Hank would never have believed that he would play the leading role in a shemale meeting story. But during his last visit to a bar, everything changed for him.


“Look at that chick over there, she’s already got juice running out of her pussy!” With a cowardly grin, my buddy Hans looked at me. He pointed to a dark-haired Thai woman who actually kept looking in our direction. I smiled briefly at her and then turned back to Hans.

“Why do you always have to be so vulgar,” I remarked on his pronunciation, but he just laughed out loud. Hans and I were probably the most mismatched friends there could be. I was a quietly brought up model boy from home. I used to get top grades at school, a perfect degree, and now have a solid job as a department manager. Hans, on the other hand, had always been a rebel. He dropped out of school, moved around the country with traveling instead, and earned his living with stock deals. Still, we had been friends since high school, often to the chagrin of my parents. Hans and I were also completely different when it came to women for a meeting.

While I had just two women at 32, with sex with only one, Hans had a different woman on the go at least every week. He didn’t want a relationship, a little fun and everything was good for him. Picking up women together was not in it at all with us, I was often ashamed of his direct manner, and next to him I had no chance anyway. He was muscular, good-looking and was a hit with women of all ages. I, on the other hand, always seemed a bit conventional, shy and was simply overlooked by most women. While Hans was already giving his attention to another woman, the Thai woman kept me busy. Her slim silhouette, pretty face and dark hair fascinated me. I liked her, but I was sure that she was only interested in Hans.

She smiled and I grinned back shyly for a meeting.

Stealthily, I glanced over at her again, and she promptly caught me. She smiled and I grinned back shyly. Hans was too busy to notice anything, a blonde at the bar was openly shaking it with him. “Bro, I’ll be right back, got stuff to do,” he excused himself even after a few minutes and went to meet his new blonde conquest. I remained seated with my beer and thoughts of the Thai woman. I didn’t dare look at her again. Without Hans, I was usually even more shy than I already was. With women, I had little experience anyway, neither in bed, nor when flirting and certainly not when picking up in a bar. I was just not a typical pickup guy.

“Hello, you’re alone,” a distinctive voice suddenly snapped me out of my thoughts. I looked up and straight into the brown eyes of the attractive Thai lady. “Ehm, ja, well, my buddy is briefly what to do,” I stammered, and she laughed.

She spoke perfect German and asked me if she could sit next to me. I said yes, and shortly afterwards I felt her warm body next to me. My heart was beating up to my neck, I neither knew what to say, nor how I would behave now. But that was not necessary, because Thaisa, as the pretty woman was called, took the lead in our conversation. Thaisa chatted easily with me and took away my nervousness completely. I felt more comfortable in her presence than I had in a long time, and when I saw Hans astonished look, it gave me an additional boost of confidence.

I thanked him inwardly for holding back this time and not coming back to the table with his jabs. But maybe it was because he was too busy with his blonde. When Thaisa put her hand on mine and asked me if I wanted to dance with her, my stomach warmed. Yes, I wanted to, because if there was one thing I knew how to do it was dance.

Of course, being the poster boy, I had been to dance school earlier. She led me to the dance floor and when I held her for the first time, I felt that there could be more going on. Thaisa was a fantastic dancer, she moved her body sneakily, softly and always knew exactly which step was coming next. We harmonized perfectly with each other, and so we floated over the dance floor, forgetting more and more everything around us. At a slow oldie, I took all my courage together and kissed her. I had never been brave before and had never made the first move, but with Thaisa I felt strangely comfortable. She returned my kiss, but then suddenly pulled away.

“What’s wrong, was that wrong?”, I wanted to know from her, but she shook her head. “No, you didn’t do anything wrong, but I may not be who you think I am,” she returned with her head down. I looked at her in amazement and for a moment didn’t know what to say.

“Thaisa, I want to get to know you though to find out who you are,” I tried to explain myself and for a moment she smiled again. “I’m not looking for commitment, I’m looking for some fun,” she confessed and I grinned. “That’s not supposed to be the problem, it’s long overdue that I have fun for once in my life,” I returned unimaginatively. “Even if the fun looks a little different than you think?” she breathed in my ear and I nodded, not knowing what she meant.

She snuggled back into my arm and continued to dance with me. I was confused, amazed, but also glad that she had come to me again. I embraced her waist and this time she didn’t pull back as I kissed her passionately. I was sure to finally experience exciting sex that night. Suddenly, she took my hand and surprisingly put it on her breasts. My cock was instantly hard and I looked lustfully into her eyes. “Feels wonderful,” I murmured, but then she grabbed my hand and pushed it further down. What was she up to? When I touched her Mons veneris above my pants, my pants twitched, but as I slid even further down, I couldn’t believe what I felt there. Thaisa had a hard bulge in her pants! At first, I thought it was a joke, but from the look on her face, I could tell it wasn’t.

I told you, I’m not who you think I am.

“I told you, I’m not who you think I am,” she whispered with a sad look on her face, and I broke away and fled to my seat. A shemale? Of course, once I wanted to fuck, I caught a shemale. I finished my beer down and ordered another. Thaisa was in the corner, dancing by herself. I looked at her, contemplated her hip swing, and my dick got hard again just thinking about her body. But how could that be?

Even though I knew she had a penis, was it getting hard? I also downed the next beer pretty quickly and slammed my glass down on the table. Hans had disappeared in the meantime and I was really glad about that. For nothing in the world would I have wanted to explain to him why I was now sitting alone at the table again. A tall, broad-shouldered man suddenly stood in front of Thaisa and seemed to be interested in her. It was boiling inside me. What did such a big lug want from her?

And anyway, what was so bad about the fact that she didn’t have a pussy, but a cock? Actually, such a fuck with a shemale would be exactly what a boring office fuzzy like me needed? Whether it was the alcohol or Thaisa’s influence, I suddenly jumped up, pushed my way through the other dancers and worked my way up to Thaisa. I tapped her on the shoulder and smiled. “You still owe me a dance,” I grinned, seeing the joyful glow that flitted across her face.

“Sure thing darling,” she returned glibly, immediately putting her new admirer in his place. The back room We danced for quite a while and our kisses became wilder and wilder. I was befuddled by her beauty and didn’t even think about the fact that I was getting close to a shemale. My cock was hard in my pants and I felt only the desire to be close to her. She seemed to suspect what I was craving, because all of a sudden she pulled me off the dance floor, into the staff area of the bar.

“Where do you think you’re going,” I asked her, puzzled, but she just kept pulling me. She stopped in front of a door, opened it and stepped inside. We were in a small office where, besides a desk, there was a bed and some shelves with files. How did Thaisa know that? I was about to ask her when she already pressed against me and kissed me again. Forgetting all the questions, I returned her kiss and now my hands began to get bolder as well. I stroked her shoulders and ventured forward to where her pretty breasts were waiting for me under the tight top. Thaisa pushed me off her for a moment, took off her top over her head and her lacy bra, and then lowered herself onto the made bed.

She patted the mattress and motioned for me to join her.

She patted the mattress and motioned for me to join her. Now there was no turning back, I walked up to her, sat down next to her on the bed and immediately started playing with her breasts again with my hands. They felt tight and firm, the small nipples were perfect to twirl between two fingers. I leaned forward and sucked one of her nipples after another into my mouth Overcoming Fear One of my hands was on her thigh, but I didn’t dare move further up. Thaisa seemed to notice this, because all of a sudden we switched positions. She stood up, bent over me and began to undo the belt of my jeans.

I let her and shortly after I was lying in front of her on the strange bed only in my shirt. She licked her lips when she saw my still hard cock and then she sank to her knees. I watched her closely as her mouth approached my lance and when she stuck out her tongue to touch my glans with it, the first drop of pleasure was already oozing out of me. “Yummy,” she murmured, and plopped her lips completely over my dome. I gasped as, tongue pressed firmly against my penis, she slid her lips down its full length and swallowed it all the way to the shaft. This horny sow! That it was my very first blowjob of life, she could not know. She was incredibly skillful, massaging my balls with one hand while sucking and licking me at the same time. Fucking with a shemale “I’m about to cum,”

I groaned and Thaisa pulled right back. What was that all about? But instead of explaining anything to me, she opened her pants, pushed them down along with the thong and knelt on the bed in front of me. She pulled her ass cheeks apart and I could see her sweet little rosette. “Fuck me,” she gasped and due to my boundless horniness, I didn’t even think any further, but positioned myself and pushed my cock into her tight ass. She moaned and I also felt different when I felt the tight, warm sheath around my pint. I pushed her slowly at first, but then I became bolder and faster. Her moans spurred me on, but I wondered how she would reach orgasm? I never thought I would touch another man’s cock or even a woman’s cock, but at that moment I wanted it more than anything.

While I was fucking Thaisa’s tight ass, I reached around her belly to her cock. It was semi-stiff and felt amazingly good in my hand. I started jerking it the way I always did with myself and she seemed to like it. With small, hard thrusts, I drove myself further and further towards orgasm as I jerked her off and let my hand rub up and down her cock faster and faster. She moaned louder and finally I felt the thick pipe twitch and her cum run over my hand. At that moment, I came too. We dropped onto the bed, exhausted, and fell asleep for a moment, cuddled together. I forgot everything around me, but when I woke up, Thaisa had disappeared. I looked for her in the bar, asked the bartender about her, but no one could tell me where she had disappeared to. Today, I still hope to see her again one day.

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