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I had a couple of “first” experiences over the last few days that booth freaked me out and confirmed that I made the right choice to let Darby Dee out of the house. It’s just funny how the word “horny” had something to do with each event. Well, for everyone but me that is.
It started last Monday afternoon with my hair appointment that preceded my night out at Kelli’s Closet with my Trap friend Lizzie. I had been to Paula’s Saloon before, but this was the first time I walked in as Darby Dee for a blowout. It took Paula a few minutes to get over my life style of choice, but she did and she treated me like any other customer after she caught her breath. Well, wait, actually I hope she doesn’t treat everyone like she treats me because she is a middled-aged woman who is horny for Derek and his long hair. Shame on me, I guess, for introducing her to my secret inner self, but it had to happen sooner or later.
After the shock wore off, she was able to blowout my hair, rub my crotch under the stylist apron, shove her cleavage in my face and basically dry hump my leg. LOL, like I said, Paula is a horny married woman who needs customers like me. I knew my status in the saloon was bumped up a notch when Paula insisted that I insert my cash payment in her other cash register, otherwise known as her bra. I also accepted an invitation to her Bar-B-Que party next weekend as Darby Dee per her request. So, Monday started out with a desperate housewife, the straightest hair I have ever had and a request to attend a backyard party in short shorts and flip flops. She said something about eye candy for the married men who attend her parties and drink too much to get it up later for the spouses. I couldn’t figure out how I was going to help that situation out, but I’m always up for something new.
And then came my club time at Kelli’s Closet with Lizzie. Lizzie had warned me in advance that her sex life had been a little dry lately and she was looking to resolve that at the club. And she did and it started the moment we were shown a table by the hostess. Lizzie decided to increase her odds İzmir travesti by showing her bare legs in a skirt and it seemed to work. Every guy who approached us or offered to buy us a cocktail was addressing Lizzie first and threw me a pity smile. Well, I suppose I did meet a few nice guys, but watching Lizzie in action was the big show for the night. And when I say Lizzie was the center of attention, I mean she stepped away with Dean, Walter and Sean. I was fine watching her take care of her hormone issues until she stepped away with Dean again and Dean asked me to join them with my camera phone. I didn’t want to do that because three’s a crowd, but Lizzie insisted. She made a statement that a club sex video goes a long way on the Chang boards, so I did it, for Lizzie, of course.
What else I learned about a Monday night at Kelli’s Closet is that when a guy asks you to take a smoke break and he leads you out of the blue door, then you take a smoke break. If he leads you out of the red door then you basically need reservations for a “couples spot” along the wall. Scott asked me to take a smoke break twice that night. I will admit that I was totally freaked out during the first break and I probably qualified as the worse smoke break date ever because I couldn’t stop looking at all of the action going on. And it wasn’t so much that I wanted to watch these people having sex, but there were things to be learned. I mean, if I were to ever leaned against the wall with my hands on it, I would have a much more pronounced angle then how these girls were doing it. In other words, they knew what they were doing and made it looked comfortable.
I wasn’t much more experienced during our second smoke break, but I will admit that I was much more engaging with Scott. I couldn’t be the horny slut that Lizzie has been all night, but there were some hands in some places and Scott was somewhat satisfied. My story is that Scott tricked me into pushing his zipper down and pulling his rod out because there is no way I am this far along. My other story is that it excited Scott İzmir travestileri so much that he just came from it because if I’m not ready to be pushing a guy’s zipper down then there is no way I’m ready to stroke his man meat while he moans and groans. My final story is that my first date as Darby Dee ended with a satisfied partner. His satisfaction was on the ground, but he was panting and happy. I know he wanted his release to go somewhere else, but I made it clear that the ground was as far as tonight was going and that it was better than having a huge wet spot on his jeans.
As soon as I could get Scott to stop trying to push me down to my knees and we zipped his pants back up, we went back inside where I learned a few other things.
One, when you step away from your table and cocktails, you pour them out and sucker another round of cocktails out of Jason. We don’t need to drink any spiked drinks.
Two, SOB, Lizzie is still horny and still going strong. And when I say still going strong, I mean when she asked me to go to the restroom with her, I got dry humped. And what I mean by that is I will help her open an online dating page and find her someone to service her on a regular basis.
Three, I think my next club outfit will be blue jeans. Nice fitting blue jeans, but tight jeans just the same. I came too close to lifting my skirt and leaning against the wall tonight. Thankfully, our time limit in smoke break section 42 expired just after Scott released on the ground.
After a very eventful evening out, I started to drag Lizzie out of the club, which means I had to pull her out from the center of a crowd because although I figured she was sexually satisfied, a bunch of guys thought otherwise. With Scott’s help, we managed to get out of the front door and headed to my SUV. Scott helped me get a very frisky Lizzie into the passenger seat and belted up. Although I think Scott tricked me into jacking him off, he was being somewhat of a gentleman about things, now. He walked me to my side of my SUV and held my door open for and told Travesti izmir me to expect a date offer to follow this week.
The thought of a possible date, a real date, was a little shocking and a lot to take in. I think he did that on purpose to put me in a trance because it seemed like as soon as he noticed my eyes go blurry, he tricked me again. He reached in for a handful of butt cheek and then he kissed me. Not a big kiss, but Scott kissed me. And damn it, I don’t kiss.
So, here is what my Chang page will say tomorrow about my first time at a club. For starters, there was no kissing. I will admit that there were hands in plenty of places, but there were no lips in no places. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it. Secondly, LOL, going out with Lizzie is a circus show and everyone should experience it at least once. Lizzie had a lot of lips in a lot of places. And thirdly, I was tricked into some stuff, but my date went home happy. My value on Kinder should go up. Fourthly, if Scott does ask me out later this week, I will travel to a northern state to buy a new outfit. The weather in Middleton does not support snow or cold air, so I will have to find a snowmobile suit elsewhere. I mean, those suits kind of trap everything inside, right? Hard to get to? No dropping panties on a moment’s notice?
Now all I had to do was to get a drunk Lizzie out of my SUV and into her house. Oops, sorry, a still horny and drunk Lizzie because she insisted that I hold her up by grabbing her sissy dick under her skirt. That’s when it occurred to me that although she bent over a few times and dropped to her knees even more times, no one let her bust a sissy nut and apparently that was to be my job. I knew that because Lizzie can be very forward and direct and Lizzie was very direct when she leaned forward into my hands and pumped them or me should I say. Sorry Lizzie, but is as far as it goes tonight.
It was quite an eventful night out and I received a fruit basket the following day from the girls at Gary’s Sex Clothing store. Apparently, Lizzie’s “dry spell” has made some what of a pain at work lately and the staff appreciated my efforts to let her fly her sexual freak flag. Will I stop by the store this week and rub this in a little? Oh yeah, I will.
I’ll also pick up some new jeans and a ski suit if I can find one.
End Darby Dee Daniels 02
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