TRANSVESTITE IN THE PARK
Pete hurried into the park restroom. The Pennsylvania State Park was deserted as it was the off-season. He opened the door and walked into the cold restroom marked "MEN." He reached into his gym bag and pulled out an assortment of cosmetics, dresses and pumps. Pete had a date at the park, but not as a man.
Stripping out of his jeans, t-shirt, socka and underwear, Pete slowly pulled a pair of thigh high black stockings on his long, bare shaven legs. Then, he put on a pair of sheer panties, a tight bustier. Reaching into his gym bag, Pete pulled out a pair of silicone falsies and stuck these into his bustier, carefully arranging his breasts. Finally, Pete pulled on a tight knit, black lycra dress.
Looking into the mirror, Pete covered his face in powder concealer, especially heavily covering his beard. A few dabs of red lipstick on the beard area followed. Pete then applied his foundation of Revlon creme powder, paying close attention to covering any traces of razor stubble. Pete gigled as he remembered that he used the same color foundation as Daisy Fuentes, the MTV host and model. Next, Pete applied eye liner, brow pencil, eye shadow and Mascara. A touch of lipstick on the cheeks for blush and the crowning tough: bright red slut lipstick (the kind that doesn't kiss off).
Finally, the crowning touch. Pete carefully fitted his long black wig onto his head.
He turned and looked in the park restroom mirror. Instead of Pete, he was looking at Clara. "Damn," thought Pete, if only he'd had money to buya victorian corset to help his figure a bit. Nevertheless, Clara looked better than many of the "real" women wlaking the streets today.
5'11, 160, fit, with long legs, hispanic looks and a small tight waist, Clara only lacked a little meat at the hips. Otherwise, she was fairly close to "passable."
Well, maybe a little wide in the shoulders but, some women are large too, though Clara.
Strolling out of the "MENS" room the exotic looking Clara strode to her car. Looking around the deserted parking lot Clara giggled as she threw an extra switch into her walk. Now to meet her date!
Clara got into her small, non-descript sedan and drove to the park's main picnic area. Here, she had arranged through the internet to meet Ray, a 37 year old computer programmer. Clara parked her car in a conspicuous spot and began to wait. After a few minutes, a police car patrolling the empty park to prevent gay men having sex in the bathrooms, al la George Michael drove slowly past her car gazing in. Clara, sat still, hoping the police did not "read" her and cuase her embarrassment or worse.
Whether the cop thought Clara an attractive woman or a lone transvestite, he kept going past her slowly eying her car. As he pulled out of the lot, Clara sighed in relief.
The next car, a huge pick-up pulled up to her. It was Ray. Clara eyed him up critically.
He was not as handsome as he had indicated over the internet, but still pretty decent.
He invited her into his truck. Clara climbed out of her car into Ray's truck. He was 37, tall and lean with a rather large nose and larger hands. Clara smiled when she saw the large hands...
Ray and Clara began some small talk, both appearing very nervous. Suddenly, Ray leaned over and kissed Clara lightly. She in turn returned the kiss with fervour and lust. Their tongues intertwined as Ray's hands pushed up her dress, feeling her thighs. Clara began to rub Ray's crotch which revealed an already hard cock.
Clara rubbed his log through his pants as they tongued each other.
Clara then thought of the cop and suggested that they go to a more secluded area.
Ray agreed, and brought the big truck to life, slowly driving towards an abandoned fishing sight in the park. There, Clara reached into his crotch and unzipped his pants pulling out his thick, seven inch cock. Seeing it free and naked made Clara very hot. She bent over and began to suck Ray's dick. It tasted very good and he smelled wonderful: manly. Clara moved her head up and down on Ray's shaft as he moaned in pleasure. Ray then leaned forward to play with Clara's ass while she gave him head.
He slid one finger under her panties, playing with her hot asshole. He rubbed her ass and asshole, making her stop sucking him. Ray asked Clara to turn around. He pulled down her panties exposing her pretty shaved ass. He pried open her cheeks and all of the sudden she felt his warm tongue probing her asshole. Ray ate Clara's ass for several minutes as she moaned in pleasure.
In one swift movement, Ray pulled a condom from his dashboard stuck it on his swollen dick. He applied a small amount of lube and sith Clara lying sideways in his truck's cab, he slowly pushed his dick into her begging asshole. Clara moaned in heated passion as Ray slide into the hilt, petting her prostate with his dick. Ray then began to fuck Clara in earnest, grunting and moaning as he slid in and out. He caressed Clara's tits, and slowly began to jack Clara's swollen "clit." In and out Ray's dick pumped into Clara's hot ass as she moaned breathlessly. Ray was fucking her so hard, the whole truck was bouncing.
Finally, Ray unloaded his tortured cock spraying hot spurts of cum into Clara's spasming asshole. As Ray collapsed, his dick still in Clara, she gave her own clit a few strokes, spraying a load of hot cum into her other hand.
Exhausted, Ray and Clara sat in silence a few minutes. Ray thanked Clara for the fuck and Clara sweetly replied, "my pleasure." Done with their sex, Ray and Clara drove back to her car. She kissed Ray goodbye and sat in her car a moment, content.
Then she started to think about her forthcoming retransition to a man with a distinct feeling of displeasure.