There is much to learn

My first two visits to my newly discovered stroll were very different from each other .

Actually the most exciting feature of the stroll was that you always knew you would get someone but what they would be like and how they would act was different every time .

For a long time were plenty of men hunting or waiting to be caught but they started to dry up . In the first years I saw a half dozen or so men ( maybe more on a Sunday when they could get away from their wives ) , furtively lurking back from the path , or walking it , or on their knees sucking someone in plain view !. Then they became few , or sometimes none at all - in which case I would sunbathe in the nude ( with a pair of panties draped on the bushes at the entrance to my cottage as an invitation ) and eventually wank off and go home .

What I did not know until later was that there had been a police ' crackdown ' on the stroll .

But then all was well . Google gave helpful information on another location that was close by , and at that one by the time I counted one hundred cars passing on the adjacent highway one or more would have turned off onto the dead end road that brought you to an earthen path which lead through some bushes ( you could find a man even at this doorway ) to this new stroll . Where the cars stopped it was possible to spy an them . Some drivers stayed inside , for whatever reason , but most after a brief pause would make a quick walk into the bushes , making it possible to anticipate their track where I waited to flash my knickers at them . Or if I had been cruising the stroll to check the recesses without success I could tell from the parked cars whether any new prospects had arrived .

More on that later , but to return to the original stroll . For the first time there when putting on a skirt I got an erection that could not be suppressed by my nylon panties . I had a singlet on top and carried my travelling shorts in a shopping bag . The skirt was brief and flouncy and bright pink ( - as sissy as I could imagine - I wanted a clear message , and also to be brightly visible through the undergrowth at the edges of the path ) . Back then I did not want to be seen to have a hard on . It was definitely not a feminine sight , but I was unable to tuck it backwards because it was so rigidly tumescent and even if I did get it back it would pop out as I walked the inclines of the path .

Since then I have concl;uded that men seeing another man with an erection -sissy or not - are much more attracted than put off - ' this guy certainly wants something with his cock' . It certainly did not inhibit the lovely person I found that day when i saw him at ten feet away as I rounded a corner of the path . He was perfect . He knew exactly what I was and what to say to me , and what to do with sissies . To be understood and accepted when you are a sissy is the warmest feeling .

" That skirt is a pretty colour "

( beckoning me closer ) ; " I was hoping for company .You look nice . "

( spreading a blanket ); " I thought I might sunbathe for a while would you like to join me "

( sitting on the blanket and patting the ground beside him ) ; " Please ,come and join me "

All of which had me whirling with need .

In the guise of helping me stoop down he placed his hands on either side of my waist to lower me straightening my skirt as I descended , then he rolled up the end of the blanket as a pillow , gesturing that I should lie back , before lying parallel to me , on his side , supported by an elbow , looking down on me .

( Laying the gentlest of hands on my knee ) ; " You know some men seeing you dressed like that will think you are a tease " . With slow patience his light touch caressed my thigh upwards - his wrist catching the hem of my skirt as it did so . As the skirt got higher I could feel a gentle breeze on my panties and so knew ( I could'nt see while lying ) they were now exposed to his gaze .

After a long pause - " Nice " and then more air as my skirt was hoisted completely .

Another long delicious pause then a light finger just grazing the nylon covered bar of my cock passed from V to the glans .

( Lifting the elastic of the panty to draw it down to level with my horizontally shaved bush , and tracing small circles on my glans with the secretion I had been leaking , which has already created a damp patch on the panties ) ; "lift your bum "

(He pulled my panties down further underneath to my upper thighs .

" Not much needed for your thing down there but lets see ........ " ( shuffling with something to his other side )... His hand returns to my now hot bare cock which he gently encloses in his palm - then a cool sensation - gel !!

I writhe with pleasure as he makes a long light squeeze from my glans to my balls , and involuntarily I thrust my pelvis up to ask for more of the slippery feeling

( Lightly amused sweet tone ) ;" You like that do you ? "

( My voice is a broken whisper ) " I can't hold on "

( He rearranges my legs ; my feet rest on my heels , and my bent knees are gently but firmly spread apart ; " I know , I know , just let it happen baby "

His timing is amazing . By some sleight of hand , one of his stretchings has managed to include depositing a glob of gel on my pucker , and as I groan and cry out and writhe his fingers enter my anus deeply and make sweeping sideways movements . The orgasm was the most intense I have ever felt ; a flushing rushing delight as I squirt more spunk than ever in my life .

As the wave collapses I say with real wonder " How did you DO that ?"

Selfish , the flaccid penis . I owed him so much but gave nothing back . And I don't think he necessarily expected me to . His gratification must have come simply from watching how he had pleasured me so successfully . If only I could relive these moments or meet him in whatever scrub patch God has put aside for sissies I would surely attempt to show my teacher , my generous mentor , my bliss-giver how grateful I was ( and am ) for what he showed me about sensing the needs of others and filling them so skillfully .

My second ( approximately ) excursion dressed included garter belt and stockings .It was in direct contrast to that gentle anal finger fuck - as you may now read .