Public Adventures Of Mark

By: Rikki

Mark was very nervous as they parked the car in the mall parking lot. It
was a very cold evening as the sun was getting ready to set. He had
always thought about being publicly humiliated, and found the thought so
exciting, but as they pulled in and parked the car, the excitement of the
fantasy became a fear of reality.

Mark looked at Cindy as she shut off the car. She met his eyes with hers
and smiled.

"Ready for a little public humiliation Mark?" she said giving him a
smile.

"I don't know. I'm getting cold feet," he said looking around as if
everyone knew his situation.

"Oh no you don't. You're going out there, and your doing this. I'm sure
you will have cold feet seeing how it's 36 degrees outside." She grinned
as she said it.

Mark had never been outside the house in women's clothes before. He had
gotten comfortable dressing around Cindy over the last six months. Mark
was a young twenty three year old, who liked mature women. Cindy was a
friend of Mark's mothers and she was in her early forties. Their
relationship had started off quietly, with nobody knowing about the two
of them but slowly had leaked out with time, Cindy had found out about
Mark's dressing desires and had been very sympathetic to him. She would
help dress him up and listen to him talk of fantasies of giggling girls
looking at him or shocked women forming opinions of him based on what
they saw. She was the type that wanted to bring some reality to his
fantasies, even surprising him at times, but keeping him safe.

Cindy opened the door and stepped out. She had to go around and open his
car door as he sit there having second thoughts.

"C'mon Mark. Let's go," she said helping him stand up.

Mark was wearing a dark blue sweat pants and sweat shirt set. The hood on
the sweat shirt pulled up over his head. He also had on a pair of dark
sun glasses. His feet had a pair of white tennis shoes. He stood up and
took the large plastic bag that said Dillards on it, and began walking to
the store with Cindy. They passed several people on the way and not a
single one lifted an eye at Mark. They walked up to the main sidewalk and
detoured to the side of the store behind a wall where the dumpsters were
located.

Cindy took the bag and pulled Mark over by the wall. She smiled and
looked into his eyes and kissed him.

"It's time," she said reaching up to take off Mark's sunglasses.

Mark's eyes were madeup with dark shadows, and he wore false eyelashes
with dark mascara and eyeliner. She smiled as she looked at the
uneasiness in his body language. She undid the drawstring for the hood
and opened it and pulled it off his head to reveal his hair was in
perfect rows of 1" brush curlers. The pink pins were perfectly placed to
make a straight line over the the top and up the sides of his head. Mark
hung his head embarrassed. Cindy cupped his chin and raised his eyes to
meet hers. She took a pair of gold hoop clipon earrings and attached them
to his lobes. They contrasted with necklace he was already wearing.

Cindy took a tube of red lipstick and began applying it to his lips said,
"Are you feeling it yet? A little nervous are we? Embarrassed? Afraid for
someone else to see what a sissy you are?" she smiled.

"They will laugh at you when they see you, you know," she said finishing
his lipstick.

Mark said nothing as she unzipped his sweat top and pulled it off,
followed by the breakaway sweat pants. Mark stood there wearing a white
summer dress, with bright red and yellow floral print. It had an elastic
waist that showed his contours. He was also wearing a c-cup padded bra
that gave him a pronounced bustline as the dress was a tight fit in that
area. Mark's legs were bare and shaved. Cindy took a pair of 4" white,
high heel sandals out of the bag and Mark slipped them on. His bright red
toenails were in sharp contrast and very prominent. Mark hung his head as
Cindy removed his gloves to reveal his long red fingernails and rings on
his fingers.

"There," Cindy said stepping back and admiring him. She put all his stuff
in the Dillards bag. She put a shoulder purse on him, and handed him the
bag.

"You ready?" she laughed.

"Cindy. I can't be seen like this."

"Sure you can. I told you the first time it will be just a simple
recognition. The person will not know you and you will never see them
again anyway right? So what does it matter what they think," she said in
the comfort of her winter coat. Mark was shivering wearing summer clothes
in the 30 degree weather.

"I'm cold Cindy," he said shuffling his feet around.

Cindy slid her warm hand under Mark's skirt and began massaging his semi
erect penis. He wore no panties, and Cindy looked him in the eye with a
smile She caused him to become more and more erect. She looked across the
parking lot at two cars that had just pulled in.

"I think those two women would like to see you Mark," she said grinning.

"I can't. Can we be a little less obvious," he tried to bargain with her.

"No Mark. The rollers and summer dress in freezing weather is to
guarantee you are observed. I doubt they will just walk by a young lady
dressed as you are without wondering about her appearance," she smiled
still stroking him.

"And when they realize you're a man and not a woman, who has been
shopping in a department store, well I'm sure they will have some sort of
reaction," she looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "I know I would."

She put his skirt down now, and his erection pushed gently against it
giving a slight tent effect. She then nudged him forward.

"Cindy, wait. I'm not ready to do this," he looked at her as he tottled
forward in his heels.

"What's that Mark? To be publicly humiliated? Embarrassed? Laughed at by
others over your passion?" she laughed.

"You'll never be ready for that," she said as she pushed him into the
open.

"Go on. Walk back to the car passed those two women who just parked. Let
them see you as you walk by. I'll meet you at the car," she kissed him on
the cheek. He walked out onto the sidewalk and looked back with a unsure
look.

"I'll give you a blowjob once we're back in the car. Now go and show what
a sissy or faggot or whatever they will think you are." She waved him off
to his humiliation.

Mark stepped into the parking lot and started walking. He saw the first
woman had already gotten out of her car and was walking toward the mall.
Mark had his Dillards bag and his purse. A slight breeze was causing his
bare arms, feet, and legs to chill even faster. Not to mention he wore
nothing under his skirt. He became more excited as he approached the
woman his erection now a concern for him as he noticed it pushing his
skirt out even more. He breathed heavily as he walked himself into his
inevitable humiliation. What would she say? What would she think of his
appearance? his mind was racing.

As they approached each other they made eye contact from a distance and
she smiled. She hadn't noticed him he thought. Maybe the curlers were
what caught her eye. Didn't see women in major department stores with
curlers in their hair, especially the way his hair was set.

She gave him a puzzled look and said, "Aren't you cold?" looking him up
and down.

"I'm freezing," he said in his male voice. She gave an indifferent smile
as she gave him a quick up and down look at the realization he was a man.
Mark thought her eyes seemed to turn away from him as she saw his skirt.
Was it his erection against his skirt she had noticed? She continued
walking without another word.

Mark felt so humiliated as he had no idea what that woman must be
thinking. He kept walking as a the two young girls who had just gotten
out of their car were now headed his way. As he approached him they both
seemed to figure him quickly. With big grins on their faces the stood
very stiffly as they walked very fast. As they got up to him they both
looked out the corners of their eyes and gave a quick wave and said "Hi"
as they walked by. Mark responded with "hello". They passed him and one
of them gushed out uncontrolled.

"Oh my god, that was a guy," they both laughed.

"He had curlers in his hair." He could still hear some of the remarks as
the distance became greater he could only hear the outburst off laughter
that continued to happen. He didn't look back and wanted to get in the
car, as he walked faster now the show he was required to perform was
over.

As he approached the car he looked back and Cindy was standing in front
of the store talking and having a laugh with the first woman he had
passed. He turned and was surprised by another woman who was just
finishing putting things away in her car next to the one he was riding
in. She was a thirtyish attractive woman. He stopped abruptly. She
glanced up at him and said,

"You need to get some more clothes on. It's freezing out here," she
smiled and then a puzzled looked overtook her face. She looked him over
from his curlers to red toenails.

"Been doing some shopping?" she said with a slight smile.

"Just got a few things," he said trying to move on.

"You're a man. Why are you dressed like that?" she looked as if she was
expecting an explanation that would make sense to her.

"I....uhm......I just need to do some shopping," he studdered.

"Needed to dress like a girl to do your shopping?" she looked at his
hair. "I'm sure those curlers didn't cause any unwanted attention," she
looked him over as she talked.

Mark was very nervous now. He had not expected to have to have a
conversation. He was just to walk by a couple of unsuspecting women and
move on.

"Nobody said anything to you in the store while you were shopping?" she
asked.

"No. I don't think anybody really noticed."

"Honey, if you walked in the store looking like that, everybody noticed,"
she looked him over again.

"I'm very cold. I think I need to go and warm up," he said with a slight
laugh of nerves.

"You should have dressed properly for the evening. You're dressed for
July. Your toes have turned red and I'm not talking about your toenails,"
she tilted her head.

"Do your parents know you dress like this and go shopping?" she asked
sounding pushy.

"I just dressed like this to come to the store," he began to make overly
simple statements that were almost silly.

"Is this some kind of dare, or initiation? I mean, I know you had help.
You could not have done those curlers like that by yourself," she
followed him now.

"Um.......I, had my hair curled by a friend. I'm just dressed for the
evening for fun," he looked away.

"Oh. OK. So you are a transvestite out for a little public frolic.
Enjoying the outing?" she smiled.

"I would like to get in the car now," he said as he got to the car.

"You put yourself in front of me. For my amusement. I didn't force you to
prance around in women's clothes. You know, I have a dick in my pants
too. I'm a guy just like you are," she struck a suggestive pose and
winked at him.

She looked so feminine. Mark was really stunned at this.

"Are you really?" he said eyes open in amazement.

"No!" she said and began laughing as she walked away.

It was dark now when Cindy got back to the car. Mark was inside still
cold as the car wasn't running yet. Cindy slid in behind the wheel and
looked at him.

"So how was your little walk?" she said with a giggle.

"I've never been so nervous. Those girls were laughing at me," he said
looking about.

"Of course they were. What did you expect?" she slid over and took her
gloves off and putting her warm hands under his skirt. She fondled his
half limp dick and gave him a kiss.

"I tell you what I'm going to do. I am going to suck your dick and when
it get's nice hard, I want you to get out and go stand in front of the
car and masturbate," she cooed.

"Cindy! Are you crazy," he was shocked at her suggestion.

"Look at all these cars. You are standing between a lot full of empty
cars, and we are far way away from the store," she smiled.

"It's dark out Mark. Jerk off and raise your skirt up high when you're
ready to cum, so I can see you shoot your cum into the air and onto the
ground." She smiled as she handled his semi erect dick.

"Nobody will know. I'll be watching though. Do it for me."

She then went down on him an started a rapidly sliding her warm lips up
and down on his dick. The idea she had thrown out was very erotic and
exciting, but the reality of standing outside in a public parking lot
jerking off was more that he could agree with. The sucking felt so good
though.

"OK Mark. Outside. Let's go," she said as she urged him out of the car.

"Start masturbating. Grab your dick in your hand and stroke it," she said
again. Mark was stroking himself now as she opened his door. An
excitement ran through him that he didn't understand. There was nobody in
sight. He stepped out in his high heels, looked back at her and walked to
the front of the car. He looked around and then he began to masturbate
under his skirt as Cindy sat in the car smiling and watched. His summer
dress and high heels sandals did nothing to shield him from the cold. His
hair was in rollers, and he felt so self concious.

Mark began stroking himself faster his eyes closing with excitement. His
red toes curled under slightly as he felt the eruption coming from his
loins. Mark lifted his skirt to his chin and just as he began to
ejaculate, Cindy turned the car lights on. Mark was stuck in his passion
throws now. His skirt pulled up and his semen shooting violently into the
air in the bright lights of the car. He pulled down the skirt
immediately. He was mad at her for doing that. He stomped back to the
car, but Cindy had locked the door and rolled down the window just a bit
so he could hear her.

"That was great Mark. You shot your cum really high in the air. It was
easy to see," she grinned.

"Let me in Cindy," he grumbled.

"Didn't you enjoy that Mark. Big boy like you standing in a parking lot
dressed like a girl jerking off. You must of had the time of your life,"
she looked serious, then a smile broke through.

"Cindy. Just let me in the car," he said again.

"Sure sweetie. Just take that dress off first," she grinned.

"I'm naked under this dress. You know that," he hissed.

"Oh Mark, stop exaggerating. You have a bra on. Just take the dress off,"
she smiled.

"Someone might see me naked Cindy." Mark nervously looked around.

"Oh no. A naked man wearing only high heels, in the parking lot, wearing
makeup and hair curlers. How embarrassing and humiliating that would be,"
she laughed. "Look around you. Not a soul in sight. It's ok. Take the
dress off and I'll unlock the door.

"No Cindy. This is all too much," he said in a panic.

"I see. I agree. It is a bit too much isn't it," she said as she
pondered.

"How about if I give you this scarf to put over your hair curlers. That
should make it much better for you," she laughed holding a scarf toward
him.

"Cindy get real."

"Take the dress off Mark," she said again.

"Fine." He looked around and then he unzipped the dress and pulled it off
his shoulders and let it drop to the ground. He stepped out of it and
stood up naked.

"There. You happy now? Now let me in the car," he said.

"Walk around the car one time in your high heels and the door will be
unlocked when you finish," she looked at him. "Well, go on."

Mark was stricken with fear at this little game she was playing. She was
in a control position now. He looked around and nobody seemed to be in
the area. He looked at her again as she signaled for him to get moving
while she sat in the warm car. Mark put the dress on the top of the car,
and then began to walk to the toward back. He walked fairly fast, his
heels clicking on the pavement as he made his way around the car for
Cindy's amusement. His dick hanging now rather prominently hanging and
bumping about as he trotted in the heels . He picked up the pace and made
it to the door. It was still locked.

"Cindy. Open the door!" he said looking in the window.

"I want the runway walk Mark. Not the I have to hurry and get in the car
cause I'm naked walk." she giggled.

"No Cindy. Let me in. I'm not doing it."

"You have no problems doing the walk at home, she looked at him.

"Go on now. Head up, back straight. Once around the car, and then you can
get in here where it is warm," she laughed.

Mark looked around again and began his strut to the back of the car. As
he got there he looked both ways to make sure no one was coming and
stepped out and walked behind the car. One foot in front of the other in
those high heels, slight sway in his hips, arms very straight with hands
slightly turned out. He walked past the drivers side and in front of the
car again where Cindy hit him with the lights again just as he was coming
from in front. When he got to the door it was unlocked. He opened the
door and jumped in. Cindy was laughing as he tried to get warm.

"That wasn't funny at all Cindy," he scowled.

"Yes it was honey. It was hilarious," she said laughing.

"You need to be paraded like that more often I think. Don't you know your
public awaits you?" she laughed as she started the car and backed out.
They were back on the road when she asked if he had settled down yet.

"Other than I'm riding around in the car naked," he looked out the
window.

"I'm lucky nobody saw me back there Cindy."

"Oh but somebody did see you. There was a older woman sitting in her car
that saw you do everything in front of the headlights," she laughed.

Mark was stunned for a moment.

"She had such a shocked look on her face Mark as she was watching you
jerk off. You were great," she smiled at him.

"That's why I had you do an encore performance around the car. It was so
funny." she laughed out loud.

Mark had no idea that Cindy was just making that part up. Humiliation
from thinking you were seen is just as bad as actually being seen, but
safer. He had been brought out to experience public humiliation dressed
as a woman and Cindy was making sure he was not disappointed, and
enjoying herself at the same time. He was literally pushed to the edge on
his first trip out. Cindy would never reveal to him that nobody had
actually seen him doing those things at the car. He didn't need to know
as far as she was concerned.

When they got home Cindy pulled into the garage and closed the door. She
turned the ignition off and looked at Mark.

"Well? Did you enjoy it?" she looked at him smiling.

"It was quite a rush, that's for sure," he responded feeling so much more
relaxed now that they were safely home.

"I was so really nervous most of the time, I was just real uptight you
know? he broke a slight smile now.

"It will be so much fun to lay in bed reflecting on it. Don't you think?"
she looked thoughtfully.

"Yes. Speaking of bed," he said giving her a look of desire.

"Oh my sweetie. My pussy was wondering if you had forgotten about it,
with you dolled up and all." she reached over and put her hand behind his
head a pulled him to her and kissed him. She rubbed his rollers with her
palms as she released him.

"I'll be so glad to get these things out of my hair. What made you think
to have me wear rollers instead of my wig?" He was feeling them now with
his fingers.

"Mostly the look, and the looks they receive," she smiled her eyes on the
rollers.

"Will you take them out first? They are very uncomfortable."

"No," she said looking at them again. "Wear them to bed tonight. Sleep in
them. I'll take them out for you in the morning after breakfast. How's
that?" she asked.

"Cindy. This is not public humiliation now. This is private irritation.
I'd like to get some rest tonight if you don't mind." He gestured to the
rollers.

"Sure sweetie," she said. "Would you like me to plan another little
adventure for you?" she asked.

"Yes," he said in a bashful way.

"Whenever you think you want to do something like that, I'd like to be
told and not asked," he said sheepishly with his eyes down, revealing
more of his desires to her. She lifted his chin and gave him a soft kiss
on the lips.

"Tomorrow morning then, after I take your rollers out, we'll take you out
again for some public exposure," he started to interrupt, but she stopped
him.

"The rollers stay in for the night Mark." She could see his dick starting
to respond to her firm directness.

"Let's go in the house, get ready for bed, then we can have sex, and talk
about your little adventure more." She looked at him now with true sexual
desires of her own, like the whole evening had been a huge foreplay
session for this moment.

Cindy lay on her back in the bed staring at the ceiling. She was
completely naked as she relaxed. Her head was propped up on a pillow and
she had one arm behind her head and the other she was rolling and gently
pulling on one of her nipples. Her left leg was stretched out and her
right leg pulled up with her knee in the air. She had her legs spread
wide as she talked to Mark.

"I don't know which would be more fun, having you try on women's clothes
in the stores or have you spend some quality time in the salon," she said
as she thought about new adventures for Mark.

Let's see what do I want everyone to see when they look at you, hmmm. A
crossdresser, fag, or a sissy? I think I could have a mix if I did it
right." She looked down at him.

Mark lifted his roller head from between her legs. Though he was tired
and had spent much time licking and sucking her pussy already, Cindy was
not done yet.

"Oh no sweetie. I'll let you know when it's time," she said pushing his
head back down and positioning her pussy against his lips.

"Hold still," she said as she gripped his rollers with both hands and
began rubbing her pussy up and down his face. From his chin to his
forehead, she humped his face for a few minutes, and gave a sigh of
satisfaction.

"Gently continue sweetie. I want to read my book for a while before bed.
be sure to insert your tongue as deep in my pussy as you can as your
doing it. you know I like penetration too," she said patting his head and
opening her book now.

"Oh my," she smiled as Mark put his tongue in deep and also gently
inserted his finger in her ass. Cindy held up the book to the lamp and
read with a very happy smile on her face.

It had been a evening full of adventure for Mark. Cindy had plans for him
for the morning, and all he could do was imagine what they could be.
Especially after today.