Blame it on the Wedding Dress Chapter 3

My breathing became faster and I felt the tip of my hard-on becoming wet. The initial sperm acted like glue inside my clothes. I closed my eyes – I even did not need the view onto Katie's and Frank's fucking to become more aroused. My legs were parted a bit to enable the free movement of my balls. Of course, this ended up in some new problems to stand still in Katie's wedding shoes. But I did not perceive the pain, even the pain in my bum diminished.

I enjoyed touching the dress and myself. I heard the sound of the layers of fabric. I felt how I started to sweat. In increased the speed of my movements.

Then it came and I exploded. I pumped my semen into the slip and crinoline. I had the impression never to have ejaculated more than this morning. I let my moaning come out loudly. I didn't take care of any person in the bed room. I ignored the repeated flashes of the digicam. I experienced my excitement and I enjoyed it like never before.

It took me some minutes to calm down again. Heavily breathing I opened my eyes again and looked at Katie and Frank on the bed who had changed positions. Katie was now on her all fours, Frank was taking her from behind. Katie still took care that her night gown covered as much as possible of her. Her face was not far away from me.

"Did you enjoy it, little girlie-brother?", she asked superfluously. She also had pearls of sweat on her forehead.

"Don't tell me that you did not noticed that", a replied back.

"I want to hear your mouth saying it."

"Yes, I really enjoyed it."

I started to notice that cold sperm was starting to find its way down the slip.

"Would you like to have that more often?" she asked.

I was not really sure what to answer. Of course, I would love to use the dress to fulfill my desires. But I did not want to repeat such a punishment show in front of the newly-wed couple.

"Tell me? If so, I'll have a surprise for you.", Katie said and moaned because of an especially heavy punch of Frank's penis.