Beach Babe
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First Time As A Cross-dressing Beach Babe free porn video
I had been looking for ways to push the boundaries of my transvestic fetish and decided to wear a bikini to the beach.
Living in Australia there are so many empty beaches, but I had one in mind. It was going to be a bit of a drive, but I knew I'd have it to myself, especially during the week.
The day came when I decided to go and the weather was warm and sunny.
I made sure I was completely shaved and started by painting my toenails a bright pink colour. I then applied full makeup and put on a long blond wig. I also attached long bright pink nails to my fingers.
I then made some cleavage and put on my neon pink bikini. I also wore some flowery sandals and a sarong. I packed my sunglasses, sun hat and beach bag (containing sun lotion, beach towel, water, food, etc).
I looked at myself in the mirror - looked so hot, I could see my hard clit pressing against the sarong.
I went out to my car and got in, I sat there hardly believing what I doing, knowing that my ever strengthening fetish was responsible for my decision to do this. I was going to drive some distance from the safety of home wearing nothing but sexy beach wear.
I started the car and headed off to the beach. I drove for an hour or so and finally got to the beach after an uneventful drive, although I was full of tension and excitement over what I was doing.
The beach was empty, so I got out of the car. I was so scared, but thrilled at the same time. I couldn't believe that I had made it this far without backing out. But the final and most thrilling step was about to happen.
I walked down to the beach and onto the sand. I strolled along feeling so free and feminine, it was like dream, I could hardly believe what I was doing.
I eventually found a spot and stretched out my towel. I took off my sarong and sandals and laid down on my back. I looked down at my smoothly shaved body clad in its exciting bikini. Oh my god it felt so good. My clit was starting to get hard, straining against the fabric of my bikini bottoms. I decided to put on my sun lotion to distract myself, but the act of smoothing the lotion onto my body made me more excited. I got a women's magazine out of my bag and started to read to try and calm down, but eventually I got to a sexy lingerie article which made me hard again.
I just had to edge, the situation I was in was such a turn on. I tried hard to resist. But here I was lying here on a beach, right out in the open, miles from home, transformed into a blonde beach babe in my hot bikini. It was too much. I was overwhelmed by the situation. I was so horny, but terrified at the same time. I looked down at my hot bikini clad body again. My insatiable lust had driven me into this high risk situation. I have no control anymore. The rest of my life will an ever increasing series of risks to feed my transvestic fetish.
Eventually I got myself under control and just lay there, relaxed.
A while later I saw two women arrive further down the beach. They walked away from me and settled down some distance away.
The whole time my heart was pounding. It took an effort of will not to get up and leave. I knew that I had to stay and see this through. Again I started to relax. This was all part of the experience, pushing the boundaries in public. Having company just made the whole experience more thrilling.
During the course of the afternoon a few more people arrived, but the beach was big and they stationed themselves at a distance from me. But each time it notched up the thrill of the experience for me.
The sun was getting lower in the sky and some of my fellow beach companions started to leave. Eventually the last group left and I was alone again.
The sun very low now and it was starting to cool down, so I decided to leave.
I put on my sarong, packed my bag and walked back to my car.
When I got to the car park there was one last surprise. There were a few cars parked there with people sitting inside, I guess to watch the sunset. My car was parked amongst them so they would get a good look at me as I got into my car. I felt weak at the knees, being so exposed to scrutiny. Fearful of being outed and facing the humiliation of what I was doing.
I just took a deep breath and tried to move as femininely as possible.
I got to my car and jumped in. I did get some looks, but nothing was said. The relief was intense once I was in the safety of my car.
The drive home was uneventful and I was high on what I had done. Once I got indoors I felt so good that I had seen the challenge that I set myself through. I felt there was nothing I couldn't do now as a woman. I knew that whatever I did next would have to push the boundaries even further...
Living in Australia there are so many empty beaches, but I had one in mind. It was going to be a bit of a drive, but I knew I'd have it to myself, especially during the week.
The day came when I decided to go and the weather was warm and sunny.
I made sure I was completely shaved and started by painting my toenails a bright pink colour. I then applied full makeup and put on a long blond wig. I also attached long bright pink nails to my fingers.
I then made some cleavage and put on my neon pink bikini. I also wore some flowery sandals and a sarong. I packed my sunglasses, sun hat and beach bag (containing sun lotion, beach towel, water, food, etc).
I looked at myself in the mirror - looked so hot, I could see my hard clit pressing against the sarong.
I went out to my car and got in, I sat there hardly believing what I doing, knowing that my ever strengthening fetish was responsible for my decision to do this. I was going to drive some distance from the safety of home wearing nothing but sexy beach wear.
I started the car and headed off to the beach. I drove for an hour or so and finally got to the beach after an uneventful drive, although I was full of tension and excitement over what I was doing.
The beach was empty, so I got out of the car. I was so scared, but thrilled at the same time. I couldn't believe that I had made it this far without backing out. But the final and most thrilling step was about to happen.
I walked down to the beach and onto the sand. I strolled along feeling so free and feminine, it was like dream, I could hardly believe what I was doing.
I eventually found a spot and stretched out my towel. I took off my sarong and sandals and laid down on my back. I looked down at my smoothly shaved body clad in its exciting bikini. Oh my god it felt so good. My clit was starting to get hard, straining against the fabric of my bikini bottoms. I decided to put on my sun lotion to distract myself, but the act of smoothing the lotion onto my body made me more excited. I got a women's magazine out of my bag and started to read to try and calm down, but eventually I got to a sexy lingerie article which made me hard again.
I just had to edge, the situation I was in was such a turn on. I tried hard to resist. But here I was lying here on a beach, right out in the open, miles from home, transformed into a blonde beach babe in my hot bikini. It was too much. I was overwhelmed by the situation. I was so horny, but terrified at the same time. I looked down at my hot bikini clad body again. My insatiable lust had driven me into this high risk situation. I have no control anymore. The rest of my life will an ever increasing series of risks to feed my transvestic fetish.
Eventually I got myself under control and just lay there, relaxed.
A while later I saw two women arrive further down the beach. They walked away from me and settled down some distance away.
The whole time my heart was pounding. It took an effort of will not to get up and leave. I knew that I had to stay and see this through. Again I started to relax. This was all part of the experience, pushing the boundaries in public. Having company just made the whole experience more thrilling.
During the course of the afternoon a few more people arrived, but the beach was big and they stationed themselves at a distance from me. But each time it notched up the thrill of the experience for me.
The sun was getting lower in the sky and some of my fellow beach companions started to leave. Eventually the last group left and I was alone again.
The sun very low now and it was starting to cool down, so I decided to leave.
I put on my sarong, packed my bag and walked back to my car.
When I got to the car park there was one last surprise. There were a few cars parked there with people sitting inside, I guess to watch the sunset. My car was parked amongst them so they would get a good look at me as I got into my car. I felt weak at the knees, being so exposed to scrutiny. Fearful of being outed and facing the humiliation of what I was doing.
I just took a deep breath and tried to move as femininely as possible.
I got to my car and jumped in. I did get some looks, but nothing was said. The relief was intense once I was in the safety of my car.
The drive home was uneventful and I was high on what I had done. Once I got indoors I felt so good that I had seen the challenge that I set myself through. I felt there was nothing I couldn't do now as a woman. I knew that whatever I did next would have to push the boundaries even further...
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