1. Polly's Skintight House-warming gift


    Date: 3/16/2015, Categories: Fetish, Gay Male, Shemales, Author: leotardlust, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    Fucking hell I wanted him my new neighbour, JJ. ! He couldn't get enough of my tight, arse in my skintight blue lycra, stretched tightly across it, giving the dirty fat cunt a shimmery eyeful. We planned this day together knowing his missus was out, knowing that he couldn't wait to shove his fat arse and fat, hard cock into her glossy suntan control top tights for yours truly! Before I spent the best part of an hour sitting on his nose, as he sniffed through my lycra shorts and tight blue leotard, we'd been having a crafty snog, then I sucked his fat knob, which glistened in the tight glossy tights, stuffing his bulge in my mouth, making my cheek bulge as I gazed up at him with adoration. 'I love your fat fucking knob you fucking hunk!' I shouted. I thought back to when we first met, me checking the post near the doorstep in my blue lycra shorts, wiggling back upstairs to my flat, knowing that the randy cunt, had opened his door to check his post. On one occasion I had black tights on under my blue lycra shorts and as I walked upstairs and he shouted hello, I looked over my shoulder and gave him a sexy smile. On one occasion as I went downstairs to get my parcel, I was wearing my skintight knee length purple lycra shorts as he was just coming out. He said that he could see that I was into my lycra. 'Do you exercise or ride a bike or something?' 'Oh no, I just wear it to lounge about in.' 'Well it they look better on you than 95% of women,' he smiled. 'Thanks,' I blushed. 'You ...
    should get a pair yourself.' 'Not with my fat arse,' he joked. 'Oh, they work wonders for my arse, really enhance the curves, don't you think?' I said softly, smoothing a hand over my arse. Tell you what, I have a couple of pairs. I have another blue pair. You could try them if you want. They might be a bit tight but they don't half feel and look good. I bet they'd go down a treat with your missus. She won't be able to keep her hands to herself.' 'Chance would be a fine thing,' he said. 'Still if you're offering...' 'I'll get them for you now...why don't you come up to mine...' Back at mine , after I handed him the small balled up shimmery blue material, I grabbed him a beer, swished over to him and said, 'well, aren't you going to model them?' 'What here?' 'If you're not comfortable it's OK, I just thought...' 'Alright then.' He disappeared into the bathroom then emerged a couple of moments later. 'You weren't joking, not only are they a bit tight but they don't feel bad,' he said, smoothing his hands over his thick thighs packed into them. 'Oh my, your missus is soo lucky!' 'From where I'm standing I'm the lucky one,' he said, looking at me in my purple lycra. 'I guess we've both got lucky,' I smiled, walking over to him and placing my arms around his neck. 'Fucking hell, you're a prick tease,' he grinned, grabbing my arse tightly and pressing his mouth against mine, so we were kissing passionately. 'I wish you were my fucking missus,' he said. 'I'll be your girl...you can ...
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