François by dressing me as a girl and speaking to me in a feminine way caused a conflict in my brain. After that afternoon where he deflowered and impregnated me, I understood why my stomach was on fire and the desire to be penetrated. Our relationship lasted 3 years during the summer months. I took advantage of these months when I didn't see him to discover cross-dressing and how to hide the package that I had between my legs and which was bothering me. The more I looked at the redoute catalogs, the more I wanted to look like these female models.In the absence of my mother and my sister, I borrowed their already worn underwear, my mother's dresses and skirts and I spent hours, dressed as a girl. I had a hard-on when I was like that and it bothered me. I got into the habit of rolling up my balls and bending my stiff cock between my thighs. It was painful for a while. I sat astride the edge of the bathtub to squeeze her between my legs and with one of my mother's panties, hold her well back. The fire in my belly was then intense. I rubbed myself on the edge while caressing my nipples. With each movement I felt my glans rubbing on my little hole and I wanted to be penetrated. I have often enjoyed like that. I had to clean the panties and dry them with a hair dryer. I began to push various larger and larger objects into my anus. The more I dilated it, the more I was in heaven. I then noticed that I wasn't hard at those times and that made me happy.It was during this period that I had my meeting with another man and I will tell you about it.One Saturday afternoon I took some underwear and a skirt from my mother to go get dressed in an old abandoned house on the edge of the woods where I found a way to get in.Once inside I quickly dressed. I was still in an intense state of excitement. There was a bed with 6cm balls at the 4 corners. My pleasure was to sit on it and penetrate myself with it. I made my pussy very wet before and it was a pleasure to feel this ball forcing my ring. It was in this position that I was surprised by a man who had entered without noise. My heart jumped, I was scared of my life. I was impaled on the foot of the bed, in a bra with my panties around my ankles and in front of me, a guy around fifty years old, in hunting gear, who was looking at me.I no longer dared to move. My tail was hanging miserably. I was shaking and sweating with fear. The guy without a word approached me, lifted my chin. A dog that I hadn't noticed yet came and sniffed my cock. He pushed him away and said, "I figured there was someone coming here." I did not expect that. An extra cup.” His hand still under my chin his thumb caressed my lips. He ran his other hand through my hair. I was still sitting with my bed ball in my depths and it was starting ...

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