So I give Traci a call to see if she wants to meet for a girl's night on Broadway in Nashville. I guess I was immediately drawn to her because she gives off that same tomboy vibe that I, in my mind, also do. She's 5'8, maybe 125 lbs. Natural redhead with alabaster skin and cute freckles. I'm thinking she may be about 5 years older than me because her design career is well established and folks instantly know who she is when her name comes up in conversation. Traci has such a sexy phone voice as well. One of those females that sounds like she could be a cigarette smoker. You know the type. Just a little husky and with an oh so sweet southern drawl. We chat some small talk and then agree on the plan of attack for the evening. I'm going to drive from where I live in the suburbs and meet her at BB Kings. She has a business meeting in the area and will meet me when it concludes.
This particular friday evening I am feeling especially naughty. I haven't been with a guy in quite a while now. I dig through my wardrobe and bring out an outfit that is questionably legal to even wear in public. Neither the top or the skirt do a very good job of hiding anything. The skirt I intentionally bought one size small so it would be super short. There's no way I'd wear this out in the daylight but at night, down in Nashville........ sure. Why not. And to complete the ensemble I decide to really be a naughty girl. It's quite easy to catch a glimpse of my ass in this skirt. There's little wiggle room at all where it comes to me taking a chance on exposing myself. And I'm cool with that for this evening. So I've slipped up inside my little butt hole a very cute jeweled plug. It's a heavy stainless steel piece and the pretty blue jewel matches my eyes. The chance of it getting noticed tonight are very real!
So scantily dressed with pretty buttplug in place I head into town. The cold leather seats in my car feel very naughty on my barely covered backside and I'm feeling aroused just thinking about the trouble I might get into tonight. I park in an alley when I get close to the club. Free parking has become almost non existent on lower Broadway anymore but I get lucky. And I head into the club where I'm to wait for Traci's arrival. BB Kings is a very awesome place. Great music and cute guys. I get my usual Jack and Coke and as I'm sitting at the bar the guys are definitely taking notice of me and my scant attire. I like attention. What girl doesn't? And it's not long before the free drinks start coming my way. Chad was the first to sit down beside me and strike up a conversation. He was EXTREMELY cute! Wow, I hadn't been laid in so long I was almost willing to do him right there at the bar. We chatted, he had the cutest eyes. I kept working my handbag closer to the edge of the bar until in one of those, "damn, I'm so clumsy moments", it hit the floor and I slipped off the bar stool to retrieve it. I slowly bent over with my ass aimed right at Chad while I picked it up. I wanted him to get more than just a passing glance. When I righted myself and slipped back up on the stool he had the biggest grin on his face. What I had failed to notice was that during all of this Traci had arrived. She took the stool on the other side of Chad and was also grinning. She looked around Chad and asked me if I'd go to the ladies room with her. She ordered her drink and we headed to the restrooms. Out of earshot of Chad she said, "I guess I know what you're looking for tonight." And, "Does that thing hurt at all?" I told her I loved the fullness it gave me. The constant weight of it is very arousing.
We returned to the bar and the evening continued with drinks and randomly circulating guys coming and going. I loved watching Traci flirt. She is so pretty and has such a beautiful smile. We would take turns casting our webs on a guy. And we took turns dancing with them usually. And I had had quite a few drinks, but I couldn't understand why the guys would always end up leaving our company. I had even tried my dropped handbag act a couple of more times. But in the end (no pun intended) the guys always ended up leaving Traci and I alone at the bar.
It all came into focus with Brandon. I had switched to drinking just club soda. No more booze for me. I came with the intent to leave with a man and I was going to play my best hand. And sober is the best way I can do that. So Brandon had sat between us at the bar buying us drinks. And Traci had danced with him for a while. When he came back is when I noticed he was giving off the vibe that he was ready to move on. I decided that wasn't going to happen if I could help it. I took his hand and led him back out on the dance floor. We were talking as we danced. He told me, and his quote was, "Hey, I'm totally cool with what y'all are trying to do. I'm just not into that." I wasn't sure if I heard him correctly. And I certainly didn't understand to what he was referring. Typical blonde Jocelyn, I played dumb. And I thought to myself, "What is Traci telling these guys? Is that what's going on here? Does she want me for herself? And if so, what guy in is right mind turns down a three way with the two of us?" So I return alone to the bar thinking, alright, I'll just spend time talking to Traci and seeing if this indeed is what we're in for tonight.
Back at the bar Traci immediately asks me to accompany her to the ladies room again. As we're finishing up warpaint touch ups and heading out the doors she stops me to tell me she needs to let me in on something. She takes me to a dark corner off the dance floor and takes my hand. She is wearing a very sexy outfit although her skirt isn't nearly as short as mine. She lifts her skirt in the front and pulls my hand between her legs. The look on my face had to have been priceless. Traci had a penis. A rather large one, it felt like through the panties. I jerked back in shock. "Honey, I guess I scared off these guys you were going after", she said. "I..I.....I........ I didn't know", I finally got out. She said, "Yeah, I know." And then we both busted out laughing.
We went back to the bar. This time I actually knew the game plan. We had a few drinks and Traci started turning towards me with her skirt hiked up a bit and her legs splayed so I could get a better look at her bulge. Then, once I noticed she had worked her panties to the side and the whole package, balls and all were in plain view. Whew. I got wet at just the site of it. And although born a man, Traci was a stunning woman. Albeit one with a fine looking cock. I told her I was ready to get out of there. We paid our tabs and walked out holding hands into the night air. We chatted as we walked. Traci told me she had been on hormone therapy for over a decade now. And that she had no intention to have surgery to removed "her" penis. She loved women, loved being a woman, yet also loved fucking them. She had no idea where I had parked my car but I was leading her back that way.
We got to the alley and I pulled her into it. Back to my parking place and I pulled her to me for a kiss. I went up under that skirt and eased down the front of those panties to unleash Traci's penis. I couldn't for the life of me figure how she kept such a large cock hidden away. We kissed passionately. Some tourists passed by the alley and saw us. I imagine this wasn't what they expected in Nashville. San Francisco maybe, but not Nashville. I was stroking what was a cock that continued to grow as I massaged. I was beginning to wonder if this was going to be the biggest I'd ever had. Disguised in the package of a very sexy lady. I turned my back to Traci and put my hands on the hood of my car. I arched my back and stuck out my fanny as I felt my skirt slide up to my waist. Two fingers slid inside me and I gasped. Her other hand came around me, my top slipped down, and here I was being completely molested in a very public setting. My arousal level was off the scale. I looked back at what by all appearances was a beautiful woman. Big, full, firm breasts. The face of an angel, and the cock dreams are made of.
I knew where this needed to go. We couldn't continue this long where we were or the police would be there. I reached down between my legs and found Traci's penis. She removed her saturated fingers and I guided her towards my slit. The girth made me wince initially. It had indeed been a while since I'd been filled to capacity with cock. I knew I wouldn't last long. I had nearly came just from penetration. And as I started shuttering I pleaded for her not to cum just yet. She pumped me hard. Groaning, I could fear male qualities to her voice now. I came and fell away from this joyful cock. I was gasping for air and my skin glistened in the night air from sweat. I reached around and pulled out my buttplug. Traci looked on, not sure of what was next. I placed her with her hands on my car as I spread her ass, and rubbing the plug along her penis for moisture, along with the spit I added, I slipped my very warm plug up her ass. She groaned, I helped her back up and assumed my earlier position leaning against the hood, except this time I was facing her. Again the hefty penis found its way into me and I'm sure to any looker on it looked more like to lesbians humping each other. But that cock was driving deep and hard. And the look in her eyes was of exquisite pleasure. "That plug is so firm and hot against my prostate", Traci whispered to me. "Yeah, blow all that goodness inside me deep." And with that wish she closed her eyes and her head rotated back a little and I felt an eruption start to build. I sat on the fender and raised my legs just as a searing hot spurt was unleashed inside me. I let out a sound that was less pleasure and more of concern. SHIT! The pumping just continued. And the cum just kept coming like that from a fire hose. Traci shows no signs of letting up and there's already a river of cum going down my leg. Finally there's a deep groan and I feel the penis going limp. I had no idea prostate massage would yield a cum load like this. The limp penis slips from me but cum continues to sporadically shoot from it. Traci looks down at her penis. One last triumphant load unloads from it and splats on the fender of my car and ooozes off down the tire and wheel.
I tell her we need to get out of here. We jump in my car and I offer to drive her home. On the way she shares more info about her transformation. All stuff I had no idea of. Once back at her place she tells me to come up and she'll retrieve the butt plug. I tell her to hold onto it. Next time we go out she has to start out wearing in and she gets to put it in me at some point.......