Hello to all the many readers and many raters of my first 2 stories telling you about my first bisexual emotions. Thank you for your notes and messages of encouragement to continue my stories. This time I'm not going to tell you about my first times, it's already done. I am simply going to tell you about an encounter I had with a transsexual during a stay in LYON. The story takes place a few years ago.Once is not custom I am in LYON for work but following a strike of the SNCF I find myself blocked in LYON in a hotel located Perrache sector in LYON. So I'm alone in this formula 1 type hotel. The room is more than strictly necessary but despite everything, very clean, for once. However, the soundproofing is not excellent and the slightest door that closes a little loudly makes the thin partitions of the whole hotel, including my room, resonate. I hear people walking down the hall, climbing the stairs, but also talking to each other. It's just a little painful, I hear a man talking on the phone and laughing loudly, another going up the stairs drinking or rather slurping a coffee given the noise his mouth was making.Despite everything at 10 p.m., lying on my bed watching TV, and in front of a completely soporific program, the pillow wins the battle and I fall asleep in the first round. I woke up 45 minutes later to laughter from a couple trying to open their bedroom door, right next to mine. They seem to have watered the evening well given the comments made. I hear the man say to the woman who accompanied him, that she is "good" and that it has an effect on him because he has a severe hard-on. Not managing to get back to sleep (this time it was me who won the fight VS the pillow even if I would have preferred to lose this time LOL). So I'm about to go out well decide to ask them to make less noise, when I hear the woman tell him she knows how to calm his passions. I hear the sound of a trouser belt buckle, a fly coming down and a few seconds later I hear the man sighing, saying it's too good. I have my hand on the door ready to open and I can easily imagine this woman sucking her friend's penis. I stay still but the sound effects of this fellatio make me get excited and I start to caress my penis which grows slowly. He must have taken the head because he said to him "Ohh Ouiii suck me well, like that, very thoroughly" and I hear a little retching, a sign that he has hit rock bottom. I'm excited like a chip and I want to sneak out to try to put an image to the sound. I have my hand on the door ready to open and I can easily imagine this woman sucking her friend's cock. I stay still but the sound effects of this fellatio make me get excited and I start to caress my penis which grows slowly. He must have taken the head because he said to him "Ohh Ouiii suck me well, like that, very thoroughly" and I hear a little retching, a sign that he has hit rock bottom. I'm excited like a chip and I want to sneak out to try to put an image to the sound. I have my hand on the door ready to open and I can easily imagine this woman sucking her friend's cock. I stay still but the sound effects of this fellatio make me get excited and I start to caress my penis which grows slowly. He must have taken the head because he said to him "Ohh Ouiii suck me well, like that, very thoroughly" and I hear a little retching, a sign that he has hit rock bottom. I'm excited like a chip and I want to sneak out to try to put an image to the sound. He must have taken the head because he said to him "Ohh Ouiii suck me well, like that, very thoroughly" and I hear a little retching, a sign that he has hit rock bottom. I'm excited like a chip and I want to sneak out to try to put an image to the sound. He must have taken the head because he said to him "Ohh Ouiii suck me well, like that, very thoroughly" and I hear a little retching, a sign that he has hit rock bottom. I'm excited like a chip and I want to sneak out to try to put an image to the sound.I turn my doorknob as discreetly as possible, but in these hotels the word discreetly has long been banned. The handle starts to squeak (also LOL) which has the effect of stopping this couple dead and making them disappear hastily into their room. Damn… handful of Mer…!!!! It only takes a few minutes before I hear again moans, sighs, little cries, sucking noises, slapping testicles, gasping breaths, daring exchanges of words between these two lucky guys. My excitement is complete and I masturbate slowly, accelerating, retracting my glans to see it emerge from this little excess skin that we all have LOL. I have a desire for sex that does not go away.I get dressed and I go out to get some air around the perrache station and the Gerland stadium for those who know. I arrive along the quays and I notice the presence of vans lit by candles. I don't know there are prostitutes in the area, at least not that many. The fresh air of the night doing nothing, the excitement is beautiful and there.In a corner of a street, under the light of a street lamp, I notice a pretty mixed-race woman who is standing next to a van, she is wearing black leather knee-high boots, black fishnet stockings, and a black latex basque with a neckline revealing a magnificent plump chest. She has long hair tied in a ponytail. She is lovely. I stare at her from head to toe when she approaches me first. She asks me if I want to travel to Brazil? I did not see where she was coming from and I politely replied that I was not interested and I wished her a good evening. She opens the side door of her van and invites me once again to visit Brazil through her. I understand that she must be Brazilian given her accent and I approach her, a scent of incense comes out of the truck, immediately she asks me if I want to have a good time and that it's 20 euros a pipe, 40 for love and for 80 euros I was entitled to the Brazilian special. She smells like vanilla and she excites me a lot with her accent that reminds me of Copacabana. my pants must still remember so hard I hard. So I agree to follow her and get into the van. After all, we only have one life. So I agree to follow her and get into the van. After all, we only have one life. So I agree to follow her and get into the van. After all, we only have one life.It smells good in the back, a few candles illuminate the place. I can see a bed taking up the full width of the vehicle she is sitting on. I take a 20 euro note out of my pocket and tell him that I want to be sucked off. She pulls down my pants, I had nothing else underneath as usual. She takes a wipe and wipes my sex with it. I appreciate the gesture and the caress of this wet and cold wipe makes me shudder. She starts laughing and takes my cock in her hand as if to warm me up.Without waiting and after going back and forth with her hand on my cock, she literally swallows it and begins a fellatio combining softness and acceleration, warmth and sensuality. I put my hands on her head, to make it go deeper and I go down on her breasts that were just waiting to be groped. She tells me if you want to touch it's more expensive and that for 20 euros more I could take it from behind at the same time. Excited like a flea, I lean over and take 20 euros from my pocket which I hand to him. She takes off her basque and two rounded, firm breasts stand before me. I ask her if I can kiss them too, she agrees, I take them with both hands I feel them gently, I caress them, I take her hard nipples between my fingers which I roll. My mestizo resumed fellatio at the same time and I'm still standing in front of her and I caress her superb breasts. I told her that I want to ...

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