MY CD Chronicles

I am about to be forty in a couple of weeks, and I am here reminiscing about how the past 21 years where I've been a crossdressing slut for mainly Black and some Latino men in the hood since I was 18. After graduating college, I was able to get a job making just under six figures and travel for work. I was able to visit a lot of inner-city neighborhoods at the cost of my job fitting the bill for a hotel.  But it was not always easy; Because of my love for the type of men to use me; I've found myself in some dangerous positions and I am not just talking about sexual positions. I've been robbed twice, maced, punched in the face which I still got a small scar on my nose as a reminder; and raped twice. Funny story is I still masturbate about the second time I got raped.  I've also been stopped by the police while cruising on  three different occasions dressed in slutty attire and even had a dildo sitting in the passenger seat of my car on one of those stops.   I also met a cop one night on the chatline who fucked me behind a Church while he was on duty.  I'll have to tell that story later and many, many other stories of my lust filled encounters and the type of men who has used me and me getting pleasure from them using me.  Are you ready?

My first year in college one of my roommates was pre-med and always had extra scrubs laying around so  I would lounge around the dorm with the scrub bottoms on but also pack them in my bag when I went on my secret rendezvous away from campus. Because of my physique mostly from heredity and running track in Junior and High School I had a firm plump ass and womanly hips as some would call it. I always got teased for my shape when I was a preteen - no fun being Husky at that age, but I was able to slim down in High School from running track but kept the thighs and shapely ass.  I would also like to think I slimmed down because many times during high school I would clean myself out and not eat just in case I got a phone call from one of the neighborhood boys who would call me names during the day and had their nature deep up in me at night.

So back to my encounters off campus which would take me to the seedy parts of the city where the homeless, drug dealers, users and transexual prostitutes hung out. I would pack my scrub bottoms which showed off my thighs and ass, a blouse and a t-shirt to wrap around my head.  
I would change clothes once I got to my destination and hide my bag.  I then would walk with a lil feminine gait to the slutty spot with a purse around my shoulder with condoms and lube inside. It was amazing to see how many men would cruise that part of town looking to get a nut off. Men from every walk of life are looking to unload in a young tender hole like me and sometimes not so young but any hole.

I mainly got a lot of the foot traffic because I hung out in the alley behind where the transexuals worked. I didn't want them to know that I was so freely giving it away while they were working. It was easy for those guys on foot just to walk through the alley pull their big dicks out; and I got on my knees to suck them off or the ones that wanted to fuck, which I was happy to do and would gesture to go behind one of surrounding abandoned buildings or walked to another area so they can fuck.

Where should I start...