Danielle's First Meeting
Keywords: Meeting, First, Danielle's,
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"DISCLAIMER: This story involves sexual situations between one or more cross-dressers or adult males. If this offends you, please leave. Otherwise, please enjoy this fantasy of mine. Please post wherever you feel and share with your friends and loved ones. All I ask is that my e-mail address remain in place, as I am the sole creator/author of this work. All characters are fictitious except for me, so any similarities are purely by chance. **All characters are OVER the age of 21 and any reference to any age younger than 21 is part of the role-playing of the scene, and should NOT be mistaken for real underage sex.** Now read on, and enjoy. If you like what you read, tell me! I do have many more ideas for adventures! Thank you... :) "
Part 01: "Danielle's First Meeting"
Daniel stood on the front porch and waited for his date to arrive. Well, Daniel at this particular time was actually Danielle. You see, Daniel was a crossdresser. Danielle was his female alter ego. He was 37 years old, medium build, average you might say and stood 5-feet-10-inches tall, weighing in the neighborhood of 175 pounds. Daniel considered himself average, both when he was himself and when he was Danielle. He never once thought he was the prettiest of the pretty. He never thought he'd even be considered passable, so he dressed and enjoyed himself in the privacy of his home. But this time, he gave it his best try to be passable. His short brown hair was combed back neatly in a girlish manner as best he could accomplish.
This was Daniel's first real meeting as Danielle. Sure, he'd been dressing in lingerie as often as he could for the last few years, but had not had the opportunity to explore various sexual experiences that he had strong desires for. He was happily married to a wonderful woman, Stacey, who turned him on to the sexual thrills of crossdressing. Many times he'd dress for her and they had enjoyed incredible sex every one of those times. At first, Stacey had Daniel wear her panties for sex, but then Daniel, after meeting some long-time crossdressers on the Internet, adopted a femme name and explored other lingerie and then high heels, on his own. He went to various lingerie shops and shoe stores and bought a sizable wardrobe. It was at that time that Danielle had emerged.
So there she stood, 10:30 at night, anxiously waiting for her date. As far as outerwear was concerned, Danielle only wore a lightweight leather jacket that ran halfway down her thighs. Now underneath was where the excitement lay. Recently, Danielle had gotten very attached to an outfit that consisted of a blue satin nightie, amethyst-colored thigh high stockings and four-inch silver high heel sandals. The nightie clung snugly to all her curves, thanks to the jacket. As she paced back and forth on the porch, she felt the satin caress her chest and belly sensually. As she never wore panties with this ensemble, the satin rubbed her ample ass and erotically fluttered against her stiffening she-cock. The sensations that the thigh highs were giving her excited Danielle a great deal. The lace-topped bands firmly held the stockings high up her freshly-shaven legs and thighs. The cool night breeze on the stockings sent tingles from her toes up her legs. The two-strap silver heels always gave Danielle an erotic response, as well as making her 6' 2" tall. The top strap held the shoes gently but snugly around her sexy ankles. The one-inch wide toe strap gracefully encased her delicate toes. Many times Danielle had masturbated to a wonderful climax just by watching herself in a mirror at seeing how hot she was dressed. It also helped that she had an intense foot fetish and adored the way that her feet looked in sexy high heels. To her, the only high heels that mattered were ones where you could see the sexiness of the toes. To top off the eroticism, Danielle wore a golden chain of hearts gracefully around her right ankle.
Now here she stood, with a nervous excitement deep in her belly, thinking on how she'd arrived at this crossroads...
The alarm rang and Daniel awoke to the radio station that was tuned into his clock. It was 7:30 on a warm summer's evening and he'd just had a restful two-hour nap. He arose from the bed, turned off the radio and grabbed Danielle's outfit on the way down to the shower.
The steaming spray felt good on his back as he soaped himself up. Lather built up first along his arms, chest stomach and down his legs to his feet. He then applied the liquid soap to his softened cock and balls. He closed his eyes and thought about the sexy lingerie he had picked out for Danielle and felt himself rise a bit. Not wanting to get turned on too much, he rinsed and turned off the shower. After toweling dry and spraying a bit of Stacey's "Satin & Lace" on his body, he took Danielle's pretty under things inside to the living room.
He sat in the chair in front of the computer desk and switched on the system. As it booted up, Danielle dressed. Balling up a stocking, she pointed her right foot and slipped the sensuous nylon over her toes and up her arch and around her instep. The feeling felt so good, she involuntarily flexed her toes in delight. The stocking was then pulled tautly but gently above her ankle, up her calf, around her knee and then snugged on her upper thigh. Danielle then ran her hands up and down her leg and foot erotically, watching her she-cock rise with its approval. She then took the other stocking and repeated the erotic ritual for the left foot and leg.
Satisfied that the thigh highs were properly in place, she took her high heel sandals and slipped them on her feet. And she did just that: slipped. She loved the way her foot felt as she slowly, delicately slid her foot, toes pointed downwards, into the heel. She remembered the first time she did that: her she-cock needed no further coaxing and shot a load of cum all over her stockinged leg and foot because the feelings were so intense. So each time she put on high heels, she made sure to slip her feet into the shoes, savoring every sensation.
After buckling the heels and encircling an anklet around her ankle, she stood and took a look at herself: sexy high heels and thigh highs and a hot, hard she-cock. She smiled and felt herself blush and she took the nightie and threw it over her head and shook it down her body.
Setting herself in front of her computer, Danielle connected quickly to the Internet and made her way to her favorite chat room. Upon entering the room, she saw that only one of her crossdressing friends was online. They exchanged quick pleasantries but the friend left for a prior engagement.
So she sat there, watching the chat unfold; only occasionally making a comment or salutation. After thirty minutes of non-descript chat, she was ready to call it quits and try somewhere else. Just as she was about to hit "leave room", a private message box popped up on the screen. It was from a user she'd not met before, "ShawnQX347":
ShawnQX347: hi. you have nice legs
CDDanielle: Hi...Thank you so much!
ShawnQX347: ive only tried panties...you wear thongs?
CDDanielle: Well, most of my panties are bikini-cut...
ShawnQX347: nice
ShawnQX347: does your wife know?
CDDanielle: Yes, she does...she loves it very much...
ShawnQX347: how did you tell her?
CDDanielle: Actually, it was her idea to begin with. She asked me to wear her panties for sex and I loved it so much, I just had to try other lingerie...
ShawnQX347: what are you wearing now?
CDDanielle: I'm in a sexy blue nightie, thigh highs and high heel sandals...
ShawnQX347: im getting turned on, you have any more pics to send me?
CDDanielle: If you follow the link to my homepage, all my pics are posted there...
ShawnQX347: ok
Danielle sat and waited while her new contact navigated to her homepage that was the storage point for all her crossdressing pictures. Almost all were of what Danielle called her "best features"; her legs and feet. Various photos in numerous outfits were there for anyone's viewing pleasure. There was also a collection of x-rated pictures, various shots of Danielle pleasuring herself with different toys, body parts and high heels. About fifteen minutes later, Shawn came back:
ShawnQX347: im really excited. very hard now.
CDDanielle: Mmm...wish I could see. Do you have any pics to send me?
ShawnQX347: no, sorry, no camera yet
CDDanielle: That's okay. Where you from? I'm from Kingston.
ShawnQX347: larabie. can we meet
Larabie was a small town situated 30 or so miles to the West of where Danielle lived at the shore.
CDDanielle: I don't have a car right now, my wife is working...
ShawnQX347: i really wanna touch your cock, and i want you to touch mine
CDDanielle: I really wish I could lick and kiss it...you're making so hot...
ShawnQX347: i can drive to you, get there in about 30 mins
Danielle looked at the clock; it read 9:07.
CDDanielle: Come by at 10:30, I'd like to freshen up for you...and be sure to wear panties for me...
ShawnQX347: ok, how do i get to your house?
He told her what car he'd be driving and Danielle gave him directions, sent a few online kisses and logged of the system. Shutting down the computer, she quickly but neatly shed her pretties and jumped back into the shower. After spending a little more than an hour shaving her pubic area and legs, she dressed back in her lingerie and grabbed her leather jacket to wait for Shawn to arrive...
Danielle saw Shawn's 1999 silver Pontiac Grand Am turn the corner and slowly make its way down the street. When he saw her on the porch, he sped up enough to get to the front of the house quickly. She slowly and gracefully stepped down the porch stairs and approached the car. The door swung open and Shawn beckoned her to join him in the front seat. She got in, closed the door and faced Shawn up close for the first time.
He was attractive, brown hair, stylish, brown eyes, and medium build from what she could tell. Danielle took a longer look at him.
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Keywords: Meeting, First, Danielle's,