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.