Dirty Business Trip

I don't know if I am gay, or straight, or bisexual. I have never been turned on by a man, and have never thought before of transsexuals. But that night, in the hotel room, it all made sense. I lowered my mouth onto her penis, and started sucking.

I don't think I was very good at first, but Chantal provided direction. "That's it. Good. Open your teeth a bit, you don't want to scrape the penis. Yes, Yes. Try going farther down the shaft. That's it. Breathe through your nose. Mmmm. Yes. Now take my balls in your mouth. Ow, ow. No gently. Gently. Yes. Yes. That's it. Lick the shaft. Yes. Now lick the head of the penis. Mmmmm. Run your tongue around the tip. Yes, that's it. That's it." Eventually I got the hang of it, and Chantal's directions were replaced with a serious of moans and grunts.

After about 5 minutes of sucking and licking, Chantal asked, "Would you be interested in tasting my come?"

"I don't know. What does it taste like?"

"It's both sweet and tart, like eating a lemon and sugar at the same time," she said. "You don't have to swallow if you don't like the taste."

"Okay," I said. The only time I had tasted come before was when there was residue left on the lips or in the pussy of a lover. And I don't recall being adverse to the taste then.

"Alright. Put your mouth over the tip of my cock," she said. She took the shaft of her cock with her fist, and started pumping up and down. I kept my mouth over the head of her cock, and used my tongue to flick at the tip.

She came quickly, grabbing my head and pushing it down over her cock and the come hit the back of my mouth. The initial taste was sweet, but it caused my lips to pucker. I let the come slide down my throat, and swallowed it all.

"Oh, you decided to swallow. You are going to be very popular with my friends," she said. I hadn't thought to that point what this meant past this night. However, that comment got me thinking about what I wanted from a relationship. I've had a number of relationships with woman, and they never seem to turn out the way I want them to. I can never get close, emotionally or mentally to a woman. Maybe my answer was here. Maybe I needed a woman who knew (at least partially) what it is like to be a man. Maybe I should start dating transsexuals full time.