My name is Peter and I am 49 and married but a secret sissy cocksucker. I have a very dirty secret. The feel of women's lingerie against my skin makes my 6 cut cock harder than steel. And it's more than just the cross-dressing. I am bi sexual and I would love to submit to dominant older or younger men.
I remember as a child my older sister Janette had the best and softest bras and panties I had ever worn. The first time had been out of sheer curiosity, I wanted to know what girl's underwear felt like compared to my plain white Y fronts. So when everyone left the house when I was 15 and a horny teen anyway I made my way to the clothes hamper and grabbed a pair of my sister's underwear and then ran back to my room. My finger clasping her dirty things were trembling but locking my door I stripped down naked. At the time I was just starting to fill out so I still had a bit of a slim girlish build to my body. Janette wasn't that much bigger than me other than in the tit department and I had often spied on her with my cock in hand and feeling it shoot hard as I watched my own sister dressing and undressing.
When I looked at myself for the first time in the mirror my cock was like a bolt and rock hard. I knew at once that this was the thing for me. I pranced around in Janette's things for awhile and then collapsed onto my bed, my cock throbbing and leaking cum. The underwear were already dirty so it's not like I felt bad for wanking myself off to the strongest orgasm of my young life. Then it became a nightly ritual. After everyone was asleep I would sneak downstairs, grab the bra and panties she'd worn that day and then put them on. I was always careful to not make any noise or get caught.
But marriage and a career followed and precluded me from my secret desires for many years until I finally came back to them, once morning when my wife left for work and I was in the house alone. I stripped and slid her fishnet hold ups on followed by pink lace panties and a bustier. Within seconds my cock was like a rock again and I wanked happily as I looked at hot porn. This became my new ritual and it wasn't until I finally got up the courage to meet that my dreams all came true.
I soon made contact with a few dominate males some older some slightly younger that loved the idea of me servicing them while dressed up like a sissy as they looked at porn. The one that really caught my eye and made me hard was you as we talked about kissing and caressing and touching and wanking and sucking.
After several long conversations and sending him several pictures of me dressed up we agreed to meet.
And this is why I am now sitting in my car with an overcoat on and nothing underneath but a black lingerie set that I had bought specifically for you to see me in. It is a black halter top teddy with matching holdups and panties. Very tight and very very sexy.
My fingers drummed the steering wheel nervously. Jonathan would be my first encounter I would be having in a few years. But, being dressed so sexily I felt like a virgin, it was thrilling but also scary at the same time. We had decided the covered parking of Cadogan Street would be the best place to meet up and we could drive somewhere more discreet. The second fourth level was perfect and I sat in the next to last spot near the wall. I knew we would have great coverage from prying eyes. The flash of headlights caught my attention as a sleek black Vauxhall pulled up alongside me. The windows were darkly tinted and the headlights flashed twice. It was him. After he turned his engine off I waited a minute before making my way over. My heart felt like it was going to burst from my chest as I opened the door and slid inside.
"Take off your coat, slut!" You order in your smooth English accent. I nod and slip the coat off as you run your hand down my bare shoulder. My cock is semi hard against my panties and already starting to leak.
