With panties in hand, by Malachi A few months ago I got hooked on transvestite photos and transsexuals on the internet.

With panties in hand, by Malachi A few months ago I got hooked on transvestite photos and transsexuals on the internet. It especially provoked me to think of men like me, wrapped in fine lingerie and feminine manners. I kept in touch with some of them, or rather they, through chat and email, but I couldn't decide to take the last step: fuck a transvestite. Some of those who frequented the chats told me their experiences, and rereading the stories published here I ran again and again thinking about the very erotic situation of stroking a cock between lingerie intimate In fact, my computer is loaded with photos of transsexuals that nothing They have to envy many women. I recommend that you check it for yourselves. I was so obsessed that I told myself I had to make my fantasy once and for all or that frustration would accompany me daily. No I know if anyone has had the same experience (I would love to know your experiences related to this) So, I reviewed the contact ads in my city, searched internet and I managed to contact some guys who dressed as women in the intimacy (crossdresser, they explained to me what the term used was). Many They simply did it out of morbidity and did not dare to take the step of giving themselves over to a man, but others... Others were looking for a good cock like hungry people. Many of The things they said in their emails had a devastating effect on me. Me I was dying to feel them between my legs, between my cock. It's not that I'm an athlete, but I look good. to my 28 years old, I am tall, dark and quite hairy, and my penis reaches 19 cm. in a good erection. I managed to make an appointment with a transvestite. It was called that herself, Monica, and she lived near my city. He was 32 years old and as described in her emails, she was tall, somewhat plump, and liked very sexy lingerie. He said that she liked to feel dominated, that she wanted to feel like a real whore in my hands Phew. It made me like a motorcycle, and I hadn't seen it. we meet to see each other on Thursday night and, since we didn't have room, we would do it in my car. I would pick her up at 10 at night. That day I was very nervous and expectant. Doubt until last moment to show up for the appointment, which we had set near a club prostitution, to give more morbidity to our first meeting. But in the end I I finally decided and arrived a few minutes early to get situated. In the alleys around the club, the coming and going of clients and prostitutes followed one another without rest. I felt like one of them, crouched in the car while watching everyone who passed by at the same time. waiting for it to appear. Soon a tall boy appeared with a backpack. on his shoulder and after making sure that no one was watching him, he gestured to me with his hand to pick it up. He got into the car and we introduced ourselves: I'm Monica. How are you? I told him my name and, somewhat forced, I gave him two kisses on the cheeks, like when you are introduced to a girl. I didn't know how to react. He showed me an unlit spot and I parked there so he could will change. After the first impression I deduced that he was younger than I had thought. had said and that he was somewhat taller than me. She was in the middle of her makeup and was wearing painted nails. I got out of the car so that she could transform into the woman that I I was searching that night. In the darkness I could see how she put on a wig and I guessed how she put on a skirt, but I could barely make out more. The headlights of a car illuminated a silhouette of a woman. I'm done. he said after a while. When I went up I found a whole woman waiting for me. A dark wig hid a large part of her face and a strong perfume, of which whores use permeated the atmosphere. She wore a very short black skirt, black fishnet stockings and big heeled boots. At the top, a white shirt covered what looked like two large breasts. The transformation was impressive. I was totally shaved, which made her even more real to the idea that she was a real woman. Where are we going? I asked. To a quiet place, darling. I'm looking forward to you making me yours... I looked for a secluded place while I ran my hand over his legs and she told me some obscenities that were making my cock will start to wake up. When I parked I stood still, waiting for his next motion. His hand reached over my package and hefted the contents. of the same. He licked his lips, licking his lips. Who is this little thing for? she asked, putting on a girl's voice. bad. I opened my fly and let my cock breathe, showing off, still fat, but eager to be imprisoned between the lips of that female. - It's all yours, darling. I noticed how the tip of my tongue began to run across the base of my penis until I discover my balls. After slowly licking them, he went up to the glans to which he dedicated himself to giving very soft kisses while with his another hand continued massaging my testicles. I let my hands grab onto her fake tits, and I grabbed his head so he wouldn't stop. At that moment he swallowed it whole, until that I noticed the tip of his nose rubbing my balls. It was the best blowjob I had They had never done it, and a guy was doing it to me. I whispered to her that if she didn't stop, I would soon cum in her mouth. He looked up, while he continued licking and in a gesture of lasciviousness, he stopped and began to move his tongue up my chest, tasting every inch of my skin until he reached my nipples, which he bit anxiously. of a schoolgirl. Then he stopped abruptly. "I want you to fuck me," he whispered to me with his tongue in my mouth. ear. I fumbled for her tiny black panties between the skirt and I slowly took them off until they reached the height of her knees. I felt around until I found his cock, much bigger than I had imagined and In an instinctive gesture I approached a few centimeters from her, reveling in her vision and its masculine aroma. I ran my tongue over it, warm, bathed in juices. precum. I was very wet. I made up my mind and swallowed it whole, feeling it in deepest in my throat. Monica moaned and raised her pelvis trying to go deeper. inside me, but the tension was maximum and I had to abandon my toy flesh between arches. I could hardly breathe. She lay down with her back to me, in the back seat, and He opened as much as he could, offering me the view of his anus, thirsty to be penetrated and flooded. I ran a finger between my lips and gave it to him to lick. Then I introduced very slowly into its closed orifice. Remains of excrement stained my index finger, which went in and out more and more easily. I brought my tongue closer to her cave and penetrated her with the tip, looking for his hole without shame, savoring that ass without thinking if it was from a man or woman, but enjoying its flavor until the end. I rested my eager penis between my lover's buttocks and pushed little by little, letting her set the pace. He was leaning back searching for more and more centimeters until he had it all inside. That's how we stayed a few magical moments, feeling each other inside each other, forming one mass of animal meat. Then I started moving, in and out, digging my nails on his shaved buttocks, the rhythm grew until it became a frenetic pumping that made us scream with pleasure. Luckily there was no one nearby, or they would have denounced us for public scandal. I can't take it anymore! - I shouted, - I'm going to cum completely! He pulled out of me and turned around, grabbing my cock with hand while continuing to move it at the same rhythm as the assfucking, directing the The tip of my full turnip was towards his face, shocked by pleasure. The first drops of semen fell on his wig, the The rest of the milk was wisely directed to his tongue, which he collected and savored. between sobs, letting large clumps of my liquid escape between my eyes. lips, cleaning the remains that remained with my tongue, without letting anything lost in the car upholstery. I was exhausted, hugging her. There was never before experienced such a pure and wild sex session. I realized that my lover's cock was still waiting his turn and bringing my hand closer, I massaged it sweetly, in a moment intimate that I will always remember until he came between my fingers, gasping like a woman, enjoying like a man. I brought my fingers, smeared in semen, to my tongue, eager for tasting that divine liquid and the bittersweet and pasty flavor lodged in my palate. I licked my lips with pleasure. Something so close and that I had never tried left me hooked. I licked the remains that remained on his cock and squeezed it again until you get a new dose of the drug of love. Then he changed again and became a boy. As As a memory of our meeting, she gave me her wet and tight panties. TO I often remember our meeting and put on my panties in front of the mirror and I feel like experiencing that experience again. Do you dare? Suggestions, comments and indecent propositions to malachies@yahoo.es