My favorite fuck part 1

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You read my first blowjob, my first man to enter me, allow me to recount my first favorite encounter that has stuck with me all these years.

I was 20 when I was in those 1st two stories and it was 1997. Fast forward, to 2001. I’m out of the military back home in the US. My first wife and I split up because of mutual differences. I”m living in Delaware and got a job at a radio shack. I finish work and go home, alone. I’m depressed and don’t know what to do with my life. I’ve only been stateside for maybe 6 months, and trying to adjust to civilian life. I’m mad, I'm lonely, I'm feeling depressed, and alone. I grab a shot of vodka and I start to feel relaxed. All the clothes and makeup that I acquired over the years, is very comforting. I’m sad my wife and I split. I’m lonely thinking, no one will love a sissy fag like me. I’m feeling vulnerable, weak and slutty.

I get dressed up, I get my makeup on, and I start to get online. I found and met a guy. He seemed solid, can host, (where i could not host), he didn’t smoke, wasn’t into drugs, and he owned a condom, seemed promising. I took my second shot of vodka, and continued with some friendly guy on transgirl chat.

He suggested i come over, so i put on my dress, touch up my makeup. (I had been crying a bit). And i left to go meet him.
I only had 2 shots, it takes 4 to really affect me so don’t say anything.
I had been in the states for 6 months, no human contact and i wanted to be touched.
I felt like my marriage fell apart due to my feminine persona and submissive personality.
I felt like a transgender girl and i wanted to be fucked.

So i was walking out the door in my black stockings, black heels my ex wife bought me, my blue dress, i picked up in England, which i loved, and some makeup. I drove the back roads and arrived at his home, to find him greeting me at the door. I enter and we move the the living room where he and i talk for a bit.