I accompanied a gay protagonist to an LGBT club. I was n't sure what to expect. I was curious about what I 'd see.

It was busy. My friend was chatting to another guy. 3 of us together by the bar. I was leaning against it. I heard some of what my supporter and the guy he was with were saying. The rest of the time I was people watching. Glancing around, checking out the clothes, hair, footgear, faces.

As expected it was a assorted crowd. There were a lot of men, very few women and quite a few trans people. Some looked like men in cleaning woman 's apparel and make up. Some looked prettier with womanly characteristic, soft war paint and nice clothes.

I could see a trans lady near the bar. Maybe in her 20s. recollective straight dark whisker. Maybe a wig. Nice face, pink lip rouge, eye lash extensions. Her hair covering both face of her face. She could cover behind that hair if she needed to. She wore a sleavless black frock, leotards and total darkness high blackguard. She had long ping nails.

She had breasts. titty you would remark. The frock was close plenty to see the condition. She was very pretty.

I was about to check out more mass across the elbow room when I noticed she was now walking towards me. Did I look for too long ? What would she say. Hopefully not much.

Hello she said softly.

Hey I replied.

Not certain what else to say as I looked back at her for a moment.

She asked me over for a drink.

I was n't sure what to say. How to respond. How to say no. I just stood open mothed and dumb.

I looked into her optic, her face between longsighted coloured hair. I was looking at a unseasoned woman 's cheek. My brain knew unlike but my eyes saw charwoman.

Within a few moments we were sitting at a tabular array with drink. She had asked for bubbly cocktails.

We made small talk and I complemented her looks. It seemed the nice thing to do.

She had her hand on my shoulder as she looked at me. I wondered if anyone was watching us. I looked straight back at her not daring to look anywhere else. I kept glancing at her long lashes, pink sass and farsighted nails.

She said I reminded her of who she used to be. She said I was similar to how she used to look. I am 6ft tall and very slight. I worked out so was toned but still very svelte with slim down arms. Its why I caught here eye she said.

In my mind she was half who she used to be and half a new woman. She was about the Sami height as me, very slim, slender long legs, slight limb, long hair university extension, she still had a cock and had breast implants.

She said as a trans person she always wanted to look honorable. I agreed with her that everything she had on was very nice. I said her stockings and heels were hot. She had me bear upon her stockings just below the garb line. They felt skillful. Her mitt was permanently on my leg as we spoke. 3 Champagne-Ardenne looking glass later she had me saying how much I liked the face of gamy heel, stockings, doll and dresses.

I was then invited back to see her full wardrobe and as she put it her many slutty heels. It was late and the baseball club was much vacuous and even the person I came with was no where to be seen.

The small room in her flat tire was a base on balls in closet. Drawers full of panty, stockings, tights. Many frock on hangers. A dresser tabular array with 3 mirrors covered in all sort of make up of so many colours. The room had several full length mirrors. I can expend a lot of fourth dimension in here she said.

Let me put something else on for you. A mode show and she guided me onto the faecal matter in front of the dresser. She removed her dress revealing her top one-half. A netlike shameful bra. She removed the bra so and I could see her breasts. I liked how they looked. Very nice indeed. Nice cups. She removed her gasp and out it came. Her big cock dangling there. My inner temperature rose as my eyes dashed between her breats, grimace, bottom and rooster. She stood there in heels, stockings and null else. It was a striking smell. A tallish slim womanly figure with cock hanging between her legs.

She changed her stockings for fishnet stockings slowly. I watched as she unrolled the old I off each leg then rolled the new twosome up her foresighted legs. Her cock in full purview every second. It was boastful than mine. She pulled her bounder back on.

Then she held up another twain of fishnet stockings similar to what she had on. These are for you she said holding them out to me. I tried to laugh it off saying I could n't but she was having none of it. See how they feel on you. I stood undefendable mouthed staring at a dyad of fish nets.

She undressed me and sat me back in the ordure. I was slightly ueasy to say the least when she pulled my pant down. I sat there naked slightly covering my ego whilst looking up at her. She helped me into the distich of stockings. I looked down whilst she rolled them up from each ankle to my thighs. Then she pulled across a duo of high bounder and slipped them on my feet before standing me up.

She held my hand while I stood there looking down thinking I might loose symmetricalness.

She enticed me to walk to the heart of room. Her left hired hand holding my right hand as we moved. She said I should cross one leg in strawman of the other. I crossed each leg as we walked. she did the like. She stopped us in forepart of the full length mirror. I saw 2 Set of long slim down legs in fishing net stockings and high heels. Our heights heels made our legs look soo long. Our cocks hung between our peg. Our top half bare. My torso exposed as well as her breasts. I had a semi. I tried to hide any facial locution that would suggest this. We turned and walked the distance of the elbow room. Practicing how to walk in hound. We turned at the end of the room. This clock time do n't look down she said. I looked forward. A full-of-the-moon length mirror was oposite. We walked forward, holding hands, strutting. I could see our rose hip sway side to side as we moved forward. We watched ourselves as we got closer to the mirror. She was smilling as she watched me.

How about another swallow she asked.

We sat side by slope on the stool. She crossed her pegleg, so I did the Saame. She poured each of us a chalk of Champagne. She held the glass with her left hand and stroked my rear with her right hired hand. I held my glassful with my right-hand hired man and put my remaining mitt on her lower back. Then then kissed me on the cheek before quoffing half the trash. I laughed watching her gulp the Champagne. Our knees touching, our face touching and she was stroking my lower back. She gave me a top up and we each commented on how we looked. She said I looked pretty. No one had ever called me pretty before !

I thought this was all nice and was beaming. I touched her whilst we drunk Champagne. That bottle wo n't live on long. I felt the texture of both her and my fishing net. I touched her body and felt her breats. We were both aroused. There was no hiding it. A glance down and we could see the arousal. I was fealing at simplicity.

She suggested I pull out another duo of stockings or panty from the stern drawer for us to convert into. She said I could opt for both of us. Classy or slutty. It was to be my choice.

I went down on to my knees going for the bottom drawer. She stood up behind me and pushed down on my shoulder so I was on all fours and she pressed her hammer against my bottom. I froze for a bit not knowing what she would do. Then she lent over me and started kissing my neck. She pulled my head back and started kissing my mouthpiece. I tasted Champagne. She was pressing the length of her hardening cock against my cheeks. My intellect was racing as I felt her length press against me. I was hardening also.

Her consistence leaning over above me. She had my fountainhead pulled back by my light hair and we were both kissing. I liked her tongue in my mouth and she kissed me arduous. She then leant back and I could see us in the full length mirror. I was on all quaternity and she was kneeling up behind me with her stopcock pressed against the midsection of my cheeks.

I seen something in her mitt. It was a condom. She pulled away from me and her cock sprang good fully erect. She put the condom on. Leaning her weight down through her subdivision on my waist, she pressed the tip against my anus.

She moved her hands from my waist to my hips and pulled me back towards her. Did I ask for this ? ! I was frozen as I felt the tip of cock pushing into me. I looked at the full duration mirror. I could see her looking down with a facial expression of concentration. she only had one thing in creative thinker. She pulled my hips back hard and I 'm sure she was now inside me. I was now looking down towards the terra firma feeling very nervous. I dont think I 'll care this I thought. She yanked back on my hips again. Oh fuck I thought. My heart and soul was pounding, my mouth blanket undefended with no clue what to do. She pulled back again on my articulatio coxae thrusting her self forward. I was n't for certain how to finger. It was n't sore but I would n't say it was nice. My anus was stretched by her cock. I could n't see the incursion being on all fours and I coud n't gauge how big she had got. It felt big enough.

She was gently rocking her pelvis back and forth. She ran the tips of her long nails over my skin. lightly scratching me. Rocking back and forth and scratching my cutis. Her nails find great.

However, I could feel my self encompassing open. When she rocked forward my anus felt like it was being pushed in. When she pulled back it was like my anus was being pulled out. There was no lube. No sliding in and out. My anus seemed to go backwards and forwards with each accident.

She then started to increase the stroke length. She was looking down at her peter entering my ass. She pushed slowly all the way in I let out a gasp. The touch was almost too much. I could feel her pecker so deep in me. But I could n't say if it was 4 in or 12 inches, it was all too much for me.

She held it all the way in for a few mo pushing against my inside. I wanted her to guide it out, but when she did I could only feel the ring of my anus being pulled out and I let out a grunt. It felt like she withdrew the broad length. I felt every millimetre as she pulled out only for her to bear on all the way back in. And I gasped again. Oh my God I cant take this I thought. This is too much. Each clock time her cock was fully inserted she held it for a second before pulling back. The impression on my kettle of fish was intense and there was little embossment at any point. And then she started pushing harder. I looked up at the mirror. The face on her facial expression told me all I needed to see. I 'm getting fucked ! If I said stop she would either not discover me or just discount me. I was getting fucked and she will make up one's mind when it 's done.

In the mirror I could see every inch of her from the waist up, but I could feel every in of her from waist down.

She was thrusting hard. Her branch slapped into the back of my leg and my whole body was being pushed forward each time. I was on the verge of collapse. She then grabbed my fuzz and pulled my read/write head up. She was fucking me as hard. The flavour of my ass being torn apart and what was going on in my mind was too very much. I was completely lost. All I could do was take it until it was over and that feels like a long way away. She was loving it. Grinding her cock inside my closely ass was heaven for her. She was lost in the moment. Her breathing was heavy. The tawdry phone of her wooden leg banging against mine. She was n't on her knees anymore either. she was squatting above me thrusting downwards. Her eyes were closed. This will only end one way. When she comes ! I just had to wait and make all she could apply. My own breath was laboured and I could n't control it. Thighs slapping and heavy breathing from both of us. If she comes then she will get out out which now means i want her to total. Something else my brain had to deal with. My eye were now closed as she kept fucking me. My affectionateness might explode out my dresser it 's beating so fast. Then she pulled my tomentum really knockout and I felt the really hot liquid through the condom. surprisingly hot.

I could palpate it so deep inside me. She was all the way inside and holding it there.

I just looked back at her through the mirror. She breathed out one last time opening her middle and she seen my face through the mirror. We looked straight at each other. You could only line how I looked in one way, like I 'd just been fucked. And she looked like she had just fucked someone. Me !

She let go my fuzz and my head dropped and my weapon collapsed. My rear end still sticking up with her inside me. My caput was down on the base. After a min She started to withdraw. My eyes sprang wide spread. Fucking perdition ! ! ! She was withdrawing slowly but now she felt crowing than at any other fourth dimension. I took deep breath in. She pulled out really slowly as her head now had to come out my anus. I let out a loud stochasticity and clenched my fists as the bell end went through my mob and it popped out. That was me done ! Sweat poured from my frontal bone.

She stood up then leant forward to avail me up. Standing up was not easy. My ass was ore, my legs were shaky and I was wearing heels. She held me up as we walked back to the stool. I could barely put a pes forward. I could only take little measure. We both sat on the stool. She pulled me into her and hugged me. I was leaning almost sideways towards her breast. Her arms stopped me from falling all the way forward. I was looking down. I could see her shaft with the safety still on full of cum. She spread her legs slightly and slowly pulled the condom off with one hired hand. She rubbed the back of my heading and forced my head down. Her rooster went straight to the book binding of my throut. I had nothing left in me to to dissent. I gagged when it hit the cover of my throat and I sputtered when I could smack her Seman. Suck it bitch she shouted !