Smooth Sensation

Smooth Sensation (A True Story, Honest)


God I was glad to be home, a two-hour train nightmare. Every stop from Liverpool Street on the 6pm slow train to the dreary little Essex village that was the only place I could afford to rent a studio flat. My only consolation was the bag of goodies I brought in my lunchtime and the anticipation that tomorrow was Friday and my big night in with my mysterious blind date. I had been living in my little studio flat for about a year and I have to admit, after a string of disastrous relationships co-habiting only to get chucked out when it went wrong as they found out I was a transvestite, was fantastic to have my own space especially as I loved to feel feminine and dressed as a woman every opportunity. That day, during my lunch break I had treated myself to a lovely pair of black strappy stilettos with diamante on the toe strap and some very sheer black hold ups. I have thirty pairs of high heels and many pairs of stockings but its that thrill of buying them and getting home and slipping them on to freshly shaved smooth legs and furiously masturbating to a glorious orgasm, that’s what I love and my idea of heaven. I always knew I was gay really, I guess the fact that every time I made love to a woman I had to fantasise about dressing up and having sex with men to cum gave the game away but the first encounters with men weren’t as satisfying as I thought they would be but the men I went with were not very attractive so I guess it’s the same as sleeping with an ugly woman. What I really longed for was a handsome hunk who made my heart race and I would be a total slut for and he would fulfil all my womanly desires but would the dream man ever be real?
I am very lucky really, I am five foot six, 10 stone and a size ten with a small round face and when I have been to way out club or transmission I have got lots of attention from men and positive comments from other girls. I love taking very slutty pictures of myself nearly naked in stockings and heels; this was my inspiration for placing an advert in the county newspaper. It read like so ‘Male 35,TV, Very Slim, Smooth, Feminine, very sexy and attractive seeks photographer for glamour photo session’
I thought that I might just get a few old men who want to wank on me but at least I would get some nice photos of me as I was fed up with trying to take my own photos all the time and them coming out rubbish, but I was amazed to get about ten or so responses and after I had chatted with them on the phone I had set up dates, three of them were going to come round, starting this Friday with a policeman called Simon to photograph me on Friday at eight.