Evette's Big Night - A true story ......

evette's big night
From: Evette


OMG . . . .first I went to Macy’s where the girls had done my face. A very sexy, very feminine, hot looking brunette, all 6’ 3” of her, gets out of her car in the parking lot. I stand up on my 6 inch stiletto platform shoes, adjust my skirt in the reflection of the car window,(the skirt hemline barely reaching the tops of my thighs), and my legs had on only beige thigh highs, and my ass tight, lacey, black thong panties. . . which of course attracts the attention of several male passerby’s. They cat-called, they beeped and they called me baby and the like, very exciting. I sashay into the store, and as I made my grand entrance to the store’s cosmetics dept, I elicited many oohs and ahhs from the make up girls. Some of the male patrons looked over to as I made my way to my girlfriend who did my face. I only threw a glance in their direction and kept moving. My friend Nicki stood in awe of her creation. Everyone made a fuss over this caterpillar transformed into a beautiful butterfly right before their eyes.

Anyway, after pics, hugs and kisses, I went to the straight bar first. The bouncer just checked me up and down first, and said he knew I was a fella, but that he thought I was very, very beautiful, feminine and quite sexy for a guy. He warned me, jokingly, that I should be careful cuz if he got drunk he might forget my real gender. I thanked him and touched his shoulder lightly. Believe me, I know he was imagining himself taking me home, forgetting what he knew and just focusing on what he saw before him, a hot, slutty looking, sexy tall girl with an amazing ass and long, luscious legs, beautiful breasts and cleavage, undressing me slowly, me bowing before him descending to my knees, unzipping his pants and taking his big, suddenly erect cock in my hands, my diva-fingernail clad fingers wrapping around his girth and slowly slipping my wet, ruby red lips around his head, and then slowly pushing it back further and further down my throat. However, that was just my imagination and hopefully his as well. So, I sauntered into the bar, and the female bartenders let out a gasp as this beautiful sexy creature approached the bar. Lot of the heads at the front of the bar turned to look at me. I twirled around in my best runway model movement and style . ..not until I spoke did Evonne(my sexy, female bartender) know it was me instead of my feminine persona Evette. No one could believe it was me! Pictures were snapped; husbands pretended not to steal looks at my long legs and my ass, as my spandex, black, short dress hugged my hips and ass cheeks, and my low cut dress exposed a very realistic and sexy cleavage. I got a little tingle in clit area every time I caught one of them looking at me like the piece of feminine ass I was this evening. The womn were complimentary, but some of them look at me with envy. How could this guy have a set of legs, an ass and cleavage like this beautiful creature did? Well, I drank, I flirted and I danced but eventually it was time to go.

By the time I left I was feeling so horny, so feminine, so much like a woman I headed straight to the gay bar in Atlantic City. Well, all of my friends just couldn’t believe the transformation? Even the full time trannies told me how incredible I looked. It didn’t take long before a very attractive, middle aged African American gentleman introduced himself to me. He bought me a few drinks. He moved in for his first kiss, and as he did I laid my feminine hand on the bulge in his pants. Oh, it felt good in my hands, his cock was hard and big. I knew I was in for a good night. Before long he asked if we could leave, and I told him I had a hotel nearby. His eyes lit up, we kissed again, and my gay bartender and tranny friends were all aglow seeing their girlfriend leave with her man. We raced to the hotel; as soon as we got into the room he was all over me. First he took me in his big, strong arms ( he was 6’4” btw, so I didn’t feel like too big of a gurl anymore, I felt feminine and vunerable). We embraced and I melted into his arms. He pushed me back onto the bed, and I worked his pants off like a pro. And not to my surprise there was his big, at least 8 to 9 inch cock. I let out a little feminine sigh, and in no time had that whole thing down my throat. Gagging a little at first, I was determined to suck him until he was ready to cum. He moaned and told me he wanted to fuck me so I pulled off, precum dripping down my ruby red lips and chin. He stood me up, pulled off my panties and girdle, but leaving my thigh highs on. He gently laid me over the edge of the bed, my legs propped up high on my 6 inch stilettos, and even though his cock was dripping wet from my saliva, he greased himself up, and gently eased his whole 9 inches into my pussy. I moaned a little bit at first as my ass-pussy slowly opened up to receive his full girth, but once he was in it was glorious. He then put his hands around my waist and started pumping in and out, slowly at first. I was sighing and moaning my most feminine sighs and cries, and my ass started moving back and forth in coordination with his thrusts. I screamed “fuck me baby, fuck me, fuck me harder”, well he did and he was slamming that thing into me so hard I thought I would fall over but he held me strong. Before I knew it we were both screaming as our orgasm approached (at this point I’m thinking how much I love being the object of his affection and love, how much I enjoyed being wanted and adored as a woman, it magnified my orgasm that much more) and just before we both exploded, I glanced up and saw our reflection in the big screen tv, and all I saw was one, sexy, hot as hell, veluptious woman being taken by a big, black man, and then it happened. OM GOD I SCREAMED AND HE SCREAMED MY NAME "OH EVETTE, BEAUTIFUL EVETTE, I’M CUMMING" AND I ALMOST PASSED OUT MY ORGASM WAS SO INTENSE AS MY CUM SHOT ALL OVER THE BEDSPREAD AND SIMULTANEOUSLY I COULD FEEL HIS HOT GIZ, SEEMED LIKE GALLONS OF IT, SHOOTING DEEP INTO ME, DEEP INTO MY PUSSY, AND HE KEPT THRUSTING AND THRUSTING, I HOPED IT WOULD NEVER END. Then when he finally pulled out of me, I turned around so turned on STILL, I grabbed his cock in both hands, pushed it back into my throat, at which point he ejaculated a few more loads of cum down my throat. I sucked and sucked til the last drop was drained from him, and then he fell on top of me and we kissed for what seemed like forever. He told me that he hadn’t felt that good in so, so long, and that I was the most beautiful, most sensual woman he had been with in such a long time. I laid there, just forgetting completely who I really was and never wanting to return to my male persona. Evette was here to stay.