Date: Mon, 10 Feb 2003 16:55:59 -0500
From: Jennifer James <jennyjamestg@hotmail.com>
Subject: One Of Those Days (TG)

'One Of Those Days'

By Jennifer James

	I had the entire day off, a Friday, and I was planning to make the most out
of it.

	I got up early, relaxed for a while, and took a nice long bath. In the hot
tub I leisurely shaved my legs, armpits, and the few other small body areas
where I have hair (there aren't many). Under the shower I closely shaved my
face and shampooed my hair, then dried myself off and rubbed in some
moisturizing lotion all over.
	At my vanity, I plucked some stray hairs from my shaped eyebrows, and
started putting on makeup. I started with the foundation and powder, put on
the eyeliner, pink and smoky blue eye shadows, mascara, and a little pencil
on my brows. Some blush, deep pink lipstick, matching nail polish, and I sat
down to wait for the nails to dry and had another cup of coffee.
	I slipped into a black strapless bra and a black thong, with a black lace
garter belt and sheer stockings - and since it was morning, I pulled on a
pair of black jeans, a pink sweater, and short black boots. I went with the
shoulder length ash blonde hair, silver necklace, bracelet, and double
medium hoop earrings. And finally I pulled on my black leather coat, grabbed
my purse, and was out the door by 11AM.

	I had a date set for noon, a new guy who'd been writing me and asking me
out for ages. As usual with me, it was a lunch date in a nice restaurant,
with nothing promised beyond that.
	I got to the restaurant early, and went into the bar to wait. I ordered a
glass of merlot, and was talking with the bartender when my date walked in.
He looked pretty much as he'd described himself, about 6' tall and slim,
receding hairline and blue eyes, and we said our hellos.
	He told me I looked really nice (at least he seemed OK with the jeans -
most guys expect me to show up for a suburban lunch in a sequined low cut
gown), and we got a table and were seated. I ordered the grilled fish
special, and we talked a little as we waited.
	As sometimes happens, he seemed like a nice guy, but the chemistry wasn't
there. But we had a decent lunch and talked generalities, and soon the check
came, he paid it, and we found ourselves outside the restaurant.
	Figuring I'd blow him in return for the lunch (and being, as always, in the
mood for a nice mouthful of cum) I invited him into my conversion van, and I
settled myself on the couch in the back. But, instead of sitting down beside
me, he dropped right to his knees in front of me and started opening my
slacks.
	I honestly don't really like getting sucked, but frequently it gets them
horny and ready, so I pulled down my slacks and watched his eyes get wide as
he saw the garter belt and stockings. He slipped my soft cock out the side
of my panties, and had it in his mouth immediately. While enthusiastic, he
didn't have a clue how to suck cock, and he basically just moved his lips up
and down my cock, in no particular rhythm, and without using any tongue or
suction.
	It was doing nothing for me at all, and I was trying to dissociate and
fantasize about something better, but I barely could get my cock full size,
much less hard. I grabbed the back of his head and tried to get a thrust
going, but there was no suction or friction except with his lips, so I lay
back and stared at the traffic going past, thinking of other things, as I
let him do what he wanted to my soft cock.
	Finally, I think he realized it wasn't going anywhere, and he leaned back,
and I said 'Sorry, it's not really you, I'm just a very tough person to get
hard - it must be the hormones I'm taking or something' (I'm not on
hormones, but he didn't know that) 'why don't you sit up here for awhile'
	He moved up onto the couch, and I slid down onto my knees in front of him
and unbuttoned his slacks - and when I pulled down his boxers I got a
surprise. He was already hard as a rock - but it was actually more like a
pebble. His cock was no larger than my pinky, and though I'm not a size
queen, I barely knew what to do with it.
	So, holding back an audible sigh, I leaned forward and took him between my
lips. There wasn't enough cock to do much with except to suck on it entirely
with my lips and lick across the tiny head, but he was moaning and groaning
anyway, and in about 2 minutes he said 'here it comes, baby' and my mouth
began to fill as his cum started pouring, not spurting, onto my tongue.
	It was an amazingly large load, especially for a baby sized cock, thick and
gooey with a nice strong musky taste to it and I gently massaged his balls
while draining the last drops with my lips. I looked up at him with my mouth
full and swallowed it down as he said 'that was great!'
	Even after the nice mouthful, I was never going to go there again, there
was no chemistry, he was way too interested in my cock, and it was way too
strange for me to be sucking anything that small. He pulled up his pants as
I moved right into the drivers seat, and I looked back to say goodbye as he
got out the rear door. As he walked over to his car, I checked my lipstick
and hair in the mirror, saw that neither was messed up, and started the van
and drove off.

	As it was still pretty early I headed over to an outlet mall to do some
shopping. There was a nice shoe store, and I was always looking for shoes
that actually fit. Of course, as I walked around the store and found pair
after pair of great shoes, they had nothing in my size. I finally gave up
and headed over to the Hanes outlet, wanting to pick up some of the lace top
thigh highs they always carry. And of course when I went over to that
section they were out of the ones I always get.
	At this point I needed to pee and headed over to the ladies room - but when
I got there I found a long line of mother's with small children waiting to
use it (and mother's, with small children, in a public restroom, are an
accident waiting to happen for anyone transgendered).
	So I gave up, headed back into my van, and peed in an empty water container
I'd kept around for just that reason. Then I changed in the back, and traded
in my jeans, sweater, and short boots for a small and very short black
velvet slip dress (the garters and stocking tops were a good 6" below the
dress hem) and a pair of black T strap shoes with 3 1/2" heels.

	I decided to head over to an adult bookstore for a while. There was one I
frequented that was always decent, especially at around 4:30 PM with the
after work crowd. I got there, went in and bought a half dozen tokens, and
headed into the back room with the video booths - and found it completely
empty.
	In the next half hour it started filling up a little, but the crowd was
entirely gay, not the married crowd that I look for. Eventually, though, a
guy came in, a little heavy but not bad looking, and headed into the booth I
was standing in front of. I peered in thru the half open door, and he asked
me to come in.
	I went in the booth, and took off my coat as he pulled his pants down. But
as soon as his pants were down he opened a condom and rolled it onto his
cock. I really don't at all like sucking on condoms, what's the point
really? But I was bored, so I squatted down and took his dick in my mouth
anyway, and began to suck him off. It was not a lot of fun, there was no
silky feeling of the cock head rubbing against my tongue and the roof of my
mouth, and the taste was latex, not precum. But he was getting off on it
anyway, and he asked me to take it deep. So I started going down his shaft
with my lips, taking his cock a few inches into my throat at each down
stroke, but the condom had a reservoir end that was rubbing against my
gullet and bringing on a gag reaction.
	I was just getting ready to stop completely when he thrust into my mouth
and shot his load into the condom - which filled up the end, which went even
deeper into my throat, causing me to gag and some bile came up from my
stomach with a really nasty sour taste.
	I stood up and without saying a word, picked up my purse and jacket and
left the booth, leaving him to get dressed alone. I went into the bathroom
to rinse my mouth in the sink and fix my lipstick, and when I came back into
the booth room there was no one in the hallway.

	I walked past the booths, and looked in one that was partially open to see
a guy watching a shemale video and masturbating. When he saw me look in, his
eyes widened a little, and he said 'come in' - so I did.
	His cock was already rock hard from him stroking it, and I knew he wasn't
going to take long, so I squatted in front of him, and leaned forward to
take him in my mouth. But when I did this he took a step back and kept
stroking himself in front of my face. I wasn't in the mood for games, so
went to stand up to leave, but he said 'no, please stay'
	I squatted back down, but didn't want to just lick his cock head at the
same time since it would screw up my makeup, so I said 'make sure you get it
all in my mouth when you cum - OK?' and opened my mouth wide with my tongue
out and barely touching the tip of his cock.
	He took a few more strokes, but his cum shot out in a major blast right
into my nostril, and then all over my upper lip as he finally got his aim
right and began blasting directly into my mouth. He milked the last few
drops out onto my tongue, and I swallowed it down, but my right nostril was
totally clogged with cum and I didn't have a tissue, so I sniffed the cum
back into my throat.

I didn't want to wipe the rest of the cum off my face with my hand since it
would ruin my makeup, so I quickly left the room for the bathroom. On the
way to the bathroom, though, I had to pass through the main room and the
cash register area, and as luck would have it the room was packed with
mostly couples buying toys and dildos.
	When they looked up and saw me coming out of the back with cum dripping off
my lips they looked aghast. But once in the bathroom, I took some toilet
paper and carefully dabbed the cum off my face, and fixed my lipstick, and
then headed back into the booth room, avoiding eye contact on the way there.

	Back in the booth room, I positioned myself in front of an empty booth, and
waited.... and waited.... and was just starting to think about leaving when
a guy walked in, and right into the booth behind me.
	He wasn't a bad looking guy, tall and blond with glasses, but was a good 50
pounds overweight, which I'm not crazy about. He left the door open and kept
looking out at me, so I figured 'what the hell' and went into his booth and
locked the door. He already had his cock out, and it was decent looking,
maybe 6" and cut.
	I squatted in front of him and slipped my lips over it and started to lick
and suck him to hardness. I began to move my lips along his shaft, using a
lot of tongue, while he was playing around with the video, channel surfing,
and not even looking down at me. Then he asked me if I minded if he smoked.
I didn't answer, just kept working on his cock with my mouth, but thought
'You can't even wait till I'm done blowing you till you have a cigarette?'
	Anyway, he was just standing there, smoking a cigarette and channel surfing
and feeding in tokens, almost like I wasn't even there, as I was sucking on
his dick, licking his cockhead, and running my fingers up and down his
balls.
I was starting to get bored with the whole thing, so I began moving my head
back and forth in a slow steady rhythm knowing that would get him going,
taking him into my throat on the down strokes, and without a word, sound, or
twitch he suddenly blasted the back of my throat and unloaded his balls into
my mouth. I sucked him dry, and he immediately pulled up his pants and
without a single word, of thanks or anything else, unlocked the door and
left the room.

	I sat down for a minute, and fixed my lipstick in the compact mirror, but
before I had a chance to stand up a guy poked his head in the booth and said
'Hi, want some company?'
	He wasn't a bad looking guy, maybe 5'11, dark brown hair, clean-shaven, and
in a nice suit. I told him to come in, and he did and locked the door. He
turned to me and lifted up my hem and said 'turn around, I want to see your
ass'.
I did turn around, but told him 'I don't fuck, so don't even think of that'
	'That's fine, I'm not interested in that either' he said 'could you bend
over for me, though' So I did, leaning forward with my hands on the bench,
and he squatted down behind me, slid my thong to the side, and put his
tongue right against my asshole.
	Some guys like that, and it doesn't bother me either way, and he had both
hands against my ass cheeks and held them apart, and I felt his tongue going
in and out of my asshole. But then he said 'Will you shit for me?', which
totally turned me off, but before I could even answer he moaned loudly, let
go of my ass cheeks, and stood up.
	He had a large wet spot on the front of his suit pants; he'd cum in his
pants without even touching himself. I just said 'Gee, that was fun' and
walked out of the booth, leaving him to whatever.

	At this point I knew I should be leaving, it was not my day, but as I
started out I passed a really cute guy heading into a booth - he caught my
eye, and nodded his head for me to come in with him, and I figured 'Well,
just this last one' and stepped in with him.
	He was tall and built, and immediately opened and dropped his pants,
letting out his 7" cock, which was still semi-soft. Before I could drop into
a squat, though, he reached under my dress, slid the thong to the side, and
pulled out my cock, which was totally soft.
	We were playing with each other, not saying anything, and then I squatted
and slipped my lips around his shaft and started licking and sucking him to
full hardness. He was soon hard, but then he pulled back and motioned me to
stand up and he dropped into a squat and took me in his mouth. He was not a
great cocksucker, but it wouldn't have mattered anyway, I wasn't going to
get hard at that point. I let him suck me for a while as he played with his
own cock, and my cock got full size, if not hard, and then I pulled back and
he stood up.
	I again dropped into a squat and took him back in my mouth, and started
licking rapidly around his cockhead, and suctioning, and then I started
moving my lips slowly up and down his shaft in a slow steady rhythm. But he
pulled out again, and for a while we traded positions, taking turns sucking
each other off.
	Finally, though, he was squatting down sucking me and I saw that he was
jerking himself off seriously and looked like he was getting ready to cum,
so I pulled back, and this time he kept stroking himself after he was
standing. So I squatted in front of him with my mouth a few inches away and
said 'let me know when you're ready to cum', and almost immediately he said
'Now'.
	I quickly put my lips over his cockhead, right at the ring, so I wouldn't
get blasted in the face, and started sucking on just the head itself since
he still had his hand around his shaft, and his cum started coming out like
a faucet.
I kept my lips on the head and was drinking down his sticky hot load as he
was filling my mouth, and he was almost done when he pulled back and a few
drops landed on my cheek.
	But as I was standing up, he turned to face the corner and whipped out a
small package of baby wipes, and started scrubbing his cock and hands with
them, as he repeatedly spit into the corner. It was a real romantic moment,
and I jumped to my feet, unlocked the door, and left the booth without
saying a word.

	It was definitely time to go, and I did just that, stopping at the bathroom
to wipe the cum drops off my cheek, pee, fix my makeup and lipstick, and
comb my hair, and then I was out the door and in my van.

	I had planned on stopping by my usual restaurant/bar for dinner and a few
hours of socializing, so I headed that way, about a half hour drive. When I
got there I walked in the front door, and unlike usual, there was a girl at
the entrance to the dining room.
	'What's up?' I said, and she replied 'There's a private party tonight so
we're closed to the public.'

	I just shook my head, said 'It figures' and went back out the door, and
headed for home hours ahead of time.

	It was just one of those days ...


	If you liked this story, please write me: jennyjamestg@hotmail.com