I had found a shoddy little "Adult Book Store" near where I live. In addition
to having all sorts of sex toys and x-rated magazines, they had about two
dozen small rooms where their patrons could look at a huge array of x-rated
movies. Of course all the rooms featured "glory holes" to allow anonymous
intercourse. Watching a porn movie while getting your cock sucked... what
could be better? Well, for some of us "better" would be doing the sucking.
Definitely a "win-win" situation.
One of the guys I met there had told me about a tranny who sometimes came in.
His description was pretty amazing, and from the time he told me about her, I
was hoping I would meet her some day. Well, that day finally came.
I was sitting on a wooden bench near the entrance, watching to see who might
come, when this person came through the door. I couldn't tell their sex at
first, since he (or she) was wearing a long, dark trench coat and carrying a
shopping bag. He (or she) came in, sitting down on another bench. He (or she)
reached into the bag and brought out a pair of platform stripper heels. Very
sexy, and since I have a big-time high-heel fetish, I immediately found myself
with a big woodie.
As I watched, he (or she) kicked off the Crocs he (or she) had worn into the
place and began to put on the plats. I could then tell that he (or she) was
wearing fishnet stockings. I find nets sexy too, so I had become very
interested. I have to say that it was extremely arousing to watch him (or her)
put on his (or her) sexy footwear.
By the time he (or she) had the super-sexy shoes on his (or her) feet I was
rock-hard and waiting to see what happened next. And what happened next was
that he (or she) got to his (or her) feet and walked back and forth a bit.
The long spike heels clicked on the bare concrete floor, and that in itself
turned me on. And then wonder of wonders, I finally found out the the guy who
had told me about the tranny wasn't lying. This had to be her.
she unbuttoned the long trench coat, took it off, and threw it down
on the bench. Amazingly, she was dressed in only a skimpy red bikini! She had
no tits to fill the bra, but it was very tight on her slim chest anyway. She
was, as I said, slim, and her waist was very small, very girlish. The bottom
of the bikini was tiny, but she had a very interesting bulge in it. Not at all
huge, hardly even big, but definitely enough to let the interested observer
(that would be me) know that she was a TS and not a real girl.
And she was definitely playing to me. She posed, hands on hips, cocking her
hips, showing off her curves, her shapely legs. She slowly turned, letting me
see her sexy bubble-butt, the bulge in her bikini bottom, her highly-arched
feet in the sexy stripper heels. Then she began to strut back and forth, her
hips swaying in a girlish manner, looking so hot, so sexy, so desirable. She
knew exactly the effect she was having on me.
So I decided to let her know how much she was turning me on. I got to my feet,
undoing my jeans as I did so. Unzipping, I slowly pushed my jeans down off my
hips. My cock was hard as a rock, and as my jeans released it, it sprang to
rigid attention. Looking into her eyes, I stroked myself, letting her see how
hard she had made me.
Then I sat back down onto the bench, my cock standing hard up from my crotch.
I made a motion to her, urging her to come over to me. After a moment, she
smiled and approached me. She was still displaying her sexy body, letting me
see how hot she was. Her bikini bulge had become firmer, larger, sexier, and her
hands caressed her ripe body as she moved until she was standing, tall in the
super-sexy platform heels, right in front of me. Her hands were on her hips,
her belly thrust toward me.
I reached out, my hands touching her hips, caressing her. Her body was hot,
almost feverish despite the cold room. Reaching higher, I pinched her nipples.
My fingers then moved down her chest, down her flat, firm belly, until I was
touching the hard bulge in her bikini. Teasing, I put a finger into her panty
and then pulled it down, releasing her hard little cock. So pretty, so sexy!
I looked up into her eyes as my hand moved down her firm thigh. Reaching down
to the bench, I tapped it with my fingernail. She understood me perfectly, and
lifted one spike-heeled foot from the floor to the bench, alongside my hip.
My hands moved to her sexy bubble-butt, caressing their firm globes. Licking
my lips, I dipped my head and took her cock between my lips.
She gasped, then moaned as I took her cock and balls into my mouth, sucking
and working them with my tongue and lips. Her hands in my hair, groaning, she
was pulling my mouth onto her, and then her orgasm hit her and she came into
my mouth. It was delicious!
My hands on his ass, pulling him against me as we rubbed our hard cocks together. His hands on my body, up under my shirt, pinching and tweaking my nipples. And then we broke our kiss and, panting, grabbed a beer from the fridge. My eyes couldn't stop looking at his sexy, almost muscular body in the little-gurl outfit whe wore. "So, Petie, what would you like to do?" I asked. He smiled at me, licking his red-painted lips. "I absolutely LOVE having a daddy to bend me to his will," he replied as he stretched out a long leg, pointing his toe and showing off a very high-heeled shoe. As he did, his skirt fell back, revealing the thick bulge in his tight, sheer thong panties. "And I also enjoy having my little school-gurl body worshipped by a classmate. You choose where we start."
I didn't need a second invitation. That long leg, in it's oh-so-sexy high heel, led to the perfect bulge and fairly begged to be sucked and adored. So I was instantly on my knees between his legs, my hands caressing his extended foot and that lovely high heel, fingers sliding silkily higher, caressing his muscular calf and then his thigh. My lips grazed the firm, smooth flesh, my breath coming quicker as I approached the tightly-packed thong. My tongue on his powerful package, licking it, my lips squeezing at it. Getting the sheer material wet and sloppy as my fingers found his firm round ass. And then I pulled the thong down, releasing his lovely cock which I immediately took into my mouth.
Sucking hard, I took it deeper as it pulsed inside me. Deeper, into my throat now, stretching me. OMG, so hard now, so thick. I could feel my own cock throbbing now, painfully restricted in my own tight panties. I had to reach down, undo my shorts. Coming up off his cock, I rose and kicked off my shorts and then released my rock-hard cock from its panty prison. It jumped to erection, and I could see the lust in Petie's eyes as he saw it, and he quickly grabbed it, stroking a couple times. "Come on, sweetie; let's head for the bedroom." And so we did, me in my net shirt, Petie on high plats in his school-gurl outfit, both of us with big, hard cocks leading the way.
The doorbell rang at seven. I had gotten a sixer of my favorite IPA, a fifth of Stoli, and some expensive wine in case Pete prefered that to the other. I had pulled on a tight-fitting tank top made of some sort of sheer white net-like stuff, with my nipples showing. Over my skimpy thong I had pulled on a pair of loose shorts. Barefooted, I strode to the door and pulled it open. "Welcome to my humble abode, Pete." And there I stood, open-mouthed in amazement.
Pete had gotten himself dressed up in a cute little Bailey Jay outfit, looking like a sexy little schoolgurl. So fucking hot, I could feel my cock getting hard and excited all over again. Wow, does he ever look good. I reached out, my arm circling his waist, and pulled him into my apartment.
"Oh, wow, you look great," I said to him. He smiled, and licked his red-painted lips just like Bailey does. "You really think so?" he asked. In reply, I pulled his body against mine, so he could feel my rock-hard cock against his leg. "Yeah, I really do. We are gonna have so much fun tonight." Reaching down, I cupped the bulging panties beneath his short skirt. Oh, yeah, he was ready; his thick cock was as hard as mine, and it felt even bigger in my hand. As I caressed it, he pulled me close and kissed me. His tongue probed my mouth, and as I kissed him back I rubbed my hard cock against his.
When I got home, I got to wondering how to deal with my new friend. I know he likes sissies (that pic of Bailey Jay on his computer) but I don't know if he likes to dress up himself, or whether he prefers to take a dominant role with a cross-dressing sissy. As I remember the way his huge cock hardened when we were talking about Bailey Jay, I consider whether I should dress up for him (which I would love to do) or whether I should begin our relationship with us watching some sexy videos (of which I have a vast selection) and discussion of what we want to do with each other.
It's hard to decide, and I find myself getting hard as I remember the image of his lovely cock swelling in his pants as we talked. I pull off my jeans, and my cock makes a swelling bulge in my tight-fitting thong underwear. I caress myself lightly, thoughts of his big cock making me rock-hard as I see the pre-cum wetting my panties. Careful, Joe, you'll have an orgasm too soon; it will be much better to wait for Pete, when you can really enjoy it.
Finally, I decide not to get dressed "en-femme" for this first meeting. I'll simply be myself, and find out if he wants to dress, if he wants both of us to dress, or if he wants to play the Bull to my Sissy. These thoughts lead to some very interesting, very sexy, speculation. My thoughts turn to him dressing up like Bailey Jay, as a sissy schoolgurl. High heels, stockings, a short plaid skirt... and that lovely big cock swelling under tight panties. Very sexy!
But maybe he wants me to dress as a sissy. What would he prefer? Maybe a goth outfit... but I don't have any tattoos. Maybe a sissy, like Bailey... that could work. I love dressing like that, being the hottest bitch in the room, being forced to suck big, sexy cock, being forced to take big, lovely cock deep inside my ass-pussy. Yeah, that would be great.
Maybe he's looking for a domme... Oh, fuck Yeah! I have a sexy corset, some thigh-high boots, even a whip that I could use on his sexy ass. But I don't have any ropes, if he likes to be tied up. But oh, my, it would be wonderful to force him to use that big, lovely cock on me, to have him do my bidding, to force him to suck me, to force him to take my cock up his ass... Yeah, his tight, bubble-butt ass... I'd love to get up in there. Shit, I'm hard as a rock again.
Damn! I check the refrigerator, and see that I need to make a beer run. I check the clock, yeah, I got enough time. Grabbing my wallet, I'm back out the door. Gotta hurry, It's nearly seven.
I work in an office with cubicles, so the other day when I walked past a co-workers cube (he was away from his desk) and happened to see that he had a porn picture displayed on his monitor, I had to stop and take a look. It was a pic of Bailey Jay, taking Chris's big cock, and it gave me an instant hard-on.
At the end of our work day, I joined Tom as we were walking to the parking lot. He's got a slim, muscular body, looks like he swims a lot. "I really love Bailey Jay," I said to him. His face got red, and he stammered, "Who?" "You know, that gurl who was on your computer monitor this afternoon. She's one of my favorite T-gurls. I love the way she looks when she's getting fucked hard and deep in the ass." I was enjoying his discomforture, and it made me hard to know that I now had something on him. He was still red-faced as we walked along, and to increase his embarassment, I reached down and cupped my package. I was hard again, with a nicely-revealing bulge in my tight jeans.
"I thought I would invite you over this evening, so see some of my porn collection. I think you'll enjoy it. We can have a few beers and see what develops."
He was getting over his initial embarassment by now, and checking out my package, which I was happy to display for him. "What time should I come?" I replied, "How about seven?" "That sounds like a plan," he said. I'm still scoping his body by now, and I can see that he's getting hard, too, with a nicely outlined cock hanging half-way down his pants leg. "I got a feeling we're gonna have a wonderful time," I said as we came to my car. I gave him a card with my address on it; "See you at seven."
"Yeah," he replied. "Seven sharp; I'm looking forward to it." He reached down, and slowly stroked the thick bulge in his pants as I watched, licking my lips with anticipation.
She had been sent to us as a gift...a party favor. She came wrapped in silk and lace, naked except for thigh high hose, garter belt, and hig heels. As we unwrapped her she moaned slightly and quivered to three sets of hands pulling her this way and that but she said nothing. We were all very excited, to say the least.
As the other two finished unwrapping her and tossing the silk to the side, I stripped off my clothing and stroked my hard cock. She looked so delicious I wanted to dive right in but we had all decided to share her equally between us so I waited until they stripped, too.
She watched us, a smile on her lips, watching our three rock-hard cocks waiting to use her in every way possible. Her own cock was long, thick, and hard with the promise of the day and night ahead. Her long, thick nipples stood rock hard on her huge, pear-shaped breasts. They were perfect; she was perfect. It was hard for me to wait up for the others to get themselves ready.
To pass the few minutes as they set about getting lubricant and towels and whipped cream ready to play, I picked up some of the long strips of silk she had been wrapped in. Smiling, I set about braiding them quickly, tying them end to end until I had enough "rope" to amuse myself with.
I pulled her into a kneeling position and slid the rope under her breasts and around her back, crossing the straps I brought them over her shoulders and made a quick harness. Looping the ends once again I slid them around her arms several times and she was harnessed in pretty pink silk. I tied a strand around her throbbing cock and balls, and pulled it snug enough to act as a cock ring to make sure that she would last a good long time for us. I always hated when the batteries in my toys run down before I am ready for them too.
When my friends returned, Russ laughed at seeing my hasty rope work but nodded at it's usefulness. It would be easier to move her around like this and the cock tie was done into a pretty pink bow. Below the head she was shaved bare, so the silk slid over her skin with a sensual whisper. The soft, sibulant hiss of the silk and her skin created just enough friction that a drop of precum dripped from her cock head. In all, it made for a wonderful view.
Andy brought back the whipped cream and a bottle of wine and glasses. Pouring ourselves a drink we sat around and talked about what we would do to her first. What decadent things we would try first and last and all the wonderful things between. Pulling on the silk harness I tipped her forward so we could examine her perfect round ass.
Russ applied some lube to her asshole and slid a finger in to check her out...sweet and tight...ready to be fucked. She moaned as he slid in a second finger and worked her a little looser, making her ready for our big cocks. Then we tipped her back and finished our wine as we played with her breasts and cock and lips. She was an amazing doll to be sure.
I placed my glass on the night stand and stood up and faced her. Taking a hold of her hair I pulled her sweet red-painted lips against my cock head, and she yielded and took it into her mouth. Her tongue was like magic as she started sucking and licking my cock; I slid it in slowly, inch after inch, until she had at least five inches of my seven between her puffed cheeks.
Russ began to stroke her cock as he watched Andy slide up behind her and lifting her slightly, press his huge cock head against her ass. She moaned as Andy pressed his thick eight inches into her well-lubed hole. Halfway in he paused, allowing her to adjust to its thickness as he invaded her tightness, and then he slid the rest of the way into her. She was grunting and sucking my cock like a pro as he began to fuck her, sliding slowly in and then out of her until just his cock head was left inside. Then he would slide all the way back in until his balls pressed against her and hold for a moment. The long, slow, deep fuck was driving her wild with passion.
I pulled my cock out of her mouth and rubbed the head of it on her face, leaving a trail of precum on each cheek. She smiled at me as I backed away and Russ stepped up to play. I reached down and played with her thick, vein-ridged, throbbing cock, stroking her teasingly in time with the slow stroking of Andy's fucking.
Russ stroked his thick cock to full length in front of her face, he was by far the largest of us with almost 10 inches of thick, throbbing meat for her to try to swallow. Her lips were stretched widely as he began feeding her that long cock, slowly and deliberately driving it into her pretty face until she was swallowing at least eight inches. Her throat was distended as Russ's throbbing cock drove deep. She was struggling as she took it, but you could tell she loved it. She slurped and licked and made a lot of really good noise. It was really exciting to see her trying to breathe around it, gasping and choking.
Andy pulled his eight inches out of her ass and squirted some more lube on his fingers, sliding them into her. He had fucked her loose enough so that putting three fingers inside her felt great as she ground her ass down on his hand. he laughed, squirted more lube out, and rubbed it all over her sexy asshole.
After a quick discussion we moved her over a little. Andy laid down on the bed, his stiff prick standing straight up. We took her by the harness and lifted her up and slid her down onto his cock. With all the lube on/in her she slid onto his cock with ease. She began to ride him as Russ returned to getting his cock sucked and left me to play with more lube.
I squirted more and more lube onto Andy's cock as she rode up and down on him until, her ass was slick and oily, and ready for the next step. I slid two fingers into her ass along with Andy's cock, stretching her out a little more. Now she was moaning loud, and thrashing her head back and forth on Russ's throbbing ten-inch cock as she sucked him. He laughed and grabbed her hair, and with a powerful jerk of his ass he finally got all ten thick, hard inches down her pretty face.
I knelt behind her and Leaned her forward a little more. Andy's thickcock still was in her, just the head anad a tiny bit of the shaft. As I pressed my hard cock head against his shaft we pulled her down onto both of us. Russ let her stop sucking his cock long enough to cry out with the pain of the invasion, and then scream, "Yes! yes! yes!" as our two cocks split her open, driving deep into her. It was an amazing feeling, having my cock against Andy's insider her. So fucking tight, and wet, and hot!
She began to ride both of us hard, and took Russ's cock back into her mouth. She was stroking him, sucking and licking, pumping him for cum and squeezing his big balls as she rode us. Andy was sucking on her thick nipples as her big, firm breasts bobbed and swayed in front of his face. Me? I just grabbed her shoulders and pushed her down harder onto our cocks and enjoyed the ride. I was enjoying the view, too, as Russ continued to stroke his big, thick cock in and out of her sexy mouth.
Russ pulled out of her mouth and pumped his cock onto her, sending a spray of cum all over her angelic little face. Splashes of cum covered her and she moaned and tried to lick it all up as it dripped down. He grabbed her hair and pushed his cock back into her mouth for the final bit of cum and she sucked him hard and squeezed his balls to get every last drop.
Andy's cock began to throb and jerk in her and that got me going too. We grunted that we were going to cum and Russ reached down and undid her cock tie. He rubbed some of his cum onto his fingers and used that to make her hard cock slippery and began to pump her hard and fast in time with her riding us.
It was too much for me, I leaned forward and bit her back as my cock exploded into her, my hot cum filling her and squishing out her ass as Andy let loose his load at the same time. We kept cumming forever it seemed, filling her ass up with our hot loads. That was too much for her and she screamed and shot a huge load right onto Andy's chest, Russ kept milking her until she couldn't move any more and had to slump onto Andy, full up of cum and drained all at once.
That was the beginning of the night and in the end, we decided to keep her after all. We made a nice little display box for her, bought her lots of new outfits, and we even share her with friends that come over. We are the envy of everyone with our one of a kind Vickidoll. There truly is nothing else like her.
Not mine; this is an interesting story I found on the 'net. Hope y'all enjoy it...
HOME ALONE
Juliet was being really naughty. She had just bought a new black lacy bra and had tried it on with different outfits. First there was the black garter belt with stockings and high heels. Then she tried her thigh high boots with no panties. Now she was admiring herself in black lace panties with little pink bows and her pretty little clicky heeled ankle boots. She looked like a French maid and as she admired herself in the mirror she started to feel hot. She decided to take out her camera and take some pictures. Even the thought of it got her wet.
Juliet posed for herself seductively. She pouted her lips and took several pictures of her mouth and then her boobs. She pulled her hair back with one hand and took more pictures. As she clicked away she felt herself getting aroused more and more. What should she do? He was not due for several hours, but she could not wait. She started to pose again and this time slid her fingers down under her panties and into her pussy. Then she rubbed her wet fingers over the leather of her boots. Oh! That was hot. Click. Click. Her face showed her pleasure. Her lips were softer and rounder and her eyes shone bright and clear. She knew what she must do.
Juliet reached over into her night stand and found her little pink vibrator. Mmmmm! Even the feel of it in her hand made her hot and wet. She turned it on. The humming vibrations gave her little shivers as she gently tucked it under her panties and on to her clit. Oh! Oh! Oh! She purred with delight as the massaging surges pulsed through her body. Snap, snap, she took more pictures. Pictures of the vibrator on her swollen clit, pictures of her erect nipples, pictures of her sweetly delighted face, pictures of her darling boots. She gave a little gasp as her pleasure mounted. More pictures, more intensity. She would cum soon.
The doorbell rang. Oh my goodness. She turned off the vibrator and barely murmured into the intercom “who is it?”
“It’s UPS ma’am. I have a package for you.”
“I bet you do” she thought. “Come on up” she said as she buzzed him in.
He was tall. His thighs bulged out of his shorts, and his uniform shirt was tight around his chest. Juliet was so aroused that she could barely contain herself. She wanted him NOW. He held out the parcel and offered her a pad to sign. She took the package and caressed his hand at the same time. A flicker crossed his face as he sized her quickly up and down from her blonde hair cascading over her face to her boot heels. She knew she had him. She smiled sweetly and touched his chest lightly. He smiled in reply. It was on!
She took him by the hand and led him to her bedroom. The vibrator was lying on the bed where she had left it. She turned it on and gave it to him. “What would you like to do with this?” she purred. To Juliet’s surprise he reached into his shorts, pulled out his cock, and probed it softly with the vibrator. Instantly it came to life, standing erect and strong. She had never seen a cock so big and so hard. It took her breath away as she sighed “oh my!” In response he reached into her panties and began working up and down with the vibrator. Juliet was already completely wet and aroused; there was no turning back.
Juliet writhed with delight. He knew exactly what to do to please her. She was utterly defenseless. She lay back in total ecstasy as he played with her. She could feel her orgasm mounting, harder and harder. Just then he penetrated her. His shaft went in hard and deep. She cried out in joy. He pulled back, then thrust in again. Out and in, out and in. She grabbed his butt cheeks and pulled him deep inside. In reply he grabbed the long heels of her boots so he could thrust into her even harder. Over and over again he pulled all the way out and again she pulled him deeper inside her, the spiked heels of her boots urging him on. The feeling of his tip pushing into her pussy was almost too much to bear. She cried out in delight as wave upon wave of her orgasm came crashing over her. Still he kept pounding – harder and harder. Juliet could feel his urgency. He could not stop. Her orgasm became more and more intense as she felt him swell and then burst inside her. His cock and his body shook with pleasure. Juliet writhed with joy. Her pleasure was complete.
At that moment the doorbell rang again. Juliet, still engorged, reached for the intercom and smiled at the UPS guy. “Who is it?” she purred. This could get interesting . . .
I drop to my knees before the beautiful trannie. She's tall and slim with long blond hair, large firm silicone-enhanced breasts, and a tight, round bubble butt.
Her legs are long and shapely, almost muscular; her feet small and perfectly shaped.
Her makeup is perfect. Bright red lipstick enhancing full, sensual lips. Blue shadow on her eyelids lend an aura of mystery.
Long eyelashes batted at me, giving me to know that she is attracted to me.
Her big breasts are encased in a skin-tight bra, lifting them high on her chest, their prominent and extremely sensitive nipples exposed.
She wears a tightly-laced corset, cinching her middle, adding to her sexy hour-glass figure.
Her hips are barely covered; she wears only a snug-fitting thong. The big bulge stretches the spandex tautly over her swelling un-cut clittie-cock. The little string is hidden between the swell of her awesome ass cheeks.
Ten garters descend from the tight corset, attached to long, dark thigh-high nylon stockings. Their lacy tops reach the top of her muscular thighs, emphasizing the contrast between the expected pussy lips of a woman's body and the intriguing bulge present in her tight thong.
Her small feet are encased in black patent high-heeled pumps with a platform at least three inches tall, and long, spike heels that are sky high. The impossibly high heels hold her feet tightly, enforcing a very highly-arched instep that is extremely arrousing to me. My cock stiffens as my eyes scan her fantastic body, so erotically clad, until I a find myself rock-hard and throbbing with sensual excitement. I am panting with lust and desire...
Have enjoyed some very nice, very sexy chats recently. There's nothing like using one's imagination to have cybersex with someone who knows how to treat a transsexual lady with the sort of intercourse that she needs. Working up to a hot, throbbing orgasm, then spewing huge amounts of cum and cleaning up after. Having a friend who takes my big cock deep into their throat and ass is wonderful. And then doing the same for them, even better... Let me know if you like my little blog entries, OK?
On a recent trip, I checked into a hotel quite late. Walking back to the lobby, I encountered the most beautiful black girl I'd ever seen. She was quite tall, very slim, and wearing an extremely tight, very short LBD (Little Black Dress). It barely covered her tight bubble-butt and showed her curvy body off very well. Her long legs were bare, and she wore a pair of glittery gold platform shoes with extremely high heels. She smiled at me, I smiled at her, and I thought I'd chat her up on the way back to my room; maybe something good would happen.
Unfortunately, when I came back she was hugging the guy she had been waiting for, and my dreams were dashed. I watched them walk away, and wished I had brought my camera along. What a lucky guy! I left, wondering how much he had to pay for her company
I love to chat, especially a hot role-play with someone who is able to carry on a conversation and knows what it means to have a conversation. Too often, people ask for a private chat and then sit, waiting to be entertained. Very few understand that they need to be entertaining, too. I hate it when someone says, "do this," or "tell me this," or call me bitch, slut, whore." There are not a lot of folks anymore who understand subtlety, or the art of leading a conversation (or chat) in the direction they would have it to go.
I hope I can find someone like that ;) Even better, a lot of someones.
