Pretty Pink Sparkly Stuff

Daddy's Little Whore

You Know You Want It!

I know that I want it.  I like it and I want more of it.  To be dressed completely as a girl and have my lipstick smeared by an assailant it such an erotic moment.  To passively receive a tongue probing my mouth and caressing the backside of my teeth, all while feeling every inch of my body encased in feminine finery drives me wild.  And to feel sweet kisses on the back side of my neck as my partner’s hands run up and down my hairless body…WOW…It’s so incredible!

YES yes yes, I want it.  To be honest, it has always been my wife who was the aggressive kisser when I have been femmed up.  You might wish that I had experience as a girl with a guy and would write about that.  I’d be lying if the thought never crossed my mind, multiple times…over and over again.  In fictional writing or captions I have relayed stories of such encounters.  Don’t judge.  I’m entitled to fantasies while remaining faithful.

So you tell me, tell my audience, why do you want to be kissed as a girl?  I promise, we don’t judge, but please keep it to being kissed.  Lets leave the carrot caressings and doughnut hole fillings to the other blogs.

Tell what you think, sweeties,