Without being a transvestite, I sometimes like to wear certain fetish clothes that express for me the power of female sexuality. Nylon stockings, ballet flats, mini skirts, fitted feminine underwear, loose blouses. Maybe I need to take in what I fantasize about in women and look at my body like I have become one of them. And that's the point of view that I find exciting, and not, for example, of seeing myself in the mirror.
Still, one day, thus dressed, I decided to put my cock in one of those Chinese rubber sleeves fitted with three vibrating balls. One of these balls is for the foreskin, and the other two for the penis itself, on each side. I know the exquisite feeling of this gadget so much that it never takes long for my cock to hard on solidly when I start locking it in.With the device neatly hidden in my panties, it was now impossible for me to SEE that I was a man. The triggering of the three vibrating bullets all at once put my cock on alert, as if realizing what inevitably awaited.I spread my legs, like a woman giving herself and shamelessly indulging her sexual desire.And the orgasm came, quietly, long, irresistibly.And I have then this time, I swear, not seeing my cock, tight against my body in the nylons, heedless of the semen that flowed from me in the evil little holster, the very orgasm of a woman. It was definitely the time in my life that I felt like I understood female orgasm the most.
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