"Any ladies or couples want to share/create stories/fantasies about crossdressing or crosssdressers as opposed to television and compact discs xx"
my story starts a couple of nights ago, I had decided that I need a night out, on Saturday evening, and wonted to go to Southampton to check out a venue, I asked a female friend to come along with me, and she said that would be cool and a great idea. so Saturday comes and I get let down, somethings come up and shes meant to be somewhere else. Typical.
So i can stay in or go out? I'm going out iv been out dressed before its not to hard to do, so after about 45 mins getting prepared and looking attractive,I had decided on a short red fluffy jumper dress, a crotchless fishnet tights, and a pair of leggings if its too cold? or I'm not brave enough to get my legs out?
So I drive the short distance over and find a place to park up, I remove the leggings, feeling brave and put on my high heels, and lock up the car.
The venue is quite a large place with a dance floor, DJ, outside area, its all here, a lot of alternative looking people, all looking happy and enjoying themselves. I head for the overcrowded small bar, and finally make it through and a couple of blokes move aside. Then I feel a hand straight on my arse, I try to see but its so overcrowded the hand squeezes my bum then pats it, and lets go as i order my drink, I make sure my bum is covered fully. and hold my dress down, I turn around to try and see who that was, but no one around my looks too suspicious. i turn and pay for the drink and then feel there hand again. Dam I now wish i had worn my leggings!. I leave the bar area and head for the outside smoking area, and get chatting to some people out there, and I'm chatting to this couple who are curious to why i dress and are happy to listen and chat. they then offer my another drink and we head in to the dance floor, This is turning out to be a great evening, we all have a bit of a dance, great times and smiling. So the evening speeds on and i decide another drink () and a bottle of water would be nice now to cool off abit. Now to try and get back to the overcrowded bar.
I wait patiently and manage to get a little closer to the bar, then this biggish bloke to my right puts his hand on my bum and pushes my in a tiny space, sandwiching me between him and the bar, as he pushes me with one hand, I feel his other hand slips straight up my dress front and grips firmly around my penis, I look directly in to his eyes, lost for words and trying to speak! when he squeezes it a couple of times. looking back at me as if to say "What you gona do about it?" The barman shouts over to me, asking what i wont? Oh NO, I can feel my cock getting fermin his grasp... the barman calls over at me again, asking what I wont, I reply and bottle of water please, I can feel my penis betraying me as this big chap starts to firmly rub my shaft, with positive meaningful strokes, all totally out of site of any one around, Oh my god this is an amazing feeling its not going to be long before im brought off, I know i cant walk away from the bar with this sticking out in front of me, I can already feel my pelvic muscles contractin, I can feel the heady build up to what will be a mighty orgasm. So i turn a little and nuzzle close in to his neck and turn my body close in to him (while holding two drinks stability) and tell him exactly how much im enjoying what hes doing to me. and that I wont to see his cock! with his spare hand he loosens his belt and jeans, then pulls his pants forward, allowing me to look down and see his cock hard in his tiny girly knickers.... I just cum, repeatedly shooting over his cock and in to his beautiful underwear!!! my legs buckle a little and the guy tries to supports me I drop the bottle of water, he lets go of me and swiftly pulls his trousers together. and some one on the other side of my turns asks if im OK, apparently I look very pale. Maybe I should go and sit down?
|
