1. Polly and Reno (Lycra fetish)


    Date: 1/9/2017, Categories: Fetish, Gay Male, Shemales, Author: leotardlust, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    I met Reno at college. He was an ex-doorman, army sergeant, wrestler and an all round big strapping, sexy fucking hunk with a massive cock!I was out with friends when I was introduced to him. He was a mature student and had seen me before in a dance performance. He joked that it was the first time he'd seen me out without Lycra, as he'd often seen me having a cig outside the studio with the girls and we were always in our skintight lycra unitards! He'd even seen me waiting at the bus stop in my green unitard under a short jacket once when he drove past. 'You could have given me a lift!' I joked. 'Didn't your mum tell you to never get into a car with strange men?' 'All the time. Not that it ever stopped me...' I giggled. 'Well you're in luck tonight...I'm in my car and I'm not drinking so I can run you home if you want.' 'I'd like that,' I smiled. He smiled. As the night went on we talked me, me hanging onto his every word. It felt like we'd known each other for years. He knew so much and was really open minded. Of course I was weak at the knees to be in the company of a well built hunk. I could melt into his arms. In the car we paused near where I lived for a chat. I joked that the next time he sees me at the bus stop in my unitard that I hope he wouldn't be too embarrassed to offer me a lift. He said 'oh it's not that...I wouldn't know where to look if you were sitting next to me in skintight lycra.' 'Really? Hopefully you'd be staring at me...in my lycra.' We looked at ...
    each other. 'It's a shame...you're not wearing lycra now.' 'Oh I have tons of lycra in the flat,' I smiled. 'Leotards and Tights as well. The shimmery type.' 'What...for your course.' 'Oh no. For pleasure.' He moved in and we kissed softly. He pulled out, looked at me seductively, and saw the lust in my eyes, and we threw our arms around each other and kissed passionately for an hour. When I opened the door I asked him what he wanted me to wear for him. 'Anything.' 'Would you...w-would you wear something for me?' I asked sheepishly. 'Sure. Just name it.' I gave him a balled up pair of shimmery control top tights. 'I'd love to see your hard cock encased in these.' 'Oh fuck,' he grinned. I smiled back and pecked him. 'I'll be just a tick.' Moments later I was in the lounge, my eyes open in awe as he was lying back with his hard cock straining against the shiny fabric in the skintight control top panel. I let my gown slide down and revealed that I was wearing a skintight black leotard over shiny black tights and slipped my face encased in a smooth, glimmering stocking. I climbed onto the sofa and lay in his arms as we kissed the night away while he stroked my arse. An hour or so later he was dry buggering my tight fat arse through my leotard, with his tights encased cock, building up quite a sweat togther. Just as he was about to come and the sweat dripped off him, almost out of breath, he yelled 'Fart on my fucking cock! Fucking fart on me!' 'Ooh yeah, I'll try darling, I'll try ...
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