Going to a CD Club

Going to CD Club

CindyUSA

Cindyusa58@yhoo.co

Rubbing my hands up and down my smooth body provides a fresh sensation. My brand-new outfits neatly laid on the bed, everything I needed to be Cindy, stocking, panties, suspenders, bra, skirt, blouse, and bar with silicone fake breasts, wig and makeup. When a woman dresses up, they take a long time I now can understand why. The stockings went on first, rolling them down in my hands, and subsequently sliding my toes into the smooth material. I unrolled them over the heel, up to the calf, over the knee up my thigh; I could feel the silky sensation sliding against my freshly shaved legs. The stockings were self-supporting, but I still wanted the sexy look by adding the suspenders. Sheer black stockings, black suspenders, I looked sexy. Next, I slipped on the ruffle ruby French cut panties. The black and scarlet were colors looking hot and sexy on me. Putting the bra on was a challenge. After a few failed attempts to put on the bra and fasten it in the back, I remember seeing my wife put on a bra. She would put it on backwards, fastening the hooks then twisting the bra around then slipping the straps up and over onto the shoulders.

Dressed in my red ruffle French cut panties, I was ready to meet several men who all would be willing to treat me like a slut. Putting on the black dress I then looked in the mirror. When dressed, I was not bad looking from the neck down. In the past I had only applied makeup once with the results not impressive. Since my first attempt at applying makeup I had reviewed many YouTube videos about transsexual putting on makeup. I now had a better understanding make up application. For the last week, I have been taking care of the skin on my face by cleaning, toning and moisturizing. I made sure my face was clean allowing the makeup to work the best. I applied a concealer under my eyes, and around my nose. Especially important was the application of the concealer to cover up the beard. Following up, I applied a base or foundation which closely matches my skin tone. I use a power puff to place a light dusting of powder to hold the foundation in place.

To lighten up my eyes I start with the eyeliner (for me this is the most difficult). Then I clean up my eyebrows, filling in any holes, and finally apply eye shadow and mascara. I applied a light dusting of blush, working my way down to the lips. My lips had a gorgeous shimmer after application of lipstick and lip-gloss.

I place my wig snugly on my head. My wig groomed short on the sides and long in the back, with a part in the middle. I selected this wig because it allowed some of the hair to drape over my face hiding my manly features. It took me a little over two hours to go from Roger, straight average man to Cindy, cross-dressing, sexy slut.

My first date was scheduled to arrive at 5 PM. I say my date because I had posted a message on Craigslist, with several men responding all wanting to meet a CD. I guess my post was a little suggestive letting everyone knew I was an easy lay. At five PM, my phone rang, it was Greg a Rugby player who was calling from the lobby. I told him my room number.

I had exchanged many emails with Greg, who admitted he considered himself straight. He said he was not interested in meeting a man. He said the idea of having sex with a man would make him physically ill. He told me he had met one cross-dresser, which rocked his world. Greg had contacted me for his second transsexual meet. I checked my makeup, yes I was passable in a dark room. I turned off all the lights except the one in the bathroom. There was a knock at the door; my heart rate increased; I worked hard to dress perfect for Greg; I hoped he would approve. I opened the door allowing Greg to enter my room. I only saw a picture of his cock and not one of his face. He was handsome, clean-shaven, square jaw, with a Kirk Douglas dimple and dark-blue eyes. He wore tight jeans and a Ruby striped shirt. The Rugby shirt was tight in the shoulders showing large biceps and back muscles. I was gathering in Greg's looks as he walked into the room. I sat on the bed and Greg sat one of the chairs. Sitting on the bed I allowed my short skirt to slide up my leg showing my stocking with a suspend strap. I inhaled to increase my bust and tucked in my tummy.

I started the conservation by saying, "Greg it is nice to meet you after all our emails. I seem to know much about you."

Greg said, "Cindy you are just like your pictures, attractive and sexy." His eyes were not looking at my eyes but my chest, men.

I said, "Greg, I bet you say to all the gurls you meet," pretending to be blushing.

I said in my best female voice, "Greg Sweetie, I have been waiting to meet you since your first email. Your picture was a turn on, and I wanted to dress up just the way you asked me too." I pulled up my skirt to show off my stockings and suspenders, but not enough to show my ruffle panties. "Do you like my outfit Sweetie?" I walk towards Greg, straddle one of his legs, and slowly rub him between his legs. At the same time, I move my hand over my body, from my hips up to my breast then to my mouth where I suck my fingers. Greg hands rested in his lap, trying to hide his growing hardness. I leaned forward putting my hands on his shoulders and letting my lips lightly kiss his neck moving to his ears.

From our emails, he told me he did not want to kiss on the lips, but the neck and ears were erogenous zones and a good place to start to tune on a man. Greg's hands react instantly and reach up to run up from my hips to my tits. My fake tits do feel real to him. I wished they were real, so I could feel the excitement as Greg fell them. He felt my fake raised, nipple and thinking they were real he to pulled me close to suck them through my blouse. I would have loved my breasts to be real to respond to his touch.

At this point I was glad that Greg liked me and the way I was dressed. I stood turning around showing him my rear as he grabs one cheek then the other. I moved my hip in a rocking motion and enjoyed feeling his hands slip down to my legs lifting my skirt. His hand rubbing up and down the inside of my legs was definitely a turn-on for me. He pulls me back causing me to sit on his lap. I move my arse in circular movements giving Greg a pleasurable lap dance. I could feel his hardness rubbing my thighs as, we both became aroused. I like to be obedient and let the man decide what we do. Assuming the position of compliance, on my knees in front of a man, what he does next is up to him, I give him full control.

Greg opens his legs allowing one hand to rub his bulge. I took my hands placing them on each knee then slides them up on the inside his thighs as I reach closer to his now stiff dick. Greg reclines in the chair with his head looking at the ceiling; I got the feeling he wanted to get a blowjob, but did not want to watch a guy in drag do the deed.

My hands moved to his belt, then to his zipper. Unzipping his pants I discovered he was not wearing any underwear. I reached my hand into his pants to feeling his cock. It was big, warm, silky to the touch, and getting hard in my hand. I pulled his dick out, tying not to bend his erection. Freeingnhis dick reveled an impressive example of male manhood. I am always surprised when I see a man's dick for the first time. His dick was large, uncut, thick and smooth. I tugged on his pants as he lifts his legs allowing me to pull them down to his knees. He was still not looking at me. I kissed the inside of his thigh, then the other thigh. I held his cock in my hands as my mouth kissed one ball, next the other. My kissing turned into licking each ball and finally sucking one then the other into my mouth. I use my tongue to massage then tickle them.

Being a good cock sucker requirered taking your time and enjoying what you were doing. If you enjoyed sucking man’s cock, most likely the man owning the cock will enjoy receiing. I lightly touched his cock to my mouth, kissed, then licked his shaft moving to his glad head. I had only sucked a few uncut cocks but found them to be a unique experience. I read the foreskin was sensitive, and I decided to test and see how sensitive Greg's foreskin was. I licked his foreskin at the top of his dick; then pulled back his foreskin exposing his glan head. Greg gave a little moan. I kissed and sucked the tip of his dick. Greg opened his legs wide allowing me to move closer. Opening my mouth I kissed his dick and glan head. Taking him into my warm, wet mouth. I rubbed my tongue around his dick tip. I allowed his foreskin to slip back over his dick glad then sucked. Greg moaned louder. I pushed my tongue into the foreskin opening, licking the top of his dick. Greg starts to hump my mouth. I pulled back his foreskin allowing me to suck and lick the tip of his dick.

Greg's was now grunting. I must be doing something right. I kept the skin pulled back allowing his dick head to be disclosed and available for my mouth, lips and tongue. Greg placed his hands on each side of my head. With a light, but firm touch, he pushes his cock deeper in my mouth. I was not sure how much of his cock I was going to swallow. I was willing to try to swallow his entire cock. Each time a little more of his cock disappeared until my mouth touched his balls.

I could not breathe each time his cock went all the way down my throat. I had to control my breathing in rhythm with his thrusts. I looked up at Greg's face, I saw him finally looking at me. My mouth was around his cock, sucking him, taking all of his erection into my mouth. He smiled, as I took his cock out of my mouth, disclosed his glan with precum oozing out of his pee hole. I licked his sweetness then rubbed his precum on my lips. Opening my mouth wide I allowed Greg to see his cock disappear in my mouth. His hips moved with deeper thrusts, his hands holding me down with each movement. Greg said, "Oh baby, I am cuming. Oh, suck my cock baby. Take my load." My throat felt a squirt of warm fluid. I tightened my throat muscle and moved my tongue to coach another spasm. I needed to breathe so backed off allowing a squirt of semen into my mouth. I swirled his cum in my mouth and allowed some to droul out and down my chin. I accepted his entire flavor; opening my mouth, I showed him I swallowed some of his creamy fluid. I licked the remaining cum from his cock placing my head on his lap. I was satisfied; Greg was not zipping up right away, so guess he enjoyed my cocksucking.

Greg starts to talk," Wow Cindy was wonderful. That was amazing; my girlfriend does not suck as well as you do." He pauses, smiles and said, "You should give lessons. She spits, and you did not. I like that, makes me a fee like you wanted to suck me."

I responded, "Greg Sweetie; I wanted to suck your cock since you sent me your picture. When we met at the door, my need was to give you a wonderful BJ." I said these things because they were true, and a man's ego loved to hear he was sexually desirable.

Greg looked at his watch, says it is getting late, and he has to run. He dresses and as he leaves, he extends his hand; I give him a hug and a kiss on the cheek. By the time, Greg arrived to the time he leaves it was less than fourth-five minutes. I have about fifteen minutes before my next online friend to arrive at six PM.

Sahib was the next man I had agreed to meet. He said he was Pakistani and asked if I had an issue with meeting a black man. I responded in my reply email no, told him of my age and asked if he had any issue with my age. He said no, and we agreed to meet. I got into my next outfit sought by Sahib. He said liked white stockings, white suspenders, and short black PVC skirt, with a blue and white knit top. I had. I told him about my thigh high red PVC boots make me look like a streetwalker, which he wanted me to wear. I have a corset did not make me slimmer, but adds a little sex appeal to my woman's underwear outfit. I freshen up my makeup, putting on some blush to my cheeks, lipstick to my lips, then a light dusting of power. I took a couple of breath mints, so I would not smell of cum in my mouth and applied perfume. I put on women gold watch, a couple of rings, and a set of pearl necklace with a matching pearl bracelet. I walked past the mirror on the wall, stopped taking a glimpse of Cindy, wow, not bad looking.

There was a knock at the door. I open the door and in walked a short heavyset dark-skinned man. Black hair, brown eyes, when our eyes made contact, he smiled showing white teeth. He wore a button-down shirt, slacks and brown shoes.

I said, "Please come in. I am so glad to meet you Sahib." Walking past the bathroom and into the bedroom, this is still dimly lit. As I walk, Sahib placed his hands on my arse.

Sahib said, "Cindy, you look so lovely tonight." He said the quickest and on one tone level with a thick Pakistani accent.

I stopped in front of the bed allowing him to catch up to me; his hands reached around moving to my breasts where I could watch his hand fondle me. My red thigh-high boots with five-inch heel with my normal height of five feet ten inches; I am standing well over six feet, a good six inches over Sahib. One hand moves to my neck and pulling me gently to him allowing our lips to meet. His first kiss was long and passionate, and then his tongue darted out to explore my lips. Without hesitation, my lips parted, allowing him full access to my mouth with my tongue offering some resistance against his advances. These passionate exchanges lasted several minutes where our hands touch, rubbed and explored the other body.

I start to unbutton his shirt, pulling it over his shoulders and up out of his pants. He kicks off his shoes making him smaller. My hand next dropped to his waist where I fumble with his belt, unzipped his fly with his pant falling to the floor, he steps out. He is standing there in white tee shirt, jockey and socks. I begin to kiss his ears, neck, lift his tee shirt to suck his nipples. He removes his tee shirt. I moved down kissing and letting my tongue drag lightly over his brown skin. I was in the kneeling position now, pulling down his jockey, freeing a cute little cock, with a mushroom head and fully erect. I continue to kiss all around his cock, but not letting Sahib feel my mouth. I lay down on the bed, patting a space for him to lie. Side by side, we embrace each other our lips meet again; our tongues tango; his hand moved down to my legs, slips beneath the skirt to the top of my stockings. He feels the smoothness of the stockings slides his hand between my legs and pets the inside my thigh. My hand is rubbing his little cock, and then caressing his balls we continue to kiss passionately.

I break the Frenching, moving from mouth to nipples then to his cock. I again kiss and lick all around, teasing him, exciting him, wanting him to want my wet mouth on his cock. His balls were smooth, not sure if he shaved or if this was a natural condition. I sucked on his balls, sucking one nut into my mouth; Sahib responds with a sound of surprise. Doing the same to his other nut, I now have both in my mouth. I let my tongue slip out and lick the area under his balls. Sahib responded, this time it was with an exhaled breath. I wonder if his wife has ever done this for Sahib. His cock fully erected and stood between three but no more than four inches.

My mouth moves to the base of his dick, kissing all around the base, then up to his shaft to the top. I kiss and suck all around his dick head, receiving some precum for my reward. I look up at his face watching everything I am doing. I rub his cock on my lips, transferring his precum then I stick out my tongue to lick his sweetness.

I could see a smile and his white teeth grinning at me, I now open my mouth slowly took his dick into my warmth. Sahib sighted; I assume he was into receiving pleasure. I used my tongue to massage his cock shaft and head. His dick was small allowing for a different type of oral than one can do with a large dick. While I was sucking, his hands were not idle. One of his hands slipped under my panties continuing to explore my crack; his finger fines my man cunt. I wiggle my bottom as a suggestion accepting his actions. His finger presses in my prelude hole; I sigh with feeling his penetration. He inserts a second finger pushing further into my cavity. I am sucking and licking his dick, cupping his balls in my hand massaging both dick and balls.

Sahib removes his fingers telling me, "Cindy, lie down with some pillows under you," as he moves two pillows on top of each other. He instructed, "That is it, lie over the pillows, let me see your arse," as he speaks fast and monotone. In an adapted doggy position, I can feel his hands raising my skirt showing off my panties, stocking, and suspenders. He moves between my legs, slides my panties off to one side, moved closer, feeling his hand moving his dick up and down my crack. When he found my hole, he moves to line up and slides easily in, not pain for me because of his size. I wiggle my bottom against his hips, moving out and back fucking his cock. He grabs my hips where we develop a syncopation of movements. We fucked like this for a long time. All of his cock was deep inside me. I stopped, allowed his dick to slide out, telling Sahib to lie on his back. He did as suggested. I then mount him in the reverse cowgirl position, sitting on top facing away. I grab his cock then guiding him my waiting hole. I could take all of his cock into my cunt giving him the maximum of pleasure. I ride up and down, posting my actions gliding almost out then sit down to take all deep in me. Riding his cock in this position, I was getting more pleasure, and all Sahibs had to do was lay there and enjoy. I now move to the cowgirl position facing him. I sit on his cock and lean forward to kiss and suck his nipples. He raised his hips fucking my cunt as I willing bottom. It did not take long in this position for me to feel Sahib's body tense up. He fucked me fasted and deeper. Holding me close to his chest, I continue to suck his nipples, nibble on them and bite them lightly. causes him to erupt inside me. With each squirt, I contract my anus muscles, responding to his deposit, coaching him to squirt repeatedly. He appeared exhausted, and I filled and satisfied. I lay on him until his dick slides out, where I move to lay next to him, with my head on his chest. Neither one is saying a word, relaxing in Sahib's anticlimax. After about ten minutes, I kiss him and excused myself to go to the bathroom. I could feel his cum dripping out and need to clean up. In a minute, I returned to find him pants on, shirt on and tying his shoes. He stands and says in a very polite voice, "Oh Cindy that was great. Neither of my wives gives oral as good as you did. I never had a woman on top before. I will have to coach my wives on how to do that position. I need to go now, thank you."

I responded, "Sahib; you are so kind. It was my pleasure, and I am happy that we met." Sahib leaves; this meeting lasted only thirty minutes allowing me a few minutes to catch my breath, clean up and catch my breath. I stripped all except for my bra and fake tits. I use the shower wand with a special attachment made to douche out my cavity. I have a concern of not being clean and take much care to avoid any embarrassments. All cleaned out for the next several hours. I apply a little KY to my hole and slides in a finger to make sure I will be ready and easy to enter. On Wednesday at two PM, I walked over to the pub called Central Station. The Bed & Breakfast consisted of rooms upstairs, a bar at street level and a gay club in the basement. The CD needed a place to dress used the second-floor bar. At his Club, a CD could dress and put on their makeup. I arranged to have a makeup artist do my makeup, for a fee of fifteen pounds. She worked for an hour on my makeup, first applying the concealer to hide my beard, then the foundation to smooth over my face, eye shadow and other necessary made up. I had my outfit on including my wig. There in the mirror was Cindy looking pretty and sexy. At three, PM, I walked down the street level, found the entrance to the club. I paid my entrance fee of ten pounds; men had to pay twenty pounds and entrance to The Club. I wore my thigh high red PVC boots with five-inch heel. The stair was narrow, and winding; I was sure to hold on to the handrail to make sure I did not slip and break a leg The coatroom located at the bottom of the steps then you entered the Club. You can check your bag of street clothes and makeup kit. In the coatroom, the host and host were present greeting everyone who entered. The bar was off to the right. To the right and left were dark passages ways leading off in three different directions. There were men and woman standing at the bar waiting for any action might happen. I went to the bar and ordered a stout. I do not look sexy in glasses so had them in my purse resulting in not being able to see anything clearly. Men would order a drink at the bar; they looked in my directions, I could not tell if we made eye contact, but smiled as if we did. I was dressed in a short blue skirt, black fishnet stockings, the red PVC booths with a black knit three-quarter sleeve pull over a top. I wore a brand-new shoulder length dirty blond wig. My makeup on the over the board side, with blue eyeliner and red lipstick, I looked like a slut looking to be laid. It did not take long for one of the men to approach me. He said, "Hello, my name is Mark, and you are gorgeous." I fainted blushing and said back, "Hello Mark; I am Cindy, and I bet you say that to all the girls." Mark smile, "Only to the ones that are hot and sexy, and I have an interest." I smiled and thought to myself, he was straight to the point. The Club just opened, and I had the first admire hitting on me. Mark moved close enough I could look into his eyes and said, "Mark if I did no know better, I would think you are hitting on me."

Mark asked, "Is this your first time here?" I responded, "Yes; I am here on vacation and wanted to check out the Club." Mark said as he reached out and took my hand, "Let me show you around. He led the way. I had to be careful walking in my boots. I did not want to twist an ankle. Moments after being downstairs, I had someone interested in Cindy. Holding onto a man's hand, being led excited me. As we walked, Mark said, "Here is a little cubbyhole where we can have a little privacy, and over, here is the sling, later tonight there might be some action here, and this is a room for a bed, it can be crowded in here." We walked down a narrow corridor leading to another room. We doubled back past the sling and to the cubbyhole. Mark without asking, open the curtain, and lead me into the area of about one-meter square. Without asking, he unzipped his pants, took out his cock in one hand, with the other hand, he placed it on my shoulder and pressed down. This action told me to Mark wanted me on my knees. I did, as Mark wanted. On my knees I looked up at Mark's face, open my mouth wide, so he could place his cock in my mouth. Once he did, I closed my mouth around his cock and moved my head in and out taking all of his cock. Mark put his hands on each side of my head and rocked his hips in a counter to my motion allowing all of his cock disappear into my mouth, and then reappear from my mouth. I notice there were not a few other men in the cubbyhole watching the action. Mark stepped back, taking his cock from my mouth and allow a man on his side to slip into the position in front of me, shoving his cock into my empty mouth. This man allowed me to suck him for a few minutes when he stepped aside, and a third man stepped up putting his cock in my mouth. This man must have been excited by watching the action because in a short time, he made a loud sound, coinciding with a flood of warm fluid in my mouth. I looked up at him, opened my mouth; his cock slipped out of mouth reveling it was full of white creamy cum. He zipped up and left the area. Before the next man could slip in front of me, I stood up to stretch my legs; I had been kneeling more in the last 15 minutes than in church in the last 15 years. I excused myself from the two men waiting for their turn and left the cubbyhole. Back to the bar, I had another drink. At the bar, a good-looking TV came to the bar to order a drink. She said, "Hello, I am Michelle." I responded by saying, "I am CindyUSA or just Cindy." We shook hands. Michelle stood over six feet tall in here red five-inch spiked heels. She had nice stockings on, very sheer and a nice golden brown. Her skirt ended halfway between her knee and hips, just right for The Club. Michelle asked, "Is this the first time at The Club?" I told her, "I have been here once before, about six months ago. I was little shy last time. I did not know anyone and well, did not fully enjoy myself." Michelle asked, "Cindy are you shy tonight?" I said, "No, I am not shy tonight just very submissive." No sooner had the words submissive passed my lips, Michelle took my hand and leading me down one of the corridors and into the room had a large platform bed. She sat on the side of the bed and patted the area next to her, motioning for me to sit by her side. I did and requested. Michelle put her arms around me planting a big kiss on my lips, much to the pleasure of the several men standing around against the walls. Michelle's tongue parted my lips. Her tongue was wet, warm and passionate. I rather lost myself for a few second, not considering I was kissing a man. Hell, it did not matter; Michelle was hot, taking charge, as her hand felt my cheeks, my ears, and my neck. Then she fondled my tits through my knit top. Wow, she knew all the hot spots; she turned me on by her actions. Michelle lays down pulling me with here, now we both stretched out on the bed. I could feel other hands on my body, on my stocking legs, between my legs on the bare skin between the stockings and my panties. Michelle rolls over on top of me, kneels on my chest. She raised her skirt to show off a hot pink lace panty, matching suspenders and a very large bulge. She leans forward rubbing her bulge on my mouth. The crowds of men were increasing, wanted to see two TV do the Lesbos thing. Michelle was sensing what the men wanted to see. She slipped a finger inside her pink -panties and with one motion, freed here clitty, showing it semi-erect, and uncut. I opened my mouth as Michelle slowly placed her clitty in my mouth as the men watched. I kissed and licked her clitty then swallow as much as I could; about half swallowed in my mouth. Michelle rocked back and forth allowing her clitty to move in and out of my warm, wet mouth. By this time, someone had removed my panties, and someone touched me jacking my cock. Several men were fondling Michelle's large tits. Michelle's cock was fully erect. She got off my chest moving to the front of the bed. I rolled over on all fours, in this position I was able to suck here clitty again. She held my head and slowly fucked my face. I felt a hand lightly spanked my ass cheek. I wiggled in return, showing I did not mind. The next spank on the other ass cheek felt harder. I faked pain wiggle my ass cheek again. The man next spanked one cheek then the other; each time with a little more forced until each spank created a louder noise. The area around the bed stood many men. Finally, the spanking stopped; my cheeks were burning with heat. I am sucking on Michelle's clit and enjoying every minute of her uncut flesh. I could feel someone running their finger up and down my crack until they found my cunt. In slipped a finger, then two fingers. I pushed back on the hand allow my cunt to be finger fucked. The fingers came out, and I felt a hard cock press against my cunt. I tighten my sphincter muscles to give the feeling of being tight. When he pushed hard against my cunt, I relaxed allowing him to slide in deeper. I tighten my sphincters adding addition friction along his sliding shaft and my cunt. I could not believe being lucky to meet Michelle. I took a second to stop sucking her clit and to look at her face. She watched me, watching the man whose cock sliding deep inside my cunt. My body reacted moving forward with each of his thrusts. I looked around; there must have been ten to twelve men in the room and a few other CD watching. One man approached Michelle and with his dick hanging out of his zipper, he stood next to Michelle offering her his cock to suck. She took his cock into her mouth as I watched; it seemed he came very quickly. Michelle bent over to kiss me; I could taste cum on her lips. She did something unexpected; she frenched me, and as I opened my mouth, the creamy cum for her giving a blowjob squirted into my mouth. Nothing I could do but to swallow. After receiving a mouth full of second hand cum, she stood up and winked at me. Distracted by what just happen I remembered my ass fucking I was receiving. I continued to ride his cock and contracted my sphincters with each inward thrust. Then he pushed hard pulling my hips stayed motionless as I could feel his cock jerk deep inside me. I felt his warm man juice flood inside my cunt also felt satisfied like a woman used. The room crowded full of people, stuffy with body heat. I was on my knees for a good fifteen minutes and needed to cool off. Michelle and I walked holding hands as we returned to the bar. I felt a wetness leaking out of my anus and running down my leg. I excused myself and found the restrooms. The restroom unisexual used by the CD/TV and by the men; all the stalls had doors so suppose if a real female wanted to use the facilities, she could. I entered the restroom; I saw a few gurls at the sink primping their makeup. I found an empty stall and closed the door. I raised my skirt and realized my panties were gone. Someone had removed them earlier; not sure, who had them now. I expelled some fluid, wiped myself clean and left the stall. At the sink, I washed my hands and checked my makeup. The eyes were OK, but I needed some more lipstick and to freshen up my blush. I returned to the bar, but Michelle had left. My feet were killing me; the red PVC boots might look good but are very painful if you had to wear them and walk in them. I found a chair and rested. Another CD sat next to me, introduced herself as Anna. She dressed to impress, standing over six feet. I checked her out. She had on black pumps without heels, likeable tan sheer stockings, and a floral A-line dress with a halter strap and skirt length just above the knees. She had an amiable pair of breasts, could not tell if they were real or faked. She had large hoop earrings, deep red lipstick, and a nice long hair blond wig. All total Anna appeared hot and sexy. We chatted about The Club. I mention how nice she looked dressed up and commented on her dress. She returned the compliment and told me my makeup looked great. I really enjoyed the time chatting with other CD/TV; we talked about clothes, makeup, shoes, and all the men walking around.

The man said, "My name is Michael, and we met downstairs." He said this with a grin on his face. I tried to remember, was this one of the men whom I give oral too. I showed embarrassment I did not recognize him.

I said, "Michael you are a good-looking man, and I would have remembered you." Michael showed a grin.

Michael smiles saying in a feminine voice, "Sweetie, I was then one gave you a "snowball,'" now do you remember?"

My jaw dropped open saying said, "Michelle?" Michael, Michelle seemed to please I did not recognize him as her.

Michael said, "I enjoyed you sucking my cock and letting me cum in your mouth. That was amazing to feel your mouth on my cock and watch you get fucked."

Remembering everything about the delightful three-way action, I remembered Michelle had a delicious large cock. I watched Michele sucking a cock. She then planted a long wet kiss on my lips. I was surprised she swapped a mouthful of cum from another man. A man stands on the stage and announcing the impersonator act about to start. I turned to watch the stage when I feel Michael's hand touch mine. Not only did he touch and held my hand. I felt gritty as a schoolgirl, sitting in a bar in London, dressed as a woman with a man holding my hand. Discreetly Michael moved my hand and placed it on his leg. Playing the part of an attentive girlfriend, I let my hand rub his leg moving from the top of his thigh to the inner thigh moving towards his groin, but not touch. Discretely I rubbed the inside of his leg slowly while everyone's eyes looked at the impersonator.

In forty-five minutes, the show ended. Everyone left the bar; some left together and some alone. I had a room upstairs and was about to ask Michael if he wanted to visit me. Michael was in the room a few minutes. We were in each other arms passionately kissing, deep Frenching. Our hands were between each other legs. His fingers felt wonderful. Michael had great hands and a hot mouth. Michael had talent. It did not take me long to cum, surprise at the intensity of my climax; I actually shook and moaned aloud. My body jerked with a spasm with each time I squirted cum.

I lay there catching my breath, feeling my heart thumping in my chest. I approached the male malacology all men get after then a climax. Most men at this moment roll over and want to sleep, other men after realizing they had sex with a stranger, and some were married; they have the fright and flight reflex. Michael had given me a wonderful climax, and I wanted to do something in return, fighting the feeling to sleep; I put Michael on his back, his erection pointing up and towards a face. The best position to take a large cock was cowgirl position. In this position, I controlled the penetration depth and the speed of his fucking. Michael's cock had a large girth; relaxing I took some of his cocks, easing up then sitting down again. He played with my nipples turning me on. I speeded up to my movements, and he thrust up as I sat down to accepting all of his cock as deep as it could go inside. The speed increases as my balls slap his body and his balls slapping between his legs. Michael's body tenses; he thrusts one last time and leaves his cock, deep down, in me. A warm sensation spread from far in within me, I feel like I made him cum. I fucked his cock and made him cum inside me. I am a real slut to have a man do this naughty sex deed. I lean forward, keeping his cock in me, I lay on his chest, stretched my out legs, on top of his legs, my head on his shoulders. I contract my anus muscles massaging his cock; wanting every drop of his cum inside me. I had one last contraction, and his cock slides out allowing some of his cum to leak out. I roll of his body and lay next to him. He is asleep. I lay there ten more minutes then dress and return to my room. The next morning Michael had already left. Michael showed me he was passionate love; Michelle showed me she was a sexy naughty gurl.

My first time at the Club will be a very fond memory, and I hope to meet Michael and Michelle again.

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