Cross-dress dreams come true. - Sex Stories

Cross-dress dreams come true.

... clearly aroused by how I looked. As my big cock began to swell again, I could clearly see Martine's penis was growing under her skirt. The bulge in front was unmistakable and I wanted to see it. Touch it. I wanted to take Martine's cock in my mouth. I dropped to my knees. Martine came towards me. I ran my hands up the silk-covered legs, starting at the ankles. Strong, well-shaped legs. Martine's calves were like iron from the tension of standing in those fuck-me pumps. Thighs, firm and.... yes... under the stockings I could tell they were as smooth as the silk that covered them. My hands went up further as Martine stood there. Reaching up under the dress. I already knew I was moving towards a cock. My first cock. It was torture to go slow, but I wanted the moment to last forever. My fingertips touched that lovely lace of his panties for the second time. I moved my hands round to grasp Martine's sexy bum and pulled myself towards where he was standing. My face was against the front of Martine's skirt. I felt his erection through the material, rubbing against my cheek. My cock throbbed, I felt it pulsing with the excitement I was experiencing. Martine's hands came down and rested on my head. Began to massage me and hold me against his cock and balls. I moved my hands down, away from that sensational ass and began to lift up the hem of Martine's dress. I kept my face tight to his body as the fabric slipped between my cheek and his panty-covered cock. Then my fingers found the ...

... waist of his tiny, tight panties and I tugged them down. Over his wonderful bottom and stiff cock. He got caught up in the panties as I tried to slip them down further. I had to lean away to give his erection room. I pulled again on the panties and his hard cock popped free. He was exposed. He was hard. He was utterly hairless. He had a beautiful penis... bare and smooth and hard... like the ones I'd fantasized about... And it was right in front of my face. My hands went back to his stunning rear... my lips opened... I took him into my mouth. I'd imagined how it would be to suck a cock. Many times. I had tried sucking cucumbers, bananas.. my thumb... But this was something else. Finally. It was a man. I was sucking a real cock. Again I felt my own cock twitch. Again I felt a little spurt of pre-cum. I sucked Martine. Pulled his cock into my mouth with my hands on his ass. His fingers caressing my head as I sucked him... giving me subtle guidance as to how best to provide him with the most pleasure. I wanted to feel his smooth skin as I sucked him off and started to undo the clips that were holding up his stockings. His cock never left my mouth. My hands worked around from the back to the front. When the rear suspenders were undone, my fingers traced the clefts at the tops of his thighs as I trailed my finger around. Undid the sides... then reached up in front and released the last clips. His stockings sagged slightly and then I slipped them down to his knees. Now I was able to ...