Part 5.

I was driving home to see my lovely Tina. I was dressed female, with full makeup and driving in heels, my hair styled feminine with a nice fringe.

I parked and took my two items of luggage inside. I unpacked the stuff and threw the male underwear Society demands I had to have in the wash. My femme clothes I carefully placed in the drawers. My spare skirts and blouses all carefully washed and ironed I hung in Carole’s wardrobe. Under my delicate nighties was a wrapped box with a card attached. I read the card. It said to a very special girl who bought joy to my life. A. P.S. open when you are sat down with a cup of coffee. I had just switched on the kettle when I heard my door knock.  I put the box down unwrapped. Who could it be I wondered. I’ll never know if I don’t answer it. I opened the door to find Tina. She had obviously been crying, her eyes were red as if she had got soap in them.

“Come in, what’s the matter, why are you upset? Please can I help?” My questions all gushed out in one sentence.

“Oh Carole darling, I have no body to turn to, I need you to be my support. Can you help me.” Tina started to cry again.

I ushered her in and closing the door I sat her down. Sitting alongside her I held her slender fingers in mine.

She told me of the events of the last week while I was away.

She had a pain in her stomach and managed somehow to get a doctors appointment. The doc had blood tests done and rushed through, she had been called by her surgery to come in this morning. The doc told her she had cancer and it was terminal. She probably had 6 months but it could be as short as 6 weeks. We sobbed together until there were no more tears left.

“I help you through this, I resign and be your carer.” I told her.

“No you won’t resign, but if you can help me put everything in order and with my daily regime. That I will accept.” Tina replied her chest heaving from sobbing.

We cuddled into the late evening, Neither of us saying much. I was pleased to just hold her. Just before midnight Tina spoke in hushed tones.

“I think I’d better go.”

“You’re going nowhere tonight. You’re sleeping here with me and I shall cuddle you all night to keep you safe for as long as I can.” I spoke quietly.

“Oh darling you are absolutely wonderful, I hoped you’d say that. So much so that it makes my next question easier.” Tina replied.

“What question?” I asked.

“Will you marry me? because I love you so much, and it will be a pleasure to be able to repay your total kindness and care. I realise you I will make you a widower, or widow if you prefer. Please say yes.” Tina’s eyes were welling with tears. So were mine.

“Absolutely, yes there is no question about it. Other than what do we need and is it to be a white wedding.” I asked feeling totally elated.

“You can wear a wedding dress if you want, I wear a trouser suit. Or the other way round if you prefer.” She began to smile.

“Why don’t we both wear wedding dresses?” I suggested.

“Brilliant idea. Let’s hit the bridal shops tomorrow, today? I’m paying.” Tina spoke after glancing at the clock and it was now 12:35 am.

“Shall we have a hot drink before we go to bed?” I suggested.

In the kitchen Tina said.”What’s in the box?”

I’d forgotten about the parcel Angela had slipped into my luggage. I opened it and inside were a pair of tear drop breast forms.

“Oh they are beautiful, try them in your bra my sweet. They will be fabulous while we shop for our dresses later.” Tina was cheering up although her future wasn’t good.

Taking off my blouse I removed my falsies.

“You’ll have to remove your bra darling and it might be easier it you lay down.” Tina instructed me.

In my bedroom I removed my bra and laid on my bed. Tina had carried the box through and removed a silicone boob and sprayed the back. She then carefully positioned on my hairless chest. Taking the second boob and giving it a spray, once again ensuring it was also positioned right. Picking up the instructions she told me to lay still for 10 minutes.

“I’ll make us two coffees then if I can borrow one of your nighties we can snuggle together.”

She returned with two steaming cups. Placing them on the bedside table. Tina then proceeded to remove her clothes. She certainly knew how to tease. Reaching behind her back she unclipped her skirt then unzipped it. She wriggled it slowly to the floor. The cuffs of her blouse followed then  the buttons were next that followed her skirt. Tina turned away from me and bent at the waist showing her beautiful bottom clad in her white lace trimmed waist slip. She picked up her skirt and blouse laying them on a chair. She lifted her slip giving me a sexy glimpse of her lace stroking tops. She lowered her slip before hooking her fingers in the waist band and began to extremely seductively ease it over her hips. The waist band of her panties was now visible. She stepped out of her slip which joint her skirt and blouse. Her camisole joined with the others. Now Tina stood before me clad in a very pretty lace up bra and matching panties with tan lace top hold up stockings

“Looks like I’ve aroused an interest in my bride to be.” Tina was smiling as she spoke. She reached behind her back and unclipped her bra holding it over her breasts before it fell away. Still teasing me she first flashed one then the other pink rubbery nipples. She allowed her bra to release her gorgeous breasts for my gaze of delight. Her slender fingers slipped into the waist band of her panties and tantalisingly eased them down over her hips. The rise of her pubic mound was first, then the delicate glimpse of her cock that was starting to erect and would expose her smooth pussy lips waiting for me to part with my tongue or cock. She leant forward and began to run her hands up my nylon clad legs and under my slip and skirt. Her hands continued up to discover my suspender clips and stocking tops. Further up she encountered her first and only barrier, my straining to contain my rapidly growing engorged with blood, panties. Running her nimble fingers over my hardness she could feel the seepage of my pre-cum through the diaphanous material.

“Feels these need removing.” Tina huskily breathed.

“Oh please take them off.” I gasped.

Tina took hold of my panties and pulled as I lifted my hips. They were soon on the floor, destination laundry hamper. Now with my hips still raised, she pushed my skirt and slip up. She took gentle hold of me and stroked up and down causing more of my juices to seep from me.

“Oh I missed my friend, such a beauty. Now shall I suck her or will impale myself? Tina quizzed.

“You choose, but you better make decision quick or you might get a facial. I’m so close to cumming.” I was breathing heavily now.

Tina made the decision and she crawled up the bed and impaled herself on me. Squeezing her pussy muscles, bouncing up and down she held me at the brink of my orgasm. Leaning forward as she rode me, she rested her hands on my new falsies.

“Mmmm they feel good.” Tina uttered as she thumbed the false nipples.

“Aah, ooh, Mmmm, oh yes, yes, yes ooh oh, I’m cumming. What did you do to my new boobs?” I asked as I slowed down from my cum.

“Just this.” Tina replied. As she once again thumbed the false nipples.

“Aah, yes oh yes, that’s fantastic.” It was as if she was tweaking my own nipples.

“Mmmm, perhaps I should rub them again, you’re still hard inside me.” Tina purred as she continued her movements.

I reached up to cup Tina’s breasts and began the same treatment. She tilted her head back at the pleasure. I could feel her cock twitching as thumbed her nipples.

“Oh aah, if you keep that up you’re going to make me cum. Slow  or I’ll cuuuuuuuuuuum. Her cream spurted over my tummy, bunched up skirt and slip, also on my suspender belt.

As Tina contracted her silky pussy muscles and her treatment of my silicon nipples I had another orgasm, not as big as the first. Now my wife to be had even more of my cream inside her gorgeous love tunnel. Tina rolled sideways and lay on her back. I moved down the bed and began cleaning her cock then her pussy, inserting my tongue to try to reach as much of my cream as possible.

I couldn’t reach all of our combined juices, but with some gentle squeezing of her internal pussy muscles, Tina managed to expel some more.

“I think we should get some sleep if we want to shop tomorrow darling.” Tina suggested.

Removing my remaining clothes I stood as naked as Tina, I took a couple of babydoll nighties with matching sheer panties. It felt fantastic wearing a nightie without my stuffed bra. We returned to the bed and crawled on together I cuddled her,  our breasts pressed against each other, the sensation as my nipples pressed against her was incredible. We did manage to sleep. In the morning when we woke we managed to keep our hands off each other.

While Tina showered I prepared some breakfast, after eating I showered and joined Tina where she replaced her bra and applied basic makeup from my dressing table. Slightly different colours than she normally used, but it suited her complexion.

“Can I borrow some undies my love?” She asked.

“Of course, bra’s top drawer, stockings and suspender belts middle and panties bottom drawer.” I answered

“Obvious really.” Tina chuckled.

She took out one of my first purchase suspender belts and a pair of stockings in the drawer underneath she picked a pair of panties that matched the suspender belt. I do like co-ordinating my lingerie. Picking out the panties she had bent at the waist. Her two love tunnels clearly visible as was her cock peeping between her legs. My darling minx knew exactly what she was displaying to me, hopefully to get a reaction. Well it worked.

Walking up behind Tina, I nudged her pussy lips with my mushroom head rubbing it up and down.

“Oh you randy naughty girl.” Tina said.

“It’s your fault for having such a gorgeous pussy and having glisten waiting to be penetrated.” I replied.

“Then penetrate it darling and unload your baby juice in it. Then can get ready to go and try on wedding dresses.” Tina told me firmly.

From my position it didn’t take long, holding on to her smooth hips I was soon filling her with my “baby juice”. We cleaned ourselves and I chose a white bra to contain my new breasts.

“You can’t wear that bra you need a strapless one.” She informed me.

“I don’t have one.” I answered.

“Yes you do, it’s the basque you bought last week, the straps are removable.” Tina was right.

She helped me fit the basque and remove the straps. Then pulling the basque tighter she narrowed my waist by about an inch . She assisted me in attaching my tan sheer stockings and a snug pair of panties to keep me tucked away. I chose a mid thigh skirt with lining and a white satin blouse. I applied my  makeup and brushed my hair. Slipping on some 2 inch block heels we were ready. Picking up the skirt that had cum stains on it along with the jacket we decided to drop it in at the cleaners. Tina called in her home briefly to change her skirt and top to a different skirt and blouse.

In the dry cleaners I laid the skirt on the counter to show the stains. Just then there was a load noise in the back. The shop lady didn’t hear what said about the stain and said.

“Come again.”

“Yes sorry.” and we left with the collection ticket, giggling as we went.

In the first dress shop we were not impressed with their selection and thanked them for the time. The next shop had less choice but exactly what we were looking for.

“You go first.” Tina whispered in my ear.

Behind the curtain I shed my skirt and blouse. The assistant helped me step into the dress after admiring my undies. She zipped me up telling me I’d need at least a 3 inch of more heels.

I returned to Tina who gasped at me as I displayed and twirled for her. Tina then took her turn and  twirled for me. We or should I say Tina agreed the price, and paid on her card. We were just about to leave after agreeing the collection date.  When the assistant uttered.

“I think you two girls are extremely brave having a civil ceremony.”

“Oh we are having a perfectly legal marriage, as one of us is male. Just prefers female clothing and styles.” Tina replied.

We left her open mouthed. We did a bit more shopping, as only girls can. It was a nice day. We sat in Tina’s back garden, it was at least twice as big as mine. Just drinking tea or coffee soaking up the sun, sun block applied, that was the fun bit. And I don’t think it will getting a tan very soon. Sunday was uneventful or though our loving and love for each other wasn’t. Monday came far too soon and I had to return to work, in male outer clothes, my hair tied back in a male pony tail. Underneath was my lovely panties and by rolling the waist band of my shortest slip I was able to wear it under my trousers. Many of the women noticed my shaped eyebrows, not overly femme, but girly enough. I continued in the same way for the week.

On Wednesday I arrived home to find Tina slightly tearful. I asked her what the problem was. She replied she had been unable to find anyone available to marry us.

“Then we will get a solicitor to draw up our own marriage vows to be legal.” I suggested.

“I should pull myself together, our dresses are being delivered tonight.” Tina told me.

“I had better change.” I said.

Unfortunately our door bell sounded. ‘Oh sugar’ I thought.

“I’ll get it while you repair your eye makeup.” I offered.

I opened the door to see a lady carrying our dresses.

“Can I come in? I don’t want to put these down.” She asked.

I stood back to allow her in. She found a coat hook and hung them.

“Are the two ladies who are going to be wearing these here?” She asked.

“We are.” Tina announced as she returned.

“I’ll go and change into Carole.” I whispered to Tina.

When I returned I had done basic makeup and brushed my hair. I wore a white suspender waspie, white panties and tan sheer stockings. I also had a white bra with my old falsies snuggled into the cups. I didn’t have time to fix the silicon breasts in place. Or spend time tucking myself in. Over the top I slipped a maroon wrap around dress with a tie belt.

“Ah Carole this is Mrs Brideworthy.” Tina winked as she spoke.

“Mrs Brideworthy, that’s a very appropriate name.” I held out my hand to take hers.

“Oh call me Collette please.” She spoke softly. “Right who wants to try their dress on first?” She added.

Her question brought tears to Tina’s eyes.

“What is the matter, you haven’t been jilted have you? Because.” Collette started to say.

“Oh no, it’s not like that at all, it’s I’m having a problem trying to find a vicar or registrar to marry us.” Tina spoke as if she was about to cry.

“I think I can help you with that, I have a very good friend who is a registrar. I could ring her and ask if she can help.” Collette offered.

“That would be fantastic .” We chorused.

“What, oh of course, you two. That’s wonderful.” Collette uttered.

Tina stepped forward and hugged her then she kissed her full on her mouth. I followed Tina’s lead and also hugged and kissed Collette. I felt Colette’s tongue pressing against my lips so opened them and allowed her access to my tongue. We parted our kiss. Collette was breathing heavily her chest was rising and falling as she tried to steady her breathing.

“Oh I’m sorry, I don’t normally do that with my clients, but there is something about you two that I find exciting.” Collette gasped.

“Let’s try on the dresses.” Tina suggested.

We adjourned to the bedroom with Collette carrying both dresses. She hung them over the wardrobe door that had a full length mirror.

Tina removed her blouse and skirt along with her waist slip.

“Mmmm very nice undies Tina. I do have some very nice wedding lingerie, but what you’re wearing looks perfect, except you’ll might need white stockings with lace tops. Also you’ll need perhaps a blue frilly garter band.” Collette suggested.

Taking the dress chosen by Tina, Collette unzipped it and held it open for her to step into. Aiding her with the arms and then zipping it up. Next she knelt down and began adjusting the under skirts. Her head firmly under. Tina jumped and smiled indicating to me events were happening under her dress.

“Oh Collette you are doing wonderful things to me, you naughty girl. Just don’t stop.” Tina told her loud enough for us both to hear.

Collette crawled from under her dress and looking Tina in the eyes breathed heavily as she spoke.

“Please let’s take the dress off, we don’t want it creased.”

With the dress rehung Collette removed her skirt and blouse. Her camisole and slip next. She lay back on our bed and almost demanded.

“I want to eat your pussy.”

Tina removed her bikini panties and crawled over Collette’s chest and settled her damp pussy on Collette’s open mouth. It made it impossible for Collette to say anything. Tina gasped. I guessed Collette’s tongue searching out her clitoris which I knew would push Tina into one of several orgasms as it was stimulated by Collette’s tongue.

Tina was balanced on her knees her naked bottom resting on Collette’s ample bosom. I was at a bit of a loss till I noticed a spreading dampness appearing in Collette’s black panties. Mmmm, I want some of that juice I thought. I leant over between Collette’s legs and eased her panties slowly down past the top of her hold up stockings. Adjusting my position they were soon off and beheld a leaking pussy, her lips glistening with her juices. I leant forward and ran my tongue over the lips tasting the juice. Mmmm something was different, it didn’t taste like Tina’s cum and I’d tasted lots of that but it did taste and had a similar feel on my tongue of pre-cum. That was when my fingers on her hips felt the ridge of something else and it was not flesh. I realised Collette was wearing a gaffe in the style of a panty girdle with an artificial pussy. It was somehow connected to whatever was producing her juices. My fingers moved slowly up until I found a similar ridge further up her hips. Easing my fingers into the waist band I started to roll it down. Collette wriggled possibly trying to stop me. With Tina sat on her chest holding her down and I was between her legs. Collette relented. The gaffe soon rested around her upper thighs. Her semi erect cock leaking her pre-cum. Now that was the answer to my unasked question. I adjusted my position and took the tip of Collette’s cock between my lips. Licking as much of her pre-cum as I could. She was producing a lot. As I licked she got harder and grew in size. I cupped her cum sacs as I sucked. I could hear her muffled moans of pleasure. My own cock was pressed against the bed, I moved my knees to release some pressure.

“Can we form a triangle please?” I asked almost begging to get my own cock some treatment. It wasn’t long before I was being sucked by Collette, Tina was sucking Collette and I was sucking Tina’s cock and licking her pussy.

“O M G. This is the best sex.”

“Oh we have not finished yet.” Tina told her.

All Collette could manage was a garbled. “Give it to me.”

Collette orgasmed first and Tina swallowed it all.  It was my turn. My spine tingled announcing my impending cum.

We all three collapsed onto our bed spent. Looking at Tina’s crotch then mine her eyes up to my bra covered falsies then over to Tina’s breasts that were heaving as she breathed.

It was probably 20 or so minutes before Collette spoke.

“You are the sexiest girls I know, and I’d love a repeat performance. She went on to tell us that she was married once, but her wife just disappeared. She took money from our account and left a note saying she was leaving. I missed her. I took over running her bridal shop. But business was almost nonexistent. I dreamed up the idea it was because I was male trying to advise young girls and their mothers to buy my dresses. One morning I decided to dress in my ex’s clothes, after a couple of weeks or so, word got around there was a new woman running the shop and business picked up. So much so she took on a assistant. She was a little rough and gruff to start. But after a while she smoothed the rough edges, became more refined. Now she is a wonderful addition to my business.”

“We couldn’t agree more. She was perfect when we chose our dresses.

“ Unfortunately I need to go, but can I come back to speak with you two again?” Collette asked.

“Of course anytime.” We chorused.

“Brilliant, not tomorrow. What about the next evening about 6:30 to 7:00. I’ll bring some wedding items that you might like and food. Chinese or Indian? She asked. We both agreed on Chinese.

“Would you like help fitting your gaffe before you leave?” I asked with a grin.

“Better not, I’ll just wear my panties home. A little tent in my skirt won’t show in the car.” Collette answered.

“Try an A-line skirt then you won’t have to wear it.” Tina suggested

“Mmmm, I’ll think on that.” Collette replied. Then kissed us both.

TvCarole.

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(.Y.)

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