“What’s so funny about that?” I said, feeling like he was laughing at my expense, but he said that wasn’t the case. I love the slinky, shiny, girly fabrics, and love the way they felt so snugly on my hips and ass. *note* Keep in mind, I had only secretly cross-dressed, and imagined being with a guy before, but had never done anything with a guy up to that point in my life. I felt like was going to die from not being able to breathe, and frankly, I was feeling so much pleasure from head to toe that I don’t think I would have cared. We sat down to talk, and we both talked shit about some of the girls at the beach and so forth. “Oh yeah, baby,” he said, “suck that fucking cock baby, you’re an amazing cocksucker, baby.”
He was working his finger in and out of my pussy, stopping to re-lubricate it every so often with his spit, and I would writhe in pleasure and suck his cock even harder than I already was.
