My Steamy Story: I am a cross dresser shopping at the mal...

My Story Time:

Okay, so spill the tea bestie. I was that girl at the mall, high-key living my main character fantasy, browsing the bougiest lingerie section, trying to find something that would make my pussy pop, ya know? This absolute icon of a woman, let's call her Chloe, glides over. Total drip, total vibe. She clocked my shopping basket full of sheer tights and lace bodysuits immediately and just smirked. "Looking for a little extra something, sweetheart?"

OMG, my heart was literally pounding. I was like, "Low-key trying to glow up my sissy game, period." She didn't even blink, just linked her arm in mine and said, "Let's get you sorted, girl." She led me to a private fitting room, her hand lingering on the small of my back. The second that curtain closed, her energy shifted. She pinned me against the mirror, her voice a husky whisper. "Let's see what we're working with."

Her fingers were so sure as she unzipped my skirt, letting it pool at my feet. "Such a pretty little sissy," she breathed, her hand sliding into my panties to cup my smooth, shaved cock and balls. I moaned, my knees buckling as she started to stroke me, her other hand groping my ass through the silky fabric. "You're going to be my perfect project," she purred, her thumb circling the head of my dick until I was literally shaking. I came so hard, my cum spilling over her elegant fingers. She just smiled, bringing them to her lips. "We're going to have so much fun." Iconic.