Fantasies I hope to one day realize.

A quick recap of my limited experience so far. Have sucked a few cocks so far, and have been sucked by a few guys also. Like to XDress in private and have met and dressed with another CD once and had a wonderful couple of hours of "lesbian sex". Been fucked a few times and loved it. Spent an afternoon in bed with a close friend and we enjoyed mutual oral sex, enjoyed his rimming me and enjoyed his cock in my ass in various positions, my favorite was on my back with my legs over his shoulders as he pumped my ass until I begged for more.

Now for my fantasy: (Has anyone else every had a fantasy like this? Also there is a club similar to this in a nearby town, but not quite as wild which I think about going to a lot.)

Not being out of the closet in public yet, I often fantasize of getting ready to go out to a gay club. I shave my legs and underarms, then shave my balls and around my cock. I like a little pubic hair so I trim the bush above my cock real short, not so short that it is prickly by short enough not to be wild. Just nicely groomed. Then I slide a pair of black thigh highs up my freshly shaved legs so that the lacy tops are high in my thighs. I then put on a pair of my wife's flats; we wear the same size shoe. Don't want to be too obvious by wearing heels as I am still shy about dressing too feminine in public. Next I slip on a short sleeve dress shirt that is made to be tucked in and has long tails. Love the look standing in front of the mirror in just my thigh highs and shirt, as the shirt is just long enough to cover my bare ass and cock which is hard with anticipation of the night out and already dripping pre-cum. Next I slip on a pair of tight male slacks and tuck the shirt in and the feel of being naked under the slacks and the feel of the nylon thigh highs on my legs has my cock getting even harder. Looking down at my feet seeing the feminine looking flats and the obvious nylons instead of socks makes me wonder if I can really go out like this. But the anticipation of being out in the public even partially dressed in feminine attire has my blood pumping and overrides my hesitation.

I leave home; of course my wife is out of town for a couple of days which gives me the courage to go out like this. I arrive at a local gay club and after gathering up my courage exit the car and enter the club. It is already fairly crowded and I make my way to the bar and mount a bar stool. The nylons and flats make me feel very feminine and I decide I want a feminine drink so order a glass of white wine. I also don't want to get too high on booze, as I want to enjoy the night. As the sexy bartender brings me my drink he winks at me. I wonder can you tell that I am gay. I live the life of a straight man in public is why I am wondering, I have always been deep in the closet. Then I giggle to myself, hell I am in a gay club, what else is he to think!

As I let me eyes wander around the club from my seat at the bar I see that the club is full of straight looking guys, gay looking guys, flaming gay at that, and some obvious TV/TG/CD types. Even a few leather types and a few business types. The clientele seems to run the gamut of society, leaning heavily toward the gay lifestyle. Of course this is what I have heard of the club and why I chose this club to visit this night. I was surprised how quick I became comfortable on my perch at the bar. I didn't realize that I had been sipping my wine until it was almost gone when the sexy bartender came up and asked, "Want another honey?" The way he said that made face flush as it sounded like he was addressing me in the way a man usually would address a woman.

Of course I nodded yes and he brought me another and when I moved to pay he waved me off, saying it was already paid for and looked toward a table not far from where I was sitting. I looked in that direction and spied a man close to my age raising his glass toward me. He was sitting with three other men all dressed in casual slacks and golf type shirts. The were all in their late 40's or early 50's. I lifted my fresh glass of wine in thanks. I then noticed them all looking at me and feeling conscious of their eyes on me I looked down checking to see if I looked OK, no fly open or anything. I hadn't noticed how comfortable I had gotten, I was sitting with my legs crossed like a woman with my pants legs pulled up as I sat down, and the leg that was crossed, was even higher making my nylons very obvious to anyone looking. Also now the female flats looked even more obvious with my pants legs pulled up. Also I was sitting sideways to the bar as I had been looking over the crowd in the club.

Even though I was conscious of their staring at me, I tried to not become flustered and continued to look over the crowd. Now there were waiters serving the tables and before my second glass of wine was gone a waiter came up to the bar and said to me, "Honey the gentlemen at that table would love for you to join them." I looked to where he was indicating and saw it was the same table that bought me the glass of wine I was drinking. When I looked their way, they all four lifted their glasses in invitation. With some hesitation I decided to accept their invitation and dismounted my bar stool and went over to the table, where two of the men had moved a chair between two of them. They all rose and introduced themselves and I introduced myself to the four of them. (This is a fantasy at least for now) so let’s say their names are Joe, Ben, Jake and Jim. I sat down and Jim ordered another round including another glass of wine for me.

I find out that the four are friends in town for a convention at the local Hilton and were out looking for a good time. I start feeling a little giddy because they are all treating me the way you would think a group of guys would treat a female. I had introduced myself as my true name but Jim, who is the guy who had bought me that first glass of wine, and was obvious the leader of the group, said I looked more like a Diana and they all were now referring to me as Diana. It had me excited if a little embarrassed. Jim looked around the club and said, "Diana, you should wear more then nylons and shoes honey, bet you would look good in a dress and heels."

I didn't know what to say to that, so didn't say anything. My not saying anything to disagree with Jim's comment obviously led the foursome to believe that I was in fact not adverse to that or upset that it was said. I was now on my fourth glass of wine and the foursome were getting more and more brave with their comments and soon our conversation turned to sexual comments most aimed at me, as if I was truly a female in the company of four horny men. Of course by now I was feeling the wine and not being flippant or an active member of the sexually explicit language I was obviously not going to get upset with them. This they took as my being receptive to their sexual innuendo and caused them to become more and more brazen with their comments.

Ben, who seemed the most doom of the foursome, told me, "Diana too bad you didn't bring a dress with you, we would make you go into the bathroom, and change so you could really look like the hot little bitch you really want to be. Nylons and shoes aren't enough honey; you need to dress the part if you are looking for men." His eyes told me he was not thinking of my looking for men, he was thinking of my looking for cock.

The club had a dance floor and numerous couples were dancing. Jim got up and grabbed my hand and said, "Come on honey, let's dance."

I had never danced with a man before but I found myself on the dance floor and Jim took me into his arms, after a little confusion as to where hands and arms were to go. I soon found my left arm over his left shoulder and my right hand in his left hand. It seemed very comfortable for me to be dancing backwards to what I was accustomed to with my wife in my arms on the dance floor. Before long Jim placed my right hand on his left shoulder and put both of his arms around my waist. Now I am 5' 6" and Jim was over 6 feet tall. I found my had on his chest as he held me close. I was just getting comfortable in his arms when the song ended but he held me on the dance floor until the next song started and we started swaying to the music again. He had never released me during the change of songs and now as we started swaying again, his right hand moved down to my ass and cupped my left ass cheek. My ass has always been very sensitive and I have often kidded with a couple of my bi/gay friends that all a man had to do was touch my ass, and he could do anything he wanted to me.

Then Jim moved his other hand to my other ass cheek and said to me, "Honey, you have a nice ass, you should show it off more in a nice short dress, and I like the fact you don't wear panties. My slacks were thin and tight and even I could tell that he could tell from feeling and squeezing my ass cheeks that I was naked under my slacks.

I could now feel his hard cock pressing against my stomach and my cock was swollen and dripping in this studs arms. The song ended, too soon for me, and again he held me on the dance floor and motioned to our table and Ben came over and took over from Jim. He was going to make me stay on the dance floor and dance with him. Ben didn't waste any time and when the music started he pulled me into him, with my arms over his shoulders and cupped my ass with both hands. His cock rubbed against my stomach like Jim's had and he pulled my ass into him tighter. He was a lot rougher then Jim was but it felt really hot to me, my cock was dripping and my ass was on fire, I found myself pushing back into his cock. He laughed and said, "You are a little slut aren't you." I just pushed into him harder, wanting to feel his hard cock against my body. Then Ben surprised me. He stopped dancing and held me out from him and said, "I said you are a little slut aren't you? I want an answer if you want to feel my cock anymore."

I felt embarrassed and looked around knowing everyone was looking at us. But they weren't and when Ben looked at me with a hard look and said, "Well!!" I nodded yes. He looked at me still holding me in front of him and said, "Well tell me you are a little slut and that you want to feel my cock against you again!"

The situation was crazy but I was now a little tipsy and hot as hell, and he was right I wanted to feel his cock again so I said, "Yes I am a little slut and want to feel your cock against me again."

He pulled me back into him and said, "Now that is better honey, before the night is over you will be the little cum slut you know you really are."

The song had ended and he kept me on the dance floor until the next song started and drew me into him again, pressing his swollen cock against me, it felt twice as big as before. My breathing was almost in hyper mode and my head had found a place on his broad chest, he was as tall as Jim but broader, and I could feel the heat of his body and the hardness of his Pecs. I found myself wondering if he was a weight lifter, what a thing to think about while I was in this man's arms. His hands were again on my ass and having to reach up to place my arms on both Jim's and Ben's shoulders had loosened my shirt in my pants and it was becoming very puffed up around my waist as it was now half way out of my pants. This song ended all too soon and Ben was obviously not ready to sit down. As I tried to tuck my shirt back in, Ben reached out and said, "Stop, just pull it out you will be more comfortable anyway." I found myself obeying him without hesitation, and pulled my shirt out. It was a long dress shirt and the tails came halfway between my hips and knees. The music started again and Ben drew me back into him and I found his cock was still swollen and hard; I melted back into him, with my arms around his neck and my face on his chest, as he cupped and kneaded my ass cheeks. Then I felt one of his hands go under my shirt tail and rise to my waist. It was like a hot iron on my skin as I felt his hand above my pants and on my bare back. He pulled me harder into him pressing his cock into my stomach and said, "You like that cock don't you Diana, you little slut?" Without lifting my head off of his chest I murmured, "Oh yes I love it." I didn't even realize I had said it, I just continued to sway in his arms rubbing against his swollen member.

I then felt Ben's hand slide under the waist of my pants. My pants were of the beltless type with elastic at the waist. The waist stretched and his hands continued down until he was cupping my bare left ass cheek. He then said, "Now that is what I like a nice bare ass, eager to please. We need to get you out of those pants. Your shirt is long enough to be a dress. When this dance is over I want you to go to the bathroom and take off those pants and walk back over to our table dressed like the little slut whore you are or will be by the time we get finished with you tonight."

Now I was getting afraid, what had I gotten myself into? I started to argue but before I could say a word Ben squeezed my ass cheek and said, "Don't argue, you know you want to get stripped of your masculinity and become a real little slut. If you argue I'll make you throw away those pants, if you are a good little cunt I'll let you bring them back to the table to take home when we finish with you."

The dance ended and I stood there in complete confusion, there were a couple of TV/TG/CD gurls close and were listening as I tried to say something and then Ben said, "Go on Diana, go get out of those pants, that shirt is not the dress you should be wearing, but it is better then nothing."

He waited until I started for the bathroom before I could feel him move back toward our table, but I felt his eyes on me all the way to the bathroom. Once in the bathroom, I stood in front of the mirror for a minute trying to get my wits about me, should I run, or what. But I so wanted to feel that nice hard cock against me again. I heard voices as I noticed tears form in my eyes and in the mirror I saw a couple of the TV, TG, or just CDs that I had noticed on the dance floor come in. The tall blond, very nice looking, she must have been a TG; she looked so feminine, although I could tell she was not a woman from birth. The other was a brunette and was obviously a TV or CD but also very sexy looking, dressed in a slutty way, short mini, garters, stockings, heels, wig and a lot of makeup, very slutty looking in a sexy way. Also she had no breasts, false or real. The tall blonde was Teri and the brunette was Joan, or that is how they introduced themselves. Teri said, "We heard your conversation on the dance floor honey, are you alright?" I wiped my eyes and said, "Yes, this is just my first time to out in public under these circumstances." Joan said, "We saw you on the dance floor honey, you are only fighting it, you are a very feminine type and it is obvious to all these men, go with it you will love it, we do, don't we Teri?" This last was said with a little giggle. Teri giggled and said, "You know it honey, I only wished those four studs would have picked on me instead of you."

I wiped my tears again, and could feel that my cock had stayed hard all this time and was dripping and leaving a dark stain on my slacks. I finally got my wits about me and said, "But I will feel so humiliated going out on that floor with only my shirt, I don't have on any underwear."

Joan giggled and flipped up her mini skirt and I saw she was naked also with a huge swollen cock that was shaved clean of pubic hair. Then she looked at Teri and said, "Diana is about my size isn't she Teri?" When she saw my mouth open when she mentioned my name she told me she had heard Ben call me by that name. Teri looked me up and down and nodded then said, "Let's surprise those guys, and quick go out to the car."

Joan disappeared and Terri put her purse on the counter in front of the mirror and took out her makeup kit. Saying that she had no wig, but short hairdos were pretty prevalent now. I was in a trance as she plucked my eyebrows then drew on feminine eyebrows, put mascara on my lashes, a little blush on my cheeks and dark red lipstick on my lips, using the eyebrow pencil to outline my lips first, making my lips fuller. Then she wet my hair and combed it so that it looked more feminine giving me bangs over one eye.

I looked at myself in the mirror and was amazed at the transition; I still looked like me, but a very feminine version. Next Joan came in and said strip as she held up a dress that was very thin and seemed more like a blouse then dress. I obeyed as if I was in a trance and actually smiled as they both commented on my silk encased legs, how nice they looked and were surprised that I had shaved them, and even commented on how nice and groomed my cock and balls looked with the way I shaved and trimmed the pubic hair. Joan helped me slip on the dress and standing back I saw that it was actually shorter then my shirt, very thin and clung against my body like a second skin. Teri commented on how sexy my thigh highs looked with the lacy tops showing from under the hemline. Teri checked me out then said, "other then not wearing heels you are one hot little slut honey. You need to get you some dresses and heels, your hair looks sexy just the way it is. Now go out there and fuck those guys silly."

I stood there holding my pants and shirt and Teri took them and threw them into the trash can. She didn't say a word, just threw them away. I had a hard time walking out of that bathroom, but Joan and Teri, one on each side of me, walked me out and headed me toward my table. I saw all four of the guys at my table staring at me as I walked toward them, very self conscious but also very turned on. I was actually walking across the dance floor of a club in public completely dressed as a woman, a very slutty looking woman at that, I was also self conscious of my cock dripping under the short dress. I felt so naked, and so good at the same time.

All four stood as I got back to the table and Jim held my chair saying to Ben, "You outdid yourself this time Ben, what the hell did you tell her?"

Ben just laughed and said, "Nothing, Diana is just a hot little cum slut aren't you Diana?" When I didn't answer right away he added, "Diana when I ask you something I expect an answer, now tell this horny group what a hot little cum slut you are and what you want, and you know what I mean."

I flushed red, and said, "Oh yes I am a little slut, and I want cock." Ben said, "How much cock do you want slut?" I couldn't help it, I knew what Ben wanted me to say so I said, "I want as much cock as you can give me."

Jake and Joe along with Jim laughed and Jake said, "Well you are going to get a lot of cock tonight honey, when this night is over you will not want to ever go back to being a masculine male. We are going to turn you into a real little slut whore begging for more."

Jake got up and said he was next to dance with the little slut, he wanted to see what was under that short skirt. He took me onto the dance floor and as the music started he drew me into him, he was a little shorter then Jim and Ben, just a little taller then me. I could feel his hard cock rubbing against my thigh. My arms automatically went around his neck and I could feel the hem of the dress raise so that I knew that the bottom of my ass cheeks were uncovered. I moved my arms down allowing the dress to slip back over my ass and Jake said, "No you don't, that ass is public property now, put your hands back around my neck." Jake was almost as Dom as Ben, and he pulled me toward him letting his hands fall down and cup my ass cheeks, now very bare and uncovered for anyone to view. I saw Joan dancing with Teri, and saw her wink at me, as she turned Teri around so her back was to me and I could see that Joan had Teri's dress up and was cupping her bare ass cheeks also. Obviously it was accepted in the club. Feeling Jake's hands cupping my ass cheeks, and slipping a finger between my ass cheeks every once in awhile, was now getting me so hot, that I was now pressing into him even harder and enjoying his manipulating my ass, I was on fire. He held me on the dance floor while the music ended and started again, and I found myself in Joe's arms next. Joe was taller then I had first suspected, he must have been almost 6'6", and which he was I found out later. My hands around his neck really lifted my dress so that my ass was almost completely uncovered and I didn't even care anymore. His cock was long hard and slim and was poking me way above the waist, I loved the feel of it. He hadn't wasted any time either; as soon as my arms went around his neck he was cupping my ass and pulling me hard against his swollen cock. When he felt me pressing into his cock he laughed and said, "You are a lot little slut Diana, I can't wait to feel your hot little mouth around my cock and then slide into that hot little ass of yours." When he said this I pressed even closer to him, wanting to feel his cock in my mouth right then.

The music stopped and he took me back to the table. Jim pulled me over and I found myself in his lap, feeling his hard cock slip between my legs. I found myself wishing it was not covered by the material of his slacks. My skirt had slipped up so that my hard cock was uncovered and Ben laughed and reached over and squeezed the swollen head saying, "Look Diana's clit is already swollen wanting to get fucked." Then he looked into my eyes and said, "Isn't that right bitch?"

By now I knew what Ben wanted and I wanted to please him so I said, "Yes I want to be fucked so bad, my clit is hurting, and begging for your cock."

A waiter came over and winked at me as he put another round of drinks on the table, a glass of white wine for me. Ben whispered to the waiter and when the waiter stood back up with a grin at me then left Ben made an announcement to the table, "It's OK guys, but not until after 11, it becomes a private club then. Until then we'll have to be discrete." I looked at Ben with a question in my eyes. I was still squirming in Jim's lap feeling his cock swelling even more between my legs. Ben looked at me after grinning at the other three and said, "You will get all the cock you want after 11, right here in front of everyone. We were going to take you to our hotel room, but we think we want to have you show your stuff in public in front of all these people, the ones that aren't busy themselves of course." He further explained for my benefit that the club became private after 11 and was more or less a sex club after that.

I had downed that glass of wine fast and another was ordered for me. I then asked to be excused to go to the bathroom I had to pee. Jake laughed and said, "Make sure you sit down honey."

It kind of embarrassed me, but I had to pe so bad I ignored the comment and as I got off Jim's lap he spanked my ass as I walked away from the table. In the bathroom, I was met by Teri and Joan who both giggled, and Teri said, "You are a hot little bitch Diana. How are you enjoying yourself now?" I looked at her and thought a minute and finally said, "You know I'm loving it. I can't believe how hot I am." I sat down to pe before I realized what I was doing and Joan laughed, "Those guys are really turning you honey, we need to get together sometime, you’ll really enjoy lesbian sex."

I left the two of them in the bathroom, with the understanding that I was willing to meet them sometime and we exchanged email addresses. I left looking forward to meeting these two hot gurls, one a TV and the other a hot CD. (This was easy to add to this fantasy as I have had one two hour session with a CD in real life and it was a very sensuous experience).

On the way back to the table I walked by the bar and the hot bartender winked at me and said, "You look a lot better in that get up honey, I hope you become a regular."

Back at the table Ben grabbed me and said, "Welcome back Diana, it's a couple of minutes till 11, are you ready for some fun?" When I didn't answer him fast enough he pulled me down over his knees pulled up my dress bearing my ass and said, "What you need you little bitch is a good spanking to put you in your place." With that he started spanking me with his open hand, and not very gentle. I was squirming after the third smack and my ass was starting to sting from the sharp slaps. Tears started to form in my eyes and after the 5 smack I was crying, begging for him to stop, but at the same time my cock was swelling and felt like it was about to burst, while I could feel my pre-cum soaking into the front of Ben's slacks. He smacked me one last time and sitting me up on his lap, my ass smarting from the sharp spanking, he said, "Now honey, don't take so long answering when I ask a question." I sniffed and promised him I would do better. I noticed that a few of the tables of customers were watching and I flushed with embarrassment envisioning how I must have looked bent over Ben's knees with my bare ass turning red from his spanking. I also saw that Teri and Joan were sitting at one of those tables and both were smiling enjoying the show. Teri blew me a kiss as Joan's hand was rubbing her inner thigh under her hiked up skirt.

Then Ben said, "Get on your knees slut and give Jim some head, show us how much you like sucking cock." Not wanting to get another spanking, although, now that it was over the thought of another spanking seemed to turn me on. I quickly got on my knees between Jim's open legs and my hesitation, while on my knees, gained me another smack on my ass from Ben before he told me to get busy. My face was inches from Jim's crotch and I quickly reached up and unzipped his pants and when his swollen cock all but jumped out from his open zipper I quickly moved my face into his crotch until I could lick the swollen head, and the taste of his heavy pre-cum made me gasp with eagerness for more, and soon I was licking the swollen dripping head like it was a lolly pop and I was a little girl licking and sucking on it. I slowly let the head slid into my open lips and as I felt his cock start to swell bigger and bigger and then start to jerk, his hands reached behind my head and slammed my head down into his crotch, his huge man meat filling first my mouth and then almost choking me as it slid down my throat. I gagged as he started fucking my face his balls slapping my chin with each thrust. My throat was able to adjust and now I was helping him slam my face into his crotch, wanting as much of his cock as I could get, eagerly awaiting the heavy spurts of cum I was about to get rammed down my throat. Finally I felt his cock jump and jerk, swell even more and finally felt the heavy hot strings of cum spurt down my throat, fill my mouth and seep out of the side of my mouth. I almost choked as I tried to swallow fast enough to keep the thick spurts of cum from exploding from my mouth and running down my chin onto the floor. I almost accomplished that feat, but was unable to keep some from escaping my hot mouth.

Jim let out a gasp saying, "Damn that was good, she's turning out to be a real cum slut."

Ben slapped my ass and said, "Lick your chin clean bitch and move to Jake." I quickly moved around the table on my hands and knees and Jake turned his chair sideways so I could get between his open legs, saying, "Tell me what you want you little slut." I didn't even hesitate now and quickly started unzipping his pants saying, "I want to suck your gorgeous cock honey." I didn't even think of the many people watching as I unzipped his pants and took his swollen man meat out and copied what I had done to Jim, knowing how much it had turned him on. As I lowered my mouth onto the swollen head of Jake's cock I felt my dress lifted up over my upturned ass and felt my legs being spread apart, I was unable to put up any fight not that I wanted to. As Jake's delicious cock slipped down my throat and I was able to keep from gagging again, felt hands spread my ass cheeks apart and heard Ben's voice say, "Look at what a nice tight pussy this bitch has Joe, I think it looks like it is begging to be fucked." I felt a finger enter my ass hole and my breath caught, and I started gagging. I was able to keep from gagging by sliding my mouth back until my throat relaxed again and it was a good thing as Jake slammed his cock back down my throat until his balls smacked me in the chin so hard I thought it must have hurt him, but he kept pumping and now I felt a second finger enter my ass hole, and when the third finger entered I finally was able to relax my sphincter muscle and I could feel my sphincter open wider as the three finger started massaging my man pussy opening. I knew what was coming soon, and I was not anticipating it with eagerness, as I felt Jake's cock twitch, jump, swell and then start filling my mouth with another load of sweet cum, I was able to swallow his whole load, without losing a drop, and as I was licking his softening cock clean of sticky cum, I felt my ass hole relax even more as now four fingers were working at loosening my pussy even more. I was now thinking of my ass hole as my cunt.

I was in a sexual daze by now and I felt myself being lifted to my feet and heard Joe say, I got the stools Ben put the cunt over them. I felt myself being leaned over a bar stool with my ass in the air, another bar stool was under my chest. My dress was hiked up way over my waist and I was completely naked from the waist down. I was aware that now there were a lot of people standing around, with grins on their faces, and in the crowd I could see both Teri and Joan grinning as they stood with their arms around each other watching my being turned into a cum slut bitch. I was unable to stop the humiliation and was vaguely aware that I didn't want to. I looked up and saw another swollen cock in my face. Joe was standing in front of me with his cock in his hand, aiming it at my mouth, which opened on its own accord and I eagerly started licking and sucking as he started to fuck my face. Then I felt a cool liquid on my open ass hole, a finger was putting a cool, then hot lubricant around and in my red ass hole. I almost bit Joe's cock when I felt a huge knob, which I knew was Ben's cock head press against my sphincter and pop through. After an initial sharp pain when the head popped through, my pussy felt wet then warm then relaxed as I felt Ben's huge tool slide into my very depth. My cock started dripping as I felt the head of his cock hit my prostrate. My ass was loose and ready by the time Ben had the length of his cock buried until I could feel his huge ball sack meet my spread open ass cheeks. I started pushing back at Ben as his cock felt better and better buried deep in my body. When Ben felt I was more then ready, he started pumping in and out of my ass slowly at first then faster and faster as I tried to keep in sync with his thrusts in my ass and Joe's thrusts in my mouth. I was in heaven now, and would have been begging for more if I could have around Joe's huge cock. I felt like I was being fucked in both ends and was being fucked in both ends. I was converted, another slut was born.

It was perfect, Ben and Joe were able to cum at the same time, and my cock was shooting onto the floor between the two bar stools. I overheard a comment, "She's a squirter."

I was stood up and helped to sit on a chair. My legs were unable to hold me up they were so weak. Ben and the guys straighten their clothes and said they had to leave because of an early morning, but Ben looked at me and said, "Be here again tomorrow night same time, but you better be dressed right this time, girly sluts don't wear men's clothes. You better look as good as you do now that you are dressed like the slut you are." I was unable to answer I was still trying to catch my breath. I found myself jerked up and thrown back over the bar stool and Ben proceeded to give me three sharp slaps on my ass which was still sore from his first spanking. I found my cock starting to get hard again. I was actually enjoying the sharp pain his spanking was giving me and the humiliation of being watched being spanked by so many people still standing around watching.

Ben then said, as he lifted me back to my feet and helped me to sit down in a chair, "Now do you understand about being here again tomorrow Diana?" I actually smiled as I told him I would do as he said and will try to make him happy with me.

I watched the foursome leave the bar and Teri and Joan came over and sat down at the table. I was finally fully aware of my surroundings and saw that the club was closing and the crowd was thinning, some hangers on were finishing their last call drinks. I saw the hot looking bartender coming over to our table and he was bringing three drinks, one for each of us, a white wine for me. He told us it was last call and we looked like we needed drinks especially me. He winked at me as he said this and sat down in one of the two empty chairs at our table. He looked at Teri and Joan and asked if they had a good time and if they were coming back the next night, to which they replied in the affirmative. Then he looked at me and said, "I know you will be back, I enjoyed the whole show and heard the big guy tell you to be here." I was now completely myself again and was actually relaxed and fine with the way I was dressed. I asked him if it had been that obvious that I was leaning toward being feminine. I mentioned that it had been obvious he thought so with the way he talked to me and treated me when I first came into the club. He laughed and said, "Are you kidding, you come across very feminine, you look a lot more natural now then when you came in." Laughing he added, "But I will have to say your makeup is a little messed up right now, better go into the ladies room and touch it up before you go out on the street."

I couldn't help it, I giggled and Teri, Joan and I went to the ladies room. Which was actually a misnomer, there were two restrooms, but both were unmarked. Teri helped me touch up my makeup and I finally looked almost decent again, which is relative I guess. I still looked like a little slut. Joan told me I could keep the dress and give it back later. She giggled and said it wouldn't due for me to go home naked, my male clothes long gone in the bottom of the trash.

Back at the table as we finished our drinks before leaving Teri told me she had never seen anyone become so feminized so fast in her life. She told me, "Honey you will never go back now, that I can promise. Joan and I have a lot of Dom men friends and a few cross dresser and TV Doms also. We have to introduce you to a few of them. We could have some fun together also, Joan, You and I. You are going to be busy until the convention is gone, but we'll get together after that OK." I was more then eager and indicated as much. Teri said, "Here comes Kevin again, I think he is turned on by Diana." I looked up and saw it was the hot bartender and commented that it was mutual. Joan giggled and said, "He looks like a sweetie, but he is a very aggressive Dom, both Teri and I have fun with him every once in awhile. But I must warn you he is into piss play."

Kevin came up and said the club was closing so we had to drink up, which we did. Teri and Joan left and I got up to follow them when Kevin stopped me saying to wait a minute and he would walk me out to my car. I waived at Teri and Joan saying I would stay in touch and sat back down waiting for this hot hunk, thinking about what Teri had told me and getting another hard on as I waited.

Confusion reigns on the internet sites, especially the gay, bi and swinger sites. I have been a member of a few of them, swinger, gay and bi. I am one of those guys that hid his urges at a young age and gradually accepted that I was turned on by men. This was due to the socially accceptable mindset dictated by "them" whoever the hell "them" are. I am happily married for more years then I care to say. I finally accepted my bisexuality when I was in my early 30s and came to realize that I am probably more gay then bi. If I was single today, I would completely jump the fence to the gay lifestyle and would be completely happy about it. However, I am still married and have come to realize that sex is not the only thing that can hold a marriage together, love is more then sex.

Now Sex is something else and for me, it is performing oral sex on a nice hard cock or spreading and being fucked until I beg for more.

Now here is where the confusion reigns on the sex sites on the internet. Can someone please explain why it is:

1. On swinging sites, 99 percent of the male half of a couple is straight and the female half is bisexual......yet many times I have been hit on by these "straight men".

2. Single men on sex sites claiming they are straight comment in a good way, and email me when my profiles says I am a bisexual married male who cross dresses in private.

3. There are more bottoms then tops on most sites.

4. There are so may TV/TG/CDs on the sites, but they are never in public, and the ones, like me, who CD in private, are so hesitant to be open about it.

5. Why are there so many Bi's on this site, and so few gays.

6. Why is there such a debate about cock pics on profiles.

7. Why some people don't understand why most of us don't put face pics on our profiles. Until I get to know someone, I don't want the wrong person to see my face on most of these sites. Discretion is a neccessity for most of us.

Just a few observations and questions.