Dance Contest

When she took off her bra and showed those perfect shemale tits, the crowd went crazy screaming and applauding. And what tits! They were so natural-looking that is was hard to imagine they weren't real. They were soft and moved, and had a perky shape, a perfect C cup, I believe. I started imagining what those nipples would feel between my tongue and my teeth, like probably every other guy in the place. Shit, I even felt myself getting hard!

After she had won the dance contest by a landslide, Iris came back to the office where I always give the winner "her" prize. For once, I was nervous as a school-boy. I wanted her, and I didn't want her - shit, in all these years, I've never gotten so much as a blowjob from these "girls". When she came in, I felt the same sexual vibes as when she was on stage, only much stronger. Fuck, I was ready to start begging!

After I had given her her $250 prize money, I asked her to sit down and join me for a drink. She accepted and asked for a chevas and soda. I gave her one and we sat down.

I congratulated her on her victory, her dancing skills and her smile. I felt like an idiot. I also felt hornier than I remember ever feeling. I wanted to touch this beautiful bitch's tits. I wanted to thrust my cock into her mouth. I wanted to see my cum dripping down her chin and chest. "So, how long have you been in town?" I heard myself asking inanely. "Not very long" Iris said, sitting forward and sipping her drink. And then she reached down and unzipped my pants! What could I say? My cock was already hard. Obviously I couldn't say she didn't turn me on. I didn't say anything.

Iris leaned over and started sucking my rod, her tongue licking as she thrust my shaft down her throat. I reached to her and pulled off her top. Her perky breasts had pink nipples. I touched one and it hardened. She groaned a little as she kept sucking my dick. So I leaned toward her and started pinching both her nipples, making them as hard as my cock in no time. Iris kept sucking me, putting my cock deep in her mouth and teasing it. As I kept playing with her nipples, she began wiggling in her chair. She was getting turned on. I felt under her tiny miniskirt, sort of forgetting that "she" wasn't just a she.