Shopping at a second-hand store
- Cindy Will
- Nov 7, 2017
- 5 min read
Shopping at a second-hand store
CindyUSA\
cindyusa58@bellsouth.net
I loved cross-dressing and enjoyed exchanging my excitement about dressing with others that have an interest. I posted a message on Craigslist saying I wanted to chat with someone about cross-dressing. I said in my message that I only wanted to exchange emails with admires or other CD, I did not ask to meet. I received a dozen replies from admires and a few from other CD. One of the email replies was from Martha, a CD living in Jacksonville Beach. Lived in a nearby town of Orange Park. She only lived 20 miles away. She said she had a place to meet. Martha said she worked in a used clothing store that had a good selection of woman clothing. She said I could pick out what I wanted from the store, and wanted to see me dressed in some of the outfits. Like most married CD Martha did not have the chance to dress often. He told me he underdressed every day.
After the exchange of few emails discussing our erotic wishes, I agreed to meet Martha. Like most married CD I was still in the closet. Going out in public dressed, as Cindy and shopping for clothing would take nerve. I decided to risk dressing as Cindy and not being caught. I would leave my house as a guy Roger and my Cindy clothing in the suitcase. I would stop at a public park or boat ramp and change into Cindy in my truck. I would arrive at Martha’s shop as Cindy. I know that other people would see me but none would identify me as Roger and if they did, was sure no one would say anything.
I had an F-350 crew cab pickup truck and had plenty of room to dress. To lessen the time to dress I underdressed in panty hose, panties and a bra. I had errands to run before my meeting. For me I was aroused to be in public undressed in woman undies. I visited a hardware store and imaging the men I passed knew that I was wearing panty hose, panties and a bra knowing I was a sissy slut. I had socks on that covered my panty hose around my ankle. To make sure I was not discovered underdressing I had my shirt tucked into my pants. On my way to Mark’s shop, I found a boat ramp with an empty parking area at one end. This was a discrete enough place allowing me to change. I had on panty hose, what was remaining to dress was my bra, top, skirt, shoes and my wig. I did not have time to put on all my makeup, just some blush, lipstick and five minutes later I was Cindy.
I was driving my F350 crew cab pickup and sure, everyone was looking at Cindy behind the wheel as drove into town. I found the used clothing store and found a parking spot as close to the front door as possible. When I parked my truck only one parked car was in front of the store. Entering the store, I found an older couple at the front desk. I quickly walked passed them to the back of the store. I dodged around the clothing racks, keeping my back away from view from the front of the store.
The couple was shopping, taking their time looking at second hand items. I started to look at the plus size clothing and after a few minutes, I found two items that I wanted to try on. When the couple left, I went to the front counter and said hi to Mark. Mark responded, “Halloo, Cindy." Mark was a good-looking guy with a ponytail. He was in his 50s with a trim and fit body. I smiled at him, saying, "Mark, so nice to meet you today."
I said, "I have a few outfits to try on and might need your help, where is your changing room?" We walked to the dressing room, knowing there was a bell on the front door to alert us should someone enter the store. I found a green nightgown and slipped it on leaving it open to expose my bra and panty hose. Mark entered the dressing room as I showed off my outfit. He immediately smiled saying, “Cindy you are looking oh so sexy baby. “
Mark was dressed on the outside as a guy, but I knew he was underdressing. I asked him to show me his panties. He unzipped his pants showing off a purple lace G-string. Moving his sexy G-string out plopped larger than average cock. His cock was thick around with the length in excess of 7 inches. Like any good slut, I knelt on the floor asking Mark if I could suck his cock. He said, “Oh Cindy, you're looking so hot on your knees, you can suck me anytime baby.” When I am on my knees, it allowed me kiss his cock and then lick his balls. He moaned as I took him in my mouth. He started to move his hips gently humping my mouth as I started to suck his cock. Once I had his cock in my mouth for a few minutes, Mark grabbed my head with both hands continuing to face fuck my mouth. I tried to take in all of his cock in my mouth but choked and gagged each time. Mark moved to a different position that allowed his cock to have a better angle to slide down my throat. Surprised this time when Mark forced his cock deep into my mouth, I swallowed all of his cock. I actually could deep throat him.
I begged him, “Mark; I want you to cum in my mouth." He said, "Sweetie, not this time, you will have to cum back and meet me again." I said, “OK” but disappointed not to have received a reward. Moving from my knees to sitting in one of the chairs in the fitting room. As I sat on a chair, I allowed my gown to open. He knelt and started to play with my cock in his hands. It always feels good to have strange hands feel your cock and balls. Mark took my limp cock into his mouth and sucked it nicely and in fewer than two minutes, I came in his mouth. Finishing dressing as Cindy, I went to the front of the store where I brought three articles of clothing. I told Mark that was fun, and I would return. We hugged. I drove my pickup truck to the boat ramp, disrobed in the truck to dress in my guy clothing. I could not wait until the next time we could meet.
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