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I want to milk this little girl to her big cock flowed rivers of delicious warm milk, lick every last drop, and then milking again and againππππππππππ
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I also run a regular upskirt blog called www.skirttothesky.tumblr.com, please follow that as well if you like :)
No hiding anything in front of bestie.
I know you have always craved for this all your lifeβ€οΈβ¦Sissy slutπ π³οΈ!
She doesn't have to force me
intim-a-sissy part 4. the fitting room ποΈπ
the lighting is soft and golden.
the plush carpet feels expensive under your bare feet.
you're standing in front of the three-way mirror, feeling completely exposed and ridiculous.
you just pulled up the silk thong she handed you.
you feel so vulnerable. your breath is shallow.
she isn't even in the stall with you.
she's sitting on the velvet bench right outside your curtain, her long legs crossed.
"well?" her voice floats through the heavy fabric. "let me see, bitch."
you slowly pull the curtain back.
you stand there, trembling a little, trying to cover yourself.
she looks up at you. zero judgment. zero shock.
just the clinical, supportive eye of a best friend evaluating an outfit.
"no, stop trying to hide itβ¦" she says, her voice smooth and bossy.
"turn around. let me see the baaaack."
you swallow hard, your heart hammering against your ribs, and slowly turn around.
you present your flat little ass to her in the tiny strip of silk.
"oh my god, yessssβ¦" she gasps softly, a genuine compliment.
"babe, that is liiiiterally perfect on youβ¦ it makes your peach look sooo cuteβ¦"
she stands up, walking over to adjust the strap on your hip, her nails grazing your bare skin.
"you are liiiiterally buying these. in every color. the boys are gonna go absolutely feral for this on you."
she isn't turned on. she's styling you.
she's dressing you up for the real men outside.
the realization that she is your personal sissy stylist makes your dick twitch helplessly in that tiny silk pouch.
it's givingβ¦ retail therapy, dressing room secrets, sissy makeover. π³π
intim-a-sissy part 6. the car ride home ππ
the engine is off.
you're parked right outside your apartment building.
the streetlights are casting these long, dark shadows across the leather seats of her car.
you two just left the club. the air smells like her expensive perfume and the lingering scent of vodka sodas.
you're sitting in the passenger seat, staring straight ahead, your heart pounding.
she turns her whole body to face you, pulling one knee up onto the seat.
she has this massive, gossipy, excited grin on her perfect face.
she doesn't ask if you had a good time.
she doesn't ask if you got any girls' numbers.
she leans in close, her eyes wide, completely bypassing your straight-guy costume.
"okay, bitch, spillβ¦" she gasps, her voice breathy and chaotic.
"that guy from the bar with the huge arms? the one who liiiiterally bought you that drink?"
you swallow hard. your face feels so hot.
"sooooβ¦" she draws the word out, completely unbothered, totally explicit.
"are you gonna rim him or what?"
your brain completely short-circuits.
she didn't ask if you're into men.
she didn't ask if you're gay.
she went straight to the filthy, submissive details.
she wants to know if you're going to bury your face in a real man's ass and serve him like a good little slut.
the intimacy of it is staggering.
she's talking to you the exact same way she talks to her other messy, slutty girlfriends.
she wants the tea on your total degradation.
your pathetic little dick twitches in your pants, leaking a clear drop of pre-cum at the thought.
it's givingβ¦ parked car gossip, hole validation, serving real men. π π¦
intim-a-sissy part 3. the club bathroom πͺ©π
the bass from the club is vibrating through the bathroom floor.
the neon lights are buzzing.
it's just the two of you in front of the massive mirror.
the air is thick with the smell of hairspray, sweat, and expensive perfume.
you feel so small next to her. so utterly outclassed.
she turns to you, pulling a glossy fenty tube from her tiny little clutch.
she steps directly into your personal space.
"hold still, babeβ¦" she murmurs.
her soft, manicured fingers gently grab your chin, tilting your head up.
the intimacy of it makes your knees go weak. you're completely frozen.
she carefully swipes the sticky, sweet-tasting gloss across your bottom lip, then your top.
she presses her thumb to the corner of your mouth to clean the edge.
she steps back to admire her work.
but her eyes trail down. past your chest. down to the waistband of your jeans.
you bent over earlier, and you know exactly what is showing.
the delicate, scalloped edge of your pink lace thong.
she doesn't gasp. she doesn't laugh.
she just smiles this warm, totally accepting little smile.
"omgβ¦ waitβ¦" she purrs, leaning her hip against the sink.
"those panties are sooo fucking cute on you btwβ¦"
your male ego completely flatlines.
"liiiike, where did you even get them? the lace is giving pure angel energy⦠they look sooo tiny, do they even hold your little situation in?"
she winks at you.
she sees the sissy lingerie. and she thinks it's cute.
you are officially one of her girlfriends.
it's givingβ¦ bathroom touch-ups, exposed lace, permanent girlie pop. ππͺ
Love these pink heels.
They'll just be your underwear when you transition, by the way. No big deal.
Pink and satin!
Well of course. Love buying panties and bras!
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