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Transgender fucked and left naked in public
The lecturer brought the class to a close and the students packed up their books and made their way to the exit. I had been taking a postgraduate evening course after work, this was the second week. While I still presented as male at work, attending the course allowed me to present in female and dress as my true self, a beautiful transgender woman. This evening I was wearing a tight beige dress, black stockings, black ballet flat shoes and a black leather jacket over it. As I was packing up my things, a fellow student came over to say hello. ‘Hey, you look familiar’, he said, with a nervous smile on his face. It was Charles, one of my undergraduate classmates. I hadn’t seen him in a few years, since we graduated. Back then he was muscular, smart and very handsome. He had aged well and had clearly increased his gym time even more, as his muscles bulged and rippled underneath his tight shirt. ‘Do I?’ I teased. ‘Yeah, you’re Dan aren’t you? From undergrad.’ he proudly said in his low, quiet voice. ‘Yeah, well recognised, Charles. Although I go by Dani now’ I answered. ‘Cool, you look amazing. I didn’t know you were trans.’ he continued. ‘Hah, yeah, neither did I for a while. But now I’ve been on hormones for over a year and I’m aiming to get the surgery done next year.’ ‘Oh, that’s so cool Dani, I’m happy for you. Hey, do you want to grab a coffee?’ ‘Sure’ I said, and we headed to the nearby cafe which was across the hall, thankfully still serving for the evening students. We sat down and sipped our drinks, discussing life and remembering our undergraduate days. Then it got on to relationships. Turns out Charles was single. In the past year he had dated a girl for three months and a guy for seven months. So he was bisexual. ‘Well, if you dated a beautiful trans girl you’d have the best of both worlds’ I joked with him. ‘Yeah, I’ve been thinking about that’ he admitted. ‘Been doing some research online’. ‘Oh really?’ I said, as I slipped my shoe off and rubbed my foot up and down his leg, looking at him seductively. ‘Yeah, sadly there aren’t many trans girls around here, huh’ he sighed. ‘Well, maybe tonight could be your lucky night’ I chirped. ‘Yeah, you’re beautiful. But would you be up for it? We could keep it casual. Just a kiss or maybe some more, see what happens?’ he stammered. Even with his handsome face and bulging muscles, he was still shy. I reached out for his hand and squeezed it, then said ‘Come on.’ We got up, holding hands, and illegal bahis made our way out of the faculty building and across the way to another, quieter building, the nursing faculty. This was usually quiet after six. With butterflies in my stomach, I lead Charles up the stairs and into an empty classroom. We left the lights off. He sat down on a chair and I climbed on top of him, my shoes slipping off as I slid my legs all over him and humped his crotch. We kissed passionately as he pulled off my jacket and let it hit the floor. Then I grabbed my tight dress and pulled it up and over my head, tossing it to the side. My B-Cup hormone-grown breasts jiggled in my bra, then Charles undid the strap and the plopped out for him to caress and lick my nipples. After a few more minutes of intense foreplay I stood up and turned around, slowly pulling my tights down, revealing my tiny thong, which was wedged between my chubby ass cheeks. With my tights off, I slipped my thong off and by the time it had reached my ankles, my tiny cock and balls slowly dropped from between my legs. My cock was barely more than an inch in length, and the empty balls usually receded inside the inquinal canals. Charles grabbed my ass and then squeezed my tiny cock and balls a few times while we kissed some more. Then I had an idea. I reached inside my bag and pulled out my handcuffs. With a cheeky glint in my eyes, I secured both my hands in front of me with the cuffs. Then I climbed back on top of Charles and started kissing him again. I put my arms behind the back of his head as he grabbed my ass and I could feel his cock bulging in his pants. Meanwhile I was completely naked, my tiny cock barely visible between my feminine legs. Just as I was about to gesture to Charles to get his cock inside my tight asshole, we heard someone opening the door. I looked around, it was the cleaning lady. The room was dark, so she couldn’t see us, as she pushed in her large cleaning trolley full of equipment. Thankfully there was a second door so I got up and we sprinted out. We reached the corridor just as the cleaning lady got inside, so she didn’t see us. Then I realised that I was still naked. ‘Did you bring my clothes?’ I asked Charles. ‘Eh, no sorry.’ he replied. ‘I thought you had them’. ‘No, my hands are tied, I couldn’t grab them in time’ I gasped. I was standing in the corridor completely naked and handcuffed, meanwhile Charles was still fully clothed. We heard footsteps and realised someone was about to come perabet giriş around the corner. We kept going down the corridor in the opposite direction, me walking in front of Charles so that the people behind us wouldn’t see me. We turned the corner at the end of the corridor and then went into an empty classroom. ‘Ok, we can wait here until the cleaning lady is done, then go back for my clothes’ I gasped. ‘Sounds like a plan’ replied Charles calmy. Then he started carressing my naked body again. He leaned in and kissed me while grabbing my asscheeks. I wrapped one foot around his body while standing naked and kissing him. Then he lifted me up and brought me over to the desk at the front of the room. Unzipping his pants, he pulled out a throbbing 9 inch dick and slipped a condom over it. Then without lubing up he slide it inside my tight asshole. I gasped as the large, warm rod went deeper inside me. Flat on my back with my legs in the air, Charles pumped my asshole with his hard cock. My little titties jiggled happily as the thrusting grew faster, while my tiny cock lay there limply on my stomach, my balls had receded back inside me. After a few minutes, Charles pulled out and sat down on a nearby chair, so I could get on top and ride his hard cock. I put my arms around his head again and sat back on my own legs on his lap, going for some front cowgirl. My tiny cock flopped up and down as I bounced on the cock. After another few minutes, we changed position again. This time I was on the ground on all fours, while Charles kneeled and drilled my ass. My tiny cock and my titties jiggled and shook rapidly as I was fucked hard. Clothed-Male-Naked-Female CMNF was always my biggest fantasy and now I was living it. I was naked and handcuffed on all fours being fucked in a public building by a fully clothed guy. I heard his breathing intensify and soon he gasped in orgasm as he blew his load in my asshole, just the thin condom preventing it from getting deeper inside me. He pulled out just as his phone buzzed. ‘I gotta go’ he said abruptly. I was exhausted from the fucking and my asshole was quite sore. I barely comprehended what he was saying. Only after he had gone, did I realise that he had left me alone, naked and handcuffed on the cold floor of the classroom, after fucking my asshole raw without lubricant. After a few minutes I realised I needed to get up. I was still fully naked and my clothes, and the key for the cuffs, were in another room on the other side perabet güvenilir mi of the building. I slowly got up and tiptoed to the door, my bare feet making a soft padding sound on the floor. I looked through the glass and saw that the corridor was empty, so I slowly turned the handle and opened the door. The corridor was colder than the room and I shivered. Waiting a moment to see if the coast was still clear, I slowly made my way back around the corner.I leaned my back against the wall and slowly peered around the corner. I felt like Raiden at the end of Metal Gear Solid 2, handcuffed and naked, trying to avoid the security guards. Just as I peered around, the cleaning lady came out of the room. She pushed her trolley in front of her and continued on ahead. I waited until she had entered the next room, then I quickly ran out from the corner and headed down the corridor. My barefeet were thankfully not too noisy and I made it to the room without anyone seeing me. Opening the door, the light was turned off, so I checked around for my clothes in the half-light cast from the corridor. After a few minutes I realised that my clothes and bag were gone! Now I was stranded naked and handcuffed in the university building. I turned around and headed outside again. Just as I had left the room, the door of the room down the corridor opened and the cleaning lady came out. I doubled back inside the room to avoid her seeing me. Peering out through the glass, I spotted my handbag and dress hanging on her trolley. So she had taken them! I couldn’t see the rest of my clothes but I was sure she had them somewhere. I waited for her to go into the next room and then slowly crept up to the door. Maybe I could wait until she was cleaning another part of the room, then sneak in and take them. I waited outside the door for a few minutes, waiting for her to get started. After some time, I heard a gasping noise and the shaking of a table. I peered through the glass of the window. The cleaning lady was completely naked, on her back on the desk, getting her pussy fucked by… Charles! ‘Ooooh baby, oooh fuck me baby’ the cleaning lady gasped, her legs in the air, her smooth, beautiful dark skin glowing in the evening light, her large breasts jiggling magnificently. I was jealous of her big boobies. And her beauty. After a few minutes she gasped in orgasm and they slowly stopped fucking. Kissing for a few moments, the lady then got off the desk and went to fetch her clothes. Then I realised she was putting on my clothes. ‘Damn, Charlie, your little girlfriend has good taste’ she said as she pulled on my thong, bra and dress. ‘Oh, there she is, all naked and jealous, come on in little girl’ she said as she spotted me through the window.

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