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When dressed
Date: 8/24/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
My girlfriend was quick to say that I certainly did look like a prepubescent boy. Her mother looked at her and said, “THIS is your boyfriend?” “Oh, God, no Mom. At least not like that. I have real men, with real cocks for that. I keep him around because he is cute and lately I have been enjoying seeing just how far I can push him.” Pausing and looking at me speculatively she finished, “I am beginning to think I can push him quite a bit farther.” Her mother nodded, and for the first time since I had entered smiled. It was a wicked and predatory smile, and made me shiver. “Well that makes me feel better, thank you.” she said. “Go get me your phone sissy” my girlfriend commanded. I quickly ran and fetched it and handed it to her. Leaving me standing in the middle of the room she took it to the couch. Her s****r and mother moved close, looking over her shoulder as my girlfriend began to text. From the comments and the laughing I quickly realized they were texting the man who owned my mouth. I had no idea what was being said, but the women were clearly amused and enjoying it. At one point I heard her mother say, “What a marvelous idea.” They finally finished and put down the phone. Her mother turned to my girlfriend and said, “I will take the sissy out to get what we need. Although he can’t go out like that” flicking her eyes at my naked shaved cock, “and I won’t be seen with him in those disgusting shorts. Go get me a pair of your panties and your very shortest skirt. He can ... wear those.” My eyes widened at the idea of being taken out in public to some unknown place by this imposing woman while wearing a short skirt and panties. As nervous as that made me, my tiny cock remained hard and quivering and betrayed my true feelings. My girlfriend returned quickly with a very frilly lacy pair of panties. I blushed deeply, recognizing them instantly. They had been a gift from me shortly after we began dating. I slipped them on and she handed me a skirt. I stepped into that and put it on, sliding it up my legs. fortunately it was made to ride low in her hips. I could not close it down where it should be, but by pulling it up higher on my wast, and sucking it and squeezing I was able to get it closed. Of course by pulling it up higher it made it that much shorter. It should have fallen just above the midpoint of my thighs, instead it was a good four inches above that, probably no more than two inches below the bottom of my cheeks. “Very good” her mother said, grabbing my hand and pulling me out the door. She pulled me to her car, making me get in the passenger side. I tried hard to keep my skirt down as far as possible as I sat on the seat, but as soon as I bent to sit it rode far up my thighs and exposed a bit of the panties. I still had no idea where she was taking me, and sat quietly as she drove across town. Soon she pulled into the parking lot of an adult shop. I panicked at the thought of being taken inside dressed like this, but had no choice, and ...