Soft Transexuals and Hard Shemale Cocks

I know from my time living in Columbus, Ohio that there is nothing better than the opportunity to spend an evening with a soft, beautiful shemale with a thick, hard cock. And living in a city with a well-established gay and transexual community definitely helps.

My first date with a transexual lady was in the Short North section of Columbus. We had chatted online off and on for a couple of months before I got the courage to ask her out for a date. We went out to dinner at K2U, and then went bar hopping up and down the Short North section of High Street. At our last bar stop of the night, and after a number of martinis, we were both flirting pretty heavily with each other. It was getting difficult for me to keep from staring at her legs thanks to the slit in the pencil skirt that she was wearing.

Since we had chatted online several times before this evening, we both knew that each of us was pretty kinky. Before heading back to her place, we made one last stop on High Street at The Chamber, Columbus’ top BDSM and fetish shop. I had been there a few times, but the girls in the shop knew Jasmine by name. Jasmine knew exactly what she was there for, and I was only too happy to go along with whatever she wanted that night. We left The Chamber with a hefty bag full of toys – a thick collar and leash for me, cock ring for her, a couple of different butt plugs, and a heavy riding crop for her.

Jasmine put the collar on me before we left the store, but thankfully left the leash in the bag. I’m sure that we attracted enough attention to ourselves walking down the sidewalk without the need for bringing out the leash. We made it back to her place just off of High Street, and her tongue was in my mouth before the door to her apartment had even closed. It was the most memorable kiss that I have ever had. I kissed her neck and felt her long hair brush against my face as she had a firm grip on my growing erection through my pants. She dropped the bag on the floor, attached the leash to my collar, and led me to her couch. I don’t know how much time I spent down on the floor between her legs, but I know that I enjoyed every second of it.

We went out on a few more dates before Jasmine moved to the west coast. I’ve never found another woman like her, but I’m still searching.