Dream Bride Tranny

There was another look of horror as Kirsten realised I was wearing her negligee.

"Where did you get that? That is for my husband when we go to bed tonight. Have you been in my bedroom," she asked question after question.

Miss Anne offered the explanation. "Your cousin Avril thought your Uncle Yano would look gorgeous in it and love to have his photo taken for passing around the guests if the kinky little bride didn't join in the fun, so hurry up and get gobbling him."

Kirsten wrestled and rustled her magnificent and voluptuous gown as she eased onto the couch realising, like always, that her arguments would be futile, that they would never succeed. Immediately I felt the sensation of masses of tulle and satin playing across my nakedness as I sat there with the negligee raised to my chin. Miss Anne prolonged the proceedings by having Kirsten pose with my cock in a number of sexy positions until she was licking it through her veil. Then she began filling her mouth, each inch recorded, her lace gloved hand feeding my dick to her eager tongue, Kirsten was getting into the mood.

We then moved to the bedroom and ended with the bride sprawled across the bed, her gown and veil a twisted mass around her as I stood on the floor offering her my cock, begging her to suck me off. Just as she drew my shaft to her lips Miss Anne cruelly intervened.

"Kinky old fool, the gorgeous young bride doesn't really want her perverted old Uncle on her wedding day. She wants her young husband or.....or perhaps her lesbian cousin," and Avril was signalled to climb onto the bed and raise her midnight blue satin bridesmaids gown. I was ordered to remove her panties and step into them myself as I watched Kirsten readjust her position to allow her unhindered access to her cousin's pussy. More photos were taken and I was captured using the frill of the bridal gown train as I masturbated to the two girls before me, my dick escaping from the tiny white satin panties around me, the negligee now discarded.