I was at a conference, last day there. I had been toying with the idea of having someone come up to my room, and I put up an ad, but fear and nervousness kept me from following through.

Late in the afternoon on the last day I was going to be there, I got a message. I decided that one was going to be the one, though I did ask for a picture. He was a handsome, Latino guy, pretty young, and I immediately gave him my room number. He said to leave my room door open, which I found a bit odd, cause I wasn't expecting him for a while longer.

I got into my bathing suit, which was about the only thing sexy I had at hand because I had already packed everything. Even though it's fairly conservative, more like bike shorts and a swim shirt, it has a kind of bondage strap design that did a good job of accentuating my modest cleavage.

After I'm dressed, I let the door open, and he comes in after a few minutes. He's super friendly, just saying how nervous he was, which instantly melted my unease. Nothing like vulnerability to ease the tension. I went up to him and gave him a gentle kiss, and that seemed to relax him as well.

He broke the kiss, and immediately started letting his pants down, he was already super hard. I'm still not enough of a slut to know how big he was, but he was bigger than me and all I could think was gulping it down and tasting his cum.

I have been with a few other trans women, and one cis man, but I've never had what I've been fantasizing about- a huge load of cum in my mouth. So I was putting my best effort into sucking this guy off, trying to find his speed, trying to get my reward. He was good at control, though, and he knew what he wanted.

He asked if he could fuck me, and I obediently stripped off my bathing suit and prepared myself, and putting a condom on him with my mouth (the first time I ever did that! The moment I felt him push inside, I was just begging.

"Please, please, please..."

"Please what?" He asked.

"Please fuck me, please fuck me, please!" I panted. I didn't want his load in my mouth, I just wanted him to pound me, smearing my wetness on the sheets.

He was doing a good job of it too, until his radio clicked, and I felt his cock pulsing inside, then him pulling out. Turns out he worked at the hotel I was staying at, which was why he was so close and asked for the door to be open. He put his pants on, and I gave him a goodbye kiss and thanked him for coming.

It was a pretty fun time, but I think it's just the beginning. Every time I fuck a cis man he comes way too soon; I want to be fucked til my own cum comes drooling out. I guess I'll have to try again sometime soon. :)