A few years ago I had business in Paris and went to the bar downstairs in my hotel. I had no idea but it was a hang-out for gays and lesbians, with few confused stragglers like me who wandered in. I saw a hot blonde, I mean, smokin' but soon enough found she was with another girl...or so I thought. They turned out to be trannies and the taller, blonde, was fluent in English, sort of. The little one who did not speak English kept talking to the blonde and the blonde translated.

The little brunette one told the blonde that she wanted to have sex with me and that she fancied me in a big way. I had zero experience with any person with a penis but the more we talked (with the little one chattering in French a mile a minute) the more comfortable I felt. They took out their penises under the table and asked me to fondle them, which I did. Both were smaller then mine (but bone hard) and I am not anything to brag about but when erect it can look impressive if not awesome. We ended up in my room and they immediately stripped.

I learned a lot about sex where I had the idea that I was "checked out." They were both playful although I never found their jokes funny, perhaps due to translation. We did it so many times that they slept over with me and we continued in the A,M. The little one kept coming back minutes after she came. They also knew how to give oral bliss in ways I could not have imagined.

It seems to have been a one time deal but a good one. I never even met another tranny after that although I made the effort. They offered to fly to my city but I don't live in Europe and I;m not rolling in money. At least, it was memorable, and I found out that was a bit more of a sexual liberal than I thought.