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Life as a T-Girl Paert 12
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Life as a T-Girl Paert 12 I have basically cruised in most of Seattle. Except Rainer Valley, one place I now I would have problems. But I did have a car date in Seward Park with a guy that lived in Renton. I met him on-line on another site for men looking to date TV’s. One of only three successful hook-up’s I might add. Alloccuring before my first time of having penetration sex. . I told you of one where I met the guy during the day at his work. ‘The second was the tryst I had at Seward Park. Not much to say other than we did have a great time. I sucked. He blew. He got what he wanted and I sucked him. The third a man that had me visit him several times in a motel room down in Tukwila, also during the day. On Sunday afternoons’ of all days of the week, and during the day too! I still am not comfortable to get out during the day. But for the right man I might make an exception or two. On those days that we met, I have a normal routine. Wake-up of course. Shower and shave. Then get dressed as much as I can. I would put on my Bra, Panties, Stockings and belt. I would apply my foundation and set with power. Put on some mascara.. Then cover it all up in jeans, tennis shoes and a hoodie. And as I did for the other daylight dates, I would carry my blouse, skirt, purse, and whatever else I needed in a carry-on bag to the car. I would then find a place not really close but somewhere along the way were the hoodie came off and the blouse would go on. Fix my eye make-up, including false eyelashes. Earrings Necklace rings and a bracelet or two on each wrist. After bushing my hair out I would put it on in the car and check myself out in either my compact or the rearview mirror. The tricky part was getting my skirt on. I would climb out of my car and while standing outside exposed to anyone that happened by, Pull my skirt over my jeans. Lift the skirt. Unzip the pants and pull them down along with the skirt. I would than tray to balance on the street to remove my jeans from my legs and teetered as I put on my heels. This sounds like some operation, and to a point it was, but it got easier and easier the more I did it. The same could be said when I had to it in reverse t go home. Removing the make-up was the hard part. I use “Oil of Olay” make-up removing pads. Like they say, one does it all! The last thing I did was put on my nails. I used “Lee” or “Kiss” Press-on nails. Size; short and flat. Thank the Lord for those asking for larger and flat artificial nails. My nails just do not arch as most women’s do! They took awhile to put on but as long as they stayed on . . . they were worth the hassle. All dressed now, as Always, I feel so feminine and sexy in my heels and skirt. I smoked cigarette. Anyways, I would then drive down the freeway to the motel and find his room. Fortunately, the room clerk gave him a room on the west side away for the others checked-in. He had always taken a room on the second floor but I asked if he could get one on the ground floor. I had been running later than I had hoped for. I always have a problem with time when I get all dressed. I knocked on the door primping my hair as I waited for him to answer. This was our first time meeting and I was getting nervous. He did not respond. So I knocked again. Then again. I know motel rooms are not that big but I was starting to get mad. Was I being doped by another flake? My answer came as this car pulled up. When I had called to say I was running late. He had thought the same thing. That I was leading him on so he had driven the Southcenter Mall for something to eat. He opened the door and invited me in asking for me to have a seat pointing to the sofa. I stayed put by the door as he pour us a drink. He came back and put them on the table, as every room has in America by the door has, and took hold of me. Wrapping both arms around me, and kissed. We kissed with tongues’ probing each other’s mouth as if it was the end of the world! He danced me to the sofa nearby. He held me tight but comfortable in his arms. I wanted him to hold me like this forever. I did not want to sit down. That would mean I would not feel his body so close to mine! He sat me down and retrieved our drinks then sat next to me. Our eyes locked and we kissed again. He had an arm draped over the back of the couch. His fingers were slowly, evenly, brushing my shoulders and hair in small circular motions. With just his fingers, he was revving my motor and I purred in his ear. Drawing me closer so our noses touched then we talked about nothing really Just little, small things at first. Then to my surprise, he removed my blouse. I never felt him, or saw him, unbutton my blouse. But he was good at what he did! I rubbed his cock and buffed him as he stood up. I was fascinated at how he removed my blouse and his cock felt so good I wanted him badly. He stood in front of me spreading my legs and undid his pants. I reached to his beltline and pulled them down solely. I wanted to see him as his very hard cock would appear. And even through his shorts I knew I was going to enjoy him very much! I saw his wonderful manhood budge screaming t be released form it cotton confines’ and gave it it’s freedom even though it was so short in tike. I took it right into my mouth licking an sucking as if it was fragile sugar candy. It was not long before we had a rhythm going as he enjoyed fucking my face. In and out his cock traveled from my lips to my throat. Mmm, it was going well and I was enjoying the feel and taste. Every once in a while he would remove his cock from the confines’ of my mouth and slap my face as I tried to regain his elusive cock to suck on him more. My lipstick rig telling me I would eventually get him back. I had slid to the floor on my knees and he helped me to stand. I fought him for a time because I did not wish to give him up. He got me to my feet and lifted my skirt only the bury it between my legs. He then pulled my skrit off helping step out of them and just as quick we lost our balance with him pulling me dow onto the bed on top of him. At first I was not sure if he had planned for this or if it had been an accident. But there is one thing I was sure of it was very enjoyable to be laying on top of him with my legs spread and his manhood probing my nether region. Soon I was the one grinding on him. Wishing and wanting him to roll me over to my back and take me. Soon I was between his legs sucking him. Several times he had my stop. I knew he was close but apparently he did not want to blow his load. Or so I thought for him it was too soon. So we rolled and tossed on the bed. Him on top of me dry fucking as I wished he would enter me. Me laying on top of him stoking his cock outside with my pussy. Soon I was back sucking him and just as quick he was pulling out of my mouth. He would me for a while then just lie on top of me with me begging for him to fuck me. At this point remember I had not been fucked yet but I so desperately wanted him to take me. I sucked and we necked. I would suck some more and he would just get to the point of almost exploding and as we did before he had me back off. I had no idea of how long we had been at it. It could have been for twenty minutes. . Or it could have been a few hours. All I know I was truly wanting him to cum in me! About this time his alarm went off and he said he had to go meet is for dinner. I looked as disappointed as I could. Thinking maybe one more time I could suck him off. Maybe he would actually take me and make me his woman. Or maybe get a dinner invite too. He told me I needed to get dressed and I would have to leave. Reluctantly I crawled out of bed. Gathered my clothes, surprised I was still wearing my heels. Grabbed my purse off the sofa and went to the vanity where I deposited all before heading into the bathroom. I was still sitting on the toilet when he walked in to shower and I thought maybe, just maybe, I could get him to blow one at least once or at least have him take me! I wanted him soo bad! That thought ended as he climbed in the shower. Just for spite, I flushed the toilet while he was under the water. I had just finished getting dressed with newly applied make-up and was brushing my hair when he stepped out. He held me in his arms as I smelled his hair and skin. It was so fresh. So clean. Sooooo much did I want him and he must have known. He handed me my lipstick. But before I could put it on he kissed me one last time asking with so much passion I asked him to fuck me right then and now! Instead, to see me the next time he came to Seattle, I told him I would love to be with him again. He promised next time he would be willing so long as I wouldn’t be as late as I was. I pit my lipstick on and he walked me to my car. After I got in and before he closed the door he gave me a last kiss. One that would have to hold me until the next time we got together. He waited until I drove away. I was felling so horny! I wanted a man so much. On the way home I drove my usual spots even in the daylight I did not care! I just wanted a man to cum! We met several times afterwards and they all were the same. I would sick. He would about to explode and we would have to back off. I thought maybe because we were bare back all those times. But even after I showed him I had rubbers it was all the same. I still have his number but I have not called him since. I half expect him to call but he never has Life is short and I like who I am! |
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1 post 3/13/2015 4:42 pm |
WOW... you are a great story teller. I am absolutely SHOCKED that he didn't call you or even take you up on your offer! Did you finally find someone to take you in the manner that a woman of your beauty deserves?
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Thank You to those that have replied! I love my journey so far. And so far I have not found a man that is willing or able to date me as a woman. Many of the prospects are mad because I refuse to top! That is their problem! I started telling my story in Erotic Storyies section of the magazine. So sometimes I will go into greater detail of the sex. Becuase, at times, the sex is a huge part of my story I LoVe you All !  Life is short and I like who I am!
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