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Is there anything sexier than being absolutely ruined by a passable big d-shemale or ladyboy? Mhmm use me for your pleasure and make it rough, forced insertions are welcome and exciting. Ill work grab food come home and treat you like a princess untill youre ready to make me your *****. Oh what a fantasyIs there anything sexier than being absolutely ruined by a passable big d-shemale or ladyboy? Mhmm use me for your pleasure and make it rough, forced insertions are welcome and exciting. Ill work grab food come home and treat you like a princess untill youre ready to make me your slave. Oh what a fantasy2 Commentarii 0 Distribuiri 2K Views
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L'œstrogène Party
I said myself
What do I wait
My wish was
Still the same
To feel my
Breasts
And tighs
Again...
I put with
Pleasure
Cream
To wait...
My happy girly
Day...L'œstrogène Party I said myself What do I wait My wish was Still the same To feel my Breasts And tighs Again... I put with Pleasure Cream To wait... My happy girly Day...
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Wish of Fall...
Soon cold
And rain
Will make me
Wear tights
To walk
So slowly
With pleasure
Of little
Hidden
Secret
Dance...
Dance
Of my Fall
My fall
Forever...
You will forget me
Not forgive
I know that
The pain of leave
The leave of autumn
In my heart
Since I am born
A girl in tights
The symbol
Of lost Love...
Lost Nights ...Wish of 🍁 Fall... Soon cold And rain Will make me Wear tights To walk So slowly With pleasure Of little Hidden Secret Dance... Dance Of my Fall My fall Forever... You will forget me Not forgive I know that The pain of leave The leave of autumn In my heart Since I am born A girl in tights The symbol Of lost Love... Lost Nights ...1 Commentarii 0 Distribuiri 3K Views
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The morning began with a question that, on the face of it, was utterly trivial.
I stood in my bedroom, a sixty five year old widower who had long ago discovered that life could become surprisingly interesting when you stopped worrying quite so much about what other people thought. Across the bed lay two nightgowns.
One was pink, soft and playful. The other was black satin elegant, glossy and just a little dramatic. Beside them were the headscarves that completed each outfit.
eBay had informed me that the postman was due that morning with my latest purchase.
Normally, that wouldn't have required a second thought. I would have thrown on whatever clothes were nearest, opened the door, collected the post and carried on with my day.
But I am a crossdresser, and over the years I had learned that choosing what to wear could sometimes be part of the pleasure itself. Since becoming widowed, those little private rituals had become even more important to me. There was nobody to impress and nobody to answer to. My clothes were simply one of the ways I expressed myself.
That morning, however, I couldn't decide.
So I asked Grok a rather more important question than it probably deserved.
Should I wear the black satin nightgown and headscarf to greet the postman, or should I wear the pink?
The answer came back quickly.
Black.
Grok's reasoning was surprisingly convincing. Black satin, it suggested, looked intentional and put together. Pink was softer and perhaps a little more playful, whereas the black gave the impression that I had actually chosen my outfit rather than simply wandered downstairs half asleep.
The satin would catch the morning light, while the headscarf would bring everything together.
I stared at the black nightgown.
"Well," I said aloud, "apparently we're going for elegant this morning."
I slipped it on.
The satin settled against me with that familiar coolness I loved, and I carefully tied the headscarf around my hair. Then I stood in front of the mirror.
Grok had a point.
There was something wonderfully satisfying about the combination. I didn't look as though I had spent hours getting ready, but neither did I look as though I had forgotten that the outside world existed.
I smiled at my reflection.
"Sixty five," I murmured. "Widowed, retired from worrying about everybody else's opinions, and apparently dressed in black satin to answer the front door."
I laughed to myself.
Then I went downstairs and prepared a pot of tea.
There was something faintly ridiculous about the situation. Here I was, dressed in a glossy black satin nightgown and headscarf, standing in my kitchen listening for the sound of a postal van.
Eventually, I heard it.
The familiar rumble outside was followed by footsteps approaching the front door.
For one brief moment, I wondered whether I'd made the wrong decision.
Perhaps pink would have been less conspicuous.
Perhaps black satin was a little too theatrical for an encounter that would probably last fifteen seconds.
Then came the knock.
I took a breath.
"Normal morning energy," I reminded myself.
I opened the door.
"Morning," the postman said.
"Morning."
He handed me the letters.
"Thanks."
"No problem. Have a good day."
"You too."
And that was it.
The door closed.
I stood there for a moment, looking down at the envelopes in my hand.
The great sartorial crisis was over.
Nobody had fainted. Nobody had called the fashion police. The earth had continued turning.
I burst out laughing.
All that deliberation over black versus pink, and the entire encounter had lasted barely half a minute.
But perhaps that was precisely the point.
At sixty five, after losing my wife and finding myself living a life that was quieter and more private than the one I had once imagined, I had come to appreciate the little decisions.
Sometimes they mattered precisely because they were mine to make.
There was no great occasion. No audience. No requirement that I dress one way rather than another. I wasn't trying to make a statement to anyone.
I simply wanted to wear the black satin.
So I did.
I carried my tea into the sitting room, still smiling.
My late wife had always known that there was a slightly eccentric streak in me. She had seen sides of me that I had once been afraid to show the rest of the world. Since her death, learning to live honestly with myself had become one of the unexpected journeys of widowhood.
Being a crossdresser wasn't something I needed to apologise for.
It was simply part of me.
And on that quiet morning, standing in my sitting room with my tea, my letters and the soft rustle of satin whenever I moved, I felt strangely content.
"Grok," I thought, smiling to myself, "you were right."
The black had been the stronger choice.
And, for once, I was quite happy to take the advice of an artificial intelligence on matters of morning fashion.The morning began with a question that, on the face of it, was utterly trivial. I stood in my bedroom, a sixty five year old widower who had long ago discovered that life could become surprisingly interesting when you stopped worrying quite so much about what other people thought. Across the bed lay two nightgowns. One was pink, soft and playful. The other was black satin elegant, glossy and just a little dramatic. Beside them were the headscarves that completed each outfit. eBay had informed me that the postman was due that morning with my latest purchase. Normally, that wouldn't have required a second thought. I would have thrown on whatever clothes were nearest, opened the door, collected the post and carried on with my day. But I am a crossdresser, and over the years I had learned that choosing what to wear could sometimes be part of the pleasure itself. Since becoming widowed, those little private rituals had become even more important to me. There was nobody to impress and nobody to answer to. My clothes were simply one of the ways I expressed myself. That morning, however, I couldn't decide. So I asked Grok a rather more important question than it probably deserved. Should I wear the black satin nightgown and headscarf to greet the postman, or should I wear the pink? The answer came back quickly. Black. Grok's reasoning was surprisingly convincing. Black satin, it suggested, looked intentional and put together. Pink was softer and perhaps a little more playful, whereas the black gave the impression that I had actually chosen my outfit rather than simply wandered downstairs half asleep. The satin would catch the morning light, while the headscarf would bring everything together. I stared at the black nightgown. "Well," I said aloud, "apparently we're going for elegant this morning." I slipped it on. The satin settled against me with that familiar coolness I loved, and I carefully tied the headscarf around my hair. Then I stood in front of the mirror. Grok had a point. There was something wonderfully satisfying about the combination. I didn't look as though I had spent hours getting ready, but neither did I look as though I had forgotten that the outside world existed. I smiled at my reflection. "Sixty five," I murmured. "Widowed, retired from worrying about everybody else's opinions, and apparently dressed in black satin to answer the front door." I laughed to myself. Then I went downstairs and prepared a pot of tea. There was something faintly ridiculous about the situation. Here I was, dressed in a glossy black satin nightgown and headscarf, standing in my kitchen listening for the sound of a postal van. Eventually, I heard it. The familiar rumble outside was followed by footsteps approaching the front door. For one brief moment, I wondered whether I'd made the wrong decision. Perhaps pink would have been less conspicuous. Perhaps black satin was a little too theatrical for an encounter that would probably last fifteen seconds. Then came the knock. I took a breath. "Normal morning energy," I reminded myself. I opened the door. "Morning," the postman said. "Morning." He handed me the letters. "Thanks." "No problem. Have a good day." "You too." And that was it. The door closed. I stood there for a moment, looking down at the envelopes in my hand. The great sartorial crisis was over. Nobody had fainted. Nobody had called the fashion police. The earth had continued turning. I burst out laughing. All that deliberation over black versus pink, and the entire encounter had lasted barely half a minute. But perhaps that was precisely the point. At sixty five, after losing my wife and finding myself living a life that was quieter and more private than the one I had once imagined, I had come to appreciate the little decisions. Sometimes they mattered precisely because they were mine to make. There was no great occasion. No audience. No requirement that I dress one way rather than another. I wasn't trying to make a statement to anyone. I simply wanted to wear the black satin. So I did. I carried my tea into the sitting room, still smiling. My late wife had always known that there was a slightly eccentric streak in me. She had seen sides of me that I had once been afraid to show the rest of the world. Since her death, learning to live honestly with myself had become one of the unexpected journeys of widowhood. Being a crossdresser wasn't something I needed to apologise for. It was simply part of me. And on that quiet morning, standing in my sitting room with my tea, my letters and the soft rustle of satin whenever I moved, I felt strangely content. "Grok," I thought, smiling to myself, "you were right." The black had been the stronger choice. And, for once, I was quite happy to take the advice of an artificial intelligence on matters of morning fashion.
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Looking for companionship or relationship who need real strong our love together forever life who want have good time,fun and need **** a pleasure too ?Looking for companionship or relationship who need real strong our love together forever life who want have good time,fun and need fuck a pleasure too ?0 Commentarii 0 Distribuiri 2K Views2
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Night Chaos
Mozarella
Tomatos
Avacados
Fine cuts...
Balsamic...
I'm still dressed
Despite freedom from wines...
Just before
My night bed
I am sending my kiss
To your pleasures
My miss
All
My chaos...
With Ann
Is just
Sudden Caprice....
...
I do know
You
Love
Love
Long time
That we lost...
We have fallen
In Love
From above
Love is Ghost...
We are both
In warm hugs
In the night
Full of cries
Tears
pain
Pain of Love
Pain of pleasures
Of Lust...
I still trust
There is Love
I still fight to remain
I just wish
You
To find,
Find
My Love's
Still the same...Night Chaos Mozarella Tomatos Avacados Fine cuts... Balsamic... I'm still dressed Despite freedom from wines... Just before My night bed I am sending my kiss To your pleasures My miss All My chaos... With Ann Is just Sudden Caprice.... ... I do know You Love Love Long time That we lost... We have fallen In Love From above Love is Ghost... We are both In warm hugs In the night Full of cries Tears pain Pain of Love Pain of pleasures Of Lust... I still trust There is Love I still fight to remain I just wish You To find, Find My Love's Still the same...0 Commentarii 0 Distribuiri 2K Views
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I could do with some help, yeah I want to be trained how to dress properly and learn how to be a submissive sissy gurl toy and used buy a real man or woman, yeah I'm keen to explore, i fantise about being dressed up and then sold for pleasure xxxI could do with some help, yeah I want to be trained how to dress properly and learn how to be a submissive sissy gurl toy and used buy a real man or woman, yeah I'm keen to explore, i fantise about being dressed up and then sold for pleasure xxx1 Commentarii 0 Distribuiri 4K Views
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I'm in St helens Merseyside and looking for discreet fun, yeah I'm keen to explore my sexualty, I would love to meet in a hotel, yeah even if it's just for me to give oral pleasure, but I'm keen to explore my sexualty more and have fun xxxI'm in St helens Merseyside and looking for discreet fun, yeah I'm keen to explore my sexualty, I would love to meet in a hotel, yeah even if it's just for me to give oral pleasure, but I'm keen to explore my sexualty more and have fun xxx0 Commentarii 0 Distribuiri 3K Views3
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Had a lovely day yesterday just reading my book in the sunshine! Simple pleasures. Even had to answer a couple of questions from some tourist. How do others feel about speaking in public I just talked softly any tips!?.Had a lovely day yesterday just reading my book in the sunshine! Simple pleasures. Even had to answer a couple of questions from some tourist. How do others feel about speaking in public I just talked softly any tips!?.4 Commentarii 0 Distribuiri 3K Views
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Remains
I still remember
How you left
I begged you
Please no sex...
You thought
I do not want
To be
With you
At all
And craked...
So stupid
I just wanted
You be stronger
For a take...
You left
I've never
Changed my lock
I still
Just wait and wait...
I did not want
To be a doll
For pleasure
And for sex...
Yes I was empty
When you've gone.
You took with you
The rest.
Since then
I've learned,
I've learned a lot
But never more
Again.
My heart is silent,
Hair
Knot,
And face
Is still so pale.
I never could
To ask you back
I thought
You feel inside.
Alas...
I was too deadly late
You've left me
Just to cry...
One day
I knew of an accident
I've later been on grave...
My candle
Lit
My heart's in pain
And pale I remain...Remains I still remember How you left I begged you Please no sex... You thought I do not want To be With you At all And craked... So stupid I just wanted You be stronger For a take... You left I've never Changed my lock I still Just wait and wait... I did not want To be a doll For pleasure And for sex... Yes I was empty When you've gone. You took with you The rest. Since then I've learned, I've learned a lot But never more Again. My heart is silent, Hair Knot, And face Is still so pale. I never could To ask you back I thought You feel inside. Alas... I was too deadly late You've left me Just to cry... One day I knew of an accident I've later been on grave... My candle Lit My heart's in pain And pale I remain...
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I would love to meet up with other cross dressers tvs tg males and females, to get some advice, have a party yeah, I've been watching some porn and I'm drunk and dressed up sexy and feminine and feel so horny, I'm imagining that I was one of the gurls, I think I would like to dress and be filmed as I pleasure people, be submissive and be controlled and used for sex, I can't stop thinking about it and playing with myself xxxI would love to meet up with other cross dressers tvs tg males and females, to get some advice, have a party yeah, I've been watching some porn and I'm drunk and dressed up sexy and feminine and feel so horny, I'm imagining that I was one of the gurls, I think I would like to dress and be filmed as I pleasure people, be submissive and be controlled and used for sex, I can't stop thinking about it and playing with myself xxx1 Commentarii 0 Distribuiri 7K Views4
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(A New CD Deal Made)
Paul who is a CD under a different name got in touch and said he was interested in having me round to have some fun and practice with a CD for the first time, But he said there is a slight issue, he went on to say that he was slightly large and quite hairy which he new was not good.. He also sent me the usual Co CK pictures as seems to be the normal thing lol
Anyway, annoyingly his co CK was very nice about 6" the same as me but thicker and the skin as ll the way back just how I like it, which was very frustrating as I'm not going near that all Hairy, so what to do.
I sent a proposal to Paul of my Conditions which allow him the opertunity to learn and possibly enjoy me at the same time, I was firm but he has the option to say no
He can choose what I wear or don't wear, he can play with his hands on me, if he wants to suck me then once started he must finish and most importantly no mess or waste, now the final thing was for his benefit if he chooses to, If after he has fed from me 3 times, I will allow him to Fu CK my Ass Pus sy in any position he likes...
Why 3 times you may ask, well it's all about commitment to his CD, showing he will work to get his pleasure learning his self control with Oral Skills in a Clean, Respectful and Submissive way, not questioning anything, at the end getting what he wants and needs..
I left the decision with him and to my suprise he was still very keen, I said did he want this over 3 different visits or just one longer 3hr visit, I did warn him he will be working much harder on a single long visit, but he said one visit was much better for him to organise so a date was set......
I dropped my wife off at 9am and left for Doncaster, I arrived just after 10:20am that gives me at least 3hrs possibly 4 if needed.
Paul let me in and we had a good chat and look through my bag of goodies, he grabbed my Cheerleader outfit with Black Stockings Tights and matching Red Stilettos, I grabbed my sheer Thong and he was happy for me to get ready, which I did, I put on a mask and Wig to help him get used to me.
We re-capped my rules and he was happy with that.
I stood in front of him and let him fondle me all over, which he seemed to enjoy, squeezing my Ass seemed popular with him and rubbing hands up and down my legs, he stood behind me and ran his hands down my chest to the top of my legs then reached with his right hand and played with my Co CK, which was starting to get hard now, this was making him even more excited, he turned me round and slipped my co CK out of my thong, it was inches away from his face, he looked up at me, I said are you sure this is what you want, he just lent forward and slid my co CK into his mouth.
He paused and said, I really need your Ass, I just smiled and said you know what you need to do.
He continued sucking, up and down my shaft, gaining more confidence and skills the more he sucked, I could tell he was learning from my reactions, which is great, saves me having to keep telling what to do.
He asked me to sit on the bed edge and lie back, he said can you hold your knees apart, so I spread my legs and held my knees, he got down on his knees and realised my coc k will bend all the way forward to allow him to continue sucking, it was rock hard in this position, he went for it big time, sucking as hard as he could, I'm surprised I lasted another several minutes at this pace, he knew I was getting close, I sat up keeping my legs Spread watching him carefully as I started to moan, I could not hold it any longer and Shot my load of juice into his mouth, he paused momenterrily looking at me then Swallowed it all down, I said that was really good well done, needless to say over the next 2 hours he made sure he got his next 2 Feeds which he did and very well too.It was my turn now, so after popping to the bathroom and using my Dousch then getting cleaned up I went back and asked him how he wanted me.
He said can I lie on the bed on my front with my legs closed and Straight, I handed him the lube which he used on himself, he got on top and Slid his thick coc k deep into my Ass, he was really enjoying thrusting deep into me and out again, then back in, unfortunately for him the enjoyment was too much and after a few minutes and lots of moaning he paused and pushed as deep as he could, I could feel his warm juice fill my Ass..
I said that felt great, you did really well today.
We settled and cleaned up and he was very keen to meet up again asap.....(A New CD Deal Made) Paul who is a CD under a different name got in touch and said he was interested in having me round to have some fun and practice with a CD for the first time, But he said there is a slight issue, he went on to say that he was slightly large and quite hairy which he new was not good.. He also sent me the usual Co CK pictures as seems to be the normal thing lol Anyway, annoyingly his co CK was very nice about 6" the same as me but thicker and the skin as ll the way back just how I like it, which was very frustrating as I'm not going near that all Hairy, so what to do. I sent a proposal to Paul of my Conditions which allow him the opertunity to learn and possibly enjoy me at the same time, I was firm but he has the option to say no He can choose what I wear or don't wear, he can play with his hands on me, if he wants to suck me then once started he must finish and most importantly no mess or waste, now the final thing was for his benefit if he chooses to, If after he has fed from me 3 times, I will allow him to Fu CK my Ass Pus sy in any position he likes... Why 3 times you may ask, well it's all about commitment to his CD, showing he will work to get his pleasure learning his self control with Oral Skills in a Clean, Respectful and Submissive way, not questioning anything, at the end getting what he wants and needs.. I left the decision with him and to my suprise he was still very keen, I said did he want this over 3 different visits or just one longer 3hr visit, I did warn him he will be working much harder on a single long visit, but he said one visit was much better for him to organise so a date was set...... I dropped my wife off at 9am and left for Doncaster, I arrived just after 10:20am that gives me at least 3hrs possibly 4 if needed. Paul let me in and we had a good chat and look through my bag of goodies, he grabbed my Cheerleader outfit with Black Stockings Tights and matching Red Stilettos, I grabbed my sheer Thong and he was happy for me to get ready, which I did, I put on a mask and Wig to help him get used to me. We re-capped my rules and he was happy with that. I stood in front of him and let him fondle me all over, which he seemed to enjoy, squeezing my Ass seemed popular with him and rubbing hands up and down my legs, he stood behind me and ran his hands down my chest to the top of my legs then reached with his right hand and played with my Co CK, which was starting to get hard now, this was making him even more excited, he turned me round and slipped my co CK out of my thong, it was inches away from his face, he looked up at me, I said are you sure this is what you want, he just lent forward and slid my co CK into his mouth. He paused and said, I really need your Ass, I just smiled and said you know what you need to do. He continued sucking, up and down my shaft, gaining more confidence and skills the more he sucked, I could tell he was learning from my reactions, which is great, saves me having to keep telling what to do. He asked me to sit on the bed edge and lie back, he said can you hold your knees apart, so I spread my legs and held my knees, he got down on his knees and realised my coc k will bend all the way forward to allow him to continue sucking, it was rock hard in this position, he went for it big time, sucking as hard as he could, I'm surprised I lasted another several minutes at this pace, he knew I was getting close, I sat up keeping my legs Spread watching him carefully as I started to moan, I could not hold it any longer and Shot my load of juice into his mouth, he paused momenterrily looking at me then Swallowed it all down, I said that was really good well done, needless to say over the next 2 hours he made sure he got his next 2 Feeds which he did and very well too.It was my turn now, so after popping to the bathroom and using my Dousch then getting cleaned up I went back and asked him how he wanted me. He said can I lie on the bed on my front with my legs closed and Straight, I handed him the lube which he used on himself, he got on top and Slid his thick coc k deep into my Ass, he was really enjoying thrusting deep into me and out again, then back in, unfortunately for him the enjoyment was too much and after a few minutes and lots of moaning he paused and pushed as deep as he could, I could feel his warm juice fill my Ass.. I said that felt great, you did really well today. We settled and cleaned up and he was very keen to meet up again asap.....
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Discovery ...
She gently touched
Me...
You are not a man...
Despite the suit
I feel your breasts
I am so happy
Feel you interest
My Darling
You are not a man
You're my femme
You're lesbienne
Please
Don't be shy
It is so nice
You wear dress
You make your eyes
You make bright lipstick
Oh my Lord
You came to me
In such short
Skirt...
My Darling
You are not a man
You gently touch
You do feel pains...
Your thighs are sensitive
Thin veins
Please stay with me
Ohh please remain...
A pleasure
Night...
My Darling
Little kiss?
So right
You feel
So beautiful
So gentle
I am pleased
So
Silently
You cuddle all my legs
My Darling...
Love is very
Tender...
You lips
Tell all
To enter Paradise...
You beg with kiss
I wish surrender
To girl
So tall
with little breasts...
I am impressed
I do confess
You are not man
You wear dress
And still
You re looking
Just for femme
My lovely
Darling
Lesbienne...Discovery ... She gently touched Me... You are not a man... Despite the suit I feel your breasts I am so happy Feel you interest My Darling You are not a man You're my femme You're lesbienne Please Don't be shy It is so nice You wear dress You make your eyes You make bright lipstick Oh my Lord You came to me In such short Skirt... My Darling You are not a man You gently touch You do feel pains... Your thighs are sensitive Thin veins Please stay with me Ohh please remain... A pleasure Night... My Darling Little kiss? So right You feel So beautiful So gentle I am pleased So Silently You cuddle all my legs My Darling... Love is very Tender... You lips Tell all To enter Paradise... You beg with kiss I wish surrender To girl So tall with little breasts... I am impressed I do confess You are not man You wear dress And still You re looking Just for femme My lovely Darling Lesbienne...1 Commentarii 0 Distribuiri 5K Views
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Incest question
They often
Ask me
If I'm gay
With hope
And some lust...
I do not know
What to say.
If I am girl...
A must?
Yes I do
Transit
Yes I take.
Yes estrogen
Is high.
But I do never
Want a sex
Could It be so...
You mind?
Ok you
Do not know me
And see a girl
In dress...
Would you approach
Rough , with pain
And force me into bed?
I do like dresses
Do like tights
And Fashion
And Style.
I do mind questions
Of that type...
But you are always rough
And ask me why
I am hiding gay...
No laugh...
No pleasure
I feel pain.
I feel so angry
and so sad
There is no taste
No tact...
No love
No
Interest
Just
Sex
To drill
My skirt
To f***...
Yes I am mutant
Yes in dress
Not any more a man.
Yes High my body
Estrogen
And lips and breasts feel pain...
I hate your question!
Am I gay?
Not
Never
Nevermind
They still
Think
I am hiding
Truth
And ready
Bent
But shy...
No,
listen,
I was young and strong
Traped
With mad twenty bulls.
Yes they were gays
The sperm has boiled
The penises were long
The dominance
They fight fight fight
And F* and F*
Mad strong...
That eyes
Mad eyes
When you put boy
To suffer cry and tear
I never understood at all.
And never have forgiven.
I never liked sex meal
Yet
The play of dominance
Man never better been
In hole
Same breed and same romance...
Yes I survived
Nobody touched
Me ever to my back
But trust
Was lost forever
Guys
or Gays
Still same the end.
Since than
I never dreamed of sex
I wished to be a girl.
Stop asking me
It is incest.
Not delicate
At allIncest question They often Ask me If I'm gay With hope And some lust... I do not know What to say. If I am girl... A must? Yes I do Transit Yes I take. Yes estrogen Is high. But I do never Want a sex Could It be so... You mind? Ok you Do not know me And see a girl In dress... Would you approach Rough , with pain And force me into bed? I do like dresses Do like tights And Fashion And Style. I do mind questions Of that type... But you are always rough And ask me why I am hiding gay... No laugh... No pleasure I feel pain. I feel so angry and so sad There is no taste No tact... No love No Interest Just Sex To drill My skirt To f***... Yes I am mutant Yes in dress Not any more a man. Yes High my body Estrogen And lips and breasts feel pain... I hate your question! Am I gay? Not Never Nevermind They still Think I am hiding Truth And ready Bent But shy... No, listen, I was young and strong Traped With mad twenty bulls. Yes they were gays The sperm has boiled The penises were long The dominance They fight fight fight And F* and F* Mad strong... That eyes Mad eyes When you put boy To suffer cry and tear I never understood at all. And never have forgiven. I never liked sex meal Yet The play of dominance Man never better been In hole Same breed and same romance... Yes I survived Nobody touched Me ever to my back But trust Was lost forever Guys or Gays Still same the end. Since than I never dreamed of sex I wished to be a girl. Stop asking me It is incest. Not delicate At all3 Commentarii 0 Distribuiri 6K Views
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Dress to hide ...
I've trembled
Suddenly
With fear
I could not
Wear belt...
Or Dear...
A Pleasure
Deepest in my heart
To know man
Who at the end
Before he left
Before he gone
had given
Feelings
to be born...
It looks like Kate would need long long P/M-leaveDress to hide ... I've trembled Suddenly With fear I could not Wear belt... Or Dear... A Pleasure Deepest in my heart To know man Who at the end Before he left Before he gone had given Feelings to be born... It looks like Kate would need long long P/M-leave0 Commentarii 0 Distribuiri 2K Views
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A jolly good hump day to you all, better than hump day even, it's the end of hump day. Just watching my sausages sizzling in a pan. SO looking forward to tea. Bangers are a guilty pleasure of mine. Sandwiches, mash, or toad in the hole. All good. Wanna chat about sausages in or out of a hole? Drop me a line xxxA jolly good hump day to you all, better than hump day even, it's the end of hump day. Just watching my sausages sizzling in a pan. SO looking forward to tea. Bangers are a guilty pleasure of mine. Sandwiches, mash, or toad in the hole. All good. Wanna chat about sausages in or out of a hole? Drop me a line 😊 xxx0 Commentarii 0 Distribuiri 3K Views
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Kate & Vogue
I kept away
So long
From Vogue
Tonight
I felt it's right
Of pleasure
I opened one
Just one to
Measure
How deep
I feel
Exciting
Smoke
Of thin
And elegant
Ment Vogue...
Ahh...please
Forgive
My erotism
Once
After walk
My pretty Vogue
To smoke...
P.S.
Make up from Chanel, Eye shadows and lashes Qiciy ,no any Photoshop correction, camera Sony Exp10VI
Kate & Vogue I kept away So long From Vogue Tonight I felt it's right Of pleasure I opened one Just one to Measure How deep I feel Exciting Smoke Of thin And elegant Ment Vogue... Ahh...please Forgive My erotism Once After walk My pretty Vogue To smoke... P.S. Make up from Chanel, Eye shadows and lashes Qiciy ,no any Photoshop correction, camera Sony Exp10VI3 Commentarii 0 Distribuiri 2K Views4
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Dean got in touch with me from Alestree in Derby and said he wanted to Offer me some Training but only had a tight window of opportunity, he said he had from 3pm to 3:30pm when he then had to go pick family up from wherever.... I had already seen his photos and he did fit my Criteria.
Smooth Shaven Co ck and Sacks
Full Co ck Head Showing
5" or more when hard
Willing to wear Tights or Holdups/Stockings ( Which I could supply)
Dean was 6", Smooth with Head Showing and would wear his Wife's White Holdups.
So my window of opportunity was tight as I leave work at 2:30 some days... So I said I would have to stay in my work uniform which he said was fine..
I arrived about 2.55pm so was spot on with timeing.. Dean answered the door in a robe and clearly wearing some Nylons of some sort..
We had extensively talked over the phone about preparation, cleanliness, Discretion and many other things...
He took my straight through into a bright Bedroom where he sat on the edge of the bed and spread his legs revealing White Fishnet Holdups... He grabbed a pillow and threw it on the floor between his legs, I got down and slid that lovely smooth co ck Into my mouth wetting it ready then sucking it into my mouth, playing with it with my tongue untill it was hard, a nice 6" or so, about the same as me, I slid up and down his shaft, his nerves now all gone as the pleasure takes over. I continued working on his co ck and head, sliding it all the way in, feeling his head at the back of my throat, the odd taste of pre cum now and then, after about 10 minutes intense Sucking, he started to moan, and as discussed he grabbed my head with both hands, and Slid me up and down his shaft, then just before had left his co ck on the edge of my lips, then filled my mouth with two lots of beautiful Juice, he kept hold of me and kept his co ck in there untill he was fully soft again and I had cleaned up every drop of my feed.....
I thanked him for his generous offer of training and letting me feed... He knew where I was if he had any more time...
If you live local to Spondon, Ilkeston or close surrounding area and fit my Criteria and want to help my training then please get in touch..
Dean got in touch with me from Alestree in Derby and said he wanted to Offer me some Training but only had a tight window of opportunity, he said he had from 3pm to 3:30pm when he then had to go pick family up from wherever.... I had already seen his photos and he did fit my Criteria. Smooth Shaven Co ck and Sacks Full Co ck Head Showing 5" or more when hard Willing to wear Tights or Holdups/Stockings ( Which I could supply) Dean was 6", Smooth with Head Showing and would wear his Wife's White Holdups. So my window of opportunity was tight as I leave work at 2:30 some days... So I said I would have to stay in my work uniform which he said was fine.. I arrived about 2.55pm so was spot on with timeing.. Dean answered the door in a robe and clearly wearing some Nylons of some sort.. We had extensively talked over the phone about preparation, cleanliness, Discretion and many other things... He took my straight through into a bright Bedroom where he sat on the edge of the bed and spread his legs revealing White Fishnet Holdups... He grabbed a pillow and threw it on the floor between his legs, I got down and slid that lovely smooth co ck Into my mouth wetting it ready then sucking it into my mouth, playing with it with my tongue untill it was hard, a nice 6" or so, about the same as me, I slid up and down his shaft, his nerves now all gone as the pleasure takes over. I continued working on his co ck and head, sliding it all the way in, feeling his head at the back of my throat, the odd taste of pre cum now and then, after about 10 minutes intense Sucking, he started to moan, and as discussed he grabbed my head with both hands, and Slid me up and down his shaft, then just before had left his co ck on the edge of my lips, then filled my mouth with two lots of beautiful Juice, he kept hold of me and kept his co ck in there untill he was fully soft again and I had cleaned up every drop of my feed..... I thanked him for his generous offer of training and letting me feed... He knew where I was if he had any more time... If you live local to Spondon, Ilkeston or close surrounding area and fit my Criteria and want to help my training then please get in touch..
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My inner voice
Says I am girl
Since early early
Days
I played my toys
And slept with dolls
And only,
No boys games...
I felt the pleasure
Of Mam's dress
Her wedding
Dress
And tights.
And taste of lipstick
To confess
I am the girl
So nice..
It started
Early
I forgot
When
I become
A girl...
One day
I Asked myself
What if
I never will return
My woman smiled...
And agreed
To try
To feel
To fall
...
To fall
With shyness
On my lips
Despite
I never
Get a kiss...
Just
Never
And at all...My inner voice Says I am girl Since early early Days I played my toys And slept with dolls And only, No boys games... I felt the pleasure Of Mam's dress Her wedding Dress And tights. And taste of lipstick To confess I am the girl So nice.. It started Early I forgot When I become A girl... One day I Asked myself What if I never will return My woman smiled... And agreed To try To feel To fall ... To fall With shyness On my lips Despite I never Get a kiss... Just Never And at all...
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Any body near St helens Merseyside who can travel to my house, I would love to be giving oral pleasure and yes I swallow all mmmm, yeah also no strings if you just want to get oral pleasure xxcAny body near St helens Merseyside who can travel to my house, I would love to be giving oral pleasure and yes I swallow all mmmm, yeah also no strings if you just want to get oral pleasure xxc1 Commentarii 0 Distribuiri 3K Views2
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I was sitting on the sofa, gently running my fingers over my collection of smooth satin scarves, enjoying their soft shimmer in the light. Suddenly, you burst into the living room.
"You're late today," I said with a teasing smile. "Did untying those scarves take so long? Oh, but you look so elegant again."
You were just in time. I had been searching for the perfect headscarf to match the outfit I planned to wear tomorrow my birthday. You were invited too, of course.
That’s when I noticed it your skirt was sticking up noticeably. I couldn’t help but chuckle softly.
"Take one of the satin scarves," I instructed, my voice warm yet firm. "Wrap it around yourself and start pleasuring right away."
I smiled as you obeyed. "I understand… I’m crazy about scarves today too. I’ve even spread some out all over the sofa!"
While you began, I picked up different satin headscarves, trying them on one after another and draping a few luxuriously over my legs, letting the silky fabric glide across my skin.
Finally, it was your turn. "Oh, how beautifully you’re dressed today," I murmured appreciatively. "All in satin… yes, it really suits you."
I leaned forward, eyes sparkling. "Come here. I have five new satin scarves for you. I’ll show them to you now. They’re gorgeous perfect for spring!"
I held them up one by one, letting you admire the rich colors and glossy sheen. "I’ll show you more satin scarves later, but first…"
My tone shifted into that familiar commanding sweetness. "Then you’ll get your daily task from me: Go to your room now and put on one of the new satin scarves. Then get the dildo and pleasure your hole nicely, playing with yourself at the same time, until you have an orgasm!"
Later, I slowly tied a silk scarf tightly around my own neck, watching your reaction closely. I saw it immediately your panties grew much tighter. I smiled knowingly. "Yes, I know that excites you."
"You can sniff the silk scarf that I gave you," I continued softly, "and you can start edging with a vibrator. But you stay in your panties today."
I settled back comfortably. "Today I’m taking time for you."
I reflected quietly on the last few years, thinking about how it all started between us. We sat down together on the sofa. I wanted you near me.
"Look," I said, holding up the old panties I had kept. "I’ve picked out the old ones… see how big they were?" I laughed lightly. "Huge, compared to the last few years when you were only allowed to wear tight panties."
I placed a hand gently on your thigh, my voice soft but full of control. "In the meantime, you’ve become so subservient to me… even helpless. And even though I don’t always let you pleasure yourself fully… you’re mine now."
I smiled, pulling you a little closer. "Aren’t you?"
I was sitting on the sofa, gently running my fingers over my collection of smooth satin scarves, enjoying their soft shimmer in the light. Suddenly, you burst into the living room. "You're late today," I said with a teasing smile. "Did untying those scarves take so long? Oh, but you look so elegant again." You were just in time. I had been searching for the perfect headscarf to match the outfit I planned to wear tomorrow my birthday. You were invited too, of course. That’s when I noticed it your skirt was sticking up noticeably. I couldn’t help but chuckle softly. "Take one of the satin scarves," I instructed, my voice warm yet firm. "Wrap it around yourself and start pleasuring right away." I smiled as you obeyed. "I understand… I’m crazy about scarves today too. I’ve even spread some out all over the sofa!" While you began, I picked up different satin headscarves, trying them on one after another and draping a few luxuriously over my legs, letting the silky fabric glide across my skin. Finally, it was your turn. "Oh, how beautifully you’re dressed today," I murmured appreciatively. "All in satin… yes, it really suits you." I leaned forward, eyes sparkling. "Come here. I have five new satin scarves for you. I’ll show them to you now. They’re gorgeous perfect for spring!" I held them up one by one, letting you admire the rich colors and glossy sheen. "I’ll show you more satin scarves later, but first…" My tone shifted into that familiar commanding sweetness. "Then you’ll get your daily task from me: Go to your room now and put on one of the new satin scarves. Then get the dildo and pleasure your hole nicely, playing with yourself at the same time, until you have an orgasm!" Later, I slowly tied a silk scarf tightly around my own neck, watching your reaction closely. I saw it immediately your panties grew much tighter. I smiled knowingly. "Yes, I know that excites you." "You can sniff the silk scarf that I gave you," I continued softly, "and you can start edging with a vibrator. But you stay in your panties today." I settled back comfortably. "Today I’m taking time for you." I reflected quietly on the last few years, thinking about how it all started between us. We sat down together on the sofa. I wanted you near me. "Look," I said, holding up the old panties I had kept. "I’ve picked out the old ones… see how big they were?" I laughed lightly. "Huge, compared to the last few years when you were only allowed to wear tight panties." I placed a hand gently on your thigh, my voice soft but full of control. "In the meantime, you’ve become so subservient to me… even helpless. And even though I don’t always let you pleasure yourself fully… you’re mine now." I smiled, pulling you a little closer. "Aren’t you?"0 Commentarii 0 Distribuiri 16K Views2
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I remember when I was much younger, there were ladies who advertised a "dressing" service. Visions in Camberley, and Transformations near Euston, were both providing a similar service.
They had ladies clothes and would help me put them on, walk around in heels and then wa nk me off. Some would get into the moment and treat me as a woman, others would not; just let me strut around and let me pleasure myself, while they watched.
At the time it was electric and so erotic.
Nowadays, there are dressing services per se, but they are really for those who are transitioning- that is not a sexual service. Services like Femesque, Chateu Femme, Translife etc.I remember when I was much younger, there were ladies who advertised a "dressing" service. Visions in Camberley, and Transformations near Euston, were both providing a similar service. They had ladies clothes and would help me put them on, walk around in heels and then wa nk me off. Some would get into the moment and treat me as a woman, others would not; just let me strut around and let me pleasure myself, while they watched. At the time it was electric and so erotic. Nowadays, there are dressing services per se, but they are really for those who are transitioning- that is not a sexual service. Services like Femesque, Chateu Femme, Translife etc.2 Commentarii 0 Distribuiri 9K Views
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Silhouette of Innocence
My innocence
Is simple...
Tights
No dress
I sit and smile
With no interest
Seduce you
Or invite to bed...
My Love is innocent
I hope you're convinced?
Not heart -
My Silhouette you meet...
Meet just to feel
Your pleasure wish ,
Your thrust...
My innocence
No Love
Just your orgasm...
I am shy girl
No skirt
Blond hair
Shorts
No Love...
Just
Heels and tights...
Yes chocolate
Lipstick
In the bedroom lights...
A bit of must
For sad shy girl
That lost
Forever trust...
In closed
Heart and Soul...Silhouette of Innocence My innocence Is simple... Tights No dress I sit and smile With no interest Seduce you Or invite to bed... My Love is innocent I hope you're convinced? Not heart - My Silhouette you meet... Meet just to feel Your pleasure wish , Your thrust... My innocence No Love Just your orgasm... I am shy girl No skirt Blond hair Shorts No Love... Just Heels and tights... Yes chocolate Lipstick In the bedroom lights... A bit of must For sad shy girl That lost Forever trust... In closed Heart and Soul...
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I'm loving my plug in my hole my thong tight between my cheeks holding in and feeling a bit pre cum dripping out getting my gusset wet and feel like a proper slut and wishing I was giving oral pleasure and tasting lots of juicesI'm loving my plug in my hole my thong tight between my cheeks holding in and feeling a bit pre cum dripping out getting my gusset wet and feel like a proper slut and wishing I was giving oral pleasure and tasting lots of juices0 Commentarii 0 Distribuiri 6K Views
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I’m a queen, in every sense of the word, and the BDSM realm is my Kingdom. My loyal subjects live to serve, and so fortunate that they do. My style of play ranges from the adored highness to the feared tyrant. I’m adept in my abilities, allowing you to freely play out kinks and fetishes in ways that will surpass you’re wildest fantasies. Kink is a part of my identity, and allowing you into my world will enhance yours, with such versatility, mixing both pleasure and pain. As a natural dominate, I always get what I want. Stringing you around like a puppet, hanging you from my ropes and chains, and effortlessly you bend to my every will. “I want” will be words you’ll be accustomed to, and what I want you to give without hesitation. So are you ready to worship me? Are you ready to be the throne? My servant? My pet? My puppet to orchestrate? My little toy? Ready to serve my every desire as I expand yours? Are you ready to serve your Queen?
Again to to be clear I’m hoping to chat see where things might progress
Telegram : @misskate5216
Email : Missk5214@gmail.comI’m a queen, in every sense of the word, and the BDSM realm is my Kingdom. My loyal subjects live to serve, and so fortunate that they do. My style of play ranges from the adored highness to the feared tyrant. I’m adept in my abilities, allowing you to freely play out kinks and fetishes in ways that will surpass you’re wildest fantasies. Kink is a part of my identity, and allowing you into my world will enhance yours, with such versatility, mixing both pleasure and pain. As a natural dominate, I always get what I want. Stringing you around like a puppet, hanging you from my ropes and chains, and effortlessly you bend to my every will. “I want” will be words you’ll be accustomed to, and what I want you to give without hesitation. So are you ready to worship me? Are you ready to be the throne? My servant? My pet? My puppet to orchestrate? My little toy? Ready to serve my every desire as I expand yours? Are you ready to serve your Queen? Again to to be clear I’m hoping to chat see where things might progress Telegram : @misskate5216 Email : Missk5214@gmail.com0 Commentarii 0 Distribuiri 15K Views
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Why do I love Co ck......
This is a good question and I guess it's personal to me ...
Co ck that has the head fully showing to me look amazing, small medium or large just look incredible and if Smooth Shaven and in Stockings or Holdups then I'm Week and I must have them in my mouth.
The way the skin behind the head moves with your lips, the feel of the rough edge of the Head.
The taste of a clean **** is amazing.
The way it shows you it enjoys what you started by getting hard, what a turn on
The best thing of all is how after all this fun sucking and playing it rewards you again with the most amazing Pre Cum then followed by a juicy mouth full of Cum for me to Swallow and enjoy...
Damn I love them so much ....
If you are local to Derby or Nottingham then get in touch, get those Co ck Photos and
Send them my way
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Further Slutty Reading
As someone that on the odd occasion meets other CDs, I think it is important to know how I feel about you if we meet up.
Well it's very important to understand before we meet a few things.
I'm meeting you for my own pleasure entirely,
I'm not interested in you looking like a Female entirely... Let me explain
Before we got to the meeting point we would have chatted extensively about it, and swapped Pics as you do.
So now we know I'm only interested in your Co ck, but only Smooth Co ck and in Lingerie.
Unfortunately I DON'T do beards, not on my Co ck.
So now we know, You need to be Smooth, in Lingerie and have a **** I WILL use.
That means I will be Sucking that Co ck Dry and Swallowing the Content, No Ifs, No Buts...
Now the next thing is what you may want me to do or of course do to me.
The 2 rules I have will have been discussed with you before now anyway so...
My Co ck 'WILL' be Emptied and 'WILL' be Swallowed by You, No Ifs, No Buts...
I get asked, but I wanted you to **** my Ass, that's fine but the rule above still applies so remember that...
I get asked, But I wanted to **** your Ass, well again that's fine but you WILL Cum in my mouth and Feed me, No Ifs, No Buts.
You are a Toy for my pleasure.... That's it
You may become a friend and we may meet very regular, but everything above ALWAYS stays the same....Never Ever any Mess or Waste...
Now you know..
All my best pictures and Stories in one (FREE) Private Group <a href="https://www.flickr.com/groups/14871084@N25/">www.flickr.com/groups/14871084@N25/</a>Why do I love Co ck...... This is a good question and I guess it's personal to me ... Co ck that has the head fully showing to me look amazing, small medium or large just look incredible and if Smooth Shaven and in Stockings or Holdups then I'm Week and I must have them in my mouth. The way the skin behind the head moves with your lips, the feel of the rough edge of the Head. The taste of a clean cock is amazing. The way it shows you it enjoys what you started by getting hard, what a turn on The best thing of all is how after all this fun sucking and playing it rewards you again with the most amazing Pre Cum then followed by a juicy mouth full of Cum for me to Swallow and enjoy... Damn I love them so much .... If you are local to Derby or Nottingham then get in touch, get those Co ck Photos and Send them my way 😉 ------------------------------------------------------------ Further Slutty Reading As someone that on the odd occasion meets other CDs, I think it is important to know how I feel about you if we meet up. Well it's very important to understand before we meet a few things. I'm meeting you for my own pleasure entirely, I'm not interested in you looking like a Female entirely... Let me explain Before we got to the meeting point we would have chatted extensively about it, and swapped Pics as you do. So now we know I'm only interested in your Co ck, but only Smooth Co ck and in Lingerie. Unfortunately I DON'T do beards, not on my Co ck. So now we know, You need to be Smooth, in Lingerie and have a Cock I WILL use. That means I will be Sucking that Co ck Dry and Swallowing the Content, No Ifs, No Buts... Now the next thing is what you may want me to do or of course do to me. The 2 rules I have will have been discussed with you before now anyway so... My Co ck 'WILL' be Emptied and 'WILL' be Swallowed by You, No Ifs, No Buts... I get asked, but I wanted you to Fuck my Ass, that's fine but the rule above still applies so remember that... I get asked, But I wanted to Fuck your Ass, well again that's fine but you WILL Cum in my mouth and Feed me, No Ifs, No Buts. You are a Toy for my pleasure.... That's it You may become a friend and we may meet very regular, but everything above ALWAYS stays the same....Never Ever any Mess or Waste... Now you know.. All my best pictures and Stories in one (FREE) Private Group <a href="https://www.flickr.com/groups/14871084@N25/">www.flickr.com/groups/14871084@N25/</a>I'm looking for a local friend for very naughty and very Regular fun and everything you read below, if your a CD then that's even better, if your not a CD but want some fun just keep reading...
I don't hide the fact that I enjoy a nice co ck in Stockings so if you want to be part of this enjoyment then here goes.
A member asked me why, if you enjoy co cks so much, why not just offer to suck any....
I said well that's not the point, I actually don't ask that much.. A smooth shaven co ck with full head showing. That's my personal preference, one because it is much cleaner, ( just chat with any Nurse) and two I cannot stand Hairs....
The only Boundary I'm pushing is asking those interested to wear Tights, Stockings or Holdups.... Not exactly the end of the world is it..... My idea here is two fold, one I just love Lingerie and Smooth Co cks, it really really gets me going and Two, it could very well not be the last time there wear some, as I and all CDs know it can get very addictive... To be honest I think I may have an issue as I love smooth co ck in Stockings probably too much....
I wonder if there is a Co cks Anonymous
I would travel more to meet other people offering there help with my Training but time is an issue when married and working, I often have a short window of opportunity of a couple of hours, Tuesday, Thursday and Friday, on the occasional day off I may get longer so ask if you want to.. most of my availability is between 2:30 and 4:30 at the latest... Hence why travelling is an issue...
So if anyone can accommodate this then let me know, if I find a trustworthy person, they can come to my house but even then we would have to be careful.. or maybe I would end up servicing you in the workshop/shed
The other question I get is Why do you have to Swallow... Well again, I love it and no way am I cleaning that mess up
It's much easier just swallowing it all and job done, no dirty lingerie either.... Of course if you want my co ck too then the same rule will apply to you... Don't forget lol xx
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My original Details..........
Derby UK Lingerie CD Looking for Training
I'm looking for Training Help within 20 minutes of Spondon or Ilkeston for ongoing training purposes, I don't expect anything in return (Totally Free)
These are my criteria..
Smooth Shaven Co ck and Sacks
Full Co ck Head Showing
Willing to wear Tights or Holdups/Stockings ( Which I could supply)
This is for training only, I don't expect you to do anything else at all, ideally you can sit on the edge of the sofa or arm chair with your legs spread, you can read a book or play on your phone or watch TV.... I'm there to gain as much experience at sucking as possible, I will be trying different techniques and will leave No Mess at all... So long as you are happy for me to Swallow.
Hopefully this will be at least 3 times a week hopefully more...
No one needs to know anything so if your married or with someone then that's fine.
Feedback on how I'm doing and how I can improve my extraction would be even better as the faster I get my fill the better I'm doing.
Age and looks are unimportant so long as it's legal, you should be fit and healthy and free from anything catching.
I expect you to be Very Clean, Tidy, Discreet and Pleasant and Trustworthy... What I do will go no further and I expect the same.
Please check out my Profile and Pics and my Favourites to see what I'm like and what I like.
Contact me for any questions or details..
This is my Profile:-
<a href="https://www.flickr.com/people/11512300@N05/">www.flickr.com/people/11512300@N05/</a>
These are my Favourites:-
<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/11512300@N05/favorites/">www.flickr.com/photos/11512300@N05/favorites/</a>
My Best Pics and Very Naughty Stories are in my Group Below:-
<a href="http://www.flickr.com/groups/14871084@N25/">www.flickr.com/groups/14871084@N25/</a>
If you are a CD and want even more fun or are not a CD and just want to Feed from me then just please ask, I'm always available if needed... I just forgot to mention this option here xx
One Member that has helped me with my Mouth Training (as they put it) asked if there were anything else they could do to help even more...
I said actually there is if you feel up to it...
What I need you to do is just before you Cum, you need to get up and Make me swallow your entire load, not letting me move until every drop has gone....Now there are a number of ways you can do this...
You can hold my head with both hands and head **** me untill you cum or
You can make me lean with my head on the Wall so I'm pinned and do the same or
If you have a high bed or Sofa Edge or even on the Sofa, use the same method to pin me down.....
Alternatively get on top in the 69 position and fill me up that way....
I'm sure there are many more ways but this would really help with my training if you could please....
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((Feel Free to Share if you like 🩷))
No Ai or Fake Pictures, What you see is me and mine. Nothing more or less.
Why do I love Co ck......
This is a good question and I guess it's personal to me ...
Co ck that has the head fully showing to me look amazing, small medium or large just look incredible and if Smooth Shaven and in Stockings or Holdups then I'm Week and I must have them in my mouth.
The way the skin behind the head moves with your lips, the feel of the rough edge of the Head.
The taste of a clean **** is amazing.
The way it shows you it enjoys what you started by getting hard, what a turn on
The best thing of all is how after all this fun sucking and playing it rewards you again with the most amazing Pre Cum then followed by a juicy mouth full of Cum for me to Swallow and enjoy...
Damn I love them so much ....
If you are local to Derby or Nottingham then get in touch, get those Co ck Photos and
Send them my way
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Further Slutty Reading
As someone that on the odd occasion meets other CDs, I think it is important to know how I feel about you if we meet up.
Well it's very important to understand before we meet a few things.
I'm meeting you for my own pleasure entirely,
I'm not interested in you looking like a Female entirely... Let me explain
Before we got to the meeting point we would have chatted extensively about it, and swapped Pics as you do.
So now we know I'm only interested in your Co ck, but only Smooth Co ck and in Lingerie.
Unfortunately I DON'T do beards, not on my Co ck.
So now we know, You need to be Smooth, in Lingerie and have a **** I WILL use.
That means I will be Sucking that Co ck Dry and Swallowing the Content, No Ifs, No Buts...
Now the next thing is what you may want me to do or of course do to me.
The 2 rules I have will have been discussed with you before now anyway so...
My Co ck 'WILL' be Emptied and 'WILL' be Swallowed by You, No Ifs, No Buts...
I get asked, but I wanted you to **** my Ass, that's fine but the rule above still applies so remember that...
I get asked, But I wanted to **** your Ass, well again that's fine but you WILL Cum in my mouth and Feed me, No Ifs, No Buts.
You are a Toy for my pleasure.... That's it
You may become a friend and we may meet very regular, but everything above ALWAYS stays the same....Never Ever any Mess or Waste...
Now you know..
All my best pictures and Stories in one (FREE) Private Group <a href="https://www.flickr.com/groups/14871084@N25/">www.flickr.com/groups/14871084@N25/</a>((Feel Free to Share if you like 🩷)) No Ai or Fake Pictures, What you see is me and mine. Nothing more or less. Why do I love Co ck...... This is a good question and I guess it's personal to me ... Co ck that has the head fully showing to me look amazing, small medium or large just look incredible and if Smooth Shaven and in Stockings or Holdups then I'm Week and I must have them in my mouth. The way the skin behind the head moves with your lips, the feel of the rough edge of the Head. The taste of a clean cock is amazing. The way it shows you it enjoys what you started by getting hard, what a turn on The best thing of all is how after all this fun sucking and playing it rewards you again with the most amazing Pre Cum then followed by a juicy mouth full of Cum for me to Swallow and enjoy... Damn I love them so much .... If you are local to Derby or Nottingham then get in touch, get those Co ck Photos and Send them my way 😉 ------------------------------------------------------------ Further Slutty Reading As someone that on the odd occasion meets other CDs, I think it is important to know how I feel about you if we meet up. Well it's very important to understand before we meet a few things. I'm meeting you for my own pleasure entirely, I'm not interested in you looking like a Female entirely... Let me explain Before we got to the meeting point we would have chatted extensively about it, and swapped Pics as you do. So now we know I'm only interested in your Co ck, but only Smooth Co ck and in Lingerie. Unfortunately I DON'T do beards, not on my Co ck. So now we know, You need to be Smooth, in Lingerie and have a Cock I WILL use. That means I will be Sucking that Co ck Dry and Swallowing the Content, No Ifs, No Buts... Now the next thing is what you may want me to do or of course do to me. The 2 rules I have will have been discussed with you before now anyway so... My Co ck 'WILL' be Emptied and 'WILL' be Swallowed by You, No Ifs, No Buts... I get asked, but I wanted you to Fuck my Ass, that's fine but the rule above still applies so remember that... I get asked, But I wanted to Fuck your Ass, well again that's fine but you WILL Cum in my mouth and Feed me, No Ifs, No Buts. You are a Toy for my pleasure.... That's it You may become a friend and we may meet very regular, but everything above ALWAYS stays the same....Never Ever any Mess or Waste... Now you know.. All my best pictures and Stories in one (FREE) Private Group <a href="https://www.flickr.com/groups/14871084@N25/">www.flickr.com/groups/14871084@N25/</a>
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A silver cut
I ve made
This silver shade
I ve made
This lesbi cut...
Am I attractive more?
You wish retreate
Not f...k?
Im lost
My breasts are small
That s good for lesbi girl
My voice is not to high
But not so manly wild
But body....
Is too soft
Too feminine
Too gentle
What could
I do with soul
My Girly soul
Trembles...
I ve made my lashes
Small
I shadowed pink my
Eyes.
My lips are waiting kiss
Of girl...
Girl in disgise...
My lips are waiting
For your kiss
I know trembling taste
I wish to meet you
Magic Miss
Who will seduce my lace...
Who knows where
Touch me right
Bring pleasure
Lust and fire
Who cuddles simply
Girl to Girl
And grows my admire...
I want forget
My hide as boy
I wish you understand
I wish orgasm
Orgasm of girl
And not for one night stand...
I want you open me
My dress will fall for you in night...
My Darling lead me to confess
With you in Paradise ...
A silver cut I ve made This silver shade I ve made This lesbi cut... Am I attractive more? You wish retreate Not f...k? Im lost My breasts are small That s good for lesbi girl My voice is not to high But not so manly wild But body.... Is too soft Too feminine Too gentle What could I do with soul My Girly soul Trembles... I ve made my lashes Small I shadowed pink my Eyes. My lips are waiting kiss Of girl... Girl in disgise... My lips are waiting For your kiss I know trembling taste I wish to meet you Magic Miss Who will seduce my lace... Who knows where Touch me right Bring pleasure Lust and fire Who cuddles simply Girl to Girl And grows my admire... I want forget My hide as boy I wish you understand I wish orgasm Orgasm of girl And not for one night stand... I want you open me My dress will fall for you in night... My Darling lead me to confess With you in Paradise ...
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So very horny right now and I would love to be giving oral pleasure, yeah no strings, I can accommodate descreetly if someone wants to come visit xSo very horny right now and I would love to be giving oral pleasure, yeah no strings, I can accommodate descreetly if someone wants to come visit x1 Commentarii 0 Distribuiri 5K Views
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No Ai or Fake Pictures, What you see is me and mine. Nothing more or less.
Why do I love Co ck......
This is a good question and I guess it's personal to me ...
Co ck that has the head fully showing to me look amazing, small medium or large just look incredible and if Smooth Shaven and in Stockings or Holdups then I'm Week and I must have them in my mouth.
The way the skin behind the head moves with your lips, the feel of the rough edge of the Head.
The taste of a clean **** is amazing.
The way it shows you it enjoys what you started by getting hard, what a turn on
The best thing of all is how after all this fun sucking and playing it rewards you again with the most amazing Pre Cum then followed by a juicy mouth full of Cum for me to Swallow and enjoy...
Damn I love them so much ....
If you are local to Derby or Nottingham then get in touch, get those Co ck Photos and
Send them my way
------------------------------------------------------------
Further Slutty Reading
As someone that on the odd occasion meets other CDs, I think it is important to know how I feel about you if we meet up.
Well it's very important to understand before we meet a few things.
I'm meeting you for my own pleasure entirely,
I'm not interested in you looking like a Female entirely... Let me explain
Before we got to the meeting point we would have chatted extensively about it, and swapped Pics as you do.
So now we know I'm only interested in your Co ck, but only Smooth Co ck and in Lingerie.
Unfortunately I DON'T do beards, not on my Co ck.
So now we know, You need to be Smooth, in Lingerie and have a **** I WILL use.
That means I will be Sucking that Co ck Dry and Swallowing the Content, No Ifs, No Buts...
Now the next thing is what you may want me to do or of course do to me.
The 2 rules I have will have been discussed with you before now anyway so...
My Co ck 'WILL' be Emptied and 'WILL' be Swallowed by You, No Ifs, No Buts...
I get asked, but I wanted you to **** my Ass, that's fine but the rule above still applies so remember that...
I get asked, But I wanted to **** your Ass, well again that's fine but you WILL Cum in my mouth and Feed me, No Ifs, No Buts.
You are a Toy for my pleasure.... That's it
You may become a friend and we may meet very regular, but everything above ALWAYS stays the same....Never Ever any Mess or Waste...
Now you know..
All my best pictures and Stories in one (FREE) Private Group <a href="https://www.flickr.com/groups/14871084@N25/">www.flickr.com/groups/14871084@N25/</a>No Ai or Fake Pictures, What you see is me and mine. Nothing more or less. Why do I love Co ck...... This is a good question and I guess it's personal to me ... Co ck that has the head fully showing to me look amazing, small medium or large just look incredible and if Smooth Shaven and in Stockings or Holdups then I'm Week and I must have them in my mouth. The way the skin behind the head moves with your lips, the feel of the rough edge of the Head. The taste of a clean cock is amazing. The way it shows you it enjoys what you started by getting hard, what a turn on The best thing of all is how after all this fun sucking and playing it rewards you again with the most amazing Pre Cum then followed by a juicy mouth full of Cum for me to Swallow and enjoy... Damn I love them so much .... If you are local to Derby or Nottingham then get in touch, get those Co ck Photos and Send them my way 😉 ------------------------------------------------------------ Further Slutty Reading As someone that on the odd occasion meets other CDs, I think it is important to know how I feel about you if we meet up. Well it's very important to understand before we meet a few things. I'm meeting you for my own pleasure entirely, I'm not interested in you looking like a Female entirely... Let me explain Before we got to the meeting point we would have chatted extensively about it, and swapped Pics as you do. So now we know I'm only interested in your Co ck, but only Smooth Co ck and in Lingerie. Unfortunately I DON'T do beards, not on my Co ck. So now we know, You need to be Smooth, in Lingerie and have a Cock I WILL use. That means I will be Sucking that Co ck Dry and Swallowing the Content, No Ifs, No Buts... Now the next thing is what you may want me to do or of course do to me. The 2 rules I have will have been discussed with you before now anyway so... My Co ck 'WILL' be Emptied and 'WILL' be Swallowed by You, No Ifs, No Buts... I get asked, but I wanted you to Fuck my Ass, that's fine but the rule above still applies so remember that... I get asked, But I wanted to Fuck your Ass, well again that's fine but you WILL Cum in my mouth and Feed me, No Ifs, No Buts. You are a Toy for my pleasure.... That's it You may become a friend and we may meet very regular, but everything above ALWAYS stays the same....Never Ever any Mess or Waste... Now you know.. All my best pictures and Stories in one (FREE) Private Group <a href="https://www.flickr.com/groups/14871084@N25/">www.flickr.com/groups/14871084@N25/</a>
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Hello, to all you sexy people, Sophie is feeling really naughty tonight and I need someone to play with me and use me for their pleasure x PLEASEHello, to all you sexy people, Sophie is feeling really naughty tonight and I need someone to play with me and use me for their pleasure x PLEASE 😘0 Commentarii 0 Distribuiri 6K Views
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In Visibility
I ask myself
If I am lie
Pretending
Not be boy
If I am strange?
I don't deny
It's strange
To be doll toy
I often ask
Myself
If I
want be
Like them at all
And every time
Without thrust
I answer
Not like girl...
So all it is
A sense of tights
That make you
Much excite?
And warmth
And pleasure
Even lust...?
You ll name
Them all...
You might...
Am I just hiding
From my past
From Love
I never met?
I just not felt
At all
"your must"
Makes happy
At the end...
Am I afraid
To meet divorce?
Not really
All'd past...
So please explain
Why you are girl
When born another cast...?
Do you avoiding
World of men
Nor fitting
Nor in peace
And live on border
Of your ends
In tights
To feel like
Miss...?
I do not know
It is trill
To dress and go
Through...
Through
World
Unnoticed
At all
No matter ever
Boy or girl...
In Visibility I ask myself If I am lie Pretending Not be boy If I am strange? I don't deny It's strange To be doll toy I often ask Myself If I want be Like them at all And every time Without thrust I answer Not like girl... So all it is A sense of tights That make you Much excite? And warmth And pleasure Even lust...? You ll name Them all... You might... Am I just hiding From my past From Love I never met? I just not felt At all "your must" Makes happy At the end... Am I afraid To meet divorce? Not really All'd past... So please explain Why you are girl When born another cast...? Do you avoiding World of men Nor fitting Nor in peace And live on border Of your ends In tights To feel like Miss...? I do not know It is trill To dress and go Through... Through World Unnoticed At all No matter ever Boy or girl...
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No Ai or Fake Pictures, What you see it me and mine. Nothing more or less.
Why do I love Co ck
This is a good question and I guess it's personal to me ...
Co ck that has the head fully showing to me look amazing, small medium or large just look incredible and if Smooth Shaven and in Stockings or Holdups then I'm Week and I must have them in my mouth.
The way the skin behind the head moves with your lips, the feel of the rough edge of the Head.
The taste of a clean **** is amazing.
The way it shows you it enjoys what you started by getting hard, what a turn on
The best thing of all is how after all this fun sucking and playing it rewards you again with the most amazing Pre Cum then followed by a juicy mouth full of Cum for me to Swallow and enjoy...
Damn I love them so much ....
If you are local to Derby or Nottingham then get in touch, get those Co ck Photos and
Send them my way
------------------------------------------------------------
Further Slutty Reading
As someone that on the odd occasion meets other CDs, I think it is important to know how I feel about you if we meet up.
Well it's very important to understand before we meet a few things.
I'm meeting you for my own pleasure entirely,
I'm not interested in you looking like a Female entirely... Let me explain
Before we got to the meeting point we would have chatted extensively about it, and swapped Pics as you do.
So now we know I'm only interested in your Co ck, but only Smooth Co ck and in Lingerie.
Unfortunately I DON'T do beards, not on my Co ck.
So now we know, You need to be Smooth, in Lingerie and have a **** I WILL use.
That means I will be Sucking that Co ck Dry and Swallowing the Content, No Ifs, No Buts...
Now the next thing is what you may want me to do or of course do to me.
The 2 rules I have will have been discussed with you before now anyway so...
My Co ck 'WILL' be Emptied and 'WILL' be Swallowed by You, No Ifs, No Buts...
I get asked, but I wanted you to **** my Ass, that's fine but the rule above still applies so remember that...
I get asked, But I wanted to **** your Ass, well again that's fine but you WILL Cum in my mouth and Feed me, No Ifs, No Buts.
You are a Toy for my pleasure.... That's it
You may become a friend and we may meet very regular, but everything above ALWAYS stays the same....Never Ever any Mess or Waste...
Now you know..
All my best pictures and Stories in one (FREE) Private Group <a href="https://www.flickr.com/groups/14871084@N25/">www.flickr.com/groups/14871084@N25/</a>No Ai or Fake Pictures, What you see it me and mine. Nothing more or less. Why do I love Co ck This is a good question and I guess it's personal to me ... Co ck that has the head fully showing to me look amazing, small medium or large just look incredible and if Smooth Shaven and in Stockings or Holdups then I'm Week and I must have them in my mouth. The way the skin behind the head moves with your lips, the feel of the rough edge of the Head. The taste of a clean cock is amazing. The way it shows you it enjoys what you started by getting hard, what a turn on The best thing of all is how after all this fun sucking and playing it rewards you again with the most amazing Pre Cum then followed by a juicy mouth full of Cum for me to Swallow and enjoy... Damn I love them so much .... If you are local to Derby or Nottingham then get in touch, get those Co ck Photos and Send them my way 😉 ------------------------------------------------------------ Further Slutty Reading As someone that on the odd occasion meets other CDs, I think it is important to know how I feel about you if we meet up. Well it's very important to understand before we meet a few things. I'm meeting you for my own pleasure entirely, I'm not interested in you looking like a Female entirely... Let me explain Before we got to the meeting point we would have chatted extensively about it, and swapped Pics as you do. So now we know I'm only interested in your Co ck, but only Smooth Co ck and in Lingerie. Unfortunately I DON'T do beards, not on my Co ck. So now we know, You need to be Smooth, in Lingerie and have a Cock I WILL use. That means I will be Sucking that Co ck Dry and Swallowing the Content, No Ifs, No Buts... Now the next thing is what you may want me to do or of course do to me. The 2 rules I have will have been discussed with you before now anyway so... My Co ck 'WILL' be Emptied and 'WILL' be Swallowed by You, No Ifs, No Buts... I get asked, but I wanted you to Fuck my Ass, that's fine but the rule above still applies so remember that... I get asked, But I wanted to Fuck your Ass, well again that's fine but you WILL Cum in my mouth and Feed me, No Ifs, No Buts. You are a Toy for my pleasure.... That's it You may become a friend and we may meet very regular, but everything above ALWAYS stays the same....Never Ever any Mess or Waste... Now you know.. All my best pictures and Stories in one (FREE) Private Group <a href="https://www.flickr.com/groups/14871084@N25/">www.flickr.com/groups/14871084@N25/</a>
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I'm a total bottom, I like to be controlled I like collars and leashes, I love toys especially buttplugs with tails, I enjoy being restrained, I love giving head, I am a good sub, I like to lay in my partners lap and tease through their pants or shorts or skirt while watching tv, I like pet play but that really falls into the collar and leash thing, and I do my best to learn every Hotspot or anything I can do to please my partner because that's where I get my pleasure. Knowing I I did a good job is the ultimate reward for a sub in my opinion what do yall think makes a good sub?I'm a total bottom, I like to be controlled I like collars and leashes, I love toys especially buttplugs with tails, I enjoy being restrained, I love giving head, I am a good sub, I like to lay in my partners lap and tease through their pants or shorts or skirt while watching tv, I like pet play but that really falls into the collar and leash thing, and I do my best to learn every Hotspot or anything I can do to please my partner because that's where I get my pleasure. Knowing I I did a good job is the ultimate reward for a sub in my opinion what do yall think makes a good sub?1 Commentarii 0 Distribuiri 10K Views
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My fingers tremble, just a faint quiver, as I reach for the foil packet on the nightstand. It’s almost weightless, a promise in silver. I tear it open with deliberate care (the small rip loud in the stillness), and the condom unfurls like liquid mercury. Cool and impossibly thin, it glides down over my already aching ****, sheathing me in a trembling second skin. Safe. Secure. A fragile barrier between me and the avalanche of satin to come. A bead of pre-cum kisses the latex tip; I smile. Patience, little sissy. You’ll have your reward.
The first layer is a whisper-pink satin chemise, so fine it feels wet. I let it slither over my head, down my chest, until the hem brushes mid-thigh. Instantly it warms, clings, releases, and clings again with every breath. My palms chase the fabric, front and back, greedy for the slick heat blooming beneath my touch.
Next, the Black nightgown (double-layered, heavy, devotional). I step into it and draw it upward. The inner lining kisses the chemise, and they sigh together: shhh, shhh, my private lullaby. It falls to my ankles in a perfect liquid column. When I move, both layers ripple, cool against cool, warmer where my body heat pools.
The robe is deep rose, quilted satin outside, and champagne gloss within. Arms slide into sleeves, and the lining floods over my skin like chilled cream poured slow. I cinch the sash, and the world contracts: four surfaces of satin now stroking one another with every heartbeat (chemise on nightgown, nightgown on robe lining, lining on skin). I walk barefoot across the room, and the fabrics answer in overlapping waves: the chemise clings, the nightgown glides, and the robe slithers and sweeps. A private orchestra of frictionless lust.
In the mirror I’m only blush and ivory shimmer, face flushed above an ocean of gloss. I lift my arms; sleeves fall back like slow-motion waterfalls. When they drop, the collapse is a soft, wet thud against my body that I feel in my teeth.
I sink onto the midnight-blue satin duvet and let the robe bloom beneath me. On my back, layers flatten and spread, cool against my shoulder blades, my thighs, and the arches of my feet. I arch (just slightly) and the slide is obscene: satin on satin on satin, endless, merciless.
Knees drawn up, fabric pools thick and warm between my thighs like molten candy. My palms smooth down the front (quilted diamonds, slick columns, clinging chemise, skin), and every layer moves with me, against me, inside me.
Now the first of my headscarves, ballet-slipper pink, three feet of pure satin. Folded triangle wide, draped, pulled beneath my chin, crossed, and knotted tight. It cups my jaw and seals my throat. A second knot sits just under my lower lip like a soft gag. The world muffles instantly.
Second scarf, ivory and heavier. Over the first, tied again triangle wide. Four thicknesses now cradle my head, press my cheeks, and frame my face in a gleaming oval.
Third, a deep rose bandeau wound low, looped twice, and knotted at my nape. My chin is forced gently down; swallowing makes every layer glide against my throat in one slow, liquid swallow of its own.
Then the veils.
Pink chiffon, so sheer it’s barely there, yet it turns every texture beneath into a caress. Ivory voile next, pinned high, floating like breath. Last, pale mint over my face alone, tucked beneath the lowest knot. The room becomes watercolor. Breathing through it is filthy intimacy: the fabric flutters against my lips, tasting faintly of dye and my own heat.
A final white satin ribbon, narrow and merciless. Three coils around my neck over every knot, until only a thick, glossy band remains, pulsing with my heartbeat.
From crown to toe, only satin and chiffon speak. When I turn my head, the scarves whisper, and the veils drift like perfume. Pressure under my chin is constant, loving, and absolute.
One sleeved hand slips beneath the pooled folds at my thighs (satin, satin, satin then the cool, taut drum of latex). The contrast is blinding. I stroke once, slowly. My breath flutters the veil against my lips.
Knees higher. The other hand presses the stacked knots beneath my chin (gentle ownership). I begin: lazy circles that turn greedy. The condom translates every ridge of fabric into bright, liquid fire. Veils drift across my chest with each ragged inhale. Heat blooms, trapped, multiplied, sacred.
Faster. Hips rock. The robe lining slithers against the duvet in one long, wet slide. Scarves tighten as my head sinks deeper into the pillow; the ribbon collar throbs.
Release crashes silent and total. I bite down on nothing but chiffon, a muffled whimper swallowed by layers. Pleasure pours into the latex sheath in thick, obedient pulses, trapped and perfect, echoing through every fold until my whole body is one long satin tremor.
After, I lie glowing. The condom keeps me immaculate (another reverent layer). My chest rises and falls beneath quilted satin and drifting voile; tiny aftershocks ripple like quiet tides.My fingers tremble, just a faint quiver, as I reach for the foil packet on the nightstand. It’s almost weightless, a promise in silver. I tear it open with deliberate care (the small rip loud in the stillness), and the condom unfurls like liquid mercury. Cool and impossibly thin, it glides down over my already aching cock, sheathing me in a trembling second skin. Safe. Secure. A fragile barrier between me and the avalanche of satin to come. A bead of pre-cum kisses the latex tip; I smile. Patience, little sissy. You’ll have your reward. The first layer is a whisper-pink satin chemise, so fine it feels wet. I let it slither over my head, down my chest, until the hem brushes mid-thigh. Instantly it warms, clings, releases, and clings again with every breath. My palms chase the fabric, front and back, greedy for the slick heat blooming beneath my touch. Next, the Black nightgown (double-layered, heavy, devotional). I step into it and draw it upward. The inner lining kisses the chemise, and they sigh together: shhh, shhh, my private lullaby. It falls to my ankles in a perfect liquid column. When I move, both layers ripple, cool against cool, warmer where my body heat pools. The robe is deep rose, quilted satin outside, and champagne gloss within. Arms slide into sleeves, and the lining floods over my skin like chilled cream poured slow. I cinch the sash, and the world contracts: four surfaces of satin now stroking one another with every heartbeat (chemise on nightgown, nightgown on robe lining, lining on skin). I walk barefoot across the room, and the fabrics answer in overlapping waves: the chemise clings, the nightgown glides, and the robe slithers and sweeps. A private orchestra of frictionless lust. In the mirror I’m only blush and ivory shimmer, face flushed above an ocean of gloss. I lift my arms; sleeves fall back like slow-motion waterfalls. When they drop, the collapse is a soft, wet thud against my body that I feel in my teeth. I sink onto the midnight-blue satin duvet and let the robe bloom beneath me. On my back, layers flatten and spread, cool against my shoulder blades, my thighs, and the arches of my feet. I arch (just slightly) and the slide is obscene: satin on satin on satin, endless, merciless. Knees drawn up, fabric pools thick and warm between my thighs like molten candy. My palms smooth down the front (quilted diamonds, slick columns, clinging chemise, skin), and every layer moves with me, against me, inside me. Now the first of my headscarves, ballet-slipper pink, three feet of pure satin. Folded triangle wide, draped, pulled beneath my chin, crossed, and knotted tight. It cups my jaw and seals my throat. A second knot sits just under my lower lip like a soft gag. The world muffles instantly. Second scarf, ivory and heavier. Over the first, tied again triangle wide. Four thicknesses now cradle my head, press my cheeks, and frame my face in a gleaming oval. Third, a deep rose bandeau wound low, looped twice, and knotted at my nape. My chin is forced gently down; swallowing makes every layer glide against my throat in one slow, liquid swallow of its own. Then the veils. Pink chiffon, so sheer it’s barely there, yet it turns every texture beneath into a caress. Ivory voile next, pinned high, floating like breath. Last, pale mint over my face alone, tucked beneath the lowest knot. The room becomes watercolor. Breathing through it is filthy intimacy: the fabric flutters against my lips, tasting faintly of dye and my own heat. A final white satin ribbon, narrow and merciless. Three coils around my neck over every knot, until only a thick, glossy band remains, pulsing with my heartbeat. From crown to toe, only satin and chiffon speak. When I turn my head, the scarves whisper, and the veils drift like perfume. Pressure under my chin is constant, loving, and absolute. One sleeved hand slips beneath the pooled folds at my thighs (satin, satin, satin then the cool, taut drum of latex). The contrast is blinding. I stroke once, slowly. My breath flutters the veil against my lips. Knees higher. The other hand presses the stacked knots beneath my chin (gentle ownership). I begin: lazy circles that turn greedy. The condom translates every ridge of fabric into bright, liquid fire. Veils drift across my chest with each ragged inhale. Heat blooms, trapped, multiplied, sacred. Faster. Hips rock. The robe lining slithers against the duvet in one long, wet slide. Scarves tighten as my head sinks deeper into the pillow; the ribbon collar throbs. Release crashes silent and total. I bite down on nothing but chiffon, a muffled whimper swallowed by layers. Pleasure pours into the latex sheath in thick, obedient pulses, trapped and perfect, echoing through every fold until my whole body is one long satin tremor. After, I lie glowing. The condom keeps me immaculate (another reverent layer). My chest rises and falls beneath quilted satin and drifting voile; tiny aftershocks ripple like quiet tides.0 Commentarii 0 Distribuiri 18K Views
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I stood in front of the full-length mirror in my dimly lit bedroom, my heart pounding with anticipation. At 64 years old, my body had softened over the years—my ample belly and wide hips a testament to a life of indulgence, now embraced in my secret world as a sissy crossdresser. Layers of shimmering satin enveloped me like a cocoon, not restraining but caressing every curve. A voluminous satin nightgown draped over my frame, its glossy fabric pooling around my thighs, while beneath it, satin panties hugged my skin, and a satin slip added another silky barrier. I felt shrouded, encased in luxury, every movement sending whispers of fabric against fabric.
My hands trembled slightly as I reached for the condom on the nightstand. I tore open the packet with care, the latex unfurling smoothly. Sliding it over my hardening arousal, I savored the initial cool tightness, a prelude to the symphony of sensations to come. It fit snugly, ready to capture the climax of this intimate ritual.
Now, I turned my attention to the fabrics that called to me. My fingers glided over the satin nightgown, tracing the smooth, slippery surface that clung to my obese form. The material shifted with each breath, rubbing against my skin in waves of electric silkiness. I ran my hands down my sides, feeling the layers bunch and slide, the overwhelming sensuality building as the satin whispered promises of ecstasy. My belly, soft and round, pressed against the inner layers, amplifying the friction—cool satin warming to my body heat, turning into a second skin that teased every nerve.
I moved to the dresser, where my collection of headscarves awaited. First, I selected an oversized satin one in deep crimson, draping it over my head like a veil of night. It cascaded down my back and shoulders, the edges brushing my neck. I tied it firmly under my chin, the knot secure but gentle, then looped the excess around my neck in a loose bow, adding another layer of encasement that framed my face in glossy folds. The satin pressed softly against my cheeks, its texture so smooth it felt like liquid silk pouring over me.
Not satisfied, I layered another—emerald green, even larger, overlapping the first. I repeated the process: over the head, tied under the chin with a double knot for that extra hug of fabric, then wrapped around my neck in elegant loops that nestled against my throat. The combined weight was delicious, the satins rustling together with every turn of my head, sending shivers down my spine. A third layer followed, ivory white and billowing, tied and looped in the same manner, now creating a multi-hued shroud that muffled the world outside, focusing all sensation inward.
To complete the encasement, I added the sheer voile chiffon veils. These were lighter, almost ethereal, like mist. I pulled the first one over my head as a hood, its transparent layers fluttering down to my shoulders, veiling my vision in a hazy dreamscape. The chiffon whispered against the satin scarves beneath, a delicate contrast to their heavier gloss—airy and teasing, brushing my lips and eyelids with feather-light touches. I added a second chiffon veil, then a third, each one encasing my head further, the sheer fabric layering into a translucent barrier that heightened every breath, every subtle movement.
Encased now from head to toe, I lay back on the bed, the satin sheets beneath me adding to the chorus. My hands explored freely: sliding under the nightgown to feel the panties' slick embrace, then up to my chest where the slip's fabric bunched against my skin. The sensations overwhelmed me—the cool slide of satin on satin, the warmth building where layers met my body's curves, the chiffon veils shifting like a gentle breeze across my face. My arousal throbbed within the condom, begging for attention.
I gave in, my hand wrapping around myself through the thin latex. The strokes were slow at first, savoring how the satin panties amplified each motion, the fabrics around me rustling in rhythm. The headscarves tugged slightly with my movements, their knots and loops a constant reminder of my shrouded state. Faster now, the sensations cresting—silky textures merging into a tidal wave of pleasure. With a muffled gasp beneath the veils, I released, filling the condom in blissful waves, my body quivering in the satin embrace until I lay spent, utterly satisfied in my encasement.I stood in front of the full-length mirror in my dimly lit bedroom, my heart pounding with anticipation. At 64 years old, my body had softened over the years—my ample belly and wide hips a testament to a life of indulgence, now embraced in my secret world as a sissy crossdresser. Layers of shimmering satin enveloped me like a cocoon, not restraining but caressing every curve. A voluminous satin nightgown draped over my frame, its glossy fabric pooling around my thighs, while beneath it, satin panties hugged my skin, and a satin slip added another silky barrier. I felt shrouded, encased in luxury, every movement sending whispers of fabric against fabric. My hands trembled slightly as I reached for the condom on the nightstand. I tore open the packet with care, the latex unfurling smoothly. Sliding it over my hardening arousal, I savored the initial cool tightness, a prelude to the symphony of sensations to come. It fit snugly, ready to capture the climax of this intimate ritual. Now, I turned my attention to the fabrics that called to me. My fingers glided over the satin nightgown, tracing the smooth, slippery surface that clung to my obese form. The material shifted with each breath, rubbing against my skin in waves of electric silkiness. I ran my hands down my sides, feeling the layers bunch and slide, the overwhelming sensuality building as the satin whispered promises of ecstasy. My belly, soft and round, pressed against the inner layers, amplifying the friction—cool satin warming to my body heat, turning into a second skin that teased every nerve. I moved to the dresser, where my collection of headscarves awaited. First, I selected an oversized satin one in deep crimson, draping it over my head like a veil of night. It cascaded down my back and shoulders, the edges brushing my neck. I tied it firmly under my chin, the knot secure but gentle, then looped the excess around my neck in a loose bow, adding another layer of encasement that framed my face in glossy folds. The satin pressed softly against my cheeks, its texture so smooth it felt like liquid silk pouring over me. Not satisfied, I layered another—emerald green, even larger, overlapping the first. I repeated the process: over the head, tied under the chin with a double knot for that extra hug of fabric, then wrapped around my neck in elegant loops that nestled against my throat. The combined weight was delicious, the satins rustling together with every turn of my head, sending shivers down my spine. A third layer followed, ivory white and billowing, tied and looped in the same manner, now creating a multi-hued shroud that muffled the world outside, focusing all sensation inward. To complete the encasement, I added the sheer voile chiffon veils. These were lighter, almost ethereal, like mist. I pulled the first one over my head as a hood, its transparent layers fluttering down to my shoulders, veiling my vision in a hazy dreamscape. The chiffon whispered against the satin scarves beneath, a delicate contrast to their heavier gloss—airy and teasing, brushing my lips and eyelids with feather-light touches. I added a second chiffon veil, then a third, each one encasing my head further, the sheer fabric layering into a translucent barrier that heightened every breath, every subtle movement. Encased now from head to toe, I lay back on the bed, the satin sheets beneath me adding to the chorus. My hands explored freely: sliding under the nightgown to feel the panties' slick embrace, then up to my chest where the slip's fabric bunched against my skin. The sensations overwhelmed me—the cool slide of satin on satin, the warmth building where layers met my body's curves, the chiffon veils shifting like a gentle breeze across my face. My arousal throbbed within the condom, begging for attention. I gave in, my hand wrapping around myself through the thin latex. The strokes were slow at first, savoring how the satin panties amplified each motion, the fabrics around me rustling in rhythm. The headscarves tugged slightly with my movements, their knots and loops a constant reminder of my shrouded state. Faster now, the sensations cresting—silky textures merging into a tidal wave of pleasure. With a muffled gasp beneath the veils, I released, filling the condom in blissful waves, my body quivering in the satin embrace until I lay spent, utterly satisfied in my encasement.0 Commentarii 0 Distribuiri 19K Views2
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Merry Christmas!!!
And very Happy New Year
For all of you!!!
Folace Lust Lipsr all who support each other with a smie love and kind word that are espetially so important for stranger girls born with some unusual abilities...
LOVE LIGHT AND JOY !!!
Lace Lust Lips
Dresses
Tights
Pleasure in hips...
Kisses
Bon Chance
And Lots of Love
Misses in dresses
And sans ...
Happy New Year for all you
KateMerry Christmas!!! And very Happy New Year For all of you!!! Folace Lust Lipsr all who support each other with a smie love and kind word that are espetially so important for stranger girls born with some unusual abilities... LOVE LIGHT AND JOY !!! Lace Lust Lips Dresses Tights Pleasure in hips... Kisses Bon Chance And Lots of Love Misses in dresses And sans ... Happy New Year for all you Kate1 Commentarii 0 Distribuiri 4K Views7
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Tits pleasure
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Orange Dreams ...
Orange Ball
Orange Dress
Orange Lipstick
Confess
Orange tube
White cold gel
Orange dreams
Orange smells
Blue parfume
Allien
Blue my night
Gel is white
I so wish
Feel the smell
Smell of
Pleasure
And Life...
I so wish
Feel inside
Nerves
Of Vaginal
Dreams
You will
Lough
I will try
Orange dress
And white cream..
Orange dress to confess
I am sexless as nun
Tibet monks
Will protest
Or accept
Kate is fool
I so wish
Song of Breast
I so wish touch of tights
Just white cream
To immerse
Feel what
Orange silk hides...Orange Dreams ... Orange Ball Orange Dress Orange Lipstick Confess Orange tube White cold gel Orange dreams Orange smells Blue parfume Allien Blue my night Gel is white I so wish Feel the smell Smell of Pleasure And Life... I so wish Feel inside Nerves Of Vaginal Dreams You will Lough I will try Orange dress And white cream.. Orange dress to confess I am sexless as nun Tibet monks Will protest Or accept Kate is fool I so wish Song of Breast I so wish touch of tights Just white cream To immerse Feel what Orange silk hides...
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Estrogene gel
...
New flat
I ve moved,
I found
In the kitchen
Three bottles
Of Estrogene gel
I thought
My God
You wish
Kate
Stay more sexy
And make
All beauty
Of her days...
I am excited
I so wish
To see what
Happen
When gel will
Fill my limbs,
My Breast...
And whether
I would forget
Remnants of my boy past forever...
Would it just shrink and disapear ever?
At least stop trouble all my soul
With that not girly force and function...)..
What would
Get curvy, smooth
And nice...?
I check
My breast
It grows tiny....
And skin
Becomes
So sweet and shiny...
The bottles
Come to end
One day...
But happy pleasure
Might
Still
stay...
Ahh tell me
Please
Would it be right
To take all risks
And Girly gel to try...?Estrogene gel ... New flat I ve moved, I found In the kitchen Three bottles Of Estrogene gel I thought My God You wish Kate Stay more sexy And make All beauty Of her days... I am excited I so wish To see what Happen When gel will Fill my limbs, My Breast... And whether I would forget Remnants of my boy past forever... Would it just shrink and disapear ever? At least stop trouble all my soul With that not girly force and function...).. What would Get curvy, smooth And nice...? I check My breast It grows tiny.... And skin Becomes So sweet and shiny... The bottles Come to end One day... But happy pleasure Might Still stay... Ahh tell me Please Would it be right To take all risks And Girly gel to try...?
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