One of the wildest nights I've had as a crossdressing slut was one night in Fort Worth when I was floating between a couple of different gay bars.
At one, called Stampede (now closed), I ran into a couple of transgender girls and started hanging with them. The cuter one told me and anyone else who could hear that she'd had a pussy surgically made. I believe she still had her cock, but she didn't like it to be touched.
She had no problem, however, with fingers up her pussy. She stood in front of the bar next to the dance floor and let anyone who wanted -- including me -- stick their fingers in it.
Eventually we switched to another bar about a block away, and while I talked with her friend, also a TG, I saw cutie at a table with a shy gay boy I had been flirting with for several weeks. She was sitting on his lap and they were doing something, although I wasn't aware exactly what was happening.
Eventually the shy boy went away and I joined cutie at the table. Although the sequence of events is kind of vague in my memory, it ended up that cutie bent over the table and I had my hand up her skirt fingering her pussy. All of a sudden she reached back and freed my cock from my panties. It was obvious she wanted me to fuck her pussy, right there at the table in the middle of the bar. It was also obvisou by now that she had been trying to get shy boy to fuck her, but that that hadn't happened.
Unfortunately, because of diabetes, I wasn't able to get a good hard-on. It didn't happen with me, either.
If I could have gotten erect, would I have fucked her? I really don't know. I know I wouldn't have wanted to get banned from the bar, and that could have happened. I'll never know what I might have done.
What did happen was that I finally got to give a blow job to the shy boy, to whom I'd been offering one for weeks. I guess cutie turned him on so much that he had to get relief.
I haven't seen the shy boy nor the two TGs since.
I'm such a slut!
At one, called Stampede (now closed), I ran into a couple of transgender girls and started hanging with them. The cuter one told me and anyone else who could hear that she'd had a pussy surgically made. I believe she still had her cock, but she didn't like it to be touched.
She had no problem, however, with fingers up her pussy. She stood in front of the bar next to the dance floor and let anyone who wanted -- including me -- stick their fingers in it.
Eventually we switched to another bar about a block away, and while I talked with her friend, also a TG, I saw cutie at a table with a shy gay boy I had been flirting with for several weeks. She was sitting on his lap and they were doing something, although I wasn't aware exactly what was happening.
Eventually the shy boy went away and I joined cutie at the table. Although the sequence of events is kind of vague in my memory, it ended up that cutie bent over the table and I had my hand up her skirt fingering her pussy. All of a sudden she reached back and freed my cock from my panties. It was obvious she wanted me to fuck her pussy, right there at the table in the middle of the bar. It was also obvisou by now that she had been trying to get shy boy to fuck her, but that that hadn't happened.
Unfortunately, because of diabetes, I wasn't able to get a good hard-on. It didn't happen with me, either.
If I could have gotten erect, would I have fucked her? I really don't know. I know I wouldn't have wanted to get banned from the bar, and that could have happened. I'll never know what I might have done.
What did happen was that I finally got to give a blow job to the shy boy, to whom I'd been offering one for weeks. I guess cutie turned him on so much that he had to get relief.
I haven't seen the shy boy nor the two TGs since.
I'm such a slut!
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