Batwoman meets Catwoman Part One
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When I was 27 years old and single, I really liked going to shows at night, to nightclubs, especially when it came to beautiful women. One day I went to a transvestite show and was fascinated.
These men dressed as women groomed themselves more than any of the women he knew; her wardrobe, her makeup, even her movements, were more feminine than any woman's.
I started visiting an exclusive nightclub, where every night there were transvestite performances imitating well-known artists and singers.
I was going alone, and I sat at one of the first tables, enjoying the show to my heart's content. As soon as I saw those slender bodies clad in stockings, with dresses, seductively made up, and with such feminine gestures, I was dying of excitement.
I imagined caressing those legs with stockings, kissing those backs with low-cut dresses, feeling those delicate hands caressing my body, tasting the taste of lipstick on those painted lips.
As I went to the show every night, I was already known there, even sometimes the transvestites would blow kisses in the air from the stage when they played a flirtatious singer. Of course, I was blushing.
At the end of the show, when I returned home, excited and with the member about to burst, I would lie down and conjure up the witnessed images, I would fantasize and masturbate one, two and even three times, extremely excited with those masculine bodies so femininely arranged .
My fever was such that one day I decided to take photos and asked permission to take photos of them on stage. From my table I took photos of each character, photos that I knew would help me masturbate daily.
When the show ended, a waiter told me that "the girls" had told me to go to the rooms they used as dressing rooms, as they would pose together for my camera.
I gladly asked where I was going and he pointed the way, smiling mischievously as he pointed to the hallway and stairs.
I got to the room and the door was ajar, and I knocked shyly.
A crossdresser immediately came out. She was a tall, beautiful girl with long black hair, beautiful eyes, and an evening dress.
"Come over and sit down, we'll take care of you right away," he said in a hoarse but caressing voice.
We sat in a few armchairs facing each other and began to talk, he asked me my name, my age, what I do and I think he noticed my shyness, because he smiled maliciously. She said her name was Elizabeth.
Her leg was crossed and part of her thighs were showing because she was wearing a short dress. I kept looking at his legs, which had me in a high degree of excitement, as if the member wanted to get out of my pants on his own.
Suddenly there was a tapping sound from outside the room and she said "well, I'll leave you for a moment, I'm going to give my makeup a touch up" and she stood up to leave immediately.
Immediately another crossdresser entered the room and I gasped.
She was wearing a transparent nightgown and underneath a small bra and a thong, a garter belt and white stockings. She wore white high-heeled sneakers, and her red and painted lips wore a seductive smile.
"I'm Karina," he told me in a voice so husky and sensual that it reached my testicles making my penis jump with excitement.
He held out his hand and standing up I took it and without thinking, I brought it to my lips and devoutly kissed his hand, which had long red nails.
"I am Antonio," I told him.
He invited me to have a drink and from the servibar he took out a drink that I began to drink. I started to relax a little and talk, I told him that he was single, that I admired his show because they became real women and could seduce any man, that he had taken many photos of him.
He put music on a little tape recorder on the table and turned off most of the lights and asked me to dance.
He hesitated a bit and took my hands, stretched me out and I stood up leaving my camera on the couch.
She immediately hugged me and I felt her small breasts, I breathed in her woman's perfume and felt her warmth.
I took her waist and wanted to feel her closer, I wanted her to feel my penis about to burst.
We danced to various tunes and the closeness, the excitement and the moment made our lips meet. I tasted her lipstick, her tongue. His hands caressed my neck, face and chest, while I caressed his back and waist.
We caressed through our clothes and after a while I felt his hands taking off my belt and shirt, opening my pants.
I finished taking off my pants and shoes while Karina lay down on the bed. I didn't even remember the photos anymore.
I knelt at the foot of the bed and stroked her legs. I took off his shoes and kissed his feet. My lips traveled over her legs, her knees, her feet. I got on the bed and, lying down, I continued kissing his legs, while I felt his hands taking off my underwear. His fingers caressed my member, my testicles, my buttocks.
I was in heaven. My hands and my tongue reached the edge of the stockings running over it over and over again. My lips went to her feet and through the thin stockings I began to suck her little fingers.
His moans drove me crazy. I think I discovered a point of arousal in her body, because she hugged me and pressed her crotch to my abdomen when I was sucking her fingers.
"Wait, please, wait ..." he told me in his hoarse voice.
He separated from me and made me lie down. My penis was stiff and pointing upward. She quickly took off her thong and placed it on me; Taking my member with his right hand, he guided it to his rear, nailing it slowly, very slowly.
I felt that I was burning and it was squeezing me a lot. Although she looked experienced, her ass was tight and delicious.
He was riding me slowly. My hands went to her small breasts that I discovered gently removing her nightgown and bra.
His legs were glued to my sides and his hands caressed my chest.
End Part I
These men dressed as women groomed themselves more than any of the women he knew; her wardrobe, her makeup, even her movements, were more feminine than any woman's.
I started visiting an exclusive nightclub, where every night there were transvestite performances imitating well-known artists and singers.
I was going alone, and I sat at one of the first tables, enjoying the show to my heart's content. As soon as I saw those slender bodies clad in stockings, with dresses, seductively made up, and with such feminine gestures, I was dying of excitement.
I imagined caressing those legs with stockings, kissing those backs with low-cut dresses, feeling those delicate hands caressing my body, tasting the taste of lipstick on those painted lips.
As I went to the show every night, I was already known there, even sometimes the transvestites would blow kisses in the air from the stage when they played a flirtatious singer. Of course, I was blushing.
At the end of the show, when I returned home, excited and with the member about to burst, I would lie down and conjure up the witnessed images, I would fantasize and masturbate one, two and even three times, extremely excited with those masculine bodies so femininely arranged .
My fever was such that one day I decided to take photos and asked permission to take photos of them on stage. From my table I took photos of each character, photos that I knew would help me masturbate daily.
When the show ended, a waiter told me that "the girls" had told me to go to the rooms they used as dressing rooms, as they would pose together for my camera.
I gladly asked where I was going and he pointed the way, smiling mischievously as he pointed to the hallway and stairs.
I got to the room and the door was ajar, and I knocked shyly.
A crossdresser immediately came out. She was a tall, beautiful girl with long black hair, beautiful eyes, and an evening dress.
"Come over and sit down, we'll take care of you right away," he said in a hoarse but caressing voice.
We sat in a few armchairs facing each other and began to talk, he asked me my name, my age, what I do and I think he noticed my shyness, because he smiled maliciously. She said her name was Elizabeth.
Her leg was crossed and part of her thighs were showing because she was wearing a short dress. I kept looking at his legs, which had me in a high degree of excitement, as if the member wanted to get out of my pants on his own.
Suddenly there was a tapping sound from outside the room and she said "well, I'll leave you for a moment, I'm going to give my makeup a touch up" and she stood up to leave immediately.
Immediately another crossdresser entered the room and I gasped.
She was wearing a transparent nightgown and underneath a small bra and a thong, a garter belt and white stockings. She wore white high-heeled sneakers, and her red and painted lips wore a seductive smile.
"I'm Karina," he told me in a voice so husky and sensual that it reached my testicles making my penis jump with excitement.
He held out his hand and standing up I took it and without thinking, I brought it to my lips and devoutly kissed his hand, which had long red nails.
"I am Antonio," I told him.
He invited me to have a drink and from the servibar he took out a drink that I began to drink. I started to relax a little and talk, I told him that he was single, that I admired his show because they became real women and could seduce any man, that he had taken many photos of him.
He put music on a little tape recorder on the table and turned off most of the lights and asked me to dance.
He hesitated a bit and took my hands, stretched me out and I stood up leaving my camera on the couch.
She immediately hugged me and I felt her small breasts, I breathed in her woman's perfume and felt her warmth.
I took her waist and wanted to feel her closer, I wanted her to feel my penis about to burst.
We danced to various tunes and the closeness, the excitement and the moment made our lips meet. I tasted her lipstick, her tongue. His hands caressed my neck, face and chest, while I caressed his back and waist.
We caressed through our clothes and after a while I felt his hands taking off my belt and shirt, opening my pants.
I finished taking off my pants and shoes while Karina lay down on the bed. I didn't even remember the photos anymore.
I knelt at the foot of the bed and stroked her legs. I took off his shoes and kissed his feet. My lips traveled over her legs, her knees, her feet. I got on the bed and, lying down, I continued kissing his legs, while I felt his hands taking off my underwear. His fingers caressed my member, my testicles, my buttocks.
I was in heaven. My hands and my tongue reached the edge of the stockings running over it over and over again. My lips went to her feet and through the thin stockings I began to suck her little fingers.
His moans drove me crazy. I think I discovered a point of arousal in her body, because she hugged me and pressed her crotch to my abdomen when I was sucking her fingers.
"Wait, please, wait ..." he told me in his hoarse voice.
He separated from me and made me lie down. My penis was stiff and pointing upward. She quickly took off her thong and placed it on me; Taking my member with his right hand, he guided it to his rear, nailing it slowly, very slowly.
I felt that I was burning and it was squeezing me a lot. Although she looked experienced, her ass was tight and delicious.
He was riding me slowly. My hands went to her small breasts that I discovered gently removing her nightgown and bra.
His legs were glued to my sides and his hands caressed my chest.
End Part I
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