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Anything Goes
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Straight Male / 36
Unexpected Singaporean Trans Part 1
I went to Singapore and went out to a normal bar on Mohammed Sultan Road (Cayote Ugly).
I was enjoying a drink with a friend of mine (guy). He was chatting to a girl and I was watching a gorgeous girl dance.
After the song finished I approached her and started chatting. She was 5’ 8” with long silky black hair, a beautiful face with a perfect white smile. She was wearing jeans and a tight fitting top with b cups.
I buy her a drink and we chat and I flirt at every opportunity using my best moves.
The gentle touching of the forearm when chatting.
Leaning in the whisper something a little personal (the music was loud) and brushing her hair back so she could hear me.
Etc etc
I was completely into her.
I made my move and I was kissing her beautiful full lips. The kind of lips girls of Malaysian heritage have, full and soft.
I was so turned on. After about an hour of this I couldn’t take it anymore, I was so aroused by her I had to be with her.
I told her I wanted to take her back to my hotel, to which she replied “I need to talk to you first outside”.
I thought “she has a boy friend or is married” or “she has VD” or “it’s that time of the month” or “she wants money”.
We get out side and she says “I’m trans”
I was shocked. I’m straight and have never had any attraction to a male or interest in someone trans.
My heart was pounding and I was staring at her speechless. She then said “I understand if you have changed your mind.”
Words came out of my mouth without thought. “Do you have a cock?” She says “yes I do”
“Do you get hard?”
She asks “would you like me to get hard?”
I just started kissing her. The kiss was incredibly passionate and I looked into her soft brown eyes, took her hand, and said “let’s go”
Part 2 continued
I was enjoying a drink with a friend of mine (guy). He was chatting to a girl and I was watching a gorgeous girl dance.
After the song finished I approached her and started chatting. She was 5’ 8” with long silky black hair, a beautiful face with a perfect white smile. She was wearing jeans and a tight fitting top with b cups.
I buy her a drink and we chat and I flirt at every opportunity using my best moves.
The gentle touching of the forearm when chatting.
Leaning in the whisper something a little personal (the music was loud) and brushing her hair back so she could hear me.
Etc etc
I was completely into her.
I made my move and I was kissing her beautiful full lips. The kind of lips girls of Malaysian heritage have, full and soft.
I was so turned on. After about an hour of this I couldn’t take it anymore, I was so aroused by her I had to be with her.
I told her I wanted to take her back to my hotel, to which she replied “I need to talk to you first outside”.
I thought “she has a boy friend or is married” or “she has VD” or “it’s that time of the month” or “she wants money”.
We get out side and she says “I’m trans”
I was shocked. I’m straight and have never had any attraction to a male or interest in someone trans.
My heart was pounding and I was staring at her speechless. She then said “I understand if you have changed your mind.”
Words came out of my mouth without thought. “Do you have a cock?” She says “yes I do”
“Do you get hard?”
She asks “would you like me to get hard?”
I just started kissing her. The kiss was incredibly passionate and I looked into her soft brown eyes, took her hand, and said “let’s go”
Part 2 continued
