Trans-girl Exercise

I was in Glasgow for work and had to stay overnight. I wasn't staying in the usual hotel so I didn't know the area well, and in the evening I went outside of the hotel to look around. There were not too many places to go for an evening drink it seemed, so I went round the streets. It was dark, wet and I was tired, so I was not to fussy where I would end up. Down a cellar was a brightly lit bar, so I went down. Perhaps I should have noticed earlier on that this bar had something a little different about it. It was maybe the dim pink lights, the heavy lipstick on some of the women - there seemed to be more women than usual.

I ordered a small beer, glanced around and found a table for myself. I was close to a couple of Asian girls, and I noticed they looked in my direction a couple of times. They seemed to find something amusing, and I carefully stared in the other direction. After a while one of them left, and the other stayed. She looked over towards me. I smiled at her briefly and sipped my drink. I am not great at breaking the ice, and so was quite happy when it was done for me.

"Are you staying in the Mariott?" she asked suddenly.

"Yes." I turned and looked up towards her. She look back intently.

"I saw you earlier. Unusual, some guy with a large rucksack instead of a suitcase in that place."

"Oh, well, rather than just sit in meeting rooms I hope to get out and about - maybe do some hill walking in the area later."

"Nice." She considered for a moment.

"So you know the area?"

"Well, the nearby hills...A fair bit, I'd say."

"I'd like to go walking, but I don't know where to go."

I looked at her again. She was young, slim, maybe Japanese, with quite delicate features. She had long light brown hair and red lipstick. She was in a long, red dress. Very attractive.

"So you go walking yourself?" I asked.

"Yes, I love the outdoors." She smiled. Right now I wanted to be indoors with her, behind very tightly shut doors. I nodded in encouragement.

"Look, it's Saturday tomorrow, are you heading back...or going on one of your hikes?"

"Well, I could be persuaded to..." I grinned.

"Oh, be careful what you promise!" she laughed. "This is not the sort of place where you usually pick up hikers!"

I chuckled, not realising that I was in a trans bar.

"Look, where do you go for a walk -- not too far?" Suddenly, I was going to get an unexpected companion.

"I...er." I looked at her. I thought it better not to risk the high hills of Loch Lomond -- she might not be up for going through mud and stiles. "Well, there is Kelvingrove Park, you can't go wrong there". She considered the idea for a moment.

"Ok, I need to get back now, but see you at breakfast -- maybe?" she said. She was giving me a come on?

"What time suits you?"

"Not too early. About nine. If I am not down, knock on my door. Room 631."

"Ok, see you at nine then," I repeated, memorising 631 as if my survival depended on it.

Next morning I was awake early, I was restless, thinking about the young woman who had asked to go on a hike with me. I was excited, I was turned on, and there was a real magnetism about her. Eventually it got nearer nine, so I hurried down to breakfast. I was not entirely surprised not to see her there. It meant one of two things: she was either off and away, or was waiting for me in her room. I had this image of her in that red dress waiting for me and the thought of her smouldering away on her bed had caused my hunger for breakfast to evaporate. I gulped down some tea. I stared at my watch, pushing the hands round. I poked at some breakfast for a while and tried to think of the walk to calm my mind.

I knew she was waiting for me. There was nothing for it, I had to wait too, until nine o'clock. Eventually it was nine, and I set quickly off for the sixth floor. My heart was thumping as I approached the door of Room 631. I tapped lightly on the door.

"Come on in," she said. I slowly pushed the handle down and walked in.

She wasn't on the bed. My heart fell slightly.

She was sat on the white windowsill overlooking the city. Instead of the red dress, she had tan shorts and an olive green top, and a pair of light cream high heels. Apart from the shoes, pretty suitable for a short hike.

"Hi, how are you?" I asked brightly.

"I'm ok, but a little tired," she replied. She looked a little distracted, staring outwards.

"Oh, so you're not so sure about a walk?"

"Hmm."

"You had breakfast?"

"Hmm." She turned around to face me.

"Yes, early, I couldn't sleep."

"I had a similar problem."

"But I could do with the exercise," she added, moving towards the edge of the windowsill.

"So, you want to go for a walk?"

"Not necessarily," she changed her gaze towards me, with the vaguest hint of a smile. My heart rate leapt. She moved her arm to brush her long hair with a hand and caught the edge of her olive top. It slid down her shoulder a little. If I was a suspicious type, I would have called that a very deft move indeed.

"You have something mind?" I asked in a faux innocent fashion.

"I do," she replied, staring at me intently. She was cross legged on the windowsill, the olive top revealing the tops of two small but beautifully formed breasts. Her hair hung over one shoulder.

"But I have to be sure, you are ok with girls...like me?" The other should strap of her top had drifted down her shoulder.

"Oh I am!" I said, not quite realising what she meant. "I always like to encourage glamour girls to be active." She seemed to hesitate a little at this, as if thinking hard about her next move. She stretched her legs out and gave a little sigh.

Then without a word, she slipped off the windowsill and walked towards the bed. With one swift movement she pulled her top over her head, revealing her lovely small rounded breasts. The shorts fell to the floor, and she sat on the bed, her legs drawn up. I could just see the line of her black panties. I just murmured an appreciative "wow" as I looked her up and down.

"You sure about this?" she asked again, her legs closed together, she still had her heels on. I realised she expected me to follow suit. I took of my shirt and then my trousers followed I stood in front of her just in my underpants. She took that as an assent for her to make her next move, I wanted her to feel comfortable, but all the while I had not realised was what was coming next.

She opened her legs slowly to reveal her black panties with a lacy front. I watched, appreciating every second. She kept her eyes on me as her hand moved over her panties. Everything went in slow motion at this point, as I saw her hand move, down towards her legs, and then over her panties. Her hand pulled them to one side as she looked, edgily at me. I kept her gaze as she did so and then I saw the reason for her intense look. Her hand was still on her panties they were drawn to one side and there, uncovered, was her cock.

With a quick movement her hands slid round her thighs and pulled off her panties before pulling up a white duvet between her legs. She looked hesitantly at me. I was shocked, and suddenly in a flash of thoughts, pieced together why she was uncertain of my reaction, and what that place was where I had visited last night.

My mind somersaulted with what I had just seen. I took a moment or two for it all to sink in, and then I found that I was turned on, and so I smiled at her, so then she got up on her knees on the bed to let the duvet slide off her. There she was, naked, in front of me, and then I saw again, hanging between her legs was her cock: framed by neat pair of little balls, and shaved around, her cock was small but definite.

Though I had many an erotic fantasy about trans girls, now she was in front of me, in reality. Her cock, was hanging limp where I had been expecting a neat little pussy. She raised her arms nervously behind her head, as she looked waiting for my reaction. I knew I couldn't stand there staring too long, or I would kill the moment.

I moved in, onto the bed, and kissed her on the mouth. I slowly moved my hands around her shoulders and stroked her breasts. She relaxed under my touch as I gently aroused her nipples, bringing them to being delightfully hard little buds. She kissed me back, and I sensed the heat from her arousal.

Instinctively my hand moved up and down her right thigh, and migrated slowly and steadily towards her cock. I had never touched one before. She sighed and her hips bucked in my direction, drawing me closer. Finally my fingers found my target, and I fondled her cock in my hand, feeling her warmth through my fingers. It fell oddly familiar and right.

She moved on to kiss me again and clasped me round my back before her hands found their way to the waistband of my briefs and started to tug them downwards. I kicked them off my ankles and she moved her hands over my already stirred up cock. Then, as I felt my erection grow, she moved down to slip me in her mouth, washing my girth with her tongue. She had a fantastic touch and I rapidly hardened as she sucked and lapped at my manhood. Then sensing she had me at her mercy, she withdrew, and shifted her away a little and turned, still kneeling on the bed. "Please," she said quietly. She turned again to face me, drawing me in with her beautiful stare.

She turned back again, face down on the bed, with her ass raised towards me, inviting me in. Her balls, hung down, were in front of me. I couldn't believe this was happening. This petite feminine creature, was enticing me in, so all I could do was move up towards her, tentatively move my hand up to her ass, and then down, to stroke her balls; this last movement caused her to twitch with pleasure.

"Yes, yes," she moaned, as I moved my hands over her sweet little balls and between her thighs round her warm little cock. She was clearly in need. I stroked her gently as she jutted her ass out towards me again expectantly. I drew in my breath: I had not done anything like this before. I moved closer to mount her, my cock rigid and hungry for her now. I placed the tip of my cock over her ass, not sure how much pressure to put on her. She wiggled on me and I took that as an indication to move in a little more. I pressed my cock between the slit of her ass, and manoeuvred to her hole, touching her entrance before easing in slightly. She moaned a little more. I pushed gently a few times and then she began pushing back a few times; it felt very hot, my erect cock pressed against the hole of her ass. She ground her ass against my tip, and the more she did this, the more tension I felt, until suddenly I could stand it no more and pushed myself into her. She let out a brief cry and suddenly I was in her ass, I slid in more until I felt my balls touch hers, and that was enough to make me push deeper into her.

"Ooh...ah!" she groaned, as I pushed my shaft into her warm hole. I felt her wiggle on me and I thrust again. "Oh yes! Oh yes!" I moved my hand and rubbed her cock to heighten her pleasure. I couldn't believe I was doing this to a real, beautiful trans girl.

"You gorgeous man!" she cried, "Fuck me! Fuck me!"

"I will, you sweet little thing."

"Fuck me! Give me your cum!!"

"I..." I paused my thrusts, an element of doubt shot through me. "You're ok with me cumming in you? You don't want me to put on any kind of...?"

"Yes, yes, fuck me! Fill me with your cream!!" she called out. It was no use, I could not stop with that kind of request.

I plunged myself deeper into her welcoming ass. She shuddered slightly on her knees. My cock was swollen, my balls ready to fulfil her desire. As if in a dream, my hands took hold of her waist and I pushed hard into her again, her ass teasing me as she wiggled again.

"Ooh!" she cried out, "Yes! Fill me up, fill my sweet ass with your hot juice!" I grabbed her cock again wrapped my fingers around her and pulled up and down, then let my fingers slide down to rub her balls with my fingertips, which only made her buck faster. That was it, I then snapped and found myself thrusting violently in and out of her in total abandon, as she pushed and squeezed back on my swollen cock, determined to coax out all of my cum. Her breath became short, with her panting, and giving frequent little moans whilst I let out gasps, whilst I clung on to her and pounded her. She gripped the headboard of the bed, as I felt her tight ass slide around my girth. That increased the tension, seeing her grip the bedhead and seeing her under me, her ass moving in motion with me; I was giving her my full length - oh sweet little temptress - she was getting my all.

I was getting close, I grasped her cock again, to which she let out a high pitched wail, and drove my cock in hard for a few more thrusts, I could feel my load deep down ready to burst out and flow deep into her crack. She gave another wiggle of her ass, my balls slapped against her smaller balls as I ground against her; I suddenly felt my release was very, very close as I held her tightly and fucked her vigorously. I shut my eyes, and then I felt my cum rush up and shoot out, and my mind went white as I sprayed her hot little hole. Her ass went rigid and I clung on as I felt my cock pump my juices, spurt after spurt, deep inside her. She cried out and collapsed down onto her chest with me still inside her. It was some moments later as the orgasm was subsiding before I slid out of her.

I must have passed out for a few minutes, because the next thing I knew was seeing her sat up against the window. She was staring at me, totally naked, rubbing her left breast. Her legs were apart and she looked at me as I focused on her.

"You can take me on a hike anytime," she murmured.

I looked up and smiled. Oh, it felt good. Then she moved towards the bathroom, my gaze followed her progress across the room.

"Hey... you know...I am really sorry, I have to make a move now," she said.

"Already?" I was a little taken aback.

"Yes, I have to leave on a train about 11, and I have to get ready. I am just going to take a shower, you can stay there for a bit, but I will have to get going."

"I thought we were going on a hike", I protested, as she passed through the door, "and so we had loads of time?"

"Oh, that walk wasn't going to happen anyway. I always was going to catch the train. I just thought it would be nice way to entice you to my room."

"It certainly worked."

"Didn't it just?" I heard the shower water flow now, muffling her voice slightly.

"So you have work on a Saturday then?"

"I have to get to Manchester."

"Ah. An important meeting?"

"Yeah... kind of." I was curious to know more. What was her line of work? What made her work on weekends?

"So what is that you do?"

"Violinist."

I looked around the room. There was no baggage to speak of, and certainly no violin case. "Rehearsals in Manchester then?"

"That's right."

Why was she deceiving me? Just an excuse to get back to someone else? A get-away now that she had had her fun? I felt a pang of hurt. I moved off the bed and started to pick up my clothes. At that point she came out of the bathroom, wrapped in a towel.

"So if it is goodbye, it seems a bit daft not to know your name."

"I'm Su Li."

"Right, I am Simon."

"Yes, of course, I'm sorry, Simon, to be in a rush. She reached over to the bed, let her towel drop which let me see her unused cock once more before she quickly pulled on her panties. "Can you pass me my shorts?"

I reached over and passed over her discarded shorts which had been lying on the floor. She slipped them on and picked up her top.

"Must you go now?"

"I must." And then I wanted more from her. Much more.

"Su, at least kiss me before you go."

"Sure." She walked over smiling at me, and then kissed me on the lips. My lust was reignited at that moment, and I sure as hell did not want her to leave. My tongue slipped into her mouth and I drew her close to me and held her. She smelled of the floral shower gel, I breathed her in and pressed my fingers around her ass.

"Mmm," I felt those soft peaches through the material of her shorts.

"Simon.."

Before she could do anything, I dropped down to my knees and unzipped her shorts. She gasped but I held her legs tightly and pulled her shorts down followed by her black panties.

"Simon. No... I..." But it was too late: I had never done this before, but there was no hesitation. I took hold of her limp, neglected cock and held it as I pushed my lips to her shaft. Su struggled slightly. I gripped her with my other arm and then popped her in my mouth. Su Li groaned, and I had my first taste of tgirl.

"Mmmm." I rolled my tongue around her small cock.

"Oh no! Simon... we can't."

I couldn't exactly answer her verbally, so I sucked on her cock. Her straining to move continued for a while but I held her tight; then she gave up struggling. I carried on sucking and moved my hands over her small balls.

"Oh Simon, no... I can't..." she paused. "...It is really difficult, I can't get hard... and, besides, I have to go!" she moaned.

But it was no use, I had her, and I was not going to let go. She moaned softly as I licked and played her with my tongue. I was determined to make her hard. She was still stood rigid, but my tongue was beginning to have an effect on her. She gradually relented as I carried on, and then I gently licked her balls, to which she gave out soft moans of appreciation. At least I could return the pleasure for her. I sucked again and twirled my tongue over her cock tip. I ran it round the outside of her and then plunged her back in my mouth. Her legs were buckling slightly and trembling, I still had one arm round her leg I could feel her shaking. She was a prisoner of my tongue. I caressed and kissed her balls again, before sucking harder on her cock, and, then, I felt it: a slight swelling in my mouth, and an increase in the warmth. I quickened my pace, and, little by little, I could feel her harden until she gradually began to fill my mouth with her girth.

Su Li's hands, which had been by her sides, moved to my head and grasped my head through my hair as I worked away on her. Her breaths were becoming more short. My head bucked up and down as I slipped my tongue over and around her, giving her darts of pleasure as she squirmed above me gasping. Could she come? My hands moved over her ass and squeezed her as my mouth, full of saliva washed her now engorged cock, steadily teased and tugged by my tongue. She gasped some more, and I kept on and on, sucking and flicking my tongue over her, swollen now, playing with her balls with my fingertips to tease out any cum, and suddenly she seemed to be close, her moans got sharper and more urgent.

"Su, Su, come for me," I gasped, and then put her stiffened cock back in. Su Li then wriggled and then she tensed, so I pushed my mouth up and down over her length, now several inches, as her whole body went into spasm, and then she let out a shout, and suddenly I felt a small jet of sticky fluid shoot onto my tongue. I swirled it around as she bucked around above me. Her tense stance weakened and I held her legs as another little spurt of her salty cum splashed into my mouth. I released her and she almost fell back, so I returned my hold on her. I quickly swallowed her juice and looked up at her. She quivered for a moment, eyes closed, before looking down at me in sheer surprise and sated lust, her cock, still glistening, upright and proud.

"Well done you," I grinned, looking up at Su.

"Simon... I ..." she frowned and blinked in surprise, "no one..." she took a deep breath, "no one has ever done that for me before!"

"About time someone did then!"

She looked confused, happy, and seemed to give off a glow of renewed energy. My mouth ached - I hadn't expected it to be put to such use, and now I could see Su erect for the first time.