I was about 17, walking back home late one night from a pub. About a 3 mile walk, and was very dark.
Heading towards a long stretch of road, rural, could see a someone walking towards me. As got closer, could make out it was a women, walking in heels, short skirt, obviously a bit worse for ware.
As we got closer, I said hello, and she responded. We started to chat and I said do you want me to walk you home. (That's what we did in the 80's) She said yes, and I started to walk back with her. Within seconds we were kissing. Her lips were so soft, it was magical. , her hand reached between my legs as we kissed, and I was loveing it. Her perfume was strong, and to be honest I just could not belive my luck (still a virgen as well) and then, at that point I just knew something did not feel right. Her tits just did not feel right, they were not real. I pulled back and looked at her direct in the face, pushed her long dark hair aside and could see in an instant that she was a he.
He smiled and started to take out my cock - at that point I grabbed his tits, he tried to stop me, but it was too late, they burst !! - they were ballons with water inside - he was so pissed with me - soaked through - at that point we went accross the road and over the side of the hedge, and he got on his knees took out my cock and sucked me off. It was my first blow job and I came all over his face and down his dress.
I walked him back to his house - and whilst he asked me in - I declined, kissed him for a long time and left.
Still to this day I wish I went in - but, well - that's it -
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