I am a 35 twelvemonth old Male that has a cross dressing fantasy that I would bang to play out. One were I am feminized and fucked by a great ripped consistence builder. I can play a realistic female as I 'm 6 ft tall and extremely slim. Toned but very slim down with girly wrists. I 'm not imperfect but probably look it. I would get it on to act the feminine fornicatress and be the middle of a hunks attention.

I would assume Shirley Temple Black stockings and no other clothes. My unit body would be shaved. I put on cream that makes my peel facial expression even whiter and mar devoid. I want my cutis to look as feminine as possible. I would wear a jet Black person wig like a messy bob. One were I can root for the tomentum over to partially cover my face. I would fatigue oversized Black sunglass with dark red lip stick and maybe some impermanent acrylic nails.

I sit on top of the kitchen oeuvre top with my knee joint up at my chest of drawers and feet crossed as I wait for you. I sit with a nice cocktail crank filled with a clear liquidness. Its water ! It looks classy and I 'll need body of water during our sticky session. When you stand naked in front end of me I try and evoke my legs up in the air and put them over your berm. You help position my legs and centre yourself. Your hands on my thigh. I would place my hands behind me so I 'm sitting upright piano and looking straight into your eyes. This will acquire effort to remain unsloped but I want to be close to you. I try and cross my feet behind your neck. Gently pulling you in and squeezing your body with my leg. You can find the material of the stockings rub against your pelt.

I look over your enormous eubstance, your bulging biceps and barrel bureau. I love your enormous biceps soo much. The suave skinned curved mass of each arm. They excite me. I glance down and see your cockeyed cock. You put your arms around me and pull me close. My bum slides forward as my body and legs compress. In this situation I feel like an piano accordion. I look through the sunglasses into your eye as your prick gently nudges my entry.

You start gently rock your rosehip. I bite my lip. I want you to see that I like it. I bring my right hired man up to fondle your tremendous bicep. I let out a little moan. Partly from you nudging my maw and from enjoying the feel of your muscle. The tone of lovely placid skin over strong muscle makes me feel vertiginous. I use my thumb and finger's breadth to feel the width of the bicep. From tip of ovolo to tip of forefinger finger. My unscathed hand stretched out and still ca n't get round the width. Mmmmmmm yum ! I run my decoration over its huge liquid surface. I 'm in heaven. I wrap my paw snipe your powerful fore arm stroking up and down the length. Your so much bigger than me.

I make sure you can see my skinny wrists. I place them against your arms. The difference is sack up. I want you to feel higher-up and me look inferior. You are in command but squeamish to me. You could put me in my place at any time. If you can do it rectify I would like you to put me in my station. It 's how I want it. I want to palpate completely helpless but loved. Almost like a wife.

You rock your hips gently. I caress and kiss your enormous biceps. The sight of them excites me soo much. I feel your barrel chest of drawers. Your hands on my back holding me vertical and keeping me close.

You tilt your head and be given forward aiming your lip towards mine. I unfold my mouth. Your font pushing my hair back into my font as your lips run across mine. Our tongues both slide forward as we start kissing. My hair is in your face. I place my right hand on your left bicep. The flavour of your tongue in my mouth makes me try and push my lingua deeper into yours. Our mouth dragging against each other. My pulsation raceway. Your face thrust my fuzz to the English as you kiss my jaw cable. I tilt my head over so you can snog it more. You kiss my jaw business line and slim neck. You place your left hand gently round my slim neck opening as you kiss my jaw lie more. damn that feels nice.

All of a sudden you reach both coat of arms all the way around my physical structure and apply me a give birth hug ! My body and legs squashed together. My weapon locked by my position by your powerful weapon. Your grip around my body is so tight I ca n't propel. I wonder why you are holding me so tightly. Then you lift me off the kitchen work top whilst managing to continue inside me. I remain fixed in the same position. My branch over your berm. My torso and pegleg are compressed by your powerful arms. I can see you are getting excited as you lean forward slightly. I feel my self go back at a slight angle. You begin to stuff hard. I loose sight of everything. I feel lost in distance and ca n't move. My body quickly jerks back and Forth and all I can focus on is the flavor in my hollow as you fuck it hard. This does not conclusion yearn. I feel a warmly almost hot tone through the condom as I think you have came. Your intemperate external respiration backs this up.

You place me back on the kitchen worktop and let go your clench as you slump forward into my chest.. I feel relief and breath deeply before putting my scrawny arms round your straits and resting my head against your shoulder. My pilus lies over your shoulder and my sunglasses are at an angle.

What would I care to do for the relief of the evening ? Hopefully cuddle up to your body on the couch and pretend to be your wife. If you use the word married woman I 'd finger a tingle inside. I can do all sorts of random task whilst you watch. And of course I 'll put on sexy intimate apparel and nix else. X x