1. Wendell and How He Got That Way, part 2, by ButtFl


    Date: 7/31/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Taboo, Author: wickedguy333, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    start. She’d never called him by his name before without making fun of it. He scrambled to rip the cloth from around his penis before they both changed their minds. Karolyn stood, and with her cock swinging, joined Diana in surprising Wendell by kissing him and playing with his saggy man-tits. He was pinned between them, naked and weak-kneed, unable to resist their advances. In a few minutes, he was wearing white lace panties with a matching bra, black high heeled pumps, and a white blouse that was tied at the front like a halter. Diana had picked his sizes perfectly. His face and neck was covered in lipstick smudges from his two tormenters. She couldn’t believe how cute and feminine the scrawny dork looked. He really did have a soft little body. He actually looked better in panties than he did dressed as a man. And as long as they were smooching on him and feeding him baby-talk bullshit, he couldn’t put on his girl clothes fast enough. While he struggled to put his lingerie on, they told him that the more girly he acted and the more he played with their cocks, the better they liked it. He fell for it. He even play-acted a bit and wiggled around for them, fondling their cocks feverishly while they pretended to get turned on. Diana pushed him onto the leather couch. The couch was in the empty area in front of Kari’s desk and faced a large mirror. In front of the couch was a matching foot-stool that Karolyn shoved aside with her foot as she plopped down next to Wendell. They ...
    both snapped on a pair of surgical gloves. Karolyn squeezed a large dollop of goop from a tube into Diana’s palm. Diana leaned in and began licking Wendell’s ear. He gasped. She moaned softly “Oh God I love this,” and brought a gloved hand full of Vaseline down his panties and onto his wee penis. Karolyn ripped his top open and began vociferously sucking on his nipples like he was her prison bitch. Her gloved hand joined Diana’s, stroking his teensy balls. “Oh God,” he whimpered. Through the gloves, Diana could feel his heartbeat pulsing from his boy-sized cock. “Put your hands on our cocks,” she whispered to him, while she kissed and licked his face. “Keep your hands on our cocks and we’ll keep our hands on yours.” Wendell immediately reached out, fumbling for their massive faux fuck-sticks, grabbing them like ski poles. He gripped them so hard his knuckles turned white. Here was the view from the three cameras hidden behind the two-way mirror, all catching different angles of the action: Wendell, dressed like a cheap whore, was in the middle of the couch with his legs spread wide. What looked like very pretty men were on each side of him, with giant cocks sticking out of their pants. Wendell had a vice-grip on each of the giant cocks, his hands and arms shaking like he was jacking them off. The she-men had their hands deep inside Wendell’s girly panties, covering his undersized equipment so that it was impossible to tell that Wendell even had a cock at all. From the way they ...
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