Primping for Mr. Horsedick  

rm_horsetoy 66M
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3/30/2005 1:22 am

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3/5/2006 9:27 pm

Primping for Mr. Horsedick


Every now and then you get a message from somebody who just seems to know you inside out–every word hits home in a way that is so fucking powerful that all my resistance just seems to melt away….Yes, I am scared of what could happen if I walk down that alley at 1 AM. Maybe he was only trying to lure me just to see if I would do it. Maybe I will walk down that alley in a miniskirt and high heels in the middle of the night and nothing will happen–or he will be there but only to watch a grown man in drag make a total fool of himself. Then again, maybe the meanest battering ram of a dick I can remember will ream out my tender ass like it’s never been reamed before. I want that huge cock inside me so bad I almost don’t care. It’s time to throw caution to the wind. I’m going to do it…I called his cell number from a pay phone and left a message, promising to call again to let him know when I will be there–probably tomorrow night. I drove to the location he described to check it out–it was an alley behind the bar with high walls on either side. I can see how it would be a perfect setting for a . I sat in my car for several minutes, staring at the scene, trembling at the thought of what might be about to happen. I went shopping for a miniskirt and halter top. I found something at Victoria’s Secret that made my little clit rock hard–a push-up bra. My chest muscles are soft enough that it makes me look like I have real tits. I found a pair of black heels at an “Out of the Closet” (seems appropriate!) store. I bought a pair of black lace thong panties that would be just the right size to hide my swollen clit at the moment of truth. I bought a beautiful blond wig–the perfect finishing touch. Then I drove home and shaved my legs before trying on my new slut costume. I checked myself out in the full length mirror. Oh, my god! Was I kidding myself? Did I truly look as good as I appeared to look? Oh, my god….My little twig clit was hot and swollen and standing straight up. It seemed to know that something very, very exciting was about to happen to my eager, receptive ass…and soon…

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