1. Going Down


    Date: 8/16/2016, Categories: Crossdressing, Author: thatfemininUrge, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

    race. I did not care about size. I just wanted to suck on a different cock. As I thought of where I would go, I redid, and touched up my make-up. I took my time, because I wanted it to look as good as when the day started. I drove over to a local strip mall, and did a little window shopping. As I waliked toward the store, a young guy drove by me. His eyes locked onto my breasts as the jiggled and bounced beneath my tight sweater. I did not think much of it at the time. After I spent about ten minute shopping, I walked back to my car to find the same young guy drive by. I got in my car and drove over to another strip mall about five minutes away. There was a furniture store there and I was looking for a small table for my back room. The parking lot was nearly empty. I parked in the corner. As I got out of my car, I noticed that car again. As I walked, gyrating my ass and swiveling my hips, the car pulled up near me. “Hi.” I looked at him over my sunglasses and said, “Hi,” in my best feminine voice. “I just wanted to say that you, uhm, ah, that, that uh that sweater looks great on you.” I was surprised by his forwardness, but I knew what he was actually saying. That I had big boobs. “Thank you I said.” “So what are you doing?” I shook my head, “Nothing much, just doing a little shopping. What are you doing?” “Just riding around.” “Just riding around?” “Yea. I didn’t have anything to do so I thought I’d ride around and you never know what you may see or find interesting.” ...
    “Well, you are not the only one who does that. I either ride around or do some window shopping to see what I can put on my wish list.” I turned to show my curvy profile and looked over my shoulder and said, in a husky whisper, “See anything interesting?” “Yep.” “And what was that?” “I am looking at it right now.” I was shocked but also intrigued at his abrupt forwardness. I said almost sheepishly, “Well I am flattered. You do know that I am a bit older than you.” “Yea so. Not like your my mother.” “Biologically, from how old you look, we may be close to the same age,” I blurted without thinking. “How old are you?” “Twenty five.” I looked over my sunglasses again. I smirked, “How old?” “Twenty.” “Really. Let me see your driver’s license.” “Eighteen.” “Let me see your driver’s license,” I said with a bit more stern tone. I stood near his side window, but in a manner that if he got out, I could get away. I watched as he fumble through his center console looking for his wallet. While he was doing that, and me being in a very feminine mode, I naturally glanced down at his crotch. It was obvious to me that he was not wearing any underwear because I could clearly see the visible outline of an apparently nice penis. He held up his wallet with his picture for me to see. My delayed reaction in looking at his license certainly made him aware that I was ogling his dick. I looked at this wallet. I made a quick calculation of his age. I let out a quick little laugh. “You have like just turned ...
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