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During the active time of our relationship, I had confessed to my ex to wear women’s clothes every now and then. It did not allow me to exercise my tendency in her presence, but overall it was very tolerant about it. She even advised me several times when I am once again something in Internet Had ordered. We had separated only much later and for a completely different reason. I was all the more surprising when she reported to whatsapp after more than three years with an unusual wish.
She had reserved an apartment and suggested that you could meet there. That sounded like sex with the ex and since I still standing on her, I immediately called back. We talked about old times for hours and then she told me her plan. She wanted to catch up on what she should have done during our relationship, namely to experience me in femme. Since I continued to live out my tendency after our separation, I was more than enthusiastic about her proposal and agreed.
I was excitedly waiting for her to arrive in my little black one that arrived in my little black. I had dreamed countless times of being able to face Doris in femme and now it should actually happen. My anticipation knew no limits and I was excited to the tips of the hair. Just in time in the seven it knocked on the door that I opened with strong palpitations. Then the shock, because it wasn’t alone. Froached to the salt column, I let her enter and Doris introduced her to her accompaniment.
I quickly realized that Martina was more of Martin, because his Adam apple was hard to overlook. Otherwise he looked very feminine and was also very nicely dressed. Doris immediately took over the direction and asked us to take a seat on the sofa. She sat in the armchair opposite us. “So her two turtelnie,” she began to explain. “I probably know you better than yourself and want you to have fun with each other”.
Martina and I looked at her incredulously. “Since I still have an important appointment, you have to spend the evening without me”. She got up smilingly smiling and left us alone. We were both really shocked and initially didn’t dare to talk. Martina’s obvious uncertainty, on the other hand, gave me so much courage that I started. “You look really good”. “But you too,” she replied and looked relieved that the silence had an end.
“Thank you very much”. “How long do you know each other,” I asked. “I have Doris before about. met for two years in a sushibar. Incidentally, she told a lot about you “. I froze the blood in my veins because I painted what Martina could know about me and my tendency. In the course of the conversation, however, it turned out that Doris had probably only spoken about me as a man. She was only informed about my presence and inclination on the way to the meeting.
“Are you disappointed now?”” No, I am even very relieved to get to know you in this way “. Over time, we became more relaxed and even started talking about our feminine preferences. From then on it didn’t take long to intimate it. “Have you ever…?“I looked at Martina frightened, because that was too far for me. “Come on tell me…”. When she moved in a good deal, I got as nervous again as at the beginning.
In response to your question, I only shook my head. “Would you like to …”. She only spoke in half sentences, which surprisingly caused erotic thoughts in my head. “I would like to blow you”. I thought at first that I had interrogated and had to have looked at it accordingly. “You already understood correctly”, she smiled and moved up to me even further, so that our faces almost touched. Even up close, she looked very female and smelled incredibly good.
I just couldn’t help but kiss tenderly on the mouth of her erotic fragrance. She immediately replied the kiss and quickly we had really wedged into each other. Suddenly I felt her hand in my lap. I winced together, but I was too excited to ward off her. “Lean back,” she said in a breathing space. While we kissed wildly, I took a more comfortable position and slightly spread the Legs.
She pushed her hand under my dress and nested around the hem of my tights. She gradually worked on my panties and I breathed more and more difficult. “Just let yourself fall and enjoy it,” she whispered in my ear. When they think tail reached, he was already stiff and had already spit out the first harbing of my love juice. She slipped from the sofa and knelt between my legs. When her lips touched my glans, I almost exploded.
“Please take care, otherwise it will come to me,” I said in an excited voice. I watched her put her red lips in centimeters after centimeters over my cock. The long fingernails crowned the sight and when she started moving her head rhythmically up and down, I felt I felt in the seventh heaven. Always just before I threatened to explode, I held her head and she took a break. Martina uses one of these breaks to change her position.
She sat next to me again and reached for my cock. At the same time, she conducted my hand into her lap. I felt her excitement and began to caress about the clearly emerging bump. It was probably too slow because she pushed my hand under her skirt. The silky slip was already completely soaked by her cock. Her desired looks prompted me to slide from the sofa and place me between her legs.
Her penis pulsed under the panties and with a clever hand movement she released him. Fascinated I looked at her huge stand that dangled in front of my face. Although I was extremely excited, I didn’t dare to take him in my mouth. Due to the impatience, Martina easily stretched out her pelvis and at the same time held my head. This pushed her glans against my lips. “Please take it in your mouth,” she bended me and increased the pressure on my back of my head.
I gave up my resistance and let them penetrate. I already had countless dildos in my mouth, but that was no comparison to this warm piece of meat. At the beginning I held back and only caressed the acorn. Only her emerging moan motivated me to let her tail slide deep into my throat. Due to my years of training, I was able to record it without any problems and at the same time suck on it. She expressed her enthusiasm of my wind skills with a loud groan.
Suddenly she pulled out her cock and jerked him up to Cum. My dress was completely eruded, but because of my excitement it didn’t matter to me. “Sorry, but I just couldn’t hold back”. Without a word I grabbed my travel bag and disappeared into the bathroom. “Are you mad at me”, she called me unsettled. I wasn’t angry, I just wanted to move and refresh my makeup. After I had briefly checked my new outfit in the mirror, I went back to the room and was amazed.
Martina became Martin. Only the painted face reminded of the woman that I just spoiled orally. He had changed and stood in front of the sofa. He probably was waiting to be able to make -up in the bathroom, but when he saw me in my whores’ look, he almost pressed me over the chair. Before I knew how I happened, he stood behind me and rummaged a condom from his pocket. To tear it up, he had to let go of me briefly, but I missed the opportunity to free myself from the predicament and only watched him nervously as he stripped the condom.
Then I felt something against mine rosette pressed, but he failed to penetrate. I was too cramped and dry. Only after he had wet his cock properly with spit, he overcame my sphincter. A stinging pain pulled through my body and the tears shot my eyes. Fortunately, he paused and gave me the opportunity to get used to the feeling. Only after I gradually relaxed, did he carefully push his cock a bit deeper into mine anus.
A mixture of pain and desire let me groan softly. Immediately he pulled out his cock a little to penetrate even even deeper. That went until he was completely in my butt. Again he lingered in his position until I lost the patience. I whimpered to finally be fucked properly. He didn’t let that say twice and started. Arrrrg! He had an incredible perseverance and I could hardly hold myself on my feet.
“I can’t anymore,” I gasped with exhaustion. Martin grabbed my hips and syringe. When he drained from me, he immediately grabbed his bag he brought with him and disappeared into the bathroom. I remained completely out of breath in my position. Before I could realize what had happened to me, he came out again and ran directly to the exit. Probably he fared, like many transvestites who orgasm receive.
Suddenly it’s not so cool and you want to get out of your clothes as soon as possible. “It was very nice with you,” he said to say goodbye and hastily left the room. I remained alone and thought about what to do with my lust. In order not to fall into a similar hole, I preferred to go to bed unsatisfied and fell asleep with sweet dreams. The next morning I was awakened by the buzz of my cell phone.
A message from Doris had reached me. “Good morning love Yvonne,My husband Martin and I are very grateful to you. I hope you don’t take it bad and had your fun with it too. In any case, my cunning gave Martin a lot of fun. Greetings Doris “.
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