I had just moved into the country to a nice little cottage that my mother owned, she left it to me when she died. I had lived there for a couple of months, and began to feel at home and took to exploring the countryside. Across the lane from my house was a footpath lined on both sides by a tall hedge, it went past a large mansion house, which was the only other building for miles. The path led to a small wood which I thought I would investigate at some time.
My name is Ian I was 25 then and loved dressing as a women (still do). One Saturday afternoon, it was quite sunny and warm. I felt very sexy and decided to get dressed up and walk down the footpath to the wood. I had never seen anyone at the mansion so I felt quite sure that I would not be seen. I put on a white suspender belt, dark tan stockings, white frilly panties, a fairly short flared black skirt, a pink short sleeved shirt and black high heels. I put my favorite dildo into a small bag along with a jar of lubrication cream, I was going to have a good time.
I left the house and set of down the path I loved the feeling of the wind blowing up under my skirt onto my bare thighs above my stocking tops. I could feel my cock getting harder as I walked on past the mansion house, I could hardly see it for the high hedge and trees that surrounded it. I walked on into the wood ducking under branches, I lifted up the hem of my skirt to around my waist exposing my suspenders and panties. The long grass was tickling my upper thighs and my panty covered crotch. My cock was really hard now, I began to stroke it and wank it as I went further into the wood, pulling my panties to one side my balls and cock came out into the open it was lovely to feel the wind around them.
