While In college I enjoyed visiting a diminished commonwealth parkland camp ground not far from campus. The web site were far apart from one another and the trees were thick-skulled, so I was pretty isolated and out of view of other camper. I had been cross-dressing for years and enjoyed being alone in the woods where I would wear out what I wanted undisturbed. I still lived in the dorm on campus and did n't have much concealment, so I treasured my weekend getaway. As I set up camp, I had a bra and distich of panties on under my shorts and T-shirt and looked forward to sundown so I could slip into something sexy.

One rule about the Park was no collecting of firewood, you had to work your own. I would load up the bed of my truck with Ellen Price Wood from brush pies and fallen arm along the farm roads and I had plenty for the weekend and a picayune extra if anyone needed some.

As duskiness fell and the only light around was my fire, I slipped out of my bra and panties and t shirt and shorts and into a dark satin camisole and tap panty set and put my shoes back on. I sat on the bench next to the fire and enjoyed the satin against my skin and the way the ignitor from the fire reflected off the shiny satin. As I drank my beer and listened to some music and touched my ego occasionally through the satin, I noticed a torch in the aloofness moving through the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree. I figured another camper was going to the lavatory but he kept coming my way. I grabbed my t shirt and slid it on before he got here and hoped he would think my shorts were just running underdrawers or that it was too dark to notice.

He introduced himself as lav and he and few friends were in the next site over and did n't have any firewood. I got up and led him to the hand truck so he could grab some and be on his way. We walked back over to the outing table and he set the wood down and out of no where said he liked my satin drawers and asked if he could sit and hang out for a piece. I was nervous but said yes and offered him a beer and we sat on the picnic tabular array with our animal foot on the bench. He asked if my shortstop were women 's lingerie short pants and if I had bought them at Fredericks at the mall by campus by any chance. I was startled but said yeah, how did you know. He said he had bought a cami and tap scanty set for his daughter friend and the little bit of lace on the face of the ramification, I had hoped he would n't detect, was the Saame. He asked If I had the camisole and I said yes and lifted up my shirt to picture him. He said his girl supporter had n't worn her set yet and it was dainty to see it on individual and asked me to read off my t shirt which I did.

I was trembling nervously. I have cross-dressed for eld and no one has ever seen me raiment. He asked if he could touch the satin and I anxiously said yes and my cock began to swell. he placed one deal on my backrest and slid it up and down and in rotary and said `` I love the look and aspect of satin, it drives me wild. '' He deal slid down to my fanny impertinence and I shivered. Then he reached over with his other hand and slid it across my stomach and up my chest and used to finger's breadth to card my pap. I almost melted. By now, my cock was pushing the tap panties straight up and I did n't fuck what I would do if his deal slid down there. He asked me if I had ever done anything with another guy and I replied that a full cousin and I had jacked each former off a few sentence, but that was it.

He asked if I had ever considered giving a guy a puff job or throw sex with a guy and I said yes. I told him I have a dildo in my tent I have sucked and drive a lot over the years. He asked I would like the real thing. `` I 've never been with soul wearing lingerie before and it turns me on '' he said.

Ever since I started dressing, I had dreamed of sucking a putz and here was my chance. He stood up on the judiciary and untie his pant and dropped them and his boxers around his articulatio talocruralis and then sat back down. I got off the table and pulled off his shoes and his pants so he could spread his legs and then I sat down on the work bench between his pegleg and nervously took his Lucille Ball in one mitt his pecker in the former. It had been respective age since I had touched another cock. This one was nice and intemperately. My pocket-size hand barely wrapped all the way around it and it was here in my face. He told me to take my meter, he was nervous too. I leaned forward and opened my lip and licked my dry backtalk not believing what was about to encounter. I place my sassing over the drumhead of his cock and shuddered as my lips made contact with it. I went down about an inch or so and closed my backtalk around the tip of his prick and it felt amazing. I gently moved my clapper around the straits and edges of the oral sex and felt his cock vellication in my hand. I slowly moved my head downwards and then back up. I was in love. I began to bob up and down and moving my hired hand along with my oral cavity as I had seen in the smut. It was better than I imagined. He moaned and asked if i was sure I had never done this before. I mumbled No with a taste of cock. I did n't want to stop. After a few moment, he placed a hand on my head and ran his fingers through my hair as I bobbed up and down. The thought occurred to me, I wondered if I would deep throat him. I had gotten used to taking my dildo in to my pharynx and thought, I may never get this prospect again. I came up for air and smiled at John and he smiled back and I took a deep intimation and forced myself all the way down on him. He yelped `` holy place dirt dude ''. I thought the same thing. I held it for as long as I could came back up for air and coughed and slobbered everywhere. That made me turned on than ever and I furiously started bobbing up and down again, playing with his nut in my former hired man and took another deep breath through my nozzle and went all the way down again. `` Ohhhhh ass ! '' he said as I felt his rooster well up and jerk suddenly. He pulled my head back and began to uncontrollably unload his cum in my sass. I did n't even debate what would happen if he came in my mouth before I began. I had tasted my own cum before but never had a sass full of it. I do n't he realized he still had his men on my head keeping me from pulling back. I swallowed various metre and coughed once. His orgasm finally stopped and he let go of my head. I backed off his cock and took a few deep breaths and wiped the cum from my chin and the corners of my mouth and remembered my first cousin being mad at me for stopping jacking just because he came. he wanted me to observe going till he said he was done or too sensitive. So I leaned back forward and gently moved my tongue around John 's cock and getting the end bits of cum out of his lance as his breathing returned to normal and he said that was enough.

We looked at each other and said `` wow '' and laughed.

I stood up to unbend out my cover and neck and he reached forward and placed one hand on my ass and began rubbing it trough the satin and grabbed my cock with his other paw wrapping the satin around it and began stroking. I had totally forgotten about my rock hard putz pushing against the satin. I placed my deal on his knees as mine grew weak. His hand and the satin drove me hazardous and I began to cum and the potpourri of cum and satin were so tricky and I nearly passed out. I do n't ever recall having a heading flush like that.

Suddenly off in the aloofness we heard someone yell `` John '' as a flash light was moving through the woods towards us.

Little did we know the night and weekend had just begun .