Keeping A Secret
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The drive home from the Cities was always long. After work I had stopped at Kim’s to change and emerged as Samantha. I drove to the meeting and then went out for a drink (or maybe two) with some of the other ‘girls’. By the time I was half way home my eyes just wouldn’t stay open any longer. I decided to pull over in a secluded wayside rest area. If I could just catch a little catnap I knew I could drive the rest of the way. I wanted to be back at Kim’s to change before it got light so her neighbors wouldn’t talk. I shut off the car and locked the doors. I knew I’d better not sleep too soundly so I left the radio playing and settled back into the seat. As I drifted off my thoughts turned to the feel of my lingerie beneath my dress … silky sheer stockings, matching black bra and panties, a vintage lace hemmed slip … they all felt so good. What appeared to be a fairly conservative red shift on the outside was a sensual smorgasbord underneath! I was startled awake by headlights passing. Another car had pulled into the wayside and parked about twenty feet ahead. I collected my thoughts and decided to head for Escort Beşevler home. After a quick make-up check in the mirror and refreshing my lipstick, I hit the key. The resulting ‘rrrrr-rrrrrrr-rrrrrrrrr’ made my heart sink. The radio, I thought. Damn! ”Maybe the battery terminal is just a little loose,” I wished out loud. I popped the hood and tried to slip quietly out the door. As soon as I opened it the overhead light came on bright as day. “Damn!” I hurried to the front of the car and opened the hood. In the dim parking lot lights I wiggled the battery terminal, trying to get a better contact. As I started to close the hood I saw two men standing behind me. “Got some trouble, lady?” one asked. “The battery, but I think it’s alright now” I answered in my best girlie voice. I was betting on a better chance as Samantha, a woman, than as Samantha, a tranny. They walked up and stood on either side of me now. “Why don’t we jump ya?” the tall blonde on my right said and gave his friend a quick wink. I’d caught the double meaning. “I don’t want any trouble guys,” I said Escort Çankaya pleading. “I just want to get home.” “No trouble,” his redheaded friend answered. “I’ll go get our car.” He gave me a pat on my ass and walked toward their car. I cringed a little but thought maybe things weren’t that bad. “What are you doing parked way out here?” the blonde asked as we waited. “I just couldn’t stay awake anymore so I took a little nap. I really appreciate you two helping me.” My girlie voice was getting better with practice. The other car pulled along side and the redhead got out carrying jumper cables. He hooked up the cables and looked over at his friend. “Did you tell her the price?” he asked the blonde. His hand was once again on my ass and this time it stayed there and squeezed. The blonde stammered a little and looked embarrassed. “You didn’t think this was free did you girlie?” he grinned. “Well, I, er … I thought maybe,” I stuttered. My brain was racing. I didn’t have a problem with sucking or even fucking them but they might if they knew about the cock in my panties. Cebeci escort bayan “Why don’t you start with this,” the blonde said opening his fly. “You know how to suck a cock, don’t you?” I nodded, looking at the semi-rigid member he held out to me. It was a beautiful thing, growing steadily while he stroked it. Oh I knew how, I thought. While his friend cat-called and cheered I devoured this young hunk of meat. It was straight as an arrow with a large helmet head. I took him deep into my mouth the first time and made him gasp. My tongue circled that lovely head and then I let it follow the roof of my mouth down my throat. Over and over I sucked, played, and teased his cock. Over and over his whole cock disappeared into my mouth and my lipstick left my mark on the root. It wasn’t long before he was moaning, pumping, cursing as he got closer and closer. I felt his legs weaken beneath me and his cock swell. I cupped his balls with my hand as they tightened and felt him let go, let go of everything! My mouth filled with his seed. Hot salty cum overflowed my mouth while I swallowed everything I could get. His orgasm began to ebb and he sunk back against my car. “Jesus! That was hot,” said ‘Red’. Breathlessly, ‘Blondie’ nodded his agreement. ‘Red’ unhooked the jumper cables and closed the hood. “That’s it? I can go?” I asked hopefully. “Sure, after round two,” ‘Red said smiling and unfastening his pants.
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