FSK 18 - crossdressers with anal sex and latex dildo XL
Egon's nerves were stretched to the breaking point. His heart was beating fast in his chest. The excitement left his mouth dry and his manicured fingernails chewing. Today it was time again, he would meet Sunny. His hand trembled as he rang the bell to her apartment. The hum could be heard through the open window on the second floor. Egon swallowed nervously, then the door opener was pressed and he was able to enter. A warm voice greeted him in a friendly whisper from the stairwell: "Hello Egon, please come upstairs, I'm looking forward to seeing you!" He looked up excitedly and caught a glimpse of Sunny's shapely figure, then she was already in the shadows again disappeared. Egon smiled contentedly and enjoyed the feeling of happiness to be able to experience a wonderful time with a special person. Taking two steps at a time, he quickly reached Sunny's apartment door, which was open a crack invitingly.
Egon had barely entered Sunny's apartment when he noticed the shimmering play of light from a few candles, the glow of which was reflected on the walls of the hallway. It was pleasantly warm in this little cave, as he affectionately called her home. The apartment, although small, was cleverly laid out, with floor-to-ceiling windows. A large wooden beam ran from wall to wall in the living room and gave the living room a homely character. Sunny's stylish furnishings and the tasteful decoration underlined the benevolent overall picture and gave every visitor comfortable moments.
"Sit down, Egon, I'll be right with you!" Sunny's euphonious timbre was heard, and Egon sank into the soft depths of the comfortable couch. He felt comfortable with her, it occurred to him as he looked around. It was like he was sitting with an acquaintance or buddy and not with a whore. No heavy, red curtains, no black, cold leather sofa, no sex toys on display - at Sunny's the guest was in an apartment that could be found thousands of times over. Of course, this also concealed fine refinements and erotic delicacies, but Sunny didn't show any of it in an obtrusive manner. She liked the subtle, not so much the obvious.
Sexual Trans Fetishism
This is exactly how Sunny was dressed. She came from the kitchen with a tray to Egon, who had made himself comfortable in his favorite spot. A black, loose-fitting wetlook dress with a flared skirt caressed her sensual body and swayed provocatively with every swing of her hips as Sunny approached him. It was a simple dress that any woman could have worn while shopping. Still, it had that certain something. Since she was barefoot, a soft tapping accompanied her every step. Her sweet perfume, emanating from a floral bouquet, reached him just before she stopped in front of him. Sunny put down the tablet with fragrant coffee and delicious-looking apple pie. She bent lower than was necessary and remained in this lascivious posture.
Egon couldn't say what stimulated him more at that moment - her beguiling scent or her exciting sight. Sunny pulled up the skirt of the dress so far that Egon could see - and smell - her crotch. A tight , red latex panty crotch covered her genitals. The tight latex on your buttocks concealed the view of a plug that was in your anus. Egon groaned when Sunny spread the integrated slit of her latex panties and the shimmering pink of her column laughed at him. Threads of secretion had formed and wet her fleshy labia and the insides of her thighs. Her feminine scent filled his nostrils and dulled his senses. Instinctively he wanted to grab her ass when Sunny knocked his hand aside, stepped between his legs and lifted her buttocks close to his face. Two of her fingers dipped into her wet hole, moving back and forth. Sunny fingered herself.
Again Egon wanted to embrace Sunny's plump buttocks, again she pushed him away. Grinning, she stood up and held out her nectar-covered fingers. "Lick it up, sow!" Egon obeyed and willingly sucked her fingers. Her fine taste spread on his tongue and made him suck more and more greedily. "I notice you didn't forget to put on the lipstick I gave you. Very nice, you dog!” Sunny scratched Egon's tongue with her slender fingers when she suddenly said in a commanding tone: “Enough!” She bent down to the middle of her body. In no time she had taken off the plug and the hot red latex panties. Her gaze caught Egon's as she sat down on his lap, unwrapped his cock, slipped on a condom and sat down on it without hesitation.
Fetish meeting and love with the strict dominatrix
Egon moaned loudly, his hands found her breasts, kneaded the soft flesh through the wetlook fabric of the dress. "How dare you!" Sunny countered, grabbing his hands and guiding them to her hips, where they clung tightly to her curves. "My horny pig just wants to grab my tits, ts ts... time to shut your mouth!"
This woman was driving him insane, she knew so much what he needed and how to deal with him. Her harsh words made his member swell even more, her dominance allowing him to drop completely and be guided. His Sunny did exactly what he wanted. Only she was able to lead him to ecstasy.
Their sex was exceptional and followed no protocol. For a long time they have not moved in the usual mainstream movements, but who wants to comply with conventions when they want to fly mentally? Sunny was the soul plane with which he could escape the gray world and the dreary everyday life and take off. He loved her for that.
Egon could no longer think. His train of thought was interrupted when Sunny put the plug, which previously filled her buttocks, into his mouth in one flowing movement with the words: "Blow the plug for me, piggy!" put his head down and closed his mouth with it. Due to the gagging, the plug could no longer slide out and remained consistently in Egon's oral cavity.
She stroked his cheeks tenderly, cupped his head and kissed his mouth, which was covered and filled. Egon's eyes glittered with desire and devotion and reflected strong emotions, which Sunny took up sensitively with hers, nodded gently, stripped her dress down and bared her upper body. Her full breasts were held by a transparent lace bra that presented more than it hid and made an exciting contrast to her latex panties. Wicked and innocent, united in a wonderful symbiosis. Sunny's large areolas and erect nipples were clearly visible under the lingerie and lured with seductive femininity.
Latex Sex Toys in action
Of course, Sunny felt her effect on Egon. His pole was getting thicker and thicker in her smacking vagina, his stomach tightened more and more. The calloused fingers that dug into her hip flesh in need became more determined. She was still riding him in slow, deep movements, soon she would increase the speed and enjoy his hot convulsions and his squirting cream. Maybe - but not so fast. She was also looking forward to this meeting because she really enjoyed the time with Egon. As the toy locked its mouth, Sunny listened to his every reaction. She didn't miss the slightest emotion, and spellbound she followed Egon's facial expressions. Egon couldn't speak, he was dependent on Sunny's care.
Then she grabbed the clasp of her bustier and undid it. A faint cracking sound was heard as Sunny slipped the lingerie lasciviously over her shoulders. Egon followed Sunny's hand movements with excitement. He felt her warm, firm cunt meat around his cock and how it massaged and milked him. He let out a growl as he tightened his grip on her hips and pressed her even deeper onto his erection. He felt a resistance on his bulging glans, the cervix, which repeatedly stroked his cheeks and gave him great pleasure. Damn, he had to control himself or he would cum instantly and that would make his lady very angry.
The plug in his mouth felt fantastic and made it difficult for him to breathe, which turned him on even more and made him all the more horny. With Sunny he was safe and allowed to live his destiny. This knowledge was his greatest aphrodisiac.
"Now I'll make you look pretty, my little one!" Sunny grinned cheekily and put her bra around Egon's upper body, closed it and playfully plucked it into shape. She ran her fingernails over Egon's nipples, pinched and twirled them. Egon gasped, closed his eyes and let himself fall into the cushions of the sofa.
The flying began. Sunny ran her long, dark red claws over Egon's now reddened nipples, down his chest and circled his navel, before sliding back the sensual paths again. Egon started to sweat and twitched uncontrollably. His ecstasy and complete devotion aroused Sunny so much that she pressed a hand over Egon's filled plug mouth and suffocated him even more. With her other hand she clawed at his shoulder. Her pelvis slid back and forth incessantly, her vaginal muscles working, sucking on his spear in rhythmic waves. Sunny's movements became more and more urgent, her ride faster and faster. Shifting her weight, she planted her hands on his chest, enjoying the delicate lace that encased the powerful manly muscles. Her tight, juicy hole slid quickly over his penis and wet his entire lower abdomen including his scrotum.
Egon squirmed under Sunny, gurgled and looked at her imploringly. So close to an orgasm, he could hardly contain himself. But his lady had not yet given him permission to come. He couldn't hold it any longer, he was about to spill into the condom's reservoir. "Please, Sunny!" His eyes begged desperately.
Sunny read his horny request like she had been reading him and his body gestures all along. Even in her greatest lust she was able to do it. In such moments, contact with her customers was never lost. Because any interaction never happened across them. That was Sunny's responsibility, at least in her mind and understanding.
True love, sissy parenting and crossdressers
"You want to cum, my sweet?", she asked naturally and fully savored the ecstatic moment. She knew the change in speech added another rousing kick. The sadist in her enjoyed every second of his lustful torment. Grinning, she provocatively pulled on one of his nipples. Egon nodded eagerly, he could hardly control himself anymore.
"Well, bad luck, you pathetic worm!" Sunny laughed at him, abruptly stopping her ride and suddenly stopping. "Don't you cum!" She added with a stern look. She tightened her vaginal muscles once more before sliding out of him and releasing his hard cock. She tapped the bulging shaft a few times with her palm, tapping her fingertips on his bursting head.
"Not yet, my girl, not yet!" she caressed him with gentle words. Tenderly she kissed his forehead and stroked his damp strands from his face. "Only a particularly pretty female can have an orgasm with me, you know that!" she added mysteriously as she removed the plug from his mouth. With a friendly smile, she handed him a plate with a piece of apple pie and asked affectionately: "Would you like a cup of coffee, Marie? You have to strengthen yourself for the fashion show!”
Egon gradually caught his breath. He straightened up and took the plate with the fine delicacy. His cock smoldered and throbbed violently, but he wasn't upset that Sunny had broken off the spicy lovemaking so abruptly. But on the contrary. His sweetheart knew exactly what to do with Egon, when and in what way so that she could give him the greatest joys. Delaying his orgasm gave him a very special kick and made their meetings even more exciting. This only made the orgasm more intense.
Sex games with wig and sexy ladies lingerie
As he thoughtfully ate the piece of cake and silently snuggled next to Sunny, her words came back to him. Oh yes, the fashion show. Sometimes he was allowed to try on Sunny's latest lingerie and clothing items at their meetings. She had a wide range of beautiful female accessories. From the bikini to the garter, Egon was allowed to indulge in all the stylish objects. Later in the bathroom he was allowed to enjoy how she put on an elaborate make-up and styled the hair of his wig. Sunny also had a small selection of hairpieces that she used when her clients wanted a specific hair color that she didn't have. If the circumstances and Egon's state of mind allowed, they had already gone out to eat ice cream or went shopping together - just like two best friends. Sunny was not ashamed to present herself in public with Egon in women's clothing. Once she even tried to persuade him to swim. Sunny's words at her last farewell also came to mind. His esteemed lady was planning a crossdresser fashion show, with other whore suitors who wanted to use him as a trans man. His imagination went on a journey. He felt hot and cold imagining Sunny's lovers driving their massive cocks into his sissy mouth and putting their strong hands in latex gloves to fiss his asshole. Perhaps his cutie allowed him to wear sexy hot pants or a latex costume that would further his feminization. His boner grew again so he squeezed his own balls to regulate himself.
It was to Sunny's credit that he had come to accept his crossdressing propensity to occasionally dress as a woman and no longer hated himself for it. It always required a lot of courage to go public with them, but thanks to Sunny he increasingly dared to do it. Somehow he had made peace with himself and his preferences. The demon of self-doubt no longer raged within him. He had learned to accept himself as a whole. "Then people will do it too!" Sunny had encouraged him in his self-discovery phase.
Egon hadn't noticed that Sunny wasn't sitting with him anymore. She stepped out of the bathroom now, holding a tablet in her hands. He inhaled audibly as she set it down in front of him and grinned at him, eyebrows raised. His gaze wandered over the display that presented itself to him greased with lube. Four anal vibrators fought for attention. Sunny once told him the dimensions: 17*3.8 cm, 22.5*4.5 cm, 17*7.8 cm and 15*9 cm. Some of the dildos were ribbed, inflatable and in plug design, so that they could remain in the anus. Among the adult toys were a vinyl sheet and disposable blue gloves. Sunny now reached for these and slowly began to pull them over her beautiful hands. Egon let out a harsh moan. His cock instantly hardened again. "Then let's see how resilient your rosette is, bastard!" Sunny replied in a stern tone as she turned to Egon with a stately grin to begin the anal sex.
Stretching games with latex butt plug and anal dildo XL
"We will stretch and prepare your sissy butt properly with anal sex for the men I will invite to abuse you as a trans man. Of course we will also train your whore mouth so that you, as a willing woman, can accommodate any size bar. A deep one You'll always be able to afford deepthroat, bitch!" Sunny gaze slid over the trans from top to bottom. She raised an eyebrow before continuing sternly, "Before you have to act as you obviously have to be made up and please the gentlemen with a kinky fashion show where they can bid their price for your body. Then you'll be sold to the highest bidder studs . You then have to submit to her wishes unconditionally. And of course the hooker's money goes into my purse, that's obvious, don't you think?"
Egon nodded eagerly. His spear had meanwhile become very hard. Then Sunny put her overknee boots on his member and pressed the stiletto heel into his scrotum. Both knew that it was a provocative game that Egon would enter into of his own free will and without any real compulsion. This sex variant would demand everything from him, because Egon was neither homosexual nor bisexual. He was excited by the humiliation and obedience of having to do it. Sunny would watch over him very carefully, he was sure of that. Nothing would endanger him, not with his noble whore. He could totally let go and trust. This session of use, he had longed for it for a long time. Sunny had previously said he wasn't ready yet. A sissy feminization would be a big and meaningful step in the life of a trans man. So Egon let Sunny guide him and could hardly wait for her great guidance. Going a little more in that wicked direction every time. Together.
"You will wear latex gloves and latex stockings. Probably also latex toe socks for the foot fetishists among the customers. A pretty wig and a latex dress that you already know from crossdressers. You can especially look forward to a latex mask that has a mouth opening. " Smiling cheekily, Sunny interrupted Egon's hot thoughts and shifted her body weight even more vehemently onto his balls. Her shoe heel pressed firmly on his glans. "And the mouth of your latex mask, believe me, we'll need that!" Whether this was to be understood as a promise or a threat was left to the discretion of both parties. But one thing was for sure: it was going to be one damn exciting crossdresser fashion show. With trans hooker Marie as an auction item.
