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Warning The following story deals with the subject of transgendered people. It
includes graphic sexual descriptions and is intended for amusement only. No
endorsement or denigration of any of the activities or actions contained herein is
expressed or implied. If you are bothered by graphic sexual description and/or
issues related to transgederism DO NOT READ THIS STORY. The author retains
all rights to this story.
Tiffany's Story
By Bootlover
As she pulled on the soft leather pants she began to feel the sweet luxury of the
material. Even the smell was intoxicating as it wafted to her nose. Pulling on the
black patent thigh high boots with their five inch heels literally, as well as
figuratively, heightened her excitement. As she pulled up the zipper the beautiful
sound of the closing zipper mixed with the tightening of the boot around her leg
nearly sent her over the edge. When the boots were both tight around her leather
covered legs she pulled on her leather gloves, one size too small so that they were
stretched tight over her fingers and hands. And then, her beautiful white fox fur. She
loved that fur, with its big hood and soft warmth. As she looked at herself in the hall
mirror, with red lips and dark sunglasses, her brown hair flowing around her face
she knew she was capable of attracting plenty of attention.
Why she enjoyed what she was about to do next so much she could not explain.
She got into her car and drove to the park, almost quivering with excitement and
anticipation. Once there, she parked near the wooded end of the lot, just past the
maintenance building. Stepping out of the car she could feel the cold air hit her legs
and face. Her heels made a crunching sound on the sand in the parking area, but
soon she stepped into the snow bank and the sound was just the muffled hush of
her leg sinking into the snow. Each step plunged her boots into the snow up to her
knees. She felt the cold envelop her legs and loved it. As she moved forward
through the snow she knew that soon she would be on the ice and her excitement
heightened further. Even though it was cold now today had been warm, high 30's,
maybe even 40. Would that have made the ice unsafe?
She felt her heel hit the ice, then her other heel on the next step. The thrill ran up her
spine as each step took her further onto the frozen lake. The light was falling now,
dusk was approaching and the cloudy sky did not allow for much moonlight.
Tiffany felt alone in her own little world, warm in her fur, surrounded by the cold,
out on the ice, far from shore, certain to freeze from hypothermia if the ice were to
break. She could hear the rush of the cars from the nearby road, knowing that if the
drivers looked in her direction they would see the lone figure out on the ice. That
was part of the excitement too, knowing that she could be seen.
"Hey, You! Out on the ice, this is the Police!" The booming male voice shocked
Tiffany out of her reverie. Startled she tried to look to shore and see the voice's
owner. She could barely make out a form among the dark trunks of the trees. "Get
off that ice right now and get over here!" As if in a trance Tiffany marched toward
the commanding voice. Even the cold could not break her out of her obedience. Fear
was now added the excitement she continued to feel. What could happen to her? As
she stepped to the shore he said "Move to the side of your car and put your hands
on the roof." He was going to frisk her! Unspeaking, staring at the ground, she
complied. Standing next to her car with her gloved hands on the roof she heard one
footstep crunch in the snow behind her!
Suddenly a leather gloved hand clamped over her face, covering her mouth. She felt
his body close behind her. His hot breath whispered in her ear. "Be quiet or I will
have to call for back up. Spread, 'em." And she felt a boot kicking her feet apart. She
felt her legs stretched wide, almost to the point of causing her to fall. His hand
moved from her mouth to her back, pressing her against the car as he bent to begin
frisking her. It seemed as if he was placing his cheek against her ass as he began to
run his hand over her boots. Agonizingly slowly it seemed his hand worked its way
up her booted legs. Then to her leather covered thighs. She rose to her tiptoes as he
moved upward. And his hand moved over her cheeks, between her thighs to her
crotch. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh, haaaaaaaa" he said softly as the gloved hand cupped and
then closed around her clitty and balls. "I suspected you might have a little more."
His hand kneaded the package it held as his other hand slid under her fur coat to her
nipples. Having worn no top under her fur she could feel the warm leather move
across her skin until the fingers trapped one of her nipples. Tiffany sighed a little
moan as the teasing touches hard their effect on her. "Now, now this presents me
with a problem" the voice said. "I really should take you in and book you but
presents all sorts of problems, paperwork for me.. exposure for you?."
Not believing her ears Tiffany heard herself say, "Is there another way to handle
this?"
With a twist of the nipple and a firming of the hold on her package she heard the
reply. "I believe there is. Turn around and walk into the woods."
With a combination of fear and uncontrollable excitement Tiffany turned and began
to step into the snowdrifts and the woods. "Stop. Kneel down." Tiffany sank to her
knees in the snow. The cold swallowed and held her legs from the toes of her boots
to the tops of her thighs. With one hand on her head he walked around in front of
her, "Unzip me". With hands quivering more from excitement than fear she reached
for the zipper on his jeans and pulled it down. Without being told she reached in
and pulled out his hard cock, knowing that is what he wanted. Looking up at him
through her sunglasses she could not make out his face in the dark but she asked,
"May I freshen my lipstick first?" "Yes" he said and she could tell that he was
smiling as he said it. Reaching in her pocket she pulled out her tube of shocking red
lipstick and reapplied a thick creamy coat to her lips. Then she slipped those creamy
lips over the first cockhead they ever touched.
Later, after swallowing his huge load, as her head stopped swimming she began to
feel the cold around her legs and she stood up. It was then that she realized she had
cum in her pants. How would she explain this to the cleaners?
As she was driving home it dawned on her ? How many cops drive minivans with a
baby seat in the back?
THE END
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