My fantasy blow job, chapter 1
I was feeling a little horny so I answered a Craigslist post T4T who wanted to host another crossdresser or tranny. She said she was 6'2', 190#, real tits, 8" cut, black hair, enjoyed dressing slutty and loved to smoke. Now there's another one that isn't going to answer or wants to be paid, but I replied anyway since smoking is my fetish pastime.
A couple of emails later she gave me her cell and told me to text her when I was ready to leave. The address is in a good part of the county so I figured I'd give it a try. She answered the door...I was stunned, awesome body, nice tits pushed up by her bustier exposing all but her nipples, legs to die for encased in diamond patterned stockings and 5" steel heeled patent fuck me pumps. Her hair was raven black, long and straight. Her face was feminine yet manly which was a turn on. Her makeup was perfect, dark eyes, rosy cheeks, black lip liner with glossy red lipstick.
She greeted me..."hello handsome, I'm Twyla. Come on in so you can get ready"...a man's voice but soft and sultry. My cock stirred.
I brought some pantyhose, bra and skirt lifted from my wife's wardrobe. Twyla chuckled and said "keep that in the bag, follow me". She brought me to her bedroom and opened up her closet, pointed to the dresser and said "take your time, pick out a wardrobe that will make you feel like the lady you want to be".
I was nervous yet in crossdressing heaven..in front of me were fancy dresses, miniskirts, leather, latex, enough stilettos, mules and boots to satisfy anyone's footwear fetish. My head was reeling and I was getting hard. Twyla moved closer, took my face in her hands, pulled me to her lips and gave me a long, passionate kiss. She moved away and said to get what I wanted to wear, she would be waiting in the chair on the other side of the room.
She walked over and picked up a pack of VS 120's and a lighter off the stand next to the chair, turned around and sat down. As Twyla crossed her legs I caught a glimpse of her clitoris, she smirked a little as she put the 120 between her lips and lit up. Staring into my eyes, she took a long cheek hollowing drag, and slowly exhaled.
Chapter 2
I like the slutty whore look so I chose a short, tight leather skirt, leather bustier, and a lacy black DDD cup bra. In the back of Twyla's stocking drawer there was a well used pair of diamond pattern stockings with holes in them...sexy. There's a pair of black suede sky high platform mules calling my name from the back of the closet!
I put on a garter belt (without panties), stockings, wriggled into the tight leather skirt and sat down to put on those delicious shoes. I saw out of the corner of my eye that Twyla's huge clit was slowly coming to erection as she gently drew her long, red nails up her shaft. She stubbed out her cigarette, stood up and said "you'll need a little help with the rest dearie".
Twyla walked over to me, picked opened a drawer and found a pair of huge silicone tits with dark areola and perky nipples to put under my bra. "turn around...what should we call you?" Brianna is my name Twyla...Twyla helped me with the bustier, bra forms and bra. We looked in the mirror and I looked HOT...from the neck down. Twyla put her hands on my cheeks and gently pulled my face toward hers and kissed me. I instinctively put my tongue in her mouth and she pulled back..."not yet Brianna! Come over here." We sat down in front of her makeup table, she lit up another 120 and said..."you are going to be so pretty and slutty Brianna".
A couple of emails later she gave me her cell and told me to text her when I was ready to leave. The address is in a good part of the county so I figured I'd give it a try. She answered the door...I was stunned, awesome body, nice tits pushed up by her bustier exposing all but her nipples, legs to die for encased in diamond patterned stockings and 5" steel heeled patent fuck me pumps. Her hair was raven black, long and straight. Her face was feminine yet manly which was a turn on. Her makeup was perfect, dark eyes, rosy cheeks, black lip liner with glossy red lipstick.
She greeted me..."hello handsome, I'm Twyla. Come on in so you can get ready"...a man's voice but soft and sultry. My cock stirred.
I brought some pantyhose, bra and skirt lifted from my wife's wardrobe. Twyla chuckled and said "keep that in the bag, follow me". She brought me to her bedroom and opened up her closet, pointed to the dresser and said "take your time, pick out a wardrobe that will make you feel like the lady you want to be".
I was nervous yet in crossdressing heaven..in front of me were fancy dresses, miniskirts, leather, latex, enough stilettos, mules and boots to satisfy anyone's footwear fetish. My head was reeling and I was getting hard. Twyla moved closer, took my face in her hands, pulled me to her lips and gave me a long, passionate kiss. She moved away and said to get what I wanted to wear, she would be waiting in the chair on the other side of the room.
She walked over and picked up a pack of VS 120's and a lighter off the stand next to the chair, turned around and sat down. As Twyla crossed her legs I caught a glimpse of her clitoris, she smirked a little as she put the 120 between her lips and lit up. Staring into my eyes, she took a long cheek hollowing drag, and slowly exhaled.
Chapter 2
I like the slutty whore look so I chose a short, tight leather skirt, leather bustier, and a lacy black DDD cup bra. In the back of Twyla's stocking drawer there was a well used pair of diamond pattern stockings with holes in them...sexy. There's a pair of black suede sky high platform mules calling my name from the back of the closet!
I put on a garter belt (without panties), stockings, wriggled into the tight leather skirt and sat down to put on those delicious shoes. I saw out of the corner of my eye that Twyla's huge clit was slowly coming to erection as she gently drew her long, red nails up her shaft. She stubbed out her cigarette, stood up and said "you'll need a little help with the rest dearie".
Twyla walked over to me, picked opened a drawer and found a pair of huge silicone tits with dark areola and perky nipples to put under my bra. "turn around...what should we call you?" Brianna is my name Twyla...Twyla helped me with the bustier, bra forms and bra. We looked in the mirror and I looked HOT...from the neck down. Twyla put her hands on my cheeks and gently pulled my face toward hers and kissed me. I instinctively put my tongue in her mouth and she pulled back..."not yet Brianna! Come over here." We sat down in front of her makeup table, she lit up another 120 and said..."you are going to be so pretty and slutty Brianna".
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