Licking a man. Maybe kissing a man. Maybe a long soft warm tender kiss. I arose from bed and showered, cleaning myself and shaving my genital area. As...I stared at myself in the mirror I realized that it was time for something more. The hair on my chest and legs had to go. It would not do if I was to be a true slut. I true sissy. If I was going to be the womanwhore that I desired to be. So I slowly and methodically shaved the hair from my body. Close. I was getting close. But not completely. "I have an idea I want to pass by you,"she said. She found the website of a fetish club that was havingan event the next day. "Lets go and try that naughty little ideaof yours!" she exclaimed.The dress code of most fetish clubs is quite strict, and thisplace was no exception. 'PVC, leather, erotic costumes,lingerie, formal wear or cross-dress' it said on the website.She pulled up some photo pages and looked at some of the cross-dressers."You know hon, some of these cross-dressers are really. Eldrim, the youngest of us, banished a mere week ago, was burdened with scrubbing Humara’s horse, who was now eldest and in charge. I was uneasy at his treatment, but what was I to do when Humara, a mere year away from being a man, had no honor? I could do nothing but watch and fume.Had we been younglings of fifty summers ago, the horn’s cry would’ve drawn us like an oasis jackals. But my grandfather had taught the warriors of the Umani Wastes better, so we mounted and readied our bows and. ”I smiled at him and said “It’s all yours” at which point he bent down on his knees and gently pulled my les apart. I knew what he was doing and didn’t want him to stop. My cock was now in his hands as he softly kissed my balls and slowly drew his tongue across the length of my cock. “Do you like my tongue across your cock sir?” “Oh yes please take it all in.” I felt his hot lips on the tip of my cock and down the entire length, taking every inch into his mouth right up to my balls; his soft.