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Random MeetHey all,someone just mailed me, asking whats the dirtiest, kinkiest thing I’ve done. Thats a tough question, but because of the way it happened, I reckon this is pretty close. It was random, scary, dirty… kinda got the lot :)Would love to know your thoughts :)sooo….I was very close to my house, in a quiet closed off area, usually for dog walkers to park up and enter the nearby woods. I use it as a changing area… leave the house, park up take off my top layer of guy clothes to reveal girl clothes… put on wig and do my make up. I use it for meeting friends etc that prefer me to arrive in girl mode as I cant really get ready and leave the house like that… bloody nosey neighbours.Well, I was getting ready to go and meet a friend… I had summery mini dress, tights (pantyhose) and cute flat ballet pumps. I had just put on my wig… but was aware that another car had pulled in. I carried on applying my make up. I finished up and would usually get out and use the car windows as a kind of mirror and adjust my dress etc… but since the guy in the other car was still there, I waited a bit, just putting on some music and chilling.What I was not aware of… was he had been watching me for longer than I thought… seeing me change… opening my door to have more room to put shoes on… so he knew exactly what I was doing. Next thing I knew was a knock at my window. I was soooo scared…. but I opened the window a fraction and said hi… he looked at me and winked…. and said “I think you want to open the door, dont you?” I was petrified… but something made me open the door… he said to swing my legs round… bartın escort so I did… shuffling my bum forward so I was right on the edge of the seat. doing this, my dress had ridden right up, revealing my underwear. He looked at me, dissapointed that I was wearing hose… and not stockings. I explained that it was comfier and helps to hide everything… but he was not impressed. he told me to take them off…. so I did, fumbling my hands around the tops… pulling them down. slipping off shoes, pulling the hose over my feet and putting shoes back on. He said “good girl… now, I want to watch you cum). I was really nervous… not knowing who he was… what he wanted… or was going to do to me. but I did… I pulled my panties to the side and got myself hard… wanking for him… noticing him getting hard under hin trousers, I was very turned on… and came pretty quickly into my other hand, as he instructed. he then laughed… and told me to eat it. I nervously put my hand full of cum to my mouth and slurped it up… again him watching and laughing.. I was sooo disgusted at my self, and could’nt believe this was happening. bearing in mind that once I had cum… mostly, thats it… end of session, wanting a sleep haha… you know what I mean… I was all chilled. sitting there feeling ashamed of what I’d done… all bare legs… ballet pumps… dress up at my ass… my little, now all soft and wrinkled cock, still slightly dripping of cum onto my panties… like a total slut… a total mess. He started to unzip his trousers and said ” now its my turn “.He took out his cock and pointed it at my mouth… “take it” escort bartın he said. So I opened my mouth and he forwarded into my face. he stood there rocking back and forward as I took his cock and sucked it for about 5 mins… He then stopped… grabbed my arm, pulled me out of the car… turned me round and pushed me down… pulled my panties off… spat on my ass hole… fingered me, spanked me… then pushed his cock in me. fucking me like I was nothing… like a cheap whore… really pushing hard… It kinda hurt but was awesome… I was moaning like mad. After a good while… we’re talking like 20 mins of him pumping me… he took it out, flipped me onto my knees… grabbed my chin to pull my face up toward him… he looked at me… holding my chin with one hand and wanking with the other… he bent down and spat in my face… calling me a slut. then held his cock against the front of my face, still wanking it… He told me to open my mouth… he slapped my face, spat on me again… then began to wank his cock harder over my mouth. Eventually, he came onto my tongue and he told me to hold it there as he fixed himself, pulling up his trousers etc. Once he was all done, he looked down at me, putting his hand on the back of my head, stroking me gently… I was kneeling, knees all scuffed and dirty. face covered in spit, dress all a mess and me with my mouth wide open… looking up at him with my cum covered tongue sticking out… he smiled, stroking my head and said “swallow”. I took my tongue in, closed my mouth and swallowed a lot of cum… loads.He stood and watched me for a while. I was totally disgusted, bartın escort bayan and then… he took out his cock again, now all soft, and pointed it at me. I kinda knew what was coming, so I clenched, scrunched up my face and closed my eyes. I remember thinking that I couldnt believe this was happening… it was like something from a porn film. He stood there like he was standing at a urinal… letting go, he peed on my chest area first. I let out a little yelp, inhaling and waving my arms out to the side… like that shocked way when your hit with cold water from a hose. As I inhaled… opening my mouth, he lifted the stream of pee to my face, peeing direct in my mouth. I was spitting most of it back out, but the natural little reflex is to swallow, which i did, and quite a lot. He kept alternating the stream, peeing on my body area, down to my knees and feet, then the last little bit back to my mouth… I was absolutely soaked in piss!He then just shook his cock at me to get all the drips off, put it away and sorted himself… bent down… kissed the top of my head and said, smiling… “good girl” went back to his car and drove off.I watched him drive away, kneeling there for ages after. I couldnt believe how turned on I felt and wanted to savour the moment, but suddenly realising that I was now late for my meet, I got myself sorted. I carry towels, makeup remover… wipes etc in the car for when I get back into guy mode… so I cleaned myself up, headed back to get fresh girl clothes and returned to the carpark to get ready. I phoned my friend and explained what happened… why I was going to be late…she was fine, but when I got there I was welcomed in and presented with a glass of wine. I thought that was really nice but she had obvioulsy listened to my story well and decided to live out one of her small fantasies, as when I took the glass, it was warm!

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