The one thing I have never been, is myself. I have lived as a man most of my life, when I am actually a woman trapped in a mans body. I call myself ‘ Alyson Janelle’. As a young gurl, I remember climbing out of the window of the house we lived in. I wore a bras and panties under a silk top and soft little skirt. It was always late at night, and it did not matter if it was hot and windy or warm and rainy. I just loved the feeling of being myself as I walked up and down the neighbourhood streets and alleys. The wind would blow my little skirt up over my hips or the rain would make my blouse sti… 続きを読む

I was bored and lonely, also had a little too much 420, and extremely horny. After pouring another glass of wine, I fished out my toys from their secret place and curled up on the bed. I must say I looked very inviting in my black negligee with my red bra, panties, and gartered stockings on. I slipped off the panties and started to massage my little man pussy. Oh how good it felt and how wet it was already. If only I had a man with a hard dick right now. I spread my legs and began rubbing my big black dildo over that wet opening, my hips started humping the big toy anticipating its penetration… 続きを読む