Cincinnati Shemale Escort Call

Being out on the road for business always provided an opportunity to purchase porn that my wife never knew about. And slipping overseas phone sex calls through on the expense account was always an unauthorized firm bonus. And for all of the puritan ideals held by Cincinnati politicians, you wouldn’t think that I would be having my first shemale encounter in that city … but I did.

I was stuck in Cincinnati for 2 weeks at a posh art deco hotel in the heart of the city for an insufferably boring labor trial. The marriage was on the rocks after about 6 years in a two attorney family, and my secret sexual fantasies were really starting to gnaw at me. I had been masturbating to fantasies of sucking cock for years, and the thought of going down on a beautiful shemale made me shoot my cum over my head and onto the headboard of the hotel bed.

This night, I finally decicded to act on my fantasies. I leafed through the Cincinnati yellow pages and came across the “Queen City Escorts” advertisement that promised “passable transexuals delivered to you.” I called and spoke to a lady who described the two transexual escorts that were working that night, and I went with the 26 year old, 5’8″ brunette with the 7 inch cock. About 2 hours later, there was a knock at my door, and a bodyguard in a demin jacket along with Jasmine.

Jasmine was more attractive than any fantasy that I had entertained. I never really had pictured the face of the shemale that I wanted to go down on … I just saw the thick cock clearly in my fantasies. But Jasmine was a goddess. Her skin was flawless, her legs were long, and looked longer in her black seamed stockings, and she had a deep waistline. After seeing her, what was to be a one hour session quickly turned into me paying for 3 hours up front. I had told the lady with the escort agency some of what I was looking for, so Jasmine already had a clue as to what the evening would hold.

Before her bodyguard left, she had me strip and kneel down in front of her as she sat in the chair by the window. I just heard the bodyguard laugh and door shut behind him. When the door shut, Jasmine slapped the left side of my face harder that I had ever been slapped in any pro-domme session, and she sat back to light her cigarette.

To be continued …

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