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WEBCAM SHOW PART TWO: SOME SISSYTRAINING free porn video
So my tranny friend Daisy and I had done a webcamshow which proved to be very succesfull regarding the response. So we got another invitation from the studio. We didn't have to think twice, with the joy we had found in our new kink: exhibionism. And the pay was good welcome too, ofcourse.
On arriving that afternoon the producer, a severe woman, clad in black leather skirt and top looked at my skinny body and asked: "Have you ever been in woman's clothing?"
Not really apart from some red frilly undies a girlfriend had left in the house some time ago. I loved the feel they gave me.
She nodded. "I got something for you and she lead me to the wardrobe and ordered me to strip.
From the racks she took all kinds of textiles that she d****d on me: blouses of all kinds of fabrics that all make me feel hot enough to get an erection, which didn't go unnoticed. She stroke my cock passingly, saying that she liked them slim and long. Then she pinched my nipple which had been erected as well.
She waved her hand to a rack with skirts, asking me to pick one.
There was a grey silk one, short with pleads that caught my eye.
She made me step into it, hoisted it up, buttoned it. I loved the feel of the silk against the top of my erect cock. She rubbed it with a smile.
"You need some panties, take your pick," she spoke, opening a drawer filled with panties in neat piles.
Ofcourse I took a red frilly one, steped into it and was close to extacy when I felt my cock against the delicate fabric.
For a top we decided on a white cotton blouse and then made prance around the room.
I looked at myself in the mirrors and hardly recognized myself. An unknown sensation grasped me, I had never been so hot before, but it was glowing heat deep inside of me, not the orgasm driven type. She pointed to a barberschair in front of a table full of little bottles, cans and brushes and told me to sit down. She called a name, and a black sturdy but elegant woman , late thirties, clad in an white long thin shining dress came in. "Charlotte, make this sissy look good."
The woman looked at me and licking her lips she said she would get straight on it.
She brushed my face, rubbed ointments, worked my eyes with pencils hoovering over me close enough to get her lovely smell.
I realized I was in environment where all taboes and any kind of judgement had gone out of the window. This was where only The Law Of Lust ruled, The Freedom Of The Senses. Everyone here had unshackled their moral chains.
From the corner of my eye I noticed a little bulge in Charlottes' dress.
The most memorable moment of my first tranny encounter was the joy of unwrapping that heavenly gif, that perfect forbidden fruit. Stroking that clit still in that giftwrap, feeling my lips and mouth ache with longing and make myself suffer by only smelling and kissing the fabric.
Knowing that Charlotte was caught in an urge I thought it'd be safe enough to acknowledge my appreciationso the back of my hand touched casually the bulge. She didn't budge, instead she moved a few inches closer. I kept on stroking and felt the bulge moving, growing. At that time she was working my hair with a comb but the strokes were obviously losing determination. I looked at her and she looked back, straight into my eyes. All of a sudden we both suffered from breathing problems and all I could do was place my left arm on her shoulders and neck as she bent over and kissed me. First with hesitance, but when she felt licking her lips her tongue found its way to mine. My right hand slipped under the dress over her thighs slowly upward till I reached what appeared pure human tissue. Charlotte didnt deal with underwear.
I tickled a marblesized testicle, fingered the root of her clit nice slow and easy to which her slow wriggling hips responded in time. She stood now close enough to get my mouth in that bulge as she was breathing heavily in my ear. Soon I had stained the smooth fabric with saliva which she noticed with a content look , then she lifted up her dress and presented me with her goldenbrown , throbbing rod. I could do nothing but endulge; carresed it with both hands, licking and kissing the tip, watching it with delight getting shinier and shinier.
Charlotte unzipped her dress and lowered it teasingly in small hitches, reveiling a purple nippled breast. slightly sloping. Then as the other one flopped from underneath the fabric I knew this was all pure, no silicone, just her glorious.
I stroked one, taking the nipple in the pit between my thumb and index finger and felt it hardened. Charlotte bent over inviting me to suck it. Which I did with delight.
We had been so enarmoured with eachother that the outside wolrd was just a haze. Till I heard some sounds in the backrground.
Our actions had not gone unnoticed , so in the meantime the producer had alarmed the cameramen who had sprung into action as soon as my hand had started rubbing Charlotte's bulge. This wasnt just commercial porn, in this studio it was all about representing LUST from the guts. No acting, pouted lips on command, sticking to any format, just expressing pure delights.
So far the cameramen had kept a 2 or 3 yard distance.
I looked at them: one huddled down for our genital action, the other one standing up for headshots I presumed.
This was a bonus for the exhibtionist I am and I rose from the chair still holding Charlottes clit. I was going to give those cameraguys and all the viewers all I had. I was going to share all our delights with them. My entire body was gleaming to that task.
Still stroking her clit I pulled Charlotte close and kissed her vehemently, licking her eyelobs as I heard her moan.
Then I felt a hand underneath my skirt, fingers gr****g through my panties. A finger circling my sissypussy. But it couldn't be Charlotte's, hers were unbuttoning my shirt.
I looked down and looked into Daisy's eyes. With that horny grin on her face, filled with hot delight
"When you're going black, I wanna come with you."
I turned to Charlotte: "Is she welcome?"
Charlotte smacked her lips. "That skanky little whore.... ehm.. I might have some use for her."
Daisy was her exact opposite: sharp face, thin like me,her perky breasts just handful, her lovely carrot shaped clit.
I lead her finger up my sissypussy. An hour earlier I would have said "asshole", but having been sissiefied in the meantime my bodyparts needed some renaming. I lifted her up, making sure she kept her finger going upwards I turned my pussy to a cameraman for a close-up.
It had only been a week that Daisy had massaged my prostate in such a way that I had cum handsfree and she realized now what I was aiming at. She wasn't the only one. Charlotte set herself in the barberchair making sure she had a good view on my cock while gently stroking Daisy's ass and cock.
I looked at her tits, her clit and felt an orgasm coming.
Charlotte looked at me and I knew what she was saying. I stepped closer and sprayed my come over her breasts.
Daisy watched it with sparkling eyes, pulled her finger from my pussy and bent over to Charlote's glistering breasts and licked the flakes from the steaming pores and then kissed Charlotte with a cumswap.
I was just gaining breath in each hand bloodbursting human tissue.
I knew I wanted both to taste till the ultimate explosion.
TBC.
On arriving that afternoon the producer, a severe woman, clad in black leather skirt and top looked at my skinny body and asked: "Have you ever been in woman's clothing?"
Not really apart from some red frilly undies a girlfriend had left in the house some time ago. I loved the feel they gave me.
She nodded. "I got something for you and she lead me to the wardrobe and ordered me to strip.
From the racks she took all kinds of textiles that she d****d on me: blouses of all kinds of fabrics that all make me feel hot enough to get an erection, which didn't go unnoticed. She stroke my cock passingly, saying that she liked them slim and long. Then she pinched my nipple which had been erected as well.
She waved her hand to a rack with skirts, asking me to pick one.
There was a grey silk one, short with pleads that caught my eye.
She made me step into it, hoisted it up, buttoned it. I loved the feel of the silk against the top of my erect cock. She rubbed it with a smile.
"You need some panties, take your pick," she spoke, opening a drawer filled with panties in neat piles.
Ofcourse I took a red frilly one, steped into it and was close to extacy when I felt my cock against the delicate fabric.
For a top we decided on a white cotton blouse and then made prance around the room.
I looked at myself in the mirrors and hardly recognized myself. An unknown sensation grasped me, I had never been so hot before, but it was glowing heat deep inside of me, not the orgasm driven type. She pointed to a barberschair in front of a table full of little bottles, cans and brushes and told me to sit down. She called a name, and a black sturdy but elegant woman , late thirties, clad in an white long thin shining dress came in. "Charlotte, make this sissy look good."
The woman looked at me and licking her lips she said she would get straight on it.
She brushed my face, rubbed ointments, worked my eyes with pencils hoovering over me close enough to get her lovely smell.
I realized I was in environment where all taboes and any kind of judgement had gone out of the window. This was where only The Law Of Lust ruled, The Freedom Of The Senses. Everyone here had unshackled their moral chains.
From the corner of my eye I noticed a little bulge in Charlottes' dress.
The most memorable moment of my first tranny encounter was the joy of unwrapping that heavenly gif, that perfect forbidden fruit. Stroking that clit still in that giftwrap, feeling my lips and mouth ache with longing and make myself suffer by only smelling and kissing the fabric.
Knowing that Charlotte was caught in an urge I thought it'd be safe enough to acknowledge my appreciationso the back of my hand touched casually the bulge. She didn't budge, instead she moved a few inches closer. I kept on stroking and felt the bulge moving, growing. At that time she was working my hair with a comb but the strokes were obviously losing determination. I looked at her and she looked back, straight into my eyes. All of a sudden we both suffered from breathing problems and all I could do was place my left arm on her shoulders and neck as she bent over and kissed me. First with hesitance, but when she felt licking her lips her tongue found its way to mine. My right hand slipped under the dress over her thighs slowly upward till I reached what appeared pure human tissue. Charlotte didnt deal with underwear.
I tickled a marblesized testicle, fingered the root of her clit nice slow and easy to which her slow wriggling hips responded in time. She stood now close enough to get my mouth in that bulge as she was breathing heavily in my ear. Soon I had stained the smooth fabric with saliva which she noticed with a content look , then she lifted up her dress and presented me with her goldenbrown , throbbing rod. I could do nothing but endulge; carresed it with both hands, licking and kissing the tip, watching it with delight getting shinier and shinier.
Charlotte unzipped her dress and lowered it teasingly in small hitches, reveiling a purple nippled breast. slightly sloping. Then as the other one flopped from underneath the fabric I knew this was all pure, no silicone, just her glorious.
I stroked one, taking the nipple in the pit between my thumb and index finger and felt it hardened. Charlotte bent over inviting me to suck it. Which I did with delight.
We had been so enarmoured with eachother that the outside wolrd was just a haze. Till I heard some sounds in the backrground.
Our actions had not gone unnoticed , so in the meantime the producer had alarmed the cameramen who had sprung into action as soon as my hand had started rubbing Charlotte's bulge. This wasnt just commercial porn, in this studio it was all about representing LUST from the guts. No acting, pouted lips on command, sticking to any format, just expressing pure delights.
So far the cameramen had kept a 2 or 3 yard distance.
I looked at them: one huddled down for our genital action, the other one standing up for headshots I presumed.
This was a bonus for the exhibtionist I am and I rose from the chair still holding Charlottes clit. I was going to give those cameraguys and all the viewers all I had. I was going to share all our delights with them. My entire body was gleaming to that task.
Still stroking her clit I pulled Charlotte close and kissed her vehemently, licking her eyelobs as I heard her moan.
Then I felt a hand underneath my skirt, fingers gr****g through my panties. A finger circling my sissypussy. But it couldn't be Charlotte's, hers were unbuttoning my shirt.
I looked down and looked into Daisy's eyes. With that horny grin on her face, filled with hot delight
"When you're going black, I wanna come with you."
I turned to Charlotte: "Is she welcome?"
Charlotte smacked her lips. "That skanky little whore.... ehm.. I might have some use for her."
Daisy was her exact opposite: sharp face, thin like me,her perky breasts just handful, her lovely carrot shaped clit.
I lead her finger up my sissypussy. An hour earlier I would have said "asshole", but having been sissiefied in the meantime my bodyparts needed some renaming. I lifted her up, making sure she kept her finger going upwards I turned my pussy to a cameraman for a close-up.
It had only been a week that Daisy had massaged my prostate in such a way that I had cum handsfree and she realized now what I was aiming at. She wasn't the only one. Charlotte set herself in the barberchair making sure she had a good view on my cock while gently stroking Daisy's ass and cock.
I looked at her tits, her clit and felt an orgasm coming.
Charlotte looked at me and I knew what she was saying. I stepped closer and sprayed my come over her breasts.
Daisy watched it with sparkling eyes, pulled her finger from my pussy and bent over to Charlote's glistering breasts and licked the flakes from the steaming pores and then kissed Charlotte with a cumswap.
I was just gaining breath in each hand bloodbursting human tissue.
I knew I wanted both to taste till the ultimate explosion.
TBC.
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