Charlie, An OC ladyboy.
Seeing her photos, I thought she was beautiful. Soft looking, pale skin. Creamy white, not what you would expect since she was of Vietnamese descent. Slim and fit, petite and feminine, as only a beautiful ladyboy could be. Long straight, light colored hair, almost white, like a anime goddess. She wore a bikini in the photos and in one of them, you could see a cute, little bulge in her bikini bottoms. I thought she was so sexy and I was so very curious.
Charlie's ad said she gave massages. The address and phone number provided were for a massage business not too far away. I decided to give into my urges and to give it, and her, a try.
The drive there was filled with anxious anticipation. How far would she take this massage, this experience? How far would I? Nerves gave way to excitement when I thought about her body. A sexy, petite hottie with something extra. Actually, her "extra" was the best part. Somehow, for some reason, I had become so attracted to ladyboys and cock. Maybe it was from denying myself the experience for so long. The unknown, the unknown pleasures of touching and arousing a cock. Feeling it, sucking it, tasting it. The unknown, the forbidden, it only gives it more power and only makes you want it even more. I didn't know what I was in for, but I did know that given the chance, I would suck her cock. THAT, I'll admit, was the most exciting part. Admitting it, at least to myself. Besides, what happens between Charlie and I, I told myself, was no one else's business.
Inside, there was a small waiting room. Thankfully, no one else was there. The lady at the desk asked if I was there for anyone in particular. When I answered, "Charlie" she didn't seem surprised. She is very popular, I imagined. Then, from behind a dark curtain, she stepped out. I immediately recognized the long, straight, pale white hair, the small, petite and feminine frame, the pretty face. With a soft, easy smile, she said hello. Can someone actually fall in love at first sight? I may have rignt there, on the spot.
Well, for sure I fell in lust! She was everything I had dreamed of. I felt myself stir just seeing her and being near her. Dressed in a white coat, she lead me back past the curtain and several doors, to our door. She opened it and we stepped in. Dimly lit by a scented candle and a lamp, the room oozed a certain raw, sexual energy. With little more than a massage table, there was no mistaking that this room was simply about one's pleasure. I turned to Charlie for direction. I was somewhat nervous, it being my first time in a place like this and with a woman like this. Yet, seeing her was pure desire. I'm sure see could see it in my eyes. She had probably seen it in many other men's eyes. Lust, desire, an urgency to explore the forbidden. In my eyes, I wonder if she had seen how I wanted to hold her in my arms, bring my lips to hers, to kiss her hard, passionately. Feeling her body next to mine. Letting her feel how hard I had become as I pressed my cock between us. Taking her cock in my hand, driving my tongue into her mouth. Gripping and squeezing that tight, little ass!
I can't, I couldn't, this was a business, this is just a massage. How could I let my desires and imagination run so wild? Gosh, she is beautiful! That face! That body! "Contain yourself! Get a grip, Paul!" I had started to talk to myself, thankfully just in my head though. My mind raced, my horny lust just beneath the surface. Handing me a towel, Charlie said, "Here, put this on." I undressed right there in front of her. I wanted her to see me. I wanted her to know her affect on me. My freed, semi erect cock swayed from side to side. It felt amazing, unrestrained and out in the open. I could feel her eyes on me. I took my time, wrapping amd unwrapping the towel around my waist several times. Each time, the fabic rubbing against me making my cock harder and harder. "Lay down on your stomach." Her soft voice, her cute little accent. I so wanted to bend her over that table right then and there. I so wanted to pound my cock into that tight, cute, little asshole. Feeling her firm, small ass cheeks against my groin, building my orgasm uncontrollably with each thrust. "Just lay down, Paul. It's just a massage." Charlie slipped out of her white robe and revealed her sexy, bikini clad body. I have no doubt my eyes exploded out of their sockets. "Don't stare!" I told myself. I can't stare! "Just one more look! Gosh, she looks amazing!
Charlie's small, soft hands started to knead and rub me. Beginning at my feet, it's amazing how much tension is held in the soles. I felt almost instantly relaxed and moved my hips just slightly. Just enough to rub my cock on the table and feel my wonderful, sticky pre cum start to leak. Up my calves, over the backs of my thighs. Her fingers, pushing, pressing into my inner thighs, so close to my ass. Pushing them lower, deeper, just inches from my balls. Now over and across my ass, reaching just under the towel. "Fuck, why did that feel so good?"
Charlie moved to my back as sighs and ah's escaped my lips. Coming into focus now, just at my eye line, her slim hips and waist in those little bikini bottoms! The tight material holding against her balls, form fitting around the bulge of her cock. My mouth watered, if she were to pull them down and offer it to me I would undoubtedly lick and suck and pleasure her for as long as she would let me. The thoughts I was having! Sucking cock? Wanting her to gag me? Even wanting her to explode in my mouth and fill it with her cum? What was happening?!?
My eyes were fixed and bore into her. She knew it and moved seductively. A slight, soft movement of her hips. Letting me see every angle of her bikini clad package. She moved up to my shoulders, now directly in front of me. I knew how close she, it, must be to me. Her cock maybe just inches away. Do I dare look up? Can I be that bold? Turning my face from the side to facing her, there might be no going back. Fuck, I'm so horny! Fuck, I'm so turned on! Nervous, a lump in my throat, I did it. I lifted my head and faced her, my chin on the table, my eyes locked on her. She so knew what she was doing. She probably did this every time. Fuck, she was so sexy! She ran her hands down my back causing her to lean forward and in turn, press her penis agasint my face. I felt it, I was going out of my mind! Back to my shoulders, her hands rubbed me, then back again to my lower back. Sliding down me, leaning into me, I moved my mouth to her bulge and felt her soft little cock on my lips through her bikini. Oh, how could I be so lost in this? I throbbed as I wriggled and tried to adjust my cock beneath me. Charlie knew it was time.
"Roll over, now." Gosh, I loved her voice. I was completley infatuated. My hard cock throbbed and bounced under the towel. I wanted to touch her. I wanted to take her. I wanted to tell her how much I desired her, but I layed silent. Only the sounds of my heavy breathing filled the room. She snaked her hand under the towel, finally touching my hard dick and I moaned out loud. Embarrashed, but so in need of release, I squirmed on the table as I felt her wonderful little fingers caress me. Gripping my shaft, she stroked me. I felt on edge, I felt as if I was going out of my mind. Her amazing grip on me. Please, please make me cum! I remained silent, but my inner voice was screaming. Please, oh yes, please!!! So close, so near orgasm. Oh gosh, please! I couldn't help it, I reached up and felt her ass. Oh, she felt so good! Petite, firm, shapely... perfect. She was surprised, but did not pull away. Just right on the edge, I squeezed her ass amd she stroked me harder, faster. My legs tensed, my body trembled. Her perfect, little ass in my hand sent me over the top and I exploded into the towel.
Soft, long, full length strokes milked every drop from me as I continued to caress her sweet ass. I should of stopped, but I did not want to. Eventually, Charlie moved away and picked up her robe. "You know," she said, "I give private massages at my apartment."
Charlie's ad said she gave massages. The address and phone number provided were for a massage business not too far away. I decided to give into my urges and to give it, and her, a try.
The drive there was filled with anxious anticipation. How far would she take this massage, this experience? How far would I? Nerves gave way to excitement when I thought about her body. A sexy, petite hottie with something extra. Actually, her "extra" was the best part. Somehow, for some reason, I had become so attracted to ladyboys and cock. Maybe it was from denying myself the experience for so long. The unknown, the unknown pleasures of touching and arousing a cock. Feeling it, sucking it, tasting it. The unknown, the forbidden, it only gives it more power and only makes you want it even more. I didn't know what I was in for, but I did know that given the chance, I would suck her cock. THAT, I'll admit, was the most exciting part. Admitting it, at least to myself. Besides, what happens between Charlie and I, I told myself, was no one else's business.
Inside, there was a small waiting room. Thankfully, no one else was there. The lady at the desk asked if I was there for anyone in particular. When I answered, "Charlie" she didn't seem surprised. She is very popular, I imagined. Then, from behind a dark curtain, she stepped out. I immediately recognized the long, straight, pale white hair, the small, petite and feminine frame, the pretty face. With a soft, easy smile, she said hello. Can someone actually fall in love at first sight? I may have rignt there, on the spot.
Well, for sure I fell in lust! She was everything I had dreamed of. I felt myself stir just seeing her and being near her. Dressed in a white coat, she lead me back past the curtain and several doors, to our door. She opened it and we stepped in. Dimly lit by a scented candle and a lamp, the room oozed a certain raw, sexual energy. With little more than a massage table, there was no mistaking that this room was simply about one's pleasure. I turned to Charlie for direction. I was somewhat nervous, it being my first time in a place like this and with a woman like this. Yet, seeing her was pure desire. I'm sure see could see it in my eyes. She had probably seen it in many other men's eyes. Lust, desire, an urgency to explore the forbidden. In my eyes, I wonder if she had seen how I wanted to hold her in my arms, bring my lips to hers, to kiss her hard, passionately. Feeling her body next to mine. Letting her feel how hard I had become as I pressed my cock between us. Taking her cock in my hand, driving my tongue into her mouth. Gripping and squeezing that tight, little ass!
I can't, I couldn't, this was a business, this is just a massage. How could I let my desires and imagination run so wild? Gosh, she is beautiful! That face! That body! "Contain yourself! Get a grip, Paul!" I had started to talk to myself, thankfully just in my head though. My mind raced, my horny lust just beneath the surface. Handing me a towel, Charlie said, "Here, put this on." I undressed right there in front of her. I wanted her to see me. I wanted her to know her affect on me. My freed, semi erect cock swayed from side to side. It felt amazing, unrestrained and out in the open. I could feel her eyes on me. I took my time, wrapping amd unwrapping the towel around my waist several times. Each time, the fabic rubbing against me making my cock harder and harder. "Lay down on your stomach." Her soft voice, her cute little accent. I so wanted to bend her over that table right then and there. I so wanted to pound my cock into that tight, cute, little asshole. Feeling her firm, small ass cheeks against my groin, building my orgasm uncontrollably with each thrust. "Just lay down, Paul. It's just a massage." Charlie slipped out of her white robe and revealed her sexy, bikini clad body. I have no doubt my eyes exploded out of their sockets. "Don't stare!" I told myself. I can't stare! "Just one more look! Gosh, she looks amazing!
Charlie's small, soft hands started to knead and rub me. Beginning at my feet, it's amazing how much tension is held in the soles. I felt almost instantly relaxed and moved my hips just slightly. Just enough to rub my cock on the table and feel my wonderful, sticky pre cum start to leak. Up my calves, over the backs of my thighs. Her fingers, pushing, pressing into my inner thighs, so close to my ass. Pushing them lower, deeper, just inches from my balls. Now over and across my ass, reaching just under the towel. "Fuck, why did that feel so good?"
Charlie moved to my back as sighs and ah's escaped my lips. Coming into focus now, just at my eye line, her slim hips and waist in those little bikini bottoms! The tight material holding against her balls, form fitting around the bulge of her cock. My mouth watered, if she were to pull them down and offer it to me I would undoubtedly lick and suck and pleasure her for as long as she would let me. The thoughts I was having! Sucking cock? Wanting her to gag me? Even wanting her to explode in my mouth and fill it with her cum? What was happening?!?
My eyes were fixed and bore into her. She knew it and moved seductively. A slight, soft movement of her hips. Letting me see every angle of her bikini clad package. She moved up to my shoulders, now directly in front of me. I knew how close she, it, must be to me. Her cock maybe just inches away. Do I dare look up? Can I be that bold? Turning my face from the side to facing her, there might be no going back. Fuck, I'm so horny! Fuck, I'm so turned on! Nervous, a lump in my throat, I did it. I lifted my head and faced her, my chin on the table, my eyes locked on her. She so knew what she was doing. She probably did this every time. Fuck, she was so sexy! She ran her hands down my back causing her to lean forward and in turn, press her penis agasint my face. I felt it, I was going out of my mind! Back to my shoulders, her hands rubbed me, then back again to my lower back. Sliding down me, leaning into me, I moved my mouth to her bulge and felt her soft little cock on my lips through her bikini. Oh, how could I be so lost in this? I throbbed as I wriggled and tried to adjust my cock beneath me. Charlie knew it was time.
"Roll over, now." Gosh, I loved her voice. I was completley infatuated. My hard cock throbbed and bounced under the towel. I wanted to touch her. I wanted to take her. I wanted to tell her how much I desired her, but I layed silent. Only the sounds of my heavy breathing filled the room. She snaked her hand under the towel, finally touching my hard dick and I moaned out loud. Embarrashed, but so in need of release, I squirmed on the table as I felt her wonderful little fingers caress me. Gripping my shaft, she stroked me. I felt on edge, I felt as if I was going out of my mind. Her amazing grip on me. Please, please make me cum! I remained silent, but my inner voice was screaming. Please, oh yes, please!!! So close, so near orgasm. Oh gosh, please! I couldn't help it, I reached up and felt her ass. Oh, she felt so good! Petite, firm, shapely... perfect. She was surprised, but did not pull away. Just right on the edge, I squeezed her ass amd she stroked me harder, faster. My legs tensed, my body trembled. Her perfect, little ass in my hand sent me over the top and I exploded into the towel.
Soft, long, full length strokes milked every drop from me as I continued to caress her sweet ass. I should of stopped, but I did not want to. Eventually, Charlie moved away and picked up her robe. "You know," she said, "I give private massages at my apartment."
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