My Depraved Amsterdam TGirl Adventure

By EH Watson

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Based on actual events.

Join me, E.H.Watson, as I relive multiple Shemale sexual adventures that took place over the course of just two days in Amsterdam during early September of 2013.

Read in graphic detail as I visit Shemale prostitutes in Amsterdam’s Red Light District for some major mayhem. Marvel as I enjoy the sight of live xxx sex shows featuring naughty nuns and women with cigars who blow smoke in ways that have to be seen to believed. Not to stop there, this book also retells my experiences in an exclusive transsexual night club later that night and the double team action I enjoy in the club lavatories from a tall gorgeous flame-haired shemale and her friend.

Caution: Not for those with delicate constitutions or weak hearts.

Warning: This book contains graphic descriptions of very hardcore, and at times, rough sexual activity, including vivid descriptions of masturbation, oral sex, anal sex and many more unquestionably depraved acts.

** This short story is suitable for those aged 18+ only – Not for minors! All characters are over the age of eighteen **

Book Details:
Extended short story. More than 14,000 words.
All characters over 18 years of age.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Empyrion Media
• Release date: Jan 18, 2014
• ISBN: 9781311240460

EH Watson

EH Watson: Author, Entrepreneur, International Traveler and Hedonistic lover of Transsexuals.Home Base: London, United KingdomNow for the more personal bio:Welcome My Wonderful Readers.I should start this biography by confessing what must be fairly obvious to some of you. E.H.Watson is in fact a pseudonym that I have adopted for publishing my previous written works and numerous other content that I am creating that should start appearing on various sites and mediums on the internet in the coming weeks and months. It is true however that I am a British man and am currently a relatively young 35 years of age as of Sunday 7th July 2013. I am currently based in North London. That's in the United Kingdom for those of my readers who are not familiar with England.My reason for adopting a pseudonym is simple. I participate in many other entrepreneurial activities and ventures both offline and online and although I don't doubt that the majority of the people I meet through my various endeavours are basically decent and open-minded, some people are somewhat more conservative and some may frown on my lifestyle. These people are I am sure decent human beings and are of course entitled to their own opinions. To avoid any embarrassment to them, I publish under a different name. That's my sole reason for publishing my writings and other transgender-loving content under a pseudonym.That being said, I would advise all of my readers who live in the West like myself, or those who live in conservative parts of the globe and yet want to enjoy life to the fullest and explore their love or curiosity about the third sex, to do so by conducting themselves in ways that are appropriate for their environment. As a brief example, although picking up a stunning ladyboy off the streets of Bangkok and paying her for sex may be perfectly okay there, I wouldn't try that in the UK otherwise I'd be done for curb crawling or being a public nuisance - fair enough.Okay back to my bio: I have lived in England all my life and up until a few years ago, I was living a fairly boring life as an office worker at a local council in London. I did the usual things of the 9 to 5 job, squash on Saturdays, the occasional office drinks up down at the pub and even the sexually prudish girlfriend bit. However I have always had a dark side, or at least what I thought was a dark side. It turns out that this was simply my true enlightened self, bursting to be free.In the end I was set free when I decided to explore the strong desires and attractions that I had for the third sex and visited my first shemale club in London. I went on my own, too afraid to have anyone I knew, know my true desires. I'll keep this brief by saying that I had a life-changing sexual experience with multiple partners in that one night that changed my lifestyle, priorities and focus forever. Since then I've been travelling around the world and meeting stunningly beautiful transexuals, both as casual sex partners and as girlfriends.I write these books mainly as a way of cataloguing my experiences and also being able to share my experiences with others to help them experience the joys of being with shemales, if only at first vicariously, and later taking those first tentative steps to exploring the world of the transexual for themselves.With all that said, all that I ask is that you continue to visit this author page where I'll be adding a regularly updated Twitter feed and Blog feed in the weeks ahead; in order to keep you, my wonderful readers, updated on my exploits, thoughts, musings and any free offers or other content that I'll be sending your way.I'll end by saying that I do very much appreciate and welcome positive reviews being placed on Amazon; but even negative reviews where constructive are welcome. This is as long as they are submitted with the right intentions and come from a genuine motivation to help other readers assess my work and not for any ulterior motive.With that said, for my readers that simply want to read and enjoy all of my content, many thanks and happy reading. For those of you who read my books and other content and are motivated to pursue their own transexual adventures:Happy Hunting! :)EH Watson

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My Depraved Amsterdam TGirl Adventure

EH Watson

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‘I want to mummy…please?’. The young adorable Indian girl next to me was pulling at the pram that her mother, a haggard-looking but attractive Indian woman in her late twenties was rolling back and forth gently, as she stood standing against the cash machine terminal next to my seat. The mother sighed and looked at me – probably wondering if I was looking on and judging her. I smiled instinctively to put her at ease and rolled my eyes demonstratively to lend her my moral support. She smiled back with a not unattractive smile.

We were in London Liverpool Street Station, sat in the large cavernous waiting area next to the rail platforms. I diverted my attention from the mother and child and took my Iphone 4S handset out from my black rucksack and commenced some random snapping of pictures of the beautiful majestic station ceiling and the shopping arcade on the second floor above us. Just for the heck of it, I decided to take a picture of the commuters walking to and fro in the waiting hall. From my sitting position, my phone’s camera only caught images of commuters from the waist down. That was probably best as I planned to upload the images that I had taken to my Instagram account (username ~ ehwatson1luv) and didn’t want to include faces of people in my online images without their consent.

Why was I sat in this waiting hall in a Central London rail station? For no other reason than I was embarking on a sex-filled trip to Amsterdam that I had been looking forward to for several weeks. Not since I had finished my third book, ‘My Shocking English Shemale Gangbang’ several months earlier, had I felt so full of lust and sexual desire. I had abstained from any sexual activity, including masturbation, for over a week so as to make my trip to Amsterdam even more sexually fulfilling and satisfying. In my experience, there was nothing worse than going for a sex-filled holiday, with an empty ball-sack. It was the sexual tension and knowledge that I was soon going to be releasing my pent-up sexual energy in the company of one or more gorgeous transsexual stunners that had me so excited and turned-on.

Being celibate for a week had been surprisingly difficult for me. This was odd given that I’d managed a no sex lifestyle okay during my mid to late teens, but in retrospect this was probably more as a result of not having the opportunities for sexual enjoyment that I did now. In fact in the few weeks leading up to my Amsterdam trip and my self-imposed week of celibacy, I had been on a sexual marathon of epic proportions. Myself and ‘the Wolfpack’, as my friends and I had taken to calling ourselves, had binged on a diet of alcohol, poppers and well-hung voracious transsexuals. Therefore when I had decided to impose a one week celibacy rule for myself, it was like taking liquor from an alcoholic or cigarettes from someone with a forty-a-day habit. I was experiencing severe withdrawal symptoms and was surprisingly short-tempered with everybody, which was unusual for me as I normally have a fairly calm demeanour. It didn’t help that I’d publicly declared my self-imposed celibacy on my Twitter account ~ @ehwatsTSlover on www.twitter.com ~ and so had to go through with it for my own sense of moral correctness.

Anyway, back to the retelling of my adventure. I was waiting for my train to Harwich International, the English port where my Stenaline ship was docked. After arriving at Harwich, I would board the ship and leave for an overnight journey to Hoek van Holland. Following arrival at Hoek Van Holland, I would take a train to Amsterdam Centraal, home of the world-famous Red Light District, ‘De Walletjes’. Within De Walletjes, there were streets and