I can’t think of anything I’d rather be doing than sneaking into my girlfriend’s wardrobe while she’s out and trying on her lingerie. The moment she leaves the house, I head for her garter belts, bras and knickers. I don’t have anything to put into her 36C bra cups, and my cock barely fits her panties but all that silk, satin and lace is irresistibly sissy and feminine. On the day in question, I’d waited for her to go to work, before racing to the bedroom. I opened the drawers, and picked out a pair of hot pink full-cut knickers with white fur edging that I loved to see on her – not least because of the holes in the crotch that exposed her arse and cunt. The satin caressed my buttocks softly, while the front rubbed my cock to wakefulness. I slowly drew them up my legs and settled them over my penis. A matching garter belt was next – to attach to white stockings with a deep lace top wound through with a pink ribbon tied in a bow at the front. The matching bra rubbed against my nipples as I drew it around me and fastened güvenilir bahis it at the back. Rifling through her makeup, I found a tube of pale pink lipstick, and decided I wanted black eyeliner and pink eye shadow. My prick swelled inside her knickers as I traced around my eyes with the eyeliner pencil. All I needed now was shoes. And sure enough, there at the bottom of her wardrobe was a pair of hot pink ankle-length boots which matched her underwear nicely. A quick spritz of perfume, and I felt as feminine as I could be. And of course my straining cock reminded me how horny I was. I lay on the bed and began running my hands over my body. My eyes closed as I imagined my girlfriend’s fingers teasing me through the satin lingerie, her kisses soft against my skin. I writhed on the bed and moaned softly as I teased and touched myself. Suddenly there was a flash. I jumped up, to see my girlfriend standing in the doorway. “Hmmm,” she said, “That’s one for my private album. You look quite fuckable, my little boi slut. güvenilir bahis siteleri I’m glad the car broke down, now.” I sat on the bed, my heart pounding. “So,” she said, “what are we going to do with you?” I was silent. What could I say? “I think I want my horny little pussyboi should be my lesbian slave bitch – but I’m going to have to get changed first. You lie on your stomach right there with your eyes closed.” She was serious – I couldn’t believe it. She went into the walk-in wardrobe, while I turned over and waited for her. God, it was worth it. She wore a black boned corset, matching bra and rumba knickers – all finished with red lace. Her black stockings were opaque. She looked incredible. She flipped me over onto my back, and straddled my shoulder. Pulling the crotch of her knickers to one side, she slid her gaping hole over my face, rubbing her wetness across me. “Lick me, sissy,“ she said. My tongue slid across her outer lips, slow languorous strokes. She groaned and I took that as encouragement, iddaa siteleri pushing my tongue deep inside her. She writhed and panted on my face as I ran the tip of my tongue over her clitoris. It wasn’t quick enough for her, and she roughly gripped my hair, pulling me onto her mound. “Fucking suck me, you sissy boi whore,” she hissed, “Suck my cunt like the sissy you know you want me to make you.” She was desperate, and I began sucking her clit in earnest, running my tongue over it and gripping it between my lips. She groaned, and the excitement overcame her. I felt her juices running down my face, over my makeup. My painted lips brought her to the edge and she fell, writing and grunting, into her climax. I kept licking, until she threw herself off my face and lay next to me, panting. When she recovered, she flipped me over. “Not bad, for a sissy boi,” she said, “But now I get to fuck you. I want to bury my cock inside you and make you cum.” I turned over, and she pulled me onto my hands and knees. I could see myself in the mirrored wardrobes opposite the bed. The tight pink bra pulled my chest into a cleavage framed through the white fur edging. My arse wiggled, encased in the satin, and the fur edging rubbed over my garter belt and stockings.