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From: Randy Knackers <randyknackers@yahoo.com>
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Subject: {ASSM} "First Time Clubbing" (cons T(F)M/MM oral mast exhib)
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Date: Thu, 25 Jul 2013 06:10:01 -0400
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"First Time Clubbing" by Randy Knackers

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   Story Codes: cons T(F)M/MM oral mast exhib

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   I'd never been to a sex club before, and I'd had some trepidation about
this one.  Its web site billed it as "pansexual" but also seemed to cater
to the BDSM crowd, and that didn't include me.  But someone had suggested
to me that if I just want to give blowjobs this would be a good place to
visit.

   I'd been in a long-term committed relationship before I began
transition, and it was the transition that ended the relationship.  She was
very straight and didn't want to be married to a woman.  Though I'd always
been 100% faithful, loyal, and devoted during that relationship, I'd always
been bisexual.  So during the 20+ years of that relationship, I'd only been
with that one person: a woman.  With the end of that relationship and its
monogamous commitment, I was free to seek out other experiences.

   And that's how I, a 40-year-old transsexual, ended up at a sex club.  In
a way, I was a virgin, despite more than 20 years in a sexual relationship.

   I was afraid I'd look like a n00b dressed as I was, but a lot of other
people were in their street clothes.  But, the people in street clothes
were primarily men.  The few women who were there besides me, were dressed
a little more expressively in clinging clothing.  I was dressed casually:
black T-shirt, beige button-down just-below-the-knee skirt, pantyhose,
black pumps (somewhat low heeled, as I am 6 feet tall), and a light blue
denim jacket.  My black T-shirt was about 2 sizes too small, but that was
intentional as I was braless.  After about 2 years of hormone replacement
therapy my breasts were real, but only A-cups.  (By the way, do know how
difficult it is to find bras in 42-A?) 

   I hadn't had any sex reassignment surgeries yet.  Those procedures are
expensive, and my health insurance wouldn't cover them.  So, I was saving
little by little.  My legal stuff was done though: I was legally female and
I had the ID to prove it!  Though, I didn't even need the ID.  The club has
a policy that charges admission for couples and single "in full male
attire," but singles "in full female attire" are admitted free.  The
bouncer at the door just let me through, stamped my hand and said, "You're
all set."

   I spent some time just wandering around the club.  There wasn't much to
the upstairs, and the underground floor had several small rooms and couple
of larger ones, and none of the rooms had doors.  I wasn't sure how to
start interacting with the others who were there, but I decided I was
wearing too much clothing.

   Entering one of the smaller rooms, I stripped off my T-shirt, revealing
a black camisole with white lace trim that helped framed my breasts. 
Removing my skirt to reveal the matching black knee-length slip that was
slit about half-way up both sides.  Fortunately, I'd brought a backpack
purse that was big enough for me to stow my shirt and skirt.  Setting them
on a bench on the side of the room with my jacket, I took out my vibrator
and slouched in the chair that faced the open doorway, masturbating idly.

   I didn't have it on long before a man appeared at the doorway, idly
stroking his cock and watching me.  He approached, and I slid forward on
the chair, sitting up to take his cock in my mouth.

   I was fellating a stranger in a sex club.  My right hand held his cock,
my left held my vibrator pressed against my glans.

   I'm not sure how long I was there, vibrating myself and sucking him. 
Eventually I turned off the vibrator so I could use both of my hands on
him, caressing his back, his chest, his thighs, his balls.  I stroked his
cock while sucking his balls, and went back to sucking his cock.

   But it was not long after the club had opened and it was too early to
come.  Eventually, he withdrew his cock from my mouth, smiled, thanked me,
and went on his way.

   I gathered up my stuff and wandered around through the club some more,
watching what the others were doing.  As I left one room where a guy was
masturbating to some porn that didn't appeal to me (I don't like anal
stuff), another man smiled a greeting to me and gently stroked my shoulder
with the back of his fingers.  I smiled back and continued on my way, up to
the ground floor, and then up to the top floor.

   I was watching a woman playing with three guys.  She was on her back,
her little black dress hiked up to reveal her hairless mons.  There was a
man with his cock in her mouth and another man's cock in her hand.  The
third man finished rolling the condom on and began to fuck her while she
continued to her stroking and sucking.

   It was while I was watching this that the guy who'd touched my shoulder
walked in and repeated this gesture.  I set my stuff down and he said,
"Let's move over there," gesturing a little ways away from where this
foursome was happening.  A little ways removed from this other action, he
began to kiss me passionately.  This happened longer than I was expecting,
but I was new to the sex club thing.  It was clear he wanted to make out
for a while, and I was perfectly okay with that.  It had been over two
years since I was last intimate with anyone and I was making up for lost
time.

   "Let's go over there," he said, gesturing to a room nearby. 

   It was an L-shaped room with a couch along the short wall, a bed near
the door, another couch along the long wall, and a chair in the corner. 
All cushioned surfaced seemed to be covered in something rubber-like, for
obvious reasons.

   He sat on the bed and I knelt between his knees.  The kissing continued.
I wrapped my arms around him, I stroked his shaved head, and he caressed my
tiny breasts.

   He freed his cock from his pants and lay back on the bed.

   I knew what to do.

   His cock wasn't very long, so I could easily take the whole thing into
my mouth.  Soon I was bobbing on that cock.  My mouth seemed to be shaped
perfectly for this.  Down on the cock, pressing my tongue against the
sensitive underside, then back up swirling my tongue around his glans. 
Repeat.  Again and again and again.  After a short time, he sat up and
touched my chin, gently lifting my mouth off his cock.

   "Stand up," he told me.

   As I did this, he lifted the hem of my slip.  I held it up for him,
clutching it to me just below my breasts, and he pulled my pantyhose and
lace panties down to my mid thighs.  He took my cock in his mouth.

   For the first time in more than 2 years my cock was in somebody's mouth.
I let my head rock back, crooning softly.  It was then that I became aware
of another person in the room.  There was a man on the couch to my right,
masturbating while he watched us.

   The guy released my cock and lay back down, so I resumed my dick
sucking.

   As I kept bobbing, sucking and licking, I became aware of the room
filling up.  A couple had entered and taken seats on the couch behind me.
Another man came around me to stand on my left, masturbating while I
sucked. Yet another man stood behind me and to my right.  This one gently
tapped my shoulder to get my attention.  I stopped sucking long enough to
acknowledge him, taking his cock in my right hand.

   As I resumed the blowjob, they guy on my left pretty much did the same
thing.  Taking my left hand off the cock I was sucking, I used it to stroke
this other cock.

   I was sucking one cock and stroking two others.  I never thought of
myself as an exhibitionist, but here I was servicing 3 cocks with no less
than 3 additional people watching.

   There was suddenly a pair of hands on my head, pushing me harder down on
the cock in my mouth.  The position of the hands meant it couldn't have
been the guy I was sucking or the guy on my left.  It was the guy to my
right.  This was making me uncomfortable, physically as well as mildly
threatening, so I released both cocks in my hands and pushed the hands off
my head.

   Returning my focus to the man I was blowing, I suddenly left fluid in my
mouth.  Just as I was wondering if it was pre-come, my mouth became
suddenly full.  There wasn't a spurting sensation; it just that my mouth
was suddenly full of cock and come.  I swallowed reflexively, but as my
mouth filled again I swallowed intentionally.  I kept sucking for a while
even after the guy was done coming, before rocking back on my haunches,
somewhat dazed and slipping into the afterglow.

   I hadn't even had an orgasm and I was experiencing an afterglow.

   The guy who'd been pushing my head offered his cock to my mouth, and I
began sucking him.  But soon, his hands were on both sides of my head and
he was trying to fuck my throat.  Again, I gently pushed him away (the
rules of the club clearly state that No means NO) and then he put his
finger in my mouth.  I thought that was odd, until he tried to lift the
back of my slip.

   "No," I said simply, smoothing my slip back down against my ass.

   "Just your cock, huh?" he commented and left.

   The guy from the couch to my right came over and began stroking me even
as he continued to stroke himself.  In spite of my brief and slightly
unpleasant encounter with the head pusher, I was still feeling the
lightheaded sensation of the afterglow, and STILL without having had an
orgasm.  In fact, I was starting to feel overstimulated after a while, and
I gently pushed my stroker's hand away.

   "Did you come?" he asked.

   "No," I replied.  "But it's okay."

   Pulling up my panties and pantyhose, I moved to the chair to watch the
couple who'd been seated on the couch behind me.  The BBW was sucking her
man's cock, and I studied her closely taking mental notes on the ways she
sucked and licked.  Watching her and reflecting on my own recent
performance, I think I showed more enthusiasm than skill.

   I'll be modifying my technique, and I can't wait to visit this club
again.

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   Comments?  Email me: randyknackers@yahoo.com

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