I am such a slut..........8
I am such a slut..........8
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I had spent the late afternoon and early evening preparing myself, getting myself ready for my first date. A date with a man who I had met on the internet. Craigslist. We had talked on the phone and traded pictures. Me dressed as a woman of course. He was a white man, early forties. Somewhat handsome. Mostly indescribable. Average build. Average weight. Average Average. But the picture he sent me of his cock was wonderful. About seven inches. thick. cut. It made me so very hungry. And here I now stood in the hotel room, with my makeup on, my hair done, perfumed and dressed. A white pushup bra and lace panties. white thigh highs over my shaved legs. A pink dress, tight fitting....and pink high heeled pumps. I felt beautiful and wonderful. A bit high from some fairy dust. Aroused and happy. I heard the knock on the door. He was here.I walked to the door swaying my ass as a woman would and opened the door. There he stood smiling at me and carrying a shopping bag, folded at the top To my surprise he was taller than I had expected, more handsome, actually looked a bit different than the picture that he had sent me. But even more surprising was that I knew him. Yes, I knew him. Not well, but I did recognize him from our community. Couldn’t tell you his name, but we definitely knew people in common and I knew that he was married and had c***dren. Two, maybe three. Teens, early twenties. This caught me by surprise, but heightened my arousal. Here not only was I going to be taken, but by someone that I knew. In my makeup and dress and, well, I really had changed my look, he did not recognize me at all. All the better, all the more exciting. He stepped into the room and we closed the door. He reached out first to shake my hand, but as I stepped forward to greet him, he pulled me c lose to him and gave me a kiss on my cheek. …..and again…..and then our lips met for our first kiss. Just a warm soft kiss and oh, it felt so good. I was so aroused. I stepped into the room and we began to talk and he opened the bag and pulled out a bottle of vodka, grey goose, and some coke……and two glasses. He asked me if I would like a drink and I told him that vodka on ice would be wonderful. He fixed us two and we toasted to our evening and kissed again. He told me how pretty I looked, how sexy, and that he had been looking forward to this since we had first talked. He asked me if I liked to get a little high and smiling at him, he proceeded to take care of that for both of us. We exchanged small talk in the process and he told me what part of town he lived in, which I already knew and I lied to him and told him some area that I lived in. tee hee. As we now sat on the couch next to each other, I felt his body close to mine. He leaned over and kissed me, a more passionate kiss this time, Deeper. Hungrier. I knew that we had a wonderful evening in store. As he kissed me his hand touched upon my stockinged leg and hip and he drew me closer to him. It was no time to be shy and I held him back, placing my hand upon his chest and as we kissed, I let it drift down to his crotch, to his cock. I could feel it getting hard through his trousers. It felt so good in my hand. I felt so in control. I rubbed it and squeezed it and it grew in my hand. As he kissed me he began whispering in my ear what he was going to do to me. He told me that he liked girls like me. That he liked how feminine and sexy we were. From his words it was apparent that he had been with several women like me. I smiled to myself as I thought how surprised those in our community would be if they only knew. He then asked me to undo his trousers for him. I couldn’t unbuckle his belt fast enough or pull down his zipper quick enough. I was so hungry for him. I placed my manicured hand inside his pants and proceeded to rub his cock through his underwear and feeling it grow to its full size. It was as he had said, as the picture had shown. There was nothing average about it. I proceeded to pull it out, it almost sprung out. So big. So hard. I couldn’t wait to taste it, but I wanted him to tell me to. As I rubbed and as we kissed and as he kissed my neck, he said to me, almost ordered me, to suck his cock. That is what I had been waiting for. I placed my hand upon his chest and leaned him back into the corner of the couch, and shimmying my ass up I lowered my head to his crotch and kissed the head of his cock with my pink lipsticked lips. I gently kissed the shaft before placing the head of his cock in my mouth. I slowly and softly began to suck his cock, up and down, rubbing his balls, kissing his shaft. His moans told me how much he was enjoying this. The smell of his cologne and his manhood was intoxicating. I was living my dream. Dressed as a woman, a sexy woman, and satisfying a man. Up and down I went on his shaft with my lips, allowing his cock to hit the back of my throat. My manicured fingers teasing his balls and gently rubbing his cock. I stopped for a moment and sitting up, I grabbed both sides of his trousers and underpants and pulled them down over his hips as he kicked off his shoes. I asked him if I could take his pants off and hang them and he complied,which is what I did, walking across the room, swaying my ass for him and hung his trousers. When I turned around, he had rmoved his shirt and socks as well and stood before me naked.....and hard. I walked back across the room towards him, took a sip of my drink and a little of the fairy dust laid out on the desk, kissed him again and again, rubbed his nipples and proceeded to lower myself to my knees in front of him, his hard thick beautiful cock now right in front of me. The night was just beginning and I was going to be the woman that I had dreamed of.