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Click hereDave and Linda just left on their honeymoon. They had asked me to house sit, so I stopped by after work to check on their place.
There was a note on the counter. It said, " Hey buddy, make yourself at home, our house is yours. Love, Dave & Linda"
I opened up the liquor cabinet and poured a shot of tequila, downed it fast, poured another.
With the full shot in my hand, I walked around the house.
I peaked in the spare bedroom that was filled with wedding gifts.
I stuck my head and Dave's office, same old Dave.
I walked down the hall to the master bedroom, The bed was neatly made, and just begging for someone to dive on top of it.
I kicked off my shoes, drank the shot of tequila, and then flopped down on the bed in a big swan dive.
I was laying there, enjoying the comfort. Then I saw it.
Linda's wedding dress laid out on the chair. But right next to it in a pile on the floor next to her heels, was a mound of delicates.
I could see, her white stockings, a bunch of lace, a bunch of satin, I quickly jumped up. I had to check it out.
Linda's lingerie was lying there, exactly how she had taken it off.
I picked up the first piece. Or I should say the last piece she took off, white shiny satin fullback panties.
I held them up. Delicate lace around the edges of the leg openings and around the waistband little white bows decorating them.
I looked down at the double satin gusset crotch. It was crusty, scrunched together, and slightly stained all over it.
I brought them up to my nose. They were stiff with dried cum. Linda's cum. Her pussy must have been wet the whole wedding and reception.
I remember how tipsy she was at the reception when I danced with her.
When I was whispering in her ear talking to her while we danced, my breath was tickling the side of her neck and she was giggling and her pussy was leaking.
With my hand on her satin covered back, I pulled her close as I could squishing her luscious satin covered breast into my chest as we talked and danced.
All of that attention from all the men dancing with her, must've had her pussy soaking wet, flooding her satin panties.
I inhaled the crusty dried smell of her pussy. I wadded the crotch up and stuffed it into my mouth, sucking and licking the satin reactivating her dried pussy juice.
With a mouthful of panties, I reached down picking up the satin and lace white garter belt with lace covered elastic straps. Still attached to the stockings.
Underneath was her strapless, satin and lace white bra with the same tiny little bows from the panties, decorating the edges of the bra.
I brought the pile over to the bed. Dropped my pants, took off my shirt and rubbed the lingerie all over my chest and my hard cock.
I couldn't resist, I decided to put the panties on.
I stepped into the leg openings feeling the wetness of the satin crotch tickling my legs as I pulled them up. The fit was pretty nice. They were tight, hugging my hard on, pushing it into my belly as I pulled them up to my waist.
I put on the bra. Her tits were huge, so the cups were big, but it fit snuggly against my chest.
I gathered up the waistband of the garter belt and stuck my fingers in the stocking of the right leg, gathered it up and stepped my foot in, pulling it up my toes over my heel and up my leg.
I stepped in to the left side and pulled the garter belt up above the waistband of the panties, fixing the stockings and straightened the lace covered elastic straps.
I stood up and looked over at the heels. I wonder what size shoe she wore? My feet are size 8.
I stepped in the first one. It was snug wide on my toes, but it was able to press them in with the finger slip the shoe over my heel.
I did the same with the other shoe. I stood there teetering. The high heels straightening my legs out.
Looking down at my throbbing cock. I caught the sight of the garter belt and satin panties.
My eyes followed the little bows and the lace down the elastic straps to the sheer white silk stockings, that encased my smoothie hairless legs.
Yes, I'm hairless, as a closet cross-dresser I always shave everything. For one could never wear panties and stockings without being completely smooth.
I needed to see myself in the mirror. I did a sexy strut in the heels over to the full length mirrored closet doors.
I looked sexy, I looked like a blushing bride.
I quickly pulled the waistband of the panties down to the bottom of my shaft, and started stroking my cock.
Pre-cum was leaking out of the tip of my cock. I swiped it up with the tip of my finger, but didn't dare waste that little precious drop, so I started sucking my finger like it was a little tiny cock.
I was sucking my finger and fucking my mouth with it, pretending to be a cock hungry bride.
I wanted to feel the weight of the dress on my body so I could pretend I was Linda getting all of that cock attention.
I picked up the dress and stepped through the back carefully, so as not to snag anything with the heels.
The layers of satin and lace added a lot of weight to the dress, but I was able to pull it up over my hips. The bodice was snug against my rib cage, and the dress just barely covered the strapless satin bra.
Every man and woman at the wedding couldn't take their eyes off Linda's tits that were spilling out of the dress.
And at the reception, everybody kept trying to dance with her hoping her nipples would spill out of the top.
The way, the bra pressed against my hard nipples and the tightness of the dress against my sides and ribs, made it hard to breathe.
I tried to stroke my cock through the dress. I tried to gather up the bottom him, pulling it up, but it was hard to reach under.
But the way the dress felt against the garter belt and stockings and panties felt amazing so I started walking around, letting the dress sway and rub the front of my panties.
I needed another drink, my face was flushed and so was my cock.
I walked back into the kitchen to pour another shot.
When I rounded the corner of the hall and entered the dining room. I was met face-to-face with Dave's son and one of the guys from his band.
I was frozen, I stopped in my tracks. I didn't know what to do.
Dave's son Wyatt, smiled and looked at his friend. His friend was looking at me with an open mouth, licking his lips.
Dave son was supposed to be gone. He was supposed to be on a road trip with his band.
Here I was face-to-face with two six foot tall, long haired skinny 30 year olds that we're looking at me up and down as I stood there in a satin white wedding dress.
Wyatt quickly grabbed me, putting his arm around my waist, pulling me close to him and danced me around the dining room.
He danced with me spinning me around. Then he let me out of his arms holding onto my hand as I rolled out, right into his buddy's arms, who grab me and put his arm around my waist and danced with me.
Dave had told me about how he had caught Wyatt sucking off one of his bandmates in the bedroom after rehearsal one night.
Dave told me that he thought they were gay, but they always had girls with them. He always teased his son about the long hair. Especially when he saw him wearing pigtails one day.
Wyatt pulled me out of his buddies arms, and as I spun around, I bumped into him, we were face-to-face and he kissed me.
Wyatts arm was around my satin waist, pulling me tight into his chest as he kissed me hard.
His buddy was now pressing up against my back, kissing my neck and sucking on my earlobe.
I thought I was going to pass out. The buzz from the tequila the blood rushing from my head to the head of my cock had me lightheaded, and the room was spinning, even though my eyes were closed with Wyatt's tongue pressing through my lips, dancing with mine.
The boys walked me as we kissed, and hugged, down to Wyatts bedroom.
Wyatt opened the door and turned on the lights. But the room did not illuminate.
When I opened my eyes, Wyatt was pulling away from kissing me.
I could see the posters in his room were illuminated by all the black lights that were in every corner.
I looked down the dress was glowing white.
The dress was glowing, just like the yellows and the light pinks that were on the posters.
Wyatt's buddy quickly stopped, kissing my neck and slid around to my front. Stuffing his tongue down my throat.
Wyatt pulled me out of his embrace.
Wyatt was standing there. He had quickly put his hair into pigtails.
His body was dark, but he was being illuminated from the white bra and white panties that he had on.
His long, hard skinny cock was sticking about 6 inches out of the panties, and what looked to be about three more inches were still in the panties with his balls.
His buddy was unzipping the dress, and it fell to the floor, exposing my body. The black lights made my skin dark, but the glowing whiteness of the bra and garter belt, panties and stockings, made me look like I was electrified.
I stepped out of the dress and they pushed it over to the side.
I was standing there, and Wyatt dropped to the floor on his knees.
Wyatt quickly tugged on the waistband of the panties, exposing a few inches of my cock. He didn't pull them down all the way, just enough to get his mouth over top of the head of my cock.
He had reached one hand through the leg opening of the panties, grabbing my cock. And the other was rubbing and pressing the satin crotch of the panties into the crack of my ass.
I looked down and watched the pigtails bouncing as his head bobbed up and down while he sucked and tickled my cock with his tongue.
His buddy came into view and he was wearing a white satin. Teddy and his hair was in a high ponytail on the top of his head.
He dropped to his knees and they both were fighting, trying to pull my cock away from each other's mouth as they were hungry for cock.
They soon started to share my cock with each other, helping each other feeding each other.
I don't know how I was still standing, especially in heels with my head, spinning, and two mouths spinning on my cock.
Wyatt stuffed my cock into his buddy's mouth, and he latched on and started sucking hard.
Wyatt had gotten up and went over to the desk to grab something. He grabbed his friends ponytail, pulling him up with my cock, still lodged in his mouth.
His buddy back peddled himself onto the bed. My cock was wet and glistening and throbbing. I had completely forgot about coming.
His buddy was sitting on the bed, leaning back on one arm, and he had to fished his cock out from the side of his satin white teddy and was stroking it.
Wyatt was behind me and pushed me forward towards the bed, Wyatt pushed me hard and I fell forward, catching myself on my hands with my face, just inches away from the glowing white teddy and dark looking cock.
Suddenly, Wyatt pushed up against my ass, grinding his long shaft up the back of my panties. Pushing me forward.
A cock was thrust up and into my mouth. While I was being pushed forward. The cock slid easily past my lips.
I swallowed, taking the length of the shaft down the center of my tongue.
Wyatt was pantie rubbing, pantie fucking my ass. His cock was stuffed through my panties leg opening. His hot shaft was rubbing up the length of my ass cheeks. a warmth of wetness started spilling on my crack. he was coming on my ass crack.
He pulled out of my panties and the clung to his load, that was now trickling down, and soaking my satin.
A cock withdrew from my mouth. Wyatt switch places with his friend. I was now staring at a shiny wet slick cum covered dark shaft nestled by glowing white panties.
He grabbed his long shaft with both hands and smeared his cock all over my mouth, painting his left over cum onto my lips like he was applying lipstick.
I felt my panties being pulled to the side. And a cock doing the same thing to my ass, smearing cum up and down my as crack, rubbing it into my hole.
I opened my mouth and took in a few inches of cock. My asshole was opening up taking a few inches of the cock behind me.
I pushed myself backwards to get more of that cum covered cock. Rocking back and forth on my knees. All the while, kissing and teasing the cock in my mouth.
I kept rocking back and forth fucking the cock in my ass.
I started coming, filling my satin panties.
Hands gripped my hips pulling tight on my garter belt. Wyatt stood up on his knees at the same time.
Then the fucking started. Both wyatt and his friend started feverishly fucking me at both ends, hard and fast the fucked.
I had to grab Wyatts skinny long cock hard to stop him from hitting the back of my throat.
Wyatt was fucking my hand, feeding me cock, fucking my mouth fast.
The cock slipping in and out of my asshole stopped. It stopped deep, then pulled out slowly. The tip almost popped out, then I felt it unloading. Spurt after spurt oozing inside me.
Wyatt was now trying to stuff all of his cock down my throat. He unloaded his first shot, shooting it deep down my gullet.
I forced most of his cock out of my mouth, catching a mouthful of cum. He kept coming. I couldn't swallow, I couldn't hold it in either.
Cum spewed from my lips and side of my mouth, leaking down my cheeks.
Wyatt pulled free, sticky strings of cum pulled from my mouth as he withdrew.
My mouth was sore, covered with cum inside and out. My asshole was the same, hot wet cum oozing out of my hole, dribbling into my already wet cum filled panties.
I fell onto my belly. Wyatt got off the bed. He was flipping me over.
I was spent, and flopped over, laying motionless. My chest covered in a glowing white satin bra, my flat belly moving up and down as I was breathing. Cum dripping down the back of my throat as it passed through my teeth.
My cum trickling down my belly under the pretty garter belt and panties.
Wyatt grabbed my ankles lifting them up in the air, spreading my legs letting them fall back down beside his body.
He pulled me, scooting my ass to the edge of the bed. My eyes were now closed. I opened them when he started rubbing his cock on my panties rubbing the wetness onto my cock with his.
He leaned over me and started kissing me passionately. I could taste him, his cum tasted different with his tongue in my mouth.
He started kissing my neck, he was humping me through our panties. I felt his hand reach for his cock.
I felt him fishing his cock once again through the side of my wet panties. He started rubbing the tip of his cock against my cum dripping asshole.
He rubbed and rubbed and then pushed his cock deep inside me. Sliding through the slippery cum, all the way in, in one smooth long stroke.
He was still kissing my neck and I arched my back, allowing him to penetrate his bride.
His pig tails tickled me as he started his rhythm of sliding in and out of my pussy.
His bra was rubbing mine exciting my hard nipples with every motion.
I wrapped my legs around him pulling him hard into me with every thrust.
He now hovered over me. My back arched, I started stroking my cock underneath him.
My eyes closed, I wanted to cum again, the pleasure was too intense to allow me to cum. I kept stroking my cock as he made love to me.
I was whimpering the words, " fuck me baby, fuck me".
My legs still wrapped around his waist, Wyatt pulled me up, sitting me on his lap. I hugged him.
Wyatt's hand on my hips, helping me up and down on his shaft as he thrust up into my hole.
I started kissing his neck as I hugged him, tasting his sweet sweat. My lips and tongue felt the muscles tense up in his neck.
Wyatt gripped my waist tight squeezing me tight as he came.
He was coming again deep inside me. He stopped. I stopped. I leaned up grabbing his cheeks and kissed him hard.
We stayed still, both breathing heavily into each other's chest.
Wyatt laid me back down gently on his bed. He and his buddy both snuggled up against me, the three of us laid intertwined and fell asleep.
I really like reading about boys dressed as girls. This story has THREE and they are all faggots and gay for each other which I really like. Dressing like a gurl and being treated like a gurl is the fantasy of many beta bois and even the fantasy of many married whiteboys who want to be turned gay (closet husbands). Lots to like in this story: glad you became the "male-wife" on this pretend honeymoon.
Good concept but a story isn’t just a bunch of I statements. Try setting up scenes a describing the situation in a more fluid way.