Shemale Erotica Box Set 1

A Couple Sharing a Shemale-2

As my boyfriend, Todd, and I watched from the doorway of the TV club’s playroom, the stunning, leggy blonde wiggled her shapely ass to slide her silk panties down over hips. As the scant triangle of shiny black material slipped down to her knees, her most magnificent c**k bounced forward like a coiled spring.

There came a gasp from the naked red head who reclined upon the large bed that took up most of the small playroom, her eyes practically out on stalks as she stared open mouthed at the huge, nine-inch d**k that pointed down at her. The redhead licked her luscious, scarlet painted lips and caressed her full, voluptuous breasts with one hand, whilst with the other she stroked her own thick and magnificently erect p***s.

“This is so hot,” Todd whispered in my ear, his breath warm and expectant on the soft skin of my neck. “I can’t wait to get one of these beauties back to the hotel.”

I nodded my agreement, although I actually wasn’t all that enamoured with either of the playroom beauties who were now noisily slurping on each other’s c***s, even though they were both unequivocally gorgeous. I guess my interest had waned a little once they’d undressed, and whilst I was going to enjoy watching them suck and f**k each other, I’d now seen what they had to offer. For me, there’s something about not knowing what you were going to get until the crucial moment, much like the excitement I felt as a kid tearing off the wrapping paper on Christmas morning; it was wonderful never quite knowing just what you were going to get!

And besides, I already had my eye on a dazzling beauty I’d met earlier at the bar – an achingly beautiful shemale in a red halter neck bodysuit that showed off her toned, tanned body to perfection. The skimpy garment plunged all the way from behind her neck down to her navel and was complimented by a towering pair of red, spiked heels. She also had on a pair of those cheap, plastic slatted sunglasses that matched her bodysuit and simply screamed fun!

It was the second anniversary of our first date and we’d decided to treat ourselves. This transgender lover’s club was new to us - we’d actually never been to Atlantic City before – although we had cruised the TV bars and clubs back home, so this was by no means our first time. I think it was our mutual love of shemales that had drawn me to Todd in the first place; we had actually met in a TV bar as we’d tried to pick up the same girl. It had taken a lot of posturing on both our parts, and a good many drinks before Todd, me and the TV girl had all decided to call a truce and all book into the motel across the road. And there we’d stayed up until the sun rose, f*****g and sucking and fingering and relishing every inch of each other’s bodies – until the three of us were entirely spent and drained of a goodly proportion of our respective bodily fluids.

The girl had been gone by the time we’d woken up, and although Todd and I never saw her again, we stayed together and continued to indulge one another’s penchant for the exotic pleasures of the shemale.

Her name was Karly, as it turned out – the exquisite shemale I’d met at the bar earlier – and she appeared delighted that we’d tracked her down after the couple in the playroom had finished ass f*****g each other and squirting copious amounts of sticky, white c*m over each other’s perky, suntanned t**s.

“I’m Kelly, this is my boyfriend, Todd,” I introduced us both above the hubbub of the bar and the hideous hip-hop music. The three of us shook hands, hers silky soft with long, sensual fingers that I simply couldn’t wait to feel wriggling inside my wet p***y.

“Karly – with a K,” our new friend replied with a winning smile as she pushed her novelty plastic glasses on to the top of her head.

“Good to meet ya, Karly with a K,” Todd grinned at the T-girl, “can we buy you a drink?”

“Of course you can,” Karly said, “would you be trying to get into my panties, by any chance?” She play-slapped Todd’s arm, followed by a hearty slap to my butt. “Because if you are, you’re both gonna be disappointed – I’m not wearing any!” At this Karly burst into a fit of giggles, her unruly mane of pitch black hair falling about her face.

“You got us bang to rights,” I joined in, “guilty as charged!”

Karly wasn’t joking about the panties. There was simply no way she could be wearing any underwear beneath the scanty bodysuit - not without it showing. The bodysuit tied behind her long, slender neck and stretched taut over her gloriously full breasts (I was sure they were fake but she’d obviously spent a great deal of money on them as they looked firm and bouncy and moved just like the real thing), only just concealing bullet-hard, pierced n*****s that poked out beneath the thin material. The halter top kind of turned into tight shorts that bit into her butt to allow a delicious curve of buttock to peek out at the back at the top of each long, lean leg. As to where the gal kept her d**k, well that was a mystery. Most TV girls had the technique down whereby they tit-taped their c***s back between their legs and Karly had tucked hers in so well that you really would never know – I’d swear there was even a hint of camel toe going on down there!

“You like what you see, girlfriend?” Karly caught me checking her out and I blushed a little.

“I think she does, and who can blame her?” Todd sprang to my defence, “I think we both do.”

“Well, I like what see, too,” Karly winked her long lashes at me, a lascivious smile dancing around her deep red lips. She cast her eyes the length and breadth of my body and whilst I was wearing nothing quite so brazen as she – a simple, LBD that clung to my curves to show off my 34DD breasts and smooth, curved booty – I was confident that I looked good enough to eat. Todd and I had decided upon an all-black theme for the night, his black jeans and button-down shirt a perfect compliment to my dress – we reckoned it made us look mysterious and interesting.

“We should go someplace quieter,” Todd cut to the chase and I picked up on more than a little impatience in his voice. A quick glance downwards to see the swelling bulge at the front of his pants and I understood why.

“I’m guessing you two have a hotel room nearby?” Karly smiled.

“We do,” I must have looked a little sheepish, like I’d been caught out in some minor conspiracy or something.

Karly pursed her lips and reached out to cup one of my breasts in her hand, taking hold of Todd’s crotch with the other. “Then what are we waiting for?” she asked.

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