1. A Day In The Life of Polly (Part 2)


    Date: 10/9/2017, Categories: Fetish, Gay Male, Shemales, Author: leotardlust, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    5-6.30pm I usually take this time to do any housework, panty/hose washing, and to check my emails. Normally I'd be wearing a pair of my boyfriend's purple Lycra shorts. If my boyfriend comes home he'll have something to eat before he's off out with friends but more often than not he normally goes to the bar straight from work. Which suits me. As I can fuck my lovers. Just before 6 I glam myself up in my chic skintight gold skirt, over my shimmering white full bottomed panty girdle and glossy cinammon pantyhose. To emphasise my visible panty line I might throw a small but butt hugging pair of plain black or red panties over my girdle, and to top off the look of my legs, it's my glimmer black hold up's. As always when I wear my outfits I just love admiring my figure in the full length mirror, the curves, my shapely butt and I caress my legs. Then I'll put on a padded creamy satin bra, a pretty silky blouse and apply immaculate make up, before topping the look with my wig and some sissy looking silver high heeled sandals. At 6.30 I hear the doorbell, and standing there is the lipstick smiling Harriet, another one of my lovers, all glammed and pantied up like me, ready for action. She pecks me lightly on the lips and we go inside. 6.30-8.30 I met 'Harriet' as Harry while at night school a couple of years ago. I knew as soon as I saw him that I longed for the challenge of transforming this homely, stocky guy in his early 40s into the glamourous, chic lady he now is. I was very ...
    open about my sexuality with him as we walked to the bus stand after class and would always tease him with my comments about what outfits I'd bought to wear for my boyfriend, or how tight and smooth my cycling shorts felt. Then one night I invited him back to mine while my boyfriend was playing pool with the guys from work, and offered to glam him up. He was sheepish about it at first, but as the wine flowed and I applied layers of lipstick to him, foundation, a long dark wig and layered his body with high quality pantyhose, panties, girdles and found some heels to give his butt and legs a lift, he was turned on and never looked back. Every week after college was spent dressing up together, discussing panties and tights, admiring each other, drinking wine, slow dancing, kissing and lying on top of each other and grinding our girdled and hosed cocks together until we came. I pour Harriet some wine, smooth my hands over my soft shimmery tight tube skirt and place myself next to him on the sofa. We clink glasses and discuss the days events, our clothes. I tell him that I love his black skirt and black tights. Every so often I cross and uncross my legs so he can see my panty crotch up my skirt through my gleaming hose and he gives me a flash of his panty girdle too. We have a fantasy, that isn't that far from the truth, that we are secret lesbian lovers. I bring out a bundle of my panties (often used) and we hold them up, feel them, stroke them against our cheeks and try them on ...
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