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Amanda's Wedding Album Chapter 1 - The Photo Shoot Michael realized just how fortunate he was. He was one of the lucky few whose wives actually preferred them to keep their bodies hairless. She often asked him to shave his chest and legs, and he would reluctantly give in after putting up a brief fight, making it seem like it was all for her while secretly enjoying every minute of it. She had no idea that he was a closet crossdresser, and he was pretty sure that she would neither understand nor be happy about it, so he kept Amanda hidden from her throughout their six years of marriage. Ever since he was in college, Michael had a fantasy. He wanted to have a wedding album ? Amanda's wedding album. He wished he could have a professional makeup application, slip into a long white wedding dress, and have a real photographer take pictures of him as a bride. It was now about ten years since he first formed this fantasy, and it was about to come true. Michael's wife, Heather, was going to her sister Hope's baby shower in Boston. This was too far for a day trip from their home in Philadelphia, so she was going to fly up and spend a few days with Hope. As soon as he heard about her plan, Michael knew that this could be his big chance, and he immediately set out to make it happen. After several hours of research on the Internet, he settled on a photographer about 30 miles away from his home, so there would be less likelihood of someone recognizing him. He made the arrangements and scheduled an appointment for the day after Heather left, just in case her flight was delayed. It was going to cost him quite a bit - $50 for the makeup session and $400 for two hours of photos, which he was instructed to send in a money order. This amount also included a CD of all of the shots, and she would print ten photos of his choice as 5x7s, five as 8x10s, and five 11x14s. He also sent $350 for all of the clothing he would require to be a bride. Sarah, the photographer, assured him that she could find a gown for him on eBay for around $50, and the rest of it would cover his lingerie and shoes. He emailed her a list of all of his sizes, and she was going to pick up everything that he would need. That brought his total to $800, which he quickly dropped in the mail to Sarah as soon as the plans were finalized. He intended to give her another $200 as a tip if all went well, which would bring his total to an even $1000. This was not a problem for Michael, since he had saved around $2500 a little at a time over the past couple of years. About a week before his photo session, a small package arrived at Michael's office from the studio. He had given Sarah his office address and phone number in case she had to get in touch with him. He closed his office door and opened the package, where he found a note and a bottle of pink nail polish. Sarah had written: "Amanda, I'm looking forward to our photo shoot. This is the color that I will be using on your nails. Please paint your toes the morning of our appointment to start getting you in the mood for your big day. See you then! Sarah" When the day of his appointment finally came, a very nervous Michael arrived at the studio and anxiously walked in. There was a receptionist's desk, but it appeared to be unused, so he sat in one of the armchairs and waited. So far, it was a day just like any other day, except for the part where Michael painted his toes, but that was about to change. A man entered a few seconds later and greeted Michael. He returned the greeting, introducing himself and stating that he had an appointment with Sarah. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Michael. I'm David, another photographer here at the studio. I'm sure you're excited to get going, so I'll go grab Sarah so you two can start your session." Michael wondered if David knew exactly what he was there for. In less than a minute, a pretty blonde girl entered the waiting room, introducing herself with a smile as Sarah. He stood up and extended his hand, saying, "Hi, Sarah, I'm Michael." "Amanda!" she exclaimed enthusiastically. "It's so nice to finally meet you! Please, come with me and we'll get things under way." As she led him down the hall to her office, Sarah explained that as far as she was concerned, Michael dropped Amanda off at the door, and now Amanda was now about to be transformed into the bride of her dreams. Michael ? now Amanda ? was very impressed with her attitude and immediately took a liking to her. "I like to just jump right in and get to work, so the first thing we have to do is get you out of Michael's clothes and into some of your own," Sarah explained. Handing her a pair of white panties and a silky robe, Sarah said, "I have to run down the hall and take care of a few things. While I'm gone, why don't you get rid of Michael's things and slip these on." When Sarah returned a few minutes later, Amanda was waiting for her in the robe, looking more than a little nervous. "Come over here and have a seat, Amanda, so we can discuss just what we will be doing today." Sarah opened a bottle of white wine and poured a glass for each of them. They spent about fifteen minutes going over what type of pictures Sarah was going to be taking, discussing the poses and backgrounds. Sarah kept Amanda's wine glass full, and Amanda never even noticed that Sarah didn't touch her wine. When they were through, Amanda had finished about half of the bottle and was feeling much more relaxed. "Just so you know, pictures are cheap but printing them is expensive, so I'm going to take more photos today than you could ever imagine," explained Sarah. "This way, you'll have plenty to choose from for your album." "That sounds great! I just hope you find a least a couple that make me look somewhat ladylike," replied Amanda. "Oh, from what I can see already, you are going to be just fine," she answered with a knowing smile. "Now, I'd like to give you just a quick little makeover so you'll look pretty as you get dressed for the shoot." Sarah quickly and expertly applied a light coating of foundation to Amanda's face, then brushed on mascara and had Amanda pucker up for the lipstick. It was nothing too dramatic ? she was saving that for the bridal pictures. "We'll try this one for now," declared Sarah as she placed a brown wig on Amanda's head. It was straight, ending a few inches from her shoulders, and had bangs across the front. "And here's your lingerie and heels," Sarah said as she handed Amanda a few bags and a shoe box. "Would you like to change here or would you like some privacy?" she inquired. When Amanda hesitated, Sarah sensed that she was a little shy and reached out and took her arm, leading her to a door on the left side of the room. "Here, honey, why don't you go in here and change? Do you want any pictures of Amanda as she is getting ready for her bridal shoot?" Amanda replied, "I never really thought about that, Sarah. That might be nice!" "I'll tell you what. Go change into your lingerie and if at any time you want to come out, just do it and I'll take some shots," Sarah proposed. "I promise," stated Amanda as she disappeared into the changing room. Amanda removed her robe and slipped off her panties. She held up the corset and examined it closely. It was beautiful ? white satin and lace with underwire padded cups. She opened it up and put her arms through the straps, wrapping it around her slender waist. That's when she realized that the hook & eye fasteners were in the back, and she was going to need help with them. Remembering that she was now fully exposed, she slipped the lacy panties back on and nervously emerged. "Sarah, could you please give me a hand with this?" Amanda asked. "I sure will, honey, but first I have a little something else for you," she replied, holding up a pair of breast forms. "I think these will fill those cups up nicely." One at a time, Sarah peeled the backing off of the adhesive tape on the forms and pressed them to Amanda's chest. She instantly liked her new breasts. Their color was pretty close to her own skin tone, and the weight of the forms pulling on her was a new and very pleasurable sensation. Sarah held the corset up so Amanda could put her arms in, and then fastened it from top to bottom. It pulled in her tummy just an inch or two, not enough to be uncomfortable, and with the bra cups full of her new breasts, it gave Amanda a much more feminine shape. "Wow, you look great! Let me see that backside now, honey. Mmmm, girl, you have got an ass just made for panties!" Sarah teased her. "But I really think those panties are covering up a little too much." She grabbed a bag and pulled out a tiny white g-string panty, consisting of just a lacy pouch and thin elastic straps. Handing it to Amanda, she said, "Go on, put it on - don't be shy now." "Are you serious?" Amanda objected. "This will hardly cover anything!" "Sweetie, all you need to cover is the dangling part in front, and that pouch will take care of that. Now as far as your cute little butt goes, well, it seems a shame to cover any more of that than is necessary," Sarah explained. Amanda turned her back and removed her panties. When she bent over to step into the g-string, she saw the flash, and couldn't believe that Sarah had taken a picture of her bare butt! She pulled up the panties, adjusted her parts in the pouch, and started back to the dressing room. The little string running between her butt cheeks felt a little funny, but she also found it a little stimulating, and it made her walk with just a little more swing in her hips. When she reached the dressing room door, Sarah suggested, "Why don't you bring your stockings and heels out here and finish getting dressed? I'll bet I could get some really hot pictures of that." Amanda paused for just a second to think it over, and then answered, "What the heck, why not? This album is just going to be for me, so there's no use in being shy." As she retrieved the packages from the dressing room, Sarah moved a chair to middle of the room. Amanda saw this, took the hint, and sat down in the chair. She removed the rest of the items from the bags and tossed the bags off to the side. "Okay, honey, now really sex it up for me," prompted Sarah as she picked up her camera. Amanda gathered the first stocking in her hands. Leaning forward, she daintily slipped her toes in it and began to slide it up her left leg. The camera flashed. With her leg extended straight out, she proceeded until it reached just above her knee. Next, she stood up and pulled it up her thigh, stretching it tight, and then bent over and attached the garter straps. Flash! Flash! Sitting back down, Amanda bunched up the other stocking, reached down, and slid it over her foot. As she worked it up her leg, she leaned back and pointed her toes straight up toward the ceiling. Flash! She pulled the stocking tight and then stood up to attach it to the corset. Flash! Sarah handed Amanda a garter, saying with a giggle, "Don't forget this! You'll need it for the garter toss at your reception!" Laughing, Amanda slid the pretty garter up her left leg, slipped on the pretty, white three-inch pumps and with a silly grin, stood up and curtseyed for the camera. "You are just too cute for words," laughed Sarah, who was still taking pictures. "Now I think you're ready for a real makeover so we can get you into your dress. Come on over here to the makeup table, but don't even think about sneaking a peek in the mirror!" First, Amanda glued on a set of nails that extended about a quarter of an inch past Amanda's fingertips. They were the same shade of pink as the polish that Amanda received in the mail, and which decorated her toes. "Wow, these make me feel so much more feminine! I've never had my nails done before," declared Amanda as she held her hands out and admired her new nails. "I've always thought that nothing cranks up the girliness like painting your nails," Sarah replied with a little laugh. Sarah then removed Amanda's makeup and started over. She began by applying the foundation with an airbrush. It went on smooth and silky, hiding all traces of Michael's beard. For Amanda's eyes, she applied three shades of eye shadow, all variations of a rosy pink. She used the darkest one to line her upper eyelid, then the medium shade for the crease, and finally, the lightest shade for the area under her eyebrow. Sarah followed this with liquid eyeliner, and then two coats of long, lush black mascara, adding an incredible amount of volume to her lashes. Next, she applied a little blush and then traced her lips with lip liner and filled in the outline with deep pink lipstick. "Oh, this is coming out just like I knew it would! You're gonna love it, girl!" exclaimed Sarah, quite pleased with herself. Approaching Amanda from the back, Sarah sat a pretty brunette wig on her head, adjusted it a bit and fluffed up the hair just a little with her hands. When Sarah clipped the elegant dangling earrings on to her lobes, Amanda felt so sophisticated. "One more thing and we're ready. Every bride needs a string of pearls," she proclaimed as she fastened the clasp and adjusted the necklace. With an announcement of "This is the big moment!" Sarah took the gown out of the garment bag, unbuttoned it, and held it open so Amanda could step into it. She entered the yards of white fabric and felt her excitement grow as Sarah pulled it up, guided Amanda's arms in the sleeves, and buttoned it up the back. Sarah carefully placed the veil on her head and arranged it so it fell in just the right way. A big smile appeared on Sarah's face as she stepped back and took a good look at Amanda. "Oh, sweetie, you are gorgeous! Your future husband is such a lucky man," she exclaimed as she pulled Amanda over to the mirror and readied her camera. Amanda had her eyes closed as she approached the mirror. When she opened them, she could hardly believe what she saw ? she really was pretty! Her wig was elegant and classy - long, wavy, and darker brown than the other, with reddish highlights and spiral curls. And her dress ? it was just the most beautiful wedding gown she had ever seen! "Oh my God, Sarah ? is that really me? Is it me? I can't believe it!" she exclaimed, as she felt tears start to fill her eyes. Laughing, Sarah put a friendly arm around her and replied, "Now Amanda, remember, your makeup will run if you cry." "But how did you do this?" she questioned. "My eyes ? they're beautiful! I've never looked anywhere as pretty as this before!" "Girl, it's you, not me," Sarah answered. "Amanda was there all along. You just needed a little help bringing her out. Now let's start filling your bridal album! Oh, and we can't forget your bouquet!" she said as she handed Amanda a pretty spray of flowers. She felt like a princess as she posed in her beautiful gown, unable to keep her dazzling smile from spreading across her pretty face. Sarah took the traditional shots of the bride - thoughtfully looking off in the distance, gazing straight at the camera, reflecting in a mirror, and all of the other usual poses. She was radiant and it was reflected in the photographs. She moved toward Amanda and stood directly in front of her, pointing the camera straight down on the bride. "Okay, now it's time for some silly shots. Get down on your knees and look up at me. Great! Now reach forward with your hands, like you're, you know, with your husband." "Sarah!" "Oh come on, Amanda, we're just having some fun. Okay, that's good - now open your mouth and slowly lick your lips," she requested with a giggle. Amanda complied, but was sure that her embarrassment would show on the picture. Flash! Flash! "Wow, that looks hot!" exclaimed Sarah. "Girl, you were made for sexy photo shoots! I think you're going to have to come back and pose for a boudoir gallery. All right, now turn around and get on all fours for your groom." Unwilling to put up a fight any longer, Amanda got in the spirit and obeyed her request, pulling her gown up so she wouldn't be kneeling on the skirt. Flash! "That's it! Okay, now reach back and pull your dress and slip all the way up so you can show off that sexy g-string." "What the heck," thought Amanda, "why stop now?" She hiked her clothes up, exposing her naked cheeks for the camera. Flash! She then wiggled her cute little butt and slipped her fingers in the waistband and pulled it down just a bit, as if she was removing it. Flash! "Great! That shot should give the guys some ideas!" Amanda didn't even attempt to respond to that comment as Sarah helped her to her feet. Next, Sarah led her down the hall where she had Amanda strike several poses looking out the window. This day was going just as she had hoped, and she felt like the prettiest bride in the world. "All right Amanda, one more time now, right at the lens. Come on, honey, dazzle me!" Amanda looked directly at the camera and flashed a big smile, lighting up the room. "Well, I'm afraid that's it for your bridal pictures," announced Sarah as she put her camera down. Amanda was visibly saddened by the thought of her special day coming to an end. When Sarah saw her dejected look, she said, "Oh no, cheer up, we're not completely finished yet." Chapter 2 ? The Wedding To Amanda's surprise, instead of leading her back to the dressing room, Sarah took her by the hand and guided her down the hall to a set of double doors. When, at Sarah's urging, she opened the door and peeked inside, she was stunned to see what resembled a little chapel full of people! The room had a center aisle with several rows of chairs on either side. Sarah's coworkers and some friends who she had invited filled up most of the available seating. A minister was waiting for her at the end of the aisle, along with a pretty girl in a bridesmaid gown. "Okay, Amanda, it's time for the wedding ceremony shots," whispered Sarah, as a classical version of "Here Comes the Bride" began playing. "Here's your bouquet. Now go on, they're waiting for the blushing bride!" she urged, as she handed Amanda her flowers and put her veil back down over her face. Amanda just stared at her in amazement. As Sarah motioned her through the door, David was waiting on the other side, looking quite dashing in his tuxedo. "Sarah, this is wonderful! I can't believe you did this! Thank you so much!" she exclaimed as she looked down the aisle toward the minister. "Oh, this is nothing. You'll have plenty more to thank me for later," she replied quietly as David took Amanda by the right arm and gently started guiding her down the aisle. Amanda thought she heard Sarah giggle as she moved away but was too distracted by the gorgeous setting and the sheer spectacle of her wedding to question her. With cameras flashing all around her, she walked slowly toward the altar with her escort, grinning from ear to ear as she watched the reactions of the guests. She could see their smiles but couldn't make out what they were saying about her. What Amanda didn't know was that they were watching for her reaction, for when she looked over to the right, she unexpectedly saw a handsome man in a tuxedo approaching from the side entrance. When they met the others at the end of the aisle, David turned to Amanda, who instinctively turned towards him. He surprised her when he lifted her veil and kissed her on the cheek. Amanda's bridesmaid then straightened her veil and took the bouquet from her. Next, David gently took Amanda's right hand, placed it in the other man's left hand, and walked to his seat. Puzzled by all that was going on, she looked toward the stranger and their eyes met. He had a warm smile, and right away she felt like he was looking deep into her soul, baring all of her secrets. "Who is this man, and why am I holding hands with him?" she wondered. He winked at her and leaned forward, whispering "All brides need a groom, especially one as beautiful as you," into her ear. She felt his warm breath, and his cologne caught her attention. It was a musky, masculine scent, and she liked how it smelled on him. He smiled again at her, winked, and nodded his head in the direction of the altar. Still holding hands, they turned toward the minister. The music faded away and a mixture of fear and excitement swept through Amanda as he began the ceremony. "Dearly beloved, we are gathered here together to celebrate the joining of Amanda and James in marriage." "So, his name is James," thought Amanda. "I can't believe Sarah is going through all of this just for my photos. I never expected actual wedding shots, but I suppose it will fun to play along." The minister continued, "Marriage is a commitment to life? to the best that two people can find and bring out of each other. It offers opportunities for sharing and growth that no other human relationship can equal, a physical and emotional joining. In marriage, we give ourselves freely and generously into the hands of the one we love, and in doing so, each of us receives the love and trust of the other as our most precious gift." "To love is to come together from the pathways of our past and then move forward...Hand in hand, along the uncharted roads of our future, ready to risk, to dream, and to dare. And always believe that all things are possible with love and faith in each other." As Sarah and David took pictures of the occasion, the minister proceeded with the brief but powerful ceremony. This was so much more than Amanda had expected, but she was enjoying the service. As she listened intently to his words, she somehow found herself growing closer to the handsome man at her side. "The heart of marriage is the taking of another person in that person's entirety, with the good times and the bad times, the sad moments, the happy ones and the taking of that person as a friend and companion for life. Do not take one another for granted. Do things for one another, not with the attitude that it is a duty or sacrifice, but in the spirit of joy and giving." After a brief sermon, he looked up at the guests and declared, "Do all of you who have gathered here to support these two in friendship and affection, now bestow your blessing on their union?" When they all responded "We do" in unison, Amanda felt James give her hand a squeeze, and then felt a rush of warmth throughout her body. She found it comforting to know that all of the guests were wishing them well. "We have now come to the part of the ceremony that holds the greatest significance for the two of you- the vows." Amanda worried that this part would be difficult, making promises to this man standing beside her, but she did decided to continue on and not do anything to disrupt the service. "A vow is a sacred promise. The most valuable possession that you could ever give another person is your word. Please face each other and James, take both of Amanda's hands in yours." They turned toward each other and when she looked at him, she saw it again ? the deep, soul-touching gaze, the one where he can see inside her and know all of her wants and fears. She felt her knees get just a little weak. He reached out and she unconsciously placed her hands in his. "Do you James take Amanda as your wedded wife, to have and to hold, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, with trust and understanding, ready to fulfill all of the responsibilities and obligations of marriage, as long as you both shall live?" He gave her hands a gentle squeeze, and with a genuine smile and a strong, clear voice said, "I do," never moving his eyes from hers. Those two words sounded so heartfelt and sincere to her. At that moment, as all of the emotions that she had been feeling throughout her special day finally caught up with her, she felt her eyes start to well up with tears. "And do you Amanda take James as your wedded husband, to have and to hold, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, with trust and understanding, ready to fulfill all of the responsibilities and obligations of marriage, as long as you both shall live?" Regaining her composure, she hesitated, looking at his face for a sign, some sort of answer to what was happening and what she should do. After a few seconds, their eyes met again and she couldn't stop herself from whispering "I do." "I do?" she thought. "What did I just do? Oh, what am I doing?" "Have you brought tokens to stand as signs of your commitment?" "We have," James responded as he handed Amanda a ring. The minister went on, declaring, "The ring is the symbol of the commitment that binds you two together. The circle of the rings symbolizes the never ending circle of love and commitment that you are making. There are two rings because there are two people, each to make a contribution to the life of the other and to their new life together. May you who wear them grow in one another's eyes. Always see the best in each other and let this day that you have together be full of the beauty of the never ending love you have for each other through the symbols of these rings." As she listened to the minister, Amanda was taken by the beauty of his words and felt a warm, comforting glow as she stood in front of him, a beautiful bride holding hands with her handsome groom. This was not the fantasy that she came there to fulfill ? she had already fulfilled that when she had her bridal pictures taken earlier - but perhaps was one that she had never realized that she had hidden deep inside her. "James, please place the ring on Amanda's finger and repeat after me: With this ring I thee wed." "With this ring, I thee wed." She looked down at her manicured hand saw a beautiful wedding band, much more dainty and feminine than the one Michael usually wore. It looked perfect, like it belonged there. "Amanda, please wear it as a sign of my commitment to fulfilling your hopes and desires." James repeated, "Amanda, please wear it as a sign of my commitment to fulfilling your hopes and desires." "Now Amanda, please place the ring on James' finger and repeat after me: "With this ring I thee wed." "With this ring, I thee wed." "James, please wear it as a sign of my commitment" "James, please wear it as a sign of my commitment," she started. "?to give myself wholly and completely to you, to fulfill your hopes and desires." Amanda thought that this was different than what James had said. She hesitated for a moment as she tried to understand just what she was agreeing to, but nevertheless slipped the ring on his finger and returned her hands to his, responding: "?to give myself wholly and completely to you, to fulfill your hopes and desires." The minister continued, "Amanda and James, you have spoken your promises.? You have exchanged the signs of your commitment to each other.? May your physical and emotional joining be satisfying, pleasurable and memorable. It is thus with great pleasure that I now declare that you have married each other in the presence of these witnesses, and by virtue of the authority vested in me by this state, I now pronounce you Husband and Wife." Suddenly remembering what came next, she felt the blood drain from her face and hoped the camera wasn't focused on her. "Oh, my God, no, I can't!" she thought. She closed her eyes and waited for the minister to say the words she dreaded hearing. "James, you may now kiss your bride." She felt James release her hands and could sense that he was coming toward her. As her eyes opened, he took her face in his hands and gently pressed his lips against hers. He softly kissed her. She thought she was going to faint. He stroked her cheek and then put his arms around her waist, pulling her close to him. Not knowing what to do with her arms, she found herself wrapping them around his neck and holding him tightly as their lips met again, this time with more enthusiasm from her. She wasn't thinking about what happened. She wasn't thinking at all; she was just kissing her groom. Not just kissing him, but willingly and passionately kissing him. She was finally a bride and now she was kissing her groom! "I present to you as husband and wife, Mr. And Mrs. James Morgan!" Her head was swimming as James took her hand and led her down the aisle, accompanied by "The Wedding March". While they proceeded to the back of the chapel to the applause of the gathered guests, she still wasn't thinking, just enjoying the moment as Mrs. James Morgan? Amanda Morgan! She was now married to this man holding her hand and walking her down the aisle on her wedding day! Chapter 3 - The Reception As they reached the back of the room, Sarah greeted them, kissing first James on the cheek and then Amanda on the lips, congratulating them on a beautiful ceremony. "Relax and enjoy some champagne. David will take care of the cake pictures while I go set up for the next shots." Amanda was a little confused. She had only asked for wedding shots and now she was getting a reception with a cake and even more pictures? She was going to have quite an extensive wedding album! Just then, James handed her a glass of champagne and made a toast. "To the most beautiful bride in the world - may this day open up new worlds of unexplored pleasures for you." Amanda wasn't listening closely to what he said as she was still a bit confused about all that was going on. They clinked their glasses together and each took a sip. James leaned forward and kissed her as the flash went off. She returned the kiss and downed the rest of her champagne, which James quickly refilled. "I suppose kissing a stranger isn't so hard. Actresses do it all of the time," she rationalized. As the studio employees and the other guests from the wedding helped themselves to champagne, James made small talk with Amanda, asking about how the photo shoot went and complimenting her on her beautiful eyes. His comment made her blush, and she was very impressed with how charming he was. She was amazed at how casual he was about the whole situation, and even more amazed that she was returning the conversation and was quite comfortable chatting with the mysterious man that she had just married. He made several more clever little toasts to her and refilled her glass several more times as they talked. A short time later, David brought out a small wedding cake. The happy couple took their places and posed for the traditional cutting of the cake shots as the camera flashed. James cut two small slices for them to feed to each other. "Now don't do anything crazy, sweetheart," said James with a laugh as he handed her a piece of cake. "Remember, this tux is a rental!" David captured the moment as they carefully exchanged bites of cake. Someone started tapping a glass with a fork, which started the guests chanting, "Kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss!" James smiled at Amanda, saying, "We must follow tradition!" and kissed her as the crowd clapped their approval. She was feeling a little dizzy with all that was going on around her, but felt powerless to stop it. The next scene was action photos of Amanda tossing her bouquet over her back. It was caught by her bridesmaid, who was actually Sarah's assistant, Beth. She laughed and said that with her lack of luck finding a guy, she hoped that maybe this would help. They all had a good laugh at that and James handed her a glass of champagne, proposing a toast: "To Beth, may she be as fortunate as I was in finding that special someone!" Amanda blushed and downed her entire glass of champagne. It was going down quite easily by then. "Okay, kids, time for the garter toss!" declared David as he brought out a chair. "So that's why Sarah had me put the garter on!" Amanda thought to herself. She took her seat and crossed her legs as James knelt in front of her. She pulled up her gown and slip, and James took her shoe in his hand. He slipped off her pump and seductively slid his hand up her leg, starting at the tip of her toes and working his way past her ankle, along her calf, and up her thigh. She squirmed as he reached her garter, where he paused for a moment, and then continued further up her leg, approaching dangerously close to her panties. She playfully slapped his hand, saying, "Shame on you!" and giggling at his boldness as David caught that magic moment on film. "I was hoping to see that lacy g-string for myself," replied James. Her eyes got wide and she opened her mouth but nothing came out. He leaned over and whispered, "Sarah showed me the lingerie she bought for you. I'll bet you look adorable in them!" She was mortified at the thought that a man saw the underwear she was wearing, even if it was her husband. Just then, Sarah popped her head in the door and announced, "I'm all ready for the happy couple in the suite." Amanda didn't exactly know what that meant, but she was about to find out. Forgetting about the garter, he slipped her shoe back on, held out his hand and helped her up. He then swept her up in his arms, carrying her out of the reception room and down the hall to a door on the left. As James stood in the doorway with his bride in his arms, Sarah snapped a couple of photos and motioned for him to come in. Chapter 4 - The Honeymoon "Welcome to our honeymoon suite, Mrs. Morgan!" he exclaimed as her carried her across the threshold, kissing her as he returned her to her feet. Amanda closed her eyes and tried to process all that was going on, returning his kiss without thinking about what she was doing, as the camera captured their display of affection. She looked around at the room and was taken by how soft and romantic it looked. It had hardwood floors with a couple of scattered throw rugs. The walls were decorated with cute pictures of brides and their grooms, and there were several mirrors on the walls and the ceiling. At the base of one of the walls was a very realistic electric fireplace. But the most stunning item in the room was the queen-sized brass bed, with a lace coverlet turned down to reveal pale pink satin sheets - the Honeymoon bed, where a man and woman would truly become husband and wife. Amanda couldn't believe how pretty the room was, and how womanly she felt standing there in her wedding gown. She just stood there for a moment, taking in all of the details of the room and not saying a word. Sarah snapped her back to reality, saying, "Now we definitely need some honeymoon shots of the two of you. James, move behind her and begin getting her ready," she directed. Before Amanda could respond, he removed her veil and said, "Here, honey, let me help you out of that gorgeous dress." Sarah dimmed the lights just a bit as James moved behind Amanda and began to unbutton her gown. She wondered why she wasn't stopping him, as if the girl in the dress was someone else and not her. He reached the final button and gently pulled the dress down, exposing her lingerie. He slid her slip down and gently encouraged her to step out of the fallen garments. The camera continued to click but she couldn't even see the flashes any more. She was now standing before him in just her corset, stockings, g-string and heels. Although in some ways this was just like it was a few hours earlier when Sarah was photographing her alone, everyone in the room knew that this time it was completely different. It was with a man. "My God, you are so beautiful!" James declared. Amanda thought she was going to faint when James took her in his arms and kissed her passionately. She didn't know how far this was going to go and how much more of this she could take. Of course, Sarah and her camera didn't miss a second of this. Sarah broke the moment by saying, "Okay, Amanda, now remove his tie and slowly unbutton his shirt." "No," she thought, "I can't do this. I can't undress a man. I can't," as she pulled his bowtie off and worked her way down his shirt's buttons. When she finished opening his shirt, she took the palm of her hand and ran it down his smooth, firm chest without realizing what she was doing. He was tanned and toned, but without those bulging muscles that she found so unattractive on men. Sarah continued to take pictures, encouraging her to continue and focusing mainly on Amanda's reactions rather than on James' increasingly exposed body. He tossed his shirt aside and stepped out of his shoes as Sarah asked Amanda to kneel in front of him. She hesitated at this request but then took her position. Without waiting for Sarah to direct her, she took a deep breath and reached up and unzipped his pants. She then unbuttoned them and pulled them down as Sarah voiced her approval and kept shooting. Amanda held his pants as James stepped out of them, removing his socks as he lifted each leg. All he had on now was a silky pair of boxers that were straining to keep their aroused contents inside. With a look of amazement, she reached out and touched the tent on the front of his shorts, as if she couldn't believe what was in front of her. Sarah squeezed the shutter and was pleased to be able to capture that unexpected act. She was in the perfect position to record what was happening next as James reached out his hands and Amanda met them with hers. He then placed her hands on the waistband of his shorts. If she wanted them to come off, she was going to have to do it herself. Amanda said to herself, "This can't be happening to me. I only came here to get my picture taken. I can't suck on a man's cock. Not even my husband's!" When she heard Sarah giggle, she realized that she had been talking out loud. Embarrassed, she glanced toward the photographer and saw the camera flash as she felt her hands slowly start to pull James' boxers down. Looking back at his nearly nude body, she watched herself begin to reveal his most private area, the part of a man that she had never experienced before. Amanda continued to lower his shorts until just a bit of his pubic hair started to show. He was still sticking almost straight out, so she moved her hands to the front, where she grabbed the waistband again and resumed pulling them down. His shaft had now started to appear, and she wondered how much further did she have to go ? just how long was he? Her apprehension grew as she exposed more of her husband's cock, but so did her anticipation. She didn't know why, but a part of her now wanted to see it. Sarah caught every change in expression that appeared on Amanda's face as she uncovered him. Just when she was about to release it from its silky prison, Sarah interrupted the moment by speaking up, saying, "All right, James, that's all we need. I think I've gotten enough shots with you for now." Amanda stopped immediately, but was surprised at the feeling of disappointment she had at not being able to see all of his hidden part. James held out his hands and helped Amanda to her feet, kissing her on the cheek as she rose. "Smile pretty for the camera, honey," he said as he pulled his boxers back up and exited the room. Amanda let out a big sigh of relief as the door closed behind James. That situation was moving way too fast for her and she welcomed the interruption to clear her head and try to get a grasp on what was going on. "Amanda, I can't remember ever having a better model than you! You are doing just great. Now I think we need some bedtime shots, so why don't you take off that lingerie and try on this nightgown set." Leaving all of her modesty behind, she took off her shoes and removed her g-string, stockings, and corset, never even noticing that Sarah was photographing ever step, even when she was completely nude. She slipped on the gorgeous satiny long gown and the sheer coat that went with it. She admired herself in the mirror, forgetting for a moment that there was anyone else in the room, and was startled back to reality by Sarah's voice. "That's beautiful, Amanda! Now walk over to the dressing table, have a seat and touch up your lipstick." Amanda gracefully strolled over and sat down in as feminine of a manner as she could. She picked up the lipstick, looked in the mirror at the pretty girl gazing back at her, and reapplied the color to her puckered lips. Sarah proceeded to pose her in a variety of sexy positions, snapping off multiple shots of each. "That was great, Amanda, but now it's time for something a little sexier," she declared, handing Amanda a little white wisp of an outfit. "Oh Sarah, I can't! There's hardly anything here!" she protested. "Sweetie, you'll look fantastic in it. It's just the outfit you'll need to get the job done. Don't worry; you'll see what I mean." Amanda removed the long gown and coat and put on the tiny baby doll nightie and the matching panties, with Sarah capturing every step along the way. "See, I told you not to worry," Sarah reassured her. "You look wonderful in that nightie, and I know just what else would make it even better." She scurried off to the side and returned with Amanda's veil. As Sarah carefully placed it on her head, she commented, "Now you're ready for the 'Sexiest Bride' contest! Take a look!" Amanda examined herself in the mirror and was shocked at how just sexy she looked. She could see the nipples of her breast forms through the sheer fabric, and her veil almost perfectly matched the nightie, as if they were a set. As she admired her likeness in the mirror, she could see reflections of the camera flashes as Sarah continued taking picture after picture. With renewed self confidence, she followed Sarah's directions and enthusiastically struck pose after pose for the camera. She was having a great time, and it was showing in the pictures. At one point, she was lying across the bed, one arm outstretched behind her and her other arm modestly draped across her breasts, with her veil arranged across her pillow. She looked to the left directly at the camera with a dazzling smile as the flash went off yet again. From the doorway on the right, she heard, "Mrs. Morgan, you look lovelier than ever!" Startled, she turned her head and saw James in a bathrobe, holding a bottle of champagne and two glasses. She couldn't help but notice how the front of his robe was sticking out. She quickly looked back at a smiling Sarah, who caught the shocked look on her face with a click of the shutter. James walked toward the bed as Amanda nervously sat up in her nightie and veil and searched for something she could use to cover up her barely clothed body. She reached down and pulled up the sheets, and then watched him sit on the edge of the bed next to her. As James handed her a glass and filled it with champagne, Sarah made her way to the door, dimming the lights almost all the way when she reached it. As she exited, she turned and said, "I think that's enough pictures for one day. Amanda, you've been a great model and you make a beautiful bride. Now you're ready for that private time when a husband and wife truly get to know each other and become as one. Just relax, newlyweds, and enjoy yourselves and each other." A moment later, the door open reopened and Sarah stuck her head in, adding, "Oh, and by the way, you can take your time. I won't need this room again until tomorrow. I hope you have a wonderful night!" Sarah closed the door and now it was just Amanda and James, man and wife, practically nude and together in a private room, all alone with the whole evening ahead of them. Amanda had never been more scared or excited in her life than she was at that moment. Smiling, James he reached out and gently pulled the sheets down, once again exposing Amanda, who did not put up any resistance. "Darling, now that Sarah's gone, there will be no more pictures, no more poses, no more acting. We can finally just be ourselves and do whatever comes natural for a husband and his new wife." Lifting up his glass, he toasted, "To Mr. and Mrs. Morgan! To our honeymoon!" She drank her glass of champagne and waited for what was to come next. James again commented on just how beautiful she was and asked her if she would send him copies of all of the photos that Sarah and David had taken so he could remember this wonderful time they had shared together. He refilled her glass and raised his, saying, "To hopes and desires, and making memories we will keep forever." They touched their glasses together and downed their champagne. James took her glass and placed it along with his on the bedside table. Then, he stood up, opened his robe, and tossed it back off his shoulders. Shocked, Amanda watched the only article of clothing he was wearing fall to the floor. She knew he was completely naked now, but she couldn't bring herself to look at his erect member. James got into the bed with Amanda and pulled the satin sheets back up to cover them, turning to face her as he reached out and rested his left hand on her right shoulder. She turned toward him and wondered what she should do. Their eyes met and neither spoke for almost a minute. Finally, James softly said, "Amanda. Amanda Morgan, my beautiful, wonderful bride. I must be the luckiest man in the world. Happy honeymoon, my darling, my wife." He leaned toward her and gave her a long, hot kiss. Her eyes went wide with surprise and excitement, and she lost all awareness of where she was, totally lost in the moment. He took her in his arms and guided her on top of him as he rolled over on his back. With his gentle encouragement, they continued to kiss as he maneuvered Amanda into position with her smooth legs straddling his firm body. She could feel his cock pressing against her bottom. It was as hard as a rock, and she swore that she could feel the heat radiating from it. Her own little appendage was still nestled in her panties, trapped between their bodies. As they made out on the bed, their kisses became more and more heated, with James eventually parting Amanda's luscious lips with his tongue and thrusting it into her warm mouth. "I'm in bed with my husband. I'm his wife and I'm kissing my husband on our honeymoon," she thought to herself, as if to justify her actions. Meanwhile, James' hands never left Amanda's bottom, constantly rubbing, caressing and massaging it, making her squirm with delight. She so loved to have her ass rubbed. After several passionate minutes of kissing, Amanda felt James' hands on her shoulders, urging her to move down on the bed. She knew full well what that meant. She slid down and found herself kneeling between his legs, finally face to face with his penis, which was now just inches from her hesitant mouth. It was long and straight, with a large shiny head. Surprisingly, she found it not at all intimidating. She shyly reached out and touched it with her finger, tracing a line along the underside from the tip down to the tangle of hair at its base. It bobbed and twitched in reaction to her gentle touch. Then, she tenderly wrapped her hand around his thick shaft. It felt hot and hard and now especially huge to her, while in reality it was only about seven inches long and of an average thickness. Without realizing it, she started to slide her hand up and done the length of his dick. After a few strokes of his warm penis, Amanda stopped, not sure if she could do this. Then she remembered the minister saying something during their vows about being ready to fulfill all of the responsibilities and obligations of marriage. She could have said "No, I can't!" and walked back up the aisle, but she said "I do," and now she was about to. She had to. She had vowed to and she was going to. All grooms deserve this on their honeymoon. Besides, no one would ever know but James and her. "My husband's cock. I'm going to suck my husband's cock," she thought. "I will suck my husband's cock." She lifted her head up, looked straight at his face with her big, innocent eyes, and said in a throaty, sexy voice, "I want to suck my husband's cock." James was so surprised and aroused that he almost came before she had the chance. Leaning forward, she opened her mouth, closed her eyes, and placed her lips on the head of her husband's penis. He groaned as she moved forward and took the entire head in. If only she could have seen the huge smile on his face! Amanda was surprised at how it could feel so hard in her hand, but at the same time feel so soft against her tongue. She wondered if he knew that this was her first time, and hoped that she was satisfying him. She started jacking him off again with her pretty little hand, feeling every vein and curve, while bobbing up and down on his swollen head, not able at first to take even half of his length in her mouth. However, little by little, as she got used to his big cock, she could take more and more in, but she never came close to deep-throating him. As he looked down and watched her, James thought that the sight of her veil floating around her pretty face as she moved up and down and made love to his penis was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. He knew that he had found the girl of his dreams. His heart pounded and his breathing was getting faster and deeper. He could feel his orgasm building. Amanda knew the signs and was doing everything she could to get him there. She was determined to satisfy her new husband just as she had vowed to. "How will it feel when he cums?" she silently asked herself. "I hope I'll be able to swallow it." She wondered if all brides were that nervous on their honeymoon. After another minute or so of her oral encouragement, James knew that he was about to reach the point of no return, so he reached down and gently guided her mouth off of his fully engorged cock and sat up. As he moved away from her, she looked up at him with an expression of disappointment on her face. "Oh no, Amanda, I have other plans for this," he reassured her. "Don't worry; we'll finish what you started." He leaned forward and gave her a gentle kiss, and then stood up next to the bed. He tenderly laid her down on her back and then picked up a tube of lubricant from the bedside table. "Amanda, darling, would you please take off those pretty little panties so I can get you ready for me?" he asked. Just to be sure that she was willingly taking the next step, James was going to make his wife prepare herself to receive him. Amanda reached down and gracefully slid the tiny panties down her smooth legs, never once taking her eyes off of her husband's penis as he readied himself to take her virginity in their honeymoon bed. She watched with a mixture of apprehension and anticipation as he spread the lubricant over his rock hard cock, coating it with the shiny grease from the very tip where she had just been sucking all the way down to where it met his torso. James took his position between her legs, gently raising them up and resting her ankles on his shoulders and slipping a pillow under her cute little butt. As he applied the lubricant to her puckered opening, she knew she should stop him, but after everything else that had happened that afternoon, she couldn't. She was now his bride, Mrs. James Morgan. They were about to consummate their marriage, as they needed to. That's what a bride and her groom did on their honeymoon. "Amanda, I am honored to have been able to help you fulfill your dreams. Now you are helping me fulfill my dreams," James explained as he took his greased cock in his hand and began to slowly push his way into her tight little ass. "I've known Sarah for quite a while, and she has long known about my fantasy. When she told me about the big day you had planned, she asked me if I was interested in fulfilling my dream with you. Now that it is coming true, I am so glad that I said yes. I will never be able to thank you and Sarah enough for letting me be a part of this beautiful occasion. I hope you realize that you have made me the happiest man on earth." Amanda was so excited during her wedding that she had missed almost all of the subtle changes that James had made in the ceremony. The minister talked about their 'physical and emotional joining' and hoped that it would be 'satisfying, pleasurable and memorable.' When asked if she took James as her husband and would fulfill all of the responsibilities and obligations of marriage, she didn't realize when she responded "I do" that it would involve performing oral sex and now sleeping with him. Her eyes were closed and she could hear her Amanda voice as she pictured herself slipping the ring on James' finger? no, her husband's finger, earlier that day, saying, "?to give myself wholly and completely to you, to fulfill your hopes and desires." Now she understood what it meant, and that was just what she was doing. Making love with a woman like her was his desire, and she was giving herself wholly and completely to him. And at just that moment, it was okay with her. All that mattered to her was the two of them, now physically joining as husband and wife. As she felt him penetrate her virgin bottom and start to sink his cock deep inside her, she opened her eyes and saw her pretty painted toes on either side of James' handsome face, and then, for the first time, she saw the small blinking red light behind the mirror on the ceiling. She glanced to her right and then to her left and saw several more blinking lights. Oh my God? someone was watching them! She had just given him a blowjob on camera, and now they would see her deflowering! Was it just Sarah or was the whole office viewing their honeymoon sex acts? Was THAT his desire - to make love to a crossdresser with an audience? Then it hit her, and she felt like her whole world was collapsing around her. Those cameras weren't for an audience. They were being recorded. Amanda was getting screwed and it was going to be captured on film. She went from a closeted crossdresser getting her picture taken for the first time to a bride making a porno film on her wedding night, all in a single day. How could this be happening? What if someone recognizes her? Who were they going to show it to? Suddenly, her breath caught in her throat as James buried his cock completely inside her. She laid her head back and closed her eyes as he began to establish a rhythm, pumping in and out of her ass. As the weight of her attached breasts swayed back and forth with his thrusts, all she knew was that it felt so natural and so satisfying to be taken like that. She let out a big sigh, as if she was surrendering to her situation and finally giving in to her deepest hidden desires. A sweet smile swept across her face as she moaned, "Oh yes, give it to me James! Fuck me! Fuck me harder! Fuck your bride!" Those were the most wonderful words James had ever heard. Knowing that Amanda was now completely comfortable with the situation she had found herself in, he plowed her harder and faster, with even more enthusiasm than before. She was moaning with pleasure and he could feel his climax rapidly approaching. "Happy honeymoon, Mrs. Morgan," he thought as he grunted and let loose pulse after pulse of semen into his beautiful new bride. "Now we are truly husband and wife."