A Night in Moscow with Trance
A Night in Moscow with a Trans Woman.
Good afternoon or good night to everyone! My name is Alexander. I've been reading stories on this site for a long time, but I never got around to writing about my own life—well, I'm not a writer. So, I'm 32 years old, married—she's a beauty. Since childhood, I've loved wearing women's clothes. There was no father in the family, so I guess the atmosphere had an effect. I always looked with envy at girls dressed sexily. In childhood, I wore my mom's and sister's clothes; there was a lot of makeup since it was a household of women.
I had an insane desire to have sex with a trans woman. Once, I had a business trip to Moscow, and it so happened that I arrived a day early. I spent the whole day
online looking for a cool trans girl, and I found what I needed. We agreed on the financial compensation and a meeting in my hotel room.So, the long-awaited evening arrived. I changed into women's lingerie: a bustier, thong panties, stockings with a garter belt, and a tracksuit on top. I got out some fruit and champagne and started waiting for Angelica—that's how she introduced herself on the phone. Honestly, I was very nervous.
Nine o'clock, there was a knock at the door. She was dressed in a stunning mink coat trimmed with chinchilla. A silk scarf was tied around Angelica's neck.
Through her blouse, a black bra was clearly visible. At this sight, my breath was taken away, and I looked at her as if spellbound.
The girl was all business: "Money for the night upfront, baby." I took out the money and offered to have a glass of champagne to get acquainted. We sat down and started talking sweetly about nothing, as the whole night was still ahead. And then Angelica told me she was an unusual girl, to which I replied that I was an unusual guy too. "That's intriguing," said Angelica, "and what does your unusualness consist of? You know about me, that I have a surprise between my legs, but what about you? Either you don't have one there, or it's very small," she said with a smirk. "No, everything is fine with that," I replied. "Then what surprise awaits me?" asked Angelica. "Don't rush," I answered, "I think you'll like it."
After having another glass of champagne, we relaxed, and Angelica suggested dancing a little and then moving on to sex. While dancing, I began to caress Angelica slowly and felt her little guy starting to grow. It was so unusual—such a cool girl and a dick. I wanted to see this wonder in person and began to undress Angelica slowly. First, the blouse fell, then the skirt slowly dropped, and there she was in all her glory—a dick bursting out of tiny, transparent thongs.
Angelica was sexy and beautiful like that: a cool, transparent bustier through which her nipples stuck out, transparent thongs with a beautiful dick, stockings, and boots on high heels. Sexuality emanated from her. "Well, Sasha, how do you like me?" "Super, now maybe you'll reveal your secret?" "Yes, Angelica, now I'll ask you to undress me, if it's not too much trouble for you, of course, baby." With these words, she began to unzip my tracksuit top. "Wow!!!" said Angelica, "a beautiful bustier. Let's take off the pants, yes, baby, and the garter belt with stockings and thongs—you have great taste. Now I understand your secret. Do you want to become a girl? Or a bitch?"
"I think the second one would suit me better, what do you think?" "Let me take a good look at you. A little makeup, I have a wig in my bag, and I think I can help turn the guy Alexander into the bitch Sveta."
Angelica took out makeup and worked on my face. After applying the makeup, she helped me put on a red wig since I had short hair.
And then Angelica led me to the mirror. There I saw a beautiful girl. Rough facial features were more than compensated by a slender body with long legs, a thin but cute and toned ass. The makeup on my face and the wig gave my face femininity. I thought I would gladly fuck such an unusual girl, even despite the zero cup size. I walked around the room and wiggled my ass. Angelica watched me; I liked feeling like a girl. I approached the mirror and stared at my reflection again. Angelica hugged me from behind and began stroking my dick with her hands:
"My girl, let me call you Sveta." Angelica began kissing and caressing me tenderly. I got all worked up and felt her gently pressing on my shoulders, and I began to lower myself. And then her erect dick appeared before me. I examined it with interest—it was about twenty centimeters long and quite thick. The balls and dick were shaved, only a strip of short hair was left on the pubic area. The dick pulsed with veins; pre-cum was already flowing from the hole on the head. I liked Angelica's dick; I wanted to kiss it, lick it, feel its taste. I involuntarily licked my dry lips and, swallowing saliva, looked into Angelica's eyes. She smiled, ran her hand through my hair, and said:
"Sveta, sweetie, take it in your mouth. I assure you, you'll really like it."
First, I touched the dick with my hands, then, holding it by the base, kissed the head. I really liked this new feeling. I licked the dick like a tasty candy, then with delight began to suck it deeper, impaling my lustful little mouth onto Angelica's tool. "Yes, sweetie, like that, keep going, baby," Angelica said in between moans, which rewarded my efforts without any words...
A multitude of thoughts raced through my head: I'm a bitch who has a beautiful trans girl's dick in her mouth, like the lowest whore. Those who have tried taking it in their mouth know how awesome it is to suck. And then came the moment when I felt her tense up, grabbing my head and shoving her dick down my throat its full length; her balls hit my chin... oooo, I know what happens in such cases—she started cumming in my mouth. A stream hit my throat like a fountain; it was like a volcanic eruption, spilling out and gradually filling my entire mouth. Even though I swallowed it, it trickled out in a small stream from the corner of my lips. I licked her dick clean so not a single drop was lost. She stroked my head and said what a cool bitch I was... — "You're just an insatiable slut," — said Angelica, but it sounded like approval.
"And don't you want to try it in the ass?" Angelica asked with a sly look in her eyes.
But the prospect of being fucked overwhelmed me. "I sure do." "Then get on all fours."
I obediently got on my knees on the sofa and leaned my hands on the back. Angelica crouched behind me and spread the cheeks of my ass with her hands. I turned to see how she would do it and saw her approaching my hole with her tongue. Immediately feeling the tip of a warm tongue touch my anus, I felt fabulous pleasure. Angelica licked my ass skillfully. I felt every movement of her rough tongue, every kiss of her lips on my hole. I was ecstatic when she, feeling I had relaxed, tried to enter the tip of her tongue into my hole. She didn't succeed and slowly inserted her index finger there. A wave of new sensations washed over my brain. When I came to, Angelica was already energetically working her finger in my ass. It was so pleasant that I was already moving my rear to meet her.
Angelica added her middle finger to her index finger and began fucking me with two fingers. Sweet pain at the base of my ass spread through my body. With her other hand, Angelica jerked my dick and licked my balls with her tongue. I snorted with pleasure.
Suddenly, everything stopped. I came to and looked back. "What? Why did you stop?"
"It'll be better now. Sveta, I'm going to break your cherry for real." And I saw Angelica stand up and position her standing rod at my ass. She spat saliva into her palm and rubbed it on the head. With a sharp movement, she flew into my heated hole. I didn't even have time to get scared. Wild pain pierced me; I screamed, tears poured from my eyes. "Don't!" I shouted and tried to break free, but Angelica's hands held my hips firmly... The dick went so deep into my ass that I lost consciousness. "It's okay, Sveta, endure it a little longer. The pain will pass, and pleasure will take its place, I promise you. Soon you'll be begging to have your ass impaled on my dick."
When I came to, she was fucking me. Oh! Yes! Now I understand what it's like to feel a dick in your ass. This pulsating thick one clearly delivers unearthly pleasures. I felt it penetrate me, spreading the flesh. I felt simultaneously its hard firmness and tender flexibility.
Angelica began fucking me, first slowly, then faster. "You have such a tight ass; my dick feels like it's wrapped in hot silk," — she whispered. I was ecstatic; I tried to get as much as possible and simultaneously give her pleasure. And she fucked and fucked fiercely. Suddenly, she stopped. "What's wrong?" I was already trembling with wild desire and excitement. "Do you like it?" "Very much. I beg you, continue." I grabbed her hips and pulled her to me, immediately feeling the head of her dick pushing into me. Angelica didn't deceive me, and indeed, pleasure replaced the pain. I was already moaning with pleasure, my back was arched, and I even started wiggling my ass.
It seemed like a volcano was erupting inside me, and hot lava was spreading, filling my entire being. Pulling her dick out of me and releasing my legs, she simply fell on top of me. I stroked her back and thought—Well, now my ass is no longer virgin, but damn, I liked it, and how! And such turns happen in life.
Angelica, peeling off me—we were both covered in my cum—slapped me on the ass, "Ah, you'll turn out to be a cool bitch," and sent me to the bathroom to wash. Barely standing, my legs wouldn't obey; I felt cum flowing out of my fucked-out hole and slowly trickling down my stockings.