Awakening My Trans Nature, My Third Experience

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Awakening My Trans Nature, My Third ExperienceI was in the main library at the University in one of those little cubicles trying to think and work things through, staring a blank piece of paper. What I was doing was fantastically exciting but why and what did it mean I was mentally and physically? Was I straight, gay or Trans? Was it the clothes, the exposing myself, the being desired? Being thin and pale was not a good look for a Man but it had to be said I made quite a good girl. Thin legs. I wanted to stop badly but more of me wanted to continue. Then there was the matter of my mysterious benefactor “S” who were they? Male, female, straight or gay? This was 90’s Brighton where anything goes, did they have a plan? Where was it leading if anywhere? I had no answers but was at least starting to work on the problem. I wrote down “location,” “gaysoc,” “photosoc,” “sex shop,” “wig” and “makeup.” I also spent 15 mins reading about the legal aspects which were very scary.Walking back home I started at my window and at the windows opposite to attempt to see if there were any clues. There were none. There must have been at least 16 windows which could then I walked round to the front of the street to see the other side of the buildings. Some private flats, a pub, hairdressers, beauty shop, clothes shop, shoe shop, general store, charity shop, nothing obvious though some nice slutty clothes in the clothes shop! The problem is real life keeps butting in and I had essays to write so went to my room. Sadly no “parcel.” I fought the desire to expose myself for several days, keeping the curtains firmly shut though this did not prevent me feeling the need to dress. Each day I walked around the front and back of the street opposite for inspiration going into the clothes and shoe shop which was pretty scary as the young assistants stared at me, and the charity shop which was far less scary but I did buy a pair of black, elbow length cocktail gloves and a white kimono. The middle aged woman behind the counter looked completely unfazed by thisLater that day, malatya escort it was a Friday; I checked my pigeon hole for post. There was a letter inside was the red note paper which caused my heart to beat faster. “Audition 10.25 tonight be prompt. Keep your clitty inside you panties, you dirty gurl! You have 5 mins S xxx.” So at 10.20 I was dressed in the holdups, the heels, bra, panties under the kimono and the gloves. AT 10.25 I saw the 3 light flashes, turned on the CD player and the lights and opened the curtains. I danced around letting the kimono slip off my shoulders and down my long legs before placing one foot on the window sill and rolling off the stockings then the other foot. As 4 minutes came up I pulled off the gloves with my teeth putting 1 finger after another in my mouth and puling slightly. As the minute hand hit 12 I stood there in bra and panties letting “S” see my firm body before closing the curtains. The odd thing was I felt even more excited and erotic even though I did not get an erection or expose myself.The next day there was another letter for me. It said “Nice spot gurl, you did well. They liked you and want to book you! There is a red feather boa for sale in the charity shop, go now but it and ask for the rest of the bag. They should fit you! I shall be in contact soon. S xxx.”I was not sure what to expect but got out an empty rucksack to carry whatever the “rest” was. It might only have been a 5 minute walk to the charity shop but felt a lot longer. There was a red boa in the window at an absolutely silly price, too expensive for a boa but I picked it up and went to the counter to pay. The same woman was behind the counter and looked quizzically at me waiting. Finally I said “I am interested in the rest of the bag” “Course you are , dear” she said bored and disappeared to one of those mysterious rooms behind the counter before reappearing with a plastic shopping bag with the handles taped together. I could see a pair of flat black women’s shoes on top of a grey coat. She passed over the bag; it escort malatya was not terribly heavy looked at me and said “expect we will be seeing more of you then.” This she found very funny and red-faced I put it in my rucksack and walked back to my room.Once there I unpacked the bag. There was a pair of flat black shoes and a long grey trench coat but under there it became much more interesting! The first item of interest was a long hair blonde wig, a large pair of silicon false breast forms, several sets of lingerie, and 2 dresses one with a long slit up the leg and a low back and 2 pairs of high heeled shoes. A small bag contained some makeup. Later that night I waited till it was dark and very quietly crept out and down the stairs, hoping no one else was a round. I was wearing the wig the flat shoes and the trench coat. Under it was a bra, panties, suspenders and stockings. In a plastic bag I carried a pair of heels. There was no real destination just a walk outside. The feel of air warm air on my naked skin was as exciting as I walked around the streets admiring my reflection. Feeling in the pockets I found some sachets of condom and lube, some tissues and a piece of paper saying “Duke’s mound after 10.0pm” This was by the seafront but a quiet spot where cars parked. Walking by the sea the people eventually thinned out and I felt alone and loosened the belt and he coat allowing my body and legs to be exposed. This was so exciting and he wig really helped in the look in the yellow sodium lights. Reaching Duke’s mound it was dark and quiet. Standing there for a few minutes behind a tree I finally felt safe and took the trench coat off and put the stiletto heels on. There I was in the outside in bra, panties, stockings, wig and heels. Anybody could see me. Cars would go past and I was illuminated in the headlights, they must see me I thought. Walking very slowly in the heels a parked car flashed its lights at me. I froze and wondered what to do as a man got out and beckoned me to come towards him. After a quick think I walked malatya escort bayan to him and let him see my body. There was a woman I the car who like me had a coat over bra and panties but she had let it fall and her hands were on her breasts. No words were spoken as he just undid his belt and dropped his trousers and then his underpants to reveal an erect penis. He stood there and just started to stroke his shaft, staring at me. There was a sudden silence as he jerked off. I pulled down my panties to give them both a good look of my hard cock and then turned my back to him and with my legs spread apart bent over so they could see my suspenders and ass. He put his free hand on my lower back to keep me in that position and kept stroking himself, his breathing becoming harder and faster. I saw the woman in the car clearly; she had deliberately left the internal light on and was rubbing herself it appeared. Suddenly I felt something warm and wet on my lower back and ass; he had sprayed his cum over me and it slowly dribbling down me. To be there exposed and semi naked, in my heels and lingerie and make a man hard and cum felt wonderful and fed the exhibitionist in me. The woman just stared and rubbed herself, tweaking her erect nipples. She then beeped on the horn. The man regained his composure, slapped my ass playfully and got into the car. The couple very slowly drove away and it was clear the woman had climaxed as well. The horn must have attracted others as two men appeared from other cars and came over stopping a metre away to see the cum on my bare ass. I stood up and turned to face them to show them my rock hard erection. They were transfixed on it and I ran my hand up and down the shaft. The 2 men were rubbing themselves in their trousers and were clearly hard. Never before had I seen the faces of my audience and it made me so aroused. Very soon I felt I was about to cum, then quickly and powerfully I came my cum hitting the concrete pavement, glistening there. The show was over and walked back to where I had put my coat. Fortunately there were some tissues in one of the pockets and I cleaned myself up a best I could. Putting the flat shoes back on and belting up the coat I walked back to my room, not worried of people looked at me. I felt so empowered and alive and in control.

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