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I was feeling really horny, massive nervous anticipation. I was all dressed
up, looking for my first taste of cock.
My name's Nikki, I was aged about 25 or 26 at the time, only 2/3 years ago,
but I was fed up being the `closet' tranny tart, I wanted to try out some
cock; in short, I wanted dirty sex with a guy, I didn't care who!!!!!!
I'd done myself up pretty well, great make-up, hair looking good, scarlet
blouse (it was warm enough not to need a jacket), black skirt finishing
about 3" above the knee, matching black lacy bra, thong and suspender belt,
plain black stockings (but I always carried a spare pair or 2 with me), 3"
black strappy mules to finish off.
I drove to a fairly well known `pick-up' place, about 6 miles from where I
lived. It was a large community park, but a no-go area after 10pm unless
you were looking for something special. I'd heard it had its usual
population of drunks and hobo's on any particular night, but they weren't a
real problem.
I parked my car in the adjoining car park and drew a deep breath, checked
myself in the rear view mirror, grabbed my handbag and stepped out of the
car. The night air was still warm, but a cool(ish) breeze was picking up,
sending a shiver down my spine. I strolled towards the park entrance,
trying not to walk too tarty, but still trying to make anyone interested
know why I was there!!! The park itself was reasonably well lit, some of it
quite open, some of it quite sheltered. I walked on for a couple of minutes
before finding a bench to sit down on slightly off, but facing, the main
path. I sat down and pulled a cigarette from my bag, lighting it and
inhaling that nerve-numbing first drag. I felt myself sit back slightly,
easing into the relatively hard wooden bench; I was certainly more at ease
and crossed my legs.
I hadn't even quite finished my cigarette when a group of about 5 lads
strolled along the main path, I could vaguely make out their mutterings as
they walked passed, daring each other to go over and ask the `lady' how
much, that sort of thing, you know what young lads are like!!!! They
continued passed on up the path, a couple of them looking back for a longer
look, obviously with a stirring in their loins.
I finally finished my cigarette, dropping it to the floor, stubbing it out
under my shoe, I was about to get up and move further into the park when
one of the young lads came up to me, quite handsome, I guess, blondish
streaky hair, about 20 years old I suppose. He was well spoken, polite,
obviously attached to the university that was close by; he explained that
he was actually on his way back to his campus room as he'd forgotten his
wallet, the guys he was with gave him a little dig, suggesting that he was
simply going back to try and pick me up!!!! I didn't mind, he was certainly
good looking enough to make me blush!! His name was Jon.
I asked him which he intended to do first, get his wallet or pick me up,
that is when he suggested that I walk back with him, pick up his wallet,
then, if I'm still up for it, he'd `pick' me up. No problem I thought.
We headed off across the park, westwards I think, finally coming to a
different exit from where I parked, right next to the campus residence.
Despite his request to go up to his room, I remained just outside the
residence entrance waiting for him. He wasn't long, and we strolled back
into the park, striking up polite conversation. That is when I dropped the
killer line...
"Jon, I'm actually a tranny...a,a guy, I'm just here to pick-up...it's,
er...my first time doing this...I.."
"Jeeezus! You're a bloke!" Jon exclaimed, "well you do a good fucking job
of not looking like one, I mean, you look fantastic".
I was quite embarrassed, I'd expected him to kick my fucking head in or
something or at least tell me to fuck off!!! But no, he was quite
charming. He said I was a cracking looking `piece-of-stuff' as he put it,
and he was still up for it, suggesting that we needn't do it in the park,
we could go back to his place, or mine, wherever!! But I was here now, and
Jon's sheer kindness kinda hinted that I would be okay with this one.
Anyway, we pretty much got back to where I was originally sat down, when a
sudden urge of `I want your cock now!!!!!!' overtook me.
"in here" I said, pulling Jon into some bushes just to the left of the
bench where I sat earlier.
"what, why..."
"come on" I said, "I want you!!!".
Jon's meagre attempt at resistance was futile, I wanted him, he wanted me!!
In the relative seclusion of the bushes I slowly ran my hand over Jon's
chest, clad in his light denim shirt, he was no J C van Damme, but
firm(ish). We kissed, tongues lashing, but I was in no mood for foreplay. I
moved my hand over his groin, feeling his rock hard little man, straining
to get free, I had to do what it commanded of me.
Undoing Jon's belt and unzipping Jon's fly, I reached inside his plain
white boxers, wrapping my hand around his hot, throbbing member. Slowly I
started to wank him off, his groans clear in the still night air. I stood
back from him, looking him deep in the eyes, a grin on my face, I started
to strip.
The look on his face was incredible. I peeled off my scarlet blouse, and
dropped it to the floor, then began pulling down my skirt, revealing my
lacy suspender belt and black stocking tops; Jon's cock just swelled,
agonising awaiting to release its gift. Finally I kicked off my shoes,
leaving me in just my underwear.
"Ah!Ah!" said Jon, "take off your panties too!!"
I did as I was commanded. He gestured to come to him, I started, but he
stopped me, no he wanted me to crawl. Getting onto my hand and knees I
crawled across the damp ground, littered with dead leaves, broken twigs,
this was turning me on. I came to where Jon was standing, I looked up to
see his cock still erect, still throbbing. Getting to my knees I gave him a
quick wink then took him deep into my mouth. This was heaven. He tasted so
good, he'd obviously given his cock a good clean before going out. I licked
the pre-cum soaked tend tasting its unusual flavour, and took him deeper
and deeper, sucking him, caressing his shaft with my tongue. Jon moved
faster, his rhythm matching mine, finally I felt him buck, he let out a
glorious cry, splattering the back of my throat with him cum, I pulled
back, lay on my back and brought my feet up to take the rest of his gift
over my black stockinged feet. His cum kept flowing, I loved the feel of it
soaking into my stockings, I pumped for more and got what I asked for.
"Got enough in there left to fuck me with?" I asked
With that Jon pulled off his jeans and boxers and manoeuvred me onto all
fours, I gave him a sachet of KY from my handbag, giving it to Jon,
suggesting that it would make things much easier.
"Mmmmm" I groan as he slipped two KY covered fingers straight up my ass,
his finger-fucking loosening me up nicely, with that `wack' in he went, no
messing around, and fuck me it hurt.
"Jeez, be a bit more gentle" I gasped, "until 2 seconds ago I was a virgin
in that region" I quipped.
But it soon got better, Jon slipped in and out very nicely, bringing me
very close to climax. My cock was as stiff as it had ever been, I started
to stroke it, but then Jon moved his hand over and did the job for me; I
orgasmed like never before, while Jon kept driving his lush cock deep into
my ass.
"Fuck me harder" I cried, again and again, "harder, in need a good
fucking..."
"You'll get a good hard fucking, you dirty tranny bitch!!!" a voice said,
followed by riotous laughter. It was three guys, big guys, bikers by the
look of it. With that Jon pulled his cock out of my ass, grabbed his stuff
and scarpered!!!
"Oh, shit!" I whispered, I couldn't just pick up my stuff and run, it was
scattered across the place. I thought about just grabbing my handbag and
making a dash for the car, but it was too close to one of the men.
"Okay, you can do what you like, but please don't hurt me, my, er, um,
boyfriend will be back now and with friends..." I pleased, desperately.
"Not going to hurt you princess, just wanna," he paused, "have a little
fun".
With that all three guys, unzipped their jeans and pulled out their
cocks. The ring leader went behind me, flipped me over on my back and
shoved his cock straight up my fuck-hole, luckily he wasn't very well
endowed and slipped in quite easily, I tried hard not to snigger. The other
guys brought their cocks to bear by my mouth, instructing me to lick and
suck, while they tugged vigorously at their pricks. It wasn't long before
the first explosion of cum hit my face, shortly the second, then finally
the fat brute that so eloquently bum-fucked me with his measly prick,
pulled out and literally jet-washed my belly, chest and bra with cum, it
seemed like fucking gallons!!!! He undid my left suspender straps and
proceeded to wipe his cum soaked cock in my stocking top, smiling he pushed
his finger through the delicate nylon material,
"won't need these again, will you doll!!!" he spat, I just looked
away. With that he moved me onto all fours and beckoned the other 2
over. With three standing behind me, I didn't know what to do. Suddenly I
felt their hands all over my legs, caressing me, my cock grew stiff again,
no matter how hard I tried to stop it.
"look, the tranny slut likes it" said one.
Next the sound of tearing nylon as they proceeded to rip my stockings off
me, rolling me back onto my back, they pulled at my suspender belt,
breaking one of the clasps, ripping my stockings to shreds, I struggled to
undo the back fastening, managing to do so, as they pulled a conquest
trophy clean off me!!! Laughing, all three stood up, one of them picking up
my panties and taking that too. I sat there for about two minutes,
composing myself. I was covered in dirt and cum, my underwear had been
ripped clean off, I was sobbing and my stockings were not even recognisable
as stockings. Finally I got up, took off what remained of my stockings, got
dressed and went back to the car.
I was glad to get home, once inside I cleaned myself up, slipped into a red
negligee, panties and red hold-up stockings, sat down and poured a large
glass of red wine. I looked at the clock, it was gone 1am. I thought about
Jon, nice, sexy, chicken-shit, and I thought of my sexual-blitzkrieg by
three horny bikers -- in all, it wasn't that bad a night!!!
My next trip to the park was even better, but you'll have to wait!!!
up, looking for my first taste of cock.
My name's Nikki, I was aged about 25 or 26 at the time, only 2/3 years ago,
but I was fed up being the `closet' tranny tart, I wanted to try out some
cock; in short, I wanted dirty sex with a guy, I didn't care who!!!!!!
I'd done myself up pretty well, great make-up, hair looking good, scarlet
blouse (it was warm enough not to need a jacket), black skirt finishing
about 3" above the knee, matching black lacy bra, thong and suspender belt,
plain black stockings (but I always carried a spare pair or 2 with me), 3"
black strappy mules to finish off.
I drove to a fairly well known `pick-up' place, about 6 miles from where I
lived. It was a large community park, but a no-go area after 10pm unless
you were looking for something special. I'd heard it had its usual
population of drunks and hobo's on any particular night, but they weren't a
real problem.
I parked my car in the adjoining car park and drew a deep breath, checked
myself in the rear view mirror, grabbed my handbag and stepped out of the
car. The night air was still warm, but a cool(ish) breeze was picking up,
sending a shiver down my spine. I strolled towards the park entrance,
trying not to walk too tarty, but still trying to make anyone interested
know why I was there!!! The park itself was reasonably well lit, some of it
quite open, some of it quite sheltered. I walked on for a couple of minutes
before finding a bench to sit down on slightly off, but facing, the main
path. I sat down and pulled a cigarette from my bag, lighting it and
inhaling that nerve-numbing first drag. I felt myself sit back slightly,
easing into the relatively hard wooden bench; I was certainly more at ease
and crossed my legs.
I hadn't even quite finished my cigarette when a group of about 5 lads
strolled along the main path, I could vaguely make out their mutterings as
they walked passed, daring each other to go over and ask the `lady' how
much, that sort of thing, you know what young lads are like!!!! They
continued passed on up the path, a couple of them looking back for a longer
look, obviously with a stirring in their loins.
I finally finished my cigarette, dropping it to the floor, stubbing it out
under my shoe, I was about to get up and move further into the park when
one of the young lads came up to me, quite handsome, I guess, blondish
streaky hair, about 20 years old I suppose. He was well spoken, polite,
obviously attached to the university that was close by; he explained that
he was actually on his way back to his campus room as he'd forgotten his
wallet, the guys he was with gave him a little dig, suggesting that he was
simply going back to try and pick me up!!!! I didn't mind, he was certainly
good looking enough to make me blush!! His name was Jon.
I asked him which he intended to do first, get his wallet or pick me up,
that is when he suggested that I walk back with him, pick up his wallet,
then, if I'm still up for it, he'd `pick' me up. No problem I thought.
We headed off across the park, westwards I think, finally coming to a
different exit from where I parked, right next to the campus residence.
Despite his request to go up to his room, I remained just outside the
residence entrance waiting for him. He wasn't long, and we strolled back
into the park, striking up polite conversation. That is when I dropped the
killer line...
"Jon, I'm actually a tranny...a,a guy, I'm just here to pick-up...it's,
er...my first time doing this...I.."
"Jeeezus! You're a bloke!" Jon exclaimed, "well you do a good fucking job
of not looking like one, I mean, you look fantastic".
I was quite embarrassed, I'd expected him to kick my fucking head in or
something or at least tell me to fuck off!!! But no, he was quite
charming. He said I was a cracking looking `piece-of-stuff' as he put it,
and he was still up for it, suggesting that we needn't do it in the park,
we could go back to his place, or mine, wherever!! But I was here now, and
Jon's sheer kindness kinda hinted that I would be okay with this one.
Anyway, we pretty much got back to where I was originally sat down, when a
sudden urge of `I want your cock now!!!!!!' overtook me.
"in here" I said, pulling Jon into some bushes just to the left of the
bench where I sat earlier.
"what, why..."
"come on" I said, "I want you!!!".
Jon's meagre attempt at resistance was futile, I wanted him, he wanted me!!
In the relative seclusion of the bushes I slowly ran my hand over Jon's
chest, clad in his light denim shirt, he was no J C van Damme, but
firm(ish). We kissed, tongues lashing, but I was in no mood for foreplay. I
moved my hand over his groin, feeling his rock hard little man, straining
to get free, I had to do what it commanded of me.
Undoing Jon's belt and unzipping Jon's fly, I reached inside his plain
white boxers, wrapping my hand around his hot, throbbing member. Slowly I
started to wank him off, his groans clear in the still night air. I stood
back from him, looking him deep in the eyes, a grin on my face, I started
to strip.
The look on his face was incredible. I peeled off my scarlet blouse, and
dropped it to the floor, then began pulling down my skirt, revealing my
lacy suspender belt and black stocking tops; Jon's cock just swelled,
agonising awaiting to release its gift. Finally I kicked off my shoes,
leaving me in just my underwear.
"Ah!Ah!" said Jon, "take off your panties too!!"
I did as I was commanded. He gestured to come to him, I started, but he
stopped me, no he wanted me to crawl. Getting onto my hand and knees I
crawled across the damp ground, littered with dead leaves, broken twigs,
this was turning me on. I came to where Jon was standing, I looked up to
see his cock still erect, still throbbing. Getting to my knees I gave him a
quick wink then took him deep into my mouth. This was heaven. He tasted so
good, he'd obviously given his cock a good clean before going out. I licked
the pre-cum soaked tend tasting its unusual flavour, and took him deeper
and deeper, sucking him, caressing his shaft with my tongue. Jon moved
faster, his rhythm matching mine, finally I felt him buck, he let out a
glorious cry, splattering the back of my throat with him cum, I pulled
back, lay on my back and brought my feet up to take the rest of his gift
over my black stockinged feet. His cum kept flowing, I loved the feel of it
soaking into my stockings, I pumped for more and got what I asked for.
"Got enough in there left to fuck me with?" I asked
With that Jon pulled off his jeans and boxers and manoeuvred me onto all
fours, I gave him a sachet of KY from my handbag, giving it to Jon,
suggesting that it would make things much easier.
"Mmmmm" I groan as he slipped two KY covered fingers straight up my ass,
his finger-fucking loosening me up nicely, with that `wack' in he went, no
messing around, and fuck me it hurt.
"Jeez, be a bit more gentle" I gasped, "until 2 seconds ago I was a virgin
in that region" I quipped.
But it soon got better, Jon slipped in and out very nicely, bringing me
very close to climax. My cock was as stiff as it had ever been, I started
to stroke it, but then Jon moved his hand over and did the job for me; I
orgasmed like never before, while Jon kept driving his lush cock deep into
my ass.
"Fuck me harder" I cried, again and again, "harder, in need a good
fucking..."
"You'll get a good hard fucking, you dirty tranny bitch!!!" a voice said,
followed by riotous laughter. It was three guys, big guys, bikers by the
look of it. With that Jon pulled his cock out of my ass, grabbed his stuff
and scarpered!!!
"Oh, shit!" I whispered, I couldn't just pick up my stuff and run, it was
scattered across the place. I thought about just grabbing my handbag and
making a dash for the car, but it was too close to one of the men.
"Okay, you can do what you like, but please don't hurt me, my, er, um,
boyfriend will be back now and with friends..." I pleased, desperately.
"Not going to hurt you princess, just wanna," he paused, "have a little
fun".
With that all three guys, unzipped their jeans and pulled out their
cocks. The ring leader went behind me, flipped me over on my back and
shoved his cock straight up my fuck-hole, luckily he wasn't very well
endowed and slipped in quite easily, I tried hard not to snigger. The other
guys brought their cocks to bear by my mouth, instructing me to lick and
suck, while they tugged vigorously at their pricks. It wasn't long before
the first explosion of cum hit my face, shortly the second, then finally
the fat brute that so eloquently bum-fucked me with his measly prick,
pulled out and literally jet-washed my belly, chest and bra with cum, it
seemed like fucking gallons!!!! He undid my left suspender straps and
proceeded to wipe his cum soaked cock in my stocking top, smiling he pushed
his finger through the delicate nylon material,
"won't need these again, will you doll!!!" he spat, I just looked
away. With that he moved me onto all fours and beckoned the other 2
over. With three standing behind me, I didn't know what to do. Suddenly I
felt their hands all over my legs, caressing me, my cock grew stiff again,
no matter how hard I tried to stop it.
"look, the tranny slut likes it" said one.
Next the sound of tearing nylon as they proceeded to rip my stockings off
me, rolling me back onto my back, they pulled at my suspender belt,
breaking one of the clasps, ripping my stockings to shreds, I struggled to
undo the back fastening, managing to do so, as they pulled a conquest
trophy clean off me!!! Laughing, all three stood up, one of them picking up
my panties and taking that too. I sat there for about two minutes,
composing myself. I was covered in dirt and cum, my underwear had been
ripped clean off, I was sobbing and my stockings were not even recognisable
as stockings. Finally I got up, took off what remained of my stockings, got
dressed and went back to the car.
I was glad to get home, once inside I cleaned myself up, slipped into a red
negligee, panties and red hold-up stockings, sat down and poured a large
glass of red wine. I looked at the clock, it was gone 1am. I thought about
Jon, nice, sexy, chicken-shit, and I thought of my sexual-blitzkrieg by
three horny bikers -- in all, it wasn't that bad a night!!!
My next trip to the park was even better, but you'll have to wait!!!
