A SINGULAR ENCOUNTER

Sasha was a singer, and was telling her friend Trish some of her experiences in her job and the people she had met. “I know I seem to be in an exploitive industry but I like being looked at; it sends a charge right through me from my brain down to my toes. It charges my body like an electric shock from my ankles to my groin and then keeps going until it reaches my boobs, which always seem to respond by going hard and making my nipples go erect. I don’t mind the customers looking at me because that is what they pay for; so I dress to give them a bit of a thrill. Some of them come so close to the stage so they can look up my dress, so I always wear pants or a thong in neutral colours so they don’t know whether they are seeing the real me or not. to confuse them I have met all types of owners and managers where I sing and most of them think that because they had bought my singing voice they also had bought my body with their own wild fantasies thrown in. They are all different. There is the “smoothie” who dressed in the latest teenage fashion although his shape makes him look ridiculous, splashing his money about trying to impress me by buying me drinks hoping that I would agree to go back to his flat. And the “ I’m going to the top” type; who was at present just managing the club for a friend until he comes into some money that was being left him from some distant Aunt. Then there was the “God’s gift to everyone” man. He had the right look. The right clothes. The right body shape. But he was usually Gay. He didn’t appeal to her at all. Then there were the “Trannies.” They were fun to be around. They dressed beautifully and usually had superb figures which they had spent a fortune on. Ordinary people would not pick them straight away but would think there is something different about that woman without realising what it was. I fell in love with one for one night in Broome, she suddenly burst out. Donielle was her name and she was part Japanese with beautiful eyes and face. I didn’t mean to be attracted to her at all, it just happened one night at an after show party. The party happened spontaneously; suddenly the band decided to stay and play for themselves and most of the patrons had gone home. There were just a few stragglers and the bar staff and a few of the hostesses. There were not enough blokes to go round so girls danced with girls and we shared the men who could still move for themselves. The band had moved into sensuous and slow music and most of us had a go at singing although not all of them were professionals. When it was my turn to sing I chose some of the oldies like It had to be you and The very thought of you. I noticed that Donielle had moved to the centre of the floor and was dancing for me as I sung. When someone else took over my spot I drifted onto the dance floor and we found ourselves dancing like a couple. She was showing herself off to me as if I was a male. Her beautiful eyes were eating me up and I started to be aroused by her looking at me. I could feel my breasts getting fuller and the sensuous feelings were coursing down my body to my velvet interior. I couldn’t help feeling quite hot and bothered and it surprised me to think that it was a woman which was getting my whole person so ready for love. We drifted into holding one another really close and moving our hands up and down each others bodies. When Donielle lifted her arms up in the dance I could see that her breasts were not confined by the usual wrappings, but swung free and moved as she moved. I slipped my hands down her back and under her arms. Her full breasts pressing against my invading hands. She moved her head close to me and we sank into a full-on kiss with no holding back. I enjoyed it immensely. I had never kissed a woman so intimately before. Our tongues became invaders into each others mouths. My hands now found themselves coming together between us and rubbing her enlarged nipples. We both were now fully aroused for each other and after I had cupped her breasts, she moved her pubis against mine. I could feel the prominent bump rubbing against me opening my sensitive lips and so I pressed my clitoris forward to feel the sensations from my partner. We were in a space of our own. Both of us highly aroused and pressing our bodies so close together from breast to hip, that there was no room between us. We ground our bodies together bringing us both to a breathless orgasm. We cried out inside each others mouths and I am sure the rest of the crowd around us did not know that it had happened to us.

We both took off for the loo to tidy ourselves up and change our make up. Side by side at the basins we could look at each other and see the beauty that we had just offered each other. She told me that I was gorgeous and that she would love to take me home tonight. I likewise complimented her on her body and her beautiful eyes”. “Yes,” she said. “That’s about the only thing that hasn’t been altered; except my cock.” With that remark she pulled her dress up over her head and threw it onto the side of the wash basin then with a flick of her hands she pushed her tiny pants down to her ankles and kicked them off. Her prominent hand made breasts shivered as she flicked her head to clear the hair from her face. Then turning the hot water tap on she grabbed her cock and began to wash the spunk off it that had been a part of our rapid orgasms. Her cock was semi hard and about eight inches of solid meat. I couldn’t help myself and reached over in front of her and gently closed my hand over the warm and now re-erecting penis. “Jesus Sasha, you get me hot. Show me your cunt. I want to lick it!” I pulled my mini dress up past my breasts and she grabbed my pants and literally tore them off me as she pushed them down and off my body. She turned me around so I had my back to the sink with my hands spread out behind me. I stepped my legs apart so I was bent backwards over the sink like a cross and she got down on her haunches and reached for my willing and swollen cunt. Her lovely cock was now at full stretch squashed between her thighs and her belly. She reached up with her thumbs and separated my outer lips and then with her forefinger she pressed the lips back to reveal my clitoris. The she moved forward with her head and trapped my whole cunt inside her mouth. She licked my cunt from the bottom to the top and kissed my clitoris as she did it. I was transfixed and couldn’t move any part of me to either hinder or help her. The experience was total. My sexual organs were in spasm and pumping from my diaphragm down to exit at my outer sex lips. I just couldn’t move. Then she moved her face closer to my quim and trailed her tongue up onto my belly and paused to fill my belly button with sensations I had not had before. She pushed my dress up past my tits and began to lick my breasts around and around. Her cock had followed her extension of herself and was now throbbing lightly underneath my sex valley. Trapped between my legs it had nowhere to go except inside my waiting love channel. She slid her body away from me without losing contact and shoved her erect cock into my waiting cunt. It was heaven I murmured to her. Spear me again. And she pulled back without leaving me and rammed herself against my mound. “Oh Sasha” she said. “I love this feeling. I haven’t fucked a woman with my cock since I did my sister when I was sixteen. All of the men I go out with want to fuck me in the arse while they pull my dick off to orgasm. I have only a few months to go until I can have my operation and then I can get fucked like you; like a normal person. But we have to stop now because I have to pee. We can do this later when we are at my place. “No!” I said. “Don’t stop now! Piss in me. I don’t want this to end now. You can’t leave me up in the air like this I want you to piss while you fuck me. Please don’t stop!” So Donielle pissed her hardest, and it reached right up inside me and then flowed down inside me, past her pumping cock and down my legs. And then she came. And she came. And the spunk mixed with the piss and joined together to pool on the floor. I could not hold out any longer and my whole being was transported above my physical self. I could look down and see these two fornicating women from above and the experience just blew my mind. I felt my head expand and I reached nirvana. I had never been to that place before, but I knew exactly where I was. The surroundings where we were, of a women’s toilet did not matter, I was in heaven and my body and mind travelled together. Suspended in space and time for what seemed hours, but probably was only minutes or seconds. I came back to the present when Donielle spoke and said. “Fuck me I loved that!” and so did I; I thought. So did I. “So that is the only time I got fucked by a woman. But I loved it so much that I want to do it again, are you interested in us doing it together? We could go to the Tranny night Club. You know “Gimballs” and try our luck there next Saturday night. I think if I can find one transvestite willing to fuck a female there must be more.” “Yeah; said Trish. “Let’s do it!!”