Unforgettable First Time

“Would you like an extra treat, Babe?” asked Jamie.

“Yes. Yes. Yes,” I found myself answering.

“Then may we bind your hands behind your back?”

I thought for a second. Yes, this was part of my fantasy – the idea of being used as a helpless sex object. It would look great on the video and this would be a real turn-on for me later. And I was used to this with my tranny mistress.

“Sure,” I said, “but fix me another G&T please.”

“We have a special guest I’m sure you’re going to like,” said Petra.

“Bring her on!” I said.

“I’ll just text down to the lobby,” said Petra.

While she did this, Jamie fixed me another drink. As I sipped it, she fucked me again with the black dildo, occasionally bringing one of her stiletto-shod feet up under the table to poke and prod at my cock and balls. When I had finished the drink, she came around to take my glass and put a cigarette in my mouth. Then she tied my hands gently behind my back. I kept smoking and let the ash drop on the floor.

There was a knock at the door, which Petra answered. To my shock, the caller was a 6’ guy. I had never felt comfortable with the idea of being fucked by a guy. A transsexual is different. He looked ok, just normal, blue eyes, dark hair. He was staring wide eyed at me. I looked down towards his crotch and could see that clearly he was well endowed. I realised it didn’t really matter anymore – not tonight anyway – so I smiled at him and said, “Hurry up. Get naked and fuck me.” He walked straight in and went for the bar for a tumbler of whiskey, which he downed at once, hardly taking his eyes off me. He was getting hard, I could see through his jeans. He quickly removed his clothes and walked up in front of my face. His cock was bigger than mine and looked really good. I was glad that it didn’t smell. It would have been about 10” and maybe 2” wide, and it was fully hard; he was stroking it. “In my ass,” I said, looking up at him.