1. My feminine Urge Satisfied


    Date: 7/11/2016, Categories: Crossdressing, Author: thatfemininUrge, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

    like grip on his cock surrendered. His dick was coated in my own orgasm, his and my lubricant. He rolled off of me onto his side. I close my knees like a good girl and modestly pulled my t shirt down to cover my breast. “Wow that was fucking awesome,” he exclaimed. After catching my breath, I said, “I have to get dressed. I am probably running late.” I did not want to stand up yet as I my crotch was still sore from the throttling his big cock gave my pussy. I was certain that I was going to walk funny. It didn’t seem to matter as I had completely surrender to my female identity. I stood, up as my V-String began to ooze the tonic of our orgasms and lubricant down my leg. I watched him as he watched his spunk slide down my inner thigh. I looked over at him and said, “Sheese, you cum a lot.” I picked up my panties and wiped up his cum. “I have to get going Daren.” “Oh, ah ok.” I did not wait around for him to dress. I strutted quickly to my house. Once inside, I went upstairs and took a hot shower and cleaned up, paying close attention to my V-String. After showering, I put on a fresh pair of panties, and put on cottony bra that gave my breast support but allowed for maximum jiggle. I put on a nice summery white dress. I grabbed my purse and got in my car and drove to a flea market that was somewhat nearby. I was still revealed in my encounter with Darren, so I was feeling extremely feminine and girly. As I said, Darren had taken me to a whole new level of femininity in that I ...
    now thought of myself as nothing short of being a complete woman as all my mannerism were now natural. I walked around, getting some good male attention from vendors and those shopping. Near the back side of the flea market about ten bikers glared as I strutted by them. One guy even asked if I would like to go for a ride on his bike. I politely rejected the offer. I did a few other errands, and some window shopping. I then drove back to my house. It was about two pm. I then changed my clothes. It was a warm clear day, so I put on a pair of light blue shorts and a tight yellow t-shirt. I opted against wearing a bra. I decided to do a little weeding in my garden. Whenever a motorcycle or truck approached, I made sure that I strutted and jiggled my way near the road so I could be seen. I garnished some more male attention. I appreciated the stares, honking horns, and an occasional wolf call. Dusk was soon settling in over the day, when I decided to change into a one of my negligée. I then went back outside to sip on some wine and perhaps read. I had a really nice buzz going when I heard my gate open, and, “Hi Amanda.” It was Daren. I waved enthusiastically. He walked over and stood in front me as his eyes danced all over my body. He paused at my large bosom and exposed cleavage that my negligée offered. I looked up at him and smiled. “I have something for you.” “Oh yea. What do you have for me?” As if I didn’t know. I watched as he unzipped his pants. He reached inside and pulled ...
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