1. A Day In The Life of Polly (Morning)


    Date: 10/28/2016, Categories: Fetish, Gay Male, Shemales, Author: leotardlust, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    A fantasy with some true elements. 7.30-8.30 am I wake up, have breakfast and slip into my skintight blue Lycra unitard and go for a jog. If it's cold I wear a short jacket over the top but short enough so anyone can see my shimmery encased butt. On most days I'll time my run so I bump into the friendly old man walking his dog getting a newspaper. I'll smile, flirt a little and chat to him for a few minutes outside the newsagents. Often I'll occasionally touching my toes and jog on the spot so he sees my curvy buttocks wiggling inside my skintight lycra. (God knows he needs a thrill.) Once I gave him a carrier bag of my old leotards to take to his wife who works at a charity shop. I wonder what happened to them because the last time I checked I didn't see them in the shop. 8.30.9.30am By the time I get home my boyfriend is ready to leave for work as I'm putting on some make up, squeezing into my blue lycra shorts and my black long sleeve leotard for my personal trainer. I limber up a little as my boyfriend leaves, after he's let my Trainer into the house. My trainer normally wears a tight t-shirt and really tight black lycra shorts. No sooner has my bf's car left the driveway that I throw my arms around my trainer, grab his ass and kiss him passionately. It's funny our sessions started off as a free three session deal but after six months I still haven't paid for anything and the only exercise I seem to get is getting down on my hands and knees, sticking my ass our and ...
    sucking his throbbing prick through his tight, glistening shorts until he creams himself through them, lol! 10.15-11.15am After a quick shower it's almost time for a trip just round the block to the studio for my dance session. As a rule I tend to take a change of clothes with me for when I pop into town for a spot of coffee, window shopping and to meet my date. So for the session I slip into my light toast footed shimmery Danskin tights, a pink lycra leotard and pull on my black cycling shorts, with the padding on the seat, my short jacket and cycle my way to the studio. Once there I slip out of my shorts and into my ballet slippers. I know the caretaker who works here and he makes sure that the dressing room and the hall is free for me to use. We have an arrangement whereby I sit on his face for the whole session once a month and he sniffs my butt through my leotard and/or he takes my cycling shorts home to sniff and to spunk into, returning them to me in their used state. Although I'm far too curvy to do ballet I tend to enjoy prancing around to my favourite pop music and looking at my sissy reflection in the mirror. Sometimes I can't take the thrill and just resort to spending the majority of the session, lying on the mat, and fingering my arshole through my leotard, thinking of my friends imaging that they were all in the hall watching me and doing what they liked to me :) 11.15-12.00 I apply immaculate make-up, my wig and slip into shimmery opaque tights, full bottomed black ...
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