I studied in a certain university's education department for the last year
According to regulations, students must go to the university-assigned middle school for six weeks before they can graduate successfully and obtain teacher qualifications.
Since I entered the education department, I have dreamed of teaching at girls' school after graduation
Unexpectedly, this time my wish came true and I was lucky enough to be sent to a girls' middle school for internship
The male classmates in the same class are envious of me. It is not difficult to understand. The boys in girls' schools have always been the top few men's sexual fantasies, let alone in a girl's school full of girls. My identity is a male teacher, and I have many times higher status and power than ordinary students.
On Friday before the internship, I was both nervous and excited, so I went to the Girls' High School to visit the principal first.
Why are you a man? The female principal looked shocked when she saw me
It turns out that in the information provided by the university to girls, my gender was wrongly written as a girl
At this moment, I still realized the serious consequences of the difference in this word
We are girls' schools and never hire male teachers. All female teachers teach on campus. The principal directly refused me to go to school for internship.
I felt a bolt from the blue and didn't care to politely shout to the principal: If I don't complete this internship, I will not be able to graduate from university this year! This is your university mistake, and the responsibility is not on our school. The principal spread his hands: In short, in order to maintain the "purity" of our school, I will never tolerate male teachers appearing in our school. I wish I could not help. I quickly called the internship staff in charge of the internship for help, but he was cold and said that he would start the internship next Monday. Now it is too late to find another internship middle school.
He also taught me: If this middle school refuses to let me internship, I should argue with the principal because it is illegal for her to refuse to let boys teach and violate the gender discrimination regulations
Striving for reason?!
How could I argue with the principal of the head of the school?
If I offend her, even if I can stay at school for an internship, I will end up with a failed internship!
When I went back to plead with the principal, the secretary told me: The principal is no longer here and went to the meeting.
I didn't give up and stayed behind and waited outside the principal's room for more than two hours.
Please make an exception, principal, let me intern here! I finally saw the principal again, so I cried and begged her with a sad face.
It's too dangerous for boys and girls to appear in our school together. The principal just kept shaking his head: Let's not talk about campus sexual harassment incidents, it's just a matter of teacher-student love, which is annoying to us. Only when you are very kind this time, I have the opportunity to graduate from university and become a good teacher who is a talented teacher in spring. I continue to work hard and try my best to lobby the principal.
The principal acted as if he was ignorant and was ready to return to the principal's room
At this moment, I only resented my mother: Why didn’t I give birth to me and become her daughter?
How great it would be if I was a girl at this moment!
If I am a girl, a thought flashed through my head: I am not tall, thin, and my Adam's apple is not obvious. When I was a child, I was often mistaken for a girl.
So can I try it...but this method was immediately rejected by my male self-esteem, because it would be too embarrassing to do so
But I thought about it carefully, if I can't start the internship as scheduled next week, I will definitely not be able to graduate this year
Being a shameful man is better than wasting a year in vain, right?
Principal, you don't let me enter the campus for internship just because I am a boy? Of course, I can't care about any shame and asked in a trembling voice: Then, what if... What if... What if... What if... What if... What if... What if... What if... What if... What if... What if... The principal was stunned, his eyes widened, and he asked in confusion: What does it mean to "intern as a girl"? You clearly are a boy! I mean, I can dress up like a girl, so that everyone thinks I am a female intern teacher. I blushed and explained to the principal with my heartbeat.
However, the school’s unwritten regulations are that all teachers must wear skirts to attend classes.
I want you to wear skirts every day to go back to school, can you? Yes, of course, you can ask you, a boy, to give up his male identity, and put on a skirt with grievance. Do you really don't mind? Just when I was about to respond, there was no problem, I suddenly heard the principal's implied voice: She didn't ask me if I really would wear skirts, but asked me... Of course I don't mind wearing skirts, and this is definitely not a condescending one. I have always believed that men and women should be equal. In fact, women often do better than men in many things, so it should be my honor to have this opportunity to be a girl. The principal showed a bright smile, and I knew that I had been half successful.
I said the four words "Equality between men and women" are qualified. I will praise it again. Girls can be better than boys, which will make me icing on the cake.
I see you are so sincere. At 9:00 tomorrow morning, you will have an interview again as a girl.
Let me see how you look? Consider it further. The principal is willing to give me an interview opportunity, which is definitely a good sign.
But if you want to succeed tomorrow morning, I need help...
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My father has been working in the mainland for a long time, and my mother is worried. She will let him go back to the mainland for a long time. Usually, only my sister and I are left at home.
After my sister got home from get off work that night, I explained to her what happened today
My sister kept blinking and shook her head, looking disbelief
After listening, she half-believed and half-doubted: What are you going to do?
Of course, I will go to the interview tomorrow morning, so sister, I... I... need your help from sister... help. Help? How do you want me to help? I will be dressed as a woman for the interview tomorrow.
And I am a boy, where do girls’ clothing come from?
My sister is the only female family member who lives with me... I really doubt my sister's IQ is not as good as an eight-year-old girl at this moment
I said it, afraid that my sister would scold me. The truth is, as a boy, I asked me to be shameless and asked a girl, saying that I would borrow her skirt to wear. If I was so perverted, I really couldn't speak out.
Say, I won't scold you, it's the point now. It's not whether you will scold me, sister, but whether you are willing to borrow a skirt for me to wear
I was silent for nearly a minute before my sister woke up from her dream and understood my intentions
She suddenly laughed, shook her head vigorously, and asked in a tentative tone: Don't tell me, you plan to borrow my skirt to wear! It's already past nine o'clock in the evening, and I can't buy the girls' clothes I need at all. I can only bite the bullet and respond to her in a roundabout way
She seemed to have already fallen into her mind and could not think. When she came to her senses, she asked in surprise: Are you kidding? Or... Is it true? I nodded shyly, as confirmed
This is really a bad idea! You are a man, and you can think of it so unreasonable that wearing a skirt is so unfair to the masculine identity and dignity! My sister couldn't accept my request for a while, but kept asking me why she didn't try her best to win the principal?
Why surrender so easily?
I could only shake my head and sigh and explain, now I am asking the principal for an internship, this is the meat on the chopping board, and under the principal's authority, how can I resist?
The self-righteous act of dressing up as a female teacher in a skirt is simply the only way for me to be desperate.
You really want to get a man dressed in a woman to do an internship! If things are exposed in the future, I am afraid that your internship will end tragedy in the end. Of course I understand that boys wearing skirts and dressing up as girls will make people laugh at them.
But now, I can only sigh with a sigh
Apart from helplessness, still helplessness
While walking back to his room, my sister muttered: This is too perverted, right? Are you afraid of laughing at me? What if an acquaintance meets you dressed up in a girl on the street? People ask me who you are, do I say you are my six-week sister? I saw my sister hesitant and did not agree to lend me her skirt for me to wear, so I could only continue begging my sister: We are two sisters and sisters. This is a difficult situation, sister, you won’t stand by and watch? How could I lend my skirt to you? When my sister was about to close the door, her face was extremely difficult.
At this time, another (evil) I, who had been hiding deep in my heart, immediately answered silently (in my heart): Sorry, sister! In fact, I have worn every skirt in your closet! I have played with every pair of your underwear!
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Looking back on the days when I entered puberty, my sexual desire became increasingly strong, and I began to pay attention to the bodies of the girls around me.
One day, the sister in a short skirt sat on the sofa and talked happily with her friends. Maybe she was in her own home and didn't have much warning, so she accidentally spread her beautiful legs apart.
I glanced at me accidentally: I saw my sister's pink patterned underwear at the end of her thighs, which made my cock immediately congested. She held up her pants, and the feeling of blood rushing was so uncomfortable
I quickly ran into the bathroom and took off my pants to solve my physiological needs. An object attracted my attention.
That was the underwear that my sister had just changed after taking a shower and put it aside.
Thinking of my sister's cute pink underwear I just peeped at, I don't know where I got the courage, but my heart suddenly had evil thoughts. How would it feel if I wrapped my sister's girl underwear and slapped my penis with her penis?
My heart was pounding with guilt, and my trembling hands trembled with this piece of clothing closest to my sister's body tremblingly.
After touching it, I found that it still had a little residual heat from my sister's body. The slippery feel of the underwear, which strongly shocked my heart.
I couldn't help but smell it, and an indescribable fragrance suddenly drifted into my nose.
By the way, the pair of pants that were worn on my sister must have been the legendary daughter fragrance
This original pair of pants was a great temptation for me, which aroused some of my inner dark desires, causing my cock to show an urgent swelling
With this kick, I was struggling violently. On one hand, I felt guilty towards my sister and on the other hand, the cries of the spermists were crying.
I kept warning myself not to surrender to pleasure, but I had already won the pleasure, knowing that it was just my sane struggle.
With the influence of many insects, I was finally conquered by my weakness and ignored the guilt in my heart
I wrapped my entire penis warmly with my sister's panties, which felt so smooth and tender, and my sister's body fragrance also filled my forehead.
Thinking of this pair of underwear once worn by my sister, it was the girl who had just opened her white legs and was facing me as if no one was around. My hands were rubbing against my back.
Ah‧‧‧‧When using my sister’s underwear like this, why does it feel like she is having sex with her sister?
This doesn't work...Isn't this becoming incest?
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I have ever experienced such a masturbation method and the supreme satisfaction it brings both physical and mental aspects.
This is like a spring dream, that different super refreshing feeling is really something I never get tired of trying, and it can't be removed in my heart
Although I was very conflicted and my conscience kept blaming me, and defiling my sister's private clothes so much was equivalent to insulting my pure sister, this experience inadvertently triggered the human guilt hidden in the darkness of my heart.
From that day on, when I was at home, I stole my sister's underwear to enhance my masturbation joy. I was so addicted to this pleasure of crime that I couldn't help myself.
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You can't use your sister's underwear to masturbate, you can't use your sister's underwear to masturbate...‧ I say these important words to myself three times every day to reflect on my heart and keep my dick in mind
It’s a pity that humans are concerned about many things. After the first time, they are like eating forbidden fruits and breaking through the heart disorder. They are no longer a taboo, and they are as hard to extricate themselves as if they are addicted to drugs.
My sister's pants are just a piece of cloth, and I don't understand what magic it has, but its shadow cannot be worn away in my mind, making me love it. My heart has been completely captured by my sister's close clothes.
It is such a pleasant thing to take my sister's slippery underwear, and it is the greatest happiness in my life
I know that if my sister discovered that I was so perverted and used semen to defile her private underwear, it would definitely be a nuclear explosion-level disaster, but I was eventually defeated by the pleasure of the fetish.
After each ejaculation, I swear that this was the last time, but within three days, I couldn't help but break my vow and continued to use my sister's underwear to moisten.
Whenever my sister went out, I put down my moral norms and sneaked into her boudoir, opened the drawer in the wardrobe, and saw the girls' pants everywhere, and was in a very happy mood.
I am like a child who finds my favorite toy. I can't put down my sister's underwear. If I don't secretly use it to play with it that day, I will feel itchy all day long if I don't use it secretly.
In addition, the excitement of doing some evil things that she would never forgive was made me unable to stop.
But I didn't expect that there was a sky outside my sister's wardrobe. It also hid some things that were more powerful than pants, which could bring me greater surprises.
That day, my sister was rushing out in shorts and stockings, and she met me in the hall.
My hands accidentally touched her thighs. The smooth touch of the stockings panties reached my brain from my fingertips, and my lower body became hard.
The devil's voice sounded in my heart: Anyway, my sister has just left and will not come back for the time being, so why not go to her room and find these cute and slippery stockings to play with? I was distracted and experienced a battle between good and evil in my heart, my inner beast finally destroyed my morality.
With a complex mentality of both expectation and self-blame, I broke into my sister's boudoir and searched her wardrobe filled with all kinds of female underwear.
After I rummaged through the cabinet, I didn't expect to find a pair of black plaid stockings and socks that were exactly the same as my sister just wore on her body.
I was almost yelling with joy
This thing is so tempting. My heart is thumping, my hands are shaking and stroking the slippery and thin stockings. The delicate touch is really loveable.
At this moment, my cock under my crotch was about to break out, so hard that it made me feel a little painful
Driven by an uncontrollable sexual impulse, I took off my pants and wrapped my iron rod tightly with my sister's young stockings, and smelled the completely different slippery feeling.
This supreme enjoyment made my glans slightly seep out of some liquid that I don’t know if it was urine or semen, as if I was preparing to shoot at any time.
I couldn't help but rub my penis with my stockings, and my soft stockings stroked my life. This wonderful feeling was so wonderful that I had reached orgasm in seconds.
I could not resist the surging desire. The dick twitched, and the scorching semen shot straight out of the distance three feet away... This was an extremely unforgettable and wonderful experience
I wonder if other men have ever experienced this kind of pleasure?
At first, when I was playing with my sister's personal clothes, I was a little hesitant.
In my consciousness, I knew that this was an abnormal special habit, and I also understood that it was wrong to do so, but I was just too poisoned!
The wardrobe in my sister's room was like a bottomless abyss, and I accidentally fell into it and could never leave
This is simply a Pandora's box, it will be addictive once it is opened
But this is not over yet!
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A few days later, my sister was wearing a short skirt and flesh-colored stockings, sitting on the sofa and slid her phone intently, not paying attention to closing her feet tightly.
And I happened to be sitting opposite her, and my eyes were naturally attracted by the beautiful scenery inside her short skirt.
My sister's whole pair of transparent flesh-colored socks and even the white underwear at the root of the socks were clearly visible to me.
My guilt towards my sister was suddenly extinguished
Because of the temptation in front of you, it’s so exciting!
Is this something that no men can resist?
I took a deep breath, and I was able to boldly peep at girls at such a close distance, and the partner was my sister who was very familiar with me day and night. Such exciting behavior was the first time in my life that I had lived for more than 20 years.
Fortunately, my sister stood up and left the sofa, otherwise I was afraid that she would continue like this, and the next day I would go to the social news page and become the defendant of incest.
I really used my extremely strong will to prevent a sexual violence incident!
Of course, I still miss the white triangle under my sister's skirt afterwards. I thought I could see it more
That day, my sister was not at home, and I heard the wardrobe in my sister's room beckoning to me, shouting loudly, luring me into the room: If you want to see my sister's skirt so much, it is better to just put on my sister's short skirt, stockings and underwear by yourself. Then you become my sister, and you can see the scenery under her skirt at multiple angles? The intertwined desire and guilt made me, who could not control my inner impulse, involuntarily bring into my sister's room, and I couldn't help but take it into my sister's room.
The moment I opened the wardrobe, a wide range of girls' clothes came into my eyes, making my heart thrill as usual
I tiptoed out my sister's black tight short skirt, which was the kind of super short mini narrow skirt that just covered her hips.
I was extremely excited inside, but at the same time I was also very conflicted, and I felt that the more I played, the more I tasted, the heavier the taste!
However, under the influence of sexual desire, I comforted myself with ridicule: It is not the first time I have stolen my sister's clothes to shoot. In fact, as long as I enjoy it myself, it doesn't matter what method I use, it doesn't matter what method I use.
I walked to the mirror and slowly put on my sister's skirt tremblingly.
The material of a girl's skirt is different from that of a boy's pants
It feels completely different when worn. The crotch is empty, and I always feel like something is missing.
That kind of experience is completely different from wearing boys' clothing
I looked around in front of the mirror, but I felt that the person in the mirror was all my sister no matter how you look at it!
The difference between her and her usual sister was that the obvious evil ball was bulging in front of her tight skirt.
I quickly found my sister's pure white underwear and put her feet in it.
My sister's underwear is obviously tighter than that of boys, and it is silky and smooth
I pulled my underwear up, and it tied up the disobedient little brother.
Then I put on my sister's stockings and socks
The first time I put on stockings and stockings, my lower body suddenly became hot, and then the strong itchy feeling from my second child
I was conquered by this wonderful feeling, all my legs were smooth and silky, and the tight feeling made my little brother harder
Fortunately, the strong elasticity of the silk pantyhose barely pressed the appearance of my private parts into a flat shape, making it impossible to see the male flaws.
I looked at the girl in the mirror, but I didn't expect that driven by desire, I was so perverted that I put on my sister's skirt and stockings.
But my sister's skirt, underwear and silk pants seemed to be given life, causing my body to react unexpectedly.
At this moment, I was overwhelmed by the indescribable satisfaction and pleasure that I had produced from my lower body Cute, so happy that I completely ignored the guilt that blasphemed my sister in my mind.
I remembered my original intention of peeping, and walked to the mirror that fell to the ground.
I squatted down, spread my legs to the maximum, so that my eyes could appreciate the scenery inside my sister's skirt in the mirror.
She in the mirror, so disregarded her demeanor, must be a lewd girl
So I pulled up the bitch's skirt, put my hand into her pantyhose and underwear, and stroked the private area in the center of her legs
My heart began to get confused: the pitiful girl in the mirror was obviously being played with by someone unscrupulously, and her face also showed a shameful expression due to being blasphemed; while the boy who was excited outside the mirror felt that he was playing with the lower body of the pure sister who had been raised in a short skirt, building the happiness he had never had before on his sister's humiliation.
Is I a man or a woman at this moment, am I enjoying pleasure or being humiliated?
These identities and feelings that cannot and should not coexist in parallel force me to face the dark side of my heart, and also drive me to rub my lower body faster and faster with my hands.
As my little brother was about to lose his feet, I suddenly thought that I could not leave any liquid on my sister's underwear, otherwise she would find me stealing her clothes to do these dirty things, and I would be dead.
So I tried to resist the urge to ejaculate, and immediately knelt down, and took off my underwear and stockings to my knees.
Ah, ah! My whole body was trembling, and my penis became thick and hard as it had ever been. In an instant, it sprayed streams of thick white liquid like a spring, drawing beautiful parabolas
After a while, the ground was filled with a lot of semen
I will never forget this day, this is the first time I have put on women's clothing to ejaculate
The comfort of girls' clothing, the shame of boys wearing girls' skirts, and the guilt of using their sister to make sexual fantasies bring me an indescribable and incredible perfect joy
I am really grateful: the existence of my sister, as well as the hundreds of pieces of lingerie, silk stockings, tops, skirts, etc. in her closet, are definitely God's gift to me
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I know my sister doesn't agree with my extremely ridiculous approach, but for the sake of next Monday's internship (or for an open and upright opportunity, can I wear my sister's skirt every day?
I'm not sure either!
﹞I bit the bullet and knocked on my sister's door, intending to beg, hoping that she would lend a helping hand to me
The door opened, but my sister changed into a formal work suit
When I think of my skirt, stockings, underwear, and bra, I feel so disgusting! How can a girl dare to wear what a boy has worn? My sister's face showed a very embarrassing look: I'll see what dresses I plan to discard, and I'll give them to you to wear them for the past six weeks. I feel relieved. My sister is willing to give me a dress. I'm so happy that I can't describe how happy my sister is to give me a dress.
At this time, I looked at the skirt on my sister's body. I recognized it. I just walked through it the day before yesterday and fired two shots in a row.
If this happened to my sister, would she go crazy?
According to regulations, students must go to the university-assigned middle school for six weeks before they can graduate successfully and obtain teacher qualifications.
Since I entered the education department, I have dreamed of teaching at girls' school after graduation
Unexpectedly, this time my wish came true and I was lucky enough to be sent to a girls' middle school for internship
The male classmates in the same class are envious of me. It is not difficult to understand. The boys in girls' schools have always been the top few men's sexual fantasies, let alone in a girl's school full of girls. My identity is a male teacher, and I have many times higher status and power than ordinary students.
On Friday before the internship, I was both nervous and excited, so I went to the Girls' High School to visit the principal first.
Why are you a man? The female principal looked shocked when she saw me
It turns out that in the information provided by the university to girls, my gender was wrongly written as a girl
At this moment, I still realized the serious consequences of the difference in this word
We are girls' schools and never hire male teachers. All female teachers teach on campus. The principal directly refused me to go to school for internship.
I felt a bolt from the blue and didn't care to politely shout to the principal: If I don't complete this internship, I will not be able to graduate from university this year! This is your university mistake, and the responsibility is not on our school. The principal spread his hands: In short, in order to maintain the "purity" of our school, I will never tolerate male teachers appearing in our school. I wish I could not help. I quickly called the internship staff in charge of the internship for help, but he was cold and said that he would start the internship next Monday. Now it is too late to find another internship middle school.
He also taught me: If this middle school refuses to let me internship, I should argue with the principal because it is illegal for her to refuse to let boys teach and violate the gender discrimination regulations
Striving for reason?!
How could I argue with the principal of the head of the school?
If I offend her, even if I can stay at school for an internship, I will end up with a failed internship!
When I went back to plead with the principal, the secretary told me: The principal is no longer here and went to the meeting.
I didn't give up and stayed behind and waited outside the principal's room for more than two hours.
Please make an exception, principal, let me intern here! I finally saw the principal again, so I cried and begged her with a sad face.
It's too dangerous for boys and girls to appear in our school together. The principal just kept shaking his head: Let's not talk about campus sexual harassment incidents, it's just a matter of teacher-student love, which is annoying to us. Only when you are very kind this time, I have the opportunity to graduate from university and become a good teacher who is a talented teacher in spring. I continue to work hard and try my best to lobby the principal.
The principal acted as if he was ignorant and was ready to return to the principal's room
At this moment, I only resented my mother: Why didn’t I give birth to me and become her daughter?
How great it would be if I was a girl at this moment!
If I am a girl, a thought flashed through my head: I am not tall, thin, and my Adam's apple is not obvious. When I was a child, I was often mistaken for a girl.
So can I try it...but this method was immediately rejected by my male self-esteem, because it would be too embarrassing to do so
But I thought about it carefully, if I can't start the internship as scheduled next week, I will definitely not be able to graduate this year
Being a shameful man is better than wasting a year in vain, right?
Principal, you don't let me enter the campus for internship just because I am a boy? Of course, I can't care about any shame and asked in a trembling voice: Then, what if... What if... What if... What if... What if... What if... What if... What if... What if... What if... What if... The principal was stunned, his eyes widened, and he asked in confusion: What does it mean to "intern as a girl"? You clearly are a boy! I mean, I can dress up like a girl, so that everyone thinks I am a female intern teacher. I blushed and explained to the principal with my heartbeat.
However, the school’s unwritten regulations are that all teachers must wear skirts to attend classes.
I want you to wear skirts every day to go back to school, can you? Yes, of course, you can ask you, a boy, to give up his male identity, and put on a skirt with grievance. Do you really don't mind? Just when I was about to respond, there was no problem, I suddenly heard the principal's implied voice: She didn't ask me if I really would wear skirts, but asked me... Of course I don't mind wearing skirts, and this is definitely not a condescending one. I have always believed that men and women should be equal. In fact, women often do better than men in many things, so it should be my honor to have this opportunity to be a girl. The principal showed a bright smile, and I knew that I had been half successful.
I said the four words "Equality between men and women" are qualified. I will praise it again. Girls can be better than boys, which will make me icing on the cake.
I see you are so sincere. At 9:00 tomorrow morning, you will have an interview again as a girl.
Let me see how you look? Consider it further. The principal is willing to give me an interview opportunity, which is definitely a good sign.
But if you want to succeed tomorrow morning, I need help...
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My father has been working in the mainland for a long time, and my mother is worried. She will let him go back to the mainland for a long time. Usually, only my sister and I are left at home.
After my sister got home from get off work that night, I explained to her what happened today
My sister kept blinking and shook her head, looking disbelief
After listening, she half-believed and half-doubted: What are you going to do?
Of course, I will go to the interview tomorrow morning, so sister, I... I... need your help from sister... help. Help? How do you want me to help? I will be dressed as a woman for the interview tomorrow.
And I am a boy, where do girls’ clothing come from?
My sister is the only female family member who lives with me... I really doubt my sister's IQ is not as good as an eight-year-old girl at this moment
I said it, afraid that my sister would scold me. The truth is, as a boy, I asked me to be shameless and asked a girl, saying that I would borrow her skirt to wear. If I was so perverted, I really couldn't speak out.
Say, I won't scold you, it's the point now. It's not whether you will scold me, sister, but whether you are willing to borrow a skirt for me to wear
I was silent for nearly a minute before my sister woke up from her dream and understood my intentions
She suddenly laughed, shook her head vigorously, and asked in a tentative tone: Don't tell me, you plan to borrow my skirt to wear! It's already past nine o'clock in the evening, and I can't buy the girls' clothes I need at all. I can only bite the bullet and respond to her in a roundabout way
She seemed to have already fallen into her mind and could not think. When she came to her senses, she asked in surprise: Are you kidding? Or... Is it true? I nodded shyly, as confirmed
This is really a bad idea! You are a man, and you can think of it so unreasonable that wearing a skirt is so unfair to the masculine identity and dignity! My sister couldn't accept my request for a while, but kept asking me why she didn't try her best to win the principal?
Why surrender so easily?
I could only shake my head and sigh and explain, now I am asking the principal for an internship, this is the meat on the chopping board, and under the principal's authority, how can I resist?
The self-righteous act of dressing up as a female teacher in a skirt is simply the only way for me to be desperate.
You really want to get a man dressed in a woman to do an internship! If things are exposed in the future, I am afraid that your internship will end tragedy in the end. Of course I understand that boys wearing skirts and dressing up as girls will make people laugh at them.
But now, I can only sigh with a sigh
Apart from helplessness, still helplessness
While walking back to his room, my sister muttered: This is too perverted, right? Are you afraid of laughing at me? What if an acquaintance meets you dressed up in a girl on the street? People ask me who you are, do I say you are my six-week sister? I saw my sister hesitant and did not agree to lend me her skirt for me to wear, so I could only continue begging my sister: We are two sisters and sisters. This is a difficult situation, sister, you won’t stand by and watch? How could I lend my skirt to you? When my sister was about to close the door, her face was extremely difficult.
At this time, another (evil) I, who had been hiding deep in my heart, immediately answered silently (in my heart): Sorry, sister! In fact, I have worn every skirt in your closet! I have played with every pair of your underwear!
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Looking back on the days when I entered puberty, my sexual desire became increasingly strong, and I began to pay attention to the bodies of the girls around me.
One day, the sister in a short skirt sat on the sofa and talked happily with her friends. Maybe she was in her own home and didn't have much warning, so she accidentally spread her beautiful legs apart.
I glanced at me accidentally: I saw my sister's pink patterned underwear at the end of her thighs, which made my cock immediately congested. She held up her pants, and the feeling of blood rushing was so uncomfortable
I quickly ran into the bathroom and took off my pants to solve my physiological needs. An object attracted my attention.
That was the underwear that my sister had just changed after taking a shower and put it aside.
Thinking of my sister's cute pink underwear I just peeped at, I don't know where I got the courage, but my heart suddenly had evil thoughts. How would it feel if I wrapped my sister's girl underwear and slapped my penis with her penis?
My heart was pounding with guilt, and my trembling hands trembled with this piece of clothing closest to my sister's body tremblingly.
After touching it, I found that it still had a little residual heat from my sister's body. The slippery feel of the underwear, which strongly shocked my heart.
I couldn't help but smell it, and an indescribable fragrance suddenly drifted into my nose.
By the way, the pair of pants that were worn on my sister must have been the legendary daughter fragrance
This original pair of pants was a great temptation for me, which aroused some of my inner dark desires, causing my cock to show an urgent swelling
With this kick, I was struggling violently. On one hand, I felt guilty towards my sister and on the other hand, the cries of the spermists were crying.
I kept warning myself not to surrender to pleasure, but I had already won the pleasure, knowing that it was just my sane struggle.
With the influence of many insects, I was finally conquered by my weakness and ignored the guilt in my heart
I wrapped my entire penis warmly with my sister's panties, which felt so smooth and tender, and my sister's body fragrance also filled my forehead.
Thinking of this pair of underwear once worn by my sister, it was the girl who had just opened her white legs and was facing me as if no one was around. My hands were rubbing against my back.
Ah‧‧‧‧When using my sister’s underwear like this, why does it feel like she is having sex with her sister?
This doesn't work...Isn't this becoming incest?
This‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧
I have ever experienced such a masturbation method and the supreme satisfaction it brings both physical and mental aspects.
This is like a spring dream, that different super refreshing feeling is really something I never get tired of trying, and it can't be removed in my heart
Although I was very conflicted and my conscience kept blaming me, and defiling my sister's private clothes so much was equivalent to insulting my pure sister, this experience inadvertently triggered the human guilt hidden in the darkness of my heart.
From that day on, when I was at home, I stole my sister's underwear to enhance my masturbation joy. I was so addicted to this pleasure of crime that I couldn't help myself.
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You can't use your sister's underwear to masturbate, you can't use your sister's underwear to masturbate...‧ I say these important words to myself three times every day to reflect on my heart and keep my dick in mind
It’s a pity that humans are concerned about many things. After the first time, they are like eating forbidden fruits and breaking through the heart disorder. They are no longer a taboo, and they are as hard to extricate themselves as if they are addicted to drugs.
My sister's pants are just a piece of cloth, and I don't understand what magic it has, but its shadow cannot be worn away in my mind, making me love it. My heart has been completely captured by my sister's close clothes.
It is such a pleasant thing to take my sister's slippery underwear, and it is the greatest happiness in my life
I know that if my sister discovered that I was so perverted and used semen to defile her private underwear, it would definitely be a nuclear explosion-level disaster, but I was eventually defeated by the pleasure of the fetish.
After each ejaculation, I swear that this was the last time, but within three days, I couldn't help but break my vow and continued to use my sister's underwear to moisten.
Whenever my sister went out, I put down my moral norms and sneaked into her boudoir, opened the drawer in the wardrobe, and saw the girls' pants everywhere, and was in a very happy mood.
I am like a child who finds my favorite toy. I can't put down my sister's underwear. If I don't secretly use it to play with it that day, I will feel itchy all day long if I don't use it secretly.
In addition, the excitement of doing some evil things that she would never forgive was made me unable to stop.
But I didn't expect that there was a sky outside my sister's wardrobe. It also hid some things that were more powerful than pants, which could bring me greater surprises.
That day, my sister was rushing out in shorts and stockings, and she met me in the hall.
My hands accidentally touched her thighs. The smooth touch of the stockings panties reached my brain from my fingertips, and my lower body became hard.
The devil's voice sounded in my heart: Anyway, my sister has just left and will not come back for the time being, so why not go to her room and find these cute and slippery stockings to play with? I was distracted and experienced a battle between good and evil in my heart, my inner beast finally destroyed my morality.
With a complex mentality of both expectation and self-blame, I broke into my sister's boudoir and searched her wardrobe filled with all kinds of female underwear.
After I rummaged through the cabinet, I didn't expect to find a pair of black plaid stockings and socks that were exactly the same as my sister just wore on her body.
I was almost yelling with joy
This thing is so tempting. My heart is thumping, my hands are shaking and stroking the slippery and thin stockings. The delicate touch is really loveable.
At this moment, my cock under my crotch was about to break out, so hard that it made me feel a little painful
Driven by an uncontrollable sexual impulse, I took off my pants and wrapped my iron rod tightly with my sister's young stockings, and smelled the completely different slippery feeling.
This supreme enjoyment made my glans slightly seep out of some liquid that I don’t know if it was urine or semen, as if I was preparing to shoot at any time.
I couldn't help but rub my penis with my stockings, and my soft stockings stroked my life. This wonderful feeling was so wonderful that I had reached orgasm in seconds.
I could not resist the surging desire. The dick twitched, and the scorching semen shot straight out of the distance three feet away... This was an extremely unforgettable and wonderful experience
I wonder if other men have ever experienced this kind of pleasure?
At first, when I was playing with my sister's personal clothes, I was a little hesitant.
In my consciousness, I knew that this was an abnormal special habit, and I also understood that it was wrong to do so, but I was just too poisoned!
The wardrobe in my sister's room was like a bottomless abyss, and I accidentally fell into it and could never leave
This is simply a Pandora's box, it will be addictive once it is opened
But this is not over yet!
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A few days later, my sister was wearing a short skirt and flesh-colored stockings, sitting on the sofa and slid her phone intently, not paying attention to closing her feet tightly.
And I happened to be sitting opposite her, and my eyes were naturally attracted by the beautiful scenery inside her short skirt.
My sister's whole pair of transparent flesh-colored socks and even the white underwear at the root of the socks were clearly visible to me.
My guilt towards my sister was suddenly extinguished
Because of the temptation in front of you, it’s so exciting!
Is this something that no men can resist?
I took a deep breath, and I was able to boldly peep at girls at such a close distance, and the partner was my sister who was very familiar with me day and night. Such exciting behavior was the first time in my life that I had lived for more than 20 years.
Fortunately, my sister stood up and left the sofa, otherwise I was afraid that she would continue like this, and the next day I would go to the social news page and become the defendant of incest.
I really used my extremely strong will to prevent a sexual violence incident!
Of course, I still miss the white triangle under my sister's skirt afterwards. I thought I could see it more
That day, my sister was not at home, and I heard the wardrobe in my sister's room beckoning to me, shouting loudly, luring me into the room: If you want to see my sister's skirt so much, it is better to just put on my sister's short skirt, stockings and underwear by yourself. Then you become my sister, and you can see the scenery under her skirt at multiple angles? The intertwined desire and guilt made me, who could not control my inner impulse, involuntarily bring into my sister's room, and I couldn't help but take it into my sister's room.
The moment I opened the wardrobe, a wide range of girls' clothes came into my eyes, making my heart thrill as usual
I tiptoed out my sister's black tight short skirt, which was the kind of super short mini narrow skirt that just covered her hips.
I was extremely excited inside, but at the same time I was also very conflicted, and I felt that the more I played, the more I tasted, the heavier the taste!
However, under the influence of sexual desire, I comforted myself with ridicule: It is not the first time I have stolen my sister's clothes to shoot. In fact, as long as I enjoy it myself, it doesn't matter what method I use, it doesn't matter what method I use.
I walked to the mirror and slowly put on my sister's skirt tremblingly.
The material of a girl's skirt is different from that of a boy's pants
It feels completely different when worn. The crotch is empty, and I always feel like something is missing.
That kind of experience is completely different from wearing boys' clothing
I looked around in front of the mirror, but I felt that the person in the mirror was all my sister no matter how you look at it!
The difference between her and her usual sister was that the obvious evil ball was bulging in front of her tight skirt.
I quickly found my sister's pure white underwear and put her feet in it.
My sister's underwear is obviously tighter than that of boys, and it is silky and smooth
I pulled my underwear up, and it tied up the disobedient little brother.
Then I put on my sister's stockings and socks
The first time I put on stockings and stockings, my lower body suddenly became hot, and then the strong itchy feeling from my second child
I was conquered by this wonderful feeling, all my legs were smooth and silky, and the tight feeling made my little brother harder
Fortunately, the strong elasticity of the silk pantyhose barely pressed the appearance of my private parts into a flat shape, making it impossible to see the male flaws.
I looked at the girl in the mirror, but I didn't expect that driven by desire, I was so perverted that I put on my sister's skirt and stockings.
But my sister's skirt, underwear and silk pants seemed to be given life, causing my body to react unexpectedly.
At this moment, I was overwhelmed by the indescribable satisfaction and pleasure that I had produced from my lower body Cute, so happy that I completely ignored the guilt that blasphemed my sister in my mind.
I remembered my original intention of peeping, and walked to the mirror that fell to the ground.
I squatted down, spread my legs to the maximum, so that my eyes could appreciate the scenery inside my sister's skirt in the mirror.
She in the mirror, so disregarded her demeanor, must be a lewd girl
So I pulled up the bitch's skirt, put my hand into her pantyhose and underwear, and stroked the private area in the center of her legs
My heart began to get confused: the pitiful girl in the mirror was obviously being played with by someone unscrupulously, and her face also showed a shameful expression due to being blasphemed; while the boy who was excited outside the mirror felt that he was playing with the lower body of the pure sister who had been raised in a short skirt, building the happiness he had never had before on his sister's humiliation.
Is I a man or a woman at this moment, am I enjoying pleasure or being humiliated?
These identities and feelings that cannot and should not coexist in parallel force me to face the dark side of my heart, and also drive me to rub my lower body faster and faster with my hands.
As my little brother was about to lose his feet, I suddenly thought that I could not leave any liquid on my sister's underwear, otherwise she would find me stealing her clothes to do these dirty things, and I would be dead.
So I tried to resist the urge to ejaculate, and immediately knelt down, and took off my underwear and stockings to my knees.
Ah, ah! My whole body was trembling, and my penis became thick and hard as it had ever been. In an instant, it sprayed streams of thick white liquid like a spring, drawing beautiful parabolas
After a while, the ground was filled with a lot of semen
I will never forget this day, this is the first time I have put on women's clothing to ejaculate
The comfort of girls' clothing, the shame of boys wearing girls' skirts, and the guilt of using their sister to make sexual fantasies bring me an indescribable and incredible perfect joy
I am really grateful: the existence of my sister, as well as the hundreds of pieces of lingerie, silk stockings, tops, skirts, etc. in her closet, are definitely God's gift to me
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I know my sister doesn't agree with my extremely ridiculous approach, but for the sake of next Monday's internship (or for an open and upright opportunity, can I wear my sister's skirt every day?
I'm not sure either!
﹞I bit the bullet and knocked on my sister's door, intending to beg, hoping that she would lend a helping hand to me
The door opened, but my sister changed into a formal work suit
When I think of my skirt, stockings, underwear, and bra, I feel so disgusting! How can a girl dare to wear what a boy has worn? My sister's face showed a very embarrassing look: I'll see what dresses I plan to discard, and I'll give them to you to wear them for the past six weeks. I feel relieved. My sister is willing to give me a dress. I'm so happy that I can't describe how happy my sister is to give me a dress.
At this time, I looked at the skirt on my sister's body. I recognized it. I just walked through it the day before yesterday and fired two shots in a row.
If this happened to my sister, would she go crazy?
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