February 21, 2015 - Part 2 - First of Three Big Cocks at Power Exchange

February 21, 2015 - Part 2 - First of Three Big Cocks At Power Exchange


After my slutty glory hole antics at the the Palm Beach Arcade, I was even hornier than I'd been when I first left the house, and that's really saying something. Sucking the cock and swallowing the cum of a complete stranger just drives me wild and I just want more and more. But since the video booths at the arcade were empty, it was time to drive over to Power Exchange. The Power Exchange is a sex club that I've written about in some of my previous posts and it's a pretty reliable place for finding horny men looking for some relief.
I entered the club, signed in, grabbed a few condoms (just in case) and per my usual habit, I did a quick circuit of the halls, and rooms on the main floor and downstairs to see what kind of crowd was present. It wasn't crowded, but as I expected, there were plenty of horny men cruising for some action. I deflected several minor attempts of men trying to get my attention as I explored the club, and once I'd finished, I headed back to the stairs with the idea that I'd go back to the main floor and hang out near the stage with all the stripper poles. As I approached the staircase, I was accosted by a good looking man who appeared to be in his 30's. One of the first things I noticed about him was his Australian accent. I thought it was kinda neat. And the idea that he was visiting San Francisco from so far away immediately made we want to suck his cock and give him an experience that would make him remember San Francisco for more than the Golden Gate Bridge and the sourdough bread. It wasn't long before he and I were stepping into one of the little rooms along the hallway. He put the chain across the doorway to signal to others that we didn't want anyone joining in. I set my purse down on the small table nearby and crouched down in front of him. I unzipped him, put my hand into his pants and was quite pleased with the size of the cock that I pulled out. His cock was only semi-hard and I can already see that he was almost twice the size of the guy I'd sucked at the video arcade. As I stroked its impressive length, it stiffened and swelled. Not only was it big, it was beautiful. The length and thickness were nicely proportioned and his large, smooth mushroom tip just begged to be kissed and licked. I wasted no time in doing exactly that. I planted a kiss on the tip of his cock, and then another, parting my lips slightly on the second kiss and allowing my tongue to moisten his rapidly swelling cock head. I bobbed my head up and down on his cock, slowly taking more and more of it into my mouth as it got wetter. I pulled away momentarily and licked the palm of my hand, then resumed the blowjob with the added stimulation of my hand gliding up and down his stiff shaft to the same rhythm of my cock-hungry mouth. I could feel his cock head hitting the back of mouth. Again and again, his mushroom tip hit the 'roadblock' of my tightly closed throat, my hand providing the only stimulation for the lower half of his cock shaft. I quietly hoped he would decide that he wanted more and that he would put a hand on the back of my head and push his cock down my throat, but he was too gentlemanly for that, so I simply did what I intuitively knew he wanted me to do. I relaxed my throat muscles and pushed my head forward until his cock slipped past the back of my mouth and down my throat. I didn't stop until my nose was pressed against his belly. I was very pleased to hear his appreciative moans. I bobbed my head up and down a few times, never letting the tip of his cock slip out of my throat, and then pulled away to get some air. I pumped his shaft with my hand until I caught my breath and then went back to sucking and stroking. Every few seconds I alternated between sucking his cock for a few strokes and then deep throating his cock for a few strokes.
By this time I had started to rub my own 'clit' with my free hand. I had it tucked down the inside of my right thigh, so my pantyhose could hold it firmly in place and out of sight, but also provide me easy access when I was crouched down like I was. After several minutes of sucking and deep throating, and playing with my 'clit' I felt myself getting dangerously close to cumming, as in, one more stroke and I would be shooting my cum down my own leg. I stopped masturbating and did my best to relax and let the feeling pass. I felt my impending orgasm subsiding, but I also felt cum
dribbling out of my 'clit' and wetting my inner thigh. I had effectively milked out my own cum
without having an orgasm. This only heightened my excitement and at that point I was REALLY wanting to taste this stranger's cum. The next time I took him down my throat, I pressed my nose against his belly and stuck my tongue out to lick his balls. Then I bobbed my head up down a few times, but this time I didn't pull away. I kept bobbing up and down, fucking his cock with my throat. As the seconds passed, I began to feel the need to come up for air, but I forced myself to keep at it. I heard him blurt out "Oh, shit!" and I knew then that I was servicing him right. I forced his cock down my throat a few more times and he grabbed the back of my head and started cursing as his orgasm overcame him. His cock was so deep that I didn't even have to swallow because he was simply pumping his cum directly down my throat. It was an amazing experience, and I didn't want it to end even though I was desperate for air at that point. I finally had to pull away, gasping to catch my breath. I never stopped jacking his cock with my hand, though, doing my best to ensure his full release. I took a few deep breaths and then started sucking him again. I was very pleased when I was able to coax a few more drops of cum from his cock and get at least a little taste of his delicious semen . He allowed me to lick, suck and play with his cock for a short time before he zipped himself up and said "That's the best blowjob I've ever had."
"Wow! Thanks." I said as I stood, feeling flattered and proud to know that I was his 'best'.
"Thank YOU." he said.
He watched as I straightened and smoothed my skirt and gathered up my purse. He unchained the doorway and very gentlemanly let me walk out ahead of him and we were soon going our separate ways. As I made my way down the hall, I was hyper aware of my appearance. I had a pretty good idea of how sloppy my lipstick looked and couldn't help but wonder if everyone I walked by would notice and would then know that I had just finished sucking someone's cock. It turned me on to think that all who saw me would know that I was a cocksucker. As I walked carefully up the stairs in my towering heels, I could feel the very pleasant stimulation of my 'clit' tucked down my right thigh gently rubbing against my left thigh with every step. I could also feel the wetness of my pantyhose between my legs from when my own cum had dribbled out. I amusedly wondered if the man walking
up the stairs behind me could see up my skirt and see my 'clit' rubbing between my thighs and the dampness there. I secretly hoped that he could.
I could still taste the stranger's cum in my mouth as I entered the restroom, and I savored the flavor and the slutty feelings it filled me with. I entered a stall and did what I needed to clean the wetness between my legs, and then I proceeded to do my usual post-blowjob routine of touching up my makeup, re-applying my lipstick and otherwise primping and preening. Afterward, I found my way to the large main room with the stage and stripper poles and found a comfortable place to sit on one of the couches along the right side wall. The stage was empty and there wasn't anything else interesting happening there, but I was happy to simply sit and rest my feet for a while. Having just sucked off the second complete stranger of the night, I thought I would have a little break even though I was horny as ever and craving more cock and cum. As it it turned out, my break was a very brief one.
You can read about it in 'Part 3'.

February 21, 2015 - Part 1 - I Find Glory At The Video Arcade

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April, 2011 - I Suck A Stranger's Cock in His Apartment

This naughty little adventure happened a few years ago and I think It's about time I got around to sharing it here.

April 14, 2011

I'd spent the late afternoon shopping for shoes at DSW in downtown San Francisco. I was wearing a body hugging gray and red dress, a black long-sleeved shrug, sheer off-black pantyhose and 4" black stiletto slides. I'm a shoe whore, so even though I didn't buy any new shoes, I had a ton of fun trying on lots of sexy high heels. A flattering little bonus came in the form of a young, male DSW employee I caught the eye of when I first got there. He flirted with me several times as I shopped, at one point telling me that I was "very pretty". When I'm out in public I do notice that I sometimes attract appreciative looks from men, but it's rare for them to actually voice their appreciation the way this young man did. Nothing came of the flirtation, but afterward I couldn't help fantasizing about seducing him into a blowjob in the restroom, or a quickie in a back storeroom. Alas, they were only fantasies and after I was done shopping, I returned home for a brief rest and some minor outfit changes.

A quick photo before heading to DSW.

I changed from pantyhose into black, fishnet thigh-highs (for easy access if I got lucky), and switched my shoes to strappy platform wedges. Then I freshened up my makeup and headed to Diva's to check out the drag show.

The crowd at Diva's was typical for a Saturday night, a mix of TGurls, tranny-chasers, and straight 'tourists'. It wasn't crowded, though, and I found a vacant seat and sat down. I wasn't there long when a guy started chatting me up. He made small talk and peppered me with compliments meant to flatter me. He bought me a drink (a Sprite because I don't drink alcohol) and before I could finish it, he was inviting back to his place for sex. I turned him down, but he wasn't going to take 'no' for an answer. He kept working at convincing me to join him, eventually telling me that he had a 10" cock. I saw this as an act of desperation, and while it should have turned me off even more, I finally gave in and agreed to join him. What can I say? The truth is, I wanted cock, and while this guy wasn't my first choice, all I really needed was an excuse to say 'yes'.

His apartment was only about 1 1/2 blocks away, so it was a short walk. Once inside we made small talk and basically wasted time until it felt right to get started. I don't remember the details of how we got from point 'A' to point 'B', but I do remember he turned on some porn and that soon afterward, I had his cock in my mouth. I recall having to put a lot of effort into getting him fully erect. I wasn't really surprised to discover that his cock was NOT 10". It was a nice cock nevertheless, and I had a great time trying to make him cum. I sucked him on my knees as he stood before me. I sucked him kneeling on his bed as he kicked back, alternately watching me and the porn on his computer. 

                             

                        

                              

I sucked him laying on my back as he knelt over me dangling his cock in my face. In that last position, after a lot of fun work, he rewarded me by shooting his cum into my mouth. I savored the flavor and swallowed deeply. He watched appreciatively as I continued sucking his cock even as his erection subsided, milking every last drop of cum into my mouth. Once I was satisfied that his cock was fully spent, I excused myself to his bathroom so I could straighten out my clothes and touch up my makeup. I gathered my things, we exchanged pleasantries, and I left. 

Fortunately, I had my digital camera with me that night and at some point I'd handed it to him so he could record the night's events.

An appreciative lip massage for the cock that just fed me cum.

I love closeup photos of a cock resting on my face.

Trying to milk a few more drops of cum from his spent cock.

January 4, 2013 - Starting the Year Off With a Bang!

Last Friday night I dressed up for the first time in what seems like forever and I went to Power Exchange.  Power Exchange is a sex club here in San Francisco.  I was wearing a black, form-fitting, sleeveless top, a pair of sheer brown arm sleeves to keep my arms warm, a tight, stretchy, black and white striped miniskirt, suntan sheer-to-waist pantyhose and 6" black patent leather platform pumps.
I arrived at Power Exchange not long after they opened, so it was almost empty.  I took a quick tour of the place and it felt like there were only a handful of people there.  I kept seeing the same few guys.  There were two young guys, one looked to be Mexican and the other possibly Filipino, who I was hoping would approach me, but didn't, even though I caught them both taking glances at me. After cruising for a while, I stepped into one of the booth-like rooms off of the main hallway in the downstairs part of the club and moments later the Filipino guy poked his head in.  He was starting to turn to walk away when I said "Hello."  He stepped into the small room and returned my greeting.  "Are you having a good time?" I asked.  He said that he was having an alright time, but it was his first time there and he was surprised at how empty it was.  I explained that it was early and most people don't show up until around midnight.  Then I asked him "What are you looking for tonight?"  His response was tentative and barely audible above the loud music.  "A blowjob?", he said.  It was meant to be a statement, but sounded more like a question, as if he was unsure if I would be offended by such a statement.  Of course, I'm never offended by such things and I responded by smiling warmly and saying "That's great!  I love giving blowjobs."  His face lit up and he seemed relieved.  I set my purse and jacket down on a chair and sat in another and he wasted no time taking position standing between my spread knees and unbuckling his pants.  His semi-hard cock was soon dangling invitingly in front of my face as he rolled on a condom.  Once his cock was covered, I wasted no time taking it into my mouth.  I loved feeling it grow and harden between my lips and I started stroking his shaft with my left hand while I concentrated my lips and tongue on his mushroom tip.  I was quite pleased with his size once he was fully erect and to show my appreciation, I took his cock to the back of my mouth and further, swallowing his cock down my throat.  He was talking, but I couldn't hear much of it.  I caught just enough to know that it was appreciative praise for what I was doing to him and that was all the encouragement that I needed.  I continued sucking his cock for a good while, alternating between sucking, stroking, and deepthroating until he pulled out and started stroking his cock in my face.  Within moments he pulled off the condom and said "Open your mouth."  I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue and I could hear him begin to pant and moan as his orgasm overtook him.  He shoved his bare cock into my mouth and I wrapped my lips tightly around the head as he unloaded spurt after spurt of hot cum onto my tongue.  It was a nice big load.  A real mouthful.  I kept sucking his cock, milking it with my hands and mouth to drain him of every drop of cum.  When he pulled away to zip up, I looked up at him and opened my mouth wide to show him my cum-filled mouth.  Then, I swallowed it, smiled and thanked him.  While he was zipping up, I gathered my things, composed myself and then excused myself to the ladies' room so I could fix my lipstick. 

After touching up my makeup, I went back downstairs and started cruising again.  It seemed like only a matter of minutes when my path crossed with the young Mexican guy I'd seen earlier.  This time, he didn't let me walk by without accosting me.  He said something to me, but I couldn't hear over the music, so I asked him to follow me into the very same room where I'd just sucked off the other guy.  Once inside, he told me that he wanted a blowjob.  I figured he must've seen me sucking the other guy and that was the reason for his directness compared to his earlier passivity.  I said "Sure." expecting that we'd get to it right where we stood, but he had other ideas.  He wanted to go to the back room behind some curtain.  I wasn't sure what he was talking about, but followed him anyway.  It turns out that he wanted to go behind a curtain in the back room that you're not supposed to go behind.  I guess he wanted privacy, or something.  I humored him and followed him back there.  He whipped out his cock, (another good sized one) and I started sucking.  I was pleased to taste his naked cock, but it didn't take long for security to find us and make us get out of there.  I was a little bit pissed off that he'd insisted we go back there, but followed him anyway as we relocated to the room we'd been in before.  I set my things down again and took my place squatting down in front of him as he pulled out his cock and fed it into my eager mouth.  He held my head in his hands almost the entire time guiding my head up and down on his cock.  When I deepthroated him, he held my head firmly and fucked my throat like it was a pussy.  So hot!  By now I was enjoying it so much that I'd forgotten about the earlier false start.  He lasted a long time and I had to really work for my reward.  I don't think I've ever deepthroated anyone as much as I did him and I was very proud of myself for taking his cock in my throat for longer than I've ever before.  I do think I'm getting better at it.  So I kept sucking and deepthroating his cock until he finally rewarded me by unloading in my mouth.  It was a smaller load than the first guy, but I happily swallowed his cum and thanked him.

After swallowing that second load, I left and walked back to my car.  At first I thought I might go home, but I was still horny and in the mood for a good fuck.  So, I took off the pantyhose I was wearing and switched to an identical pair in which I'd cut a slit in the cotton crotch panel so I could get fucked without pulling them down.  I also switched skirts to a super short, pleated mini that barely covered my ass.  I took my time changing and fixing my makeup in my car and by the time I went back in to Power Exchange there was a lot more people.  I cruised around for a bit and then sat down in one of the rooms with a TV screen playing porn and watched for a while.  It was pretty vanilla porn, though, boring and repetitive, and so I decided to cruise some more.  

The outfit I was wearing when I went back
inside for some more fun.

One of the many cool things about Power Exchange is that they have a fucking machine.  It'd been a while since my last visit and I was delighted to find that they now had three fucking machines, each of them different.  They each have a seat with a hole in the middle of it with a dildo mounted below sticking up through the hole in such a way that you can sit on it and get fucked.  One works by having someone sit on another seat and work pedals like on a bicycle which makes the dildo go up down while someone else is sitting on it.  Another one you sit on the seat with the dildo inside of you and there's a handle in front of you which works a lever that is attached to the dildo so all you have to do is work the lever up and down to make the dildo go in and out of you.  The last one has a similar seat with a hole in it and a dildo sticking up through the hole, but the dildo stays still and the seat is mounted on springs from below.  When you sit on it your body weight presses the springs (and the seat) downward allowing the dildo to enter you.  There's a handlebar mounted in front of you so you have something to hold onto.  So it basically works by sitting down, holding the handlebars and bouncing up and down on the springy seat.  How hard you bounce determines how deeply the dildo penetrates.  All three of these machines are in an alcove just off of the main hallway in the downstairs area and none of them were being used.  I was still super horny for a good fuck and I hadn't been approached by any men who I deemed good candidates, so I decided that I'd take matters into my own hands and take a ride on one of the fucking machines.  I chose the one with the lever.  I rolled a condom onto the dildo, rubbed lube all over it, straddled the seat and lowered myself down.  The dildo was pretty large, bigger than the one I play with at home, and I had to work it in, but once I'd taken the thick head into my ass it was easy to lower myself into a full sitting position.  I took hold of the lever in front of me and pushed slowly but firmly, forcing the dildo upward and deeper into me.  It was intense but before long I was working the lever hard, fucking myself deeply.  It wasn't long before some people began to stop and watch.  Most watched from a distance and only briefly before moving on.  After a while I noticed a tall black man watching me intently while stroking his cock.  It was a big one and I wanted it.  I motioned with my finger for him to come closer.  He walked over to me rolled a condom onto his cock and fed it into my mouth.  I continued working the lever, forcing the dildo in and out of my ass as I sucked his long, thick cock.  He must have been super horny because it didn't take long at all for him to fill the condom with his cum.  He was pulling off the condom as he walked away and within moments he was gone.  I was a little disappointed that I didn't get to taste his cock or his cum, but it was a pretty nice thrill to suck cock while getting 'fucked'.  First time I've had that experience.  After a while I decided to give one of the other machines a try.  I rolled a condom onto the dildo on the spring loaded machine, lubed it up and took a seat.  My ass was already stretched from the ride on the first machine, so the dildo on this one slid right in and I immediately began bouncing up and down.  It was great!  I rode that machine for quite a while, again with the revolving audience.  There was one guy who lingered noticeably longer than most.  After a while he came closer, much closer, trying to get a better look.  He even crouched down to get a good look underneath the seat so he could watch the dildo gliding in and out of my ass.  I was enjoying putting on a good show for him when he finally spoke.

"Do you want to try a real cock?" he said.

I paused thoughtfully then replied  "Yes, I would." smiling warmly as I did.  I gathered my jacket and purse and took his hand as he lead me down the hall to another of the little booth-like rooms along its length.  I set my purse and jacket down and squatted down in front of him as he unzipped his pants and pulled out his semi-hard cock.  It must have been my lucky day because once again I was very pleased with its size.  It wasn't as long as the dildoes I'd been riding, but probably as thick, with a nice big knob of a head.  I could already imagine how good that first stroke would feel as his mushroom tip pops inside of me.  I took his cock into my mouth and sucked.  I bobbed up and down on his cock, working it with my hands.  When it was hard enough, he rolled a condom on and simply said "Bend over." I sucked his condom-sheathed cock into my mouth one more time to make sure it was nice and wet and then I turned around, bent over and braced myself on the chair in front of me.  He lined up his cock with my hole and pushed.  His swollen mushroom head entered me and it was as wonderful as I had imagined only moments before.  He started slowly at first, but pretty soon he was pumping his cock in and out of my ass with gusto.  His cock felt amazing to say the least, and he was giving it to me like he owned me.  He even started talking dirty to me and slapping my ass every now and then.  I loved it.  

"You like getting fucked in the ass, don't you?" he said.  "You like my cock?" "You like the way I fuck you?".  On and on like that.  It was great.  Every time he asked a question like that, my response was "Yes!"  "Oh, yes!", "I love it!" or "I love how you fuck me!".  I even started encouraging him.  Saying things like "You make me feel like a bitch!"  "Fuck me like a bitch."  "Fuck me harder!".  Everything that I said was a breathless exclamation because he was fucking me so hard.  I mean, he was making me squeal, he was fucking me so hard and deep.  He was pulling his cock almost all the way out so that only the very tip was barely inside of me and then ramming it back in, balls deep, impaling me on his thick cock over and over.  It was so intense that I had to ask him if we could take a break.  He pulled out and I turned around and sat down.  He didn't allow me to be idle, though.  He wiggled his condom covered cock in front of my face and then shoved it into my mouth.  It was the first time I'd done 'ass to mouth' with a guy.  I sucked his cock for a little while and when he thought I'd rested long enough, he ordered me to bend over again.  He slid his cock up my ass and continued the deep and thorough fucking right where he'd left off.  This went on for at least a half an hour.  When at one point he was long-stroking me and his cock accidentally slid all the way out, I asked for another break.  He agreed that we should take a break.  Unfortunately for me, he was zipping up his pants as he said it, which meant we were done.  I was grateful for the rest, but sad that I didn't get his cum.  He'd fucked my brains out, though, and I'd loved it.  I thanked him for the great fuck and he went on his way.  After he'd gone, it took me a good while to cool off, rest up and compose myself.  I contemplated cruising for more cock, but I was pretty wore out after that last guy, so I decided to call it a night and head home.  All in all, a pretty good/slutty start to the new year.

October 16, 2011 - Cumsicles = Yummy!

October 16, 2011

I was at the Power Exchange with Janice and her friend, both visiting from England.  I took a seat in the large room in the basement near the large round bed and it wasn’t long before guys were approaching me.  I sucked a few cocks, but only one of them  to orgasm.  He wore a condom as I sucked him and he came, filling the condom with his thick, gooey cum.  I pulled the condom off of him and tied it in a knot so none of the cum would spill and then placed it in my purse.  After he walked away another guy walked up and asked for a blowjob and I said ‘yes’ and took his cock in my slutty mouth.  After I sucked him for a while he asked if he could fuck me.  All that cock sucking had made me super horny and I was totally ready for a good fuck so of course I said ‘yes’, again.  I climbed onto the bed on all fours, raised my skirt and pulled my thong to the side.  He rolled on a condom, lubed it up and mounted me from behind.  After only a few moments of finding the right angle his cock was inside of me and he was riding me, pumping my ass with his stiff cock.  I felt like a total bitch with his stiff boner sliding in and out of my ass.  He was using me like a cheap whore and I was loving it.  I took his cock deep inside of me like a good slut, letting him take his pleasure.  When he finished, I turned around and carefully removed the condom so as not to spill any of the precious cum, tied it in a knot and held it as I wrapped my lips around his shrinking cock, cleaning it with my mouth the way a good cocksucker should.  When his cock was clean, he zipped up, thanked me and walked away.  I placed the cum-filled condom in my purse with the other one and the night continued relatively uneventfully.

When I got home I placed the condoms, my prizes, in a zip lock baggie and put them in the freezer.  A few weeks later I was feeling horny and got dressed up real sexy.  I put on a quick application of makeup and started fantasizing about my recent slutty escapade at Power Exchange and before you know it I was totally craving cock and cum.  I wasn’t made up enough to actually go out and I didn’t really have time for that anyway, but I remembered that I still had my prizes from that night in the freezer.  I retrieved the frozen cumsicles and brought them back to my room.  I stood in front of the mirror, cut the reservoir tip off of one of the condoms and squeezed the frozen cum onto my cum-hungry tongue.  I watched in the mirror as the white cumsicle quickly began to melt into a puddle of creamy cummy goodness on my tongue.  Totally turned on by the taste of it, I quickly cut the tip off the other condom and squeezed its contents into my mouth, as well.  I was super horny as I watched it melt, too, doubling the size of the pool of cum in my mouth.  I twirled my tongue around, watching the cum swirl and ooze and tasting the combined flavors of two loads of semen from two complete strangers who had used me for their sexual pleasure.  I savored the flavor of the two loads of cum and then swallowed like a good cum slut should.  Typing this up now makes me crave cum and I find myself wishing that I had a few more cumsicles in the freezer to eat right now.

-Tiffany

July 14, 2007 - Plumber Takes It Out In Trade

The following is a fictionalized version of a roleplay that I did with a guy I met on Craigslist.  I responded to his ad looking for a TGurl to fool around with and I suggested that we do a roleplay and he was into it.  We exchanged a few emails working out the details and then set up a time to meet and this is pretty much how it played out.  I couldn't remember everything said and done so I filled in a few gaps in the narrative and made up the dialog to match the feel of what happened that night, but this is pretty much how it played out.  We had never met before he showed up at my door pretending to be a plumber.  It was super hot. ;)

P.S.  The photos are the actual ones that he took while we were playing and are the first ever of me sucking cock.  They came out kinda crappy because he was unfamiliar with my camera and also, perhaps, because he was distracted by me sucking his cock.  Hee, hee, hee.


It was a Friday night and I was planning on a night out on the town.  I was wearing a burgundy, long-sleeved, sheer top, brown miniskirt that hugged my ass and flared out just below it.  It was so short that it just barely covered my ass.  Sheer taupe pantyhose, and brown 4 1/2" strappy, 'fuck me' sandals completed my outfit.  I was super horny. Even more so than usual because while I was getting dressed up earlier I had a gangbang porno DVD playing to help heighten my mood.  It had really done the job and looking in the mirror now, I had a pretty good feeling that I'd be a hit with the men wherever I ended up going for the evening.  Unfortunately, a sudden plumbing problem in my apartment threatened to totally derail my plans.  It was an issue that couldn't be ignored and I was on the phone calling every plumber in the phonebook to no avail.  It was already evening and all I was getting was recorded messages.  After several failures, I finally got a message that included a phone number for emergencies and so I called that.  It was a mobile phone number and the man who answered was named Chris.  I explained the problem to him while thanking him profusely and praising him for answering the phone and even considering helping me.  He agreed to make the after hours house call to help me, took my address, gave me an ETA and then hung up.  It was going to be a while before he would arrive so I used the time to primp and preen a bit more.  When I was as satisfied with how I looked as I could get, I decided to take a few photos of myself as I usually do with my camera's self timer and a tripod.  I hadn't quite set up the tripod yet when the doorbell rang.  I set the camera on the coffee table and went down the stairwell that makes up the entryway to my apartment and opened the door. 

"Chris?" I said.
"Yes.  You're Tiffany?" he asked.  I couldn't help but detect a hint of pleasant surprise in the way he said it.  He was white man and tall.  Well over six feet, I'd say judging how he stood at least three inches taller than me even with me wearing 4 1/2" heels.  He was around his mid 40's with a little gray in his thinning hair.
"Yes, come in.  Thank you SO much for coming.  You are totally saving my evening."

He stepped inside and I closed the door.  He was smiling pleasantly as he motioned for me to lead the way.  I started up the stairs and it dawned on me that with him walking behind me he could almost certainly see up my skirt.  I automatically reached for the hem and tugged downward in a completely ineffective attempt to cover my ass.  I could feel his eyes taking in the view from behind and I felt myself blushing because part of me liked feeling exposed to this stranger.  At the top of the stairs I tried to compose myself as I led him through the living room to the kitchen.  He lagged noticeably behind me as we walked and I knew he must be checking me out.  I felt extremely self conscious as I concentrated on maintaining a lady like manner, walking as poised as I could in my stiletto heels.  I was grateful when we reached the kitchen because I could turn and face him again. 

"Here it is." I said.
"Can you describe the problem again?" he asked.

I started explaining once again, but it wasn't long before I realized that he wasn't really listening to what I was saying.  He was checking me out.  Ogling me, really.  His eyes roamed up and down my body, lingering on my legs and breasts.  He didn't even attempt to hide it.  I think he realized that I needed him too much to throw him out over a little ogling.  I felt naked and exposed standing in front of this stranger.  It's not that it's something that I'm not used to.  I get ogled all of the time when I dress up and go out and often times I like it.  This felt different I suppose because this was in my home.  I'd already finished describing the problem, but he was still giving me the once over.  When he realized I'd stopped talking, he casually excused himself to his task and got to work.  I told him I'd be in the next room if he needed me.

Instead of waiting for him in the living room, though, I went instead to my bedroom.  I felt the need to compose myself and try to relax and I tried to distract myself by wasting some time on the Internet.  About 30 minutes later I heard him calling to me from the living room.  I stepped out of my bedroom to find him hovering over the coffee table in the center of the room.  That's when it hit me.  The case for the porno DVD that I'd been watching earlier was still on the coffee table.  He was smiling slightly when he turned to meet me and I knew that he'd already noticed it and I could feel myself blushing again.

"I'm done!" he stated.  "It's fixed."
"Wow!  That was fast.  Awesome!" I said, trying hard to mask my embarrassment.  I casually stepped over to the table and, pretending like I was tidying up some magazines, I set one down on top of the DVD box to hide it.  "Thank you so much." I said.  "How much do I owe you?"
"Two hundred dollars will cover it."
"Okay, give me a minute.  I'll be right back."  I said and then briskly walked back into my bedroom to get my purse.  I returned as quickly as I could and as I pulled out my wallet I asked "You'll take a credit card, right?"
"Oh, no.  Sorry.  Cash only."  he said.
"I only have forty dollars." I said holding the two twenties up as proof. "Can I write a check for the rest?"
His eyes narrowed slightly and I could tell he was peeved. 
"Cash..." he said with emphasis "...only!"

I stood for several moments, holding the $40 in one hand and my purse in the other, staring dumb-founded at him, my mind grasping for answers.  He finally spoke.

"Do we have a problem here?" he asked condescendingly.
"No." I said timidly.  "I want to pay you.  I just don't have cash."
"Well, then it seems that you do have a problem." he said.  He paused for a few moments and his eyes wandered down to my legs and slowly back up again, ogling and undressing me.  "I think you need to ask yourself what you're willing to do to solve your problem."
"What I'm willing to do?"  I asked nervously as I could already see where this was going.
"I'm going to do you a huge favor." he said.  "I'd be willing to work out a trade with you.  That is, if you think you have something worthwhile to trade."

I knew exactly what he meant, but I wasn't willing to acknowledge it.  I was so nervous, my mouth was dry and I could already feel my knees getting weak.

"I don't know what I could trade." My voice was almost a whisper and I spoke haltingly.
"Would a picture help?" he asked as he reached down, nudged aside the magazine, picked up the DVD case and pointed to a video still on the back depicting the porn starlet sucking a big, stiff cock.  "I was thinking something like this would be on the right track."

I stared at the image, too nervous and scared to make eye contact with him.  I tried hard to wrap my mind around what was happening.  Was this virtual stranger about to force me suck his cock to settle a debt?  More importantly, was I getting turned on by the thought of it?  The honest answer to both questions was a resounding 'yes'.  I was still staring at the image of the porn starlet, crouched in front of some faceless man, her lipstick painted lips wrapped around his cock and I could imagine that being me in her place.  I unconsciously licked my lips and I guess that's all the 'yes, I'll suck your cock' that he needed because the next words out of his mouth were "Good girl." and then he took my hand and guided it to his zipper which I was surprised to find was already unzipped.  I instinctively reached inside his pants and started fondling his semi erect cock.  He placed his hands on my shoulders and guided me onto the sofa so that I was sitting in front of him as he stood.  In a flash he'd pulled his cock completely out so that it was now only inches in front of my face.

"Kiss it." he said, and I obeyed.  "Lick it." he ordered, and I proceeded to give his semi hard cock a thorough tongue bath.  It must have been obvious to him that I was enjoying it because I could hear him say "Oh, you like that don't you?  I knew it.  I know a cock sucking bitch when I see one.  Lick my balls, slut." he ordered and, again, I obeyed.  After a few minutes of me licking his cock and balls, he was fully erect.  He slapped my face a few times with his long, stiff cock and then said "Time to pay up, bitch.  Open!"  I opened my mouth and he placed one hand firmly on the back of my head as he rudely shoved his cock in.  "Suck it, bitch!" he ordered.  I took his smooth swollen tip between my lips and hungrily slurped his shaft into my mouth, loving every inch of it.  I couldn't stop thinking that I was doing this to pay a debt and that he was a nearly total stranger and it just made me hornier and hornier the more I thought about it.  In no time I'd fallen into a good rhythm, bobbing my head up and down, taking his cock to the back of my throat each time.  He made lots of appreciative moaning sounds and then he started talking dirty.  He called me a cocksucker, a slut, a Latina bitch, and a whore, verbally humiliating me as he took his pleasure.  I absolutely love that kind of dirty talk and it was as if he knew exactly which buttons to push to make me into his submissive sex toy.  I was sucking and slurping on his beautiful cock when there was a sudden bright flash.  'Oh my god!' I thought 'he just took a photo of me giving him a blow job.'  I'd completely forgotten that my digital camera was on the coffee table, but apparently it hadn't escaped his notice.

I sucked his cock deep into my mouth.

Then he held my head and fucked my throat.

I had fantasized often about being photographed giving head, but had never had the nerve to allow it.  Now he'd taken the decision out of my hands and he was snapping away.  Image after image was being recorded of me on my knees sexually submitting to this stranger.  I'd done some slutty, kinky things before, but this was the sluttiest and I was enjoying it immensely.

"Lick it..."

"...suck it..."

"...and look up at me, bitch!"

I really liked it when he took ownership of me, telling me "You're my cock sucking bitch.  You understand me?  Your slutty mouth belongs to me, you whore."  He even grabbed my by the hair and pulled me off of his cock at one point and made me tell him "I'm your cock sucking slut." then he shoved his cock back into my mouth and said "Suck it, bitch!"  And all of that just made me want his cum even more.  When he was tired of standing, he guided me up off of the sofa and he took my place sitting down.  He put me on my knees between his legs and pushed my head back down onto his cock where I happily resumed orally servicing him and he continued to take photos.

"Look at me and tell me what you are, bitch!" he ordered.

"I'm your cock sucking slut." I said.  "Good girl!  Now get
back on my dick and suck it, you whore."

By this point I was really wanting him to cum.  I was just so horny and hungry for it.  I stopped sucking his cock to tell him so.  "I want your cum.  I want to taste it and feel it all over my face.  Are you going to cum for me?"  He pushed my head back down onto his cock and said "Keep sucking, whore.  I have a big load for you, but you're gonna have to work for it."

I took that as a challenge and started sucking him deep again and again, taking him into my throat every time.  I was moaning with pleasure to let him know how much I was enjoying myself and using my hands to pump his cock to the rhythm of my bobbing head.

"Look at me when you suck my cock!"

"Yeah, that's my good little cocksucker."

"That's a good girl.  Keep that up and I'll be painting your face in no time." he said.  "I know you'd like that and you're gonna swallow it like a good cum slut."

"Of course!" I said matter of factly, and then deepthroated his cock again.

I started to get really excited because I could hear his breathing change.  I could tell that he was getting close to orgasm.  I fell into a steady rhythm with one hand and my mouth gliding over his swollen shaft while my other hand caressed his balls.

"Like that!  Like that!" he gasped.  "I'm almost there!  Don't stop, you dirty fucking whore!"

He suddenly stood up, took his cock in his hand and began stroking it right in my face.  I lapped at his cock head with my tongue in anticipation and then he grunted loudly.  It was a beautiful sight as a huge, thick stream of cum erupted from his swollen cock head and shot upwards, landing hotly across my face.  He pumped his cock furiously and spurt after spurt of his huge load squirted onto my face and into my open mouth.

Covered with his thick load.

"Mmm... a cocksucker always looks prettiest with cum
all over her face."

I was ecstatic that he had such a large load of cum for me.  I sucked his still erupting cock into my mouth and swallowed his cum as fast as he could pump it out.  He was panting heavily as I slurped and lapped up as much of his cum as I could get.  When his cock was no longer dripping I began to lick his cum from my lips.  "Hold still." he said.  He then held my head and using the tip of his cock, he scooped his thick cum off of my face and spooned it into my mouth.  "Lick it all off like a good little cum whore." he said.  I did as I was told and savored every drop.

I hungrily sucked out every drop of his cum.

I licked and sucked his cock clean.

And licked my lips, savoring every drop.

He snapped a few more photos and after I'd licked his cock clean, he set the camera down and started to get dressed again.  I simply lounged on the sofa with his cum drying on my face and still enjoying the taste of his cum in my mouth.

"You look like a cheap, used up whore." he said.  "Get back on your knees." he ordered.  I got on my knees as I was told and he then made me crawl over to him on all fours and give his cock a kiss before he zipped up his pants.  "Walk me to the door, bitch!" he said, and again I did as I was told.  As we walked, he spoke.  "I'm going to consider this a down payment on what you owe me.  I'll be back a few more times to collect so you better be ready to suck, bitch."  This had me both worried and excited at what this might lead to.  A one time thing was fun, but was he going to make me into his full time slut?  When we reached the door he ordered me to turn around.  I did as I was told, of course and he then wrapped one arm around my waist, and began to freely feel me up beneath my skirt.  He massaging my ass and rubbing his fingers between my cheeks, stroking my hole right through my pantyhose.  He leaned in close and whispered in my ear "I'm gonna fuck this sweet ass next time.  You hear me, slut?  I'm gonna really make you my bitch, so you better have that asshole ready for me.  You understand?"  "Yes, sir." was all I could say.  He released me and as I turned to face him he asked "Are you my cocksucker?"  "Yes." I replied.  "That's right.  And you'll do what I was say until you've payed off your debt, won't you?"  "Yes." I replied.  "Good girl!  Go clean yourself up.  You look like a filthy whore." he said, and then disappeared out the door.

January 2, 2008 - Cabbie Gives Me Facial

I dressed up on Tuesday January 2 and went to Trannyshack.  I got there pretty late and so I didn't stay long.  It was too bad because I was feeling really horny and would have liked to have had more time to try to meet someone to have some fun with.  So, I drove home.  I didn't go directly home, though.  I stopped to fill up at the gas station where Mission St. and San Jose Ave. almost meet.  I was wearing a black, skin tight micro minidress that barely covered my ass and black, 4 1/2" stiletto heeled, knee high boots, so I wasn't pumping gas long before I had the attention of the gas station attendant.  I was just finishing up at the gas pump when he left his post to come outside and get a better look at me.  I pretended not to notice him as I climbed into my car and drove off, excited from the mild tease and the attention that I garnered.  When I got home, I was super horny.  Chatting online with admirers only heightened my arousal, but no one was available to hook up.  Frustrated, I put on a light cover up jacket and went outside for a late night walk.  I like to do that when I'm dressed up and not quite ready to take it all off and go to sleep.  It was about 4:00 AM by then and the only traffic was the occasional taxi, one of which I noticed had driven by multiple times so the driver could check me out.  While I was busy noticing this, some creepy guy, also out for a late night walk, accosted me.  He tried for a while to talk me into going home with him before I finally got rid of him.  I thought I should just get home and off of the street before the creepy guy could come back and so I began to walk back home.  I'd only taken a few steps when the cab drove up, stopped and the driver asked if I needed a ride.  I politely declined, but he persisted, calling me over.  Curious, I walked into the street to talk to him.  He invited me into his cab and I thought about it briefly and then thought 'Why not?' and climbed into the back seat.  He began to drive and asked me where I was going.  I told him that I was walking home and that I was almost there.  I allowed him to just drive randomly around the neighborhood, though, to see what he might have in mind.  I guess it was the way I was dressed (like a slut) that emboldened him to ask "Do you want to suck my cock?"  I politely declined, but he persisted, pulling over to the curb and stopping.  He unzipped and pulled his cock out and offered it to me to stroke.  It was a nice looking cock, but I declined again.  My heart really wasn't into my refusal, though, and within seconds I was stroking his stiff boner and imagining what it might taste like.  He seemed pleased and asked me if I had a condom.  My heart sank, as this indicated that he wasn't going to allow me to suck him bareback.  I told him that I didn't have one and so he asked me to keep stroking.  I gladly did, but I would rather have had him in my mouth.  I was working his cock with both hands, giving him as much pleasure as I could.  As I stroked him he said "I want to cum on your face."  Without hesitating, I replied "Okay.  Tell me when you're ready to cum."  I started talking dirty to him.  "Cum for me.  I want to feel your cum on my face.  I want to taste it."  After a few minutes he suddenly ordered me to stop stroking, he turned further in his seat to face me and I knew it was time for me to lean forward and accept my reward.  I was crazy with excitement as I watched him stroke his cock right in my face.  I was actually licking my lips when he finally erupted.  I was so happy, excited and crazy with horniness when I felt his hot cum squirting on my face.  I was especially pleased to have caught some of his cum in my mouth.  It tasted wonderful.  I wanted nothing more right then than to wrap my lips around the head of his cock and suck him dry, but I knew I wasn’t going to be allowed to.  He grabbed some tissues and began to clean himself up and offered a few tissues to me to clean off my cum splashed face.  I declined, of course, because I loved the feeling of his cum on my face.  He zipped up and I directed him to my street where he dropped me off and drove away.

I took this photo moments after he unloaded on my face. 
I look happy, don't I?

In this closeup you can see his cum all over my face.  Some
of it was on my lips and I was able to lick it up.  Mmm...