FabGuys.com: Julia (59) , TV/TS in Darlington, North East, UK

Please be aware that I no longer fully dress, I'm just a dad bod shaped guy that likes to wear stockings and panties for meets these days. If you've read this bit and you reply with "Happy to meet as you are" then I'm be more likely to meet up with you.

I'm a total bottom who gets sexual gratification from giving pleasure and being made to feel used, 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 pleasure comes from getting you off.

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.

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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 was shaking a little 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 that 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 took a sip from 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. Had I sent him the wrong signals, or did he see me lick the top of my lip as I stared down at the growing bulge in his trousers for a little too long? I undid my jeans and tugged them down; 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, he ran his hand over my knee, teasing his way up my thigh. “I caught you looking at my hard on” he said grinning. “I bet you’d really love to suck on it” I took yet 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 motioning that I should maybe leave, 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 completely by surprise. “But this isn’t what I meant” I said whilst trying to pull myself away from him. He ignored me and began easing his own trousers and briefs down, finally freeing up his big cock. It was already hard and glistening with his pre-cum. I couldn’t take my eyes off it, was this really happening? “We’re done talking” he said as he pulled my head down towards it. I couldn't do anything but instinctively open my warm, wet mouth and willing over it. His pre-cum was then smeared over my soft lips as he guided the full length of his cock into my mouth. I sucked on him as he used my mouth for his own pleasure. I was so turned on by this, 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 so selfishly, using his sissy slut and he didn’t care if I wanted his full load or not. Either way, he seemed determined that I was going to take it and swallow it all anyway. I was pleasing the man I’d met online and that was all that mattered. I only wish I’d could have been fully dressed for him, having my thick, bright red lipstick smeared over his cock as I sucked him off turned me on. The thought of what his pre-cum and lipstick would taste like made me touch myself. I was so aroused that I felt my girly cock twitch, I was on the brink of an orgasm at the thought of what was coming. I could feel a dribble of my own cum trickling down my stockinged thigh. I tried to slow the pace down, but he wasn’t having any of it. Both of his hands were now gripped around my head, he was face fucking me and I knew he was getting close. I pushed against his thigh and tried to pull away from his cock, but this was only met with a firm spank. I moaned and winced a little. There was to be no escape for me, from whatever he wanted to do to me. He was merely reminding me of this, reminding who was in charge. I moaned again 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 about to come. 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 from him whatsoever. I needed to catch my breath and managed to pull away him slightly, from sucking his cock. All I could smell was the sweet musky scent of his cock and balls and I had to admit, I was loving this. I was half expecting another spanking for pulling away from him but instead he slid his hand down between my buttocks and slipped his finger inside my hole, I gasped whilst also asking myself “Why had I lubed myself up ready for him?” He took a firm grip on my hair, pulling me back down onto his hard cock but I needed another moment. He didn’t care, thrusting two of his fingers into my arse. Without words, he was trying to warn me. Suck me off now, otherwise this hard cock of mine is going inside you! I was panicking at the thought of it. Did he want to unload his cum into my mouth or was he now going to manhandle me, turn me over, and fuck me? He was annoyed by my reluctance to suck him and was now fucking my mouth so hard and vigorously that I began to doubt that my arse could take this cock. If he came in my mouth, would it save me from an assfucking? I moaned louder, my eyes opened wider, as if begging him “Please, don’t cum in my mouth!” but he ignored my pleas and began fucking my mouth even harder with his cock. There’s nothing like pleasuring a man and hearing him tell you that he’s cumming, that any moment now, you’re going to finally become a woman. I could feel another trickle of cum run down my stockinged thigh as he began to moan even louder. He was 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 with his spunk. There was so much cum that I struggled to take it all, 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 balls and 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...

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A guy on here asked me about my first experience and what’s the kinkiest thing I’ve done. Well, my very first experience was with a mate of mine. We used to hang about, talk about women which over time turned into jovial talk about how you’d fuck a woman. He really wanted to fuck this neighbour of mine, but deep down we both knew that he had no chance with her whatsoever. I’d always dressed in my mum’s clothes from an early age and I loved how they made me feel, feminised me in some way. So one day, whilst he was sat playing a computer game, I took one of my mums dresses, put a pair of her tights on and paraded myself towards the bed, pretending to be this neighbour. It was just a joke, so he laughed and played along with it. I remember climbing onto the bed and pulling a single sheet over me, making sure that it covered my face, although it was more out of embarrassment than anything else. “Fuck me!” I shouted out whilst opening my stockinged legs. There was a short pause before he climbed between my legs telling me (Or rather her) that he was going to fuck me alright. We were both laughing so loud, he was grinding his hips against me almost in a comical way, simulating fucking her. He was pretending to thrust and I was pretending to be a woman on the receiving end. I responded by telling him to call me by her name, reminding him that it’s what I’ve always wanted, whilst still laughing. He was wearing jogging pants and I could feel his hard on rubbing against me. He was grinding himself against me as I still played along, even jokingly wrapped my stocking legs around him. I could tell he liked that, he was really turned on, and the laughing between us subsided. Then, he hitched my dress up even further, his breathing was getting much heavier, and with every thrust against me he whispered her name. I had a sheet over my face and yet clearly, I had become this woman he’d always wanted to fuck. I felt so empowered by this thought. Then, I felt him pull away, tugging away at something, and for a minute I thought our little frolic had ended. I was wrong, He’d pulled his joggers and pants down and as he laid back on me I felt his hard cock rubbing against mine, my tights were now the only barrier between us. His cock was rubbing up and down against me, his hands now gripped tightly around my bum. Then he said something that has stayed with me to this day. “You’re going to make me cum!” It was so arousing to hear him say this as he emptied his full load over me. There was a lot of it, I felt it spray up onto my belly. Suddenly, he jumped up and literally shot out of the bedroom and within minutes he’d left. He was totally embarrassed by what he’d done, and we never spoke of it since, or indeed her again. I however, was left there stunned by how aroused it made me feel, for a few minutes I had been used as a woman for his pleasure. I pulled the sheet back carefully, to find a large streak of spunk he’d shot across the top of my tights and huge dollops of his cum on my belly. I was absolutely covered in it. I stared down at his white creamy load for ages. I knew it had been meant for her but it was her loss and I was so turned on by it. At first, all I wanted to know was what his cum smelt like so using a few fingers I gathered up a little of his spunk to bring it up towards me. A long strand of his cum hung there for a moment before glazing my lips. I stuck my tongue out a little to taste it. The smell of his cum was so intense, so arousing, that I soon found myself licking my fingers until they were totally clean. I kept repeating this until I’d finally swallowed every drop of his cum. From that day forward I’d always had a bit of cum fetish which leads me on nicely to the kinkiest thing I’ve ever done. I met a guy quite regularly over the last few years. He was very interested in my cum fetish, and my love of bukkake porn that he suggested his own kinky way of getting me off. For weeks, he’d have a wank, filling a condom full of his cum before freezing it. Once he had 10 loads or more saved up, I’d call round and collect them. I would thaw the condoms out until they were at body temperature, snip the ends off and pour the cum out into a small bowl. I’d be on the bed, fully dressed in a basque, stockings and panties and I was so excited. Wearing thick, bright red lipstick only helped to enhance the experience, the taste of lipstick and cum is heavenly. I would lay on the bed imagining these 10 men all fighting to get their hard cocks into my mouth. Then I would pour the cum out, taking me right back to that day that I first tasted it. Having my splattered with sperm and mouth filled and overflowing with cum before I swallowed every drop. The smell of taste of all that spunk was so intoxicating and I'd always cum so quickly myself. He was always thrilled by my cum fetish, I met him a few times, until he eventually suggested that I came in for one of his fresh loads as he put it. He really loved using my mouth like that, he got off so quickly by dipping his cock in his cum for me to lick off. In fact, I’m sure he waited even longer between us meeting so that they were 20 or so loads waiting for me to swallow.

To clarify again, I no longer fully dress, I'm just a regular guy that likes to wear stockings and panties for meets these days. If you've read this bit and you reply with "Happy to meet as you are" then I'm be more likely to meet up with you.

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