I remember being at the K Mart in Bradenton Florida I was noticing a really hot woman. short skirt, big tits. Hot as fuck. She was with a nice clean looking guy. I kind of followed them some to get a good look at her. We ended up near the ladies close and the restrooms. Her man went into the rest and I also had to so I fallowed him. He was in one stall so I went into the other. There was a glory hole between the stalls but I didn't think much of it. I was expecting anything. I lowered my pants, but because I was wearing bright pink women's panties I didn't push them to the floor. I guess he could see them anyways through the hole because he chuckled. I didn't respond but wonder what it was about. Finally he speaks up and says. we thought you were following us looking at my wife, but I guess it was my cock you you were wanting to see. Isn't that right sissy. He told me to come to his stall and he would let me have a taste of it. I did as he said and went to his stall. Gave him a blow job right there in the K Mark restroom. After he filled my mouth with cum he pulled up his pants and left. When I exited the restroom they were both close by and he was telling her I know because she was giggling and looking at me. A
I want to do that - I want to be her _ I'm already a cum-slut, but I'd LOVE to suck a stranger.... anywhere,, I wish I was SO pretty that every guy wanted his cock in my mouth...
I'll never forget the day I turned into a cock sucking slut. I was still married to my wife Joyce at the time, and she had been seeing this other guy that she met at the dojo. I was frustrated because she totally brushed me off when I told her to stop seeing him. The longer it went on the more stressed i got and I ended up going back to crossdressing. I'm a small delicately built little blonde, smooth skin, and a pretty feminine face, heart shaped chin, full pouty lips - I totally pass as a girl. One really hot Saturday afternoon, when Joyce and DeAndre were spending the weekend in Tahoe, I got so horny that on impulse I got in the car and drove to an adult bookstore. I stripped completely naked and left the door to the booth unlocked. I was nervous but I wasn't about to go back now. I heard boots approaching and then a stealthy opening of the door. I couldn't see him, but he walked away, leaving the door ajar. I contemplated shutting it but as I was thinking the door opened wide and a man stepped in, closing and locking the door behind him. Both physicallype and psychologically I felt trapped, the decision to leave was no longer in my hands. The guy was wearing black jeans, boots, a black t-shirt and a black leather fisherman's cap. He was white and looked to be around 50. He unzipd his jeans and pulled out his white, hard cock. I took a deep breath and slid off the bench and knelt between his legs, and I gave him a blowjob. And all the while I was sucking his cock I was thinking of Gisela. When he ejaculated into my mouth it was warm and unfamiliar, but it was a taste that would become part of me. I ended up sucking so much cock that afternoon, and I knew I could never go back to pretending to be anything else than the faggot I now realized I was. off so many dudes that afternoon