First Time Fantasy

I had chatted a lot, and played with the idea of meeting a man for the first time, sent some emails. But it took years before I ever made a positive plan. The first meeting I ever had was strictly for dressing, no sex. A fellow cd invited me to his house and we dressed in different outfits while his wife was at work. We changed clothes for hours like two excited schoolgirls. Eventually I got hotter and more mentally feminine - this was the first time I had the pleasure of wearing stockings and a garter belt, and it made me ultra horny - and played with a dildo in front of him; my panties pulled aside, skirt hiked up and stuffed bra cups bouncing.

As I sat on the dildo he moved behind me to watch it slide in and out of my freshly shaved ass. Out of the corner of my eye I could see him fiercely jerking off - he wanted me, and I don't blame him: I was perfectly girlied up in a plaid kilt, white satin panties and matching bra with a white garter belt and stockings. Being dressed like that, and feeling my girly hole being stretched, I would have easily sucked him off (it would have been the first time I'd done anything like that). All he would have had to do was move around in front of me and dangle his cock in front of my face. But unfortunately, nothing of the sort happened. By the time we were ready to change into out final outfits - the ones we would jerk off in - I was so girly and aching for cock. I changed into different panties, bra and stockings, this time being careful to make it obvious that I had slid the panties on over the garter belt like a little whore. But we had agreed that we would only meet for dress, so after cumming, I went on my merry way.

This first experience taught me how easy it could be to meet, and I began fantasizing more and more about a sexual encounter, either with another cd or a man. It's funny though, I was never attracted to men, only to the idea of being a girl for one. I loved girls, and still do. It's ironic that the idea of kissing a man disgusts me, yet the idea of being fucked my one turns me on! Anyway, I began chatting to more and more men who were looking for a cross-dressing girl to use.