My first Shemale

I spent the night in her room and we did all sorts of imaginable and unimaginable things before dawn. When she thought our lovemaking was over, she moved to the bathroom. The door open I sat on the edge of the bed and watched as she readied herself to shower. I was still as randy as a satyr. As she bent over the sink to do something or other, I moved behind her, dropped to my knees and pried her cheeks apart. Without another word I stuck my face back between them and as far as I could.

I caught her by surprise so at first she flinched but soon enough she stayed bent over and held her cheeks apart as I licked everything between those wonderful globes. I had her bend over further and lavished my tongue and mouth on her anus, balls and cock. After I gave everything a good washing I turned her around and pulled her cock into my mouth as I fondled her chestnuts. A minute or so later she shuddered as I drained her of more of her love offering. When she finally caught her breath she said, “You still want more? Well, buster, you’re going to have more.”

By the time I was back in my room and showered my cock was wonderfully sore; my balls ached delightfully, as did my ass, but it was all so worth it.

Jamie and I met for a quick breakfast. On the plane we managed to get seats together near the back of the plane. As there was no one else near us we misbehaved and ran our hands all over each other.

It took some doing and she resisted several times, but I managed to talk her into going to the toilet with me. Inside I dropped to my knees, pulled down her purple thong, stuck my head under her skirt and hurriedly brought her cock into my mouth as I fondled her balls. “I never thought I’d join the Mile High Club,” I heard her giggle as one hand clung onto the back of my head and she hurriedly pumped her darling cock into my willing mouth. She made little satisfying noises and I knew she was ready before she let a more than respectable load into me.

When at last she stopped convulsing, I licked her clean and she pulled up her thong. We panted as noisily as old fashioned locomotives. When we finally caught our breath she gave me a quick kiss, winked and whispered, “You’re now my sex slave, you little bitch.”