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By *andibitv OP TV/TS
over a year ago
prescot |
Here is a true story about my first time meeting a trucker in his cab at a nearby truck stop.
I was on my own with house to myself for the night & decided to get myself ready & see if I could arrange to meet someone. Quite often after doing this the night peters out into nothing with no meeting.
I showered, shaved & dried myself. Moisturised all over with baby lotion & started by fastening my black suspender belt, slipped into sheer natural stockings & out on a pair of lacy black panties. Fastened matching black bra & padded it out to give the illusion of a firm pair of 34d boobs. I stepped into a tight black mini dress that just covered my stocking tops & then started on my make up.
Plenty of foundation, dark smokey eyeshadow & eyeliner & lashings of thick black mascara. Finished off bright red lipstick & blusher on my cheeks. Decided on my blonde wig & put it on. Brushed it into place & added lots of hairspray to keep it in place.
Picked out a pair of my boots, black high heeled that came over my knees. Turned & looked in the mirror & was happy that I'd created the look I so often desire when looking at a girl. Blonde, tight dress & boots.
Next to find someone who I could enjoy being Mandi with for the night.
I was lusting after meeting a guy, someone who would appreciate the effort I had gone to, someone who would touch me, hold me caress my legs & explore my body whilst I explored his.
I opened a bottle of poppers & took a long sniff. The feeling of wanton lust & desire took me over. I needed a cock tonight.
Within a few minutes of logging on to another website im on, I had struck up a conversation with an out of town trucker who was parked up just 15 minutes drive from where I lived. I took another sniff of popper & agreed to meet him.
I checked my make up, put together what I would need in my handbag ( poppers, hairbrush, lippy, condoms, blusher & tissues) & then put in my coat. I chose one that came just above the knee so that my short dress & stocking tops didn't show. I wasn't sure how far I might have to walk to find the right lorry & I didn't want other truckers to realise what I was.
I peeped through my curtains. It was dark but I wanted to make sure there was no one walking past outside my house as I walked from my front door to my car.
The cost was clear so I opened the front door & stepped outside. I locked my front door & headed to my car which was parked on the road outside my house.
The feeling of the cold air on my stocking clad legs & the click click of my heels on the pavement gave me such an adrenalin rush. I was outside, out of the comfort of my own home, in public, dressed a slut. Only another T Girl will understand the feeling this gives you.
I got into my car, the interior lights came on & because I was feeling so horny I applied more lippy in the mirror. Almost hoping someone would see me. I started the car, out in my seat belt, opened my coat so that my stocking tops were on show & drive off to meet my date. |
