1. Polly and JT (Unitards)


    Date: 3/4/2017, Categories: Anal, Fetish, Gay Male, Author: leotardlust, Rating: , Source: xHamster

    (This is for the most part a true story) A naked strapping bald mature man,six foot four inches in a hotel room looked towards the camera and asked if it was recording. 'It sure is, you hunk,' I replied. He held the shiny red unitard in his hands and looked at it. 'I hope I can get my fat arse in this,' he said. He sat on the edge of the bed and carefully pulled the unitard over his legs, tightly over his thighs and stood up to hoist the skintight lycra over his arse. He had some trouble at first getting it over his chest and with the straps over his shoulders but with determination the elastic twanged as he got the unitard over his shoulders. His arse glimmered in the light and immediately looked curvy, snug and so fuckable. He looked at himself in the mirror and smoothed his hands over his thighs and arse. 'How do I look?' 'Delicious,' I replied. 'Are you gonna give us a kiss?'he said. 'Don't forget your stocking mask, dear.' John T pulled the red shiny stocking mask tightly over his face. I then walked in front of the camera in my blue unitard and boots, smiled delicately at him, gently placed my hands on his arse and gazed up at him. 'I did it, John, I left my boyfriend but I do miss doing this behind his back.' 'What did you tell him?' 'I told him that I'm leaving him for an older man, who not only is obsessed about lycra as much as me, but also loves it when I sit on his face in my smelly lycra shorts.' 'Oh you didn't.' 'I did,' I smiled. I moved my hands to his ...
    shoulders and linked them around his thick neck. We then kissed passionately. So passionately. He cupped his hands over my arse, squeezed, patted and smoothed his big hands over the glossy sheen of my bum. I could feel his enormous, thick bulbous hard knob pressing against my crotch. 'I've never felt like this before,' he panted. 'You mean that?' 'You know I do!' Our kissing was more frantic now, our arms and hands all over each others lycra encased body. 'Say how you want to sit on me again, say it,' he practically begged. 'I do want to sit on you, I do! I want to grind on your mouth and nose!' We moved to the bed and he sat down, while I perched myself on his lap, as we kissed and talked dirty. 'I want you to leave your wife for me,' I smiled, my eyes flashing. 'Yeah?' 'Ooh yeah. And I want to be there when you tell her, at your side. I've bought this dead sexy tight lycra gold skirt. It goes ever so well with my black tights!' 'It'll break her heart.' 'I know...' I smiled and then we kissed more passionately our encased mouths locked in lust. 'You'll tell her then?' 'Anything for you, Polly.' 'And there's one more thing.' 'Go on.' I stood up, composed myself, smoothed my hands over my thighs and walked over to the dressing table so my arse was facing him. This was delicate. 'It's something I've always wanted,' I say sheepishly. 'You can tell me.' 'It would mean the world to me.' 'You mean the world to me.' 'Well...' I began. 'I want you to wear this blue unitard of mine when we ...
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