1. ]Aunt Karen and Her Niece Andy


    Date: 7/17/2015, Categories: First Time, Gay Male, Shemales, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    stuck zipper or snap or button. These special moments, infrequent and fleeting, became the highlights of my daydreams. I combined these small incidents into full-fledged fantasies and sometimes they even appeared in my dreams. As I grew older, these fantasies became more complex. Initially, I tried to pictured myself as &#034Karen&#034. I attempted to insert my mind into her body, &#034feeling&#034 how she dressed, walked and moved. I would envision her dress d****d over my imagined breasts, drawn tightly across my firm derriere, as the hem swirled around my nylon encased knees when I walked across a room in my 3&#034 heels. I even imagined I could &#034sense&#034 as my breasts &#034jiggled&#034 with each step. I pictured my smooth shaven legs encased in her sheer nylons and my arched feet in her high heels. I could visualize my maleness surrounded by her sheer panties. My recently developed sensitive balls &#034floating&#034 within the delightfully cool and silky material. I did enjoy my illusions, but was always left wanting. Therefore I was compelled to create new mental images. In these fantasies I became my Aunt's daughter instead of her nephew. It was much easier to create new adventures while still staying within my own body versus taking over my Aunt's. This was much more satisfying! Oh, how pleasant it would be to share &#034our&#034 being female. We would spend our days and nights pursuing all the wonderful adventures my new identity now allowed. I would don the ...
    pretty dresses, skirts, blouses and sensuous lingerie that I yearned for, but up till now had had no opportunity to wear. Now we would share each others clothing. Now we would spend hours at the beauty shop together, having our nails manicured and our hair styled while we sat and eavesdropped on the other women's &#034mysterious&#034 conversations. When we went shopping I could actually try on the dresses instead of merely having them held up against me. I envisioned us &#034girl talking&#034 over lunch, while being flirted with by the waiters and the male customers. If I was her daughter, she would no longer be concerned with being as modest in my presence ... afterall, we would both be females. We would walk around the house in the briefest of clothes and even naked, if that's how we felt. We would hug and cuddle each other whenever one of us felt &#034low&#034, or just because we &#034needed&#034 a hug. We would spend hours, in the evenings, dressed in our finest peignoirs, our legs tucked up under the flowing d**** of our gowns, discussing anything and everything of interest to two females. My Aunt would tell me stories of her girlhood, her fist date, her first kiss, and how &#034it&#034 had felt the first time. I would now be privy to all her feminine secretes that as a male I could never know. I can't explain in words how strong the craving to become my Aunt's daughter became in my daily life. I woke up each morning with that thought and went to sl**p with it still on my ...
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