I woke the following day feeling sexy as ever, still in my thong and bra. I got up, made a coffee, and sat on the balcony in my underwear, enjoying the sun rising. I knew of a little beach cove not too far away and figured I would go for a walk there to start my weekend. I got changed into the dress, redid my makeup and lubed my plug, grabbed a bottle of water and made the few hundred-meter walk to the start of the little track.
I was confident nobody would be up and about by now, so I made my way through the bush walk to the beach, and it was a fantastic sight when I popped out through the trees on the other side. I sat there for a good half an hour just thinking about what I was doing and had done the previous night and knew I was hooked on this feeling.
A few older couples started to pop through now and then, so I decided to head back. To my utter shock, a young guy, id say his early twenties, was coming the other way in just shorts, carrying a surfboard. I kept my head down and let out a small Hello in the girliest voice I could when we passed each other. Looking back, I caught him doing the same thing, and he gave me a little smile.
I could feel my cheeks turn bright red, wow. I had just been checked out by my first guy. I couldn't wipe the smile off my face the whole way back, I kept thinking about what I would let him do to me and if he knew what he would say.
I decided to make a stop on the way back, if I had passed as a girl for him and everyone else, surely I could order at a coffee shop. When I got there, it was pretty empty with only one other girl. I made my way up and placed an order, and the woman serving didn't seem to realize I wasn't a girl.
"Sarah."
"Sarah."
It took me a few seconds to realize I had used my dressed name when ordering.
"Sorry," I said, slightly embarrassed and grabbed my coffee, and walked out.
Walking through the town, I passed a cute little beach store, I popped inside and noticed some swimwear off to the side. I realized I hadn't bought any bikinis with me, silly when you think about it coming to a beach town.
Quickly browsing through, I decided on a basic black set, it was a cute set that was a bit more than just a string bikini and had a clip on the back thinking it would make it a little easier for me. I also grabbed a lovely white spaghetti strap summer dress, something I figured I could wear to the beach to look a little more suited.
With the purchases I made, I headed back to the house and immediately tried all the new clothes on. Surprisingly, they worked well with each other, and I lounged around till lunch. Feeling horny again, I went back to play with my dildo, this time, I kept my bikini on and plugged in, and began to suck the cock.
I had it fastened to the wall in the bathroom and with each stroke, tried to see if I could deep-throat it. I managed to get it past the back of my throat a few times, which made me gag, but my little sissy clit was loving it.
I couldn't resist anymore and added lube, pulled out my plug, and drove the cock deep into my ass, it felt amazing as it slid deeper and deeper with each thrust until my ass slapped the wall.
Toying with my nipples as I did, I exploded onto the floor in a matter of minutes, as the cock fell from my ass, I got down on all fours and licked up all the cum I could. I cleaned up and put my plug back in before retreating to the pool for a swim, It was my first time swimming in a bikini, and it felt freeing.
Knowing it would be my last night tonight, I wanted to make the most of it and contemplated heading to one of the bars on the waterfront. The thought terrified me, but I knew it would be my only chance for a while to be able to go out and not worry about being recognized.
What the hell, I thought. I've come this way, I may as well. I practiced walking in heels and talking as much like I could for the afternoon before it was time to get ready.
I put on my black and green lingerie and stockings and decided to wear my black jeggings and shirt with my 4-inch boots. I sat in the little mirror and did my makeup while watching a tutorial, and it came out rather well. Looking in the mirror I took a minute to admire how good I looked, I finished my glass of wine before grabbing my phone and keys and heading off to the bar.
It was quiet when I arrived, with maybe only a handful of people scattered around. I went up to the bar and ordered a margarita, I had just thought about it at this point. The thought of getting asked for ID made me suddenly nervous, thankfully, I wasn't. I went up the stairs to their rooftop area and sat overlooking the street and water.
Looking down, I noticed the guy from earlier this morning walking in. I hoped to have the courage to talk to him, but I was nervous and afraid of what he would think of me.
A few minutes later, I heard footsteps coming up and turned around to see him holding a beer with a massive smile on his face.
"Hey, how are you?" he asked. "I'm Beau."
"Hi! Well, thank you, yourself? Im Sarah."
"Mind if I sit?" he asked, pointing to the chair beside me.
With no real turning back, I motioned for him to join me. He sat his beer down as he took a seat, I was nervous as id ever been, sitting just feet away from a gorgeous young man who had no idea who I was.
We sat and chatted for a while before our drinks had finished, and he asked if I would like another. I quickly obliged, and he took our glasses back down.
Watching him walk away, I couldn't believe a guy like that was interested in me, I sat there and knew at some point I would have to tell him that I was a crossdresser, and that thought terrified me.
He returned a few minutes later, and I decided to tell him now rather than later. He handed me my drink as I thanked him, and I said I had something I needed to tell him.
"What is it?" he asked
"Well, I'm not who you probably think I am, I'm a bit more complicated," I said
"How so?" he asked
Well, this was it, make or break time and I thought he would abuse me and leave.
"I'm not a girl, I'm a crossdresser," I said, slumping my head a little and blushing with embarrassment.