Wedding Night: Part One

As a tranny callboy/escort, I was always fulfilling the fantasies of lots of gay and bisexual men. But there was a fantasy of my own I had had for awhile that I wanted to fulfill with a handsome bisexual escort myself. I wanted to hire a handsome stud escort to pretend he was my hubby and have honeymoon sex with me like I was a bride on her wedding night.Every single girl fantasizes about having a big handsome man to please every night, to sleep with her and spoon together after sex, feeling his big hard cock pressing against her ass cheeks and turning her on all night long. And I was just like every girl.Finally, after years of fantasizing about it, I decided to take the steps to fulfill my sexy and lovely fantasy. I called an escort service that specialized in bisexual male escorts and made an appointment to check out their catalog of studly males. Just the thought of looking at all those big handsome men with their shirts off in the catalog was getting my girly boy juices stirring down in my little panties when I made the call.A friendly female voice answered and I told her what I was looking for. She assured me that her service had the best looking hunks on the market and she told me to come to the office that afternoon to browse the photos and profiles of available male escorts who serviced both men and women.My clitty dick was hard all the rest of the day and it was making my panties wet from the thought of my bridal fantasy coming true with a big handsome stud. I got dolled up in girlish clothes and I did my nails, hair, makeup, eyeliner and put on lipstick and perfume before heading out to the adult escort service.Choosing the right man for a “husband” is a big decision for a girl. First of all, he had to be tall, handsome and have a nice cock. Secondly, he had to be sensitive to a girl’s needs, knowing just what to do to please her without being told. And third, he had to have staying power and be able to fuck her hard for hours on her wedding night. No girl wants her husband to shoot his load and then roll over and fall asleep before he fully satisfied her, leaving her feeling sad. These were the things I was looking for in the male escort I would choose to be my “hubby.”The thought of being a girl with a cock inside her for hours on her wedding night kept my clitty dick hard all the way to the service. I’m sure every girl gets excited knowing how good she is going to be fucked that night, so she wants everything to be special including the place they do it, her makeup and hairdo, the lingerie she wears and, most importantly, the man she chooses.Although it was just a fantasy of mine, I wanted the man to be extra special to give me fond memories of it later. It occurred to me that I should hire a photographer to take photos of us doing it, so I could remember my special night for years to come; after all, the escort, hotel room, wedding dress, bridal lingerie and Dom Perignon champagne were all going to cost a lot of money. So, having a photographer to take some photos would give me more vivid memories to cherish later. Being a sexy girly boy with my panties wet for a man made me wish my “hubby” was waiting for me at the escort service when I arrived. I wanted to strip him out of his clothes and suck his cock really good for him like a sweet little “wifey.” And then let him take off my dress and pull down my panties and fuck me so hard I would moan like a horny bitch in heat. Instead, I was just going to select my “hubby” from the catalog of men and then talk to him on the phone to tell him my fantasy and make a date with him to fulfill it. I was hoping he had a hot masculine voice so I could remember what he sounded like while I fingered my clitty dick at Escort Beşevler night in bed while waiting for our wedding night to come. The thought that there would be photos of the escorts cocks in the catalog had not occurred to me and I was pleasantly surprised when I saw they had completely naked photos of each man with his cock hanging out on display, some hard and others soft. Some girls will tell you that the size of the cock on her man doesn’t matter. But I’ve always preferred those big men with big ones. They make me feel like a dainty little wench in bed and it was especially important to me that my “hubby” had a big one I could remember always while I fingered myself while thinking back on how good he fucked me on our wedding night.The nice young lady, Renee, in the office was helpful in my “hubby” search, telling me which men were her favorites when she got fucked by them when they were being hired and she had to try them out. We felt like two girlfriends looking at yearbook photos together. I was totally enjoying the process of selecting my “hubby.” We, eventually, narrowed it down to three handsome studs who we both really liked. Each of them had a big cock with a nice head on it and a handsome rugged face. The little slut inside me wished I could have all three of them to sleep with me all night, but my fantasy only called for one “hubby” and even two would be too many. While I really liked the two blonde studs in the book, I felt like the dark-haired one would be less into himself and more into me. He had a nine inch cock, a little smaller than I had hoped for. But he looked so friendly, I decided I wanted him.Renee arranged for me to call him and tell him my fantasy and make the date with him. Steve was his name and Renee assured me he had the staying power I was looking for in my stud escort. She said he gave her multiple orgasms when she had fucked him in the hiring process and that he also was a good kisser and clitty licker. I was excited as she dialed the number and got him on the phone. Butterflies were beating in my stomach. After explaining my fantasy to Steve, Renee handed the phone to me.”Hi,” I said.”Hello, Darling,” said Steve. “How’s my sweetie doing today?””I’m fine,” I replied nervously.”I can’t wait for our wedding night,” he said with a very manly voice. “I want to fuck you like a bride deserves to be fucked, Darling.”Just thinking of how much pleasure he was going to give me made my clitty dick leak sweet juices like a pussy into my panties. How much a girl looks forward to her wedding night was occurring to me.”And then after we’re done fucking for hours, I want to sleep with my arms around you and my cock pressed between your ass cheeks. Does that sound good to you, Darling?” he asked.I was so turned on, all I could mutter was “Yes.””Great,” said Steve. “When would you like our wedding day to be?””I have to do some shopping for my bridal clothes and make hotel reservations for our bridal suite,” I said. “I think two Saturdays from now would be good.””Let me check my calendar,” said Steve. He paused for a moment and then he said, “Two Saturdays from now will be fine. Tell Renee to give you my number so we can talk in the meantime and work out the details. I’ve been with lots of brides-to-be on their bachelorette party nights and I have to say, sexy brides are my favorites. So, I think I’m really going to enjoy being with you, Courtney.””Me, too, Steve,” I replied. “I can’t wait.””Okay, stay in touch, Darling,” said Steve.He blew a kiss into the phone as he hung up and my clitty juices were gushing like pussy juice, at that moment.”Congratulations!” said Renee excitedly as I put down the phone. “You’re Escort Çankaya a bride-to-be. We can have the wedding ceremony here in the office and I’ll be your maid of honor and I’ll arrange for a best man and someone to conduct the service. We’ll do it like it’s a real wedding for you, Courtney.”I hadn’t expected all this and was trying to grasp it all since my fantasy had always been about the honeymoon. But Renee was so happy for me that I really did feel like a girl engaged to be married. “Now, we’ll both need corsages and a wedding cake,” she said. “Steve already has a tux to wear.”In her enthusiasm, Renee made me feel excited, too. It was all so wonderful. In my fantasy, I had always had the lust for a hubby to turn me on, but Renee was reminding me that the love for her hubby is important to a girl, too. Could I really fall in love with Steve and have sex with him like he was my real husband? Renee was bound by some woman’s code to be sure I did. She made a color photocopy of Steve’s profile photo for me to take with me so I could fantasize about my “hubby-to-be” while fingering myself in my bed at night, anticipating the great honeymoon sex we were going to have.With the “hubby” chosen, I now had to go pick out my bridal dress and lingerie, lots of lingerie. I wanted to wear at least four different sexy outfits for him that night to make sure he stayed good and turned on. After he stripped me out of each outfit and had sex with me, I would go clean up and put on another outfit to turn him on, again and again. That way, he was sure to have long-lasting staying power to make me feel like a bride on her wedding night.Driving from the escort service, I placed the photo of Steve on the front seat beside me. In the photo, he was completely naked and his nine inch cock was fully erect. He also had low-hanging balls that must have held a gallon of hot cum for a girl to enjoy. I was so turned on by the sight of my future “hubby” that I reached down under my dress and started rubbing my clitty dick through the soft material of my panties. I imagined that my fingers were Steve’s fingers and he was rubbing my clitty on our wedding night night while he kissed me and nibbled on my earlobes and told me how beautiful I am and how much he loves me.It was a terrific fantasy that was coming true and any girl would be lying if she said she doesn’t get excited about all the cock her hubby is going to give her on her honeymoon. That’s why they make a whole line of bridal lingerie just for her to feel extra special on her big night. And I was on my way to enjoy picking out lots of that sexy special lingerie to please my “hubby” with.Fingering my clitty while driving, I couldn’t wait to hear the words “You may kiss the bride” and feel Steve kissing me with his manly lips for the first time and to know he was going to kiss me all night while we had honeymoon sex together. Oh, it felt so good on my clitty dick to rub it thinking about being with my “hubby.” I imagined every girl fingers herself while thinking about her wedding night.At the bridal shop, I was really into looking at all the beautiful dresses. Since I was wearing a dress already, the sales girl figured I was preparing for a gay marriage and did not treat me any different than other brides to be. I decided I would get a short wedding dress which would highlight my sexy legs and give Steve access to play with me under my dress while we drove to the hotel. It was a lot of fun feeling like a girl preparing for her wedding. I noticed how nice the bridal shop sales girl was treating me, the same way Renee at the escort service had. When it comes to pleasing a man on her wedding night, girls Cebeci escort bayan seemed to have a special bond that makes them all feel like sisters. They all know that the sex you give to your hubby on your wedding night is the most special sex you ever give a man.The dress I decided on was short but I want it hemmed shorter to highlight my legs for Steve. It was tight around the hips which really showed off my nice ass that all men seemed to love. It had low-plunging shoulder straps that gave a sexy view of my nice breasts and my back. After trying it on and modeling it in the store in front of a mirror, I decided it was perfect.Now, it was time to shop for the all-important bridal lingerie. Most brides blush when their husband strips them down to their lingerie on their wedding night. So, as I held each sexy and lacy piece of lingerie up in front of the mirror, I practiced blushing for my “hubby.” It was getting me excited just thinking of wearing each sexy little thing for Steve and seeing his big hard cock growing for me while I did. I planned to keep getting his cock hard all night long until the next morning before we would fall asleep together like two lovers united forever.With each little panty I held up in front of me, my clitty dick grew harder and harder until there was a bulge at my waistline. And with each matching bra I held up to my breasts, my nipples grew harder. Shopping for sexy lingerie had always been a turn-on for me, but this was the horniest I’d ever gotten. Knowing I was going to be Mrs. Steve and receive the first fuck of a bride on her wedding night made it so much more enjoyable. I thought of all the sexy girls who come in here to shop for their wedding night lingerie and how they got so horny anticipating their first fuck from their hubbies on their wedding nights. Their nipples must get hard like mine, too.Suddenly, I felt the sweet pre-cum leaking from my clitty dick and I wanted to go in the changing room and finger myself good while thinking about Steve’s big cock. The sales girl was busy writing down the instructions for the seamstress on hemming my wedding dress to make it shorter. I figured I had a few minutes to give myself pleasure the way girls do with their fingers.I hurried into the dressing room and took off my dress and hung it on a hook. I was naked except for my panties and bra and high heels. The bulge under my dress was now fully exposed down in my sexy little lace see-through panty and the sight of it was turning me on immensely. I needed to release the pressure and quickly before the sales girl became suspicious of what I was doing. I took off my panties and started to play with my sweet little clitty. The touch of my fingertips on the sensitive parts was intense.It wasn’t long until my loin juices were ready to flow out of me like a gusher from a hot volcano. I held my sexy little panties up to the tip of my clitty to catch the sweet juices with when I came. The sight of my sexy body in the mirror was turning me on while I thought of Steve’s big cock I couldn’t wait to have on our wedding night. My clitty shot loads of hot liquid out onto my sexy little panty making me feel like a girl having multiple orgasms. Oh, clitties are so wonderful with the way they make a girl feel. I wish Steve was there to fuck me right then. My manpussy was ready for a cock the way a girl’s pussy gets ready for a cock after she gets her clitty rubbed. As much as we like to think our bodies are different, boys and girls have the same sensitive areas but in different shapes and sizes.Suddenly, the sales girl knocked on the dressing room door. “Do you need any help?” she said.I was shocked when she opened the door and saw me with my dress and panties off and my still rock hard cock in my hand. A smile came to her face as she looked down at my seven inch tool.”I can help you with that,” she said with a big smile.I had forgotten to lock the door and was caught jerking off in the dressing room and the sales girl seemed glad about it.