My Tranny called Again

I was driving home from work and listening to the radio when all of a sudden my phone rang. I was in no mood to talk to anyone and so I ignored it. A few minutes later, it rang again and with a big frown on my face and frustration in my voice, I picked up the phone.
However, all the frustration and anger turned into nostalgia and fear as soon as I read the name on the phone. It was her, the one who had made my life heaven and hell. We had not spoken in 2 years, and now all of a sudden why is she calling me back? All sorts of thoughts filled my mind and after a few seconds of blacking out, I decided to receive it. As soon as I picked up the phone, a hot voice from the other side said
: “you wanna play?” in a very familiar tone. It frightened me and I disconnected immediately. I parked on the side and for the next 5 minutes, my head was blanked out. What does she want now? Why again? Why me? What is she thinking? I was still searching for answers when the last incident after which I decided to move on started to haunt me. Every single scene, every fucking thing she did was repeating in my head. Our relationship was not a very healthy one, she always was selfish but since I was spell bounded by her beauty and submissive in front of her, she knew she could do anything and I would never complain.
Right from my college days, I had a thing for transgenders. I don’t know why or when I developed a kink for them but whatever, I wanted a no threads attached relationship with a shemale. I started my search for a shemale on a cam site. I found a few but all of them were there for the money. Luckily, a couple of days later, I was able to find Sheena. She was hot, beautiful, had big boobs, a giant dick and loved to flaunt her body. Her voice made me weak and her sexy moves on the cam made sure that I emptied my balls every night. I had developed a liking for her and one day I decided to send her a personal message. So, one random night, I dropped her an email and enquired about one to one session and not virtually. At first, she was reluctant but after we had a few phone calls, she was comfortable and decided to take a step outside the cam world. I picked her from her apartment where she did most of the shoots and cam modelling. It was in a rather posh area and she told me that she has many big profile clients who visit her often and pay huge money. I asked why did she not invite me there, to which she smiled and replied,
“I wanted a casual hook up and also, you do not belong in there sweety!”
Was she mocking me? I gave her a look and told her that I would belong anywhere she would want me to. She smiled back, held my dick, gripped firmer, and asked me to turn back towards her apartment.
We reached her apartment and she asked me to wait in the car and wait for her orders. I agreed and she left. She was near the door when she looked back and asked: “are you sure you wanna play inside?” I nodded yes with a big smile. Her sweet smile turned into a naughty one and she went in. I was thinking what it could be. I had no clue and so I decided to calm down and wait for her. After a good 10 minutes, she came out. She was now in a totally different attire. She had a leather suit on, a blindfold in her hand and walked towards the car in the most seductive way. I could see her erect dick in the leather pants she was wearing. She looked absolutely gorgeous and I wanted to be all over her right away. I kept my calm and let her have the lead. She asked me to get out of the car and so I did. I proceeded towards her and she put the blindfold on my eyes. Before I could say anything, she held me by the dick and took me inside her place. It was all so much fun and sexy.
It was our first time and she already had me wetting my pants. As we entered her house and as the door behind me shut, the scene all of a sudden changed. She turned back, slapped me and asked me to get naked. I followed her direction and I could hear her walking away. What was she planning? Was I in trouble? What the fuck? Anyway, all of it was happening so fast that I had little time to think. I got naked and suddenly heard her sharp voice from behind me asking me to get on my knees. All of it was too sexy for me to resist. I went on my knees and waited for her to tell me something. Suddenly, I felt a cold leather boot stroking my shaft. She removed my blindfold and right in front of me was the hottest ladyboy I had ever seen.She was gorgeous, had the perfect body, smelled great and she was stroking my dick. She asked me to unzip her pants. I did as she said and a big cock, bigger than my own popped out. For the first time in my life, I felt intimidated. While she was still stroking my cock with her boots, she said in a very beautiful manner “this is the cock that you are going to please for the rest of your life.” That was the line that changed my world forever. Like a gentleman and a total bitch, I started sucking that giant dick. I relished each and every inch of that monstrous 10-inch wonder. My manhood was still being stroked by the leather on her foot but did I even care about getting something for myself? Not for a second. I wanted her to be happy and satisfied and so I worked her up with full dedication. While I was at her dick, I tried to move up a little to her boobs and as I held her waist, she kicked my balls and said to control myself. Was I being disciplined? I mean, BDSM? Is it for real? It was hot! I never thought I was going to like being in so much control but man, this was sexy as fuck. I controlled myself for a little while, giving her head, hearing her moan and eventually the stroking stopped. She then held me by my hair and gave me the deepest stare that I have ever seen in my life. I still remember how hard that stare was! She made me stand up and rubbed her boobs in my face. She did it roughly and my nose and lips got all bruised by the buttons on her leather jacket.
She smiled gave me a big kiss and asked me to leave for the night. This was my first encounter with a shemale and It was mind blown. For me, the definition of sex had changed and I wanted this to happen more often so I approached her for a little more than just casual sex. She accepted it because she liked my dedication. I was happy and wanted more of it and for me, this was a win. Little did I know the truth! In fact, did I even care about the truth? I just wanted to worship that godly beauty and be abused by her, suck on her dick, press her boobs, feel the leather on my skin, let her abuse myself – that is all I wanted and that is all I cared about. I moved in with her at her place. Things were good. There were days when I would get a good fuck in my ass and then there were days when I got to fuck her. The orgasms were magnificent and sex with her was anything but normal. However, things changed pretty soon when another man, a businessman expressed his intention of serving her. Her feelings towards me changed. She stopped caring about me, my body, my feelings. She would fuck that bastard and make me wait, watch and then just clean the floor once they were done. I tried to protest but every time I did it, I was punished. I was fucked in the ass not just by her but by that man as well. I never signed up for taking a man’s dick and so one day, I decided to move out. That was the last time I saw her giant dick and worshipped her body. That day, although I was abused I licked and rejoiced her body like I had never done earlier. I was sad since I was leaving her but I was happy that I had saved a little of my self-esteem. And that is how we parted ways.

But today, what was on her mind? Her voice had made me miss the good old days. “Does she want me back? Or is she just looking for someone to fuck her like an animal?” and so, I called her back!

I was driving home from work and listening to the radio when all of a sudden my phone rang. I was in no mood to talk to anyone and so I ignored it. A few minutes later, it rang again and with a big frown on my face and frustration in my voice, I picked up the phone. However, all the frustration and anger turned into nostalgia and fear as soon as I read the name on the phone. It was her, the one who had made my life heaven and hell. We had not spoken in 2 years, and now all of a sudden why is she calling me back? All sorts of thoughts filled my mind and after a few seconds of blacking out, I decided to receive it. As soon as I picked up the phone, a hot voice from the other side said : “you wanna play?” in a very familiar tone. It frightened me and I disconnected immediately. I parked on the side and for the next 5 minutes, my head was blanked out. What does she want now? Why again? Why me? What is she thinking? I was still searching for answers when the last incident after which I decided to move on started to haunt me. Every single scene, every fucking thing she did was repeating in my head. Our relationship was not a very healthy one, she always was selfish but since I was spell bounded by her beauty and submissive in front of her, she knew she could do anything and I would never complain. Right from my college days, I had a thing for transgenders. I don’t know why or when I developed a kink for them but whatever, I wanted a no threads attached relationship with a shemale. I started my search for a shemale on a cam site. I found a few but all of them were there for the money. Luckily, a couple of days later, I was able to find Sheena. She was hot, beautiful, had big boobs, a giant dick and loved to flaunt her body. Her voice made me weak and her sexy moves on the cam made sure that I emptied my balls every night. I had developed a liking for her and one day I decided to send her a personal message. So, one random night, I dropped her an email and enquired about one to one session and not virtually. At first, she was reluctant but after we had a few phone calls, she was comfortable and decided to take a step outside the cam world. I picked her from her apartment where she did most of the shoots and cam modelling. It was in a rather posh area and she told me that she has many big profile clients who visit her often and pay huge money. I asked why did she not invite me there, to which she smiled and replied, “I wanted a casual hook up and also, you do not belong in there sweety!” Was she mocking me? I gave her a look and told her that I would belong anywhere she would want me to. She smiled back, held my dick, gripped firmer, and asked me to turn back towards her apartment. We reached her apartment and she asked me to wait in the car and wait for her orders. I agreed and she left. She was near the door when she looked back and asked: “are you sure you wanna play inside?” I nodded yes with a big smile. Her sweet smile turned into a naughty one and she went in. I was thinking what it could be. I had no clue and so I decided to calm down and wait for her. After a good 10 minutes, she came out. She was now in a totally different attire. She had a leather suit on, a blindfold in her hand and walked towards the car in the most seductive way. I could see her erect dick in the leather pants she was wearing. She looked absolutely gorgeous and I wanted to be all over her right away. I kept my calm and let her have the lead. She asked me to get out of the car and so I did. I proceeded towards her and she put the blindfold on my eyes. Before I could say anything, she held me by the dick and took me inside her place. It was all so much fun and sexy. It was our first time and she already had me wetting my pants. As we entered her house and as the door behind me shut, the scene all of a sudden changed. She turned back, slapped me and asked me to get naked. I followed her direction and I could hear her walking away. What was she planning? Was I in trouble? What the fuck? Anyway, all of it was happening so fast that I had little time to think. I got naked and suddenly heard her sharp voice from behind me asking me to get on my knees. All of it was too sexy for me to resist. I went on my knees and waited for her to tell me something. Suddenly, I felt a cold leather boot stroking my shaft. She removed my blindfold and right in front of me was the hottest ladyboy I had ever seen.She was gorgeous, had the perfect body, smelled great and she was stroking my dick. She asked me to unzip her pants. I did as she said and a big cock, bigger than my own popped out. For the first time in my life, I felt intimidated. While she was still stroking my cock with her boots, she said in a very beautiful manner “this is the cock that you are going to please for the rest of your life.” That was the line that changed my world forever. Like a gentleman and a total bitch, I started sucking that giant dick. I relished each and every inch of that monstrous 10-inch wonder. My manhood was still being stroked by the leather on her foot but did I even care about getting something for myself? Not for a second. I wanted her to be happy and satisfied and so I worked her up with full dedication. While I was at her dick, I tried to move up a little to her boobs and as I held her waist, she kicked my balls and said to control myself. Was I being disciplined? I mean, BDSM? Is it for real? It was hot! I never thought I was going to like being in so much control but man, this was sexy as fuck. I controlled myself for a little while, giving her head, hearing her moan and eventually the stroking stopped. She then held me by my hair and gave me the deepest stare that I have ever seen in my life. I still remember how hard that stare was! She made me stand up and rubbed her boobs in my face. She did it roughly and my nose and lips got all bruised by the buttons on her leather jacket. She smiled gave me a big kiss and asked me to leave for the night. This was my first encounter with a shemale and It was mind blown. For me, the definition of sex had changed and I wanted this to happen more often so I approached her for a little more than just casual sex. She accepted it because she liked my dedication. I was happy and wanted more of it and for me, this was a win. Little did I know the truth! In fact, did I even care about the truth? I just wanted to worship that godly beauty and be abused by her, suck on her dick, press her boobs, feel the leather on my skin, let her abuse myself – that is all I wanted and that is all I cared about. I moved in with her at her place. Things were good. There were days when I would get a good fuck in my ass and then there were days when I got to fuck her. The orgasms were magnificent and sex with her was anything but normal. However, things changed pretty soon when another man, a businessman expressed his intention of serving her. Her feelings towards me changed. She stopped caring about me, my body, my feelings. She would fuck that bastard and make me wait, watch and then just clean the floor once they were done. I tried to protest but every time I did it, I was punished. I was fucked in the ass not just by her but by that man as well. I never signed up for taking a man’s dick and so one day, I decided to move out. That was the last time I saw her giant dick and worshipped her body. That day, although I was abused I licked and rejoiced her body like I had never done earlier. I was sad since I was leaving her but I was happy that I had saved a little of my self-esteem. And that is how we parted ways. But today, what was on her mind? Her voice had made me miss the good old days. “Does she want me back? Or is she just looking for someone to fuck her like an animal?” and so, I called her back!