Dream Bride Tranny Ch. 01
Keywords: 01, Ch., Dream, Bride, Tranny,
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"The KBG is a bisexual organisation where the petticoat and the bridal gown, the ultimate feminine garments, are featured and available to transvestites and helping genetic girls alike.
I have been a stud at the KBG for many years performing in numerous sexual encounters, both private and public.
There are times when I become a 'victim' of KBG practices and have to write about my own sexploits. This is one of them."
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My niece Avril and I rushed along the ground floor corridor of the hotel and made sure none of our relatives were watching us as we disappeared into the room.
Inside, we were met by Miss Anne of the Kinky Brides Group, who immediately ordered Avril to strip me naked.
"Please, not today," I begged, but to no avail.
"Just another opportunity for us to renew the insurance policy and make sure that you remain with the KBG for a little while longer," Miss Anne explained as Phil the photographer and Vic the Video entered the sitting room of the bridal suite to witness, with their cameras, my demands to be sucked off by Avril.
Like the good girl that she is, she obeyed and dropped to her knees and plied her tongue along my stiffening shaft.
I had particularly requested that the KBG remain out of sight on this day but it was too much to expect.
"I need a drink," I hinted, looking at the mini bar.
Instead Miss Anne ordered Avril to go to the bar and get me something nice. She left the room and I was ordered to slip into a white chiffon baby doll adorned with tiny pink bows.
"That will be nice for Avril to see her Uncle Yano being his usual kinky self," Miss Anne scoffed as Phil took a few shots of me teasing my dick with the sexy garment.
A knock on the door brought the session to an end and it was opened to let Avril in. But, she was not alone.
"Please don't do this to me today of all days," pleaded my 19 year old niece Kirsten. Please don't make me do anything with Uncle Yano today. This is my wedding day and surely you can respect me enough to grant me some time to be with my family and my new husband."
"Of course we want you to enjoy your 'big day'," replied Anne, "But we just want some extra special wedding day shots with Uncle Yano. Now if you are really quick no one will notice you are missing from your reception. So, I suggest you climb onto the bed and lift up your negligee, that Uncle Yano has borrowed to keep his cock nice and big for you, and start sucking on his shaft."
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.
"Alright Uncle Yano, time for you to join in again," came the instruction from Miss Anne and I climbed onto the bed and began piling the massive bridal gown onto the brides back until I had cleared a path to her panties and her pussy.
Eventually I eased the fourteenth layer upwards to expose Kirsten's gorgeous and shapely ass. The first time we were filmed together was soon after her eighteenth birthday and the last time we had been filmed together, the week after her nineteenth birthday, I was encouraged to munch hungrily on her ass, to ease my tongue into her rosebud and lubricate her ready for the force of my dick as we performed our first anal - on a double-decker bus, not on the street but at the business premises of one of the KBG members.
Once again I was licking her ass, the ass of the gorgeous bride on her actual wedding day, alternating between there and her sweet and tasty cunny as Kirsten herself licked her cousin's equally tasty pussy. When I was told to give her a good fucking before she went to perform the bridal waltz with her husband, I was waiting for the condom, but none was forthcoming, only another KBG stunner.
"How can a bride get pregnant if you wear a condom," began Miss Anne as Kirsten stopped and looked at us via the mirror on the wall beside the bed, worry written all over her stunning face.
"I don't want a baby just yet, please don't make me pregnant," Kirsten begged as I gently dipped my fingers into her cunt, wet and slippery despite her concerns about her husband and also the possibility of getting pregnant.
Anne ignored the plea and continued to instruct.
"Alright Kirsten, this is going to be tough for you, especially on your wedding day."
There was a pause just to let Kirsten consider what she was doing with another man on such an important day, before Miss Anne continued.
"We don't want the video to look like the bride is being raped but, instead, that you are so very eager to feel your Uncles big cock deep inside you again. Just stretch one of your arms through between your legs and your gown and grab hold of his cock and offer it to your cunt and then help ease him in deeper as you beg him to fuck you. You know how much better he is than your new husband will ever be."
Anne was piling on the agony for Kirsten and I really felt like saying something but knew better not to. Kirsten remained silent, so Anne instead, turned on me.
"Alright then Uncle, let me see that tongue working hard, let the cameras in under the petticoats too, to get a good view of your willingness to eat anything just to please your kinky niece. Soon the whole World will be getting to see your eagerness to lick ass, because that's what we will do if she continues with her silence. Do you hear that Kirsten? We are going to publish a nice photo of Uncle Yano, burrowing under your bridal gown, eager to munch your ass - if you don't speak up and beg him to fuck you good and hard."
Kirsten continued her silence, I really thought my time had come and I knew for sure that I would be publicised as a kinky old man with his young niece, I'd seen it done numerous times before with other KBG members
I looked into the mirror. I could hear her sniffle and saw Kirsten wipe away tears with the aid of a tissue from Avril.
There was no sympathy from Miss Anne or the camera crews - they kept going.
"Don't give me crocodile tears again Kirsten," cried Miss Anne, somewhat agitated. "I'll give you five seconds to respond one way or the other."
"Five," she began. "Maybe if you lick her pussy a bit more she will respond quicker.
"Four."
"Don't make her do it if she doesn't want to," I remarked, breaking my silence at last.
"Three," Miss Anne went on unimpressed by my request. I tried again.
"Two." I was angry. "For fuck's sake it is her wedding day, let her be. Do what you want with me," I raised my head from the masses of tulle and satin.
"One."
A hand appeared from between Kirsten's legs and grabbed for my cock. She began to tease my shaft along the lips of her pussy, easing herself open in silence.
The counting stopped and there was absolute silence for a few moments.
Then quietly Kirsten uttered her first few words of encouragement.
"Fuck me Uncle Yano. I'm a kinky bride, just a little slut and I want you to fuck me," Kirsten began in a whisper. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," she was wet and her excitement and volume grew immediately. "Push your big cock right into me, let me feel you deep inside me."
As Kirsten's words got louder she eased open her cunt with my cock and slipped me into her. This was unbelievable, her husband would be drinking and socialising with her family and my family at the bar as I fucked his bride of only three hours, in a room a few doors away.
In fact Kirsten and I had quite an unbelievable relationship. Ever since our first enforced sexual encounter (We Have Ways of Making You Stay - Incest) we had developed quite a bond and quite often met for a chat. Very often that chat turned to sex on the way home. The demure little girl soon began to dress rather provocatively at our meetings and enjoyed seeing other people watching her, watching us even. The KBG had taught her how to perform in front of an audience and Kirsten was eager to try new ideas, different outdoor locations, different positions, and then take them home to her fiancé Richard whom she said she was educating in sexual matters.
I looked down at Avril as she fingered her own pussy inches below the gasping mouth of her cousin who was still begging me to fuck her.
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Keywords: 01, Ch., Dream, Bride, Tranny,