I light up another cigarette I look at myself in the mirror.
My peroxide blonde hair cut in a bob, my black tattooed eyebrows,and eyeliner and my red tattooed lips all permanent.
Large gold hoops in my ears, and my pierced tongue!
My pert A cup breasts with pierced nipples, and my useless flaccid cock in pink panties.
I took another puff on my ciggy, looking at my long nails painted crimson red, thinking they need another touch up.
Here I was looking like a cheap street walker, sat in my bedsit at 59 years old how did I get here?
I had dressed when I was a teenager but got married and stopped for years thinking I was happily married, but the craving returned in my 40s and I started buying femme attire etc from ebay and secretly dressing, and went through several binges throwing the clothes out, before regretting it and buying more.
Eventually discreetly I meet my first man and was introduced into the joys of sucking mens cocks, the taste mmm as I greedily took it in my mouth and the pleasure of the reward of a spunky mouthful yummy.
I carried on dressing at weekends when the wife was away running, meeting men sucking their cocks always swallowing I was addicted to the taste of spunk now. But even though I was asked not brave enough to be fucked yet.... |
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