1. CHAPTER FIVE


    Date: 9/9/2015, Categories: Fetish, Masturbation, Shemales, Author: justluvtrans, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    Rhonda. I opened the walk-in closet and moved two boxes at the end. I took out the locked suitcase and came out of the closet. Rhonda would here soon. I sat the suitcase on my bed, took the key out of my wallet and opened it. I took a deep breath as I looked at the contents. I reached in and took out a pair of pantyhose. I sat on the bed and carefully put my foot down one leg, then the other. They were sheer to waist with a hole carefully cut in front so Harry could be free to roam around. I freed him and he immediately snapped to attention. I ran my hands over my ass and then down my thighs. Harry received a few strokes as a reward for his vigorous response. I anticipated the rest of the evening with Rhonda and wanted to start it off with a little intoxication. I went to the kitchen and poured myself a snifter of brandy. I went back to the bedroom and took another pair of pantyhose out of the suitcase. These too were sheer to waist but more modified than the first pair. I had cut a hole in the crotch of these for my head and five small holes in the toes for my fingers. I put my arms down the legs and slipped my fingers through the holes. Then I put my head through the opening I had made and pulled the waist band down to meet the top of the other pair. I was now completely encased except for my head. I returned to the suitcase and removed the box that held my prize possessions. (Next to Harry of course.) I opened the box and took out the two C cup prosthetic breasts it ...
    contained. Then I slipped them under the pantyhose that covered my upper body. I paused to sip some brandy and feel my girls under my nylon second skin. I called my fake tits the girls. Just as I named Harry so I could call him by something other than cock or dick, or penis I elected to call my fake tits my girls. I think it sounds so much better than boobs, or tits or whatever, don’t you agree? I selected a bra, this time a white Vassarette with soft cups and a lace top. I slipped my arms through the straps and then reached around my back and fastened to the two eye hooks. I pushed Harry back between my legs and then I put on the matching panties. I added a pair of control top pantyhose, then a full slip. Finally I put on a black sheath dress and a put on a pair two inch heels. I took my brandy out to the living room and sat down in the overstuffed chair. I couldn’t stop running my hands over my body. I took another sip of brandy actually a gulp. Then I rolled a joint. I liked to precede the marijuana buzz with an alcohol buzz. The effects of the THC were intensified if I was intoxicated to just the right degree. I sat the joint aside momentarily while I pulled up the hem of my dress. I rubbed my thighs again. Then across the mound that was Harry. Then I continued to my upper body and felt my girls under my dress. I reached over and took up the snifter again, this time I emptied it. I walked back into the kitchen and poured myself another. Then I took a detour to the bedroom where ...
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