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Going Down
Date: 8/16/2016, Categories: Crossdressing, Author: thatfemininUrge, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories
suddenly I was bubbling with femininity and it boiled and pulsed through my entire body, but more so veiled my mind into a total feminine attitude. It had spiked within me as it never had spiked before. With my make-up complete, I now wiggled my padded hips and ass into my skirt in front of my full length mirror. I pulled the tight sweater over my head. My breast filled it out seductively. I put on my new blonde wig. There was no time for me to do my usual out door walk to garnish male attention because we were to meet at 9:00 am. I also did not have the time for my usual drink that loosened and relaxed me before I went out in public. I did take a large plastic cup that camouflaged my drink as I drove to my destination. Nick had picked the spot where we were to meet. It is hard to explain it. It was a state park but not just a typical nature park. It had a variety of buildings that either had a historic presence or was a learning center. When I pulled into the parking lot, I could not see Nick’s vehicle. I was surprised, because I always try to purposefully show up late. Not seeing his car, I parked my car in a far corner spot where I could see him pull in. As I looked out my rear window to park my car, I did not realize that Nick was walking over to my car. By the time I shifted to park and shut the engine off, he was standing by my window. At first he startled me, but I realized it was him. I opened my car door and place my left foot on the pavement, and that was as far as ... I got, as Nick was standing before me between my open car door and where I was sitting. On the far side of the lot down near one of the buildings, a few people walked to and fro. At first, I was not concerned that there were people around, even if a bit of a distance away. “I didn’t see your truck,” I told him “I didn’t drive it,” he said. “I drove one of my cars,” as he pointed to it. “Wow that is nice.” It was a classic 60s’ convertible Mustang. “I thought it would be nice seeing your hair blowing in the wind.” “Good thing I wore a sweater,” I smiled as I watched his eyes become glured to my large breasts. “And they and you look good in it.” “Thank you. Are you going to let me out? He grabbed my hand and helped me out of the car. I leaned up against my car, took his hand and pulled him into me. His right leg pushed my legs apart as he pushed into me. He then leaned over and kissed me. His hands grabbed at my breasts. When we broke off from our kiss, I whispered, “I am totally at a new peak, and I feel extremely and completely feminine.” “Really!?” “Really,” I responded as my right hand rubbed his thick cock through his pants. He took a step back and said, “Show me how feminine you are.” With that I watched as he quickly unzipped his pants and pulled out his semi hard cock. It was at this time that I now became fully aware that there were people walking around and may or could see his thing that stuck out at me as I looked at it. “Nick! Oh my God, Nick, someone may see it.” ...