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David stood about six foot five inches. He was a stock broker living right in the heart of Manhattan. Always dressed in the best suits and his hair styled to perfection, even his nails were manicured. David just turned thirty six and was in his prime. He enjoyed the company of women but had a fetish for the more exotic. Although he was a polished business man on the outside, he was an obscene man when it came to his sexual deviant side.
By day, David could talk anyone into anything. He was a crude business man, always knowing what he wanted and stopping at nothing to accomplish it. In his sex life he was the same. When he focused in on a woman, he went for her and always got her. He had a way with making women feel sexy about themselves then turn the tables by using them and doing dirty things to them. He would humiliate them, forcing them to abuse him. Sometimes he would even get them to use the bathroom on him, or strap him down and spank him.
Deep down he knew it wasn’t the women he wanted. He wanted a sexy shemale to dominate and abuse him. One to become his master and rule his nights like he ruled people during the day. He would venture out on the streets at night looking for transsexual lovers to fulfill his needs. Every time he went out and found one, they’d end up being something other than what he wanted. He needed the perfect tranny to be his master and his lover. She would have to be all woman except for that one thing between her legs. One night he finally got lucky and found the perfect shemale companion.
She was walking down the boulevard with a long cigarette in her lips. He noticed her long, flaming red hair first, it was amazing. Then as she turned toward him he made note of the feminine qualities of her beautiful face. The high cheek bones, pouting lips and her bedroom eyes. He began to think that she was actually just another woman. She bent down and stuck her head into the passenger side window of my car, a sexy smile came across her face sending waves of hunger through his body.
“You looking for something mister?” Her voice seemed to sing the words out to him.
David reached over and opened the door, “Get in.”
As she lowered herself down onto the seat he reached over and grabbed her between legs. She jumped back looking like she was going to spank him right across the face. “Sorry I had to make sure you were exactly what I wanted.”
“So? Am I what your looking for?” The angry was evident in her voice as she snapped the questions back at him.
He placed his gentle, reassuring hand on her leg, “Yes, you are everything”, smiling to himself he put the car in drive and headed toward home.
His apartment was warm and inviting, full of all the luxuries money could buy. She looked around with wonderment at how fancy this place was. She made her way into the living room and took a seat on the leather chair positioned in the corner by the balcony doors. David came from the bedroom with leather stir-ups, bra and mask, throwing them toward the tranny hooker. He was already dressed in crotchless leather shorts and a tight leather tank top, leather bracelets around his wrists and a tight leather collar around his neck.
She put on the outfit in front of him and took a firm grip onto his leash. She pulled at him so hard he landed on his knees and crawled behind her. When they got to the bedroom she forced him down onto the bed and restrained his leather bound wrists to the head board. With whip in hand, she proceeded to make him cry out in pain, calling him names and humiliating him. He loved it, his excitement rose to the point of no return. Crying out in pleasure, he exploded wildly. She whipped him for it because it was not commanded of him, which just got him more excited.
As the sun rose the next morning, she woke him with a hot cup of coffee and blackened toast. He rolled toward her and knew he had found his true master.
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Kendra started running her bath water, dropping bath beads in and lighting some scented candles. As her tub filled she grabbed a cup of bedtime tea and began to get undressed. She could still feel the men inside her, their pulsing members covering her with their juices. The thought of it made her fell like she needed to scrub her body hard to get rid of their filth.
As Kendra lay in the bath she closed her eyes imaging a man there with her. She envisioned him taking a hold of her feet and rubbing each one of them from the heel to the toes, taking each toe one at a time and kissing it. Kendra let out a long groan of pleasure as if she could feel the strong hands on her. Up her calves to her thighs she felt the warm sensation rise through her groin area cause her to grow tall and hard. You see Kendra was a shemale transsexual so not only did she have a great set of implants but she had her very own cock tool.
The bath water started to get quite cold even though Kendra was very heated and feeling quite passionate. Wrapping a towel around her body and one about her head she walked out to the kitchen to freshen up her tea. Sliding her feet into her slippers she cozied up onto the couch with an erotic book in hand. The heat from the fire place made her feel warm and not so alone. As a shemale hooker life could get very lonely especially at night when all the Johns where gone and she was back in her cozy dwelling with no one to greet her at the door or kiss her good night before going to bed.
Half way into the book Kendra’s eyes began to close as she was pulled into a dream land beyond her reality. In her dream she saw a man, tall and dark, with eyes blue as the sky. His stare was captivating, it called to her. His arms swung open as he started toward her in a slow run. She ran to him in return. Everything happening in slow motion she was able to take in the moment very clearly.
Once together, their bodies melted into one as they held each other closely, their lips quickly coming together hard and fast. He pulled off her midnight black gown to reveal her growing excitement. Lowering himself to his knees, he looked up at her from between her legs never caring that she was actually a he. That turned Kendra on more than anything, to find a man who love her for her. Things became very sexual between to two of them, one please the other then vise versa. Each of them feeling the joys of their exploding pleasures.
Kendra woke up with a large grin across her face and feeling completely satisfied. ‘What a book!’ She thought to herself as she walked toward her room to pick out her next outfit for this evenings clients. Just another night in the life of this transsexual hooker.
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Losing My Virginity
I grew up in a very religious house; my mom was pretty easy going, but my father was a hardcore Christian. Like, I believed that when my parents had sex, it had to be the missionary position and that was it. At birth, my parents were given a choice – did they want a girl or a boy, and my father of course wanted a boy. They ended up with a very feminine boy, and according to my dad, it was a sin to be anything but straight.
So when I hit the age of eighteen, I was out of there. I packed my bags, kissed my mom farewell, and hit the road with one hundred bucks in my pocket. It took me about five days to make it from Maine down to New York, and I tried to save every cent I had for when I got there. So basically, I starved for those five days until I got into New York safely. I got there and gave my parents a quick call to let them know I had arrived safely. My dad hung up in my ear.
I found a run down place to stay; it was a real dive but I had no choice. I only had a hundred bucks in my pocket. I needed to find a job quick if I was going to survive in this city. It was going to be tough being on my own. It felt good though to be on my own and able to be myself. It was the first time I could dress as the woman I felt I was, and I was beautiful.
Quickly I realized that I wasn’t going to get a job. I needed money though; I was already two days late with my rent, and if I didn’t have something by tomorrow, I was going to have to head back to my parents house. That just wasn’t going to happen. That’s when I made the choice to becoming a working girl. My only problem with that was that I was still a virgin. I would just have to suck it all in and make some cash.
We all do things we are not proud of, and at this point I knew this was going to be one of those things. Nothing was going to send me home begging though. So that night I dressed myself up, packed on the make up, and headed out the door. I stood outside realizing I had no idea where to go, so I just started walking. Half an hour later, my feet were getting tired in the heels I had put on; I couldn’t walk any farther. I was about to turn my ass around and head back to the slum of a room I had when a car pulled up beside me and asked me to get in.
He was a big bear of a man, not very attractive and kind of stinky but I had no choice … I needed cash. He parked in a dark, empty parking lot and started pulling at my clothes and groping at my body. I got nervous because this man had no idea I had a penis, and I don’t think I wanted him finding out. I pushed him back against his seat and ran my hand over his leg to his zipper. I thought I was going to gag at the thought of putting my mouth anywhere on this man. I closed my eyes and just did it. The most disgusting part of the experience was the humiliation of this man spilling his juice all over my face. He paid me forty dollars, then asked me if he could get more if he paid me more.
As he drove into me I kept my panties on to hold my hidden surprise from this guy. I exposed my bung hole to him and he was happy with that. Although he was kind of turned off by the hair on my butt. Opps, I forgot about there when I shaved.
I got my rent paid for another week with just that one nights experience. Luckily by the end of the week, I had landed a job waitressing at a local bar. I had to venture out for one more night to make another weeks income but never did it again. It certainly wasn’t the most romantic way to lose my virginity, but I’ll never forget how it all happened.
