1. ROBERTA AND POLLY FETISH


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

    your wig. You can wear them over your tights and, oh fuck, i love this, my arse feels...' I frigged her harder and harder with one hand and rubbed her tight crotch with my other hand until we came. The next day she gave me a lift home and we kissed as we made future arrangements. 'I don't think I should leave Martin, all this will be more fun and sexier if we carry on behind his back. We'll do things together that I won't do with Martin. I'll give you a girl's name and we can be secret lesbians lovers. If you do that, I'll do whatever you want.' That night she arrived at my place to pick me up. She was wearing shiny skintight black cycling shorts. I watched her arse wiggle from side to side as we stepped out to the car. 'Martin thinks I'm out with friends tonight,' she smiled as she shut the door. We kissed passionately then drove to her place. We didn't waste much time frantically kissing with my hands all over her tight arse, gripping, kneading, patting and smoothing my hands over the sheen of the material. Roberta giggled as she broke away and told me that she wanted to make a woman out of me. We went upstairs. On her bed were some items layed out that made me hard to look at them, tights, leotards, boots, jodphurs and a shiny copper wig. She said that I should wear some black tights over some skintight shiny big red panties as it would help the grip of the jodphurs. 'You'll love it, not only does it feel good but the grip of the jodphurs really clings to you if you were ...
    soemthing like this underneath.' We grinned at each other sexily as I pulled my tights over my knickers, really squeezing the shiny nylon over my curvy red pantied butt, as I examined it in the mirror. 'Phwoar, I love your arse,' she declared. I then reached for the cream jodphurs. 'Not yet,' she laughed. 'I want you to wear this.' She was holding a small black longsleeve Lycra leotard in her hands. It really gleamed under the light. 'Oh fuck...' I panted. I beamed self-satisfyingly as I hoisted the leotard up over my crotch, arse and over my stomach and chest. I checked out my arse in the mirror, it was so tight and defined. I could also make out the hint of a pantyline which drove me crazy! My cock was already bulging. Roberta gripped my arse and moaned softly as we kissed. 'If Martin could see us now, the boring shit,' she giggled. She then invited me to step into her tight cream jodphurs which I loved, over my leotard, tights and panties. God, I felt so snug and encased and tight! Without prompting I pulled on the boots before Roberta applied heavy make-up and glossy red lipstick to my lips. Once the wig was on and I looked in the mirror I looked like a complete slut. 'Ooh, you naughty girl,' she breathed. 'My naughty girl, my naughty secret lover,' she cooed. 'Ooh what am I gonna do with you?' She stroked my hair and caressed my cheek and then pecked me softly on my glossy lips. 'What should I call you dear?' 'Call me Polly, it's what I call myself when I'm wearing tights ...