I love Kinky Sex Stories and Little Sally Sissy is a 40-year-old teacher who spends his weekends dressing up and begging strangers for sex online.

 No wonder he’s divorced, he stinks of desperation and shame and Kinky Sex Stories. He’s been messaging me to get me to meet him and now he’s sending me a ton of pics showing me in all his different outfits. 

I got fed up with it and told him he could meet me only once and he was only getting a half-hour of my time. He also had to wear his prettiest sissy outfit and not ask for sex at all because he should be grateful for whatever I gave him. All I wanted was more Kinky Sex Stories to add to my list.

Sally showed up at the motel in a frilly pink dress with white knee socks and little black shoes. He had on a blonde wig and makeup that screamed amateur or blind guy.  I saw he practically ran from his car to the room and I wished there had been someone in the parking lot to see him because he was the silliest sissy I’ve ever seen.

 He stared at the ground as I shut the door behind him and he said in his girly voice “Thank you for letting me meet you.”

I grabbed the hem of her dress, pulling it up to her waist. Then I saw that she was wearing a tiny pair of white panties that were bulging with dick. “Aw, don’t you look cute!” I said and made her do a twirl.

 I asked if her ex-wife had known about Sally and her fetish. She shook her head and looked embarrassed so I told her that I was fine with it then told her to take my clothes off.

Standing there I let her undress me, giving her instructions like to fold them neatly and to feel how soft my bra and panties were. She looked at them, running her fingers over them as I told her how pretty she’d look in them.

 When I was naked I had her lie on the bed and she looked like the world’s scariest life-sized doll.

I put my hand on her dress where her dick was. Then I rubbed it through it as I asked her if she wished she had a pussy. She nodded and I told her at least she could have mine then climbed on her face.

 Her breath was warm as I sat down, smothering her with my pussy. I held onto the headboard and started grinding down on her, rubbing my pussy on her mouth. “Go on, eat your treat,” I told her and felt her tongue slid over my lips. Feeling a thin wetness cover me she then slipped inside.

She lapped along my walls with soft touches that made my nipples hard and my pussy throb. Going faster, she eagerly lapped at me as I got wetter and my juices covered her tongue.

Her tongue dove into me, really going at me as my clit ached and I moaned, enjoying it.

 I looked behind me so I could see her dress covered body and told her to suck on my clit. She did, gently tugging it into her mouth in between rubbing it with her tongue. Rocking on her, desperate for more and I felt myself getting close. I put a hand over my pussy, pressing down and adding pressure until I lost it.

When I came, I gushed all over her face while she worked my clit. Then I was done so I slid off her and told her she’d done a good job but now it was time to leave. I’d given her a half hour and it had been fun.

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