Ladyboy Loves Up The Midwest

When Jasmine, a Thai ladyboy, moved into a small town in Iowa the locals didn't know
what had hit them. She was instantly the talk of the town; initially for being so different
and exotic but once she opened her club her reputation spread right across the county and
state line.

It was only a really small place with just room enough for eight tables. But you just about
had to fight your way to get into her club. Each evening Jasmine would perform her lip
synching and dance routine for about an hour, which was just about the most glamorous
thing the locals had ever seen. The rest of the time she mingled with her guests, mostly
couples because most men were too afraid to come alone, serving drinks and tasty Thai
snacks.

Jasmine was, after numerous operations, the absolute epitome of feminine beauty and
perfection. She was tall and leggy, slim and sassy with cheekbones and lips that most
women would die for. Her pale skin was satiny smooth and her dark eyes sparkled with
what most people took to be sheer decadence, but was just her good spirits and fun
personality. Needless to say she had many of the local men mighty confused. To look at
she was all woman, and when she spoke her voice was flirtatious and fluttered like a
delicate bird. But there was a tough side to Jasmine; she took no nonsense in her club.
And when she was angry she bellowed like a man, her voice dropped down the scale into
a booming bass as she ejected the trouble makers.

Jasmine never set out to broadcast the fact that she had all her man bits, but she never hid
the fact if anyone asked. She was just Jasmine, the most exotic flower in that little corner
of Iowa; the best dancer many of the men had ever seen, the sexiest woman, the most
seductive beast and yet....shit! she had a dick. So most men lusted after her from afar,
enjoying the sight of her perfect tits when she stripped off to the waist at the end of her
show and wondering where she hid her tackle. But Gary, a big beefy corn and hog
farmer, just couldn't take it in.

How could she be a guy, he asked his friends when they told him about this exotic dancer
in their midst. He was divorced and had to wangle and invite to join a couple he knew at
the club. To be seen alone at such a place might raise a few eyebrows, if Jasmine was a
ladyboy, as everyone said she was.

The first time Gary saw Jasmine he was blown completely away. She was simply the
most beautiful, most feminine, sexiest woman he had ever seen in his life. He thought
woman like this only existed in Hollywood, yet here she was prancing about the stage
and high kicking the night away. How could she have a dick and balls, where would she
keep it in the skimpy costumes that she wore? surely it would show? Gary was not
convinced. What he was seeing was a beautiful woman perform the sexiest act he could
imagine. People were just being small minded, saying she was a ladyboy, he told himself,
and he dismissed fact as gossip.

Nothing Gary did got get Jasmine off his mind after that first time. He wanted to see her
perform as often as he could and that meant going to the club alone. He had run out of
people to tag along with. People were starting to talk about Gary; and they had started to
tease him, asking if he liked a little extra in his women. He knew what they were saying
about him yet still he couldn't stay away. He was never one to buck the trend or be
unconventional but he felt physically ill if he didn't see her dance two or three times a
week. And Jasmine had started to notice the big, beefy, blonder farmer who often sat
alone.

She liked what she saw because what turned her on was large, solidly built men. Men
who looked like they could carry the weight of the world on their shoulders and with nice
shapely, solid thighs and butts. Men who could pick her up and cradle her, and hold her
while they fucked her. So far none of the locals had been brave enough to slip her a little
sausage and she was going hungry. Perhaps the wives all kept their husbands on a tight
leash. Gary was the only single man she saw in the club so he would have to be the one.

Jasmine went on a charm offensive, serving Gary extra portions of his favourite snack,
lingering for a word or two at his table. He was slowly overcoming his shyness and
beginning to talk to this gorgeous creature. The more his friends teased him the more
Gary shut out of his mind the question of Jasmine's gonads. She had a stunningly
beautiful face and the most beautiful, firm breasts that a man could ever want, and that is
what he concentrated on.

Gary started to open up with Jasmine, like he had done with no other woman since his
divorce. He looked forward to their little chats each time he went to the club. Some
nights Jasmine would sit with him while she drank a beer, while his friends teased, but
neither of them cared anymore. Gary told himself if anything developed between them,
he would have to take his chances and see if the rumour was true. And if it was...well, he
would cross that bridge when he came to it.

And then one night Jasmine asked Gary to stay behind at closing time. Several of his
friends cupped their hands around their balls as they went out and asked Gary if he was
ready to receive.

'People are such shits, sometimes.' Jasmine said sadly.

'Don't worry about them.' Gary replied.

'You don't mind?' she asked 'that I'm a ladyboy?'

Here it was at last, the moment of truth. Gary gulped, feeling a momentary panic. But it
was too late to back away; he was already more than a little in love with this beautiful,
exotic woman. Her cock would have to be one more exotic feature about her.

'No, I don't care.' Gary said.

'I think you lie.' Jasmine told him.

Gary blushed, ashamed at being caught out so easily.

'I would prefer that you were all woman' he said 'but you are who you are, and I'm crazy
bout you Jasmine.'

'Good. I like crazy. You don't have to touch my manhood, if you don't like.' she said.

Gary felt terrible. How could he be with someone if he couldn't be with her completely.
What right did he have to pick and choose which bits of her body to love.

'I want to be with you,' he said softly 'let's not worry about body parts.'

Jasmine led Gary to her apartment upstairs where they settled on the settee and shared a
bottle of wine. Gary's head was in a spin from having her so near, smelling her perfume
and feeling her silken skin as she snuggled up close to him. He wrapped an arm around
her and pulled her close for their first kiss. Gary got a shock; he was expecting a sweet,
delicate kiss. Instead she was like a hungry tiger, devouring him as she started to
unbutton his shirt.

'Please I'm so horny!' she wailed. 'I must have you now.'

Jasmine just about tore the shirt off Gary's back, revealing his broad, smooth chest with
its tiny brown nipples. She pushed him down on the settee and started nibbling on his
nipples before kissing across the warm expanse of skin of his chest and down to his belly
button. His hard cock throbbed inside his jeans. He had never known sex like this before;
if this is what it meant to have sex with a ladyboy, bring it on! She panted heavily as she
unbuckled his belt and undid his zipper. She struggled to get his tight jeans off, finally
freeing his beercan thick six inch circumcised cock.

Jasmine went into an absolute feeding frenzy as she wrapped her fist around the base of
that super thick cock and greedily devoured it. All her lady like charms had vanished as
she loved that flared cock knob and fondled Gary's large, smooth, goose egg sized balls.
He had only a tiny patch of silky blonde pubes and was otherwise hairless, just what she
loved. Gary was in ecstasy as he got the first sex he had had in over six months and quite
simply the best blowjob of his life. The woman had pussy in her mouth, and his slippery
shaft felt alive to every single sensation going as those beautiful lips worked up and down
its length. Her long nails raking at his balls, and the sensitive skin behind his balls, was
driving him crazy.

But it was when she started licking his balls that Gary knew he wasn't in Iowa anymore.
Her tongue nibbled all over his big funbags and made them churn and draw up close. And
then she pushed Gary legs apart and into the air, with surprising strength, and pushed her
tongue right up into his pucker. He let out a growl of pleasure; it was a sensation unlike
any other he had known in his life and he reached for his cock and started stroking it with
wild abandon.

But Jasmine brushed his hand away.

'No, no. You cum too soon.' she scolded and then went back to eating him out.

The big man thrashed about on the bed, desperate to shoot his wad but wanting this
amazing sensation to go on forever. He was almost relieved when after another five
minutes she pulled her face out of his meaty crack and reached for something in her
handbag. Gary felt the cool glide of lube down his overheated shaft and just about shot
his bolt. It was just the most amazing sensation. But ten times better was when Jasmine
sat astride him and started to impale herself on his beefy cock.

Gary sighed out loud as his fat hog bit into the warm, slippery alley of her love. Jasmine's
ring was stretched to the max by this thick corn fed farmer, and she loved it just so. It
was her time to moan and groan as she started to work that thick rod in and out of her
slippery ring. Her hard cock was hidden underneath her skirt but she was well aware of it
and would soon have to give it some attention. Gary sighed even louder as they found
their rhythm and his cock started to glide in and out of that tight hole. He put his hands
on her smooth thighs, just under her skirt and gently massaged her soft, warm flesh with
his large hands.

Jasmine crushed her nipples in her hands and moaned softly as she rode the tower of
power. She used her ass on Gary's cock like no woman had ever used her pussy, clamping
down on him, milking him, controlling his cock with her muscles. He looked up at her,
eyes glazed with lust.

'Please...'she she begged, and Gary knew what he had to do.

He slid his right hand higher up her thigh and found her hard cock. It was about five
inches long and fairly slender and was the first cock Gary had ever touched, apart from
his own. It felt so different, and yet so familiar. After his first hesitant fumble he found
his rhythm and gently jacked off his ladybody lover. She was going crazy on his cock
now, riding in like a bucking bronco. He could tell she was close and suddenly he was
fascinated by her cock. What would it be like when she came. He lifted her skirt and
caught his first glimpse of the cock that was to become a large part of his life. His left
hand started to tease her small, smooth balls and she went crazy, yelling and cursing as
the waves of ecstasy washed through her body.

The sight and sound of Jasmine in the throes of orgasm got to Gary. His own large balls
were sitting real close to his body now and he could feel his cock grow super sensitive,
when suddenly she froze and her cock began to spit. A heavy rope of cum blasted out of
her dick and landed on Gary's chest. The heat of that heavy splatt, and the smell of
unfamiliar jizz, and the clamping of her ass round his cock got to him and he felt
shuddered as his balls blasted off their volley of manjuice and left him feeling weak and
dazed.

He pulled his ladyboy lover into a hug and held her close. This had been the most mind-
blowing sex of his life and he didn't care what anyone said or though about him. All that
mattered was his sweet Jasmine, falling asleep in his arms.

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