Feature Writer: Ghost
Feature Title: My Story (Chapter 7)
Published: 22.07.2023
Story Codes: Supernatural, WS, Demonic, Transvestite, Cross-dressing, Anal
Author’s Comments: As I’ve discussed in other chapters I feel like I’m slowly being turned into a succubus. Yes, I know that may sound silly and Yes, I know succubae are supposed to be female but I know I’ve been visited by Lilith for years and know that whatever is planned for me I’m looking forward to seeing how it all plays out. I also know that when I do these things I always awake with a sense of energy and excitement almost like cum is some sort of magic elixir. Ingesting it – having it sprayed inside me and sometimes even just having it absorbed by my body seems to give me a euphoric feeling that I now crave. In the dark, I sometimes feel like my body glows when I’m exposed to a guy’s cum. I’ve looked down, after sex with a guy, and if the room is dark enough I swear my body takes on an internal glow. Sometimes the glow is reddish and sometimes it’s more a blue tint but it appears to come from inside me. I can’t explain it but instead, simply enjoy it. While I still have sex with my wife, I feel that most of my fantasies and experiences seem to be more intense as I am getting used to being more female or at least acting like one and I’ve accepted that. From my first encounter when I was growing up in the country until today it’s been one slow conversion. A conversion that I now embrace.
My Story
WHAT’S HAPPENED SO FAR
In my previous six chapters, I explained how I met Lilith, how she controls me, and how I live for that connection. These stories are meant to help me make sense of all that is going on around me. I’m past trying to understand the events that happen around me but have settled into a feeling of being controlled or owned by Lilith and possibly others she lets play with me. I have accepted this feeling as something I wanted for a long time and now crave. I freely describe myself as a little sissy and love the feelings that brings me. I’m not entirely sure where this is all leading but hope it is all just part of the journey. I now do not pass the altar of Lilith in my home without bowing and often see images or shapes in my home out of the corner of my eye and simply smile. I don’t fear the dark but rather embrace it!
Chapter 7 – RENEWED ENERGY
I was sitting at my desk one evening and got bored so I logged into a cuckold site just to have open and fun conversations with others about being a Sissy and my evolving interests. As I was chatting, I realized that I no longer felt the need to tap-dance around my wishes or was totally embarrassed about sharing my desires. I was pretending to be a shy older guy who was exploring my sensuality.
I realized this is what he wanted to hear, and I got comfortable with my role in the conversation. After a while, I felt Lilith encouraging me. It was like I was demonstrating to her what I had learned. I was enjoying the chat and just as it appeared we might try to hook up he ghosted me. I was left with a craving that had to be filled and simply didn’t know where to turn and it was getting late.
The wife was away for the weekend and there I sat – horny and craving attention. I poured another glass of wine and went upstairs to Lilith’s altar. I turned off the lights, lit a black candle, and sat down to meditate. After relaxing … and drinking a few more glasses of wine, I tried meditating again and I felt a calm come over me and then a warm breeze.
I looked around and realized the window was closed so I opened it and felt a rush of air and sat back down in front of the altar, put on some sensual binaural beats, and closed my eyes. When I opened my eyes, the candle was burning much brighter, and the flame seemed to dance. I smiled and asked Lilith to show me the way and at once I felt a connection, so I simply bowed my head and said, “Guide me.”
I felt my body get up blow out the candle and sway my ass down the stairs and back to the computer. I logged on and started reading stories and focused on one about flashing truckers. I found the story hot but had never done that and then I went to another site and started reading and found another story with a similar subject. It was then that I felt a giggle, and I knew where this was going.
I live a few miles from an interstate and an idea popped into my head. I dressed in sexy panties and tucked my cock back and taped it with skin-coloured sports tape. From a trucker’s perspective, I hoped he would think I was a woman flashing him and that is all I was going for. I put on jeans and a cute black lace thong. I didn’t put on a wig but styled my hair in a feminine style and added make-up, a quick coat of polish on my nails, and a pair of girly-looking flats.
I drove to the gas station and filled up and got a thrill out of being in public as a woman again, without the wig it was a little risky but somehow it just felt right. I put on some sensual music and out onto the highway I went. I felt a bit scared going to “show off” for truckers knowing that it could have a bad outcome if I was “found out” but that was part of the thrill. And from the little “hints” I felt that this is what she wanted me to do.
I’ve grown accustomed to following her hints and leads and usually love the outcome. I drove down the interstate with my jeans unbuttoned and the visor light dimmed to show just enough to someone looking down into the car. I figured the dark-painted nails and make-up could pass from that distance. As I passed the first couple semi I got no reaction and felt that maybe this was a mistake but kept at it.
The plan was to drive ten or fifteen miles one way then turn around and come back then go another ten miles the other way. Finally, I passed a truck and saw that he was speeding up to match my speed, so I opened my jeans further and made sure he saw. I had pulled the jeans down enough that he could clearly see the panties and I left the shirt open so and basically put on a little show for the driver.
The further we went the further I went and eventually, I had removed the panties but with me being tucked and taped I’m sure he thought it was a little slut giving him a show. I loved it but he got off at the next town and pulled into a big box store – waving to me and tooting his horn to say “thanks for the show.”
This happened once more and it was fun the feeling of my cock getting hard while tucked always gives me a thrill, but I wanted more. All the internet play plus the flirting with a couple of truckers had me excited and craving more! After the second little show, I turned around and headed for home figuring this was just not my night. About halfway home I realized I had not put my jeans back on and was driving down the road in an open shirt and panties.
I was relaxed and heading for home but when I saw a lone truck in front of me, I thought maybe “one more time”. As I was deciding what to do, I felt the car accelerating on its own. I checked the cruise control and turned it off, yet the car kept going a little faster. I soon realized that she was indeed “driving.”
I turned the dome light back on and thought “what-the-hell-why-not” lol. As I pulled alongside the truck I slowed, and the trucker started keeping pace with me. When I was sure he was interested, I started openly rubbing myself. I looked in the mirror and saw another car coming up behind us, so I tucked in behind the truck until the car passed. I felt excited and decided to have a little more fun, so I removed my panties and pulled back alongside him, and turned the visor light up a little.
That was met with a pull from his air horn to which I waved. Finally, we were near my exit, and I was prepared to call it a night and go home frustrated and stroke myself when a wild idea crossed my mind. Actually, I think it was more inserted into my mind! I pulled the tape off and let him see the “real me.”
I don’t know what I was thinking, and I know that could have bad consequences but did it anyway. I was greeted with another blast from his air horn, and I got excited when I realized he liked the “additional show.” I pulled off on my exit and he followed me – now it’s a rural exit, dark, with no houses or businesses and I got a little scared. What if I had misunderstood his intentions?
Visions of me in panties laying in a ditch did cross my mind but then I felt her calm me, but I was still scared and simply sped off. There was a small shale berm where cars and an occasional truck pull off before getting on the freeway and I saw him pull in there and assumed he was turning around to get back on the highway. I went down about a mile and was making the final turn to my house when I got the “urge” to go back.
As I drove back, I saw his truck had pulled into the shale berm and was sitting there with just the marker lights on. It looked like he was going to spend the night there and head into the city in the morning. I drove by and instantly got the idea in my head that the night was NOT over and slipped my panties back on. I turned the car around and drove past him again slowly and pulled in front of his cab and sat there for a minute.
All the lights were out except for his marker lights and the cab was dark. I got out and walked to the back of my car, so I was standing between the two vehicles and decided to take a piss and then go home since I was running low on the nerve and not sure what to do next. I figured he was done with the game. It was then that I realized I was standing there wearing only my panties and a loose shirt. I saw the lights inside the cab come on and I realized he was watching so I turned and smiled and gave him a cute little girly wave.
He flashed his lights once and I decided to go for it! I walked over to his passenger door so I could not be seen from the road and stepped up on the running board and I simply said hi! He smiled and asked if I wanted to join him in his cab for a little fun and I nodded. He was kind of cute and a bit younger than me (thank you, Lilith). I said I would be right back, jumped down from the running board, went back to my car and grabbed my jeans, and locked the car.
I walked back to his cab in just my panties and shirt carrying my jeans and crawled up into his cab. I giggled then held up my jeans and dropped them to the floor as if to say, “I won’t be needing these” and he laughed. He went in the sleeper and came back with a bottle of whiskey and two glasses, I laughed, and we both had a drink. I think he was as nervous as I was. Here I am sitting in a trucker’s cab on the side of a country road in my panties. I took another sip then leaned over and gave him a kiss.
That was the right move! Soon we were making out like teenagers. In between he told me he was married and a long way from home and of course never did anything like this before. I giggled and looked him in the eye and said, “Well maybe tonight I’ll be your wife!” and that brought a smile.
As he leaned back to take another drink I got up, peeled off my shirt, and made a show of dropping it on my jeans, and winked at him as I walked back to the sleeper. I saw him reach up to a control panel and flick a switch and the sleeper was flooded with a warm red light … perfect! He looked back in the sleeper and saw me lean back on my elbows, spread my legs, and smile.
I lay back on the bed bathed in red light and watched him strip while never taking his eyes off me. I sat on the edge of the bed and kissed him. We started making out again and I could feel his cock getting hard. I ground into it with a little whimper then playfully pushed him away … just a little. One thing I’ve learned from women is how to be playful. He seemed a little confused but then saw my devilish smile as I peeled off my shirt and tossed it into the front cab and gave him my best come-fuck-me look.
We kissed but this time with a renewed hunger as we both knew what the other wanted. After a bit of kissing, he pushed me back on the bed and started to peel off my panties. I raised my hips to help him and soon my panties got tossed onto the pile of clothes in the front of the cab. He looked down at my pubic hair that I had trimmed into a small little patch and smiled.
He was standing at the edge of the bed and the elevated platform put me at that perfect height — I scooted forward, raised my knees, and wrapped my ankles around his lower back. I was all but begging him to please fuck me and he took the hint! He spit on his fingers and worked it into my hole with me no offering no resistance at all.
We parted for a second and I did the same, rubbing some into me and some onto his beautiful cock. We started kissing again and I could feel the head of his cock sliding across my now slick hole as I tilted my hips and ground onto him and could feel him slowly slide inside me. He had a beautiful cock that stood straight up and I was slowly helping him slide it into me. He never withdrew and with each movement of my hips and every time my back arched, I could feel him go deeper.
It was almost in slow motion, and I felt like I was in a trance. Like nothing matters in the world but getting his cock in me as deep as possible! He started slowly sliding in and out of me and I gave up all control and just concentrated on the feeling of being thoroughly and fully fucked. It felt like his cock was massaging my insides and I just relaxed and moved with him.
He started to build up speed and as he did each thrust got stronger and I could feel his body tensing. When I felt him start to twitch, I ground onto him and pulled him as deep as he could go and felt him start to cum and I kissed him. The feeling of him pulsing and knowing he was cumming in me felt primal and my body responded, and he could feel me shooting my warm liquid between us. Between our mixed juices, it almost felt like we were somehow glued together. We stayed that way for a while just enjoying the feeling.
Feeling his cum inside seemed to give a sense of energy and clarity like that is my sole purpose and in some ways, I suspect that it is. I’ve grown used to feeling like a succubus in training in this life and this was no different. Somehow, I always feel like my Queen sets these things up for me and after being cum on … or in I always feel whole. After basking in the post-sex glow for a few more minutes I kissed him and then pulled back and felt him slide out of me. I ran my fingers over my mound and then brought them to my mouth and licked our combined juices off them and smiled.
I gave him one last kiss making sure to put my tongue in his mouth so he could taste us and then smiled and without a word picked up my pile of clothes and got out of his cab and walked back to my car naked. The feeling of walking back to my car, carrying my clothes, covered in cum gave me a feeling of complete content. He flashed his lights goodbye, and I started my car and drove off. I pulled into the garage and closed the door and waited for the lights to go off before getting out and going inside.
The thought of a warm shower was enticing but so was the idea of going to sleep covered in a thick coating of both our cum. I slept well and when I woke the sun shone through the window. As I adjusted to the brightness I looked down and was somewhat surprised to see there was no evidence of my late-night activities. No matted pubic hair or anything on my body. It was as though I had absorbed it all. I felt great and full of energy and ready to face the day anxiously awaiting my next adventure. I went to my altar to Lilith and lit a candle and thanked her for my “adventure” and as I said thank you, I saw the candle briefly grow and flicker. I knew I had pleased her and that pleased me.
THE END OF CHAPTER SEVEN
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