The old man in the park
This story is about me. I was 25 at the time this happened, looked 19 five foot seven, 70 kilos dripping wet with long auburn hair.
This all happened about 5 years ago.
A distant aunt up and died and left me a surprise. Money and a flat. So I don’t have to work (except for some charity work that I do) so the world is my oyster. I have my own car so I can travel.
I also have my own computer, which is where this story all started.
I had logged onto my favourite porn site one night and accidentally pressed the category ‘trans’. The images that came up grabbed me immediately. Graphic videos of men fucking other men, who apparently, wanted to be women. Some very attractive and you would be hard pressed to tell the difference.
I was hooked.
Gone was my usual trope – step mom made by step son to have sex sex and then enjoys it.
Now I was masturbating over Lucy 45 years old and a submissive being fucked by his/her Daddy.
I was coming round to the fact that I would like to be Lucy.
I joined Squirt and Fabguys and learnt about where you meet and what you should do.
I had several ‘meets’ with anonymous men, where I wanked off several of them and sucked one but did not swallow.
I obtained a pair of panties from one of the cruising sites. They had dried cum in them. I thought I would wash them, but ended up wearing them with another man’s cum cupping my balls.
So here I was, a virgin looking to be a submissive (I had looked it up and it all seemed very exciting.)
So I was ready to go a little further…
There is a park a couple of miles away from where I live. It comprises a central lawned area, but with a rough road running around the outside of this area with parking spaces all around the outside.
It is a quiet park and generally used by dog walkers who take their hounds to the nearby woods.
It was on Squirt and I noted the exchanges.
Apparently it was very popular with older men, generally in their seventies who park up there with the hope that someone may park next to them and want a little play.
It seemed like heaven.
I parked in one of the dark corners of the park, next to an older looking guy in a VW SUV.
I liked the look of him. He was parked nose out and I parked nose in, so he could see me across the cab of my car. I was driving a saloon so I was lower than him.
It was a drab old September day and getting on, so it was half-light when I pulled in next to him.
I sat in my driver’s seat and looked across and could see I immediately had his interest. He looked into my car and I switched on my interior lights.
Sure he was watching now, I pulled down my jeans and showed him my panty clad genital area. He leaned forward in order to get a better look at the lump in the pink panties I was wearing.
I rubbed myself, getting more and more excited as I watched his arm moving, seeming to my imagination, touching himself up as he watched me.
Then his window wound down and he mimed me doing the same.
I wound mine down and he said” come over and sit in mine.”
I needed no further encouragement and hurriedly pulled up my jeans and got out of my car and came over to his.
“Hop in the back” he said “there’s more room.”
I slipped into the back of his car and undid my jeans and pulled them down.
I couldn’t believe I was doing this! What a slut. Why, I hardly knew the man. But my hormones had got the better of me and my hand went to my little cock.
He joined me in the back. He was definitely in his 70’s (74 I was later to find out,) about six foot tall with a bit of a beer gut. He hadn’t shaved and his clothes were a plaid shirt, twill trousers and old boots on his feet. He had a full head of hair, but it was untidy and didn’t look washed.
Add to this he smelt slightly of BO and I wasn’t sure that I was in the right car.
He sat right next to me and his hand went to my panty clad crutch.
All my inhibitions disappeared as I felt his hand play with my small cock.
He was gentle with his touch and his fingers danced over my cock, teasing me through the thin material of the panties, causing me to arch my back to get his hand more firmly onto my cock.
But this wasn’t in his agenda. He wanted to play it slower. He moved up closer to me and put his arm around my shoulders and then pulled me into the crook between his chest and shoulder.
He was a big man – taller and better built than me and I fit nicely onto him.
He took his hand away from my crutch and put it on my chin, tilting my head up. Then he kissed me.
It was an experienced kiss, tongue exploring, not too hard, but nonetheless demanding my attention and I returned it with passion. His breath and tongue tasted of coffee, but I didn’t care. I was being treated as a girl!
As he kissed me, I felt his hands undoing the buttons on my shirt. He continued until they were all undone and then he pulled the shirt off me.
I felt very exposed and said so, but he placated me saying it was safe and anyway “didn’t I like the feeling of being naked in a stranger’s car ?”
He was right. I did. I felt helpless to stop him doing what he wanted and wondered what he would want next.
He kissed me again and his hand strayed to my nipples. I have small nipples, but they are always erect and I found that I loved them being played with. As he kissed me, I moaned into his mouth.
“Take your clothes off” he said
“I already have” I replied
“No, I want you naked. Well, except for these cute pink panties. Come on hurry up. I’ll bet you like the excitement of being naked in my car don’t you ?”
Well he had me there. Almost against my will, my hands went to my shoes and took them off, followed by my socks and jeans.
And there I sat in the back of this man’s car, naked except for a pair of pink waist high lacy cotton panties. I knew if I stood up outside, they would show my bum of nicely. I had a nice tight bottom. And they _eld in my little cock as well, so it showed up against the stretch fabric.
We kissed again and his hand did it’s dance on my crutch, driving me crazy with desire. I both wanted him to pull my cock out and finish me off and leave it where it was and play with me forever.
But that wasn’t what he had in mind.
Pulling back, he undid his trousers and pulled them down, revealing an old blokes pair of pants – white y fronts with an obvious lump in them.
An obvious large lump.
He took my hand and placed it on the lump. I could feel that he was semi stiff and guessed that if he got hard he would have quite a big cock. My excitement ramped up even more and my hand massaged his cock, eliciting a groan from him.
His hand came round onto the back of my neck and pushed me down to his crutch and my face ended up being gently pushed into his pants.
As my nose touched the pants, I smelt stale urine.
I was in territory that was new to me, except from what I had read in some of the forums.
‘Daina Slut’ had said ‘there is nothing more exciting than having a dirty old man play with you and use you, even if his hygiene is not the best. The fact that he isn’t clean and you still want to suck him adds to your feeling of inadequacy and makes you want to please him more.’
I opened my lips as I touched his pants and kissed his cock. Had I wanted to get up from the urine smell, this was forestalled by his hand holding me down there.
“That’s it” he murmured “Nothing like a bit of cock worship is there boy ?”
I would have said ‘yes’ but my mouth was full of pants and rapidly hardening cock.
“Take my pants down boy, come on, get them down” he whispered urgently and I was only too glad to help him pull them down.
His cock didn’t exactly spring out, but he did have a good semi going. His hand went to it, rubbing it up and down its length.
“Go on, you know what to do you little whore” he muttered.
Indeed this little whore did. I loved the fact that he was calling me a ‘whore’ I now knew what all those ‘gurls’ on the forum meant by loving the feeling of being out of control.
His cock was about seven inches semi stiff and cut so I could see and sense his lovely mushroom head.
I opened my mouth and sank onto his cock, hoping that I could make it stiff, hoping that I would be drinking his cum in a short while.
Ooh you like that don’t you ? Like Daddy’s cock in your slut mouth ? Like to suck any cock that comes along don’t you bitch ? You’re just a whore that will go with anyone aren’t you ? That’s it suck my cock. I expect after me you’ll be onto another man, filling your tummy with cum.”
His words inflamed me and I tried harder to please him, pulling back, sucking gently on his glans, my tongue swiping round his mushroom head.
I hoped I was doing it right, I had only ever sucked one other cock and then had not swallowed his cum. It seemed that I would not have any choice tonight.
He groaned an pushed his cock deeper into my mouth. I pushed back and sank my mouth onto him so that he invaded my throat. I made a little sound and he groaned again.
“That’s it bitch. Take my cock in your throat. Yeah you like that don’t you, you little bitch ?”
I came up for air, looked into his eyes.
“Yes Sir, I love your cock in me. This bitch will do whatever you say Sir. I just want to please you.”
Oh my word. Where did those words come from?
“What even if I want to breed you ?”
“I am yours Sir, it doesn’t matter what I think. My holes are here for your pleasure.”
I couldn’t believe that I was committing myself like this. I justified it by thinking I could leave at any time.
Wrong.
He grabbed my head and pushed me down onto his cock then pulled me back and started a rhythm. I made small gasping noises as he did this and I could hear his breathing getting shorter.
Then he was pulling me off his cock, leaving me gasping, desperately trying to get him back in my mouth again.
He _eld me off by my hair, wanking his cock in front of my face.
I whimpered. I actually whimpered that his cock wasn’t in my mouth.
He laughed at me.
“Aah, little bitch not getting their cock ? Sub slut not having her throat reamed then ? Do you want my cum ?”
I nodded
He dragged me back by my hair so I was looking up into his face.
“I said do you want my cum cunt “
“Yes” I gasped “Yes Sir I do, I do.”
“Then ask for it. Nicely.”
“Please Sir, pretty, pretty please Sir, may I have the honour of your cum in my mouth, so I can keep it in my tummy ? I promise I won’t spill any as your cum is special. Please Sir, I’ll do anything as long as I can have your cum in me. I’ll be your cock sleeve, your breeding bitch, whatever you like, but please let me have your cum.”
This seemed to be too much for him and he pushed his cock into my mouth. I closed my lips around his cock as he flooded my mouth with his cum, I pulled back a little, swallowing and coming back eagerly for more.
As he came in his little slut, he told me what he thought of me.
“Yes you are an obedient little slut aren’t you ? Cock sleeve eh ? I could rent you out to other men. You’d like that wouldn’t you ? Being a sissy prossy, being pimped out for cash. Of course we’d have to dress you, make you a proper sissy, heels stockings, short skirt. You have the hair but you need makeup.”
His cock slipped out of my mouth. I picked it up again and licked the end just in case of more cum.
I looked up at him.
“I’d like that Sir. I need someone to take charge of me and use me. Can I wear a cock cage as well please so I can’t cum ? that would make me more sexy.”
“You wouldn’t have any choice” he replied “ a cock cage is non-negotiable.
I lapped at his cock, taking the mushroom head into my mouth and was rewarded by one final jet of cum on my tongue.
“That’s enough cum for you bitch, don’t be greedy.”
“No Daddy, sorry Daddy” I said, surprising myself letting that slip out
“That’s better. I like that. Daddy. Yes I’m your Daddy and don’t you forget it.” He ruffled my long auburn hair “yeah I think we can make a nice little cum drinking sissy out of you Alice.”
Alice. He had named me. Given me my slut name.
I loved it.
Then he told me what he expected of me.
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