” She bit her lip and smacked her booty before grabbing her ankles and throwing her head down between her legs.I could see her perfect ass, her drip...ing pussy, and her beautiful face all staring at me. Wanting me. My cock throbbed for her. I wanted to grab my camera and get a shot, but my lust for her hypnotized me, drew me into her wet wanting pussy.“Aooooooohhhh,” she gasped as the head of my cock spread her open and crawled inside of her body and connected us together. A soft growl left my. I tilted my head to the side slightly and Carlton moved lower with his lips. His hand suddenly replaced mine that covered my tenderness. The jolt of Carlton's hand on my place of sensualness made me moan with euphoric pleasure. Slowly, Carlton ran a finger through my hot wet divide. My hot core flowed onto his finger as he moved it up and down, letting it sink into my soft pink fold. I felt my vertical line fold over his finger, contouring to the shape of his digit sliding easily through my. Uber frilly dresses, the desire to be subservient, not wanting to be atransvestite, transsexual, or drag queen. Sissy was the only categorythat hit me as perfect, so there I was, and there I am.I also did not do anything while dressed, at least not at this point inmy life. I didn't go to clubs all dolled up, I didn't use make up andwalk the streets, I didn't even go to the adult book store. I merelyloved wearing all that divine, soft, and silky satin against my body,and loved the way I looked. Part of me seemed to suggest that I should feel some remorse over giving up the life I'd led so far, over voluntarily reducing myself to a cum-receptacle, a slut fit only to be fucked, but I couldn't summon any up. I couldn't wait.Over the next weeks and months, that's how I spent much of my time. Examining myself for changes and masturbating. I watched TV, surfed the Internet, andread the news, but every time I thought about what washappening to me it made me so horny I had to jack off.The.