XXX Sissy Pantie Boy Gets Fucked With A Strap On

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If you are a XXX Sissy Pantie Boy, I’ve got the remedy to satisfy your girlie boy needs. With that being said, there’s something so intoxicating about catching a man in the act. Not some staged fantasy. Not a rehearsed scene. No — I’m talking about that raw, trembling moment when a sissy pantie boy is caught between shame and desire. (Wicked LiL Laugh) When his body betrays him and he doesn’t want to be a man, he wants to be a girlie girl in panties. Nonetheless, even more exciting is when his cock is hard in my panties, and his fingers are buried in my laundry, and his eyes — wide, guilty, hungry — meet mine. BUSTED – That’s when I know…He’s mine.

It was the weekend after the Memorial Day Bash. I thought everyone was gone til I heard a sound come from the laundry room. Shocked by the sight – I couldn’t believe my eyes. It was the neighbor boy, Eric. He is a shy, awkward twenty-two-year-old – you know the guy I’m talking about. Subsequently, there he was on his knees, with my pink lace panties pressed to his face, inhaling my scent like oxygen. And worse — or better — he was wearing a pair of cum filled panties from the previous night. My black cum filled panties were stretched tight over his cock and balls.

This was it, I found my new XXX Sissy Pantie Boy.

“What’s going on in here?” I purred low, my voice calm. I didn’t give him a chance to explain or escape. **Click.** My phone caught it. A souvenir? A weapon of XXX Sissy Pantie Boy Blackmail? “Do I smell good?” I said, stepping closer, my bare feet silent on the tile. Hence, he couldn’t speak. Just nodded, eyes down, face burning.

“Answer me. “Y-yes, ma’am…”“Ma’am?” I laughed. “Oh, you’re going to love that word, aren’t you?” And then I saw it — the other pair in his hand. Red lace. My favorite panties. Still warm. Still mine. “Is this what you like, XXX Sissy Pantie Boy?” I taunted, waving them in his face. “These sweet little panties? My crotch? My scent?” He nodded again, faster now. Desperate.

The Sissy Pantie Boy wanted a taste of me!

With this in mind, Tick Tock, his time was running out as I shoved my panties in his mouth. But his cock jumped like a good XXX Sissy Pantie Boy. Pathetic. Perfect. “You thought you could sneak around?” I whispered, circling him like prey. “Sniff my panties like a dog? Jerk off in my lace?” He stayed silent. Good XXX Sissy Pantie Boy. “I think you need training.” His breath hitched. “From now on, you don’t touch yourself unless I say. You don’t breathe unless I say. And you certainly don’t wear my panties…unless I put them on you.”

Hence, like a good XXX Sissy Pantie Boy, he shivered. And I smiled. I slowly lifted my little sundress to expose my strapon between my thighs. Ready and waiting, he was still on his knees, trembling, still in the pink panties. “You thought this was over?” I said, running my long nails through his soft hair. “No, baby, we are starting your XXX Sissy Pantie Boy,” I whispered.

“Please…” he whimpered. “Please fuck me!”

He didn’t answer. But his ass clenched. He knew. Consequently, I had him right where I wanted him. “Face down. Ass up.” No hesitation. He dropped to the floor, pulled the pink lace down just enough, spread himself wide as he was born for this. The strapon pressed against his hole — dry. He gasped. “No lube,” I said. “You don’t deserve it. Nor do you need it. You need pain and the truth.” And then — in. One deep thrust. He screamed. Then moaned. Then begged. “Deeper! Please, ma’am, deeper! ”I laughed.“Now you’re learning.”

Nonetheless, you’re a XXX Sissy Pantie Boy,” I growled in his ear, “you’re a sissy. My sissy. My XXX Sissy Pantie Boy. And you’ll wear my lace until your skin bleeds for it.” He cried. And he came — without touching himself, just from my strapon splitting him open, from my voice owning him, from the sheer weight of his submission. Soon I wanted him to renounce himself to me. Tears in his eyes. “Say it.” “I… I want to be your Sissy Pantie Boy, ma’am.” “Forever?” “Forever.” I kissed his forehead. “Good. Because you’re mine!”

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