Having developed a taste for driving while dressed, giving the truckers an occasional cheap thrill as well as having to pull in to lay-by's and other parking areas when the call of nature required me to stop, I became accustomed to being approached. I was never a shy girl once my initiation years had given me the confidence to be seen. The late seventies into the eighties, without the ability we have these days of the Internet and mobile phones to arrange impromptu meets, it was always a little bit of a nervous moment stepping out of the protective cover of the car.
I'd driven from Barnard Castle to Darlington, having been entertained for a few hours in the company of an established acquaintance. He had given me everything with regards sexual activity but I hadn't cum myself. That's not an unusual situation as I rarely use my male parts when I'm in girl mode. Get used to it guys, I play at being the girl, it's not necessary for me to ejaculate to have a good time.
The weather wasn't too good, bit of intermittent drizzle and quite breezy when I pulled up. One wagon parked up so I pulled up leaving several yards between me and the front of his unit.
Black stockings with black suspenders and pants, male bits secured tightly in the crotch of my pants as usual, short red wrap skirt, white blouse, heels. I was happy, comfortable and feeling sexy. Ready for some more fun. Only me and the wagon.
I sat for 15 minutes, strocking my legs, crotch, nipples.
Stepping out of my car, the breeze, as hoped, lifted my skirt. Pulling the skirt back into place, having exposed everything I had to offer, I proceeded to the boot and took out a bottle of water. I popped the bonnet, again the skirt lifted by another gust of wind. Opening the bonnet and pretending that there was a problem, "Do you need a hand miss" the wagon driver, interest piqued,
"Err, No not really. There is a small leak on the radiator and I have to top it up. It's booked in for a repair tomorrow."
As I went to pull the bonnet down again my skirt lifted again. Awkward with a bottle in one hand and a boot lid in the other. Perfect gent. "Here, I'll take care of the bonnet. Give me the bottle".
"Thankyou" says I, turning to return to the drivers door. "Your a gent. Once the engines cooled I'll get on my way". Holding my hand out for the bottle.
"Why don't you come to my rig. It's warmer in there. I have a flask of coffee too, if you'd like to join me".
"I'm not sure, really" I replied. Again having to take control of my skirt.
"Come on" he insisted "fifteen minutes. We can chat a while. I'm not going to do anything to upset you".
I chuckled "oh that's a shame, I thought my luck was in. OK, let my grab my hand bag and I'll join you".
He climbed into his rig as I gathered my bag. He opened his drivers door, come round this way, it's a bit easier to access the cab.
He opened the flask as I chambered across onto the passenger seat. Handing me the coffee he climbed into the drivers seat.
I crossed my legs and sat back in the seat as I used both hands to sip the drink. Pulling the sun visor down "my goodness" I exclaimed,"what a mess". I put the cup down, reached for my bag and proceeded to brush my hair back to normality before reapplying my lovely red lipstick. "There, that's better" reviewing myself in the mirror again.
"Do you usually help girls having problems in a lay-by" I asked.
"Your not the first transvestite to take my fancy sweetheart". You are very very good I must say. The stockings and suspenders alone were enough but you are very smart. Delicious in fact. Where have you been this morning?" He enquired.
I'd finished my coffee, feeling confident that my friend was TV friendly I proceeded to give the full details of my morning encounter.
"Wow" he exclaimed in reply to being told I'd been fucked three times, once fully clothed, once having been stripped of my skirt and blouse and finally, having been taken outside, on a reclined sunbed then having to take the guy orally, swallowing his cum before leaving the property. Three hours of being used as a girl.
"And I will, at some point, want to cum myself before heading home". I said, looking him in the eyes.
"Do you like taking it anally then" he asked, still staring into my eyes.
"When I'm in girl mode and a guy wants to pay me that ultimate compliment of penetrating me, then, yes I do, very much"
He leaned over, I sat back, putting his hand on my thigh, he kissed me. As the kiss continued his hand opened my skirt, I uncrowded my legs and allowed access to my inner thighs and crotch. The kiss stopped, he looked me in the eyes as he unbuttoned my blouse slipped his hand onto my breast and tweaked my exposed nipple. I gasped "oh yes".
Pulling away he said remove your skirt and lean over the bunk.
His eyes devoured me as, doing as requested, my skirt dropped to the floor, I bent over the bunk and prepared myself for another cock.
He was very good, continuing once fully inside me, to ride at a constant pace before inevitably cumming, grunting and groaning as he spent himself.
As he tidied himself up I pulled on my skirt and fastened only the lower buttons on my blouse. Sitting back in my seat, grinning and feeling pleased with myself "thankyou for that" I said as I reapplied my lippy again.
"Thankyou dear lady, that was tremendous, it really was. But, you said you needed to cum, how are you going to manage that" he enquired.
"I'll go to my car, sit cross legged, take on a bit of stimulant, then work my inner thigh muscles and I will then cum into my knickers".
Leaning down to pick my bag. "Can't you do that here" he asked "I'd like to watch that".
Opening my bag I took out the small bottle, inhaled it as I crossed my legs. As the buzz started to send me a hot flush, I closed my eyes. I opened my blouse exposing my breast and started to rub my nipple as I started to work my crotch muscles. He saw what I was doing, slipped his hand into my blouse and continued to stroke. I opened my eyes looked into his as I took another pull, going instantly relaxed again. As I slipped down in the seat slightly he kissed me again. That did it. I came, and when the climax was subsiding, I actually came again. "Oh jeez" I whimpered. "You can come again sweet man".
Just to satisfy his curiosity he moved my legs apart slightly and stroking his hand into my crotch felt the soaked crotch of my knickers.
I love driving while being a girl.
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