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Caz's London Adventure Part 1
By Caz Scott
The following short story is based largely on fact, with some fictional
detail added to spice up for greater pleasure. I leave you, the reader,
to decide the parts that are fact and fiction... If Cross Dressing and
Transgendered life styles are not your scene or you are not legally
permitted to view such literature, please exit now. If on the other
hand, you have an interest in T Girls or Transgendered Lifestyles, read
on. I hope you enjoy this, my first attempt at short story writing.
It had been a very hectic few months for me with work but I was more
than ready to make up for the lack of fun with my forthcoming week in
London. I had specifically booked an IT Course in the City, knowing
full well, I had many other T Girl Friends down there, as well as the
knowledge that evenings would be spent in an enjoyable way. The
penultimate evening would be on the final Friday night in London when I
had spent a week or two arranging a "Girls Night Out" with a few
friends. As the "Organiser" I had expressly stipulated it to be a
"Stockings only" evening and that no sign of a pair of tights should be
seen.
I decided to fly down from Scotland so as not to get frustrated with
motorways and slow drivers. Baggage would be limited so I packed
carefully the night before. My sexy red basque, satin with flowers
along with black lace trim and suspenders was going to be an essential.
My figure looks great when I wear this with a smooth pair of stockings.
I was also sure to pack my black satin corset, a few pairs of
stockings, tights, bra's, matching suspender belt and thong panties. My
outer wear was harder to decide on, there was just not enough room for
all my wardrobe so I decided to keep things simple, I could always get
nice things down there. When out clubbing, guys love me in my faux
leather mini, so that was a definite addition to the now growing stack
of essentials. A couple of blouses and a black knee length skirt were
added just in case. I'm one of those girls who prefer to wear boots,
rather than court shoes so I made sure to give my leather knee high
boots a clean before adding them to the case. The feel of the boots on
my legs with their 3" heels never fails to make me feel sexy. Along
with a pair of suede 3" heeled stilettos, my case was closed, ready for
the flight the next day.
I flew down a day before the course started because I wanted to get to
a popular club where Monday evenings are set aside for T Girls & their
admirers. I was keen to make a good impression and after checking into
my hotel I made my way across London for a professional make over. To
save time, I got ready before hand, in my hotel room. I didn't have the
time to take a long slow bath so a shower had to suffice. Now, being
totally smooth all over, a dab of "Nu" Perfume made me smell very
feminine with some girly deodorant in other places. I laid my clothes
on the bed, nice of the hotel to give me a double room; it may come in
handy during the week. I slowly donned my black corset, fastened the
hooks at the front and tightened up the rear cords as tight as I could
without becoming too uncomfortable. I have become accustomed to putting
on my corset without assistance, with the use of a mirror and
thankfully my room had one with good lighting for applying my make up
also. I stepped into my favourite black thong panties with a pretty
floral lace front panel and tucked my girly clit between my legs to
achieve the flat front us special girls like. The sensation of the
material between the cheeks of my bottom was great as I pulled them
high onto my waist. There was an ulterior motive for having such close
fitting panties I winked to myself, but that was for later. Tonight
just had to be a mini skirt occasion and so I opened a new pack of my
favourite and expensive tan coloured Wolford Tights. The glossy sheen
to these does wonders for my long smooth legs and tonight would be no
exception. The style of Wolfords I wear, don't have a re-enforced panty
so my legs maintain the same colour all the way to my bottom ? handy if
I lean over and my skirt raises up slightly. I gathered a leg at a time
and slipped a foot in, making sure to properly stretch the nylon over
my heels and knees. I pulled these wonderful nylons over my thighs and
tight into my crotch to where I had my thong sitting nicely. The added
tightness perfected the flat front where any real girl would possess a
warm pussy. I slipped my arms into my black lace bra with matching
floral lace on the 36C cups. Having hooked the fastenings at the rear,
I inserted my latex breast forms with permanent erect nipples. They
look great whenever I wear a tight blouse. I now had the perfect figure
of a girl dressed in gorgeous black lingerie with long glossy legs.
Heading across London in a leather mini and boots during the day would
attract too much attention and I didn't want to be mistaken for an
Escort, not yet anyway, so I slipped on my knee length skirt, fastened
the button and zipped it up at the back. Although it's knee length, the
split at the side does allow me to show off a bit of leg when I want
to. I then draped a plain white blouse over my shoulders, which was
suitable to show only a faint glimpse of my bra beneath, through the
material. I was ready to go, soon after applying some basic make up and
putting my mini skirt and boots into a small sports bag. Just as I was
ready to leave my room, I slipped on my shoes and fixed my wavy
brunette hair with a brush from my hand bag. The 3" heels make my legs
so ultra feminine and sexy. Walking along the pavement from my hotel
towards the taxi rank, I could hear the click of my heels in time with
the sensation of my nylon-covered thighs rubbing against each other. I
love being out in public while in girl mode. No one batted an eyelid; I
was just another female going about her daily routine. As far as anyone
was concerned, I was one of the countless business women in their
classy skirts, smooth feminine legs and heels on their way to yet
another boring meeting with investors or bankers.
I reached the taxi rank and didn't have long to wait till I stepped
into the back of one of London's famous Black Cabs. I gave the driver
the address of my friend, Pam who was going to make me ultra gorgeous
for my first night out on the town. The drive would be about 40 minutes
so I spent the time catching up on the latest gossip and fashion from
my magazine in my handbag. I couldn't help notice the occasional glance
in the rear view mirror from the driver and so as not to disappoint, I
crossed my legs, allowing my skirt to raise up, there by exposing a
little more of my smooth legs and bringing my high heels into his field
of vision. I just hope he didn't have a crash or a heart attack. Poor
guy, I could imagine what was going through his mind.
I arrived at Pam's slightly late; traffic was getting heavy during the
afternoon. I paid for the taxi expecting the driver to protest about me
using Scottish Bank Notes but I think my small show had won the day and
he accepted the cash no problem. I walked up the path to the house to
be greeted by Pam at the front door. She showed me up the stairs to the
make over room and I put my bags on the settee. While she was getting
everything ready, I took my leather mini from its confines and unzipped
it. In the bathroom, after "Powdering my nose", I slipped off my shoes
and skirt and then pulled on the much tighter and shorter garment. I
was exposing so much leg it would be difficult not to attract
attention. The glossy shine of my tights along with the leather looked
awesome, something I just loved the feeling of. The lining of the mini
skirt moved easily over my smooth legs and over my bottom. I fastened
the zip feeling the waist close tighter against my sexy corset and
making my gorgeous hour glass figure more prominent.
Back with Pam, she started to work her magic, by transforming me from
the "Business woman" look; to the seductive girl I wanted to be for
that evening. Foundation, lipstick, blusher, eyeliner and long
eyelashes were just a few of the artistic glories she used to make me
the Caz I much preferred. The white blouse was going to have to go and
from a wardrobe, Pam pulled out a gorgeous golden silk blouse that
would go brilliantly with the black leather mini that now covered so
little thigh. My brunette hair was all wrong for the look and again,
Pam did her magic by turning me into a sexy blonde with long hair that
fell over the front of my breasts and down my back. The wisps of hair
to the front framed my face perfectly. I looked truly stunning and even
I was amazed at the final result. I slipped into my knee length boots
and zipped them up to finish the look and suddenly, Caz the sexy
temptress stared back at me from the full-length mirror on the wall.
The combination of dark blonde, golden blouse, leather mini and black
3" heeled boots was amazing. Pam never fails to make her clients look
as beautiful as possible and again, she did a wondrous job to be proud
of. The black eye liner made my sexy blue eyes stand out with the help
of the long lashes. My nipples protruded through the material of my bra
and were easily seen through the thin silk of the blouse. My corset
gave me the perfect figure a girl would want and with the tightness of
my skirt, my bottom looked gorgeous. My thong panties, made it smooth
and seamless. I thought to myself how many hands would be caressing me
this evening in that area. My legs were smooth and silky right down to
the leather of my boots, the glossy sheen making them irresistible to
anyone's stares. As I looked at my self in the mirror, I posed in a
number of ways, the heels of my boots making my bottom swing like a
sexy fashion model. Yes, Caz was very impressed with the final look. I
fastened a couple of gold chains around my wrist, a delicate gold watch
on the other and a medium weight chain round my neck, falling perfectly
between my breasts. My nails are naturally long and a gorgeous
engagement ring was placed on my slender finger. I have always been a
bit of a flirt and the thought of being engaged while still continuing
to enjoy myself portrays me as a bit of a rebellious girl. Pam helped
me to put on a pair of elegant gold drop earrings that shone through my
blonde hair. I was glad to have pierced ears, as the choice of clip-ons
is very limited. Pam ordered a taxi and I was soon on my way again for
a night out in London, my favourite city. Thankfully by now, it was
dark and so this taxi driver had a harder job of seeing who was in the
rear of his cab. My skirt was so short; it was difficult not to expose
my thong panties while sitting on the back seat. Stopping at various
traffic lights as we worked our way through the city, I noticed the
countless motorists staring into the cab as I took in the sights of the
city, lit up and looking so old and impressive. The odd smile to young
guys in their attempts to make small cars look sporty with big exhausts
and loud paint jobs must have made their nights, the flick of my hair
and an obvious giggle seemed to get a smile in return along with the
obvious movements from their mouths of a kiss in return. Probably just
as well the height of the taxi door hid my leather mini and long legs,
they would have for sure, stalled their little cars as their legs went
weak at the sight of me. The taxi took me to my hotel so that I could
drop my things off in my room that I had worn for my journey to Pam's.
It was only a short walk to the club from here and it gave me the
opportunity to take a short stroll in the fresh air before spending the
night in the warm club. In addition, the thought of walking, dressed
the way I was, excited me tremendously. I wondered how many other T
Girls I would meet along the way to the club, each of us dressed in
similar fashion.
I had time to boot up my laptop PC and log onto the Internet to check
my e-mails before heading out. As always there were a couple from
admirers who were full of compliments and admiration having seen my web
site or a photograph from the various places I have uploaded pictures.
It's always a thrill to know that I am exciting guys somewhere, as well
as other T Girls. The slow connection was taking longer than I had
imagined and time was getting on. I shut down the laptop but had one
more thing to do before heading off to the club for the evening. I
unzipped my make up bag and pulled out my new toy, a black, medium
sized butt plug that I had recently purchased from a local sex shop in
Aberdeen. I had tried it out a few times and tonight I was going to
make sure it was worth the money. I took a small bottle of lubricant
from my make up bag and moistened the tip and sides of my new friend.
Unzipping my leather mini, I pulled it slowly down my legs and let it
drop to the floor. I then pulled down my tights and thong panties just
enough to give me access to my girly love tunnel. Crouching down, I
slowly eased the smooth black latex toy inside me, remembering to relax
as it met the initial tightness of my arse. It felt so good that I
could see my excitement starting to show. With it fully inserted, I
stood up and felt it settle into place. I tightened the muscles of my
girly clit and could feel my new found friend's firmness against the
walls of my pussy, Mmmm, it felt great. I pulled up my thong and after
tucking my clit back between my legs, pulled the thong tight into
position, the material helping to keep my toy inside me, ulterior
motive I giggled. My tights also back in their correct place; I pulled
my mini skirt back up my long legs and re-fastened it again at my back.
I left my hotel room and walked along the corridor of the hotel with my
handbag over my shoulder, toward the stairs. As I walked down step by
step in my high heeled boots, the movement of my new friend inside me
sent wonderful sensation all over and helped to emphasise the swing of
my bottom in a true girly fashion, I smiled again to myself knowing
that people would have no idea of how I was feeling and why. The walk
to the club was short, about 200 meters and again, my heels made that
wondrous clicking noise on the pavement, my bottom swinging in the
confines of the tight skirt. The cool night air felt crisp against my
glossy nylon covered legs and the sensations of the silk blouse next to
my skin sent shivers down my back and along my arms. My breasts,
encased in my lacy bra, bounced in time with my long blonde hair as I
walked along, slowly approaching the club. No one on the pavement along
which I walked was heading in the same direction as me, I passed what
was obviously some local residents to the flats which lined the dimly
lit street, who were I thought, very accustomed to seeing T Girls
walking the same path as I was.
The entrance to the club was well lit and the three or four steps up to
the door were quickly ascended even though the damp weather had made
the white marble a little slippery. I stopped at the reception desk and
paid my entry fee, the nice guy behind the desk not taking a second
glance at me. He was probably gay but not into T Girls. I walked
further into the club, no coat to check in and went down the stairs to
the bar. My heels made the familiar sound on the staircase and the hard
floor that led to the doorway into the bar, well within ear shot of
those already inside and giving away the tell tale sounds another girl
was about to enter. I stopped at the doorway to see who was there and
if I recognised anyone. It gave me a thrill to see lots of T Girls and
a couple of admirers turn around to look at who had just arrived. I
naturally adopted a models pose as I stood there for a moment, one foot
angled slightly behind the other with my tights glinting in the
lighting that gave a sultry atmosphere to the place. I swept a piece of
hair away from my face and smiled at the gorgeous brunette sat at the
bar who continued to view me up and down. She smiled back as I admired
her in return. She wore a sexy black dress that was figure hugging and
just as short as my own mini skirt; with legs encased in black nylons.
Her face was gorgeous, it showed she had taken great care with the
perfect amount of make up and large silver hoop earrings hung at each
side of her face. I felt a thrill go through my body as I squeezed my
little friend tighter with the thought that it was this lovely girl's
tongue, exploring my sensitive region.
I spotted an empty space to the right of the bar and walked slowly past
a couple of T Girls who were chatting to some guys, I felt all their
eyes inspect me from top to toe as I navigated my way to the space I
had decided to sit. I crossed my legs as I sat on the bar stool,
allowing the girl beside me to get a good look at my legs while at the
other side, a guy smiled nervously. He was pretty good looking, I
thought to myself, his hair was dark and well trimmed and his face was
clean shaven. I placed him in roughly the same age group as myself. I
said hi to Andrew the barman and he gave a lovely comment on how sexy I
looked tonight. After having a medium sweet white wine placed on front
of me, I took my cigarettes out of my handbag and accepted a light from
the guy next to me. Replacing his lighter in his pocket he introduced
himself as Derek who strangely enough, was from Edinburgh, visiting
London on Business. Instantly, we struck a good relationship especially
after his various comments on how I looked so gorgeous and sexy. As a
typical T Girl, I love to hear that my efforts at feminisation have
been a success and tonight was no exception.
Derek offered to buy another drink and I accepted. We were chatting
like two old friends when I felt a gentle caress on my thigh. I looked
down to see Derek's hand slowly trace a line from my knee to hem of my
mini skirt. I smiled seductively at him and took another sip of wine. I
took out another cigarette and again Derek lit it for me but during the
exercise, he stood up and moved his bar stool closer to mine and then I
felt his arm close around my waist with a gentle caress on my back. I
turned my head towards him and smiled but while doing so, I couldn't
help notice the gorgeous brunette I had seen when I arrived was looking
at us both. She was sitting just around the curve of the bar and could
see very easily how well my new friend and I were getting on. We winked
a knowing smile at each other before she joined back in with the
conversation she and her friend were having with each other.
A table had become vacant at the far side of the club and I suggested
to Derek that we clear the bar for others to which he eagerly agreed.
We walked over to the table hand in hand, which was close to the corner
of the venue and sat down. I tightened my pussy around my latex friend
that impaled my inner depths and was now sending sensations up my
spine. My skirt rode up a little as I sat, exposing more of my thighs.
This clearly excited Derek who placed a hand on my left leg as he sat
down next to me. I leaned into him and paused for just a moment before
I drew my lips closer to his. Derek put a hand behind my head and
caressed my long blonde hair as I felt his tongue slip slowly between
my red lips and into my moist mouth. My lips parted to let him in and I
moaned quietly as his other hand lightly stroked my nylon covered legs
and thighs through the leather of my skirt. I placed a hand on his
shoulder and slowly worked downward to feel his chest, it was firm,
muscular and very manly. This guy would be a trophy to have on my arm I
thought to myself. Our long lingering kiss ended and Derek looked into
my blue eyes and said he had loved the taste of my lips. I smiled
seductively at him and quietly said how I enjoyed the sensations of his
tongue and caresses on my legs.
For the next 2 hours, we chatted and kissed like we had been lovers for
an eternity; his gentle hands brought sensations to my body I have only
experienced with other T Girls. He certainly knew how to please a girl,
concentrating on pleasure and seduction with great skill. Derek's hands
explored my body; his lips brought shivers to my neck and ear lobes. I
could tell he was loving every minute from the bulge that now made
itself clearly visible in his trousers. We French Kissed for an
eternity and I ran my long nails along the top of his leg to where his
manhood now stood firmly, constrained by only his trousers. It hardened
further to my touch and I estimated it to be about 7" of pure
excitement. Derek pulled me closer to him when he felt me squeeze his
cock, his tongue forcing itself deeper inside my mouth. I felt Derek's
hand on the inside of my thigh, slowly working it's way under my
leather skirt, I parted my legs slightly to let him explore further
until suddenly, his fingers stroked the front of my nylon covered lace
thong panties. The delights that I felt forced me to tighten my pussy
around my hard toy as I rocked very slightly forward and back, allowing
it to give me the additional sensation of being fucked. I clamped my
legs closed; holding Derek's hand next to my girly clit that by now was
only being restrained by my panties and tights. His strong hand
withdrew and our lips parted to each take a drink, he smiled sexily at
me and I winked at him with a small giggle.
I took my leave from my new Admirer to go and visit the little girl's
room, it was just then I came face to face with the gorgeous brunette
whom I was now starting to become very attracted to. She was waiting to
enter the small toilet and I stood next to her. We greeted each other
and she introduced herself as Clare. I complimented her on her lovely
daring dress and how sexy she looked in the gorgeous heels that now
made her the same height as me. She thanked me and said she had been
turned on by me from the moment I arrived while running a hand from my
shoulder, down my arm and I smiled seductively towards her. I placed an
arm around her waist and drew her close, our red lips getting closer to
each other. I could smell her sweet perfume just as our lips met and we
shared a loving but gentle kiss. Clare explained she was with her girl
friend but would love to meet up and get together for a girly chat. I
happily told her that I liked T Girls as much as guys, just as the door
opened to the rest room. We both entered and closed the door behind us,
making sure the feeble door latch was locked. We wrapped our arms
around each other and blonde framed red lips met brunette once again.
Our breasts pressed against each other's and I felt the bra she wore
beneath her dress, my hand wandered down and I was able to trace only a
thin line of the panties she wore over her bottom, G String I thought
to myself. Further still I let my hands wander; I felt a slight tell
tale sign of where stocking tops hid under her dress at the top of her
long legs. I felt no suspender belt and instantaneously knew she wore
hold ups. We moaned together as Clare's hands squeezed my bottom
through the material of my leather skirt and she pulled my now excited
girly clit against hers which I felt through the material of our
clothes.
Clare broke off from our long lesbian T Girl kiss and lowered herself
till she sat on the toilet seat. Facing her, she placed a hand on each
of my leather boots and ran her fingers upwards to the hem of my skirt,
sending shivers up through my body. My pussy twitched and tightened
around my firm butt plug as she raised my skirt above my waist and
slowly started to pull down my glossy tights. In a very sexy manner,
she started to lovingly kiss the front of my crotch, the lace panel of
my thong straining under the pressure of my T Girl cock. Clare eased
the material to the side and released the pleasure that now awaited
her, running her long nails along the underside of 7" of T Girl
excitement. Her breath was warm with her glossy red lips only inches
away from me. I placed a hand at the back of here long brunette hair
and pulled her towards me, her lips parting the closer she got. Clare's
mouth was warm and wet; her lips were smooth to the touch as my clit
vanished inside this sexy girl's mouth. I could feel her clamping down
on my clit as she started to move back and fro. Clare's right hand was
now behind my bottom while she caressed her self with her left, legs
wide apart. She pulled me in and eased off in rhythm to her mouth
actions, her fingers were gently working their way closer to my pussy
and then she found it, my black latex butt plug. With an excited and
surprised moan of excitement, she manipulated it sending shivers all
the way down my hard clit. The night's events had me so excited that it
wasn't long before Clare tasted the delights from my clit as the warm
salty love juices exploded into her mouth. I slowly pulled out of
Clare's warm paradise and knelt before her. I wanted to taste her sweet
lips with the added scent of T Girl cum. We kissed passionately and
very slowly, my tongue replaced where my hard clit had been a few
moments earlier. I could taste the sweetness of my inner body and
savoured the delights as my hand gently fondled Clare's very hard 8" of
girl cock through her G string panties. I pulled away and looked deep
into her hazel eyes with a glint in my own, then lowered my mouth so
she could feel the sensation of my lips encasing her girlhood. I eased
her cock from behind the lacy red material that was delicately edged in
matching red lace. Her erection was already glistening with pre-cum and
the taste was so enjoyable to my lips as I slowly licked the end with
the tip of my tongue, I wanted her deep in my mouth. Down and down I
went, swallowing her till she was fully inside me, this was by far the
biggest T Girl cock I had ever had the pleasure of sucking and I loved
every minute of it. Clare let out moans of pleasure as I eased a finger
into her arse, giving her what she wanted to give me, had it not been
that my hole was already full. As I sucked and fingered her I gently
caressed her long stocking clad legs, they were sensually smooth like
mine and the deep lace tops gripped her silky white thighs only inches
from where my mouth now pleasured her girly delights. Her legs were
perfectly shaped and looked so ultra feminine in 4" high stiletto
heels. I could tell Clare and I had a lot in common, this sexy girl was
so smooth and her obvious love of oral sex and other T Girls were also
passions of mine. I devoured her hard cock for what seemed like an
eternity, enticing her to release her warm juices into my sexy mouth
and then suddenly, as I pushed my finger deeper inside her, she erupted
with her pussy juice, all the way inside my mouth and down my throat. I
stood up and sat across her legs when her excitement had subsided, our
girly cocks touching each others. We kissed and I let her taste her cum
from the little that was left in my mouth, she tasted so sweet I
couldn't resist swallowing it and letting it mix with my own, deep
inside my sexy body.
As we tidied ourselves up at the small mirror, re-applying blusher and
lip stick, Clare handed me her business card from her hand bag, asking
me to call her soon. Yes, I was for sure not going to let this girl
away before feeling her long cock inside my arse.
I returned to the small corner alcove where Derek was still waiting for
me. He said I had been a while, to which I replied, "Girl things
Darling", perhaps I would tell him, perhaps not... It was getting late
and Derek had an early meeting the next day. He offered to walk me back
to my hotel if I would give him the pleasure of meeting him during the
week. I agreed and gave him one of the hotel compliment slips with my
room number scribbled on it. We got up from the table and together
headed for the door, I knew what people were thinking. The short walk
didn't take long, my heels making that familiar sound again. At the
door of the hotel, Derek and I embraced in a long kiss, his arms
wrapped around me, pulling me close so I could feel his cock rest
against me. I was looking forward to getting his manhood in my mouth
before presenting my tight arse to him. I just knew Derek was going to
enjoy screwing my tight arse, framed by my suspender belt and
stockings...
To be continued
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