I put up a confession a few months back about walking around outside in pantyhose and Nine West pumps. I went outside for a walk again, dressed in a blue half-turtleneck, denim miniskirt, sheer black pantyhose and my favorite high heel pumps. Only this time as I was walking, the nervousness gradually went away and was replaced by another feeling as my stilletos clicked along the sidewalk - pride.
Pride at the fact that my legs look great in pantyhose and heels. Pride that men routinely have complimented my cocksucking skills. Pride that men want to drive their dicks into my ass and totally dominate me.
I love the fact that I am a limp wristed, dick draining pussy faggot. I love it when men tell me how much they want me, and how they'll use me. I won't even pretend that I fantasize about women anymore. I love that I can't go a day without fantasizing or being fucked by a dick while wearing high heels and pantyhose, and that I ONLY fantasize about dick, says just how gay I am. Lastly, I actually love the fact that I took myself out of the gene pool as soon as I put my legs into a pair of pantyhose years ago.
Now I want to be gangbanged - both in real life and on here. If you read this, I want to know exactly what you think of me, what I should do with myself, and how I should be outed as the sissy queer I am.
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