The Making of Erica - Sperm Loving Crossdresser

There was a local adult theater that I visited a couple of times. I usually went in the morning when I was getting home from working the midnight shift. I would take panties and thigh high hose with me, and change into them at work. Then, I would sit in the mostly deserted theater and watch the porn. I think that this is the first time that I seriously considered approaching another man to offer him a blow job, but I didn’t act on it. I saw a couple of single men in the theater. I wanted a cock in my mouth, but was much too afraid.
My collection grew and I even traveled with it when I went on company business trips. Afraid of discovery, I had to get rid of everything that I had. My first (of many to come) purges. I really hated to do it. I have never forgotten a favorite pair of sheer, frilly, red panties. I remember wearing them under my jeans and how my erect cock could easily pop out of the elastic band at the top. I loved to jerk off while wearing them.

I even would experiment with makeup, in dark rental cars, outside of adult book stores before I would go inside. I would apply only a subtle touch of makeup, just enough that I knew but that wasn’t too obvious. I remember one incidence in Detroit where I did go into a viewing both with a man. I got down on my knees, unbuckled his pants, and put his soft cock in my mouth. When it wouldn’t harden, he lifted me to my feet, and put his hand on my erection. He undid my pants, and was delighted with finding me wearing a garter belt, stockings and panties. He pressed his hand against my erect, panty-covered cock, and started to masturbate me. Within seconds, I exploded my load in my panties, onto the floor and in his hand. Embarrassing, but it was my first time.

Anyway, after some time, I resumed my panty shopping. I began writing sexy stories about being a “fantasy woman”. I would write about having sex as a woman, giving blow jobs, and everything. It was all very unrealistic, but I enjoyed writing about it.