HE DIDN'T KNOW I WAS TRANS...

We made out for a bit longer and then he took me by the hand, leading me out of the club. It was a warm night, I was glad my hotel was only a few blocks away, and we stopped between streets to make out some more. At one point he squeezed my ass and I let my hand cup his dick, which I could feel was already hard.

Once inside my room, he pushed me up against the wall and started to kiss me harder, and his hands drifted to the edge of my straps, pushing them down. "Damn...those are fantastic tits." His hands skimmed over my nipples and got me even more excited as he kissed me again. But I also knew we were getting to the point where he'd want to see more, and I wanted to have him hooked before that happened.

Pushing him back, the bed was in the middle of the room. The guy had no idea what he'd earned that night just by being confident. As we approached the bed I unbuckled his belt and he quickly skimmed his pants down. His dick was wonderfully hard and the perfect length.

My dress was already down so he could see my tits, and I knelt down quickly between his legs. He gasped as I took him into my mouth. Sucking him hard, I moaned around his dick, knowing he could feel the vibrations and then took him nice and deep so that he groaned loudly and grabbed my hair. "Fuuuckkk...yes..."

Looking into his eyes, I enjoyed seeing him close his after he took his shirt off and then start groaning as I deep-throated him, feeling his head tickle the back of my throat. Long, but just enough not to choke me. Once he was nice and hard and almost begging me for more, I knew it was time to reveal myself to him and enjoy taking control.

What he didn't know was that between my legs was a nice shecock of my own, and it was hard and ready to be pleasured. Once we got to that point, it was rare that a guy would get upset about who they'd been enjoying so far, especially once I got their cock in the back of my throat a few times. After that, they were usually sold on being with a trans woman.