Sexy Elevator cum
Trans-gendered sex
This is fully copyrighted and written be Roberta Jackson
If you like my real life story you can email me at robertajacksun@gmail.com make sure you reference this story and tell me a little about yourself.
Hi, my name's Roberta and I am a transsexual here in Raleigh, North Carolina. I have lived as a lady for the last 4 years and love every minute of my female life. I have always wanted to confront a stranger in an elevator and go down on him. It is just one of those erotic things that gets stuck in your head and won't go away. As I work in an office complex downtown, I am always going in and out of various buildings. There is one building that I never go to for business, but I like to ride the elevator at lunch and see if I can find a sexy guy. I have even discovered that the emergency switch is broken and only stops the elevator without ringing the emergency bell. I finally got my chance to make a fantasy, a reality.
I have often wanted to have oral sex with a total stranger in a semi public place. The yearning has intensified as I would have time at lunch and wanted to taste a nice warm creamy load of male goo. My lusty thoughts were getting the better of me, and I decided it was time to make fantasy a reality.
I would often try and find the right guy that looked like he was interested in some wild elevator oral sex, but it is harder than you think and a bit risky. One day a nice blonde guy waked into the cab and gave me a sexy look. I could see the ring on his finger, and that pushed me over the edge. Losing all my inhibitions, I asked if he was horny, and he wryly smiled back, yes. Quickly I reached over and pulled the silent emergency button and the cab stopped with a thump. He was startled, but still smiling.
That was Last week. I finally was able to make a fantasy come true. I have been in heaven all week just remembering that day. I hope you will enjoy hearing about my sexy life.
The following is what happened on that faithful day:
We had stopped between the 14th and 15th floor of the Progress Energy building downtown. We looked at each other alone in the elevator without a word.
Roberta could feel the lusty side of her female thoughts pulse little tingles in her body. The stranger that had just entered the elevator was blonde, young, and had that male rough cuteness she loved so much.
"Are you horny?" she boldly asked looking deep into his eyes. He said nothing, but his face glowed with male desire for instant sexual gratification. She knew he was ready for something different.
His eyes were wide open as she moved closer to her prey. She was looking for a nice clean load of cum to make her day. As she boldly reached for his crotch, she could feel the hardness growing in his naughty spot.
Slowly she unbuttoned his shirt and ran her hands across his sexy chest. He mumbled something, but she paid no attention. Her quest was lower and from the size of the bulge in his pants, she knew he was interested. Her mind raced ahead to the erotic thought of how he would taste. She loved a nice sexy load of white cum from a young man. She was not a slut, and she had never been with a black man before, but today she yearned for that sensual taste of cum. This thing for a stranger's cum was hot and driving her to take risks. He was a blonde, and married from his looks. He was the perfect stranger to make her little fantasy real. She moved lower to get closer to the monster growing in his pants.
As she sank down to her knees before the man, eyeing him lustfully, she marveled at his chest. She normally didn't really care a hell of a lot what a guy looked like, but seeing the outlines of lean muscle beneath the stranger's flesh as he opened his shirt, the shallow hills between white cloth only obstructed by a red silk tie and a fine dusting of blonde chest hair didn't hurt Roberta's libido one bit. Businessmen really did it for her, and whether or not this guy actually was one, he was dressed like one, and that's what mattered... But she wasn't kneeling in a stopped elevator because she wanted to gaze upon a hot guy's physique. She was here for his cum.
She didn't quite know where her obsession with giving head came from. She was a transsexual, but she never cared for gay men or bi-sexuals. She was all lady and classy, but her mind wouldn't stop thinking about blowing married men. Single horny men had no appeal, but a young guy with a ring on his hand was irresistible. Maybe she'd been allowed to teethe on her pacifier too long as a young baby. She did have vague recollection of sucking her thumb up through grade school. Or, perhaps she'd been molested as a child and forced to suck cock, and this was the one remnant of a forgotten experience that she'd shoved into her subconscious. It might have just been the taboo of oral sex, or the fact that it was such a hedonistic act that made her hot every time she thought of having a hard shaft pumping down her throat. Regardless of the reason, it was something she found herself thinking about a lot and yearning for more and more every time the idea popped in her head.
She looked up once more, this time beyond the partially exposed body to the face of the man she was about to blow. He was cute. Innocent cute, with shaggy ash blonde hair and watery blue eyes, he sure as hell didn't look like the type that would fuck a total stranger's face in an elevator. She thought about his wife and if she would suck him tonight also. Maybe in another world she could have dated this guy, Maybe even in this world. But the presence of the golden wedding band about the stranger's ring finger nullified that possibility. Oh well, a girl can dream.
"Ya gonna start now, or what?" he asked gruffly.
Heh, Heh... How cute, he was in a rush, probably to get home to his wife, or to show up for some important business meeting. Well, whatever appointment he had, he was just going to have to miss it. Roberta hadn't had a chance to give anyone head in a long time, and she wanted to enjoy this one.
Giving the man above her a dirty grin, she brought her lips to the front of the neatly-pressed slacks that perfectly matched the blazer hanging on the salesman's shoulders. Behind the zipper, she could feel the hardening organ in great detail. Oh God, he was growing stiff. Roberta's mouth grabbed hold of the shaft through the thin layer of cotton. Grinding her lips over the shaft, she heard an appreciative grunt came from the stranger's throat. She'd figured the guy would be a moaner.
As the piece of man flesh slowly swelled inside the man's pants, Roberta began to explore it with her tongue, feeling it out for details she could exploit. Hmm, well, the guy was hung, she could tell that much with her tongue. Even with the little bit of stimulation she'd given him, it was already curving to the side along the stranger's hip. A little thinner than Roberta would have liked, but then again, it felt like if it was harder it might have a nice curve to it. She loved to feel a nice curved cock slide down her throat.
"c'mon, hurry up..." the blonde salesman said, drawing Roberta's attention back to his blushing face as the he adjusted his glasses.
"Not yet..." Roberta sighed with a smirk and a lewd grin. The salesman's face twisted in confusion, "Why not?" he quipped.
"Just be patient. I can't be satisfied unless I know I've given you the best head you're ever going to get," Roberta said as she began to rise to her feet, lightly brushing one side of the blonde's shirt aside and getting a shocked expression in return.
"What The fuck!? G-get off me!" he exclaimed. Roberta refused his command with that same shit-eating grin she'd been wearing already, she instead placed her mouth over one of the stranger's nipples, letting her tongue bat it around and her teeth gently nibble at it.
"Jesus, what are you doing!?" the stranger shouted, a mixture of confusion and anger in his voice.
He was quick to shut up once he felt one of Roberta's hands unlatching his belt and reaching into his slacks to grope his balls. At least he went back to moaning as her soft female hands caressed each nut. Gently she rolled each nut in her soft hands and felt the large sperm globes inside his sack. Roberta would bet money that this guy would be asking his wife to suck his balls when he got home that evening.
"So, does your old lady know you're getting blowjobs from other girls?" she mumbled between licks and bites to the male teat before her.
"Old lady...?" he questioned.
"Your wife," She retorted with a sly grin.
The salesman tried hide his left hand behind him, as if the motion might hide the ring Roberta had already seen. He had no idea she loved married men. There is something so sexy about a man that has a faithful wife at home, and yet has that desire for a new warm mouth on his cock.
"I-I'm not-" he stammered.
"I don't give a shit if you're married," Roberta assured him, glancing up into his eyes.
"Hell, how can a new woman know her way around your cock if she doesn't have some time to play with it?" she asked with a coy smile hiding her lust to suck on him.
The man opened his mouth to protest, but nothing came out. He seemed to be mesmerized as Roberta left his spit drenched nipple and placed hot kisses down the trench between his pecs and onward along his abs, even beginning to lick at the soft line of blonde hair leading down to his navel and beyond. Then once more, she claimed the man's sex organ through his pants with her mouth, licking the fabric lavishly and making it glide teasingly over his sensitive erection as her warm breath hardened the waiting shaft. She gently griped his member with her teeth and bit just enough to let the phallus know that it was the object of her desires. One more nip on the tip and she could feel it pulse and tense up. She had his cock's full attention.
Roberta gave the clothed penis one last kiss before her hands went up to the top button of the stranger's fly. Pulling it free, she then slowly drew the zipper all the way down slowly revealing her prize inside. With a gentle tug from behind, the fabric slid down the businessman's legs and pooled on the floor, exposing strong legs that had precious little hair on them. The stiffened cock that stood between those legs certainly did not disappoint the lusty lady squatting on her knees.
She gazed at his exposed manhood with a gleeful smile trying not to reveal her wanton lust to taste the shinny head poking at her forehead. Now freed from the confining trousers, it pulsed with each heart beat and stood basking in her gaze.
It wasn't quite as long as she'd wagered - a respectable eight inches (though the stranger likely added an extra inch when comparing with his buddies or bragging to a lady), not the ten she'd expected, but that didn't matter, because it was thicker than she'd thought. Oh, but that wasn't the half of it. Even with his erection jutting out and throbbing, a hood of foreskin still hid a good portion of a glistening cherry-red glans, and it wouldn't have surprised Roberta in the least if there were a huge pair of jumbo eggs tucked into the stranger's scrotum. Crowning off the gorgeous male equipment, this stranger had the smoothest, silkiest blonde pubic hair Roberta had ever seen. It crawled up his abdomen to become the sparse trail she'd just been lapping at. Glancing up with an impressed grin, he summed up the package with the greatest understatement to ever leave his lips:
"Nice dick."
The nervous salesman's face showed a slightly more at-ease grin at the compliment.
"Th-thanks," he managed to pant out as the girl at his feet nuzzled her cheek into the blonde bush above his shaft, feeling its surprising softness first hand. His tone was almost surprised, as if he'd never heard someone give a positive critique of his junk before.
Roberta's smile stayed plastered on her face as she backed away just a bit, her mouth watering in anticipation. With one hand on his thigh to support her and the other gripping the stranger's dick to keep it out of the way, she slid the tip of her tongue along the underside of the man's scrotum directly between those hefty orbs within. What a tasty treat she thought as she inhaled his musky odor. Then again, this time with her whole tongue, she lapped at the hanging male fruit. Then, Instead of lifting away as she had before, her lips parted and she pulled the delicious globe into her hot waiting mouth, getting her first real taste of the stranger's junk.
It had a delicious saltiness of sweat on it and a musky tinge, but besides that, there was no bitterness. It tasted fresh, clean, musky, but tasty to her lustful mouth. Roberta moaned softly aloud, beginning to suck on it like a huge male lolly-pop, wondering if the flavor would change as her saliva coated it. While switching to the other nut, she caught another glimpse up, and saw the stranger's eyes peering intently at her through his glasses. Biting his lip as if he could keep Roberta from knowing how much he loved the treatment by holding back his moaning in delight. At least he wasn't still bitching about Roberta taking her time anymore. As she worked the blonde's lower-hanging gonad, Roberta's hands went to the insides of the businessman's thighs, gently stroking through the little bit of hair that was there, feeling the muscle quiver whenever she gave the orb an especially hard suck.
She was in girl heaven. Her mind ran wild with lusty thoughts of this being her fantasy man. She had always desired a marred man she could have on a regular basis. As she gently caressed each ball in her warm mouth she tasted him again. What a sexy time this was. What a tasty treat for her mouth. As she cleaned his balls to perfection, he was moaning louder and longer. She knew that the wife never did this. She never cleansed his balls with her mouth. Roberta glanced back up at the face looking down at her. Did he know how much she craved his musky scent???
Finally, her curiosity got the better of her. She had to know what that thick cock tasted like. Leaving the sopping wet nut sac behind, her tongue slid flat against the underside of the blonde's dick. Slowly gliding up the loose flesh along a bulging cum-pipe, and ripping an excited gasp from the stranger's throat as she went.
'That's right... Let it out...' Roberta thought, directing the words toward the nameless blonde stranger on her tongue. Outwardly, he unleashed another satisfied moan while she repeated the slow lick a few more times, making sure to study the location of every vein that wrapped around that turgid flesh. She found out she was right about her prediction that the shaft would curve; about midway, it bent attractively upward. This thing was built to fuck girl's asses. No way could the stranger put this in a lady's ass and not get a direct hit on her sexy spot. With her last upward lick, she flourished her tongue against the saggy foreskin, claiming it in her teeth and tugging it around, much to the salesman's satisfaction. A nice clean foreskin is so sexy when you lick every inch.
"Hff... God... My wife never does that... Oh God!" the blonde man groaned. His face was completely red, sweat dripping from his brow and making his torso glisten. He had to lean on both hands against the wall behind Roberta just to remain standing erect. She could feel the lust gathering inside those sexy balls. The cum pressure was building rapidly in those scrumptious orbs.
Releasing the foreskin from her teeth, Roberta wrapped her fingers around the upper half of the stranger's shaft and dragged the loose skin down, her grin only growing broader as a bit of pre-cum drooled out. A leak'r! This just kept getting better and better! She gave another firm, slow stroke, just to confirm it, and sure enough, more juice bubbled out the tip on the down stroke. She didn't let it go to waste on the floor this time around; she extended her tongue, catching the crystalline fluid just as gravity detached it from the blonde's stiff member.
"Fuck, you taste good," She chuckled. In his years sucking various cocks, Roberta had acquired quite a liking for the flavor of a man's essence, and this stranger's pre-cum was that perfect mix of saltiness and sweetness.
"You a vegetarian?"
The man's eyes went wide. "H-how did you know?"
"Your pre-cum's really thick and sweet. I love that." she replied as her tongue teased at the man's piss-hole. Making him grunt loudly, as even more sweet ambrosia drizzled forth, now directly into Roberta's hungry mouth, she lapped at the treat.
"I'll bet your cum's nice and thick too," she cooed.
"Does your wife like your cum?"
"I-I don't know... She-she always spits it out..." he replied shyly.
"Oh yeah? She doesn't know what she's missing out on, I'll bet..." she said with a smile.
Roberta gave the stranger's cock one more stroke, and as her fist crept down the shaft, she slipped her lips over the wet head, nursing on it tenderly, milking the pre-cum right out of the stranger's pee hole.
Gently she pulled the foreskin back with her hand and tongued just the head. Instantly another drop of his pre-cum pulsed out on her tongue. She loved the sexy feel of a man's loose foreskin on his cock. True, circumcised cocks looked better and tasted better, but she did like the loose feeling of the skin in her hand and her mouth. There was so much more to play with and chew on. She slipped her tongue under his foreskin and erotically circled the little foreskin pouch with her tongue. Her spit drooled out and covered the entire head and shaft.
Heavy breathing and rough groaning came from above Roberta's head as she sucked the tip of the businessman's dick again. He moaned and followed that with a very soulful and appreciative, "H-holy shit, don't stop..."
She chuckled to herself, as if she would go this far and not finish the poor guy off. That'd be absolutely heartless and she wouldn't get her delicious load of cum. Occasionally she'd let her lips pull up from the head, only to pull it back in with another hard suck on it. One of her hands went back to the orbs she'd left out to dry off and rolled them around in her palm. She could feel a hand move to the back of her head and pull her mouth closer.
"Uhn, shit... Incredible..." the salesman said, as his hips began to move on their own. Starting with shallow restrained thrusts, he began to settle into a smooth rolling of his pelvis forward and backward. With each passing thrust, his urgency grew stronger. This suited Roberta just fine; all she had to do was bob her head along the man's dick to keep rhythm with him, and maybe add a flicker of her tongue here and a twist of her lips there.
Still, she owed this guy something extra special. She had her hand still clawing at the inside of the salesman's thigh back, tickling his taint her finger, (that little place between his balls and his rectum) she then slide it between his round ass cheeks. The man's thrusting faltered when he sensed a few fingers playing at his rear pucker, and he twisted around to see what was going on.
"H-hey... The fuck are you gonna..." he exclaimed as his voice tapered off.
Her middle finger suddenly plunged inside him, writhing madly, hunting for something special inside his rear. He was about to reach back and extricate the digit from his rectum, when suddenly, he stopped. Roberta knew she'd hit his prostate when suddenly pre-cum quite literally shot across her tongue. `Bull's-eye,' she thought.
"Uhn... Oh my fuckin' God!" he shouted. His head rolled back as the finger in his ass ground against his hidden pleasure point.
"I don't know what you just did, but God, don't stop!" he cried out as both hands gripped Roberta's head from behind. The once-shy, innocent-looking businessman was fucking Roberta's mouth like he was losing his sense of civility. No longer a proper business man, he was now a raging stud ready to loose his seed.
"Fuck... Oh fuck!" he cried.
Roberta, of course, still wore her grin even as her mouth was being filled over and over with hot, hard, dripping cock. She'd long ago lost any semblance of a gag reflex, so it wasn't a problem for her whenever his organ penetrated deep in her throat. She knew his wife would not take such ruff treatment. Roberta's throat loved the lusty action and the turgid shaft being rammed down her gullet only caused her to crave his cum.
She jabbed her finger up the stranger's ass to pleasure him, pushing in faster, even more frenzied thrusts. If not for her head being braced, she was sure the back of her skull would be bruised and battered from being slammed into the wall behind her.
In her other hand, she felt the balls she was constantly kneading draw up, and with her fingertips, she felt the gland she was prodding swell slightly. Briefly, the blonde salesman opened his eyes from being clenched shut, if only a sliver, and met the horny, lazy gaze of the transsexual his dick was mouth fucking. He could see her bright red lips as they engulfed his pink shaft.
"Uhhnnn goooooooooodddd!!!" he cried. Abruptly, he ripped his dick from Roberta's face. He reached down to stroke himself to climax, but before he could even get his fingers onto his shaft, it jolted violently. He watched his spunk shoot from his piss-hole as if launched from a crossbow. The white bolt of cum screamed its way across Roberta's cheek and exploding like a grenade against her eyebrow. It was only the first of a quick barrage which, judging from his wide eyes and gasping mouth, the stranger had never experienced before.
Roberta let a few more shots of semen skid across her face before she dove forward and resumed her bobbing on his cock. There was no need to waste all of that cum. Slowly she bobbed on his shaft and felt the shaft stiffen again. His thrusting stopped, but the semen just kept coming. Nice long pulses deposited the creamy cum on her tongue. She moaned in satisfaction and let her mouth fill with his tasty cum. With her free hand she rubbed the lovely balls and coaxed out the final drops of his manly goo. She savored his manly musky flavor. This was as delicious as she'd expected.
The salesman gasped, moaned, and cursed in delight until he finally stopped shooting. Then with a few more thrusts from her finger in his rear, he spewed out the last of his load. It was only then she could delight in the taste of his male seed. He was sweet. His cum was that oh so wonderfully sexy sweet taste treat. Most men are salty or bitter, but some are honey sweet. His sweet cum melted on her waiting tongue. She rolled her tongue in the syrupy goo as her taste buds tingled in ecstasy. With one last squirt, he pulled his sensitive dick out of her mouth with a resounding pop.
Even as his dick once more emerged into the open, it spit one last glob onto Roberta's soft lips before drooping down from the exhaustion of pumping out such a huge load. It hung there as it shrank back in its protective sheath.
"Uuuhhhhhhnnnn..." he moaned. His legs quivering, he stepped back, having to brace himself against the opposite wall of the elevator.
"T-That was fucking amazing!" he whispered as a smile spread across his face, making him look all the cuter and more innocent. That image was in stark contrasted to the limp, drippy dick dangling like a pendulum in front of her like a wet noodle. She giggled as she watched the softening cock slip back into limpness and the crimson head was covered by the foreskin again.
"Shit, if my wife could suck dick like that..." he quipped.
"Then I'd be out of a job..." Roberta chuckled, wiping the fresh semen from her face and lapping it off her hand.
"And I swallowed it all, too." She cooed
The stranger grabbed his pants and buttoned his shirt. Even once he was dressed; it was obvious from the sweat soaking his clothes, his disheveled hair, and the blush on his cheeks, that he'd just done something very physical.
"Uh... Um, listen... Does that really... Taste okay?" he queried.
Roberta's grin grew wide as she wiped the last glob off her chin.
"C'mere and find out." Nervously, the businessman stepped forward, took her hand in his sweaty, shaky grasp, and brought her finger to his lips. Then he sucked it off like he expected a powerful bitterness in the fluid.
"...wow... It's... Actually not bad!" he smiled, swallowing down the dab of cream. "It makes my tongue tingle a little, though..."
With that, Roberta quietly pushed the emergency button and the car returned to its upward motion.
Suddenly, the bell rang, and the doors to the elevator slid open. The blonde frowned as he stepped off onto the floor he was waiting for before this chance meeting. "Um... I don't know how to ask you this, but-"
"I'm here every Monday from 11 am to 1 pm, she answered.
"Great. See you next week, then." He stated. He began to walk down the hall, but at the last second, turned to try to catch Roberta one last time.
"Hey, you never told me your name! I'm-"
"I know I didn't." she said. Roberta smiled as she watched the still nameless man vanish behind the closing doors. She cupped her crotch as the car began to descend, grinding the fabric of her wet pantyhose against her clit she fantasized about the next meeting with her not so strange, stranger.