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So there I was, a week later, standing outside and waiting to be let into the studio and when Dee opened the door I was stunned. She looked gorgeous and very alluring in a plain white blouse through which I could see a very brief red silk bra the colour of which matched the red PVC mini skirt and PVC bolero jacket that she wore and these in turn were complimented by her red lipstick. A wide black belt and black thigh-high PVC boots over sheer black stockings completed the ensemble.Dee was clearly pleased with my reaction and said, “I wanted to turn you on before we got started.””You certainly do that,” I said as we embraced, and as we did so I slid my hand up the back of her stocking-clad thigh and caressed her panty-clad bum.”Not so fast, we’ve got work to do first.””I know,” I said as I disengaged, myself and then decided I would put on a performance for Dee by way of a small retaliation for her sexiness. So, instead of going into the changing room, I slipped out of my male clothes in the studio knowing that Dee could watch me reveal myself. I wasn’t wearing anything special, just black sheer stockings clipped to a black garter belt, sheer bikini panties and a matching bra. By the time I had finished undressing, Dee was certainly interested in the way bahis şirketleri her mini skirt projected forward was a clue.We went over to the wardrobe to sort out which dresses or fantasy costumes I would be wearing for the session and as we did this Dee began to tell me further of her early adventures.-So this is how Dee’s story continues.-Annie couldn’t make it the next day. So I went over to Sandy’s place alone. When she let me in, she told me she had a photographic project she wanted to complete and she hoped I would help her, to which I agreed without even knowing what I was going to be asked to do.”It’s quite simple,” she said, “I want to do a series of pictures of some newlyweds on their first night together. You know, they start in their wedding clothes and slowly undress each other until they reach the ultimate moment,””And you want us to be the newlyweds.””That’s it.””And we get to the ultimate moment?””Of course.””Sounds good to me.”I rather liked the idea of what Sandy was proposing, even the business of being photographed but her next comment surprised me and really got me going.”Oh, but the one difference in this project is that I want to be the groom and for you to be the bride.””The bride!”Sandy looked at me, then said, “You don’t bahis firmaları mind, do you? You looked so cute when you wore that maid’s dress at Annie’s that I thought you would be game to do this.”I suddenly realised that I was so turned on by the prospect of being a sexy bride that I simply nodded my assent for fear that my voice might betray my excitement.”Goody,” said Sandy and, taking my hand, she led me upstairs to a very large bedroom where our respective clothes were laid out on the bed and a camera stood ready on a tripod.My outfit was really quite sexy, being a full satin skirt with a separate top. My undies consisted of a white satin basque, that Sandy made sure was tight enough to give me a girlish figure, satin suspenders with sheer white stockings and a pair of sheer silk French knickers with a matching bra and, of course, a veil. Sandy was dressed in a traditional manner, but I noticed a definite bulge at the front of her trousers.The long mirror next to the tripod gave us a delightful view of our selves as we posed for the camera and Sandy pressed the remote trigger for each shot.We began with her lifting my veil and gently kissing me, but it did not take long before we were both semi-naked. Sandy’s shirt was open and, although kaçak bahis siteleri it hid her small breasts, the strap-on was clearly seen to be pushing the front of her boy briefs to their limit. She really looked as if she had a stunning cock hidden in her underpants.At the same time I stood in a puddle of satin dress, my stocking-clad legs and white suspender belt leading ones eyes to the equally large bulge in my flimsy knickers.I have to admit at this point I was really enjoying myself and was deliberately posing as provocatively as I could. Sandy could easily see the outline of my stiff cock against the thin silk of my French knickers, especially as I was thrusting my pelvis forward to try and accentuate the size.”I’ve never come across such a horny bride,” she whispered in my ear, as she took another picture. Her free hand was stroking my bum through my knickers, even as she operated the camera remote. The feeling of the silky material against my skin turned me on even more.”What about the horny groom,” I replied, as I slid my hand inside the front of her briefs and grasped her erection that I began to caress. She did nothing to stop me, simply slipped her hand into my knickers and began to rub her fingers up and down the valley between my bum cheeks and as I pressed back she pressed a finger into my orifice and timed her probing to match the rhythm of my handling of her strap-on.I was barely conscious of the still working camera.We kissed passionately, our tongues intertwining.
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