the tranny

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Adult Romance  |  House: Booksiesilk Classic Group

a quick tryst with a transvestite in Chiang Mai

A petite tranny was leaning against the outer wall of the nightclub. I said hello and she walked over.  She wasn’t as awe-inspiring as the cafe lady from previous chapters yet I was in the mood and she answered my one question correctly, “Do you have a small cock?”.  “Yes”, she giggled.

 

I brought her through the lobby with no one batting an eye and once inside my place, smoked a joint in the bathroom before getting naked.  I should have been more precise during the interview process.  Yes the penis was small but the “testicules” (sounds more feminine to me) looked like they had been a life support for a heavy set Polish weightlifter who had stepped too close to the edge of a cliff and grabbed  the ball sack of this heroic tranny who held onto a tree trunk until officials arrived seven hours later.  I told myself they were just highly puffed labia and concentrated on the tongue penetrating my urethra.  Remember the female dog in heat? That reminded me of something.

 

 


The shemale had me squeezing the mattress, trying to hold back from cumming too quickly.  Her pillowy testicules were poured out like pancake batter onto the mattress and she looked like she was protecting a fleshy nest of two eggs.  I tapped out and grabbed a condom and lube off the bedside table.  She put a dab of lube on the head of my cock before applying the condom.  It’s an old school move and it’s recommended.  She got on her back, that was too gay for me.  She got into doggy position.  My penis was in the ass of someone who had been born in a male body.  I tried with all I had to cum but the sight of those mud-flapped testicules drifting in front of me were too distracting.  I guess I could have finished off in her mouth but I was tired, drunk and felt myself drifting away.  Money exchanged hands and she rode off into the sunrise.

 

I woke up with my hand on my dong, shorts at my ankles and someone knocking on my door.  I tore through my room and bathroom, hiding the drugs and wrapped a towel around my head.  It was only the cleaning ladies.  I tipped them and said no thank you to the cleaning.  Those poor ladies always saw me at my worst - half asleep and too sober.  I tipped the shit out of them and they left my room looking immaculate everyday. I slept all that day and night.  I had someone to meet this morning which forced me to get out of bed and wash off the sweat. 

 


Submitted: July 14, 2020

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