Ideally I’m looking for a man who wants his cock sucked, someone who wants to empty his load into a warm, wet and very willing mouth. Perhaps, someone who wants to manhandle me, tug my panties down and fuck me, leaving me with trembling legs and a dripping hole. A man who is willing to use me like the slut I am. Both of these scenarios are a huge turn on for me.
My photos were taken many years ago when I used to fully dress. I no longer fully dress though the desire to is always there. Middle-age spread has finally took hold, so please be aware that I now have an average (dad-bod shaped) build. I'm more of a sissy guy in stockings. PLEASE NOTE THAT I TRAVEL THE WHOLE OF THE UK AND I USUALLY MEET UP WHEN I'M WORKING AWAY FROM HOME, LOCAL MEETS ARE RARE.
I love to meet up with men and prefer those that can accommodate. I am not really interested in face photos as your looks, age and build are unimportant to me. Ideally, I'm looking for men that would want to use me for their pleasure. I really get off by being used by you.
Meets for me are usually those where I would arrive at your place wearing black stockings & panties underneath my male clothing. I shave my legs so I'll definitely have smooth legs in those stockings when we meet. If you have your own female attire, wig, make-up etc and would like me to dress up before being used by you, then that's fine by me too.
This site really appeals to me (Mainly because people on here do actually meet) I
As for the kinky side of things, I love a dominant male, verbal abuse, open to a little mild spanking or even a mild face slap if I'm not sucking your cock properly.
As for my dislikes I'm not into any oral on me or performing anal on you. I'm not into any pain, bondage or rimming.
I enjoy one off meets but I'm also more than happy to meet up with men on a regular basis.
I travel the whole of the UK so most of my meets happen whilst I work away from home. If I winked at you it's probably because I'm working, or soon to be working in your area.
What does fancy a cuppa or social really mean? First encounters with someone are always nerve-wracking so popping round for a cuppa and a chat seemed like an easy way of breaking the ice. He let me in and offered me a seat on the sofa. He was quite friendly, chatting about the weather, what I was doing in the area and whether I fancied tea or coffee. It gave him a chance to check me out just as much as I did him. It was quite a small flat, glancing over towards his bedroom I could see the ruffled covers on his bed. I began to wonder if one day soon he’d invite me back and that I’d find myself pinned down on it by him, as he satisfied himself inside me. He could tell I was nervous as he passed me my drink, my hand shaking as I took the cup off him. I kicked off my shoes. “Have you met a lot of guys on Fab?” he asked. “A few” I replied, lying as this guy was actually the first person that I’d ever met. It had taken me a long time to pluck up the courage to finally meet up with someone. He brushed past me to pull a coffee table over in a little closer, and I couldn’t take my eyes off the bulge in his trousers. I'd already seen the photos of his cock and I longed for the day I would see it for real. He caught me looking and grinned. “Well, like my profile says, I’m a Top guy, I like being sucked by a submissive sissy like you, and I do love to fuck.” I sipped my drink and with a shaking hand I put it down on the coffee table. I expected him to sit on the sofa opposite, but instead he sat down next to me. He glanced down at my jeans, and I could tell by the look in his eyes that he wanted me out of them. I could see the bulge in his trousers was getting even bigger. “Are you wearing your stockings and panties under there?” he asked. I nodded, before taking yet another nervous sip of my drink, wondering how he knew I would be. I kept reminding myself that this was just a cuppa, an initial meet between us to break the ice and nothing more, that nothing was going to happen today, but as I’d kicked off my shoe’s I’d exposed my stockinged feet, revealing my own hidden desires. He knew this, and he motioned with his eyes for me to strip down, to show him my smooth, black stockinged legs. I tugged at my jeans; they dropped down between my ankles. My hands were now shaking nervously as I stroked my stockinged legs whilst asking myself the same questions. Why had I dressed this way? Did I know what was really going to happen here? He couldn’t take his eyes off my black stockings. “I caught you looking at my hard on” he said grinning. “I bet you’d really love to suck on it” I took another glance down at the growing bulge in his trousers, imagining his throbbing cock and gave him yet another nervous smile. “Hopefully, one day soon” I replied but he had other ideas. He was already unbuckling the belt on his trousers. At first, I thought he was merely trying to make himself a little more comfortable on the sofa, but then he grabbed me back the back of my head. I was taken by surprise. “But this isn’t what I meant” I said whilst trying to pull away from him, as he began easing his own trousers and briefs down, finally freeing his big cock. It was already hard, glistening with his pre-cum. “We’re done talking” he said as he pulled my head down towards it. I couldn't do anything but open my warm, wet mouth over it. I sucked on his cock for the next ten minutes, as he used my mouth for his own pleasure. I was so turned on by being made to suck him off and I couldn’t believe it. I was finally doing this, I was finally going to find out what a man’s cum tastes like, but what if I didn’t like it? He was using me selfishly, using his sissy slut and he didn’t care if I wanted his full load or not. Either way, he was determined that I was going to take it all anyway. He was getting close. I moaned as his cock began to swell in my mouth, half of me in pleasure half, half of me worried about the heavy load that was coming. He grunted his way towards his orgasm, whilst pulling my panties over to one side with ease. I felt so vulnerable and my panties offered me no protection whatsoever from him. Did he want to unload his cum into my mouth or was he simply going to manhandle me, turn me over, and fuck me? I moaned louder, my eyes were wide, begging him not to cum but he ignored my pleas and began fucking my mouth even harder with his cock. He began to moan even louder, calling me his whore whilst holding my head exactly where he wanted it, fucking my mouth until finally he groaned, and came. My mouth was filled instantly, there was so much cum and yet he kept on going, using his sissy slut, pumping his full load into my mouth. It was the perfect first-time meeting on this site, and I was in heaven. I was left there laying on his lap whilst licking up every drop of cum off his now semi-hardening cock. I knew then that I wanted to be back for more of the same, from any stranger on here that wanted to use me in this way. I glanced over towards his bedroom wondering what he'll be doing to me next...
