pauladunbar
12-13-2015, 12:00 AM
My last trip for 2015 was memorable, not for the business, but the unexpected entertainment
The trip was extended by two days, because I had to return to Philippines to collect some lost luggage. I had enjoyed the food at the nightclub where the exotic transvestite had performed and therefore I spent the night there again, but this time alone.
The dancer recognised me and after his equally exotic dance routine he came over to my table. He had recognised me from the previous trip and we started to drink and talk. I was having such a good time I had too much to drink and at 1pm were in my Hotel room having coffee in an attempt to sober up. The dancer had strippe off his short blue silk dress and showing me some of his new nude routines including what he called a simulated wank. It looked genuine to me and very much resembled the real thing.
It was having an affect on me and I could feel a bulge forming inside my G-string. The dance then proceded onto the bed when some slow stroking was not simulated. He asked if I would like to take him in hand. He said he would cum eventually, but was not inviting me into the act unless I wanted to make him cum. He was thinking his act would invite the audience to jerk him off as a finale.
My resistance was low and for the first time in my life I had someone elses penis in my hand. The feeling was strange, and his penis made my hands look very small. I lost track of time but eventually with his persuasion the pace quickened and he convulsed into a series of violent spasms and shooting about six large spurts of hot cum into his face and onto his chest.
He went into the bathroom,showered and put his dress back on. He did not ask for money, but I did notice as he left he still had a partial erection swinging freely under his short dress. His penis was so large it hung only an inch above the hemline of his dress.
Well yes I did not go unrewarded, because while he was showering I was so turned on it only took a few quick strokes and I had deposited a big load of pleasure intro the cool night air on the balcony outside my room.
I will never forget the feeling as his penis jerked and spurted, I was not expecting it though from his shouts of pleasurable pain he was not only expecting it but could not live without it.
Paula Dunbar
The trip was extended by two days, because I had to return to Philippines to collect some lost luggage. I had enjoyed the food at the nightclub where the exotic transvestite had performed and therefore I spent the night there again, but this time alone.
The dancer recognised me and after his equally exotic dance routine he came over to my table. He had recognised me from the previous trip and we started to drink and talk. I was having such a good time I had too much to drink and at 1pm were in my Hotel room having coffee in an attempt to sober up. The dancer had strippe off his short blue silk dress and showing me some of his new nude routines including what he called a simulated wank. It looked genuine to me and very much resembled the real thing.
It was having an affect on me and I could feel a bulge forming inside my G-string. The dance then proceded onto the bed when some slow stroking was not simulated. He asked if I would like to take him in hand. He said he would cum eventually, but was not inviting me into the act unless I wanted to make him cum. He was thinking his act would invite the audience to jerk him off as a finale.
My resistance was low and for the first time in my life I had someone elses penis in my hand. The feeling was strange, and his penis made my hands look very small. I lost track of time but eventually with his persuasion the pace quickened and he convulsed into a series of violent spasms and shooting about six large spurts of hot cum into his face and onto his chest.
He went into the bathroom,showered and put his dress back on. He did not ask for money, but I did notice as he left he still had a partial erection swinging freely under his short dress. His penis was so large it hung only an inch above the hemline of his dress.
Well yes I did not go unrewarded, because while he was showering I was so turned on it only took a few quick strokes and I had deposited a big load of pleasure intro the cool night air on the balcony outside my room.
I will never forget the feeling as his penis jerked and spurted, I was not expecting it though from his shouts of pleasurable pain he was not only expecting it but could not live without it.
Paula Dunbar