Omg im in love with my new purchase. Should have went a size down in the skirt but u live and learn

Your Letters

Your letters
Come
To me
On leaves
Dead leaves
As they are
Called in France
I know
We have not
Full lived
Our delicate and short
Romance...

I still remember
All
As now.
Alone
Walking
Through that park.
Your Letters
On these Leaves
I know..
I feel
I wish all to restart
I touch
Them
Looking for your texts
And hide forever
In my Heart.
I Walk alone
Autumn
Nests
Get
Just abandoned
With the Time.
Time stopped
For me
I wish
I could,
I wish I get
Your invitation's hidden line
But I do know
Ohh my Dear,
My Lovely Darling
That's no chance
They let us meet
In autumn Park
For wedding Dance...
There is no chance
But I'm still coming
Ahh, Bon Chance..?

What a day in Chesterfield... (Story)
Jamie got in touch with an offer I could not turn down..
He said he lived in Chesterfield which was not exactly next door but in this case I didn't care.
He said he was 25 and worked from home 3 days a week, his partner was at work 9 till 5 every day.. He said that he was not interested in anything himself but was happy to help with my training if I was interested, he said he would put on some Holdups and was already smooth as was his partner... He said unfortunately I can't stop work but he can move the desk and put some pillows down for me, he said you can just help yourself for as long as you want, he said he often has to do multiple sittings, he said you can suck all day if you wanted, although he said 3pm may be a safe time to finish, he said once I had had enough I could just show myself out as he would still be working...
How could I say no to that offer, I new I dropped my Wife off at work at 9 so could be at Jamie's at 10ish giving me upto 5 hours training...How perfect is that..
I grabbed some snacks and a pack up and off I went to Chesterfield..
I got there a little after 10 which was annoying as the traffic was worse than usual.
He let me in and we briefly chatted again before he had to go back to work..
We had chatted extensively before hand anyway.
I noticed he was wearing a dressing gown so I was guessing he was ready...
He lead me into his study, a small spare room, where I noticed he had pulled his desk away from the wall, into the centre of the room, I could also see a selection of Pillows lining the floor under the desk.
He was already sat down and was adjusting his dressing gown, I could only see a plain black t-shirt under his gown from this position..
He said, Help yourself and continue when you like, he pointed out the kitchen and living room and Bathroom so I could take a break at any point..
I put my bag down and got down onto the floor under the desk, luckily a good sized desk, there were even led lamps on the floor either side of the desk creating loads of light under the desk, I got down under the desk for my first look...
OMG... There was a 6" soft very smooth full head showing co ck, hanging there, he was spread nice and wide with his Black Holdups on as he said he would, he had sat right on the edge of his chair.. I could not wait any longer.
I got as close as I could and leaned and slid his **** head straight into my mouth, wetting his head with my tongue, I leant even further and sucked his full shaft into my mouth then slowly wetting it all fully untill I could slide my head up and down his shaft fully...
After a very short time he slowly grew bigger and hard, I'm glad he was sat upright to there was minimal tension on his shaft, a smooth fresh looking shaft now about 7", I was in heaven, I sucked merrily on his shaft and every now and then switching to sucking on his co ck head alone, sometimes fast short sucks and other times full length sucks, also switching from tight grip to very gentle sensual sucking, I just had enough room to use my hand for a short but swift **** to give my mouth a brief rest....
I can't tell you how pleasurable this was, I could here him typing away at his work and here I am Servicing his co ck for as long as I liked... It was everything I could have wanted ..
He could last too, it took me about 35 minutes before I noticed a few twitches, he shifted slightly, I sucked just the head of his co ck, waiting for my first reward, for the first time his keyboard went quiet and I heard a faint yes yes, then suddenly a huge jet of juice shot out to the back of my throat, I had to swallow mid flow as a second huge load was filling my mouth faster then I could swallow, luckily the third load was much smaller allowing me to mop up every last drop...
Wow how amazing I thought, a huge meal and all this Training for free..all day..
I crawled out from under the table and glanced up at him, he gave me a smile and nod of approval then was back on his keyboard.....
Look out for What a day in Chesterfield Part 2...
____________________
If you are local to Derby and can help with my Practice and Training like above then please get in touch.
I don't expect anything else in return as you are already letting me use your co ck.
All I ask is that you are Smooth Shaven with full head showing and are willing to wear Holdups Tights or Stockings. ( Which I could supply)
Oh and if you don't mind will you let me Swallow please... It's part of the training.
If you married or with someone I will keep it all quiet and as stated no Mess or Waste and of course No Evidence....

Test

My Soul trapped
Between the wall
And prohibition sign
Is wondering
Where to go...
To that in tunnel
Light???

What if it is
Just a light of lamp
Or car
Or lit for pray...?
What if
it is just in my mind
That I should not obey...

My body trapped
By estrogen
With tiny frenchy breasts
That are so sensitive
To touch
Despite I am still dressed

My legs a trapped
In heels and tights
The only way to move
Into the tunnel
With no lights
To live
To stay in mood.

Don't touch me
I am not a Doll -
Fist Aiders
Freindly toy
My heart
Is cold
It bits with joy
With Joy of getting old
Make up
Or lipstic
Just old shoes
Old bag
And no return

I am still trapped
I am confused
By time
That passed
That's gone

Gone so unstoppable
So wrong
But who could
Change its course?
If I was young
Again
I'd choose
My estrogen
To fall?
To stay as cold
As I could be
Not waisting
Tears
Hearts...
My tiny breasts
Nobody'd seen
Why that become a must?
Why I was hiding
From my Love
Why feared
To crash
..?
No trusting
Hiding hands in gloves
And lips from kisses taste.
Why I am different
From girls
Who felt
Being pregnant fast
They never wanted
Have a kid
I dreamt
And I was last..

Last in the order
Waiting list?
High estrogen
Served first...
My heart is broken
That Love
True Love
Nobody
Was...
Was ever interested
Meet
Misled by estrogen.
My heart was never
Cold indeed..

You've failed test
My test...

One off my biggest fantasy is to find a cd who lives locally to me winchester and Southampton area to become good friends go out for a drink crossdress together sometimes and chat to.

Oh dear, how sad, never mind - it's back, screaming into the void... Another fat wad of messages, lovely to come home to after a nice evening at the pub with friends... Some of us have real ones. And boyfriends, too...
I'm sure you can guess who.

And what a nice person it seems to be:

"befroe you accuse me of anything else this isnt a rant
6 hours ago
this is a warning
6 hours ago
back off love or you will go to court for slander
6 hours ago
BACK OFF NOW you crazy crazy toxic creepy old man
6 hours ago
god luck with the peoples lives you ruin but it wont happen with me sunshinee
god luck with the peoples lives you ruin but it wont happen with me sunshinee
6 hours ago
**** off and back off you clown
6 hours ago
heres a warning love
6 hours ago
if i see one more post about me thse will be trouble do you understand cos i will keep reproting you toxic posts
6 hours ago
BACK OFF YOU CREEPy VIL PERSON
6 hours ago
stop assuming you know me you stupid supid clown
6 hours ago
back off of face going to court
6 hours ago
leave me alone and back of you crazy person

Hmm, pot calling the polished stainless kettle black? Projection? Deranged ravings?

I hope you all had a great day sorry i haven't upploaded new pics but it is kind of hard when i live with other people who don't understand that just because i crossdress doesn't mean im gay or a sissy or whatever stereotype comes with crossdressing but it literally is just a hobby for me like building models or playing video games

Took delivery of two new sexy outfits. Here are a few, this will look so hot when I can wear my twins.
Really good quality with metal fasteners. Only £6.95. Bargin.

Live on teams

And the 80s live on

Await

I went to
Park
To meet my Dream,
To feel
The early Sun

To be alone
Between leaves
The book of Deads alive

I sat
I felt a touch of Love
And calmness of your
Lips
Your carress
Tears
And wet scarf
Your passion in the trees

I know
We will never meet...
My eyes still look for you
I wait so silently...
my Heart still
Feels
our Love as few

Is there any CD girlys that live eastmidlands or near on here? message me plz Xxx

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Evening all - so many wonderful things have been delivered today - I’m so excited - here is a little taste of what’s to come

***** C has got a HUGE sissy delivery!!!!

What shall She do first?

Shaving still to be done, and awaiting delivery of some really lovely clothes and shoes - expect more at the weekend

A quick update to let you know that the chat rooms are now live! You can access them from the main menu, have fun!

The morning began with a question that, on the face of it, was utterly trivial.

I stood in my bedroom, a sixty five year old widower who had long ago discovered that life could become surprisingly interesting when you stopped worrying quite so much about what other people thought. Across the bed lay two nightgowns.

One was pink, soft and playful. The other was black satin elegant, glossy and just a little dramatic. Beside them were the headscarves that completed each outfit.

eBay had informed me that the postman was due that morning with my latest purchase.

Normally, that wouldn't have required a second thought. I would have thrown on whatever clothes were nearest, opened the door, collected the post and carried on with my day.

But I am a crossdresser, and over the years I had learned that choosing what to wear could sometimes be part of the pleasure itself. Since becoming widowed, those little private rituals had become even more important to me. There was nobody to impress and nobody to answer to. My clothes were simply one of the ways I expressed myself.

That morning, however, I couldn't decide.

So I asked Grok a rather more important question than it probably deserved.

Should I wear the black satin nightgown and headscarf to greet the postman, or should I wear the pink?

The answer came back quickly.

Black.

Grok's reasoning was surprisingly convincing. Black satin, it suggested, looked intentional and put together. Pink was softer and perhaps a little more playful, whereas the black gave the impression that I had actually chosen my outfit rather than simply wandered downstairs half asleep.

The satin would catch the morning light, while the headscarf would bring everything together.

I stared at the black nightgown.

"Well," I said aloud, "apparently we're going for elegant this morning."

I slipped it on.

The satin settled against me with that familiar coolness I loved, and I carefully tied the headscarf around my hair. Then I stood in front of the mirror.

Grok had a point.

There was something wonderfully satisfying about the combination. I didn't look as though I had spent hours getting ready, but neither did I look as though I had forgotten that the outside world existed.

I smiled at my reflection.

"Sixty five," I murmured. "Widowed, retired from worrying about everybody else's opinions, and apparently dressed in black satin to answer the front door."

I laughed to myself.

Then I went downstairs and prepared a pot of tea.

There was something faintly ridiculous about the situation. Here I was, dressed in a glossy black satin nightgown and headscarf, standing in my kitchen listening for the sound of a postal van.

Eventually, I heard it.

The familiar rumble outside was followed by footsteps approaching the front door.

For one brief moment, I wondered whether I'd made the wrong decision.

Perhaps pink would have been less conspicuous.

Perhaps black satin was a little too theatrical for an encounter that would probably last fifteen seconds.

Then came the knock.

I took a breath.

"Normal morning energy," I reminded myself.

I opened the door.

"Morning," the postman said.

"Morning."

He handed me the letters.

"Thanks."

"No problem. Have a good day."

"You too."

And that was it.

The door closed.

I stood there for a moment, looking down at the envelopes in my hand.

The great sartorial crisis was over.

Nobody had fainted. Nobody had called the fashion police. The earth had continued turning.

I burst out laughing.

All that deliberation over black versus pink, and the entire encounter had lasted barely half a minute.

But perhaps that was precisely the point.

At sixty five, after losing my wife and finding myself living a life that was quieter and more private than the one I had once imagined, I had come to appreciate the little decisions.

Sometimes they mattered precisely because they were mine to make.

There was no great occasion. No audience. No requirement that I dress one way rather than another. I wasn't trying to make a statement to anyone.

I simply wanted to wear the black satin.

So I did.

I carried my tea into the sitting room, still smiling.

My late wife had always known that there was a slightly eccentric streak in me. She had seen sides of me that I had once been afraid to show the rest of the world. Since her death, learning to live honestly with myself had become one of the unexpected journeys of widowhood.

Being a crossdresser wasn't something I needed to apologise for.

It was simply part of me.

And on that quiet morning, standing in my sitting room with my tea, my letters and the soft rustle of satin whenever I moved, I felt strangely content.

"Grok," I thought, smiling to myself, "you were right."

The black had been the stronger choice.

And, for once, I was quite happy to take the advice of an artificial intelligence on matters of morning fashion.

This girl is my new bestie and without her strength i wouldnt have moved as fast as i have on being my true self,

I met her in the bar after pride,

Known her 10 days and already we do girly things together and we are literally the closest bestest friends both of us have ever had!!

We cannot wait to go clubbing on saturday, we are going to have the time of our lives!!

A few months ago before i was shunned for coming out as me then my life fell apart,

Mum lied to have me areested, changed the locks, rdhomed my pet, kept my belongings, i had no food and no money and i was living in my car,

Then the pikeys stole all my tools,

I literally had a few bags of clothes and my girly bits,

Just over 8 weeks later im back at work after a year out to be her carer, im no longer a drug addict, ive nearly 2k saved to find me a new home in brighton and im living my best life,

Before this happened someone here wrote...

"They hit puberty twice in their life and 2nd time was way better"

I can now fully understand that and totally whole heartedly agree,

It feels amazing!

My inner girl,she never could be confined to a box of anyone’s creation nor one of my own.Maybe she kept me alive

My, what a nice person PantyPrincess2 is, taken exception to me not being a 400 pound lardball MAGA moron posting tired transphobic fetishist memes and other people's pics...

"You're a fucking democrat, evil, go jump off a fucking cliff u ****
Completely miserable piece of shit
Nobody would EVER HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH U MORON "
Not exactly eloquent, is he?

Oh dear, how sad, never mind - I'll live my rather enjoyable, allegedly "authentic", life, and pick and choose from the Real People that want to date me (one has persuaded me for Thursday, he's perhaps a bit young, 20 years younger, but not bad looking and very keen!)... While PeePee2 rants at the keyboard and makes a mess in his nappy

After my live chat with Lisa and Danielle, here's the naughty dresses I showed them

Might try and do a live chat tonight, if it works I'll be talking about anything to do with cross dressing xx

Evening all, been a nice chilled day, just house hold chores and some messing around, feeling playful hows your day been?? busy day at the office tomorrow hoping for delivery date for the car

Happy Pride, Everyone !!!

Well...what a lovely, surreal day! Rhiann's first Pride! As a straight guy, I usually don't 'celebrate' Pride as such myself...though I'm not particularly against it either. Live & let live, right?

However, I decided that Rhiann deserved to attend a Pride and set out...in my home town no less...where everybody knows me...as Rhiann 🫣

The response was amazing! I was told I had great legs and awesome hair many times (tbh...the red wig got more compliment than I did, actually!) and felt really loved!

I even walked into my regular drinking spot - VERY surreal - but everybody just accepted Rhiann, told me I looked awesome and poured my drinks like nothing was different! Great People

I also got to meet the lovely Sometimes_Amelia and she met my friends, my lovely fiancée and had a great time.

Thank You Barnsley Pride. See you next year xx
#pride #crossdresser #feminine #crossdressing #outonthetown

Im not gonna lie but finally being able to start to live my life and the true me feels amazing,

Im still telling people who i am and what i do,

I must have told about 20 people so far and only been judged once!

That person soon got kicked to the side never to hear from me again,

I feel amazing in my sexy underwear everyday and i smell sexy wearing my phermone perfume,

Im very much liking being my true self,

This photo was me 2 nights ago,

I felt incredible

When i want to 'go live' it just keeps on loading, oh well, was going to see who wanted a chat about all things cross dressing, and being femme

Peter who used the name Michelle got in touch and it was clear that he was a total novice to CDing and really wanted help, as per usual he sent the obligatory co ck shot and I was to the point and honest.
I said that if he wanted me near that... He would have to be shaven and I left it at that.
We had already agreed he was close enough as he lived near Dronfield on the A6 from Derby.
He needed help with Dressing, Photos, And general presentation which included the Shaving bit.
We arranged a day when his wife was at work and I arrived at around 10am..
We had a long chat about everything CD related and more... After which I said shall we start. I said did you want to change. He replied yes, and asked if I were changing too... I said I don't usually but I can if it helps.. He said it would.. off we went and changed, I grabbed my Basque, Holdups Thong and Heals if I use them, all black. Peter wore Standard Tights and a fairly large Blouse. I said let's see if we can make them look a little better. He had thaught the blouse would actually look like a long dress, unfortunately it was not long enough. I asked him if he minded me just adjusting things for him. He said no cause you can.
I got down onto my knees and I undid the bottom few buttons and tied his blouse at the waist which looked much nicer.
At this point I noticed he had not worn knickers and I could see he was now smooth shaven as his co ck was on full display through the sheer tights, even his co ck head was fully seen too, OMG I thaught... I was supposed to be here to help..
I asked him, are these your wife's Tights, he said yes but she won't miss one pair... Oh good I said and grabbed a small pair of scissors out of my bag and then carefully cut a small hole just about at the base of his co ck,
I then reached down and gently pulled his co ck and Sacks through this now quite tight hole..
Now his co ck and Sacks were on full show, he was now about 5 to 6 inches long and semi hard because of my playing, I was very unprofessional and slipped the head of his co ck straight into my mouth, wetting it fully then gently sliding my head up and down his shaft, he was now around 7" and solid.. I could tell he was not expecting this and he clearly did not know what to say or do, just standing there and me sucking his co ck... I gently pushed him back onto the sofa, keeping his legs spread and only very briefly letting his co ck go...then I was straight back on it, I held his legs wide and sucked his shaft hands free, up and down, making sure I was tight behind his co ck head, doing 2" short fast movements..
After onle several minutes I noticed the odd twitch through my mouth then the little moans of joy started, another minute and the throbbing was getting more regular and the moaning louder, suddenly he said loudly I'm cumming... I quickly cupped the head of his co ck with my lips as I felt his co ck jerk several times as he pumped his juice straight into my mouth... I wasted no time swallowing it all down, getting every last beautiful drop... Wow that was great I said to myself....
He looked at me as if to say WTF... But all that came out his mouth was Thank you...
I said I'm so sorry that was very bad of me taking advantage of you when you only wanted help .... He said oh my god don't worry about that at all....
I was very lucky indeed as he let me stay for seconds.... WTF how lucky was I this time....

If your local to Derby and can help me with my appetite and are smooth shaven and prepared to wear Tights Stockings or Holdups then please message me... A regular Feed would be even better xx

I am looking for a mature, dominant man, or a sister CD activates better some business owner, for a stable relationship in which I want to get me, a transsexual person still a beginner, continue to live and work as a man, but I want to be your future sissy woman, television, CD and very feminine woman 24/7, and all that with all the associated consequences. Maybe you have the inclination to mold and feminize someone for you according to your desires and ideas to make her your very feminine transsexual woman and slut in bed

Well, everyone in my local area knows i crossdress,.
"The dogs are barking" so to speak,

Lifes been tough on me for 42 years, now just want to be me, and to be able to express myself however i like

Im gonna rebuild my life again moving away from godstone and come back to the east or west sussex coast,

This now gonna be a bumpy ride as i live out of my car to be able to do so,

I'll build myself back stronger than b4 in a place i'll fit in and where im not judged for just wanting to be me

This is brighton peir and the i360,

This journey im now on exciting but i am nervous but i'll keep telling myself that im strong and ive got this

Good morning, my dear sisters and admirers. Sometimes a hug is all you need, to feel the warmth of a kindred spirit who is still alive. Come to me, let me hug you. Have a nice day. And a kiss, of course.

Anyone live near caterham

Is it just me. Or may be just this site…. Or do more people crossdress in the midlands and north of the country?
For the record I’m from the south east most of my life but now in the east of the country.
Let’s do a check let’s just split the uk in to 3, where do you live? Don’t be offended if you don’t fall in to any of those 3, for example I wouldn’t normally class myself as southern (sort of) as I grew up in south west London but if you just drew a ruler line…

Hi everyone sorry not been on for a while just home life was getting in the way lol
If there is anyone in Liverpool who would be prepared to meet me and have some fun in private I would very much appreciate this thankyou xx

wonderful instructions to live by xx

Awaiting an Amazon delivery,I really must get help for my lipstick obsession

RIGHT,

GIRLS...

EVERYONE OF YOU ONLINE!!

your all gonna help me more than you'll ever know if we can complete this idea ive had to get you all to show your support to me in a simple way..


10 MINUTES

10 LIKES

AND I WILL DO MY 1ST EVER LIVE FROM START TO FINISH, WE CAN CHAT, I'LL TELL YOU ALL ABOUT ME AND I GUESS WHY I CALL MYSELF

"THE PRODUCT OF WHAT MY LIFE HAS CREATED"

i wont lie..

If you got a heart it wont be an easy listen,

You all say you had hard lives yes?

The truth of that is...

We all have a story of life to tell,

Some of us well..

If your like me..

Listen
... im 42 years old and since 84,

EVERYDAY OF MY LIFE HAS BEEN A BATTLE,

i dont have a story to tell,

But i do have a full 100 book series if you wanna help empower someone clearly on a journey,

10 minutes,

10 likes and i'll do a live!!

MY 1ST EVER LIVE!!

DEADLINE

22.34

I guess this site is where im comfortable to be an open book right now,

I cant talk to many others as they beat me up and laughed about it when it was my secret

THAT HURT ME BAD!

THAT SCARRED ME!!

Im gonna go shower as like every other night im desperate for that long unrushed company as who im clearly wanting to be!!

Might even...

GO LIVE!!

IF...

YOU ALL HELP ME EMBRACE ME, ENCOURAGE ME,

SUPPORT ME, JUST BE THE PEOPLE WE ARE I GUESS!!!

I WANNA BE A FUCKING SLUT TONIGHT,

IF "ANY" OF YOU CAN FINALLY HELP ME GET LAID FOR HOURS OF THE BEST SEX WITH WELL..

A FUCKING DIRTY SLUT

THEN IM VERY VERY GAME!!

NO AND THESE ARE A FIRM NO!!!

NO BLOOD!

NO SERIOUS PAIN!

NO PISS!!

NO SHIT!

ABSOLUTELY "NO" BODY OR **** HAIR!

NO BIG BEARDS!!

NO FUCKING "FEET"!!

AND NO FATTIES!!



my likes....

Hung smooth all over (so they look silky) in shape and strong dom guys

Girls all i need to say to the rest of you is,

Nobody likes A HAIRY BITCH, its fucking disgusting and if you wanna be a bitch then make an effort!!

How can i share my number??

Love you girls and again...

THANK YOU SO SO SO MUCH FROM BEHIND THAT DOOR THATS BEEN LOCKED FOR 22 YEARS!!

as i wrote 22 years i just started crying

Oh girlies

Its another sissy delivery day,

This 1 is special to say the least

My new boots, ive wanted some like this for years!!

I NOW HAVE SOME

WHO WOULD LIKE TO SEE THEM??

IM NERVOUS TO OPEN THE BOX AS I KNOW MY HEART IS GOING RACE, MY JAW DROP AND MY EYES WATER!

IM LOVING EVERY SECOND OF WHAT IM DOING WITH BEING TRUE TO MYSELF AND NO LONGER LIVING A LIE!!

DOES MY ROOM LOOK MORE GIRLY NOW??

And we know that it's always been,
That fate favors those who can't win,
Who will live by a different code,
And die young on a lonely road.

He forgets all the "yes" and the "no,"
Titles, names, he will let them go.
And he reaches for stars in the sky,
Not believing that dreams can die,
Just to fall, by the Star set aflame,
Called the Sun by its name...

To some extent, that's how we all live, sisters. Good morning, my dears. Good morning, admirers.

I'm just wandering is there any ladies on this site who live in the north West

Me and my sister, she lives with me till she finds her own place, she was in an abusive relationship for 7 years, and she eventually left the twat, she is great at giving me advice about makeup etc, we have makeup practice sessions, she even uses some of my makeup products cos I've got more than her

Heads up that user 'TV5555' is a bit of an odd one. Convinced that I was 'fake' because I wasn't interested in moving to America to live with them permanently. After five minutes of chat.
Be warned girls...

Dean got in touch with me from Alestree in Derby and said he wanted to Offer me some Training but only had a tight window of opportunity, he said he had from 3pm to 3:30pm when he then had to go pick family up from wherever.... I had already seen his photos and he did fit my Criteria.
Smooth Shaven Co ck and Sacks
Full Co ck Head Showing
5" or more when hard
Willing to wear Tights or Holdups/Stockings ( Which I could supply)
Dean was 6", Smooth with Head Showing and would wear his Wife's White Holdups.
So my window of opportunity was tight as I leave work at 2:30 some days... So I said I would have to stay in my work uniform which he said was fine..
I arrived about 2.55pm so was spot on with timeing.. Dean answered the door in a robe and clearly wearing some Nylons of some sort..
We had extensively talked over the phone about preparation, cleanliness, Discretion and many other things...
He took my straight through into a bright Bedroom where he sat on the edge of the bed and spread his legs revealing White Fishnet Holdups... He grabbed a pillow and threw it on the floor between his legs, I got down and slid that lovely smooth co ck Into my mouth wetting it ready then sucking it into my mouth, playing with it with my tongue untill it was hard, a nice 6" or so, about the same as me, I slid up and down his shaft, his nerves now all gone as the pleasure takes over. I continued working on his co ck and head, sliding it all the way in, feeling his head at the back of my throat, the odd taste of pre cum now and then, after about 10 minutes intense Sucking, he started to moan, and as discussed he grabbed my head with both hands, and Slid me up and down his shaft, then just before had left his co ck on the edge of my lips, then filled my mouth with two lots of beautiful Juice, he kept hold of me and kept his co ck in there untill he was fully soft again and I had cleaned up every drop of my feed.....
I thanked him for his generous offer of training and letting me feed... He knew where I was if he had any more time...
If you live local to Spondon, Ilkeston or close surrounding area and fit my Criteria and want to help my training then please get in touch..

Hoping for some deliveries today x

Paul offered to help...... (Read Below)
I was very happy to hear from Paul who sent me a message saying he was available for training Help during my availability times, 2:30 and 4:30pm and he was around 15 minutes away from Ilkeston... We chatted extensively about everything important and at the same time he said he was happy to be Smooth and wearing his wife's Holdups..
So on that we arranged a call from me Tuesday and I would arrive around 2:45pm.. which gave me plenty of time.
He lived in Nuthall just on the Nottinghamshire boarder... Paul opened the door in joggers and hoodie and me obviously still in my Postie uniform...
We said our quick Hello's and he said he had to get back to work and showed me through to a spare room with a smart Raisable Desk, he said I use my wife's desk when I'm working from home, she is slightly disabled so needs it, he just took off his Joggers to reveal Holdups and a Thong which I did not expect..
He raised the desk right up so it was standing hight and asked me to get under, which was very easy, he had already got a pillow ready, he slipped the Thong to one side, revealing a nice 5" Soft Smooth Co ck... He just said help yourself and carried on working on his laptop ..
I was getting hard myself seeing his co ck and wasted no time getting it into my mouth, sucking it into my mouth until it got hard at which I switched to sucking up and down his beautiful shaft which was now about 6.5" I was so hoping he wants me back again..
He was obviously enjoying it as he spread his legs wider to allow better access, I was holding on to his legs at the top of his Holdups sliding myself up and down his shaft, I switched from this to Wanking with my mouth still on his co ck head, back to sucking on and off for about 20 minutes when he paused his job, Grabbed my head both sides and used me as his **** toy and just as he started to moan just had the head in my mouth, two very large loads shot in filling my mouth twice with his beautiful cum, he kept hold untill every drop was gone....
He said go wait in the living room untill around 3:30 and come and try again.
OMG that's wonderful yes ok and I did exactly that, by 4:15 I had had my second helping of cum, much less obviously but I was so so happy... I had plenty of time to go straight to my Wife's work to fetch her.
I do hope he calls for me again.....
If you can help, then please let me know asap...


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I really enjoy greeting deliveries and visitors in my lingerie xx

I loved wearing this dress yesterday, I recieved a lot of attention and lovely comments (just one snide, but she's a nasty old bitch) and I was able to sell it at the end of the day on the condition that I'd deliver it in person to the lady today. I'll keep you informed how it goes.