More Than a Lady

Doctor Carter stopped pissing in mid flow. He had to; his cock was beginning to rise. He could not believe what he was seeing. Neither could he believe that he was so turned on by it. It all made sense now. That something that wasn't quite right, that he couldn't put a finger on, turned out to be a cock. And he wanted to put more than a finger on it. 'What's wrong, Doctor?' the saucy red head asked in a husky voice.

'You...you're...a ..ladyboy.' Doctor Carter stammered.

'Hardly a ladyboy Doctor. More like a grown, mature woman.' she purred.

Doctor Carter's thick cock had grown to a full nine inches. He had a hard time trying to hide it.

'You're not disgusted, are you Doctor?' the red head shemale asked him.

'Disgusted? Does this look as if I'm disgusted?' he pointed to his straining prick.

'Why Doctor! I'm shocked.' she said as she shook off her cock.

Doctor Carter was trying to think of something to say when she dropped to her knees by his side. She spun him around and took his large mushroom head into her warm mouth. Doctor Carter felt his knees buckle as he reached for her tits. He could not remember a time when he had been so turned on. But then, reality intruded.

'What if someone comes in?' he asked.

She removed her mouth briefly.

'They won't mind.' she answered.

'But what if a member of the hotel staff comes in?' Doctor Carter persisted.

'They won't. This is a private function room and we've locked the door.'

Doctor Carter realised then that he had been lured there on false pretences. The ladies, or lady-men, weren't interested in hearing about Reproductive Health. They were interested only in cock. His cock. And he was quite happy to give it to them. As if to confirm his suspicions a raven haired beauty came into the gents. She pulled Doctor Carter's heavy pork sword from the red head's mouth and gobbled it up into her own. Doctor Carter was free now to slip his hand under the red head's skirt where he found a surprisingly large set of balls and not unimpressive cock. He rolled the balls around in the palm of his hand, delighting in the softness and smoothness of them. He had always wanted to touch another man's genitals but had never gotten around to it. Now he was getting to do that in conjunction with his favourite activity - handling big, firm tits. He considered himself a very lucky man.