1. ROBERTA AND POLLY FETISH


    Date: 9/29/2015, Categories: Anal, Fetish, Shemales, Author: leotardlust, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    In honour of an ex-girlfriend of mine (yes, I know, but I do ocasionally like women as well, if they have a nice curvy arse and a penchant for Lycra and Tights) I slipped into my jodphurs and tights mask. A lot of men I've been with love this look when I'm wriggling on their nose. I'm reminded of an old flame of mine who I had an affair with years ago. It was probably her that got me into jods. Roberta was seeing a friend of mine when we hooked up. She had a Drew Barrymore look about her and a curvy arse which always looked hot whenever she wore jods, cycling shorts or those stirruped ski pants. One night at my friend’s house, after celebrating his 21st birthday he fell asl**p. Roberta and I were all giggly and tipsy. We decided to go into the kitchen for another refill while Martin slept it off on the sofa. As the drinks flowed we had a real good bitch about him. All the while I couldn't keep my eyes off the jods she had on, a smart, tight beigy dressy pair. I complementd her outfit. She laughed and said that a couple of days earlier and the seat would have been covered in mud and horse shit. She then wiggled her arse and said 'Why, are you into my jodphurs? I thought you only liked hard cocks!' I added that I also loved nice arses in Lycra, tights and jodphurs, and especially hers, and Martin didn't appreciate her. She looked shocked at first but then asked if I could keep a secret. 'Yes.' 'I'm into women as well,’ said Roberta. I've never told Martin this...but I prefer ...
    women. There's a woman at the stables called Stacey, I'd love to fuck her.' 'If it helps I can dress and kiss you as a woman,' I partly joked. Roberta flung her arms around my neck and simply said 'Do you mean that?' 'Anything...anything just to have your nice arse on my nose just once or every so often...or every day!' 'I have wigs you know...and make up...would you?' 'I'd love to...in fact I already have my own tights, swimsuits and knickers...' 'Fuck, fuck,' she breathed. 'I have a strap on dildo too...would you like that?' 'Oh fucking hell, on you, over your jodphurs or cycling shorts, or tights. Kiss me as passionately and tenderly as you'd like to kiss a woman,’ I said. We were kissing. Our heads tilted, her wrists on my shoulders, my hands on her arse, patting and rubbing it. She broke off and smiled. 'I'm gonna put a long dark wig on you and glossy thick lipstick.' She kissed me again. 'We can be secret lovers...' I added. 'Lesbians lovers,' she replied as we gripped each other harder and kissed madly. I gripped her arse cheeks hard and one hand slipped down the back of her jods, through her tight knickers. 'Finger me, as you'd finger a man,’ she panted. 'You mean...' 'Up my arsehole!' I can't tell you how good it was kissing her and fingering her arsehole knowing that Martin was wasted in the next room. 'Finger my fat arse!' she whispered. 'God, I only wish you were in those tights you said. I'll have to get you a pair of tight jodphurs as well and boots, to go with ...
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