1st Exp Tasting TG Cock

[Xochipilli]

Just discovered this forum today, and contrary to general forum etiquette, I'm too impatient to "lurk for a bit" in order to familiarize myself with what passes as "good manners" here. So if I mess up, or say anything "politically incorrect," I hope you will give me a stern warning before banning me.

I have been intrigued by "shemales" since I first encountered them in a copy of High Society in the late 70s. I used to ID as "straight" but I'm probably bi - just don't really feel motivated to have sex with other men, though the idea is a turn on and I like gay porn sometimes. But generally--I'm drawn to the "female form" and all my real life relationships have been with women.

I visited Amsterdam in 2008 for a conference, and on my last night there I decided to finally treat myself to an experience with a trans-girl. I neglected to do proper research ahead of time, so I focused on the "cabins" where girls sit in the windows so you can check them out. I learned that the ones with blue lights, rather than red, were trans.

It was really late when I made my rounds, and I was super nervous. My main goal was to suck some tranny cock, and if she were willing/able, have her cum in my mouth. Not the "safest" of sex practices--but I assumed these girls were healthy and getting tested, etc. so I was willing to be a little "risky" in that regard.

I found 3 or 4 girls I liked and chose one. Right away I thought I made a mistake--there was some sort of vibe with her that I didn't like...but she was hot looking, possibly Brazilian with mixed African background and blue eyes. She invited me into her cabin and I nervously discussed money. 50 euros was her base price for anything--but I was too green to get into specifics, as in, what she offered or was willing to do. Stupid me gave her another 50 up front figuring I would get "twice" of whatever it was I was paying for (even though I had no idea what that was).

However, once she tucked the money away, she started ordering me around--to take my clothes off and lie down on the bed. It seemed she was going to give me head or something, while she remained fully clothed. This wasn't even close to what I wanted, so I asked her if she would let me touch her--AT ALL. She softly replied "No, Amor...." and I realized I had made a huge mistake. I was so embarrassed, I didn't even ask for my money back. Later I figured the first 50 was hers for wasting her time like that, but I could have asked for the second 50 back...but I didn't.

I got dressed and got the hell out of there--feeling like an idiot loser. It was like 3 am at that point and I felt completely defeated. I started walking back to my hotel, which was near the Leidseplein for those of you who know A'dam. Not super-far, but still a fair walk at that time of night. But as I got about a block outside of the District, I turned around and decided to have another go--even though I was already out 100 euros with nothing to show for it but a bruised ego.

I made the rounds of the "blue lights" again - including unwittingly looking in on my ex-GF, "No, Amor..." (which really, really sucked) and found a different Latina-looking girl I liked. This time I negotiated with her before even stepping inside. "Can I suck off?" I asked. "Of course," she replied. "And can you cum?" I queried. "Sure, sure, sure--you suck and I cum in your mouth, OK?" That was the ticket, and she was really nice about it.

I didn't tell her this was my first experience EVER with a shemale, or even with a cock in my mouth. Might have helped things along a bit. I acted as if I did that sort of thing all the time.

She was quite nice looking--very passable, bronze skin, dark medium-length hair with some body to it, and a lovely SA indian/latina face, c-cup-sized breasts, and a nice, big, voluptuous ass. Her name was "Paula" and she was from Venezuela. I mostly spoke Spanish with her--but her English was very good.

One word hiccup occurred at the start of the encounter. She had a small bottle of something, some sort of lotion or ointment she wanted to put on me somewhere. I didn't understand why, but I made a guess later that it was because my feet stank. Ugh! I know, right?! I had showered right before heading down there, but I was wearing sandals, and all that street-walking got my feet into a funk. If I realized it at the time I would have asked to clean my feet in the handy nearby sink. And I don't know for sure that's what she was about with the ointment--it's just a guess. I noticed my feet and tried to keep them down-wind of her as much as possible. (Ed. I wouldn't let her put any of the stuff on me, and she asked a second time when she got closer to my feet to give me head--which is how I later figured out that it may have been to mask the smell of my feet--I felt a bit bad about that part, after the fact.)

I undressed, and she undressed. Her cock started out flaccid, as was mine. She had me lie down on her bed, on my side, where she got on her knees and presented her penis to my mouth. I had no idea what this was going to be like--would it taste "weird" or whatever. I thought "probably not--it's mostly just skin" and it didn't really taste like anything. So I got to sucking, doing things I knew felt good to have done to me--my only guide, really...aside from watching others in porn, etc.

She got hard pretty quick, and that's when things got really fun. I thought her cock was beautiful--noticeably thicker towards the base, nicely-shaped head, and so on. (Funny how some we can find some cocks more "beautiful" than others---made not "funny," but definitely "interesting.") I started to notice the taste of her pre-cum as I sucked and licked her delicious lingam. She was around six or seven US inches long, but I was able to deep-throat her and go "balls deep" (she had balls - no orchi in her case). I tried the trick I'd seen in vids, but never had done to me....taking her cock down my throat while tonguing her balls.

I should mention that this all made me rock hard. I was worried I would be "all talk" when it finally came down to being with such a lady. I really didn't know how I would react--whether my own body would respond. I was super-psyched that it did--that my sexual energy was compatible with this particular trans-lady, at the very least.

I tried putting her on her back, and sucking her that way. I even asked her in Spanish if I could lick her "culo" and she said sure. But--she started losing her erection and had us return to our original configuration, whereupon it quickly re-asserted itself. In fact, I was sucking so enthusiastically (and she was thrusting into my mouth) that the back of my throat got a little sore! Eventually, she came in my mouth, but it didn't taste as strongly as I hoped. (I'm familiar with the taste of my own, you see.) But I wasn't complaining.

Then she wanted to "finish me off" so she gave me a condom, and gave me head while I played with her breasts. Once I came, the party was over and I put my clothes back on. The whole event cost me 80 euros--all the cash I had left for my "adventure." She was really, really sweet. She kissed me goodbye and gave me a card in case I wanted to schedule something with her in the future.

I was all sweaty and in such a rush to leave--not because I wanted to get out of there, but because I thought she was running a business and had to prep for her next prospect--I didn't want to hold her up. I liked her. I wanted her to do well. I was in such a hurry that I opened the door of the cabin wide while she was still completely nude; she let out a sort of "Whoa, whoa!" sound about possibly running afoul of the local rules, I suspect.

When I started walking away a man, who was standing and talking with three or four other men about 15 meters away started shouting at me: "Hey, Blue Light! Hey!!! Come here, Blue Light!" At the time I was really unnerved by this, thinking the worse--that I would be harassed for my non-straight sex entertainment choice, or even robbed. But later I thought of a more likely explanation--he was probably "in the trade" and may have offered me more delights catering to my particular preference. I have no way to know for sure--but his tone was actually friendly, as I recall.

In any event, I had had my fun and needed to get some sleep before catching a flight to London the next day. I actually got lost on the way back to the hotel, so a walk that should have taken me 20 or 25 minutes turned into an hour. Oh well....

A bunch of "drama" occurred when I got to London, because I thought the woman I was visiting had the right to know that I had just sucked a stranger's cock and swallowed their cum for money. But I won't bore you all with those fireworks right now as this post is already long enough.

Great to be here guys!

(How many rules did I just break???)

Xochi