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I am what you usually call a crossdresser or a tranny, I love to put it on beautiful women’s linen, stockings, clothes and feminime shoes.
This is a real story from my early days, lots of fun.
It was a hot one Summer, And the holidays tended to end. I didn’t care, because I was allowed to go to the apartment of mine aunt Be careful with your Family had driven to Yugoslavia, and that was called for me that a full underwear drawer was waiting for me. So I spent the holidays in her apartment, where from me, a not bad-looking young man with some make-up and hair gel, became a young woman that was not a bad looking, a woman who had something “more” to offer.
Masturbate and sex were part of everyday life for me, but completely new heights reached my ecstasy than on a Friday … let’s get a little further.
I had dressed rather inconspicuous for this day, skin-colored stockings that were attached to blue straps holders, a suitable bra and string for underneath, a knee-length rose-colored skirt, a white t-shirt and rose pumps, a light make-up and oneKecke short hairstyle ensured almost perfect transformation. So I did the usual in the household, greeted the neighbors (who are also mentioned in a different story 😉) and already thought of what I would do later when it knocked on the back door.
I opened the door and an older, but still impressive garbage man stood in front of me, just a gray dungarees with reflectors. “Good day young lady, the woman of the house is to speak?“Whisely whispered out of the man’s throat.
“What is it about? Ms. Aschenbach is on holiday, As long as you have to make do with me.“I answered and looked at my counterpart a little more closely.
Quite considerable, albeit noticeably older, rough and game, with a clearly recognizable bump in the pants …Upps, I quickly looked up again when he started again: “It’s a shame, normally the boys and I get some refreshment from the lady of the house, if you could of course also offer us something now we would be very grateful.”In the middle of the sentence, he let the” you “become a” you “, but if a refreshment was everything he wanted …” Sure, come in, uhhh “” Hans “came the deep rumbling:come in?“With an inviting movement I let the two garbage men, Hans, old and rough, as well as Ali, young and smooth, into the apartment.
The two made themselves comfortable on the large table directly on the door while I went into the adjacent kitchen to drink something and prepare a little snack. “At the bottom, in the pantry, Ms. Aschenbach always has something for us.“The young Turk called out of the living room. I bent down deep into the closet so that my butt stretched up into the air.
“Patsch” banged a firm hand on my back: “I like what I see.“Said Hans, who came into the kitchen unnoticed:“ Ms. Aschenbach, or Birgit, as I can call them, usually offer us a little more.“Said the old Müllman while his hand stroked my Po-baking. “I like what I see here, my sweetness, you have something from that Daughter the family.“I tried to straighten up, but Hans pushed me down:“ Let’s see what you have underneath.”With a practiced handle, the skirt was pushed up:” This suspenders are really sexy … ”
“Please, let me go Hans” I was not a woman, even if I would like to look like one. I didn’t want to know what happens when Hans or even his colleague was found a little differently: “Be so my sweetness, I like this crack butt, you can certainly use us as well as your boss“ I tried to free myself, butThe only thing I managed was to fall on my knees. Hans tore me around and I had already had his big one on my face, swollen and pulsating: “Come on, don’t be so, you will also have your fun too.“With this words he pressed his tail In my mouth.
He was not my first cock, but he was better equipped than the average. I came to mind that if I handled him he would never get behind it that I was not a woman.
So I blew it as skillfully as I could, but imagined how my aunt or even mine cousin had already spoiled this cock and felt like something excited about me. Hans lay down in the kitchen, the pants next to themselves I kneeling his masculinity between his legs. Up and down, my head went up and down while I kept his shaft firmly surrounded: “You do that well, oh yes,” sighed Hans.
It works, that was all that shot through my head, I even enjoyed it a bit and calmed down. As my skirt was lifted up again and I noticed a second cock that pressed against my panties. I had forgotten Ali.
I almost shouted up, but the young Turk’s hand pushed me down again: “Now I get you.“He said with only a slight dialect and pulled my string to the side. “Hans, you don’t believe that now … the sweet has a cock.“Hans, looked at me and then pressed my head back to his penis:“ Shit shelf, she looks horny and has a super bladder, you can now fuck a tranny, so do it.“Ali laughed quietly and took me on both hips:“ You are right, others pay for money for really money.“My anus became Feucht when Ali spat on him and the spit rubbed my finger into me.
Slowly he pushed his not unsightly cock into my ass and I liked it.
Now I lay between these two guys, a cock in my mouth, the other in my ass, ali even rubbed my cock while he was fucking me, we groaned as if there was no tomorrow. Hans pulled his lümmel out of me and exchanged with Ali, what I was using to get rid of the skirt and string and put myself on my back, where Hans his stem in me, my legs lasting and I almost blew deeply, which almostknelt on my head. Suddenly Hans groaned particularly loudly and I felt his hot juice deep in my intestine. He pushed a few more times before he pulled his part out of me and wanted to fuck Ali again: “Come on, spoon,” said the young Turk and fucked me deep into my rinsed ass grotto fucked.
I rubbed my own strap while I was fucked and at some point it was ready, I splashed on the side of the floor, but unconsciously tasted my sling muscle and Ali splashed almost at the same time, but without highlighting.
I only knelt in underwear between the two garbage men backed up again, hot juice lieff out of me and I felt good. “Small, we’ll be back next week, but then in bed, ok?”Hans said to me. I just smiled at him satisfied.
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