My Wife a Topless Dancer or a Porn Star
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This is a true story. I left out her name but if you need to know message me.
I was on Tinder late Wednesday night. I'd gotten home from a first date with a very attractive woman with absolutely no spark I knew there wouldn't be a second date and that was fine. Laying on the couch, flipping through the profiles, I swiped right on a very attractive younger woman. I didn't look at her profile and moved on. A couple minutes later I got a notification that she swiped right on me. So, I figured I'd check out her full profile this time and saw she was transgendered. That was fine - I'm pansexual. I've had sex with women, men and transgendered people and had fun. So I looked at her pictures and she was really very good looking. Like, that can't be real. Like this is a catfish or just some guy trying to get off on line.
She looked familiar, but since the pictures were not professionally shot, I couldn't place her. I don't watch a lot transgendered porn - I've seen it and jerked off to it but it's not my usual spank material. I would recognize Taylor Rain or Trenton Ducati anywhere because I've jerked to them so often. Transgender porn stars? It's a little trickier.
So I took screen shots of her photos and did a Google image search - I was not gonna be fooled. But nothing came back…So…Okay. I'll play ball. I messaged her. And she messaged back. We talked about what we were doing, pretty basic stuff. So, I ruled out that she was a sex bot advertising a website or anything.
We live near one another and again she knew enough specific information about our neighborhoods to offset some doubts. We chatted on Tinder for another hour and she told me her line of work. I apologized for not knowing her work but said she looked familiar. She said she preferred those who were not familiar with her work to super fans. She suggested meeting the next day for coffee. I was intrigued and said sure. We exchanged numbers and said good night. And then I Googled her. She was hot - very hot. The face and body of a college girl combined with a fat dick. I jerked off to one of her videos and went to sleep.
I texted the next day to tell her I was in her neighborhood for work. We agreed to meet at a nearby Starbucks for coffee. Typically, I like to actually talk to the other person before meeting. Less chance of being catfished. But I skipped that requirement this time. I dunno why. I suppose I didn't really care if I was being catfished or not. I was gonna be at that Starbucks getting coffee anyway, if she wanted to join me even better.
I grabbed a table near the door and 10 minutes later she walked in. It was undoubtedly her. She was not done up like a porn star, obviously, but she looked amazing. Like a super hot college girl. I've been out with transgendered women before and had fun and they were very attractive but they still had some masculine qualities - a lower voice? Muscular-ish arms? Man hands? It never bothered me because I liked them. But she had none of that. This woman who I masturbated to the night before and was now sitting across the table from me appeared to be the most demure college co-ed. Totally, 100 percent passable. And I was the only person in that Starbucks who knew she had a fat cock beneath her tiny jean shorts.
We talked for 30 minutes; she was cool, funny, interesting, smart. I felt totally at ease and believe she did, too. I didn't have a lot of time, I had a ton of work to do. She wanted to go Christmas shopping and I offered to drive her to the mall.
As we got into my car, I asked to kiss her - just wanted to get any awkwardness out of the way. We kissed, she had killer lips. It was hot. And then we drove to the mall.
It's the holiday season, so parking was murder. We found some spots on the top floor of the garage. We parked and continued making out. I felt her amazing 34D breasts, they were absolutely perfect. I've felt fake breasts before, but these were so well-done. I pinched her nipples and we continued making out. I reached down and felt her cock bulging through her jean shorts.
She undid the shorts and lowered them slightly, looking around for passer by. I lowered her panties and out sprang her beautiful cock. I immediately started sucking it. She held the back of my head down so I could suck it all in. It was amazing. We kissed and I said "Hey, wanna skip shopping and go back to my apartment?" to which she replied with an enthusiastic "Yes!"
We drove off, I kept my hand on her cock for most of the ride. We'd try to cover up if we approached a truck at a stop light, but the rest of the time I was stroking her and imagining that cock back in my mouth.
"My apartment is such a mess," I warned her. "I was not expecting company."
"It's fine, I don't care," she said.
We got to my apartment, I let her in and closed the door and we began ripping each other's clothes off as people do in these situations. My windows were all wide open - anyone could see in. I asked "Do you mind that anyone can see?" And she said "No way" I immediately fell to my knees and started sucking her big cock. It tasted so good, it felt so good. I looked up and saw the most feminine looking face looking down at me. Such a weird (and hot) juxtaposition.
"Let's go to the bedroom," I said.
She immediately laid down and I went back to sucking that gorgeous cock, sucking her tits, kissing her lips, biting her lip. she sat up and removed my jock strap revealing my smaller cock.She started sucking me. Oh god those lips felt amazing.
We went back and forth sucking and sucking some more before she said "I'm gonna cum" and exploded on her abdomen. I licked it up, it was so delicious. I came soon thereafter.
We toweled off, she sat on my chest with her cock on my abdomen and we talked etc. I'd already blown off two hours of work. Sadly I couldn't blow off anymore.
"So, you weren't catfishing me, I guess," I said. She laughed.
I drove her back to the mall, we made out some more and talked about meeting again. I'm keeping my fingers crossed.
I was on Tinder late Wednesday night. I'd gotten home from a first date with a very attractive woman with absolutely no spark I knew there wouldn't be a second date and that was fine. Laying on the couch, flipping through the profiles, I swiped right on a very attractive younger woman. I didn't look at her profile and moved on. A couple minutes later I got a notification that she swiped right on me. So, I figured I'd check out her full profile this time and saw she was transgendered. That was fine - I'm pansexual. I've had sex with women, men and transgendered people and had fun. So I looked at her pictures and she was really very good looking. Like, that can't be real. Like this is a catfish or just some guy trying to get off on line.
She looked familiar, but since the pictures were not professionally shot, I couldn't place her. I don't watch a lot transgendered porn - I've seen it and jerked off to it but it's not my usual spank material. I would recognize Taylor Rain or Trenton Ducati anywhere because I've jerked to them so often. Transgender porn stars? It's a little trickier.
So I took screen shots of her photos and did a Google image search - I was not gonna be fooled. But nothing came back…So…Okay. I'll play ball. I messaged her. And she messaged back. We talked about what we were doing, pretty basic stuff. So, I ruled out that she was a sex bot advertising a website or anything.
We live near one another and again she knew enough specific information about our neighborhoods to offset some doubts. We chatted on Tinder for another hour and she told me her line of work. I apologized for not knowing her work but said she looked familiar. She said she preferred those who were not familiar with her work to super fans. She suggested meeting the next day for coffee. I was intrigued and said sure. We exchanged numbers and said good night. And then I Googled her. She was hot - very hot. The face and body of a college girl combined with a fat dick. I jerked off to one of her videos and went to sleep.
I texted the next day to tell her I was in her neighborhood for work. We agreed to meet at a nearby Starbucks for coffee. Typically, I like to actually talk to the other person before meeting. Less chance of being catfished. But I skipped that requirement this time. I dunno why. I suppose I didn't really care if I was being catfished or not. I was gonna be at that Starbucks getting coffee anyway, if she wanted to join me even better.
I grabbed a table near the door and 10 minutes later she walked in. It was undoubtedly her. She was not done up like a porn star, obviously, but she looked amazing. Like a super hot college girl. I've been out with transgendered women before and had fun and they were very attractive but they still had some masculine qualities - a lower voice? Muscular-ish arms? Man hands? It never bothered me because I liked them. But she had none of that. This woman who I masturbated to the night before and was now sitting across the table from me appeared to be the most demure college co-ed. Totally, 100 percent passable. And I was the only person in that Starbucks who knew she had a fat cock beneath her tiny jean shorts.
We talked for 30 minutes; she was cool, funny, interesting, smart. I felt totally at ease and believe she did, too. I didn't have a lot of time, I had a ton of work to do. She wanted to go Christmas shopping and I offered to drive her to the mall.
As we got into my car, I asked to kiss her - just wanted to get any awkwardness out of the way. We kissed, she had killer lips. It was hot. And then we drove to the mall.
It's the holiday season, so parking was murder. We found some spots on the top floor of the garage. We parked and continued making out. I felt her amazing 34D breasts, they were absolutely perfect. I've felt fake breasts before, but these were so well-done. I pinched her nipples and we continued making out. I reached down and felt her cock bulging through her jean shorts.
She undid the shorts and lowered them slightly, looking around for passer by. I lowered her panties and out sprang her beautiful cock. I immediately started sucking it. She held the back of my head down so I could suck it all in. It was amazing. We kissed and I said "Hey, wanna skip shopping and go back to my apartment?" to which she replied with an enthusiastic "Yes!"
We drove off, I kept my hand on her cock for most of the ride. We'd try to cover up if we approached a truck at a stop light, but the rest of the time I was stroking her and imagining that cock back in my mouth.
"My apartment is such a mess," I warned her. "I was not expecting company."
"It's fine, I don't care," she said.
We got to my apartment, I let her in and closed the door and we began ripping each other's clothes off as people do in these situations. My windows were all wide open - anyone could see in. I asked "Do you mind that anyone can see?" And she said "No way" I immediately fell to my knees and started sucking her big cock. It tasted so good, it felt so good. I looked up and saw the most feminine looking face looking down at me. Such a weird (and hot) juxtaposition.
"Let's go to the bedroom," I said.
She immediately laid down and I went back to sucking that gorgeous cock, sucking her tits, kissing her lips, biting her lip. she sat up and removed my jock strap revealing my smaller cock.She started sucking me. Oh god those lips felt amazing.
We went back and forth sucking and sucking some more before she said "I'm gonna cum" and exploded on her abdomen. I licked it up, it was so delicious. I came soon thereafter.
We toweled off, she sat on my chest with her cock on my abdomen and we talked etc. I'd already blown off two hours of work. Sadly I couldn't blow off anymore.
"So, you weren't catfishing me, I guess," I said. She laughed.
I drove her back to the mall, we made out some more and talked about meeting again. I'm keeping my fingers crossed.
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