At that time I was a transvestite With this gloomy weather and the lack of available friends, I decide to go to a sex shop near the station, rather trendy "gay". As always the hardest part is finding a place to park not too far away. Under my half-open parka, I only wear a denim miniskirt, a bra, a very light transparent top and fishnet stockings. High heels and my blond wig complete my outfit. During this short trip only one man observes me and even follows me to the entrance of the sex shop but does not enter. When I enter it, the eyes naturally turn towards me, and stay glued there. In this outfit I attract the attention of these men which makes me nervous and excited at the same time. After a quick tour to observe the place, I head towards the salesman, who watches me come with a little naughty air, and asks him, loud enough so that I can be heard, if he has collars for submissive bitches. The salesman directs me towards the BDSM section where the collars are, then offers me to try them on. I barely hesitate. My choice falls on a black leather collar with a metal leash. I put the collar on then place the chain on my shoulder. The effect is immediate, everyone, salesman and customers look at me with bulging eyes. The salesman then offers me to keep the collar on me for the rest of my visit. I accept with a little smile that says it all and take off the parka. So I continue my search with my bitch collar around my neck. I stop in front of the dildos under the greedy gaze of several men. I take some, weigh them, choose them according to their size or shape, while casting a more or less discreet glance towards the group of men who observe me attentively and without any discretion. I decide to turn them on a little more by playing with dildos, taking them well in hand or by walking them on my cheeks and near my lips. To finish, I choose a black dildo in the shape of a beautiful big cock. A quick visit to the video section, where I stop a little in front of the "gay" and "submission" films where one of the customers teases me a little by calling out to me several times "hey miss,,," I return to the counter passing between the men who, with wandering hands, take the opportunity to brush against me or discreetly caress my buttocks. I ask the seller for a tube of lubricant and access to the lounge, then pay for my purchases. The amateurs have gathered and do not take their eyes off me, clearly showing their approval and their excitement. So I take the stairs and quickly find myself in the TV room. There is only one man there, at the back of the room, watching a porn movie while touching his sex through his pants. The surprise is total when he sees me appear. I put my parka on a chair in the middle of the room and put my dildo there in front of the man's astonished gaze. We don't stay alone for long, some of them couldn't resist the urge to see more. With the arrival of these men, I am more and more excited and I make up my mind. I put one foot on a chair in front of them, revealing the top of my exposed thighs up to the edge of my fishnet stockings. I can't help but slide my dildo under my skirt and caress my little hole with it. Not having put on panties, I quickly let out a sigh of pleasure that is very perceptible and not feigned as I feel this beautiful cock gradually force the edge of my little ass. I appreciate this pleasure and the effect that my gestures have on the men around me. I turn now, letting myself be observed and spread my legs wide so that my voyeurs can see what is happening under my sufficiently raised miniskirt. Slowly I position the dildo, push it gently, the black glans disappears between my buttocks, I continue to push this stake deeper, then leave it in me for a momen ...

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