I knew a week prior that I would be able to fully dress at home and get out later for some fun with real men.
I advertised in my status and in the preceding days checking in regularly I waited.
There were no positive dates arranged, its often lots of fun just arranging things, being chatted up on line. But it builds up a desire a need. It fucks my head, its the addiction I know the feeling of and I know a lot of people enjoy that build up too. Many become regular time wasters.
I was home at 5.30 My special evening as Jill began. I got myself made up, cleaned out and dressed. I cant generally get out until I know ill not get a check up call to make sure I am still home, she knows I dress up but doesn't like me going out.
I started out feeling pretty in the new dress I recently bought.
as the evening went on I get horny. I'd played with some toys, tried on a few different outfits, I'd popped in my Doc Johnson 4 inch plug held in place with a good pair of black satin firm control panties. Purple stockings, a short flared leather skirt, polo neck top with a denim jacket and silky pink floral scarf. My outfit being adjusted for a trip out.
It got to 11 o'clock and I decided I could safely go out for a drive and see who or what I could find.
Amazingly having fished for a week, within minutes of getting in my car I had a message from a chap that was local. He asked ' could we meet now?'
Well without a doubt 'yes please'.
I told him I was in my car and ready to drive over immediately.
Lucky for me he was one of those guys that doesn't mess around. He gave me a street address next to Hampton common. I could be there in ten minutes. He texted soon after asking how long I would be. He was pleased I was already there but he was ten minutes walk away.
I sat in my car on that dark street.
I was so turned on at the thought of what was about to happen I decided to go for a walk. The street he choose was quiet, nice houses one side looking over the common, separated by a line of trees and a sturdy metal fence. I got out of my car, adjusted my clothes and began to walk along the street to a gate onto the common.
Its so delicious to be walking freely in an open park so close to real life. I lit a cigarette and walked swinging my hips feeling like a girl. A bad girl! That freedom is intoxicating. Its not easy to let go, the cigarette helps. I never smoke as a male. The feeling being exposed outside, wonderful and intensely exciting.
I saw a light across the common, it appeared to be coming towards me. Thinking it was my date I walked towards it. As my eyes got used to the dark I could see that there was a dog running ahead of the owner of the torch. Realising this wasn't my man I made my way back to the road. Watching through the hedge I saw this figure and the dog return across the park. Not so confidently I felt tingles of nervousness. I touched my legs remiding myself I was wearing stockings. Inside my stiff denim jacket my soft boobs jiggled as I cupped them. I final big drag on the remains of the cigarette had my head swimming.
My phone chirped. A txt. My date was in the road. I described my car and he found me stood slightly away from the car within the gate.
Ooh how lovely I'm 6 foot tall so a lovely surprise to find he was a little taller than me, nicely dressed in blue jeans and a lumberjack type jacket with a baseball cap.
He simply took my hand and led me back onto the common. That felt so lovely.
We didn't go more than 20 yards until he was happy with the cover afforded by the line of bushes, no words. This lovely sturdy man stood back against a tree, I kissed his cheek, he took my face and kissed back full on the lips, his tongue entered my mouth. Strong and probing his breath fresh. His big hands held me and I hugged him back. A manly hand went under my skirt and cupped my soft bulge. ( is it the solvents I whiffed that help me stay deliciously squishy and soft?) he ran a finger behind me he found I was plugged. I broke the kiss, whispering into his ear 'you can fuck me if you like sir'
'I've been drinking, not sure if I can get hard enough' he replied.
'Let me suck you'
He undid his belt and flies while I watched, 'use your hands' he asked. with one arm hugging him around the waist, I wrapped my fingers around his firm and meaty and hot dick. I realised how cold my hands must feel. He didn't mind and encouraged me to wank him a little. He continued to kiss my face off , His cock was getting bigger, he felt so big, the skin was soft almost leathery like the finest gloves, loose on the stiff muscle inside, delicious. I wanted him in my mouth, ignoring his request I dropped to my knees. The ground was dry and dusty, for a moment I was reminded my stockings were brand new.
My face was now level with his magnificent dick. He tugged his trousers down exposing all of his glorious cock and balls. Ihe took both my hands on his bare hips. Looking up at him I spoke
' Thank you sir for allowing me to have your delicious cock in my mouth' he was smiling as I leaned forward and took him into my mouth.
Oh fuck, I really do love giving a man 'head'. I began the blow job, softly mouthing the well-defined head, kissing the shaft, going down, letting him feel the back of my throat, holding it a couple of seconds, gagging, coming up for air, back down. It disgusts me a little but I lick at his hairy balls because I've read men like this, he presses my face into his groin, worried about my make up but I'm pleased he likes how it feels to push his testicles against this pretty girl's face. He must love how I am so willing to please him. I take him back into my mouth, his hand gently feels the side of my head, he is guiding our rhythm, he starts to move. My enthusiasm has given him the green light
His hips thrust a little and his dick is gently making love to my face, his thick cock sliding in and out never leaving my lips but never hitting the tonsils that provoke those uncomfortable gagging reactions.
we are pleasuring ourselves in harmony. I reach for my little bottle and use a sniff to stave off my impending orgasm. That lovely whoosh, I feel safe knowing I'll not be the first to cum. A few times he pauses, pressed firmly into my face he is holding back wanting the experience to last a little longer, there is no hurry we have all night. The heady woosh has taken me elsewhere, Im in a fairytale world of meaty cocks I am spiralling into dreamland.
My lover picks up speed, I am ready for it. I'm concentrating keeping the Rhythm going its all about him now I know my place. My brain senses a flavour change, My throat lets out a whimper for him.
A guttural groan begins in my lover's great barrel chest heaving above me. Down in the engine room his pumps gather speed and glory be the great pipe splurges forth his pent-up sauce.
I was pleased that tonight what didn't go directly into my gullet tasted pleasantly fresh. He slowed his pace and gently slid in and out of my wet mouth a few more strokes before carefully pulling out. An experienced lover, he didn't flinch away, allowing me to greedily suck and lick at his glistening glans. I was still in ecstasy.
I relaxed back onto my toes and knees looking up at this sated tower of masculinity, fumbling in my skirt I stroked myself the earlier solvent use keeping me flaccid. nice, soft and squirmy in my damp panties.
He helped me to my feet, I was feeling so gigglingly feminine and felt pleased that he wanted to hug and kiss me a little longer. He told me he enjoyed that a lot, he was keen to meet again. I thanked him for a tasty mouthful confirming I would really look forward to meeting him again.
He kissed me a final time, full contact lips to lips and then he was gone slipping through the hedge and back to his other life.
I was left feeling elated, sexy, accomplished. I walked enjoying the freedom of the night. I forced a girlish wiggle in my step as I made my way out of the park and along the street to my car.
Sat in my car I checked my phone messages, it was almost midnight. I fixed my lipstick started the engine and drove away carefully.
I should have been happy with that indeed I was but I needed more.
I made my way to Okham woods a 20 minute drive.
It was quiet there, quite a cold midweek night. maybe only five cars, a van and two contractors pick up trucks. (this is a memory before the current roadworks)
No flickering lights, no wandering figures. I didn't feel comfortable. But I was horny! I checked my phone allowing the screen to light up my face, I applied lipstick using the illuminated vanity mirror. I was shaking with lusty excitement. I got out of my car and walked across the lot, past the picnic tables and around to the back of the cafe block.
I was buzzing, I sat against the table by the bins and nudged the butt plug by rocking my hips against the hard wood bench. I just didn't care who saw.
A sniff of liquid, wow dizzy that felt really exposing, if anyone came while I was still spinning I'd be in a pickle! Gathering myself together I wandered along the dusty path into the woods. So dangerous so exciting but really there was no one to see me. I fondled myself, trying to relax I began talking to myself saying aloud to the night;
'Im jill gossard and I have a belly full of cum' and 'Im jill gossard ,Im looking for men to shag me, come on boys!'
It was fruitless but helped me feel so sexual. walking back around coming up to the rear of a line of three cars, men were sitting quietly in darkness.
I walked brazenly between the cars, I was desperate but too shy.
Walking across the open parking area was madness but I didnt care.
Back at my car I leaned against the bonnet. Pressing my butt plug and writhing about gave more a mental pleasure than physical, I felt so erotic.
I needed a man and none that could see me seemed interested. I drove across the park and parked again near the van. did my lipstick, lights on, photographed my face a few times. nothing. I drove off. turning left to the other car park.
Sitting in the dark backed into a bay for an easy escape I sat in the dark, alone . Silent. with the heater off it was cold.
I felt myself, the boobs, silky top, leather skirt, stockings. rubbing the squishy mess between my legs I wondered if I could actually get hard any more?
Headlights! the large white van had followed me. Heart racing he backed up alongside me.
Utter silence. I was mad horny, opened my door, stood up, adjusting my skirt and hair, cautiously I made my way around the back of my car. Fuck what am I doing? so excited I couldn't stop.
I leaned against the passenger door of my car. With a click his door opened slowly and he was standing next to me.
Do you want to play? I asked.
'Yeah'
'do you want to fuck?' I asked
'No'
'that's OK' I moved towards him, I put an arm round his big jacketed body, I reached his pants, track suit bottoms. he felt my boobs! I love that, 'they feel good, are they real?' that is a good way to please a girl like me.
I was already fondling the trouser snake.
'oh my god you're huge' I exclaimed I stood back a little as he flopped it over the waistband.
'thanks' he replied and he stroked himself like a porn star. He was right to be proud of this wonderful piece of joy.
'I want to suck you off' I exclaimed and dropped to my knees. looking up at him was amazing. He was actually handsome with a tidy haircut, well built, bigger than me, not fat and smelt of clean warm laundry.
I wrapped my hand around his shaft and was impressed to see enough cock at least another 3 inches of cock protruding. Id guess an honest 7 inch!
I went straight down on him as deep as I could. I felt I was using him for sex, I wanted that cock! He was gentle but pushed firmly till I gagged, held for a second and fully withdrew. I have sucked enough cock over the years to sense when its going to be enjoyable.
this lovely gent began smoothly pushing his cock in and out of my mouth. I enjoyed the playful slaps across my face before pushing back in, this was the stuff of porn films that I love and I was pleased to be able to let him do this to me. While he bounced the mega cock on my chin I exclaimed how much I loved his huge cock.
Suddenly he pulled out and lifted me to my feet. He jumped back into his van. Another car had arrived. I was so stupidly turned on I was a little disappointed that he had stopped and that I might not get to swallow him. The other car stayed at the other side perhaps 30 yards away. Sinister. I did begin to feel a bit nervous and got back into my car. The other car left. I waited. his light came on. I got out and stood by his door. he stepped out and dropped his pants immediately but pulled me to him and we kissed. his cock felt massive in my hands he was nice enough to fumble around feeling my tits and putting a hand up my skirt. hen he found the butt plug he gave it a few playful bumps pressing it into me.
'What have you got up there? bad girl!'
Somehow I found myself back on the ground and he fed his 7 inches of fat trouser snake into my soft wet mouth. I felt accomplished as I felt his bushy but manicured pubes against my nose, I must be developing better throat skills because while I couldn't breathe I was not gagging. It feels good to be so full of a mans cock!
There are so many ways to enjoy cock. This fullness and the way my whole body is reacting to this controlled lust is something I adore.
I was desperate for another mouthful of 'endorsement' this lovely man was about to let go. He sped up I was moving my whole body up and down doing my all to stimulate his penis to the point I would be filled with his spunk.
He came.
I didn't taste a bit, right into my throat he blasted his seed. The muscle pumps were amazing rippling along the shaft, then he shuddered and pulled out.
We were both gasping with the exertion and ecstasy. He thanked me ' That was great, I enjoyed that. Thanks'
A bit of small talk he wasn't hurrying away. He looked me over and told me he liked how I was dressed He asked where I'd been. I told him about Hampton common. I did say how I don't do this very often that we might never meet again. He didn't want my phone number anyway.
We got into our vehicles and I set off for home.
on my way home I stopped at one of my haunts in Esher. I got out and enjoyed mincing around my car, sitting on the bonnet playfully hoping someone would find me.
Checking my messages suddenly up pops someone I've been messaging for a while. He happens to be free right now. In Shepperton.
I tell him I'll be there is 14 minutes....I've been looking forward to meeting this man, he is well verified as someone who enjoys TVs. It is 1 am
He gives me an address. I enter it into sat nav and I'm on my way. Such is the joy driving in the car free roads, its easy and I am soon at a street I vaguely know. I spot his front door but I need to park quite a way further down. I'm walking along the street its now half past one in the morning. That feels amazing, Me dressed as a girl walking confidently, concentrating on my posture, imagining all the CCTV cameras recording my short trip to my next lovers home. Can they tell I am travelling with the sole purpose of sucking a stranger's cock until he rewards me with a mouthful of his ejaculate?
I find the front door. I do feel a little nervous that I'll be at the wrong door ( I have previously made that mistake). My pink fog enjoyably clouding my actions this evening.
The door opens. I see a healthy-looking man only a little shorter than me with a good physique, in a dressing gown. He lets me in, we walk upstairs, I take off my jacket, he strips naked, he is totally shaved. He is a lovely looking man; I found the look of his shaved naked body very erotic. He looked delightfully kinky and so clean. His flat is also spotless and tidy.
I felt so safe indoors with lights on and neighbours who might listen.
We have agreed we don't have long. I get straight to my knees no talking. I placed my palms on the sided of his hips. He wasn't fully hard, I took him hands free into my my mouth. He tasted of warm clean flesh. I began to suck him off, my third of the evening. This was going to be a simple blow job to order. In hindsight I don't know why we were so rushed but I was pleased to get going. His dick not so big that I couldn't fully swallow him without gagging, big and hard enough that I knew I was with a real man. lovely to feel his smooth clean balls swinging against my chin. I worked his foreskin back with my lips, after the two previous throat invaders this was an entirely pleasant affair. I wasn't measuring but he spunked in me quite quickly. Lovely that he made me my final lovely mouthful, fresh tasting. My man didn't squirt or buck his hips just a warm relaxed release.
I held him softly in my mouth, swallowing all I could. this considerate gentleman slipped his softening penis from between my soft lips then helped me to my feet. He is also polite and kissed me fondly. I was pleased that he was happy for me to pose for a few photos with his cock in my mouth. I could have stayed with him for seconds, I felt so blissfully happy. He said he enjoyed meeting me and we agreed to try to arrange another session. I adjusted my clothes and hair then made my way quietly out hearing the carefully managed click as he squeezed his front door shut mindful to not alert his neighbours.
Oh how it felt to imagine the CCTV recording my entry and departure. I must look such a tart.
I did the walk of shame presenting as a single female in a short leather skirt walking to her car in the early hours of a weekday morning. feeling so naughty having added another little souvenir to my tummy.
I drive the three miles home. it's so late, I've work later this morning. I've had fun but I have needs. I'm finding these days I don't have raging erections and enjoy finishing myself off with a rigorous session of dildo use. the butt plug has been embedded in my bottom for 6 hours, its tricky to remove. Once clear I feel loose and empty. A good dob of lube and a variety of toys are tried. I settle for the 8-inch replica cock with its mushroom head and coloured veins. wriggling into position on the bathroom floor, the deeply curved phallus twisted around so it strokes that bit inside that is strangely uncomfortable but which drives me wild.
It takes a few uncomfortable and desperate minutes to build the rhythm, but it starts, I'm whimpering, sweating now. hot flushes from the liquid I sniff. I'm in too uncomfortable a position to respond but become overcome with lust and become overtaken by an erection free orgasm. I planned to drink my ejaculate but it squirts uncontrollably and is lost.
Fuck that was amazing, but I didn't want it to be over.
I striped off the stockings the sticky knickers, my skirt will need to be cleaned. wearing only a satin housecoat and my bra and falsies. I fuss around putting everything back in its hiding places. My bum feels so empty, there is lube trickling out, I'm feeling fucked. By the time I have removed all traces of make up, all the sexy clothes stored. I'm fully turned on again. but its now 3 am. Oh boys I am looking forward to next time.
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