A Night in Moscow with Trance
A Night in Moscow with a Trans Woman.
Good afternoon or good night to everyone! My name is Alexander. I've been reading stories on this site for a long time, but I never got around to writing about my own life—well, I'm not a writer. So, I'm 32, married—she's a beauty. Since childhood, I've loved wearing women's clothes. There was no father in the family, so I guess the atmosphere had an effect. I always looked with envy at girls dressed sexily. As a child, I wore my mom's and sister's clothes; there was a lot of makeup since it was a household of women.
I had an insane desire to have sex with a trans woman. Once, I had a business trip to Moscow, and it so happened that I arrived a day early. I spent the whole day
online looking for a cool trans girl, and I found what I needed. We agreed on the financial compensation and a meeting in my hotel room.So, the long-awaited evening arrived. I changed into women's lingerie: a bustier, thong panties, stockings with a garter belt, and a tracksuit over it. I got out some fruit and champagne and started waiting for Angelika, as she introduced herself on the phone. Honestly, I was very nervous.
Nine o'clock, there was a knock at the door. She was dressed in a stunning mink coat trimmed with chinchilla. A silk scarf was tied around Angelika's neck.
Through her blouse, a black bra was clearly visible. The sight took my breath away, and I stared at her as if spellbound.
The girl was all business: "Money for the night upfront, baby." I took out the money and offered to have a glass of champagne to get acquainted. We sat down and started chatting amiably about nothing, as the whole night was still ahead. Then Angelika told me she was an unusual girl, to which I replied that I was an unusual guy too. "That's intriguing," said Angelika. "And what does your unusualness consist of? You know about me, that I have a surprise between my legs. What about you? Either you don't have one there, or it's very small," she said with a smirk. "No, everything's fine with that," I replied. "Then what surprise awaits me?" asked Angelika. "Don't rush," I answered. "I think you'll like it."
After having another glass of champagne, we relaxed, and Angelika suggested dancing a bit and then moving on to sex. While dancing, I started caressing Angelika slowly and felt her little guy starting to grow. It was so unusual—such a cool girl and a cock. I wanted to see this wonder in person and started undressing Angelika slowly. First, the blouse fell, then the skirt slowly dropped, and there she was in all her glory—a cock bursting out of tiny, transparent thongs.
Angelika was sexy and beautiful like that: a cool, transparent bustier through which her nipples poked, transparent thongs with a beautiful cock, stockings, and boots on high stilettos. Sexuality emanated from her. "Well, Sasha, how do you like me?" "Super. Now maybe you'll reveal your secret?" "Yes, Angelika, now I'll ask you to undress me, if you don't mind." "Of course, baby." With these words, she started unzipping my tracksuit top. "Wow!!!" said Angelika. "A beautiful bustier. Let's take off the pants." "Yes, baby." "And the garter belt with stockings and thongs... you have great taste. Now I understand your secret. You want to become a girl? Or a bitch?"
— I think the second one would suit me better, what do you think?" "Let me take a good look at you. A little makeup, I have a wig in my bag, and I think I can help turn the guy Alexander into the bitch Sveta.
Angelika took out makeup and worked on my face. After applying the makeup, she helped me put on a red wig since I had short hair.
And then Angelika led me to the mirror. There I saw a beautiful girl. Rough facial features were more than compensated by a slender body with long legs, a thin but cute and toned ass. The makeup and wig gave my face femininity. I thought I would gladly fuck such an unusual girl, even despite the zero cup size. I walked around the room, swaying my hips. Angelika watched me. I liked feeling like a girl. I went up to the mirror and stared at my reflection again. Angelika hugged me from behind and started stroking my cock with her hands:
— My girl, let me call you Sveta." Angelika started kissing and caressing me tenderly. I got all worked up and felt her gently pressing on my shoulders, and I started to sink down. And then, before me, her erect cock appeared. I examined it with interest—it was about twenty centimeters long and quite thick. The balls and cock were shaved, only a strip of short hair was left on the pubic area. The cock pulsed with veins, and pre-cum was already flowing from the hole on the head. I liked Angelika's cock; I wanted to kiss it, lick it, feel its taste. I involuntarily licked my dry lips and, swallowing saliva, looked into Angelika's eyes. She smiled, ran her hand through my hair, and said:
— Sveta, sweetie, take it in your mouth. I assure you, you'll really like it.
First, I touched the cock with my hands, then, holding it by the base, kissed the head. I really liked this new feeling. I licked the cock like a tasty candy, then with delight started sucking it deeper, impaling my lustful little mouth onto Angelika's equipment. "Yes, sweetie, like that, keep going, baby," Angelika said in between moans, which rewarded my efforts without any words...
A multitude of thoughts raced through my head: I'm a bitch who has a beautiful trans girl's cock in her mouth, like the lowest whore. Those who have tried taking it in their mouth know how awesome it is to suck. And then came the moment when I felt her tense up, grabbing my head and thrusting her cock into my throat its full length, her balls hitting my chin... Oooo, I know what happens in such cases—she started cumming in my mouth. A stream hit my throat like a fountain, like a volcanic eruption, spilling out and gradually filling my entire mouth. Even though I swallowed it, it trickled out in a small stream from the corner of my lips. I licked her cock clean so not a single drop was wasted. She stroked my head and said what a cool bitch I was... "You're just an insatiable slut," said Angelika, but it sounded like approval.
— Don't you want to try it in the ass?" Angelika asked with a glint of cunning in her eyes.
The prospect of being fucked overwhelmed me. "I sure do." "Then get on all fours."
I obediently got on my knees on the sofa and leaned my hands on the back. Angelika knelt behind me and spread the cheeks of my ass with her hands. I turned to see how she would do it and saw her approaching my hole with her tongue. Immediately feeling the tip of a warm tongue touch my anus, I felt fabulous pleasure. Angelika licked my ass skillfully. I felt every movement of her rough tongue, every kiss of her lips on my hole. I was in ecstasy when she, feeling I had relaxed, tried to enter the tip of her tongue into my hole. She didn't succeed and slowly inserted her index finger there. A wave of new sensations washed over my brain. When I came to, Angelika was already energetically working her finger in my ass. It was so pleasant that I started moving my rear to meet her.
Angelika added her middle finger to the index finger and started fucking me with two fingers. Sweet pain at the base of my ass spread through my body. With her other hand, Angelika jerked my cock and licked my balls with her tongue. I snorted with pleasure.
Suddenly, everything stopped. I came to and looked back. "What? Why did you stop?"
— It'll be better now. Sveta, I'm going to break your cherry for real." And I saw Angelika stand up and position her standing rod at my ass. She spat saliva into her palm and rubbed it on the head. With a sharp movement, she plunged into my heated hole. I didn't even have time to get scared. Wild pain pierced me; I screamed, tears streamed from my eyes. "Don't!" I shouted and tried to break free, but Angelika's hands held my hips firmly... The cock went so deep into my ass that I lost consciousness. "It's okay, Sveta, endure it a little longer. The pain will pass, and pleasure will take its place, I promise you. You'll soon be begging to have your ass impaled on my cock.
When I came to, she was fucking me. Oh! Yes! Now I understand what it feels like to have a cock in your ass. This pulsating thick thing clearly delivers unearthly pleasures. I felt it penetrate me, parting the flesh. I felt its hard firmness and tender flexibility simultaneously.
Angelika started fucking me, first slowly, then faster. "You have such a tight ass, my cock feels like it's wrapped in hot silk," she whispered. I was in ecstasy; I tried to get as much as possible and simultaneously give her pleasure. And she fucked and fucked fiercely. Suddenly, she stopped. "What's wrong?" I was already trembling with wild desire and excitement. "Do you like it?" "Very much. I beg you, continue." I grabbed her hips and pulled her towards me, immediately feeling the head of her cock pushing into me. Angelika didn't lie to me, and indeed, pleasure replaced the pain. I was already moaning with pleasure, my back was arched, and I even started wiggling my ass.
It felt like a volcano was erupting inside me, and hot lava was spreading, filling my entire being. Pulling her cock out of me and releasing my legs, she simply fell on top of me. I stroked her back and thought—Well, now my ass is no longer virgin, but damn, I liked it, and how! And life sure has such twists.
Angelika, peeling herself off me—we were both covered in my cum—slapped my ass. "You'll make a great bitch," and sent me to the bathroom to wash. Barely able to stand, my legs wouldn't obey. I felt cum flowing out of my fucked-out hole and slowly trickling down my stockings.