part 3
she had long blond hair and a pretty face, wearing a pair of black thongs and a black bra.
I'm into petite women so this was a departure from my usual choice and more Amazonian. Certainly attractive in the way that all shemales can be, with perfectly hairless, smooth white skin and a knowing smile.
She asked me to go straight through to a small room to the left. The room was clean and tidy with a double bed, a chair and a couple of furry pillows. It was warm and lit with a orange bedside light. There was an oil filled radiator which was keeping the room very warm.
She stood just outside the door and asked me to get comfortable as she would give me a massage to relax me. I suddenly realised the 5 cups of tea I had drunk at the conference was driving a new urgency and so I asked to use the toilet.
"Of course Darling, its just through to the right, but could we do the business first?"
I fumbled in my wallet, pulled out a wad of notes and handed them over. I pushed the wallet into my trouser pocket as I was remembering all those films where the guy gets robbed when he leaves his wallet alone. She smiled again and I just knew she understood exactly what was going through my mind.
After the toilet I returned to the room. She again asked me to get comfortable as she was going to give me a full body massage. Obviously 'get comfortable' is the code word for getting your kit off and so I stripped off while she lay on the bed still wearing the black underwear and propped up on one elbow. This was all very surreal and embarassing, so to cover things up I tried engaging in some meaningful conversation. Now usually I am a sparkling conversationalist, but honestly, the half constructed sentences that came out of my mouth were like the sort of thing I said on my first date aged sixteen.
She asked how long I had been thinking about trying this and understood how I was feeling. She said that virtually every guy was exactly the same. I was still wondering if every guy was a homosexual, bi-sexual or straight just so I could fit myself into one of the groups. Her reply was that they could be from any sexual mix and the one thing that united us all was the lure of something strange and different.
[as an aside there was a comedian on a chat show the other night who talked about shemales as the 'swiss army knife' of sexual partners, so you can tell it is popular and figures more highly than most would admit]
So I lay face down on the bed and she asked gently if I had decided what I wanted to do. That was easy, I had been thinking about it for a long time, to suck her cock and have her fuck me. She said that would be good.
She sat astride me and began to massage my back, kneading gently with a slippery film of fragrant massage oil. This was a proper massage and it was certainly making me relax, her hands moved over my buttocks and for a moment the finger tips grazed my scrotum, it was like an electric charge through my body, just like my first experience with a girl.
After a few minutes of massage and conversation (and its the sort of conversation you expect in any upmarket hair salon) I was drowsy and caught in the moment. It was like being in a film, like acting a part. She moved her weight off me and asked me to lay on my back.
Again she sat astride me, there was something sensual in the feel of her oiled skin moving against mine and the weight of her body made this far more intense.
I lay there like someone at a lap dance, just not knowing what to do until she encouraged me to touch her.
I moved my hands up her smooth thighs and around the waistband of those flimsy black panties which contained a bulge that no ordinary woman would have. Peeling the waistband down revealed her limp cock, as I touched her cock for the first time she undid a hidden side tie on her thongs and pulled them away to reveal everything.
She was shaved, totally hairless and even limp, her cock looked big. Its difficult to tell from that angle, but it was a real mans cock and not some girly thing. Her balls hung low and they were definitely big, much bigger than mine, just like two ripe plums.
She straddled me and moved her cock towards my face. This was the moment I had dreamed of................
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