Summer Memories
The summer evening was the end of one of those days where you run around horny all the time. It got late that I went out to the lake where I usually go for swimming naked and also walk around a bit on the narrow forest paths where you always find men looking for willing partners. I enjoy their looks when I pass by slowly, swaying my hips slightly but in the end just my natural feminine way of walking. Another sign of my true gender which is also emphasized by my more feminine body and extremities. What once was trouble in teenage years now is my capital I may say. And I am very happy for the blessings I got.
So when I got back to the parking lot I just was in the mood to dress up a little and sit across the two front seats of my van having a snack. It didn´t take long and the cruising show began as usual: men slowly driving by or parking somewhere on the ground ready and waiting for something exciting to happen but almost never even coming out of their cars. I had put on my little white lingerie top and the related panties of lace and sat there in a form e not special pose but yes, how I put my legs in a for me simply comfortable angle is not typical for men…
Soon a car stopped beside me after having driven around me in a half circle. Like a predator encircles its prey and I felt all excited already. Would I be brave enough to go all the way? Will I finally let happen anything someone wants to do with me? The guy that got out was... ummmh…not really my preferred type I may say: Middle aged I guessed, which is not bad in general but he also had too much weight and simply had something ugly about him which you can´t really name. Just a kind of aura. He approached my car window and started smalltalk which I am not too good in because for someone like me it´s just a waste of lifetime. He complimented me on my looks and my sexy legs and I replied politely in a soft voice just following my feelings. In my head the thoughts were running, trying to figure out what I should make of the situation. Very quickly my thinking always ended in the same thoughts: I claim to be born to serve the lust and pleasure of men, my fulfilling is to fulfil their dreams and desires as good as I can – so what was there to think about? If I ever wanted to find out if I am cut out to serve without any reservations, to give my body to anyone wanting it and maybe some day even go further and get paid for it all (I already had had offers before) this night was the night to find out.
So he asked me if he may get in on the passenger seat. I just answered suggestively there is no need to when there is so much more space in the back… I could immediately feel his arousal and how this turned him on even more. He climbed in through the side door and I already laid there faster as he could realize, moving gently, lasciviously and he wasted no time getting out of his clothes. When he turned to me I did the same and in a way he knew I am ready for him. Every single touch of him felt so good and sexy as if my body got what he hungers for so much. I winded myself on him like a snake, rubbing my slim body on him and letting my hands wander and discover. „Give me a BJ, please take me in your mouth! “ he begged and of course I immediately went down. I never had been with such a big guy before and I was happy to find out that obviously once I get to take care of a cock they are all beautiful. I sucked him so well and his moans filled the van. I only had to turn him down when he asked me to fuck him as this is generally not my role as a transgirl. I mean, I simply prefer to e fucked myself and mostly, even when my clitty is hard like a rock and jerking in excitement it immediately gets limp when I try to fuck someone. Says a lot I find and I am not too unhappy with it.
So I just rubbed my body further on him, turned around to let him suck me a little how he craved and then I slowly got in the mood to bring this to an end. As if I had gotten to know what I had wanted to find out. I rubbed my ass on his cock and fucked him a bit taking his cock between my cheeks. He was so short before the point and I changed to give him a handjob, all my senses ready for every little signal so I could do it right for him. I changed between faster and slower, clinging my fingers firmly around him, then release him a little again. His reactions, his moans, his increasing lust – as it is always for r me with men – where my absolute joy. I didn´t waste a single second thinking of my own. Then finally he exploded with halfway muffled moans, almost cries.
I had done it! More than one premiere in one evening. For the first time I had exposed myself that far in feminine clothes, even in lingerie and both I never had dared before. For the first time I had offered myself on a parking lot. And for the first time I had fulfilled my duty to give my body to a man to serve him, even when he didn´t turn me on. I finally had done it! The only missing thing to a professional joy bringer was that I didn´t get paid but that was not my intention this evening.
When he got out the car another one had already stopped and asked him something, then unfortunately drove off. I would have been ready for a second one and maybe more that night. When I asked the guy what the other one had was looking for he answered he had told him that I would only do it for money and the other driver didn´t want to pay. Well, at least I knew I would have been wanted by another one.
One more important thing I found out with all of this: I absolutely can imagine to sell my services and I don´t feel a little bit ashamed or that it´s ugly or anything. In contrary, that there are really men willing to pay for me is a big compliment and still wipes me off my feet a little because after all it just me, simply me, nothing so special. Obviously men see me in a different light and I am very thankful.
So when I got back to the parking lot I just was in the mood to dress up a little and sit across the two front seats of my van having a snack. It didn´t take long and the cruising show began as usual: men slowly driving by or parking somewhere on the ground ready and waiting for something exciting to happen but almost never even coming out of their cars. I had put on my little white lingerie top and the related panties of lace and sat there in a form e not special pose but yes, how I put my legs in a for me simply comfortable angle is not typical for men…
Soon a car stopped beside me after having driven around me in a half circle. Like a predator encircles its prey and I felt all excited already. Would I be brave enough to go all the way? Will I finally let happen anything someone wants to do with me? The guy that got out was... ummmh…not really my preferred type I may say: Middle aged I guessed, which is not bad in general but he also had too much weight and simply had something ugly about him which you can´t really name. Just a kind of aura. He approached my car window and started smalltalk which I am not too good in because for someone like me it´s just a waste of lifetime. He complimented me on my looks and my sexy legs and I replied politely in a soft voice just following my feelings. In my head the thoughts were running, trying to figure out what I should make of the situation. Very quickly my thinking always ended in the same thoughts: I claim to be born to serve the lust and pleasure of men, my fulfilling is to fulfil their dreams and desires as good as I can – so what was there to think about? If I ever wanted to find out if I am cut out to serve without any reservations, to give my body to anyone wanting it and maybe some day even go further and get paid for it all (I already had had offers before) this night was the night to find out.
So he asked me if he may get in on the passenger seat. I just answered suggestively there is no need to when there is so much more space in the back… I could immediately feel his arousal and how this turned him on even more. He climbed in through the side door and I already laid there faster as he could realize, moving gently, lasciviously and he wasted no time getting out of his clothes. When he turned to me I did the same and in a way he knew I am ready for him. Every single touch of him felt so good and sexy as if my body got what he hungers for so much. I winded myself on him like a snake, rubbing my slim body on him and letting my hands wander and discover. „Give me a BJ, please take me in your mouth! “ he begged and of course I immediately went down. I never had been with such a big guy before and I was happy to find out that obviously once I get to take care of a cock they are all beautiful. I sucked him so well and his moans filled the van. I only had to turn him down when he asked me to fuck him as this is generally not my role as a transgirl. I mean, I simply prefer to e fucked myself and mostly, even when my clitty is hard like a rock and jerking in excitement it immediately gets limp when I try to fuck someone. Says a lot I find and I am not too unhappy with it.
So I just rubbed my body further on him, turned around to let him suck me a little how he craved and then I slowly got in the mood to bring this to an end. As if I had gotten to know what I had wanted to find out. I rubbed my ass on his cock and fucked him a bit taking his cock between my cheeks. He was so short before the point and I changed to give him a handjob, all my senses ready for every little signal so I could do it right for him. I changed between faster and slower, clinging my fingers firmly around him, then release him a little again. His reactions, his moans, his increasing lust – as it is always for r me with men – where my absolute joy. I didn´t waste a single second thinking of my own. Then finally he exploded with halfway muffled moans, almost cries.
I had done it! More than one premiere in one evening. For the first time I had exposed myself that far in feminine clothes, even in lingerie and both I never had dared before. For the first time I had offered myself on a parking lot. And for the first time I had fulfilled my duty to give my body to a man to serve him, even when he didn´t turn me on. I finally had done it! The only missing thing to a professional joy bringer was that I didn´t get paid but that was not my intention this evening.
When he got out the car another one had already stopped and asked him something, then unfortunately drove off. I would have been ready for a second one and maybe more that night. When I asked the guy what the other one had was looking for he answered he had told him that I would only do it for money and the other driver didn´t want to pay. Well, at least I knew I would have been wanted by another one.
One more important thing I found out with all of this: I absolutely can imagine to sell my services and I don´t feel a little bit ashamed or that it´s ugly or anything. In contrary, that there are really men willing to pay for me is a big compliment and still wipes me off my feet a little because after all it just me, simply me, nothing so special. Obviously men see me in a different light and I am very thankful.
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