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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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I’d always been attracted to Tgirls but had never done anything about it. I thought it was high time that I did. I’d joined a well known website beginning with f and ending in s in the hope of chatting to people before taking the plunge. Somewhat trepidatious about meeting someone at home or at their place, I decided to visit a club as I thought that would be a more relaxed experience.
I found an afternoon listed at a club in Lancashire not that far from where I was then living and resolved to go there that weekend. To say that I was nervous is an understatement. I was terrified. I’d decided I wanted to go though and I was determined to make the trip. I had a shower and a shave and put on some smart but casual attire, made sure I was smelling nice and got in my car for the relatively short drive to the club.
I parked up in the car park and nerves kicked in again. What was I doing? Me at a club? But I knew I wanted to do this, so with a deep breath, I got out of the car and walked up to the front door of the club and rang the bell.
After 30 seconds or so the door was answered and I was welcomed in by a tall woman who was very friendly and asked if I’d been to the club before prior to taking my entry fee. She offered to show me around and I accepted gratefully. The place was nice, with a number of common areas, a cinema area with seats arranged theatre style and a number of private rooms. The tour over, I took a drink from the bar area and sat in the lounge and observed the surroundings.
I got talking to a number of people who were very nice and I began to feel relaxed. I decided to have a walk around to see who was about. In one of the lounge rooms I struck up a conversation with Rebecca, an occasional visitor to the club, who had been working away. We chatted for a while and after sharing a mutual liking for books, favourite authors and swapping our musical tastes, she asked me what had brought me to the club.
Nervously, I told her that I had always been attracted to Tgirls and I thought it was time I did something about it. I said that I was very nervous and felt a bit intimidated by the surroundings with people about who seemed a lot more confident than me. Rebecca told me not to worry, that everyone had to start somewhere and that she for one preferred guys who weren’t ‘full of themselves’. She patted me on the arm saying “Don’t worry about being nervous. It’s natural. And it would be strange if you weren’t.”
After talking to Rebecca for a quarter of an hour or so, she asked if I fancied sitting in the cinema area for a bit. I said yes so we sat at the back in adjacent seats. I looked down at Rebecca’s stockinged legs and she looked amazing in a tight fitting black dress. She also had an amazing face and lips which I was very attracted to. “I see that you like my legs, Graham”. I said sorry for looking and Rebecca laughed saying that she loved me looking at them. “And not only my legs, love” she continued. At that she took my hand and placed it on her thigh. I felt such excitement at this and gently caressed her leg, moving my hand up her thigh to feel the stocking material. Rebecca leaned across and with me caressing her higher up her leg she kissed me. Her scent was amazing. I responded and there we were, snogging like teenagers on the back row of a cinema. I was feeling myself harden and my excitement was rising.
Rebecca moves her hand onto my thigh and started caressing me. “Well well, we are excited aren’t we, love,” she said. I told her that I couldn’t help myself and that she was very lovely. “Awwww, aren’t you lovely too,” she said. “I think we need to go and find somewhere a bit more private, don’t you? Follow me, I know just the place,” said Rebecca.
At that, she took my hand and led me to one of the separate rooms off a corridor and opened a door and ushered me inside.
(To be continued). |
