The Virgin Tranny & the Bride

“Make me cum darling, I’m your kinky whore. Make me cum and then fill me with yours. I want to feel the cock of my kinky bride spurting into me.”

Seconds later I was drinking her hot juices as greedily as ever, I loved her taste.

Then a few minutes later Margaret steered my erection from under all the layers into her pulsating pussy. She disappeared as she had me hold layer after layer until she found her way to my mini petticoat and my seeping cock. She sucked the pre cum from it and then manoeuvred me towards her. We coupled up. I gasped as I glided home and eventually found Margaret as we each adjusted the bridal gown. We gazed at each other and just stood there absorbing the pleasure we were receiving, kissing, tongues in each other’s throat but very little movement otherwise. My cock was fully into her and I took a few seconds to look around in the very dim light. I felt we were being watched but with the garage recessed off the street and a small bush overhanging from the garden I was only able to see a short distance into the darkened street. Was it my imagination or wishful thinking? There was no way I could describe what had happened to me on that birthday and have my friends believe me if it ever came to sexual boasts except by being caught.

I relaxed and began fucking Margaret caressing her naked body with my gown as I did so, just like she was doing to me.

“I’ve really enjoyed myself tonight. You have given me a new life and I want to do this again tomorrow night and the night after and the night after that too. I really mean it and really mean that you can wear any of my clothes that you like as a thank you.”

Margaret had to talk louder, the rustling noise of the gown increasing as I pumped into her. We began to talk over each other as my orgasm grew despite trying hard to hold it back. Margaret was telling me how much she loved me and I was telling her again how much I loved being her kinky bride. Then she erupted. I had made her orgasm before me. She began to give me orders.

“Cum now please, you must cum now. Fuck me, fuck me please. I’m your kinky bride and you must fuck me. I want your cum.”

I began to jettison my cream into her as I clung on around her neck, my head buried in the hem of my bridal gown and petticoats, my breathing completely erratic as I tried to tell her how fantastic I felt as her transvestite bride.

My??th birthday had been most memorable.

Look back in a few weeks time and I will tell you how Robert and Margaret got caught.