My name is Ken, and I was born and raised on a ranch outside of Oklahoma City (OKC) and grew up loving country and western music. I looked older than my age as a high school teenager and used to sneak into bars; not only to drink alcohol, but because I love to line dance.
After high school, I attended Oklahoma State University, where I met Becky, the girl who would become my wife. She was raised in a city environment in OKC, and she isn’t as much into country and western music and line dancing as I am. She humored me by going to the bars with me on some occasions, but I went alone many times as well.
I graduated with a degree in business, while Becky got her degree in education. I got a good job with a big company in Chicago, that also has a large branch office in OKC. I knew that I’d be able to travel back to OKC on occasion, and my hope was that I’d be able to advance in the company, and return permanently to OKC one day, as a senior manager. Becky was easily able to find a job at an elementary school in the Chicago suburb where we lived.
We made a good life for ourselves in Chicago, and after waiting a couple of years to start a family we had two children by the time we were twenty-eight. I enjoyed my business trips back to OKC every few months, where I’d get to stay for three or four days at a time.
During the first few years on those trips, I spent as much of my free time as I could visiting family and old friends, but then I started frequenting some of the country and western bars I knew from my younger days. At first, I just had a few beers and jumped into a line dance or two, but then I began getting horny for some of the pretty ladies I saw at the dances.
Becky and I had a great sex life for our first few years of marriage. We had been fucking an average of two or three times a week up until after the birth of our second child, when she suddenly lost interest. I was lucky to get fucked twice a month after that, and I was getting a bad case of the blue balls.
I’ve got a thick, six-inch cock, so I don’t think that I was the problem, and I assumed that it had something to do with postpartum depression or something. I felt like a jerk for being attracted to those other women, but my cock seemed to have a mind of its own and needed some pussy.
In addition to having a nice cock, I’m a reasonably good-looking man, with a vague resemblance to the actor Tom Selleck. I also considered myself to be a man’s man and fit, at six feet tall, and weighing one hundred and eighty pounds. So, I didn’t think I’d have a problem picking up a pretty woman.
Meeting Gabriela
There’s one bar that I frequented more than others, and on two nights of one of my trips, I noticed an attractive Latina lady, who I assumed to be Mexican, sitting by herself at the bar. She’s beautiful, in a slightly masculine way, with a strong jawline and interesting facial features, and looked to be in her early thirties. She reminded me of some other women, like the singer/actress Jessica Simpson, who are unquestionably beautiful, but with strong facial features. Jessica could just as easily have been a handsome man, as the beautiful woman she is.
The lady at the bar looked to be about five feet and five inches tall and weighed maybe one hundred and thirty-five pounds. She wore tight jeans, which complements her shapely legs, and emphasizes her nicely shaped, full ass. She also usually wears a western blouse, half unbuttoned and with the shirttails tied, with no bra, and exposing her taught narrow midsection. Her narrow waist is accentuated by her broad shoulders and what looks to be the bulging cleavage of her grapefruit-sized breasts.
Her face looks a little like the actress, Salma Hayek, with a medium-olive complexion, and her long, straight, black hair, perfectly frames her pretty face, with those alluring, dark-brown eyes, and thick lips. The whole package, from her luscious build, with curves in the right places, and her beautiful, long hair, was very alluring.
When I came back two months later, I saw the same lady sitting alone at the far end of the bar and thought that it was strange that a pretty and sexy lady like her wasn’t already with someone. I decided to introduce myself, but I had been married long enough to be out of practice using pickup lines.
I kept it simple, as I walked up next to her, and asked, “Why’s a pretty lady like you sitting here alone? Do you mind if I join you? My name is Ken.”
She answered with a breathy, sexy and slightly husky feminine voice, with a charming Spanish accent, saying, “Just waiting for you, cowboy. It would make me happy if you joined me. My name is Gabriela.”
I had a good feeling about her and our compatibility from the start and offered to buy her a drink. She accepted my offer for the drink and said, “I saw you in here a couple of months ago, but it doesn’t look like you’re from around here. What’s your story, Ken?”
Her sexy voice, good looks, and cordial manner were turning me on. I explained that I was born and raised in the area and was just back in town periodically on business. Then I continued, “I really enjoy line dancing and other types of dancing and was hoping to meet a pretty lady to have a good time with while I’m in town.”
While I was talking with Gabriela, a couple of men walked by, smiled, and gave me their thumbs up. I assumed that they were congratulating me for having a drink with the sexiest lady in the bar, and I smiled in return.
We had a couple of drinks together, and then I asked her to join me in a line dance. She accepted, and I couldn’t keep my eyes off her, for how sexy she looked dancing. She had her thumbs in her belt, bouncing up and down with the dance steps, as her big tits jiggled and shook in time with the music. Several of the other men and women caught my eye on the dance floor and indicated with smiles and raised eyebrows that I was lucky to have Gabriela as my partner.
The line dances were long and sweaty, and we danced a lot of the slow dances in between. It felt so good holding her in my arms, even with the seven-inch difference in height. She also felt firm and athletic, and not soft like some women are. I was nervous, trying to decide when would be the right time for me to start getting more intimate with her, but she made it easy for me.
We were dancing a slow dance, and as I put one arm around her back and the other around her waist, she wrapped her arms around me too, and pulled me in close. I felt her breath and smelled her hair, as we barely moved, holding each other. I could hardly believe my good luck when she dropped her hands down to rub my ass, which encouraged me to do the same to her. I loved pulling her tightly against me and pressing my hardening cock against her belly.
I had never experienced a woman that aggressive before, and I liked her taking charge. We danced that way, continuing into another slow song, and I was surprised when she put her hand behind my head, and pulled me down to kiss her. Her lips are so soft, and she didn’t hesitate to push her tongue into my mouth. We had an intense, wet, tongue-probing kiss for what seemed like five minutes, until the next fast song began, and we went back to the bar.
Even more men and women were giving me the thumbs up after kissing Gabriela that way, and I was starting to get the feeling that I was incredibly lucky to be with the hottest woman in the bar.
We joined the next line dance, and when it was over, and the slow music started again, we stayed on the dance floor. She initiated our next soulful kiss, and after we started rubbing each other’s asses again, she gently pulled my right hand up to rub the side of her left breast, as she pushed her other hand between us to rub my cock. Her breasts are so firm and full, and I was enraptured by her. The smell of her hair, taste of her sweet mouth, and the firmness of her breasts and ass were overwhelming me with lust. I could hardly wait to get her into my bed at the hotel.
After that dance, we got a table in a darkened corner of the bar. We kissed again, and as I rubbed her breasts, she was rubbing my crotch. I also tried to rub between her legs, but she teasingly stopped me before I reached her pussy.
My cock was raging hard in seconds, and she broke our kiss and whispered in my ear, “This is so nice and thick. Is it for me?”
I squeezed her breasts as I answered, “Hell yes, Gabriela, it’s all for you. Would you like to come with me to my hotel? It’s fairly close to here, and I’ll bring you back afterwards.”
She rubbed my cock even harder and said, “Oh yes, I’d love that, Ken. But before we go, I wanted to make sure that you understand that I’m a girl with something extra. Is that okay with you?”
I was naïve and didn’t know the context for her being ‘a girl with something extra’, so I ignorantly gripped both of her tits in my hands, and answered, “Yes, Gabriela, that’s fine with me. I love your big breasts and can hardly wait to see them bare and suck them.”
Gabriela gave me a strange look, momentarily, and then said, “Okay, sweetie, let’s get to that room of yours. I want to see your nice cock and suck it too.”
Being Dominated by Gabriela
We walked out of the bar, with my arm around her waist, and more of the guys were smiling and showing their approval for me taking Gabriela out, likely for sex. We got to the hotel quickly, and the bellman gave me an amused look as we walked to the elevator. I could hardly believe my luck at having found such a beautiful, sexy, and free-spirted Latina woman, who seemed like she was as anxious to fuck as I was.
Gabriela went to the bathroom to freshen up, as I undressed and got into bed. She came out a few minutes later, wearing only her bra and a pair of white, cotton, bikini panties. Her body was so lean, and athletic, and I could hardly wait to fuck her. I briefly saw what looked like a bulging camel toe, before she obscured my view with her hands, as she walked to the bed and slid under the covers next to me.
I rolled over and kissed her, as I rubbed her breasts, before reaching around to unfasten her bra. Her bare breasts are full and firm, and I leaned down to suck first the right, and then the left areola and nipple. She reached down to rub my hardening, bare cock, and as I continued sucking her breasts, I moved my hand down to rub her pussy. She coyly redirected my hand and held it on her inner thigh, and I was going berserk with lust to feel her wetness.
After kissing and fondling each other for what seemed like ten minutes, she turned around under the covers, at an angle with her crotch away from me, and began sucking my cock. Her lips felt so good on my meat, and she also rolled my balls around in her hand, as she sucked me more aggressively than my wife had ever done.
I was so turned on, and getting close to ejaculating, but I wanted to hold off, at least until I got a taste of Gabriela’s pussy. So, I slid around in the bed, as she continued sucking my cock, getting closer and closer to a side-by-side sixty-nine position. It was hard to see under the covers, and as I got most of the way turned around, I could barely make out that bulge in her panties again, knowing that it just had to be a big, tasty, thick-lipped, hairy vulva.
Gabriela lifted her hips, helping as I pushed her panties down and off her legs. Then I tongue-kissed her belly button, and started licking, kissing, and sucking my way down to her pussy. As I got closer, I didn’t sense the aroma of pussy, but instead sensed an arousing musky smell, that got stronger as my mouth found its way into her pubic hair. I continued down, expecting to feel the lips of her pussy, but instead, felt a broad lump.
She pressed her crotch against my face, and it only took me a few more seconds to realize that my mouth was at the base of a noticeably big cock. I had never had any attraction to having sex with men, but I was so aroused at that moment, that I continued down until my mouth was sucking sideways on her soft, but very thick shaft. That’s when Gabriela reached down and pulled her cock up, until the cock head was on my lips.
I felt like I was outside of myself, looking down, as I took that big cock into my mouth, and began sucking it. I realized that it’s uncircumcised, and was hardening quickly in my mouth, as Gabriela rolled over on top of me, and began fucking me. That cock grew to at least eight inches long, and much thicker than my cock. I was so turned on by the unusual situation I was in, being face fucked by a beautiful, trans woman, that it only took me another couple of minutes to cum in her mouth.
She kept fucking my mouth, and in only another couple of minutes, I felt her cock begin to throb, as I tasted my first ever load of cum. She rolled us to our sides, still sucking one another’s deflated cocks, and I enjoyed the moment, tasting the oozing remnants of her cum. She finally pulled away from me, and I turned back around to face her.
Gabriela was smiling at me as I said, “Holy fucking shit, Gabriela, I had no idea that you’re a trans, or whatever you call it. Why the fuck did you trick me like that? I had never sucked a cock or tasted cum until a few minutes ago.”
She looked serious and a little sad, saying, “I’m so sorry, Ken, but I thought you knew. I asked if you knew that I was ‘a girl with something extra’, and you seemed okay with it. It’s obvious now, that you didn’t know what I was talking about. So, what do we do now?”
I looked at her and answered, “I don’t know, Gabriela. I feel so used and violated, but at the same time, that was an arousing and exciting experience. I can’t figure out how you can be so beautiful, feminine, and charming, and at the same time have a cock bigger than mine. Shit, you kiss better than anyone I’ve ever kissed before, and I just loved having you in my arms. I was really falling for you. So, I don’t know. I guess I need to let this sink in a bit.”
Gabriela reached over and put her hand on my shoulder, before saying, “I really feel close to you too, and I think that we get along so well together. I’m sorry if it seems like I tricked you, but I was just following my instincts. I saw some of the other people at the bar, who know that I’m a transsexual, giving you encouragement for being with me, and I assumed that you knew.”
She paused for a moment, and then continued, “I get a little confused myself sometimes. In my senior year of high school, I started feeling like I was a girl, trapped in a boy’s body. I wanted to relate to the world as a girl. But at the same time, I loved having my cock sucked and even fucking, and I loved sucking other cocks. I started living as a woman in college, and after I graduated and got a job, I used my resources to begin the transition.”
I was calming down by then, and asked, “Well, why didn’t you complete the transition, and end up with a surgically constructed pussy?”
Gabriela smiled and said, “I started on the hormones, and was becoming more feminized. I even had fairly good-sized, budding breasts. But, when it came to losing my penis, I just couldn’t go through with it. I like my cock too much and didn’t want to take the chance of losing my ability to feel sexual sensations.”
“So, I decided that I could have the best of both worlds, if I lived as a woman, but with a cock. I got breast implants to finish the job the hormones started, and I really enjoy my lifestyle. I’ve got good enough looks that I can attract plenty of men, and as you could tell, I even like to take a dominant role.”