Transexual Lingerie "Model"

I can’t remember if it was before I got married to my first wife or after I got married, but I found out that there were ‘lingerie modeling shops’ in the next city over from where I lived. Only a ½ hour to ¾ of an hour away. You could choose a ‘model’ to put on lingerie and they would dance or whatever while you jerked off in a private room. Depending on the tip you gave them, which was separate from the fee you paid to the shop, other ‘services’ might be provided, but nothing like full blown sex or they would get raided for prostitution. I found one such shop had transsexual models Saturday afternoon & eventually, I found an excuse to go to that part of the city for an extended period of time without any worry about my whereabouts.

The shop turned out to be a combination adult book store with video booths & strip club. The Saturday I went, they had two TS models which you choose from photos. I choose the better looking of the two. She was a dark-skinned woman. Could have been African-American or biracial, I couldn’t tell, but she was beautiful. She wore scarf around her waist as a miniskirt with a bra or halter top. I can’t remember all the details, it has been so long ago. The room turned out to be a little area cordoned off from the strip club, which wasn’t open yet, being so early on a Saturday, which I figure now was an area for lap dances when the strip club was open.

We settled on the additional tip and she unwrapped her skirt from around her waist. She hand on panties that were made completely of a fine fishnet like lace. It wasn’t just fishnet as it had a lace pattern to it. She stripped those off and I can’t remember the details, but she said I free to touch. I was sitting in a low cushioned chair without arms. Just a cushioned back and seat. Her breasts looked great under her bra, but it was her cock I had really come to see. It was small and soft. Her panties held it back & if it wasn’t for the lace you could see through, probably wouldn’t have know there was a cock under there as the panties held her in good.

She said I could pull down my pants & stroke myself. I really didn’t want to. I was so excited already, I knew just a couple strokes & I would blow my load. I obliged her anyway. I was wearing boxers. I wasn’t brave that day to try sneak out of the house with panties on. I can only imagine what would have happened if I had worn panties. Which is the focus of my two fantasies.

With one hand, I slowly stroked my cock, trying not to make myself cum. With the other, I started stroking her cock. It was so soft I was hardly doing anything for her, but with her standing in front of me, she was so close to my face. I rubbed my check against the skin of her thigh, as I started at her cock. I can’t remember for sure, but I think she said I could suck it. Being so soft, I could fit her whole cock in my mouth. I slurped on it trying to get it wet and tried bobbing my head on it, hoping I could get her hard.

I think she said that was nice as she started to swell in my mouth. My heart was racing as I loved feeling her grow in my mouth. It took some time, but eventually she was stretching into the back of my throat & I soon had to back my bobbing motion as the head of her cock tickled the entrance of my throat. She was encouraging me to stroke myself more. I tried to do it so slow, but I was so excited that I couldn’t hold back & I came in my boxer shorts.

By this time she had her hands on the back of my head & she was thrusting into my mouth. I was trying not to gag as I tried to keep the sucking motion going, but she got a little too enthusiastic & pushed into the back of my throat. This scared me & I chocked on her cock, making me back off. She apologized, but between cumming & losing my excitement for what I was doing, & being scared by gagging in her cock, I was totally done.
I can’t remember what I said to indicate I was done, but she seemed to understand. She gave me a towel to wipe the cum off my hands that wasn’t absorbed by my boxer shorts. As I cleaned up, pulled up my pants, and buckled my belt, she flipped her now swollen cock up into her panties, which now run up along the cloth toward her hip under the material. She laughed saying what am I going to do with this. I am sure I blushed, but being kind of dark back there, I am sure it wasn’t seen, and I mumbled an apology. She wrapped her scarf back around her waist & escorted me back out to the lobby & toy store area of the store and I left feeling guilty and embarrassed.

That real life event spawned two different fantasies. One realistic & one fantastical. Maybe someday I’ll write them.