Seduced and on my knees

Hotel bar

It wasn't advertised much. But I knew they were coming. A small holiday and get together for local and some out of town drag queens and crossdressers. It sounded like a lot of different types would be here. There would be a fashion show, as always, and some dancing, mixing, drinking and a chance to actually meet a real drag queen. 

I've only really experienced such a thing watching tranny and sissy porn. You know, it all starts out so innocent. First you search for 'tits'. Then your perverted mind wanders all around the different sorts of girls, women, teens, strippers and cocksuckers. But what is this link to 'trans'? There is Girls, guys, bondage, lingerie, all the usual stuff. And right in there like it's no big deal, 'trans'.

Well, you've got to check it out, right? Sexy girls with cocks! Why do I keep coming back to these girls? The girls 'with a little something extra'.? What sort of a pervert am I? I guess I did try on some of mom's panties when I was younger. And maybe my sister's bra and panties. But I'm not some gay faggot. I've never!

After years of jerking off to tranny porn I tried to decide who in the porn video I was, or wanted to be. Am I the slutty crossdressing cock girl? Or am I the boy, or man, being seduced and fucked like a pig with a big tranny cock? So confusing. Until that weekend. 

I hung out in the outer bars. There are several in the hotel complex. I noticed the 'girls' coming and going from the conference rooms to the bars and around to the dance areas. They had a big part of the place reserved. I couldn't go into some of the rooms. It was a safe, fun place for people to enjoy the weekend. 

After a few hours of boredom and drinking, I was surprised when a person sat next to me at my small 2 seat table. Joy was a girl from Seattle. 

She was in a soft pink dinner dress, tight and short. Her legs were long and I could see most of them. She was not very manly. Actually very soft, smooth and sweet. "I've seen you sitting here for a long time. You looked lonely. I was just wondering what you are up to? "

"Just having a drink. And people watching." I replied. I allowed my eyes to look her up and down, from her toes, up the curves of her dress, stopping at her eyes. 

She smiled. 

In the elevator she leaned right in and kissed me. I'm pretty tall, but I suddenly realized she must be at least 3 or 4 inches taller than me in her tall, sexy high heels. Her hands were on my arms, firmly holding me against the wall so I couldn't wiggle free. She tasted like champagne. I fell into a daze, allowing her tongue to roll around in my wet, drooling mouth. 

She hesitated in the midst of the kiss. In a shy and sweet way she whispered to me. But It seemed almost like an order at the time, too.  "Be a good boy, and suck on my tongue." 

I closed my eyes and suckled her tongue as it slipped back into my mouth. I sucked as she pushed it inside a bit further. Her lips were pressed tightly against mine. I was pinned to the wall like a captive. She held me there. Her body pressed against mine. Her firm tits were evident against my chest. I couldn't move my arms. My mouth silenced by her deep, wet kisses. I kept sucking. I was nervous, but I liked it. So did she.

We were startled by the ring of the elevator and the sudden opening of the doors. She quickly touched the button to close the doors. We had a just a moment. We were so close, face to face. The grip on my arms was tighter. 

"I'm going to take you to my room. You're going to do what I ask, and we will have a good time. Or, you are going to go back down to spend the rest of your lonely night people watching. Decide now. 

The elevator doors slid open again. She took my hand and began to lead me out. I was frozen. My mouth was drooling. I could taste her lipstick on my lips. Out arms reaching out for one and other. hands touching. I leaned forward and took a step. A very, very big step indeed.

to be continued..