0 comments/ 432462 views/ 112 favorites Niece's Naughty Wedding Night Ch. 01 By: George VI This story and all characters are fiction. All characters are over 18. I find wedding ceremonies excruciatingly boring. About the only thing that helps pass the time is checking out the women, particularly the bride and bridesmaids. So when I turned towards the back of the church to watch my niece, Carol, walk up the aisle, my cock started to tingle. I love low-cut wedding dresses. And Carol's dress scooped way down her tan chest, practically down to her tits. Carol is a beautiful, slender young blonde. At twenty-two, she was almost exactly half of my age. But neither the age difference nor the fact that she was my sister's daughter kept me from silently lusting for her as she stood at the altar. I just stared at her chest, and wondered if the minister was checking out her cleavage as she knelt in front of him. What is it with low-cut wedding gowns? A woman's wedding is supposed to be so formal, and the bride is up there supposedly so virginal and dressed in a long formal gown, white being the symbol of virginity. And she's parading around exposing her young chest to everyone in church! Did someone start this fashion just to give the uncles and ministers and other horny guys in attendance something to look at? And the bridesmaids' dresses are worse! Carol's four bridesmaids, her two teenaged sisters and two cousins in their early twenties, were wearing identical red dresses. The long gowns were off their shoulders, plunging down right down between their tits. As they stood facing the altar with their backs to the congregation, I stared at their dresses that exposed half of their backs. Were they wearing any underwear under there? Yes, I could see the back of Nancy's white bra peeking out of her dress. All four bridesmaids must be wearing strapless bras. Front-hook or back, I wondered. Looking back at Carol, I wondered if her bra was strapless. Her gown was pretty far off her shoulders. God, I hope I get to see her leaning over later at the reception. Her dress pulled tight at the waist accentuated the way her tits stuck out. B-cup bra, I'm guessing. Nice tits, but not huge. I'd heard family rumors that Carol was no virgin. In fact, it sounded like she may have slept around quite a bit in her college days before meeting Shawn. I started singing to my self, "I knew the bride when she used to rock and roll." I wish I HAD known Carol better when she used to rock and roll. I didn't see her too often, but when I did, she had a flirty kind of attitude sometimes. A physical flirt, she was the kind that would press her shoulder into you while looking at family photos, or press her knee against yours when you sat next to her on the couch. I sat back in my pew, with my wife on my left and my kids on my right, and looked around the congregation. How many other guys were thinking impure thoughts about the bride? It certainly wasn't a subject I was going to bring up with anyone. I looked at my Uncle Bud, who looked like he was about to nod off. And my cousins, Teddy and Mitch, with their families. At least they seemed to be looking in the direction of the altar. Were any of them mentally undressing their niece? At the end of the ceremony, the wedding party formed a line at the back of the church to greet the departing guests. I congratulated Carol's parents, met Shawn's parents, and got quick hellos from the bridesmaids. Then came my favorite part. When Carol turned towards me, I put my arms around her low on her slender waist, and gave her a kiss on the cheek. I wish it had been on the lips, but at least I got my arms around her, smelled her perfume, and got to put my lips on her lovely young face. My wife and I had a room at the same hotel where the reception was taking place. I rested in the room briefly, waiting for the cocktail hour to start. As I walked into the reception hall, I saw Uncle Bud, Mitch, and Teddy sipping beers near the bar. At the reception, I helped my kids with their meals, and again checked out the wedding party sitting at tables on risers facing us. They looked like they were knocking down quite a few bottles of Champaign. Carol's sisters, Pamela and Nancy, weren't even old enough to drink, and they were pouring multiple glasses of bubbly. After the dinner and the usual toasts, the bar re-opened and the dancing began. I spent some time with my wife and kids mingling with relatives. Eventually my kids found cousins their age to sit with, and my wife sat with my parents. I ambled over to a round table on the aisle near the bar where Uncle Bud, Teddy, and Mitch were sitting, and sat next to Mitch as they continued an ongoing conversation. "See if you can get her over here," said Teddy to Uncle Bud. "Pretend you're hard of hearing and get her to lean way over." "You call her over here, and I'll get her to lean over," replied Uncle Bud. All three were looking in Carol's direction. Carol was mingling with guests at a nearby table, a Champaign glass in her hand. When she turned away and walked by our table, Teddy grabbed her arm. Carol said "hi," and stood between Uncle Bud and Teddy's chairs. Teddy grabbed a Champaign bottle off the table. "You're empty," he told Carol, and when he held the bottle up, Carol held out her empty glass and leaned over to accept the beverage. I glanced around, and Bud's, Teddy's, and Mitch's eyes all peered down at Carol's chest as she leaned forward. So did mine. Straps. The white bra had straps, clearly visible as she leaned forward. I could see the tops of her young tits hanging out of her lacy cups. When Teddy finished pouring her drink, Uncle Bud said something to Carol that I couldn't hear above the music. She replied back, but Bud indicated that he couldn't hear her. Carol leaned over and repeated herself. Uncle Bud grabbed her elbow and pulled her down closer to his ear. Carol was now bent forward, her lips near Bud's ear. I could see Uncle Bud glimpse into the bride's gown at her chest. Teddy was also leaning in from the other side, quite obvious in his effort to look down his niece's dress. Mitch was practically standing up to get a better look. And I also stared down her gown. I could see her lacy bra cups hanging, and most of her tits came into view. Beyond her tan line, her pale, smooth tits hung down. She put her glass down on the table and crouched down, her chest at table level, as Bud and Teddy continued looking inside her gown. From my angle I could see the full shape of her tits, almost to her nipple, as her bra hung open. I wondered if Teddy or Bud could see her nipple. Uncle Bud said something to Carol about her dress. I heard the word "cleavage." Carol looked down at her dress hanging open, and then at her Uncle Bud and Uncle Teddy leering at her chest. "Uncle Bud!" she said, but said it with an embarrassed smile, and pretended to hit him on the shoulder. But she made no attempt to cover her exposed cleavage. When another relative got Carol's attention and led her away, the other three uncles grinned at each other. "Pink," a grinning Teddy said. "Very light pink, small areola, eraser-sized nipple, not erect." "I didn't see 'em," replied Uncle Bud. "But I wanted to lean over and put one in my mouth." I couldn't believe these dirty old men were openly talking about their niece that way. Uncle Bud was about sixty-eight. Teddy was maybe fifty-two, Mitch fifty. "I'd love to be Shawn tonight in the bridal suite, banging the hell out of that." Uncle Bud, Teddy, and Mitch continued commenting on their niece's body and what they'd like to do to her as the evening wore on. When they weren't watching Carol, they were looking at the bridesmaids and other young girls on the dance floor. My wife and kids eventually got bored and tired and went back to the hotel room, as did Uncle Bud's wife, and Teddy and Mitch's families. I decided to stay a while longer. Usually I'm one of the first to bug out of a wedding reception, but I was enjoying the free booze, the view of the young girls dancing, and listening to my uncle and cousins' frank and crude comments on the girls. Late in the evening, I could tell that Carol and Shawn were pretty drunk. Their dancing was sloppy, and Shawn fell down once. Uncle Bud managed to snag Carol and get in a slow dance. He was holding her pretty tight, leaning his head down and whispering something. Uncle Bud was a big guy; well over six feet tall, with combed back hair that was partially brown but mostly gray. He danced in the far corner in semi-darkness. When he returned to the table, Mitch asked him, "Did you get in any good feels?" "I got a little side action on her tits," replied Bud. "Brought my hand up under her arm and squeezed the side of her bra." "What was her reaction?" asked Teddy. "I think she moaned," said Teddy. "She's pretty drunk." Here I was worried that someone would see me staring at my niece, and Uncle Bud is bragging about taking advantage of his drunken niece and copping a feel of her tit. A fast song was playing, and I was watching Carol dance. Her left shoulder strap kept falling off her shoulder, exposing her bra strap. Carol repeatedly pulled it back up, but eventually gave up and let it fall. Now the top half of her bra cup was exposed to all of her guests. Her tits jiggled in and out of her bra as she jumped around. On the higher jumps, I could see the exposure of her tit south of her tan line, her white puppies popping out. Finally, her left nipple popped out several times. It was hard to see from this distance, but it did appear to be a very light pink, almost invisible. There was a relative from the other family with a camcorder taping Carol as she danced. I wondered if he caught her nipple popping out. Carol was dancing with her equally drunk bridesmaids, who were also exposing the tops of their bras. They were dancing wildly in an ever-widening circle, to the song "Shout." There's the part where everyone lays on their backs and kicks their feet up in the air like dying bugs. Carol was facing us when she went down on her back. As she kicked her legs up into the air, her bridal gown and petticoats slid down her legs. Carol's legs were spread wide, her knees bent. I could see her white stockings over her curvy calves, and the white garters that held them. I could also see her bare thighs beyond her stockings, and a glimpse of her white panties at her crotch. When she got up, Uncle Bud pointed to the guy videotaping and laughed, "I wonder if he'll sell me a copy of that video!" The bride and groom disappeared from the banquet hall for a while, and the hall started thinning out. The four of us decided to call it a night, and all headed for the hallway bathroom to drain our bladders. When we exited the bathroom, Carol was standing alone in the nearly empty hallway. "Can you guys help me?" she asked. She led us around the corner to a lounge area. Her groom Shawn was passed out on a couch. "I can't wake him up," said Carol. Bud and Mitch attempted to pull Shawn upright, but Shawn slumped back down. "Can you help me get him back to our room?" the helpless bride asked. Mitch and Teddy, both big guys at well over six feet, picked Shawn up under his arms half-led, half-dragged Shawn down the hallway. Uncle Bud and I helped in case the dead weight fell, but mostly I trailed behind, as Carol lead the way to the bridal suite. THE SUITE Arriving at the bridal suite, Carol struggled with her key, and finally got the door open and the light on. My big cousins dragged Shawn through the suite's outer room, followed Carol into the bedroom, and dropped Shawn on the bed. "Oh, I hope he's alright," fretted the bride. "He's ok, but it looks like he'll be out for the rest of the night," said Uncle Bud, while the rest of us got Shawn's jacket, tie and shoes off, and rolled him over onto his stomach. When there was nothing else to do with him, I wandered out into the suite, along with Carol. My niece spotted a bottle of Champaign in ice by the wet bar. "Do you guys want to have a drink with me? I'm not ready to go to sleep, and I'd hate to waste the Champaign. It's my wedding night, and I don't want to be all alone." "Sure," said Teddy and Mitch. Carol found two water glasses to go with the two Champaign glasses, and poured us a drink. Carol swigged right out of the bottle. Carol looked at me with her dreamy drunken eyes, and said, "Uncle Jim, you didn't dance with me." "I don't dance," I said, staring at her youthful face. "Oh, you can't say no to the bride, c'mon," Carol said, and grabbed my hands. We started slow dancing in place to imaginary music, while the others drank and talked. Without anyone else's eyes on us but my dirty cousins and uncle, I felt freer to let my hands wander and take advantage of Carol's drunkenness. First I put my hands under her head veil and on her bare back, and then on her slender waist. She was average sized for her age, but I'd forgotten how slender and petite that young girls were. She felt almost fragile in my arms. I wanted to pick her up. Carol laid her head on my shoulders. I lowered my hands down further, to her tailbone. When I heard no objection, I lowered them further, over her butt cheeks. I could just barely make out the shape of her ass globes through all of the layers of material. Carol in turn slid her hands down my back, and squeezed my ass. I pressed up against her, my hardon sliding against her tummy. I tried Uncle Bud's handed-down trick, and ran my right hand up her side, under her arm. I moved my hand over the side of her bra, and pressed it against her tit. Carol emitted a pleasurable moan. So I moved my hand fully over my niece's tit, and squeezed it over her silky dress. That was as far as I dared take it, especially with witnesses. I slowly released Carol, and grabbed my Champaign glass. Carol gave me a dirty smile and swigged her bottle. Then I stood back and watched her dance with Teddy and Mitch, and witnessed them getting their feels in. Uncle Bud and I sat on each end of a small couch, and Carol squeezed in between us. Her full dress fell over my legs, her left arm pressing against my right shoulder. Carol leaned forward to set her bottle on the coffee table. She stayed leaning forward as she talked to us. "Well, I guess Shawn and I won't be consummating the wedding tonight," Carol said straightforwardly. "What a waste!" said Teddy while looking down at Carol. She giggled, her gown falling off of her left shoulder again. Uncle Bud put his arm around Carol, his meaty hand on her bare left shoulder. Her dress gapped open, and Bud and I got to stare down into her bra again. I could see right between her tits all the way down to the lower band of her bra. Carol crossed her legs and pulled up on her dress to get comfortable, bunching it up on her lap and exposing her knees. She put her right hand on Uncle Bud's thigh, and her left hand on my right thigh. "I used to have crushes on all of you," blurted the intoxicated bride. "When I was real young." I put my right hand on my niece's leg, just above her knee, letting it hide under her dress. Carol moved her hand higher up on my thigh. I subtly rotated my palm over her thigh, feeling the coarse stocking. While talking, Carol uncrossed her legs, momentarily removed her hand from my thigh, and gently pushed my hand up higher on her thigh. I was now feeling the top of her stocking, and touched her garter belt. Carol placed her hand way up on my thigh, near my crotch. Her other hand was near Uncle Bud's crotch. I slid my hand up higher, and felt her bare, smooth, warm thigh above her stocking. My hand was hidden under her bunched-up dress, but any of the other three could figure out where it was if they looked. Carol took another swig from her bottle, and then placed her hand directly over my hard cock, which was lying along my right thigh. She gently wiggled her fingers over it. I moved my hand higher, and grazed my little pinky over her silky panty. Carol responded by spreading her thighs wider and pressing her crotch forward. My heart pounded as my fingers slid up and down my niece's silk-covered pussy mound. Teddy, the most drunk of us four men, said, "There's something I've always wanted to do to a woman in a wedding dress." "What?" asked Carol. "This." Teddy got on his knees in front of Carol between her legs. He lifted her dress up, and burrowed his head under the layers of material. I got my hand out of there, and Carol flinched and opened her eyes wide, but she didn't scream or push Teddy away. Bud and Mitch and I laughed at the site of the large, drunken, fifty-something-year-old man with his head under the bride's wedding dress. Carol emitted a little squeal, and said, "Uncle Teddy, you're naughty!" I couldn't see exactly what Teddy was doing under there, but with his head up by her crotch, and Carol emitting little gasps and giggles, I had some idea. Uncle Bud's arm was still wrapped around Carol, but under her arm now, his hand completely wrapped around her left side, and he was cupping her left tit over her gown, subtly squeezing it and stroking it with his fingers. Carol attempted to converse like nothing was amiss. "Shawn's not even going to get to see me in the sexy underwear I bought for him. I'm wearing all these expensive undies under here just for him, and no one's going to see them." "Well, why don't you show us, then?" asked Uncle Bud. "Oh, Uncle Bud!" said Carol to a man that was born about forty-six years before her, that just asked to see her underwear. "Shawn's not going to wake up. We'll tell you what we think of your lingerie." Teddy came out from under her dress and said, "Yea, c'mon, Carol." "Sure, no one's going to know," chimed in Mitch. To my own surprise, I turned to my niece and said, "We'd all like to see your underwear." The others continued coaxing their drunken niece to take off her dress for them. A dirty little smile formed on Carol's young mouth as she looked at us. Slowly she stood up. She reached back and tried to unclasp the back of her dress. Mitch was quick to get behind her and help her with the clasps. After he got a few undone, Carol climbed up on top of the coffee table in her high heels. Carol faced the couch where Bud and I were sitting. Mitch now stood behind the couch, and Teddy was sitting in a chair to our left. Carol had dreamy eyelids that told me she was quite drunk. She started to slowly dance to some music in her head. She slowly swayed from side to side, sometimes humming something. She got a dirty smirk on her face as she dropped her gown off of her left shoulder again. She teased us with the right shoulder, pulling it up and down, wiggling her shoulder in our direction. Finally, she let the dress fall from her shoulders. The drunken newlywed stood dancing above her four uncles as she pulled down the front of her dress. She tugged it down her waist, and exposed all of her lacy white bra. She worked at a few more buttons in the back as she danced, while we stared at her bare, tanned midriff, and bra. Then she tugged at the sides, and pulled it off of her hips. She bent over as she pushed the jumble of white silk and lace down her legs. As she leaned over, the top of her tits spilled over her bra cups. I looked at my niece in her white hose, white garters and belt, skimpy white panties, white bra, veil, and white high-heeled shoes. She almost fell over stepping out of the dress, and then stood before us in her underwear, half- posing and half-dancing. I inspected her panties closely. They appeared to be silk, and very skimpy. They were tight over her crotch and flat stomach, and quite low, scooping down a little from the thin straps at the side. They were cut so low that I looked for pubic hair sticking out the top, but didn't see any. Her bra cups were cut real low, barely covering where I guessed her nipples would be. They were pushing her tits up, which is why they appeared to be ready to fall right out of her bra. Niece's Naughty Wedding Night Ch. 01 My relatives and I cheered and applauded our niece. She turned around and showed us the back of her undergarments. The back of her bra was thin and straight. There was no clasp, meaning it was a front-hook bra. Her panties weren't thongs, but they were cut very tiny. Her ass cheeks were hanging out of them quite a bit, beyond a noticeable bikini tan line. And they were even exposing the top of her ass crack, again falling below a tan line. My niece has a fantastic body. Although she was only average in height, her legs were terrific, smooth, shapely and firm. Her ass looked amazing as well, two smooth, perfect young half-globes. She faced us again, and said, "Well, what do you think?" Mitch said, "We think you're a hot young babe!" Carol giggled, "I mean the undies. Are they sexy enough?" We all verbally agreed that they were indeed sexy. Carol stepped off the table. She swigged the last of her bottle, and said, "Are we all out of Champaign?" Mitch said, "I'll bet there's more in the refrigerator," and went to check. He said that the suite's refrigerator was well stocked with booze, including a bottle of Champaign. Carol stood in the middle of the room and waited as Mitch opened it. Teddy stood next to Carol, and put his hand on her hip. "Silk panties?" he asked. He slid his hand behind her, and squeezed her left butt cheek over her silky panties. "Yes, and they were expensive," giggled Carol, not commenting that her uncle was fondling her ass. Uncle Bud strolled up behind Carol, and put his hands on her bare waist. "I gotta inspect the merchandise." He quickly ran his right hand up over her right tit, and squeezed it though her bra. "Uncle Bud, you are so naughty!" Bud grinned and dropped his hand off her tit, and lowered it to the top of her panty. He ran his big hand along the top of her elastic waistband, teasing her, slowly lowering the waistband. Mitch walked over and handed Carol the open bottle. She swigged it while Bud and Teddy fondled her. Mitch looked down at her. "A front-clasp bra." He observed. "Let's see if it works." "It works," said Carol, giving her Uncle Mitch just a little bit of a stern expression. "Oh, but a man has to test it," Mitch retorted, and quickly reached up and twisted the little clasp. Carol gasped as Mitch let her bra fall open, exposing both of her bare breasts. All four of us stared at her flawless firm tits. They were a pale white compared to her tanned chest and waist. There was no discernable sag to them whatsoever. Her flesh was taut and smooth. Her nipples were indeed a very light pink, with smaller areolas, and now capped with hardened, pointy nipples. Carol's mouth gaped open in surprise momentarily, but when her Uncle Mitch reached up and massaged her left tit, a dirty little closed-mouth smirk reappeared. I approached and got my hand in on her ass, and slid it under her silk. I squeezed the nicest, most firm ass I've ever touched in my life. It was hard enough to crack an egg on, and covered with flesh nearly as smooth as her silk panties. It was a miracle of nature the way it would snap back into place when I squeezed or lifted it. Mitch fondled Carol's left tit, Teddy fondled her right tit, and Bud's hand disappeared down the front of her panty. Teddy leaned in and planted his lips on Carol's open mouth. I could see his tongue sliding into her mouth. When Carol came up for air, Uncle Bud pressed against her lips and kissed her hard and long. Mitch somehow got his lips on hers too. When he broke off his kiss, Carol turned to me, and I pressed my lips against her soft lips. Her tongue met mine, and she gave me a long, passionate, wet kiss. Carol's four uncles took turns grabbing her body parts and feeling her, and she took turns making out with each of us. I got on my knees in front of her, and slid her delicate panties down her hips and off her legs, and Carol stepped out of them. Her pussy was completely shaved. I've never even seen, much less touched, a bald pussy before. I rubbed her protruding mound jutting out from the valley of her thighs and flat stomach. It was very, very smooth. I ran my finger up and down her pink slit, and found it very wet. I slid my middle finger in her tight twat and fingered her as she slowly thrust her hips in and out, spreading her knees apart. Then I moved my face closer, and licked along her slit opening, causing her to shudder. I buried my tongue inside her. It was such a strange sensation eating out a woman with a bald pussy. Without hair to soak up the juice, her mound got wet and slippery. "I've got to sit down," she said. She fell back into the couch behind her, spread her legs wide, and smiled at me, saying, "Do that more, Uncle Jim." I knelt between her legs again and gave her a tongue whipping. All Carol was wearing now were her veil, garter belt, garters, stockings, and shoes. Uncle Bud and Mitch sat on either side of her, and Teddy stood behind the couch, and all three continued groping her tits and making out with her. Carol grabbed Bud and Mitch's cocks in their pants and played with them. Mitch pulled out his hard cock, and then Bud pulled out his thick uncircumcised cock. Carol stroked both cocks while she was groped and eaten. Bud and Mitch leaned over and each sucked one of her tits. Uncle Bud whispered something to Carol, and when she moaned affirmatively, he stood on the couch, and stuck his cock in her face. Carol leaned over and wrapped her lips over Uncle Bud's unit. "Hmm, I've never had an uncircumcised one before". She stretched her lips wide and took in as much as she could. Mitch was sucking her left tit, and Carol gave Teddy a hand job. Carol wrapped her firm young thighs around my head as I licked her clit. "MMMMmmmpphhh. Mummhuuuuuuffff!" she moaned as she squirmed and thrust her thighs around me. She started bucking on the couch, gyrating one way and then the next, and then relaxed her body on the couch and pushed my head away. Carol changed positions, sticking her ass up in the air on the couch, and continued sucking Uncle Bud. Mitch stood on the end of the couch, and began aiming his cock at Carol. He opened her labia and fingered her bald pussy, then put his hands on her hips, and led his unit between her legs, and slid it into her dripping snatch. While Mitch fucked her doggie style from behind, and Carol sucked Bud's old cock, Teddy and I each felt a hanging tit. Old Bud grunted, "Here it comes!" He shot his cum into his niece's mouth, but it still caught her by surprise, and sprayed all over her cheek, nose, eye and veil, and dribbled down her chin. She laughed it off with one eye open, as Bud pulled his slippery cock out of her mouth. Teddy quickly replaced Bud, and Carol was once again sucking cock and getting banged. I watched Carol's firm little ass shake like Jell-O as Mitch slammed into it. Carol grunted as she sucked, trying to keep a rhythm as Mitch humped her hard. I watched Mitch quickly pull his cock out of her, lay it on her ass, and shoot cum all over her back. When Mitch fell back into a chair, I stood behind my niece, and looked at her puckered asshole and bald pussy between her legs, and juice running down her inner thighs. I held my cock in my hand, and slid it into Carol's slippery pussy. It was the tightest thing I'd been inside of in decades. I held her hips and slammed into her harder and faster. I reached down and played with her smooth tit and hard dangling nipple. I looked at the grin on Teddy's face as Carol sucked his cock. Carol started moaning again, this time louder than before. "Ooohhhh!" "Uuuyyyyy!" "Ahhhhghhhh!" I could hear her voice echoing off the walls. "Ohh! Ohhh! OOOOHHHHH!" I had a hard time staying in her as she thrashed. I was holding on to her hips so tight I feared I might bruise her young body. Teddy came just as Carol let out a scream. The cock fell out of her mouth and splattered jism all over her hair, veil, and forehead. "Wooooooowowwwwww!" Wailed my niece. "HHHaauuunnnngggghhh!" She grunted. Her body shook and jerked in front of me. I couldn't hold out any longer, and unloaded my cum right inside her pussy. Carol continued thrashing and hollering for another minute, then she relaxed her body as I pulled out and collapsed on a chair. END OF PART 1 Niece's Naughty Wedding Night Ch. 02 This story and all characters are fiction. All characters are over 18. Carol, my niece and a newly gangbanged bride, mumbled something about washing her face, and skipped out of the front room of the bridal suite, and into the bathroom, still wearing her veil. I looked around at her other three uncles. We were all sitting with our pants off, and were all grinning. My intention then was to clean my cock in the bathroom when Carol came out, and sneak back to my room. "God, she's a hot piece of ass!" Said Mitch, referring to our niece. "I don't think we took her virginity away from her," chuckled Teddy. "I wonder if her sweet little ass is still virgin," said Uncle Bud. I got up and checked on Carol's passed out groom Shawn. He was in his exact same position in his bed in the bedroom. Then I heard a noise out in the hallway. It sounded like a couple of female voices talking loudly and laughing, and the rustling of long dresses. Then there was silence for a minute. Then the female voices chanted, "Oh, Shawn and Carol!" Carol came out of the bathroom. She had thrown a white sheer nightie over her garters and stockings. Her veil was now off. I could see right through the nightie and could easily see the detail of her tits, even in low light. Carol looked out the peephole and said, "It's my sisters and cousins." Before we could stop her, the drunken bride opened the door. Teddy, Mitch and myself scrambled to get our underwear back on. I went and stood behind the door to hide, and hoped to get Carol in before my other nieces knew that we were there. Carol was standing in the doorway, half in the hall, talking to the girls in their red bridesmaid gowns. I couldn't hear what was being said, but the other girls sounded quite drunk. I heard more footsteps, and peeked through the crack in the door to see two young hotel employees walking down the hall. The two men slowed when they got to Carol, and no doubt got a good look at her in her sheer top. "Hi, boys," she said, and the boys continued down the hall. The bridesmaids drunkenly pushed into the room with Carol's tacit approval, and caught us with our pants down. All four bridesmaids walked in on us. Carol's sister Pamela was nineteen. She normally had a reserved personality, but was quite nice, a Dean's List college student. Her blonde hair was long. Her face was cute, her body was more slender than Carol's, and her tits were smaller. Carol's youngest sister Nancy was eighteen. She may have been the best looking of the bunch, her body just as nice as Carol's but her tits were slightly smaller. She had a gorgeous face surrounded by long blonde hair, and big bright blue eyes. Carol's first cousin Sherry was twenty-four, and had gotten married just last year. She was about two inches taller than the rest, at about 5' 7", and blonde like Carol and her cousins. Like Carol, she got sort of a slutty reputation as a teen. Her tits were just slightly smaller than Carol's. Another of Carol's first cousins was Tiffany, who at twenty-four was the same age as Sherry. Tiffany had been married for about two years. She was the only brunette in the group. She had long, dark, full hair, and like Pamela was a little slender, bordering on skinny, but the difference was that Tiffany had some pretty big tits for such a skinny girl. They weren't huge, maybe slightly larger than Carol's, but they looked big on her skinny frame. Expecting to see Shawn, the bridesmaids gawked at Teddy and me in our briefs and shirttails, and their Uncle Bud in his shirttail covering his bare bottom. Mitch was wearing only his briefs, his chest thickly populated with black hair. "What are you guys doing here?" asked Pamela. "Oh, Shawn passed out, and they carried him to the room for me," replied Carol. "Why are you in your underwear?" quizzed Sherri. "The air conditioner broke down, so we got comfortable," quipped Mitch. It wasn't going to fly, but it paused the drunken girls for a minute. Carol closed the door, and asked, "Anyone want a drink?" And held up an open bottle of Champaign. "Yeah!" Said the drunken teen Nancy. She took a swig and passed the bottle around. "No, really, why are your pants off, uncle Teddy?" Asked Tiffany. "We're having an underwear party. You can't stay unless you're in your underwear," he said. A drunken Pamela actually bought that one. "Oh, I've heard of those." "OK," said Teddy, "Then strip down to your underwear, or you have to put our liquor down and leave." Uncle Bud and Mitch echoed Teddy's order. I still don't think the girls were believing it, but they were drunk and in a party mood, and wanted the free booze. So Pamela started unzipping her bridesmaid dress in back. She giggled as she unzipped her dress, and let it fall from her chest, revealing her white strapless bra. The other three girls began following suit. Uncle Bud went right for the youngest, Nancy, and started unzipping her dress from behind her. Teddy broke out more booze from the refrigerator, and Mitch unzipped Tiffany's dress. The married Sherri looked at me, and I got up and unhooked and unzipped her dress from behind. Just to be helpful, I pulled her dress down off of her chest. Just like that, four more young nieces partying in their underwear, standing, drinking, and conversing like nothing was amiss, surrounded me. All four wore white strapless bras pushing up their young ta-tas. Pamela had beige pantyhose over her white panties. Younger sister Nancy had skimpy white cotton panties, and beige thigh-high stockings. The married blonde Sherri had white garters holding up beige stockings, and white lacy thong panties, exposing her nice bare young butt. And the brunette Tiffany wore beige pantyhose with no panties on underneath. I initially stared longest at her, because I could easily see a patch of dark brown pubic hair over her pussy through the near-transparent hose. Sherri stood next to Mitch, looked at his hairy chest, and said, "Uncle Mitch, you're hairy!" She placed her right palm onto his chest, and rubbed it in circles. "Oh, can I do that to you?" asked Mitch, and immediately placed his hand on Sherri's chest, and quickly massaged her tit over her bra. "Uncle Mitch!" exclaimed Sherri, but she didn't push him away. I boldly stood in front of the slender Pamela as she looked down at my nearly erect cock pushing out my briefs. "Nice underwear, Uncle Jim," she said, smiling at me. She quickly grabbed my elastic waistband near my hip with her thumb and index finger, and gave it a snap. "I like your underwear, too," I replied, and ran my index finger along the top of her bra, touching the exposed flesh above it. When there was no objection, just a little reserved smirk on her lips, I pulled out Pamela's strapless bra, and peered inside. I stared at her small pale titties capped with hard pink nipples. Pamela just smiled at me. Uncle Bud stood behind the eighteen-year-old Nancy, fifty years his junior, and massaged her bare shoulders. Nancy turned around, looked down and exclaimed, "Uncle Bud!" Uncle Bud's long, dark, wet, semi-erect, uncircumcised cock was hanging down his leg, sticking out from his shirttail. The other girls all gawked at his manhood. "He was rubbing it against me," Nancy told them. Carol the bride broke in, "You should see it when it's stiff!" The other girls looked at her, now knowing that Carol had seen it hard earlier. Carol stood next to Uncle Bud on the other side of Nancy, reached down, and grabbed Uncle Bud's cock. The other girls watched speechless as it quickly became erect, and stood perpendicular from his body. I saw Teddy approach the married brunette Tiffany from behind. Tiffany so far had been silent. Teddy startled her when he put his hands on her bare shoulders, but she looked back, smiled, and leaned her shoulders back into his chest. Teddy ran his hands down her waist, and up her bare midriff. Uncle Bud had one arm around Carol, and one on the teen Nancy, whose wide eyes stared down at his hardon. "Hey, watch this trick," Bud said. "One hand." He held up his hand, put it back behind Nancy, and in one movement unhooked her strapless bra. The bra seemed to fly off her chest and jump to the floor. Nancy squealed, and after a moment of shock, covered her tits with her hands, but not before I got a good look at them. They were gravity-defying beauties, sticking straight out; slightly smaller than Carol's, bigger than Pamela's, but all three sisters had the same light pink nipples. I had now seen all three sister's tits in less than an hour. We all chuckled at Uncle Bud's trick and the teen's embarrassed exposure. Nancy gave Uncle Bud a slightly dirty look, but she also had a little smirk. Uncle Bud put his arms around Nancy and Carol and pulled them close, and reached completely around their slender bodies under their arms, and felt their tits; Carol's through her sheer nightie, and Nancy's under her folded arms. I looked over at Mitch and Sherri, the married blonde with the prior slutty reputation. Mitch now had his hand inside her bra, and massaged her tit. Sherri leaned over and French kissed her tall dark hairy uncle that was twice her age. Her hand went down to his briefs and disappeared inside the front. Mitch's other hand was on Sherri's bare ass exposed by her thong. Teddy was still standing behind his brunette niece Tiffany, and had both hands over her bra. His big hands manipulated her tits through the fabric, her hard dark nipples protruding through the white material. He yanked down on the strapless bra with both hands, and the bra ended up halfway down her waist, completely freeing and exposing both of her large pale round tits. Her areolas were darker and slightly wider than her blonde cousins', and her hard nipples were fatter. Teddy massaged both of the exposed mammaries, squeezing and lifting them. I looked back at Pamela, who was smirking at me. I put my left arm around her bare slender waist. She leaned forward and planted a kiss on my lips. I slid my tongue along her lips, and they parted and allowed me to meet her tongue with mine. I slid both hands down over her hose-covered ass cheeks and rubbed and squeezed them through the clinging hose. Then I slid my hands up her back and found her bra clasp. I quickly unhooked it, and pulled the bra off. I glanced down at my niece's little titties. Even more than Nancy's they defied gravity, sticking straight out from her body. They were small and cone shaped and very white. Her erect, pink nipples stuck way out from her body, and I reached up and took one between my thumb and index finger. Teddy was still standing behind Tiffany, and his left hand still fondled a tit. But now Tiffany was leaning back and making out with her uncle, and her uncle's right hand had slid into the front of her pantyhose. With no panties to mar the view, I could see Teddy's finger sliding in and out of the married woman's hair-covered pussy inside the hose. I slid my hand down to the front Pamela's pantyhose. She wore panties underneath, and I slid my hand inside the hose and panties. I felt some short pubic hair, trimmed away from her thighs, and found her slit. But before I slid a finger in, Pamela stopped kissing me, and pulled down her hose and panties. After she stepped out of them, she tugged down my briefs, exposing my erect cock. I looked down at her pussy, with just a tiny, trimmed patch of blonde pubic hair surrounding it. I slid a finger in the wetness as Pamela stroked my cock. Mitch was standing straight up as Sherri knelt in front of him. Her lips were stretched wide over his throbbing red cock, her blonde head bobbing up and down on it. Uncle Bud and Carol had somehow discovered that the couch was a sleeper sofa, and began tearing off cushions and opening the bed. Teen Nancy stood alone in her panties and thigh-highs, her arms folded across her topless chest. She looked over at me, and I smiled at her. She walked over to Pamela and me, and I put my right arm around Nancy. I slid a hand down to her panties and squeezed her teen ass. Pamela unbuttoned my shirt and removed it as her sister slid her panties and thigh-highs off. Nancy's pussy was nearly identical to her sister's trimmed blonde hair. All three of us were now virtually naked. I was leaning back on the wet bar, my right arm around Nancy, my left arm around her sister Pamela. I took turns making out with my two teen nieces. Nancy put her hand on my cock and slowly stroked it. Pamela played with my balls. Pamela rubbed her pussy mound up and down my hip, and Nancy did the same. I took turns making out with them, and squeezed their two firm, smooth teen butts jutting out. I glanced down at their teen tits sticking straight out of their bodies, Pamela's tiny ones and Nancy's slightly bigger ones. I reached up and groped them and tweaked their long nipples. Both sisters were panting as they humped my legs like horny dogs, their silky pubic hair rubbing on my flesh, some moistness from their wet pussies smearing on my thighs. I glanced over at the opened sleeper sofa. Uncle Bud was lying on his back with his legs dangling off the bed, his feet on the floor. Bride Carol was straddling him with her back to him. Her feet were also planted on the floor, her knees spread wide, and she was bouncing up and down with his cock in her pussy, using her legs to push off the floor for power. Her eyes were closed, and she had an open-mouth smile on her face. She was still wearing her transparent nightie, and Uncle Bud's right hand was under it, grabbing at her tit as it hopped up and down. His left hand was on her pussy, diddling her clit, I guessed. Teddy and his brunette babe Tiffany were climbing onto the bed also. Uncle Bud grabbed Tiffany's leg, and pulled her down on top of him. Tiffany ended up sitting on Uncle Bud's face with her back to Carol. She fell forward onto the bed, her face landing between Teddy's legs. She took Teddy's cock in her mouth and gobbled it down, her flowing dark hair hanging down over her face. So Carol was fucking Uncle Bud's cock while he ate Tiffany's pussy, who was sucking her Uncle Teddy's cock. I leaned over and took Pamela's hard nipple in my mouth. In fact, I got just about the whole little titty into my mouth, and sucked on it hard, my tongue flitting about the long hard nipple, and occasionally giving it a gentle bite. Then I turned and did the same to her sister Nancy's slightly larger tits. Nancy's tits were as hard as a rock. I don't know if I've ever felt a tit so firm. It just barely moved when I manipulated it. Both girls were moaning and panting as I reached down and fingered both of their pussies. Mitch was now lying on the floor, and Sherri was lying on top of him, in a 69 position. Her thong was now off, and I looked at her bare ass as he licked up into her pussy, and she bobbed her head up and down on his cock. Sherri's pussy was shaved. So out of the five young nieces, two were bald, two were trimmed, and one had a fairly full bush. Pamela fell on her knees and stuffed my cock in her mouth. I fingered Nancy furiously, and pinched her hard ass. I diddled her clit and stuck my index finger a quarter-inch into the entrance of her teen asshole. She then thrashed and squealed in a wild gyrating orgasm. She fell to her knees and panted for a moment, then began competing with her older sister for my cock. They took turns sucking and licking my shaft and balls. Mitch was up on his feet. Sherri was bent over the back of the couch, wearing her high heels. Mitch stood behind her, and was sliding his cock into her doggie style. I saw her ass ripple and shake as he slammed into her. Teddy, who was leaning against the sofa back as Tiffany sucked his cock, reached over and felt Sherri's dangling tit. I lay down on the carpet on my back. Pamela immediately straddled me and slid her wet pussy down onto my cock, becoming the second of my nieces that I fucked tonight. At my urging, her little sister Nancy straddled me and lowered her pussy down onto my face. I licked up into her pussy as she wrapped her firm smooth thighs around my head. Pamela's tits were pressed into Nancy's back. Pamela thrust her hips up and down, and Nancy tried to keep still as I licked her salty pussy. I reached up and grabbed one of Pamela's tits, and one of Nancy's. Then my hands roamed all over their teen flesh. I diddled Pamela's clit, played with their thighs, their butts, and pinched their nipples. Pamela reached around Nancy and played with one of her tits, massaging it and tugging her nipple. Nancy looked back, and the two sisters smiled at each other. Pamela began grunting in a very unladylike fashion, practically bouncing off of me. She screamed and grunted and thrashed about. I diddled her clit to help her along, and with one final grunt, she relaxed and fell off of me. Nancy immediately lifted herself off of my face, and lowered her torso down to my crotch. She didn't seem to know how to lower her pussy down over my cock, but I helped her aim it there. Little by little, she took more of my cock into her pussy. "Nancy, are you still a virgin?" Pamela asked. "Uh huh," her sister grunted affirmatively. Nancy was the tightest of the three sisters. She leaned over me on her hands, and I reached up and played with her tits. After some awkward moments, we got into a rhythm, and she humped me faster, her long blonde hair hanging in my face. In the back of my mind I had been hearing a lot of noise from over on the bed. Apparently just about everyone had had at least one orgasm. I glanced over, and the configuration was different. Now Carol was on her stomach on the bed, a cushion under her torso, her ass sticking up in the air. Uncle Bud was kneeling on the bed behind her, holding his glistening cock in his hand. He was attempting to work the member into the bride's asshole. "Relax," he told her. "Wait, wait!" she yelled, and jumped off the bed. She ran from the room, and re-entered just as fast, carrying a tube of lubricating jelly. "Here, use lots of this," she told Uncle Bud, and resumed her position on the bed with her ass in the air. I heard her grunting as I turned back to Nancy. As I took my niece's virginity, I ran my hands all over her body, and even held my head up and sucked and licked her tits. She was breathing heavily and whimpering. "Huuh! Oohhh!" I was close to cumming again, so I wanted to hurry her along. I found her swollen clit with my index finger and rubbed it. "Aahh! Hhhhhoooo!" the young teen said. She thrashed about and tightened her thighs around me. "Unnnc! Unc! Uncle Jim! UCNLE JIMMMM!" I couldn't hold out any longer, and shot a load of jism into her teen twat. She let out a squeal, jiggled and thrashed wildly, then collapsed on my chest, her pussy still engulfing my cock. By the time Nancy and I sat up, everyone else was sitting around drinking, and still playing with each other, but mostly watching Uncle Bud fuck Carol's ass on the bed. We grabbed some booze and watched, too. Carol was grunting as Uncle Bud had managed to get a couple of inches of his glistening cock in her ass. I sat down on the carpet next to the brunette wife Tiffany. She smiled at me, and I gently reached around and squeezed her breast. Wow, such large tits on such a thin frame! She nuzzled her shoulder into mine, and we cuddled. Carol looked at us spectators. "Have any of you done this before?" "I have," answered the blonde wife Sherri. "I like it." Teddy turned to Sherri and said, "You want to do it now?" "Sure," Sherri replied, and hopped up to her feet. She grabbed the tube of jelly, and got on her knees on the carpet. "I've never done that," said the teen Pamela to no one in particular. She looked up at her Uncle Mitch, who was fondling her little tits. "You want to do that?" Niece's Naughty Wedding Night Ch. 02 "Sure," said Mitch, "Let's go. Soon they were on their knees, and passing the jelly around. With Nancy having just lost her virginity and collapsed on the carpet, Tiffany looked at me. I didn't want to admit it, but I'd never had anal sex before. "Have you had anal?" I asked her. "Uh, no," she replied. "Did you want to?" I wasn't sure I wanted to try something new in a room full of relatives, but I didn't want to say no, and I was willing to stick my cock into any place that my naked niece with the long dark hair, skinny long legs, nice pert ass, and larger firm tits, wanted. I nodded, and got on my knees. The other three couples were in a semicircle in the center of the room, the women facing the center, with Carol on the bed and Pamela and Sherri on the floor. Tiffany got on her knees and completed the circle, and I knelt behind her. I looked at the young wife's puckered, lubed-up asshole sticking up at me, and I aimed my lubed up cock at it. Her tiny white ass looked so nice sticking up, and I could see dark hairs leading to and surrounding her pussy. I started to slide it in. "Relax, relax," Tiffany was telling herself. I managed to slide the head in. From there I just slowly went in and out, an extra quarter-inch at a time. All four young women were grunting. Slowly, one by one, the uncles were getting inside of their nieces, and stroking deeper and faster. I looked at the women's scrunched-up faces, their asses in the air, their tits hanging down and swaying. Soon the whole room was a series of grunts and groans. I held Tiffany by her hips and thrust in and out. It was tight, but pretty well lubed. Since all of us had just cum, it was going to take a while to reach another orgasm. I reached down and played with Tiffany's dangling tits. Later, I found her furry pussy under her and played with her clit. She started whimpering when I did that. Still, her grunts were not feminine at all, they were very crude. I looked at our bride's face. She was almost screaming with each of her uncle's thrusts. Tears were falling down her nose, and her mascara was running. At one point, all four of us were thrusting in the same rhythm, but then it became general again. I was close to cumming again. "Keep touching me, I'm going to cum!" grunted Tiffany. She started to writhe under me. I wondered if she was faking it to get me to stop, but she pleaded, "Don't stop yet!" I was only good for a few more thrusts, I thought, but when Tiffany begged me to "put it in my pussy, Uncle Jim," I pulled out of her asshole, aimed lower, and stuck it in her pussy. Getting to vaginally fuck another hot niece gave me renewed arousal and determination, and I stayed hard. As the other uncle-niece couples collapsed on the floor, I pounded Tiffany's pussy hard. Then she stopped, mumbled something about changing positions, and pulled me up to an empty chair. I sat on the chair, and Tiffany straddled me, lowering her long slender thighs around me. I slipped it in her again as she wrapped her arms around me. I looked at her tits jiggling and bouncing in my face. I reached out and grabbed a nipple with my lips. I felt another tit, and thrust up into her hard. "Ahchh!" "OohhhhhhhhWwweee!" she shrieked. "I'm cumming, Uncle Jim!" I came too, up into her pussy, as she gyrated all over my lap, and then relaxed. At that point my exhausted nieces and uncles and cousins started to get dressed and cleaned up. Several used the sink outside the bathroom. I seriously needed to wash my face and hands and crotch, but I was really sticky all over. As I waited for the sink to be free, holding a pile of my clothes, Sherri said, "I'm going to shower before I crawl in with my husband." She collected her clothes and headed into the bathroom. I watched her jiggling ass as she walked away from me. Before she closed the bathroom door, she looked back at me and asked, "Uncle Jim, want to join me in the shower?" Well, why not, I thought. I just smiled and followed her into the bathroom, and closed the door. Sherri started the water in the large corner shower in the luxurious bathroom. I set my clothes down in the corner, followed Sherri into the stall, and closed the glass door. "Don't get my hair wet," my niece warned me. While she rinsed off, I grabbed a bar of soap, and took off the paper wrapping. I lathered it up a little, and rubbed soap on Sherri's back. Then I worked my way down to her ass. I ran my hands all over the firm slippery butt, and up into her crack. She jutted her ass out in my direction, looking back at me and smiling. When I was done with her backside, I reached around and soaped her firm tits. The feeling of a pair of soapy, slippery smooth breasts is one of my favorite things. I encircled my married niece's breasts, being sure to do a thorough job, lifting and squeezing them. I diddled her rock-hard cherry-colored nipples, giving them each a little tug. Sherri smiled and moaned. I worked my way down her stomach, to her hips and sides, and bypassed her crotch for a minute. I lathered up some more (the soap, I mean), and did a thorough job rubbing every inch of her thighs, knees, and calves. I was on my knees when she raised her right knee to allow me to wash her feet, and I stared up and her crotch between her legs from inches away. I couldn't help but smile. Bathing with my nice, I thought, who would have thought? I made my way back up to her crotch. I was now experiencing a new sensation; rubbing a soapy, super slippery, super smooth, hairless pussy mound. I took plenty of time with it, and made a point of cleaning the inside well, too, using multiple fingers. Sherri sighed and whimpered as I cleansed her labia and clit. I was still standing behind Sherri, and my hard cock poked into her butt. "Mmmmm, don't stop, Uncle Jim. That feels soooo good!" Sherri had her eyes closed, and slowly ground her crotch against my hands as I simultaneously fingered her with three fingers on my right hand, and diddled her clit with my left hand. Sherri squeezed shampoo on her hand, reached back for my cock, and stroked it. Her slippery hand went up and down my red throbbing, slightly raw shaft as I fingered her. I kissed her neck, and then she turned and French kissed me. Sherri gently removed my hands from her pussy, thrust her butt out farther, and guided my cock between her legs. It found her lubricated pink twat, and I stuck the head into her. Sherri put her right foot on the stool that was built into the shower, so I could get a better angle. I thrust into her hard. "Oh, Umm," she moaned. I pounded her young pussy harder. I looked out the glass door and saw a reflection of the two of us in the bathroom mirror. Sherri's hands were up on the wall, and mine alternated from her hips to her tits. I rubbed her long thighs, and then spanked her wet ass a couple of times, the sound of my spankings echoing off the shower walls. It didn't look like me in the mirror. I thought of it as some other lucky middle-aged guy fucking this twenty-something young blonde. "Huh, Huh Huhhg!" grunted the young wife. "Oww! Ohhh!" she squealed. Her cries echoed through the room, as did the slaps of my crotch slamming into her jiggling wet ass. Sherry thrust her pelvis back into me, and squeezed the walls of her pussy around my cock. My fifth niece that I fucked tonight was probably the best fuck. "uunnngg, Urrrggghhh! Owwwweeeeee!" She shuddered her ass from side to side, pressed back into me hard, and captured my cock in her tight pussy. "I'm cccccummmminnnng!" she squealed. So was I. I fell forward into her back, and we panted in unison. Slowly, I pulled out of her. Sherri smiled at me, and sat on the stool. She grabbed the soap, cleaned out her pussy and thighs, and then soaped me up and down. When we dried off and got dressed, we opened the door to an empty suite. The room was mostly picked up, and the sleeper sofa was folded up. I kissed Sherri goodbye, and she snuck out the door. I took one last look around to see if there was more to clean up. Then I looked inside the bedroom door. Shawn was still on his stomach, still in his tuxedo pants and white shirt. It appeared that he hadn't moved an inch since we put him there. But he was breathing normally. Lying next to Shawn was his new bride Carol. Carol was completely naked, lying on her side, asleep. I took one last look at her body in the semi-darkness. They made a nice young couple. The only thing amiss was that Carol was still practically covered, from head to toe, with dried sticky cum, hers as well as that of four of her uncles'. THE END