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As soon as I saw this old picture I felt the juices start to flow. I was at the half way point of my pregnancy. The changes in my body were amazing and I was horny all the time. My tits were growing and filling with milk. Ever now and then little droplets of clear liquid could be seen on my nipples. I could feel movement inside my belly and sometimes see it. My pussy was swollen and sensitive. And fucking made me cum harder then I ever have in my life, especially if my tender tits were being sucked as that cock was buried deep inside me. I remember how badly I wanted a girl. I didn’t even try to think of boy names or buy boy clothes I was so certain that I was having a girl. I loved laying on my bed with a mirror between my legs and watching myself masturbate, making the cum flow around my fingers in gushes that seemed to never end. I would imagine what it would look like to watch the birth and had already told the doctors that I wanted a mirror positioned so I could see it all. Everything about being pregnant fascinated me, excited me and turned me on like nothing ever had. And now, looking at this picture it all came back and I couldn’t help fucking myself to the memories and the overwhelming feelings!
Not many people understand the life of a Sissy.How hard it is for them every day to live in a world that they don’t feel comfortable in. Having to talk like a man, dress like a man, act like a man. When inside all they want to do is look and feel pretty. To be able to dress in beautiful clothes and speak in their sweet tender voices. To be able to wear pretty jewelry and put on makeup. To be able to wear heels and do their nails. To be able to prance and twirl and curtsy. To be just like the beautiful women that are all around them like the delicate flower longing to bloom and show their beauty on a bright spring day. Longing to emerge from their cocoons and spread their wings to fly like the brilliantly colored butterflies that they are. My heart aches for each and every one of them that has to pretend day in and day out and be careful who they show their true selves to. Cum to mommy where it is safe, my sweet, I understand.