1. Cold flour


    Date: 7/29/2015, Categories: Anal, BDSM, Shemales, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    Caught Kneeling on the cold, concrete floor beside the toilet, dressed in lingerie and wearing pink lipstick waiting for the door to open, my mind kept going around in circles to what led me here, wondering if I could have done anything different to prevent it. I remembered sitting on the toilet, I looked at my bight pink nylon and white lace panties, resisting the urge to play with myself. They looked so lovely against my pale, shaved legs above the stocking tops and garter straps. I blushed slightly and smiled at what a dirty little pervert I was to wear lingerie under my street clothes to work. It wasn’t something I did very often, but this morning, after taking off my pink baby doll nighty and satin panties I thought how shameful it would be to do that again. At first, I dismissed it, as there was always the chance that someone might notice the garter straps, or panties when I bent over. You never knew who might be watching you around the office. After the shower and shave, I felt particularly horny looking at my totally shaved body in the mirror and ran my hands over the slight, soft swelling on my upper chest. They looked and felt like young girls titties with large, round nipples, a slightly darker pink than the rest of my chest. I guess that was when I decided to wear lingerie, shivering slightly as I put on the bra, teddy, garter belt and stocking, thinking how sissy and faggy I looked dressed like that. The last item of course was the ‘boys cut’ pink panties, ...
    smiling to myself as I thought of that name. ‘Boy cut’, or ‘boys shorts’. It sounded like all boys and young men should be wearing them. Now there was a thought. How about a law that said you had to wear them until you were 18, wouldn’t that be something. All those pretty boy and young men, all male and macho like me, walking around in sissy pink panties and bra under their street clothes. I guess they wouldn’t be calling anyone faggot or queer then with everyone knowing what they were wearing. Just to be on the safe side I wore a tee shirt over the bra and teddy, as I didn’t want them showing through my shirt, even though I was wearing a lightweight vest over my shirt. That should hide any tell-tale outlines or visible signs of what I was wearing. I felt the outline of the bra, and the lace around the top of the teddy, and I couldn’t resist the urge to touch myself after that, letting out a soft moan as I stroked my cock. It felt so good, and I sat on the toilet a little longer, reveling in the feeling between my legs and smell of the toilet. Somehow, the smell made it feel even more shamefully erotic and depraved. With a sigh I stopped, knowing that if I didn’t I’d jack off until I climaxed, and I wanted that feeling to go on as long as possible. Standing, I turned to flush the toilet and reached down to pull my panties up. As I did, the toilet door opened. I froze in shock. In my haste to go for a pee I’d forgotten to lock the door. I was so petrified I couldn’t move, not even ...
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