Sissy Beginnings Full

He had always liked lingerie. Ever since Secondary School, he had taken every opportunity whilst home alone to pry through his elder sister's top drawer, picking her latest lace, thongs and bras to wear whilst parading in front of the floor to ceiling mirrors that made up his wardrobe doors. At the time, he thought a little dress up was normal, he presumed the fetish would relent as he grew older and the free source of sexual activity at University would be all he ever needed, but it was quite the reverse.

On the rare occasion Jake did get laid, he would always wake early. His brain running every conceivable way he could steal away the panties of his conquest. His success rate was poor, and the few pairs he did have lay hidden in his wardrobe.

As his fetish continued, and the risk of being found out grew, he finally succumbed to the Rebecca's peer pressure and downloaded Tinder. His first weeks had few matches and those he did match with grew stale extremely quickly. Until one day something completely unexpected happened.

"Hi, I'm Miranda. I'll cut to the chase. I love smooth, athletic guys who aren't afraid to try something new. If you want to meet, I'll be at Stones at 9pm this evening."

Jake's dick twitched as the thought of a beautiful and seemingly sexually empowered female wanted to meet, and quickly.

"Sounds perfect, Jake."

"I'll be sat in the back left corner near the garden entrance, don't be late."

Jake promptly sprung to action, it was already 7:30pm. Showering quickly, he got dressed and headed to the living room. Dave was heading out with the rugby team so was already drinking, Jake joined so that his crippling nervousness when speaking to women would be overridden by the boisterous vice captain of the swimming team.

Head slightly hazy, Jake made his way to the Stones. He entered confidently and headed for his meet. When he saw her he froze; jet black hair flowing over her shoulders, crimson lips and matching nails, a look of silver as she saw straight through him.