate deep inside her.
"Oh Hayley," she gasped, kissing and licking that cock, "I want you to fuck me with that gorgeous cock. I want to feel you deep inside me."
Jane had slid off Gina's strap-on and collapsed after her monster climax. Gina stood up and took the strap-on off to expose her pussy, raw, swollen and aching to be filled. She lay back on the floor once more and opened her stocking clad legs. Hayley knelt in between those legs and directed her firm cock inside Gina's tight little pussy. Gina looked up to see Hayley looking down on her smiling, her huge breasts swinging beneath her as she pushed her cock inside Gina. It was an incredible sight, one that made Gina even more aroused, that the cock now penetrating her lead back to the body of this busty woman.
Meanwhile, Mariana had taken up the strap-on and was now using it on Lucy, sending the little, dark haired girl into a frenzy of pleasure as she ploughed into her pussy. Jane simply watched exhausted, in a well fucked glow of happiness. Gina certainly given her maid of honour something to think of her by. Lucy now began to moan in time with Gina as both their pussies were fucked by gorgeous girls, only Gina's had a real cock to feel inside her.
Natalie now joined in and placed herself astride Gina's head, her thighs either side, lowering her pussy onto Gina's mouth. Gina stuck out her tongue and began to lick out her friend's cunt even as her own was fucked harder and faster by the gorgeous Hayley. Gina could feel another climax well on its way, those same electric tingles were beginning to run all through her body, her breath was coming quicker and faster, even as she ate out her best friend, Natalie writhing and moaning as she sat on her face.
"Mmmmm, aaaaah, mm, oh!!" Gina moaned into Natalie's pussy as her body shook, reaching another incredible climax, stimulated by the hard shemale cock inside her.
This seemed to be a trigger to set the whole room off as soon Lucy was screaming with delight as she closed her legs around Mariana and let another orgasm shake through her and Natalie continued to leak her juiced into Gina's mouth, all the time moaning with pleasure.
"Gina, you're such a beautiful girl, oh yes Gina, I'm cumming for you Gina!" she sighed, "Taste my cum, Gina!"
Finally, with all the girls spent and exhausted, Hayley pulled her cock out of Gina's newly stretched virgin pussy and began to cum herself, jerking off as she shot her load over Gina's curves, covering her beautiful chest with sticky white juices which Mariana was quick to come over and lick off, covering Gina's tits once more with the soft kisses of her full pouting lips. Gina sighed contentedly at the erotic, affectionate touch of her beautiful cousin, it had been quite an evening.
"Well, Gina," Natalie grinned, "I guess you're not such an inexperienced virgin anymore. Certainly, there's nothing Rich can do on your wedding night that you won't be prepared for."
Right then, Gina was basking in too much of a contended glow to give me much thought but later she began to feel that this evening had not been good for her wedding preparations at all. She began to feel even more nervous about being with me, sexually. She knew she loved me very much, she later told me, but she also knew that after this evening had awakened her true sexual desires, she wasn't sure if she could be with someone who didn't have such feminine beauty as Natalie, Jane or Hayley. But then, as you've read, I was going through quite a similar crisis of my own at the very same time, so by the time the wedding came around, we were both to approach the ceremony with a few more nerves and jitters than the average couple on their wedding day.
So, what was to become of us and our new marriage after the events of our stag and hen nights? Would the changes and the new us ruin our marriage before it had begun or would we find our desires were now quite perfect for each other? Would I discover Gina's secret exploits and desires? Would she discover mine? Just what was our wedding night like and would I ever get another chance to play the blushing bride? Find out in Chapter 5.
To be continued...

Chapter 3 was bloody awesome.

Didn't like chapter 4 so much as it was woman on woman... doesn't really turn me on.

But more please anyway! Real good story here!

sissyrachel, you write the hotest stories! I especially loved chapter 3. I can't remember ever getting so hard just reading a story without touching myself!
Keep it up(pardon the pun!).

this is really great, we need more!!!

If you can make something with the guy having no interest in this, but for something like a bet ends up in the twisted passions, please...

Chapter Five

The Wedding Night

I guess it's natural to be full of nerves and second thoughts on your wedding day but I'm not sure how many grooms have the sort of thoughts that I was having on the morning of my wedding. It wasn't that I wasn't very much in love with Gina, my beautiful fiancee, my dream woman with blonde hair and dark skin, a woman who had always been so loving and generous to me. It was just that between the time of my getting engaged and now, my wedding, things had happened that had complicated matters a little. Much as I loved and desired Gina, she had always been a little straight laced and morally upright, so much so that not only had we never properly had sex before we were married, although on receiving my very expensive diamond engagement ring there had been some awkward fumblings and she had gone down on me, but it was just that once. Since she had such a problem with even the simplest, most vanilla sex, I couldn't bring myself to tell Gina my true desires and fantasies. The things I really felt like doing, the things that really turned me on, would probably have Gina throwing me out before we were even married.
Unfortunately, I couldn't keep these kinky desires and urges to myself and eventually they had to come out and so I found myself confessing to my best man Mark about how I wanted nothing more than to dress in sexy feminine clothes and be taken by a hot, hung stud. I had told him this in confidence, so it was something of a surprise when, not only did he do his best to make my fantasy come true, he did it in a room full of my best and oldest friends during my stag party. Dressed in sensual white bridal lingerie and Gina's gorgeous wedding dress, I felt amazing, like a beautiful, feminine, sexual creature. A few of my friends had been a little unsure at first but they soon got into the swing of things and so had I, really relishing the chance to play the role of the virginal blushing bride turned lustful slut, taking cocks in my mouth and arse all evening. It had been one hell of an experience but it had left me confused to say the very least.
I knew that I loved Gina very much and I knew that I would like nothing more than to spend the rest of my life with her, still as much in love with her as ever. It wasn't like I didn't find her attractive anymore either. Quite the opposite. Now I had experienced, albeit for just a moment, quite how thrilling it can be to be a beautiful woman, Gina looked even better to me. Even though I envied her perfect, smooth olive skin, her narrow hips and round breasts, I also longed to touch and stroke and caress them. No, the problem didn't lie with Gina, it was with me. After the experiences of my stag night, I didn't know how I could ever get turned on by just being the boring, masculine me. I needed those sensual stockings and panties to get me into the mood and now I was about to marry the gorgeous but unadventurous Gina, I didn't see much chance of that happening.
So, as I stood there at the altar, awaiting my beautiful bride, all manner of nerves and unusual thoughts were flooding through my mind. A glance around the room did nothing to set my mind at ease as, inevitably, my eyes lighted on various friends that had been there with me on my fateful stag night. A couple of rows back I saw David. I had lived with David for two years when we were students together, it was a good time in my life, full of fun, drinking and partying. We had a lot of fond memories shared together but none of them were what came to mind as I looked at him. No, there was only one memory that shot to my mind the instant I saw him. Over the time we had lived together, I thought I had learnt all that I could know about David and him about me, but back then neither of us could have predicted the memory I recalled now. It was the image of me losing my virginity as a girl, as a beautiful young bride, Gina's wedding dress pulled up around my waist, my lips wrapped around one cock and David's long, hard member penetrating my tight little arsehole.
I couldn't help but blush bright red and turn embarrassedly away as David caught my eye and gave a little grin, I could tell the same thought was on his mind. The memory was so fresh and vivid, it sent an erotic feeling running right through my body and caused my cock to stir a little.
I had to get these thoughts out of my head, visions of being penetrated by other men's cocks was certainly not the kind of thing that a bridegroom should be thinking about at the altar. However, it wasn't that easy, turning away from David only caused my gaze to find my old school friend Pete, a massive, broad shouldered bald black guy whose incredible, thick, uncut ten inch cock I had sat on and rode during that amazing evening. A row further back and there sat Jake and Sam next to each other. A completely mismatched pair, Jake, tough, outspoken and laddish, Sam, nervous and effeminate, the evening of my stag party had nevertheless seen these two getting very close as Sam had followed my lead to become lingerie clad Samantha, getting to 69 with Jake as part of the new him.
I turned back to Mark, my best man beside me, I needed his support. Although he had been the instigator of my stag night crossdressing fuck fest, he was one friend I had not had the opportunity to suck or fuck. Not for lack of desire on my part. Mark was a very dishy looking man with dark hair and dark soulful eyes that were brimming with thoughtful understanding one moment and sparkling with playful mischief another. I could have been jealous of his beautiful girlfriend Natalie had she not been such a fun and generous person herself. I just hoped my life with Gina would be half as happy as his with Natalie.
Sensing my nerves, and guessing the doubts and thoughts running through my mind, Mark laid a reassuring hand on my arm and smiled.
"Come on mate, you're finally marrying Gina. You've been wanting this for ages. You love her and you know she loves you, you'll be very happy together," he said, and then, under his voice so nobody else could here, "You made a great bride the other night and I'm sure you'll make an equally good husband."
His warm and helpful words were interrupted by the sound of the church organ striking up and I turned along with the whole church to see Gina enter the building and begin to walk up the aisle towards me, escorted by her father Tony. This was it. I was getting married. She did look very beautiful in the wedding dress I knew so well. It was strapless, hanging from her nice round breasts better than it did on my boyish figure, narrowing at the waist before becoming long, flowing skirts. Made of shimmering white silk and lace, it seemed to sparkle as she sashayed towards me. With the white veil covering her face and her dyed golden blonde hair, she could almost have been mistaken for me on that special night, were it not for her feminine curves, the way her cleavage showed above the dress' lacy bodice.
"I prefer the dress on you," Mark whispered.
He was wrong, Gina looked so beautiful in the dress that I almost fell in love with her all over again. My jealousy at how the dress looked on her perfect feminine figure was overcome with lust and stronger feelings, love and affection. This was the woman I was going to spend the rest of my life with. It didn't matter if I wouldn't get to be a beautiful woman again if I could marry one. Besides, the memories of all that I had got up to on my stag night would be with me forever. The only thing that held me back still was that I had never been able to thank Mark for making it all happen, not properly thank him anyway. Hearing him say the dress looked better on me made my heart skip a beat and for a moment I considered jacking in the whole wedding and living for the rest of my life as Mark's girlfriend instead, but he brought me back to my senses.
"It's your wedding day, this isn't the time to be having doubts," he whispered.
"But the other night was something else, something special, and it can never happen again."
"Now you're married, you don't know what kind of kinky things you and Gina can get up to."
And that was it. I was getting married. My beautiful bride stood beside me at the altar. I looked at her and was just able to see reflected back at me from beneath her veil all the feelings I was experiencing, love and happiness mingled with nerves and a little regret at what we were giving up to be together. Still, I was here getting married to my dream girl and one evening of becoming just such a girl wasn't going to stand in the way of my happiness. I didn't know how marriage was going to work out, but I was determined to try and make things work with Gina. I loved her very much, loved her in a deeper way than the lustful desires I felt when I had been dressed in her wedding dress, on my knees sucking cock.
There was a slight quiver of nerves in her voice as she said "I do", but, as I lifted her veil to plant our first married kiss on her succulent lips, I could see she was blushing and smiling. I didn't think she had been through the same kind of doubts as I had, but still she was obviously pleased to get the ceremony over with, pleased to be finally united with her new husband, with my ring on her finger and our lips pressed together in front of a huge crowd of our friends and family. I just hoped she would not realise quite how close I had got with those friends the other night.
And that was the wedding over with, flying by quickly in a mix of panic and pleasure. The reception was buzzing as the drink began to flow freely and people began to get quite jolly and everybody was enjoying the happy occasion. I too was starting to feel pretty good about things. And why shouldn't I? I was married to a beautiful girl, easily the envy of every other woman in the room, a girl who loved me and who I loved back. Anything else seemed unimportant.
Part way through the evening, Mark, the best man, stood up to make his speech, waiting for the drunk and merry crowd to quiet down before he began to speak. My attention turned from my new wife, I suddenly felt all the other feelings of doubt and shame flooding back, remembering how Mark had got me to live out my deepest fantasies just a few days earlier. I looked over at Gina but she seemed happy, she was smiling affectionately at Mark's wife, Natalie.
"Excuse me everyone, can I have your attention," Mark said, "I'd like to say a few words about the blushing bridegroom," he laughed, as he drew everybody's attention to my obvious expression of discomfort, "Don't worry Rich, I'm not about to let out all your dirty little secrets." Everybody laughed as if this was a joke but it only served as an awkward reminder for me. "I've known Rich for many years and yet still I'm finding things about him that surprise me, sides to his personality that I'd never seen before. I think some of you will know what I mean." I caught the eye of David once again and he again gave me a little smirk, he certainly knew what Mark was talking about. Once again the flash of me in stockings and a wedding dress, being penetrated by David's hard cock came back into my mind, I remembered just how good it felt but this was really the wrong time for such thoughts. I tried to focus back on Mark's speech. "I haven't known Gina for as long as I have Mark," he was now saying, "But she too is not a simple character. I've certainly seen a different Gina this week to the one I had known before." Here, I caught Zack looking shyly at me, no doubt remembering the different Gina I had been when I sucked his dick for the first time. "My lovely Natalie has got to know Gina very well recently too and assures me that there is more to her than meets the eye as well." Now Gina, who had been smiling at Natalie before, began to blush and look slightly irritable. "So, I'm sure Natalie will join me in thinking that there are some things about Rich and Gina that just make them perfect for one another and I, for one, wish them all the luck and happiness in the world exploring and finding out just what it is that makes them so perfect for each other."
Fortunately, after the toast, Mark's speech was over and I was able to relax a little again. But I couldn't escape all the thoughts and feelings that it had brought back up in me. And, even if I could escape those thoughts, I would not have been able to, not with all the people around to remind me. At one point in the evening, an obviously drunk Sam came up to me.
"How does it feel, now you're married you might never have the thrill of being a hot woman again," he slurred at me.
"Shut up," I hissed, looking around to see if we were overheard but fortunately everyone was too busy with their own drunken conversations and the evening was turning to that stage when quarrels were likely to start breaking out. Gina, who was fortunately far out of earshot, I could see in heated debate with Natalie, although I had no idea what they were arguing over.
"Really," Sam went on, "It's something else, isn't it? It feels incredible, dressing and acting like a sexy woman, turning men on like that." An image of Sam in lingerie as Samantha flashed up in my memory, I began to wonder if this was the start of a whole new life for him, and began to feel a bit jealous. "I know I could never give something like that up. If I ever marry then I want to be the blushing bride like you were the other night, not the awkward groom like you are now!"
I had no idea what to say to this. Maybe he was right, maybe I was a fool to marry Gina and give up the chance to live my life like I had that one memorable night. But I knew I loved Gina and I would not have been able to handle humiliating her by leaving her at the altar, leaving her to live a life of crossdressing sex. Fortunately, Mark was there to step in on my behalf.
"Come on, Sam, you're drunk," he said, "You don't know what you're saying. Not everyone wants to live their life the same way. I'm sure that Rich and Gina have plenty of happiness in store for them yet. And you can never tell what their married life might involve."
Sam just nodded and sulked off while Mark turned to me and tried to cheer me up.
"You've married a very special woman there, Rich. I know that there's nothing better than having a girl like her, or Natalie, it's what really makes life worth living," he smiled, "Enjoy your wedding night," he said and walked off to pull his girlfriend away from her quarrel with my new wife.
I guess Sam was true to his word, because the last I saw of him that evening, I was on my way up to my hotel room and I heard a noise from a room along the corridor. Not wanting to be nosey but not able to help myself, I peered through a crack in the slightly ajar door and saw Sam again, or rather Samantha as he now was, dressed in a floor length gown like many of the women at the reception. Samantha was on her knees and Jake was standing over her, his hard cock out and erect and Samantha started to go down on it. I closed the door and left them to it, happy to see somebody at least getting to live out my fantasies.
I headed down the corridor to the suite where I was spending the night with my new wife, the place where she was waiting to consummate our marriage, finally to give her virgin body up to sex with the man she loved. I wished that I could give her everything she wanted but my mind was swimming with a thousand other thoughts, I was thinking of Mark and his affectionate, helpful advice, delivered so soulfully, of Pete and his incredible monster cock penetrating my arse, of Samantha in her feminine clothes sucking cock and of me, looking and feeling sexy in that same wedding dress that Gina was still wearing as I entered the bedroom.
She looked amazing in the soft light of the bedroom, a true beauty with her dark skin and blonde hair, the white wedding dress hugging her perfect curves. Once again I felt a mix of desire and jealousy. She beckoned me over and kissed me on the lips as I unzipped her dress and let it fall to the floor. I certainly recognised the very sexy bridal lingerie she was wearing beneath the dress. I remembered how good just such underwear had felt when I had been the virginal bride dressed in it.
"I've been waiting for this night a long time," she blushed cutely, "I've really wanted this so much..." she trailed off, unsure of how to finish her sentence.
I knew that I should want this so badly too. It was my wedding night, it should be the most beautiful moment of union between a husband and wife and I had a very special, very beautiful wife, standing before me in sexy lingerie, begging for me. But, as I stripped from tux, I just couldn't get excited, I looked from her gorgeous, sexy, lingerie clad body to my own, dressed in bland, manly clothing and it just didn't feel right, not after I had had my eyes open to the pleasures of dressing in sexy feminine attire.
When I was totally naked, my cock still wouldn't respond with any arousal despite the touch and kisses of my hot new wife, the woman I loved. Gina seemed a little put out by this, a little distressed. I knew that she was a virgin so maybe that was the reason for her awkwardness, but she didn't seem too much into it either, as if the sight of my male naked body was as unimpressive and unarousing to her as it made me too. I just could not get into the right mindset for sex.
"I don't know what's wrong, honey," I said, distressed that I didn't have it in me to pleasure her.
"No," she replied, equally put out, "Am I doing something?"
"No, no," I tried to reassure her, "You're beautiful. It's me. I just...Tonight, I've got too much on my mind."
So, that was it on my wedding night. A complete nothing. My marriage remained unconsummated and instead I spent a sleepless night in bed with my beautiful new bride, so many thoughts and worries running through my mind. The biggest of all was the fear that after finally getting to marry the girl of my dreams, we would never be able to satisfy each other sexually, that I would never be able to enjoy sex if I wasn't dressing and playing like a sexy woman.
The following morning, I awoke after the slightest amount of sleep. Gina was still asleep beside me, looking beautiful even with a slightly troubled frown on her brow. I felt terrible for what had happened the previous night. I didn't want to wake her. I didn't want to look into her eyes and see her disappointment in the way our wedding night had gone. I got dressed and went downstairs where the hotel was serving breakfast. Mark spotted that I was breakfasting alone and came over to join me. Natalie, meanwhile, left to go upstairs again.
"You look terrible," he said as he sat down opposite me, "Last night not go well then?"
"Last night didn't go anywhere at all," I replied.
"That bad?" he said, "What happened."
"Like I said, nothing. I just couldn't get turned on," I responded, "She looked so incredible but there was just something that meant I couldn't get into it. And then she didn't seem that into it either."
"I think you know why you weren't turned on," he said, "After the other night, I think you know what it might take as well."
"You think I need to be dressed up like Gina to get turned on?" I said, voicing my own deep feelings.
"Don't you?" he said, significantly. And he was right, of course.
"Well, then, what am I going to do?" I said, "Just live the rest of my life in a sexless marriage or divorce the woman I love?"
"You could try talking to her," he suggested, "Telling her what it will take."
"You know she would never go for that, she's not even a little bit kinky."
"Maybe you don't know her as well as you think you do," he said with some significance, as if to suggest there was something of Gina he knew more about than I did.
"I wouldn't count on it, I don't want her to be disgusted by me."
"If she loves you as much as all that, she'll be understanding at the very least," he said, "I mean, you love her don't you?" I nodded, "And if she told you something about herself, something sexual and a little bit unusual, you would try to understand."
"Of course," I said.
"Then give her a chance," he told me, "Tell her what it will take, tell her how much fun you could have together, and see what happens."
I guess he was probably right. I didn't really know what else I could do, after all. And he made a good point. Gina was the most loving, caring, considerate person I knew, well, apart from Mark himself perhaps, so if anyone would understand this then she would, even though she wasn't a sexual, kinky sort of person. After a while of dithering, of pacing back and forth, up and down the corridor of the hotel, I decided to hell with it, I had to give this a shot or I would spend the rest of my married life wondering what could have been.
Just I had screwed up my courage to go in and tell my wife about my desires, about my fetish, my need to dress as a girl for sex, I saw the door of my hotel room open. Natalie came out. She looked at me and smiled with a warmth and kindness that was reassuring, I could see why she and Mark were together.
"She's a little bit upset, but she would really like to talk to you," Natalie said as she passed me in the corridor, "I think there's a few things you need to share with each other. If you're totally honest with each other then only good things will come of it."
That was the last piece of encouragement I needed. I went into the room determined to tell Gina everything, not only my lingerie fetish, but quite what had happened to me, and to her wedding dress, on the night of my stag party. She was sat on the bed with her head hung. She looked flustered. Her make up was smudged. I thought that maybe she had been crying. I sat down on the bed beside her and opened my mouth.
"I think we need to talk," we both blurted out, almost simultaneously, making her giggle a little to break the ice. She had a beautiful, perfect smile and full, thick lips.
"You first," she said.
"OK," I began, "Um...I don't really know quite how to say this," I paused to think, I didn't really know how to say this to her, "Last night, things didn't go too well. I told you it was because of me. You were beautiful but there was something wrong with me."
"No," she said, "No. It was me. There was something stopping me from getting into it."
"No, really, it's my problem," I insisted, "It's just that I didn't feel sexy, not like that. Not dressed the way I was."
"I don't understand," she said.
I glanced over at where she had discarded her clothes from the night before. I walked over, partly to think, partly to distract myself, and picked up the white lace corset and panties that she had worn.
"The thing is," I paused again, this was not easy, "It was true when I said how sexy you looked in this, but this was what I needed too. I needed to feel sexy like this."
"Um...OK. I'm still not sure I understand," Gina said, but I could see that part of her could, part of her knew.
"I want to wear something like this," I just came out and said it, "I can't feel sexy, I can't get into sex and enjoy it unless I do, unless I'm dressed in all sexy, feminine clothes, just like you."
"Did Natalie get you to say this?" she seemed annoyed, "Or Mark?"
"Huh? No...I..." I began to say.
"Oh God. I knew I shouldn't have done it," she said, visibly upset, "I shouldn't have let her make me do those things, but I couldn't help it. I shouldn't have talked to her about it. Now you've just taken it and used it to humiliate me completely."
"No," I said, "What are you talking about? I don't understand you now. What I'm saying is true, for real. This is the way I feel. I know it's kind of weird but that's it. There it is."
"Really?" she said, her expression lightening up with surprising pleasure at the thought, "Nobody put you up to this? Nobody got you to humiliate me?"
"Of course not. I love you," I said, "It's just that this is the way I am, the way I get off. What did you think?"
"Oh honey, this is going to sound so weird now, I don't know if you'll believe me," she gasped, she was smiling almost as if she was about to burst out laughing, "Last night, I just couldn't get into it and I didn't know why, not until Natalie talked to me this morning. I should tell you, I'm not a virgin. Well, not anymore. You see, the thing is I think I might be a lesbian, or bisexual or something. All I know is that I guess I'm saying I couldn't get turned on by you last night because you were too manly, I wished you look more soft and feminine."
"You don't mean...?" I began again, aghast at how things had turned out.
"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean for it to happen," she said, so confused with conflicting emotions, "But I gave up my cherry to the girls on my hen party, I let them fuck me and I fucked them and it was something incredible!"
"I can't believe this!" I said, these revelations coming as fast and as shockingly to me as my own were to her, "This is too strange, too coincidental. The same thing happened to me with the guys on my stag night, I discovered the joys of dressing, behaving and fucking like a woman!"
But it wasn't coincidental exactly, as we both were later to realise when we told each other the full details of our parallel sexual awakenings, details that you will have already read. We came to realise that Mark and Natalie had set this all up, they had discovered our underlying desires and realised just how perfectly paired they made us and they had set about awakening those feelings. Of course, at this moment, we hadn't come to realise this, we were still basking in the glow of our mutual discoveries, wondering where exactly these confessions left us, how our behaviour and infidelities in our respective parties just before our wedding would affect our relationship. Finally, Gina broke the silence. I was still holding her wedding corset. She took it from me and held it up to my body as if imagining me in it.
"I want to see how you look in girlie things, honey," she said, "Can you show me what a sexy girl you can be? Could you be my blushing bride for our real wedding night?"
And so it was that, for the second time in a week, I found myself alone thinking "what am I doing?" while dressing myself in my wife's bridal lingerie. Only this time, instead of an audience of drunk and horny guys, it was my real bride herself that I had to impress with my sexy bride look. Once again, I was a bundle of nerves and excitement at the prospect of being able to truly live out this fantasy that I thought would never become reality. I was in the spacious hotel bathroom, with all of Gina's bridal lingerie and that gorgeous dress I had already enjoyed wearing once before.
As I took the lacy corset and laced it tightly around my body, pulling my figure into a more feminine, narrow waisted chest, I felt a welcome familiarity, a sense of recognition as I fondly remembered the time I had done just this before. I began to feel like a sexy woman once again as I slid the pair of lacy white panties up my legs. Once again, wearing the corset and panties made me feel like I had always wanted to be, made me feel like a desirable, sexy woman, a woman like my beautiful Gina. And once again, the feel of the panties on my cock made it start to grow firm and aroused, harder already than it had been at all the previous night.
My favourite part was yet to come, another pair of gorgeous white silk stockings just like the pair I had worn before. I loved how sexy they made my legs look and feel. I sat down a slowly rolled them up the length of my legs, loving the soft, sensual rubbing of the material on my bare flesh. And then there was the dress. Strapless and tight around the waist with a long skirt, I remembered it well. I remembered how wearing it had made me feel truly sexy for the first time and I remembered how gorgeous my curvy blonde wife had looked in it on our wedding day. All those feelings flooded back as I zipped myself into the dress and went over to the bathroom mirror to admire my reflection.
I was looking pretty good, passably like a pretty girl and that was before I went through Gina's make up and gave myself blushing red cheeks, glistening pink lips and long dark lashes to make my face truly beautifully feminine. My long, blonde hair remained a good match for Gina's own with very little effort. I had to admit to feeling a little turned on at the sight of my pretty, feminine self looking back at me from the mirror. I felt a buzz of excitement and nerves at revealing myself to my wife, dressed in her wedding dress. I took up her veil and covered my face nervously and stepped through the door and back into the bedroom.
She was sat on the bed watching me as I entered the bedroom in her wedding dress. She had changed and was now looking ravishingly sexy in black satin lingerie, a bra, panties, stockings and suspenders. Her beautiful dark curvy body looked even sexier with that beautiful underwear. I felt a stirring of excited arousal in my own panties at the sight of her. She smiled at me as I came in.
"That's more like it, honey," she said, "Now come over here and let me get a look at you all pretty and feminine."
I had butterflies in my stomach, I was trembling with anticipation. I felt just the way I should have felt the previous night, excited by all the possibilities of my married life but a little scared of how things would go right now. I felt just like a shy blushing bride on her wedding night, yearning to get fucked but a little unsure of herself at the same time. Still, I walked over to Gina. She stood before me, fortunately with her being quite tall we were about the same height, and lifted my veil to look on my feminine face for the first time. Her eyes ran across my glossy lips and long lashes with a look of excitement.
"You're beautiful," she said with great pleasure, "You look so good as a girl, no wonder you wanted to try this!"
"Well, I learnt from the best," I said, blushing, instantly adopting the "Gina" voice I had used on that fateful evening as if to prove my point, "I tried to emulate you, Gina, I wanted to be a gorgeous girl, a pretty bride just like you."
"It's really worked," she said, reacting to my feminine voice with an affectionate smile, "We could almost be sisters." That made me feel so happy, wearing her underwear and wedding dress had made me feel sexy but her compliments made me feel so warm and comfortable, I loved her more now than ever. I felt her hand gently caress my arm as she pulled me close to her, "May I kiss the bride?" she asked, cheekily.
All I could do was nod dumbly as she took my head in between her hands and pulled me in for a kiss. This kiss was nothing like the dainty peck on the lips we had shared at the altar on our wedding day when it had been her in the dress I now wore. This was a long, wet, lingering kiss that made my body hum with soft, sensual feelings. This time, I could really taste her, I could really feel that she wanted me. Her lips pushed against mine, her tongue caressed my mouth, her body pressed against mine while her hands moved from running through my long, blonde hair, down the back of my wedding dress, all over my body in its feminine, bridal clothes, each touch making me more and more excited.
"Mmmm," Gina sighed, her eyes half closed, her lashes fluttering just like mine, before finally breaking from the kiss, "That was something else. Now, I've just got one question. What do I call my beautiful new bride?"
"Well," I said, blushing deeply again, "When I said I wanted to be a girl just like you, that was really true. When I tried to imitate you, I even had them all call me Gina."
"We can't be having that anymore though, can we," she giggled and kissed me again, "That will just be a bit confusing to all of us."
"What would you call me then," I said, kissing her once more.
"How about Rachel?" she said, "That would seem to suit you."
"Whatever you say, beautiful," I said, pulling her into another long, lingering liplock.
As we embraced and kissed, Gina's hands went to unzip the wedding dress. I did nothing to resist as she stripped me from her bridal gown, leaving me in just the tight corset, panties and stockings, all pretty white lingerie to contrast with the sexy black undies that Gina herself was wearing.
"Oh Rachel, you look so sexy in your bridal lingerie, I can see why all the men want you," she said, pushing me back onto the bed.
She sat astride me on the bed so our stockinged legs were rubbing sensually across each other and her crotch was brushing across mine, making my cock become pretty hard in my white lace panties. She bent over and began to kiss me all over my face, passionately and breathlessly, completely differently from how she had been the night before. I ran my hands down her body, over the curve of her back, stroking her arse through her satin panties, and then down her long, sexy legs. She ran her hand over my corset to my panties, feeling my already quite stiff cock, such a change from the night before.
"Oooh, you like being a pretty girl, don't you Rachel?" she grinned naughtily as she held my cock through the soft material of my panties and began to stroke it, "Yes, it makes you feel so sexy in your wedding undies, doesn't it, honey?"
"Mmm, yes, Gina," I sighed.
"Oh Rachel," she moaned, moving her hand from my cock to her own panties, she slid her fingers inside and began to finger her pussy, "Oh yes. Beautiful girls like you just make my pussy get soooo wet!"
She pulled my panties aside, pulled out my cock and continued to stroke it.
"Mmmm, yeah Gina, that's it," I gasped, "I guess sometimes you do want a nice bit of cock as well."
"Oh yes. If it's attached to the body of a beautiful woman," she giggled, kissing me on the lips, "I couldn't think of anything better!"
She got up from me for a second and stripped off her panties. She was still wearing a suspender belt holding up black stockings that made her legs look even better, while her round breasts were held in tight by a black satin bra. She went back to stroking my cock, making it even harder both with her touch and the excitement I gained from the sight of her looking so sexy. Although she was not a virgin, I had never seen her like this. This was the first sight I had of her pussy and I was about to see even more of it.
"I want you to lick my pussy. Would you do that for me, my sweet bride," she said as she sat back astride me, this time with her knees up by my head, her suspenders right up close to my face. She lowered herself onto my mouth. Eagerly I began to lick around the swollen lips of her pussy, making her moan with pleasure and grind herself further down onto my mouth.
"Oh yeah. Oh God. Oh baby. Yes," she moaned, "Come on baby. Eat my fresh cunt!"
I felt so turned on, lying on my back in my bridal lingerie, my cock sticking out of my panties hard and erect, while my once virginal wife talked dirty at me and pushed her tasty, wet pussy into my face, getting my tongue to fuck her, causing her to writhe and moan seductively. My previous experience of dressing up as a woman had involved getting gangbanged by a load of hard cocks, I had enjoyed the experience so much that I had almost forgotten the joys of pussy. I might not have been able to get very turned on when not playing the part of a woman, but that didn't mean I could only fuck men. My new wife's pussy was something special and I was aching with desire for it. My cock was rock hard and quivering in anticipation as I began to stroke it.
"Mmm, Gina, I love the taste of your sweet pussy," I sighed, "But I want you to fuck me please, baby. Your pretty bride in white wants to fuck on your wedding night."
"Ooooh, ok, baby," she sighed.
She moved from sitting on my face and sat herself back astride my crotch. My stiff cock was pointing straight up from my panties. She lowered her warm, wet pussy onto my throbbing hardness, slowly and delicately, moaning loudly as I slid deeper inside her. She just sat for a moment on my cock, sitting upright with her beautiful body stretching above me and a warm glow of pleasure on her face as she contemplated my lingerie clad body stretched out before her.
"Mmmm, yes, my sexy bride," Gina moaned, "How do you like that? Do you want me to fuck you now, baby?"
"Oh God yes, Gina," I sighed, "I love being your beautiful bride, make this a wedding night to remember."
She began to grind herself against my cock and soon to rock her body back and forth more and more vigorously until she was really riding my dick, practically bouncing up and down on it as I pushed my panty clad arse upwards, thrusting up inside her wetness, trying to meet her as she bounced up and down on me. Our stockings continued to rub against each other, making my legs feel so soft, sensual and feminine. Above me, I could see her body shaking, her breasts were pushed out before her, bouncing around. I ran my hands over my own chest, revelling in the thought of myself as a beautiful girl, a new bride, just like her, as I felt the material of my corset and the warmth of my flesh where the tight corset had pushed it up and out like small breasts.
"Oh, ohh, ohhhh God," she moaned as she tossed her blonde hair back and let out louder and louder sounds of ecstatic pleasure, "This is what a wedding night should be. Two sexy brides and no men to get in the way!"
After she had ridden my cock for a while, we changed positions. Now she was lying on her back on the bed with her black stockinged legs open, inviting me in to that sexy space between her suspenders. I moved myself on top of her and slid my dick back inside her. She pulled me down to kiss her again, our lipsticks mingling together with the taste of her pussy that still lingered on my lips. With our warm bodies writhing together, I began to thrust my dick in and out of her tight, warm pussy.
"Oh yeah, come on baby, fuck me," Gina moaned, "Oh Rachel. Oh God. Fuck my tight little pussy, Rachel!"
I was only too happy to oblige. I had waited for years to get where I was now, fulfilling two of my long cherished desires, finally fucking the gorgeous Gina, and getting to do it dressed in sexy feminine lingerie. Anyone who might have happened to walk in on us at that moment would never have believed that we were the bride and groom from the wedding the day before, all they would see would be two hot blondes in stockings and lingerie, kissing and fucking with each other.
"Ahhh, oooh, Gina. Oh yes. Oh Gina, you're such a beautiful slut. Just like me," I gasped and moaned as I entered her, my whole body alive with pleasure and desire.
"Mmm, my pretty bride likes sex does she?" Gina sighed, "Oooh, and Rachel likes to feel a hard cock in her arse too, don't you, Rachel?"
"Oh yes, Gina, I love to get fucked, and I love to fuck you," I responded.
I could feel her hands on my arse as I pushed my dick inside her. She pushed my white panties aside and now I could feel her fingers exploring around my arsehole. I felt my body tense up with anticipation of what could be about to come next. I was already so turned on by the situation and what was about to happen would probably blow my mind. Sure enough, I let out a simultaneous gasp and yelp of pleasure as my wife shoved two of her fingers right up inside my arse.
"AAAH! Oh fuck, Gina," I cried out, "That feels sooo good, baby. Fuck my arse with your fingers!"
Now I was being incredibly stimulated at both ends, my cock quivered with delight as I pushed up deep into Gina's pussy and then, as I withdrew, my arse was promptly filled by her fingers. I continued to cover her gorgeous face and chest with kisses, kisses of lustful desire and kisses of grateful love. I was so delighted, relieved and aroused to find my wife, a woman who I had worried so much about being narrow minded, being not only open to my sensual crossdressing, but enjoying it every bit as much as I did.
"Mmmmm, God, Rachel, with your sexy girly body and hard cock, you're gonna make me cum soon," Gina moaned, "I hope I can make my pretty bride cum too."
"Oh yes, Gina. Fuck, yes. Don't worry, I'm gonna cum right up inside you," I gasped, "Fuck me with your fingers and my cock will explode!"
Sure enough, I could feel my body tingling and shaking with the anticipation of an incredible orgasm building up inside me. I picked up the pace, slamming my dick harder and faster into my wife's pussy, making her beautiful, curvy body shake and rock, begging her to shove more of her fingers up deep into my eagerly waiting arse.
"Fuck me, Gina, fuck my girly arse with your fingers!" I moaned, and I felt my ecstatic pleasure reaching its climax, an electric sensation running right through my body, from Gina's fingers in my arse to my cock in her pussy, "That's it. Oh God. Nearly there! I'm gonna cum, Gina. Get ready, baby. OH FUCK! Here we go! I'M CUMMING GINA!!"
I continued to shaft inside her as my cock blew a huge load of warm sticky cum right up inside her waiting pussy. Soon, I felt Gina's body quivering with her own climactic moment, coming barely seconds after mine. She writhed and moaned and screamed even louder as her own orgasm mingled with mine. I took this as a pretty good sign for our marriage to come, our reaching a height of climax almost simultaneously on our first time together.
Finally, she calmed down and lay back exhausted, letting me withdraw from inside her to collapse on the bed beside her. She took me in her arms and kissed me again on the lips. We lay arm in arm on the bed for what seemed like hours, just basking in the contentment of being two very happy newlyweds, two blushing brides together having enjoyed a quite incredible wedding night, albeit one day too late.
"That was better than I could ever have imagined," Gina gave me a warm smile.
"It only goes to making me think about just what a great time we can make of married life," I smiled back.
"One thing, though, Rachel," she replied, "We should probably do something very nice for Mark and Natalie. After all, they did give us the best wedding gift imaginable in bringing out this side of us."
I smiled and relaxed in her warm embrace. She was completely right and the thought was quite exciting for me as well.
How would married life work out for me and Gina, now we knew each other's bedroom secrets? Was this just the start of our sexual pleasures as two blushing brides together? And what exactly would we be able to do to thank Mark and Natalie for all they had done for us? Find out in Chapter 6.
To be continued...

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Chapter 6

Wedding Presents

I was on an incredible high for a couple of days after my wedding. Like many bridegrooms on the day, I had felt very nervous, both about the day itself and the years of married life that stretched out before me. Only, I had a little more to be nervous about than many. It wasn't just my bride-to-be's contrasting virginal Catholic upbringing and sexy clothing choices that made me worry about my wedding night, it was the fact that I wished that I was the one in the short skirts and satin panties. In the end, things went far better than I could have ever imagined. With a little, or actually rather a lot of, help from my best man Mark, my slutty feminine side was brought out and, to my surprise and delight, my new wife Gina shared my desires, once Mark's girlfriend Natalie had made her realise that pretty girls and sexy undies was what really turned her on. After the wedding night on which I got to play the blushing bride in my wife's dress and lingerie, I discovered just how great married sex could be and I began to look forward to all the fun we could have in married life together.

Later that day, we checked out of the hotel where we had held our wedding reception and went for the first time together as a newlywed couple to what would now become our new shared home for our married life. Our friends and family had been very generous in celebrating our union with all manner of gifts and presents for the house that it would take us quite a while to sort through and find places for. On that afternoon, Gina and me found ourselves in our living room, opening gifts and sharing and sorting them. The only people who did not appear to have given us any nicely wrapped parcels were Mark and Natalie.

As if cued up by that thought, just a few moments after Gina mentioned this, we heard the doorbell ring. I went to answer it and Mark and Natalie stood there together on the doorstep. They made an appealing couple, with a friendly, affectionate warmth on both their faces. Tall, elegant Natalie was dressed in a pretty floral print dress that came down to about her knees, the rest of her very long legs shown off thanks to sandals with four inch heels. Her bright blue eyes danced with excited thoughts. Mark appeared more subdued, his grey eyes conveying the reliable, reassuring quality he had always possessed. Although not as immediately attractive as his model stature girlfriend, he didn't look at all bad. His body wasn't totally muscle bound, but he obviously kept in decent shape, as was easily apparent in the casual t-shirt and jeans that he was wearing. Both were holding wrapped parcels in their hands.

Eagerly, I invited them in. They both walked into the living room where Gina was equally pleased to see them. She gave Natalie a very affectionate hug, pulling their bodies close together, before kissing her softly on the lips, a little more like a lover might kiss than a friend. I turned to Mark, I felt like doing just the same to him, I was so grateful to him for all he had done for me and I could not ignore that in bringing out my slutty feminine side, he had also revealed to me just how attractive I found him. However, something held me back from leaping into his arms and kissing him as Gina had with her good friend. Maybe I couldn't quite bring out these feelings when dressed as I was, in my normal, masculine form.

"We've brought you a couple of extra little wedding presents," Mark smiled, holding up the wrapped box that he had brought in with him.

"You didn't need to do that," Gina replied, looking on at our friends with grateful affection, "You've already given us more than we could possibly have asked for, right Rich?"

"Oh yes," I had to agree, shooting Mark another little look, "You made our wedding night something special, something that we'd never have expected. You don't owe us anything more."

"Well, we'd still like to give you this," Natalie said, smiling and giggling as Gina still had one arm around her, "We still want to look out for you guys, make sure things continue as well for you in your married life as they have begun!"

"Yeah, just think of us as your fairy godmothers," said Mark, cheekily, handing Gina the wrapped parcel in his hand.

Cheerfully, Gina tore off the paper for the box and opened it while I craned my neck to see what the present was. As she opened the box, I was thrilled to see inside some very sexy looking lingerie. A purple sheer babydoll that I just longed to feel against my skin. Gina ran her hands over the soft, smooth material.

"But, Natalie," she said, "You've already given me lingerie. On my hen night. Remember?"

"Oh, well, this time it isn't for you," Natalie smiled and giggled.

"We thought that maybe Rachel might want some sexy things of her own," Mark smiled at me, "We thought that this would be a good way for you to begin your married life together."

Gina passed me the box and my heart skipped a beat. My first lingerie that was my very own, bought especially for Rachel, for me! I was thrilled at the thought of Mark going out and searching the shops for just the right items of underwear for me to look my best, my most sexy and feminine, almost as much as I was buzzing with excitement to try it on and see how I would look in my own new undies. Meanwhile, Natalie handed her wrapped parcel to Gina.

"Don't think we've forgotten you though, Gina," she said, as Gina unwrapped her present. In the box was a large, thick rubber cock with the harness to strap it on, "Do you recognise it?" Natalie asked, "It's the one from your party, the one you used to fuck with for the first time!"

Gina blushed a little but smiled with the thought.

"Oh yes," she said, "I remember it very well! Thank you guys for this. You always give the best presents," she giggled.

"Well, I think the least you can do to show your gratitude is to show us how much you enjoy your presents," Mark said, "Why don't you try them on?"

I didn't need any more invitation than that. I took my present and hurried upstairs to get changed, my heart beating faster and faster with the excitement of the situation. I was so happy with the chance to dress as a sexy, slutty girl once more, something I had once thought would never be available to me as a married man. I was even happier to have my own lingerie to wear rather than having to dress in my wife's again. What I was most happy about, was the fact that in wearing and modelling the sexy lingerie that he had picked out for me, I could begin to thank Mark for all that he had done for me. On my stag party, when I had first dressed as the blushing bride, I had enjoyed a hard fucking from the cocks of all my friends except for him. At the end of the night I had kissed him and fallen asleep in his arms. Since then, I had been so busy with my wedding that I had still not been able to let him do to me everything I had wanted him to that night. Hopefully, today, if I could make myself look as sexy as possible in the lingerie he had bought for me, I would finally be able to do it.

Making sure I was at my very best for this special occasion, I took my time. It wasn't like the two times I had dressed as a girl before, with me nervously and hurriedly putting on my bridal lingerie, completely unsure of what kind of reaction to expect, thinking it may be rather hostile. Today, I was confident I was among friends, and possibly something more, people who would be impressed and pleased by my feminine transformation. I took a shower and completely cleaned up my body, deciding also to completely shave my downy, fair body hair to make my legs as smooth and girlish as they could possibly be. I began to feel sexy and confident again, my cock was twitching and quivering just at the thought of wearing my brand new wedding present lingerie.

I opened the box and took out the babydoll, it was a deep purple colour, with scalloped embroidery around the cups and sensual sheer material that came down to just about cover my arse as I slipped it on. I filled the slightly padded cups out a bit further with tissue paper to give me a bit of a bust. The sheer material hung on my hips, it was transparent and the shape of my cock, becoming a little firm already, was clear against it. The embroidered frill around the bottom of my babydoll hung just below where my cock dangled down. Fortunately, the babydoll came with a matching purple thong which I slid up my smooth, shaved legs, and was able to tuck my cock into, to give me back a little bit more of a feminine shape.

Also in the box was a pair of purple lace top fishnet stockings. I loved stockings, I loved the way they felt as I slowly rolled them up my smooth, long legs, and I loved how sexy and womanly they made my legs look. After a shave and some stockings, my man's legs began to look every bit as good as a very sexy woman's. With heels on, the shape of my calves and legs became distinctly feminine and sexy. I found a pair of black pumps that belonged to Gina but she never wore as they were a little large for her, which made them just about right for me.

Finally, I did my hair and make up. With a bit of effort and a lot of styling product, I teased my generally straight long, blonde hair into pretty, feminine waves. With my make up, I went with dark eyeliner and a purple eyeshadow that went with my purple lingerie, plus some long false lashes, all of which made my eyes alluringly womanly. My lips I painted a dark shade of pink to go with the rest of my look. I gave myself an admiring look in the mirror. I looked pretty hot, the sexiest I had ever been as a woman. My heart began to beat fast again with the thrill and excitement of modelling my new babydoll and stockings for my wife and my best friend. What would they think of me?

I came back into the living room and Mark and Natalie were sitting there waiting. There was no sign of my wife for the moment. My friends were too wrapped up in each other to notice my entrance for a moment, they were kissing and Natalie was running her hand down over her boyfriend's body. As soon as I closed the door behind me, however, their attention turned and was all on me. They just stared for a moment, running their eyes over my body. Before, this would have made me nervous but now I was confident in my alluring sensuality in this sexy lingerie, I knew their gazes on me were admiring and perhaps even a little lustful.

"Wow, I thought that was Gina for a moment. That's how convincing you are Rich, I mean, Rachel," Natalie gasped, the first to speak, "I mean, Mark had told me that you made a pretty hot girl, Rachel, but I didn't believe that you would be quite this convincing. I've got to admit, looking at your hot, feminine body in that skimpy babydoll is turning me on a little. I hope that's alright with you, Mark?" she turned and smiled seductively at her boyfriend.

"Perfectly alright, honey," he said, not taking his eyes off me, "I'm a little turned on myself. You are a very sexy woman, Rachel. I don't know if I said it before, but you are definitely one of the sexiest women I have ever seen!"

I sashayed across the room, swaying my hips in the most feminine way I could, loving the feel of my fishnets rubbing together and the babydoll fluttering around my arse and thighs. Mark stood and walked over to meet me. He took me in his strong arms and pulled me into a kiss. I was no longer shy about reciprocating and let myself melt into his embrace, pressing my soft body against the firmness of his. He pressed his lips against mine and instinctively I opened my mouth to let his tongue inside.

"Oooh," I sighed, breaking for the kiss, "Thank you, Mark, thank you for everything, for making me live out my fantasy and become a girl like this. I never got the chance to thank you properly."

"I thought that's what you were doing right now," he responded, pulling me back into another beautiful kiss.

I could feel our bodies rubbing against one another, my cock was grinding against his crotch and getting hard again, rubbing against the thin material of my panties. However, our make out session was momentarily interrupted by a hand on my shoulder, running down the back of my sheer babydoll and over my arse. Mark broke away from kissing me to turn to see Natalie standing beside us, smiling seductively as she ran one hand over my body and the other over his.

"Mmmm," she sighed, "You guys look sooo good together, sooo sexy. I just had to come over and join in."

Mark leaned over and planted a long lingering kiss on her lips. Her hand was still caressing my arse through the thin sheer fabric of my purple babydoll, causing my dick to remain pretty aroused.

"Ohhh, he does kiss well, doesn't he Rachel," Natalie sighed, turning to me, "But you should see what else he can do. You should see his cock!"

She dropped down onto her knees and I did the same. She smiled a sexy white smile, her bright blue eyes were really twinkling with pleasure now and my own feminine eyelashes fluttered with this moment of anticipation, I was finally going to get to touch and kiss and swallow Mark's dick. I watched eagerly as Natalie reached up and unzipped Mark's jeans, dropping them to the floor, and pulled out his cock, stroking her hand along the shaft to get it harder. It was a very beautiful cock, long and thick but not too long for me to manage, uncut and with the head just beginning to peer out of the foreskin as it got hard and the veins began to stand out.

Natalie gave the head of Mark's cock a kiss and then licked her tongue all around it. Her hand was still stroking the shaft and she then held his cock out towards me. Here was my chance. I licked my lips lasciviously and then placed my tongue underneath his dick, at the base just by his balls and licked right up his full length before putting my tongue into his foreskin and lapping around the head, kissing it and then proceeding to kiss all over the shaft while his girlfriend stroked it.

"Oh yes, Rachel, you're such a hot cocksucker," Mark moaned, "I knew it from the moment you began to go down on Zach that night. I knew then that I wanted you to myself, away from all the other guys. I wanted your lips just for my cock. That's it Rachel, kiss my hard dick!"

"You'd better save some of that for me," came a voice and we all turned to see Gina had come back in and was stood watching her new husband dolled up in lingerie, on his knees licking his best friend's cock.

She looked absolutely stunning. Her pert, round breasts pushed up and out by a black and red lace balcony bra, her long legs shown off in a pair of black lace top stockings. Apart from that, her beautiful dark, curvy body was completely naked. She wasn't wearing any panties. Instead, her large rubber cock stuck right out from her crotch as she stood watching the sexy scene before her, making her look like me, a hot girl but with a firm dick.

Seeing her there, Natalie got up and walked over to her. With her boyfriend and me watching, she grabbed hold of my wife and pulled her into a passionate kiss, pushing their bodies together as their hands ran over every inch of each other's curves. Gina reached up and slid the straps of Natalie's loose floral print dress off her shoulders and down her arms, revealing Natalie's quite small but perfect looking breasts, unconstrained by a bra. Gina began to kiss down Natalie's neck and down to her cleavage. She held Natalie's breasts in her hands and began to stroke and massage them while she sucked on her erect nipples.

"Oh Gina, oh yes," Natalie sighed, "Oh my God, you're sooo sexy Gina. I love the feel of your lips on my body."

Not wanting to be outdone by my lascivious wife, I turned my attention away from the sexy lesbian kisses and caresses across the other side of the room and back to the firm cock of my best friend which stuck invitingly in my face. I opened my painted pink lips and let the head just slip inside, letting my tongue explore all around it as I stared up at Mark standing over me. He was looking down on me with a look of gratitude and affection that made me feel even more excited.

"Mmm, Rachel, you look so sexy with your lips around my cock," he said, "Come on and suck me off. Show these girls how a real hot cocksucker like you does it."

This really spurred me on and I began to let more of his throbbing, veiny member slide inside my mouth, loving the warm feeling of his arousal and the thought that it was me, a sexy lingerie clad woman that was making him so turned on, not his beautiful tall, thin, leggy girlfriend. No, she was still hugging and kissing and licking my wife. Having taken all of his warm hardness into my wet mouth, I slowly withdrew the full length of it, admiring the sight of his dick as it slid from my lips.

As I did this, I noticed that Gina was no longer across the room, licking and sucking Natalie's pretty little breasts. She was now standing beside Mark so that I was looking up at her beautiful body, up the length of her long legs towards her round breasts and big strap-on cock. Close up, it looked mighty impressive, especially when sticking out from her pretty, feminine body, but my lips were still drawn to the real throbbing warmth of Mark's member.

"What a good looking cock sucker my pretty new wife is," Gina smiled, "But aren't you going to give me a little of that love too, Rachel, baby?"

I moved my attention for a moment away from Mark and onto my wife, opening my lips to swallow her big, fake cock. I began to go for it like it was a real one, only a real one attached to my beautiful wife. I licked all over the shaft and then began to suck it, bobbing my head up and down the length of the shaft, making the rubber cock wet with my saliva. Meanwhile, Gina, obviously turned on by the sight of her husband/wife on his knees in sexy lingerie, going down on her, moaned with pleasure.

"Oooh, Rachel, Mark is right, you do make a very sexy cocksucker," she sighed, "Mmm, suck my pretty cock, Rachel."

Natalie had now come over to join us too. She stood beside Gina, dressed in just her panties, showing off all of her near naked, long legged beautiful body. As Gina pushed her strap-on into my mouth, Natalie kissed Gina's lips and ran her hands over Gina's breasts, making Gina moan even more and start to thrust more vigorously with her strap-on into my mouth.

Meanwhile, I looked over at Mark's big, throbbing meat to see a tasty look drop of pre-cum glistening on the head. I moved my attention back to him, and flicked the drop of tasty pre-cum onto my tongue. I licked once more around his warm arousal, before letting all of his firm dick back into my mouth and right down my throat. I was getting better and better at taking big cocks in my mouth since my first only a few days earlier. Now, I started to bob my head back and forth and slurp eagerly all around his hardon. After a few more minutes of this, I switched back and did the same thing to Gina's rubber dick. I continued in this vein for a while, eagerly switching my attention, and my mouth, between the real dick and the fake one, like some sexy slut porn star in a gangbang.

"Oh...Ahhh," I said, catching my breath as I slurped around the pre-cum that now dripped from Mark's rock solid hardness, "Ohhh, such sexy cocks. I love to lick and suck and swallow them!"

"What great presents these are," Gina laughed, kissing Natalie on the lips, "My new bride's pretty body looks so sexy in her babydoll and fishnets, and this nice, big rubber cock means that I can fuck that pretty body!"

While I knelt on the floor in front of Mark's cock, gasping and slurping as I swallowed it, I watched Gina move around from sticking her rubber cock in my face so that she was now behind me. She knelt behind me and pulled my body back and up so now I found myself on all fours, my arse in the air, my thin sheer babydoll hanging around my waist. I felt my wife's soft hands on my waist, she slid her fingers under the waistband of my purple thong and slid it down around my knees, giving me a bare, round arse that she began to run her hands over. She opened my arse with her hands and pressed the rubber head of her strap-on against my arse hole. I gasped as she entered me and, in doing so, I wrapped my lips back around Mark's cock.

"Oh my God, yes!" came the sound of exquisite pleasure, but it wasn't from my lips, it was Gina who moaned it with delight as she pushed her strap-on deeper up inside me, getting the joy of fucking her husband's lingerie clad arse and the pleasure of the other end of the strap-on rubbing back against her pussy, "I'm gonna fuck you Rachel, my pretty new wife. I'm gonna fuck your sexy little arse!"

"Oh yeah, Gina, fuck that sexy arse," Mark said, as I licked and sucked his big, hard dick, "She looks so good with her arse impaled on a big hard dick. A sexy cock loving slut girl like Rachel is never happier than when she's got a cock in both ends!"

"Mmmm....Aahhh," I gasped around Mark's cock, "That's right. I love it. Fuck me, baby. I want you to fuck me hard Gina. Fuck me while I suck on Mark's tasty, hard dick!"

Natalie came over to Gina and began once more to kiss and caress her, while at the same time she ran her hands over my penetrated round arse, fondling my soft feminine flesh just as she did with my wife. Meanwhile, Gina slid her thick rubber cock most of the way out of my tight little arse, before thrusting it back deep inside me, making me gasp and moan once more as my best friend's cock simultaneously entered my mouth. Gina now had her strap-on buried as far inside me as it would go, so she was grinding right into me, her thighs pressed right against mine, while Natalie fingered her arse. Mark's cock was also buried right inside my throat. I felt incredibly filled up, both cocks deep inside me, stimulating all different parts of my humming, lively body.

As my tongue circled around Mark's cock, he withdrew it from my mouth, but I was too far in lust with the taste of it and eagerly leaned forward to keep it filling the warm wetness of my mouth, gasping desperately for a suck on his quivering meat. As I moved forward, it allowed Gina's strap-on to slide out of my arse a little, rubbing across my tightness and making me tingle with pleasure, my own cock becoming pretty firm by now. I bucked my hips and slid my arse back down Gina's fake cock, pushing it right up against my prostate and penetrating even deeper inside me. Then I slid once more forward to take Mark's cock deep inside my throat.

I kept doing this, rocking my body back and forth, with one movement penetrating my arse with my wife's strap-on, with the next swallowing my best friend's cock, both ways filling my body with delightful, hard dick, enjoying the incredible stimulation of being doubly penetrated. Once more, just as on the night of my stag party, I experienced the thrill of being dolled up like a sexy girl and being the centre of attention for all the cocks in the room as they shafted me in all my holes. Only, this time it was the cocks of my nearest and dearest that were giving me such a pleasurable fucking.

"Ohhh," moaned Gina, the end of her strap-on rubbing back against her pussy and making her ever more and more aroused, not to mention the exciting sight of her husband in sexy lingerie, bent over to allow her to enter his arse, "Oh yes, baby, you're such a sexy girl Rachel, such a sexy arse to fuck!"

"Uhh," I gasped as Mark took his dick out of my mouth for a moment to paint my pink lips with his glistening pre-cum, "Ahhh, oh, fuck me Gina. Fuck my tight, girly arse with your big rubber cock! I'm your beautiful new bride and my arse is yours to use!"

I gasped and wrapped my lips back around Mark's dick, deep throating him again as his eyes widened with pleasure and his cock twitched with arousal. As Gina thrust with all her force, really now starting to tear into my arse with vigour, Natalie reached around from her stroking my wife's hot body to mine, reaching beneath me to take hold of my hard, excited cock. She began to stroke my dick, to jerk me off in time with my wife thrusting her strap-on up into my arse, while I licked and sucked her boyfriend's hot, hard meat.

"Mmm, you must be enjoying your double fucking, Rachel, you sexy slut," she said as she felt my arousal, "Your girly cock is so hard, so firm and excited by your wife fucking your arse, or is it by sucking my boyfriend's cock?"

"Ahhh," I gasped, licking along the base of Mark's dick as Gina fucked my arse, "I love both Natalie. I love being the sexy slut to take two cocks at once! Ohh, Mark, your cock tastes so good, let me suck it! Ahhh, Gina, fuck my arse, fuck me harder!"

After a while of being doubly penetrated doggy style, Gina withdrew her strap-on from my arse. She was once more exchanging sweet kisses with Natalie. Gina's hands had left their position on my waist and had begun to explore Natalie's beautiful body, sliding inside Natalie's panties to her wet pussy beneath. Natalie took off her panties and stood there naked, revealing her beautiful shaved pussy, wet, swollen and waiting to be filled. Gina laid Natalie down beside me so her face framed by long, straight dark hair looked up into mine. Natalie opened her long legs and Gina positioned herself between them. The thick rubber strap-on that she had just pulled from my arse, she now slid right inside her friend's eagerly waiting pussy, causing Natalie to gasp with pleasure. I knew just how she felt, the sudden joy of being filled by a thick cock after all that sexual yearning.

"Oh God, Gina," she sighed, "Mmmm, fuck my pussy with your big dick!"

She pulled Gina down onto her so, as Gina's strap-on slid deeper into her pussy, they were now kissing, their breasts pushed right up against each other. I paused for a moment to take in the sexy sight of my best friend's girlfriend, lying back on the floor, her tall, naked body arched and accepting of my new wife, dressed in just stockings and a sexy bra, pushing a big strap-on up inside her. Their gasps and sighs were contagious, and I found myself moaning sexually along with them.

But there was an equally sexy sight even closer to my eyes, my best friend's hard cock, sticking right up, rock hard, with its swollen purple head peeping out just inches from my smiling, lustful lips. I wrapped my hand around his solid meat and began to stroke it off again as I kissed all along it and began to suck on his balls, before diverting my attention back to that incredible erection itself. I just loved the sight of it sliding up through my lips, knowing it was my sexy, feminine body and cocksucking skills that had brought him to that level of hardness. I had wanted so badly to thank him for what he had made me into, I guess seeing his reaction to it here I was doing pretty well at that.

"You suck cock so well, Rachel," he gasped, "But now Gina's done with fucking that sweet arse, I'd love to have a go too."

"Oh God yes, Mark," was all I could reply, "Please do. I want you inside me. I want you to fuck me. Fuck my tight, girly arse!"

He moved himself around from his position in front of me and I lay down on my back beside Natalie. Mark moved so he was knelt beside Gina. I opened my legs in their sexy fishnet stockings in order to allow Mark to kneel over me. I had let my purple thong slip so it now simply hung off one of my ankles over my black heeled shoe. My cock was free and stuck up firm and erect from the rest of my body, making a little tent in the sheer purple material of my babydoll. I gave a naughty little smile at the sight of it, loving to see my body stretched out before me, looking so feminine in the sheer babydoll and fishnet stockings, but with my cock still hard and masculine.

Mark pulled my legs further open and pulled them up so my purple babydoll slipped back around my waist, exposing my naked cock, and raising my arse to where his cock stuck out, ready to enter me. Holding my ankles to keep my legs open, he positioned the head of his dick at the opening of my arsehole, just where my wife's strap-on had been. He looked across at his girlfriend, lying on her back beside me, moaning and sighing as my wife fucked her pussy with that same strap-on. Natalie looked back at him and they exchanged a glance that contained both deep affection and a kinky, naughty glint.

"You don't know how much I've wanted that sweet arse of yours, Rachel," he said, looking down on my lingerie clad body with a warmth and desire, "Ever since you first revealed your secret fantasy, I've been wondering how it would be to see you all dolled up as a sexy girl and for me to be the one fucking that arse!"

"Ohhh," I swooned, thrilled at the idea of being so desired, desperate to feel him inside me, "Come on, Mark, come on and fuck me, now!" I begged, "Fuck me with that beautiful, big dick of yours!"

And then he did, and it felt incredible. Just as I begged him to do it, he pushed forward and drove his meat up inside my arse, burying himself deep inside me, causing me once more to become light headed with the sensation of feeling his warm, hard, lively arousal rubbing across the tight, clenched muscles of my arse. Still he pushed further and further inside me, filling me up with his incredible hardness, making my own dick almost as rock solid with the incredible sensation of giving my arse up to him.

"Oh God. Oh yes. Oh ohhh, that's it, Mark. You feel soooo good inside me!" I moaned, feeling his cock fully buried inside me, so his body was pressed right up against mine, just as my wife's was with his girlfriend.

As Gina pushed her rubber strap-on cock deep into Natalie's pussy, as Natalie moaned and screamed with pleasure at the lesbian love from my sexy wife, Mark withdrew his cock from my arse. And as Gina pulled back out of Natalie, causing another sigh of pleasure from the other woman, Mark thrust deeply and powerfully back up inside me. With a great masculine strength and control, Mark began to fuck my arse, slowly and rhythmically at first, but then gathering in pace and force until he was really ploughing into me.

"Mmmm. Ahhhh. Ohh," I gasped and moaned, "Oh fuck. Oh yes, Mark! Oh, you fuck so well. It feels soooo good! I feel like a real sexy woman with you dick shafting my arse!"

Meanwhile, alongside me, Natalie was obviously feeling the effects of a good strong fucking too, as Gina enthusiastically continued grinding her strap-on into Natalie's pussy. Natalie's body was primed for a moment of climax, she was writhing and moaning as Gina penetrated her, running her hands all over the curves of Gina's beautiful, dark skinned body. Her head was thrown back and her screams and moans were getting louder and louder, drowning out my own sensual sighs as her boyfriend penetrated my arse.

"Oh. Ohhh. Oh God, Gina. Oh you're gonna make me cum, Gina," she sighed, "Don't stop now. I'm so close to the edge. Mmmm, Gina, make my boyfriend watch as you send me to a climax. Ohhh, here it comes, Gina!" she was now screaming so loud, I worried the neighbours would here and come round to see what all the trouble was about, only to see the newlywed couple fucking with their best friends, the new wife sticking a strap-on in one friend's pussy and the husband, me, dressed in purple lingerie and made up like a sexy woman, getting fucked by another friend. Fortunately, nobody came round to see Natalie's sexy body shaking and quivering with the force of her orgasm, "Fuck, I'm cumming, Gina!" she screamed, "I'M CUMMING!"

Even as he watched my wife sending his girlfriend into an incredible orgasm, Mark didn't let up with fucking my arse, rocking both of our bodies back and forth with the force of his thrusts. My own cock flopped around, dripping pre-cum. I just simply lay back and took his incredible fucking, content just to feel the amazing sensations he produced up inside me, and to lie there and watch. To look down my effeminate body in its sexy lingerie, to his powerful manly, thrusting one was a pretty sweet sight. To see his big cock screwing my arse, plunging in and out, shaking my own cock around, was even better.

Gina slid out of Natalie's pussy as the tall, beautiful dark haired woman simply lay back exhausted at her incredible orgasm. Now, having fucked both my arse and her friend's pussy with it, Gina too off the prosthetic rubber cock to reveal her pussy beneath it. She was so aroused from the things that she had seen and from the experience of fucking with her strap-on, the end of it constantly rubbing back against her pussy. She was clearly desperate for relief. As I lay on my back on the floor, with Mark fucking my arse, Gina came over and sat herself astride me, her thighs over my shoulders.

Although I was now denied the view of Mark's hard, masculine body as he pushed his firm cock in and out of my arse, I could still feel him back there, and now I was given another equally fine view, my new wife's thighs, her lacy stocking tops and the swollen lips of her pussy. I raised my head and began to lick the smooth inside of her thighs, moving on to her pussy itself. My body still shaking with Mark's hard fucking, I still managed to focus enough of my attention to begin to lap my tongue along the length of my wife's pussy, causing her to sigh and shake.

"Mmm, yeah, Rachel, my beautiful new bride, eat my cunt," Gina moaned, "Eat me out while your sweet girly arse is ravished!"

As Mark rammed his big dick up my arse, rocking my girlish body, I plunged my tongue in and out of my wife's pussy, fucking her with my tongue the way Mark was screwing me with his cock. My own moans were now stifled by my mouth being focused on pleasuring my wife but, as I worked my way to flicking my tongue over her clitoris, she let out a very long, loud, low moan of exquisite pleasure. I could tell that giving Natalie her orgasm had turned her on so much that now the hot and sexy situation of having her crossdressing husband eating her pussy was going to be enough to send her over the edge as well pretty soon.

I too, could feel my rock hard cock was going to explode pretty soon with the excitement and arousal of giving up my body to my best friend's dick and eating my wife's pussy at the same time. And things were about to get even hotter. I couldn't see much with my wife's thighs wrapped around my head. My field of vision didn't much extend beyond the area between her sexy lace stocking tops and her wet pussy. So, I didn't see what was going on in the rest of the room and it came as something of a surprise to feel a soft, smooth hand wrap itself around my own dick, followed soon by some lips and a wet tongue. I gasped and buried my own tongue further into my wife's cunt. I knew that it had to be Natalie swallowing my hard meat and it felt so good to have my friend slamming his dick into my arse as his girlfriend sucked me off.

"Ohh Natalie, wow you look hot like that," Gina gasped as I flicked my tongue over her clit, "sucking on my pretty wife's sweet cock!"

"Oh yes, she does," Mark replied, as he slammed his dick into my arse, pushing my own dick up into his girlfriend's mouth, "This is a pretty amazing new way to fuck you, honey, through fucking Rachel's tight arse!"

"Mmmm, ahhhh," Gina continued to moan, obviously very turned on by watching her friend sucking off her husband while her husband was dressed in sexy stockings and lingerie, licking her pussy, "Ohhh, I'm nearly there. Keep it up, baby. Eat my pussy, Rachel. Fuck me with your tongue. OOHHH, yes, that's it," her body writhed on top of me, pushing her wet pussy further over my mouth, desperate to reach her climax, "Oh God, here it comes, baby. Don't stop! Oh ohhh, OHHHH!!!"

And with that her orgasm shook all through her body for several minutes, all the while I continued to lick her juices from her pussy as she continued to writhe on top of me. It was a very sexy sight, me lying on my back in my sexy purple babydoll, my face made up like a pretty girl, watching my hot wife as she sat on me, looking up at her fine breasts, pushed up by her tight bra, watching her curvy body alive and humming with her moment of incredible ecstasy, a moment brought about by my tongue, and a little by the turn on of using her big rubber strap-on to dominate both my arse and Natalie's pussy.

Finally finishing her wild, moaning and screaming climax, Gina moved from her position sat astride my face, allowing me a view of Natalie, her tall, beautiful body completely naked, crouched over and letting my cock slip in and out of her mouth as Mark fucked my arse. Gina now moved to a position crouched over me from the other side. Natalie looked up and smiled at her, letting my cock out of her mouth. Leaning across my body, the two gorgeous women shared a kiss above my cock which stuck right up from my sheer babydoll. Both women wrapped a hand down my shaft and began to stroke it, jerking me off, bringing me ever closer to my own climax, as they took it in turns to kiss, lick and suck the head of it.

"Oh God, oh yes!" I gasped and moaned, as the two women shared my cock and my body was still rocked by the hard shafting of my best friend's thick, hard meat, "You guys sure do know how to make a new bride feel special!"

"Well, a new bride as beautiful and eager as you, deserves to feel special," Mark replied, plunging his cock into my tight arse, making the thrill of electric sensations run through my whole body, "That's the best wedding present we could think to give you!"

"Oh thank you," I sighed as he slid his cock in and out of me again, "Thank you. Oh my God, thank you!"

I felt my body quiver with anticipation, I sighed and moaned and screamed. All I could say was thank you. It really was the best wedding present ever. Not just the sexy lingerie that made me feel so sensual, so like a real woman, so desperate to be fucked. No, it was this right now that was the real present. Mark and Natalie had made us into a happy married couple by bringing out our greatest fantasies and now they were helping us begin our married life with even greater pleasure. I guess that all I could do to try and thank Mark for all he had done and was doing for me is to show just how much I appreciated it. Fortunately, with his big cock ploughing into my arse, this was pretty easy. My body convulsed with pleasure as my orgasm shook right through me.

"Ohhh, this is it. Thank you, Mark. Thank you Natalie. Thank you soooo much. You're gonna make me cum!" I cried out, "OHHH GOD! Get ready girls, I'm cumming!"

A stream of warm sticky cum shot out of my cock and hit Gina in the face. Gina and Natalie continued to stroke their hands along my dick, as Mark continued to stick his cock in my arse, milking me, making me cum more and more, making me shoot my milky white juices out. Some of my cum, Natalie and Gina caught in their mouths, giving each other sexy, sticky smiles, but there was so much of it. My head was swimming with my incredible orgasm as more and more cum shot from my dick over my chest, making my brand new, sexy sheer babydoll get all sticky.

Gina and Natalie moved until they were now kneeling and leaning over my head, their faces close to mine. I could see my sticky tongue around their mouths. Gina licked her lips and pulled Natalie into a very sexy girl on girl kiss, sharing my cum between them. Both of them then opened their mouths and let the remaining cum drain from their lips down to mine, filling my throat with my own tasty, warm, salty juices. I savoured the taste of my own orgasm on my lips as my cock finally became soft again, still wobbling around as Mark shafted my arse. From the sounds of it, he was pretty close to reaching a climax of his own.

"Uhhh, mmmm, oh yeah Rachel, you look so sexy soaked in your own cum," he moaned, as he began to fuck my arse faster and harder, "Ohh, you're gonna make me cum too, Rachel, gonna make me fill that sexy arse with my hot juices!"

"Ohh yes, please, Mark," I sighed, "It's the only way I can thank you for all your wedding presents. I want you to fill me with your cum!"

He threw his head back and let out a loud moan, his toned body looking incredible as he thrust as hard and deep as he could inside me and let the warmth of his cum fill my arse. His cock continued to shoot its load up inside me for some time, before he withdrew it and spurted the rest of his cum over my exhausted, prone body, covering me with a mixture of his sticky white juices and my own, making me feel like the luckiest sexy young bride could feel. I had finally given up my body to my best friend, finally thanked him with it for what he had turned me into.

I lay back on the floor, dressed in just fishnet stockings and a cum stained babydoll, Mark's cum leaking out my arse. I basked in a warm glow of happiness as, alongside me, the people I loved most in the world, the ones I felt most grateful to, lay equally exhausted after our sexy orgy. People who say that the sex gets much worse after marriage are obviously not marrying the right people, and don't have the right friends to bring the right wedding presents. If this was just the start of my married life, I couldn't imagine all the other pleasures that awaited me as Rachel.

The following day, Gina and me were set to leave for Spain to go on our honeymoon. Mark and Natalie came to see us off at the airport.

"Hope you have lots of fun," Natalie said, with a sensual, significant smile.

"Be sure to tell us all about it when you get back," Mark smiled, making me blush once again at the thought.

Would my married life yield all the pleasure and excitement that I hoped now that Gina was happy with my role in the bedroom as sexy Rachel? And just what could two new blushing brides get up to on their honeymoon together? Find out in Chapter 7.

To be continued...

For anyone who is interested, I just started work on Chapter 7: The Honeymoon after my computer lost my first draft, so that should be along in the next month!

hoora

Awesome Rachel! Your stories are the hottest, keep them coming!

Thank you for the amazing story darling.
It remains my fantasy to be fucked by a large group of men, when dressed as a virginal, sissy, teen bride.

Hot!