TGirls 2

By Natasha Tsarina

Three short stories about TGirls.

Jake and the layover.

After almost having sex with a TGirl in Thailand Jake flies back to the States with his friends who are worried about his sexual inclination. During a layover in San Francisco Jake helps a damsel in distress and learns something about himself along the way.

Old Friends

Bibi works as a receptionist in a hotel. One morning while going through the check ins from the previous night she sees a name she recognizes from a long time ago, Dough. It’s her best friend from when she was young and her name was Bradley. Memories come back and she wants to talk to him, but how? When they played together she was in shorts and t-shirt now she dresses in panties and wears skirts.

Hot Agents

Justin Devlin is not the man his friends at the class reunion once new. Ten years has past and the laid back playboy from those days is gone.
While sitting at the bar watching the crowd and how they have changed over the years, he sees two women walk in.

Wendy and Jasmine, undercover agents with one goal, Justin Devlin. They are honey traps and the best at their game.
Justin figures the night would be better spent with these two lovely women, but what should be a night of fun sex turns into something a lot more dangerous.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Natasha Tsarina
• Release date: Dec 12, 2015
• ISBN: 9781311376541

Natasha Tsarina

Natasha is a woman in her best years, She lives in Spain for the moment. Before that, she lived in the States and South America. When she doesn't write she likes a nice glass of wine a good book and long walks.If you are not sure about buying one of my novellas, why don't you check me out on Lushstories, which is free. Go to their website and then search for my name: NatashaTsarinaErotic.If you like what you read you can always make a donation on my blog.

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TGirls 2

Natasha Tsarina

Copyright 2013 by Natasha Tsarina

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Jake and the layover

Jake Blane opened his eyes and adjusted his hard on. The cramped seat in the Airbus was killing him and he needed a drink. The elderly couple next to him was asleep so he carefully pressed the little button above his head. A moment later a stewardess came up to him. What can I do for you, sir?

A bottle of water and some peanuts please?

Sure, right away.

While he waited Jake tried to get more comfortable, but the seat was not made for his big frame. He still had a hard on and it was becoming uncomfortable. The dream about the ladyboy he had met his last night in Bangkok had caused it. He had thought it was a regular girl but when they arrived to his hotel room and got naked he had freaked out. His cock had gone limp and then he had just sat down and laughed. The situation had been quite funny.

He and his business partners had observed some Americans and Europeans at a nearby table during dinner and they had what Jake’s guide had told them were ladyboys with them. They must have been blind because from where he was sitting Jake could clearly see that the girls in micro skirts were guys with make up. His partner Burt leaned closer. That’s what you get when you have no taste.

The guide told them that the Kathoey which they were called in Thai was not the same as the Western transsexual or transgender. The majority of the Kathoey maintained their male identity, and just dressed up as women. He insisted that the best were impossible to distinguish from a real woman. Jake and his friends had laughed and said they would know at once. The guide had chuckled and changed topic.

Several hours and drinks later they were in a nightclub and Jake was at the bar ordering drinks when a cute girl asked him if he had a light. She was a local but spoke good English. They talked for a while and then Jake had asked her to dance. They had done a few shots and then headed back to his hotel arm in arm.

While he lay naked on the bed laughing the girl had knelt between his legs and had taken his cock deep down her throat. Maybe it was the drinks but she was damn good, he had thought. Jake had tried to sit up but his head was spinning and he decided to stay where he was. After all, a blow job was a blow job, and from where he lay all he could see was her long hair and a pretty face. Each time the girl looked at him she winked her right eye and Jake completely forgot there was a cock some where below that angelic face. It took him several minutes to come because of the drinks but when he did, the girl smiled at him, got dressed and left him where he was. The last memory of her was her tight little ass while she pulled up her skirt. She had bent forward and there, between her ass cheeks he could see her balls and cock and then he had past out.

When he woke up the following morning with a splitting headache and dry mouth he promised himself never to tell anyone what had happened. He knew Burt and Dave would laugh at him and never let him forget. Apart from business partners they were also his best friends. They had grown up together in a small town a few miles outside Austin. There they had drank their first whiskey, touched their first pussy and as it happened it was the same girl that let them feel her up, but not at the same time. When they went off to college they all went to Texas AM, where they earned degrees in engineering. Dave met Jenny during his last year and they got married after graduation. It lasted two years. She took of with a French golf pro who was teaching at the local club never to be heard from again. Jake and Burt staid single and now when they were in their mid thirties they were glad they had. Most of the men they met were going through a divorce or had been divorced for a while. Something was wrong with America, Jake decided; people got married for the wrong reasons and then split up.

Burt and Dave were already at the breakfast buffet when Jake walked in. He loaded a plate with eggs and bacon and big glass of OJ. When he sat down with them Burt said. "How