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Velvet and tights

by Anon2016


I admittedly had a fetish about tights- not the shiny kind, which didn't appeal to me at all, but the more opaque nylon kind. At first I used to look at women and I still liked the feminine look, but I got no sexual thrill from looking at them. I was still trying to deny I was gay and wouldn't even think about looking at a man. I was wandering home drunk one day when I was fighting the urge about being gay. At first I thought she was a woman . I was walking home and she looked at me and smiled and I smiled back. She had lots of makeup on and long, dark red curly hair and big alluring eyes with heavy mascara. "Hi there" "she" said. "Hi" I said back. She had her mouth have open and licked her lips which were covered with a heavy, glossy lipstick. We chatted about nothing in particular and as we walked along I suggested we get some coffee.

she had a long trench coat on I couldn't tell what she was wearing underneath- just a hint of black boots that looked like they were knee high and of stretchy fabric. She had black gloves on which I noticed were a deep sensous velvet.

On the way we passed by my apartment. I said "i live right there" pointing to the window. "Oh she said, "I have always wanted to see what those apartments are like inside, I've been thinking of moving" I didn't need another hint. "It's kind of a mess right now but I can show you mine". We came into my apartment. "How about instead of coffee, I pour us a glass of wine" "that sound delicious" she said as she took off her coat. I nearly dropped the bottle when I saw what she was wearing: stretch short black boy shorts, black hose and knee high boots. She had a stretchy bodice which hugged her curvy, feminine hips. Her velvet gloves went all the way up to her elbows.

I had a full boner as I open the wine and poured out too glasses. She had a really nice ass, and the tight, stretchy shorts hugged her cheeks. Wow I thought to myself- I must not be gay because I have never wanted to dive into an ass like I wanted to dive into hers.

She sat on the couch with her legs crossed and I handed her the glass of wine. She took it with both hands and brought it to her lips and took a sensous sip. I sat next to her and clinked glasses. "Cheers" I said and we both took another sip. She set her glass down and i did mine. Those are lovely gloves i said and she put them forward. I stroked them with my hands. "Velvet" "I love how velvet feels against my skin" She said. "I wear it whenever I can and wherever I can". I involuntarily looked down at her waist and she looked down as well with a dirty smile. Our hand were still touching and our heads were slowly closer together. We said nothing but slowly inched closer as our lips met in a long kiss. We sat making out for five minutes she stroked me with her velvet covered hands, and I kissed her and ran my hands through her hair. She let me touch her ass, i could feel her panties underneath the stretchy nylon shorts. I put my hand between the stretchy waistband an felt her panties. They were a soft inviting velvet. I tried to move my hands in front but she pushed them away. She slinked off the couch and I stood up. she unzipped my pants and they dropped to the floor. I had stretch boxer briefs on and she pulled them down and grabbed my cock with her hands. The soft velvet felt so good against on my cock as she guided it to her mouth and began to suck. I was enjoying myself but I really wanted to get in her pants. That ass and those velvet panties were turning me on. I sat on the couch and pulled her up, again making out and again I tried to move my hands 'there' she pushed them away. "what's wrong" i said. "I can't down there right now" she whispered. I guessed she was having her period so i got back to making out hand feeling her ass I turned around and started to sub my cock up against her ass- sticking my cock inbetween her butt crevice and pumping while kissing the back of her neck and running my hands up and down her chest. I forgot what she said and she was too wrapped up in pleasure and we both realized I had run my hand over her front between her legs. Both and I her were shocked when she realized it and she shied away, covering her front with her hands. But before I did,I felt what was clearly a cock. She was a tranny. I moved closer again and we started to kiss again, i again turned her around and started running my cock into her ass which was still covered in those strethy shorts. I grabbed her waist with both my hands and slowly i guided myself under her and she spread her legs over my face as I buried my face in her ass. I could feel the velvet under the shorts and got more and more turned on. Her velvet covered hands were over my cock guiding it into her mouth. I worked up again into a doggie style position and laid my cock into shorts again, then under neath them and moved the panties so i could get at her love hole. I lubed up a condom and put it on and started to fuck her and she started to rock in pleasure. From behind she had a feminine ass and curves I guided my hand under her waist and felt her fully erect cock and with my one hand began to jack her as we fucked. I then slid off her shorts and turned her around, she had a curvy waist and i could see her big, fully erect cock through her velvet panties. We started to kiss again and jack each other - her with her velvet gloved and and me jacking her cock through her panties.

We finally shot off and laid back exhausted.


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