 
Balletlover - Balletmania
written by Seamless at on 22.08. at 04:55:39 For me, I was my bedroom sitting atop the bed. My girlfriend had just left the house with my mother to do some shopping. I became overwhelmed with the desire to be encased in Lycra. So, I went to my closet to find my favorite red unitard. Before I knew it, I was totally covered, just me and my unitard. I ran downstairs to the living room where I could move about the wide open floor, stretching, watching myself in the mirror, etc. Suddenly, the front door clicked. Oh no, they were coming back! But I couldn't flee. I had nowhere to go. The couch was stuck against the wall. Nothing to hide behind. The front door opened. I froze. Standing there, clad in red Lycra from neck to toe. And the anxiety fueled excitement, my member stiffening rapidly. I heard voices in the foyer. Any moment, they would step into the living room and see me. I'm standing RIGHT THERE in the living room, against the far wall, staring in horror at my girlfriend and mother talking to each other, not noticing me. But any second. Stiffened some more. Unitard seemed to squeeze me in fear, adding to the intensity. A slight glance from my girlfriend. Her head whips back, doing a double-take. Both sets of eyes now on me, widening. Ahh!!! Throb, throb, tingle, tingle--splllllllllewt!! I explode in my unitard, gushing all over in the gaze of astounded looks. And then I awoke. I was completely nude (thankfully!), but had to change the sheets. ;-) ~Seamless~ Answers to this message:
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