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Switch in Time
by Anonymous Author (no address provided)
***
A Navy guy on leave samples the wares before reaching
his next posting. (Mm, MF, prost, military)
***
I was a 20 year old guy who'd had limited sexual
experience, despite being in the Navy for a couple of
years. I hadn't had a chance to experiment a lot.
My first lover had been the mother of my best friend
back in high school. She taught me a lot about how to
please a woman. I'd had some flings since then with
girls my own age and had developed a serious
relationship with a boy my own age! Good thing I
hadn't told that to the recruiter back in the "don't
ask don't tell" days!
Anyway, I'd finally finished almost 2 years of
training and was flying out for my first assignment,
Fort Meade, MD. About midway between Baltimore and DC.
Since I arrived at Dulles airport late in the day and
hadn't the slightest idea of how to get to Fort Meade
from there, I took a hotel bus into DC and got off in
the heart of the city. I asked the driver for a clean
but cheap place to stay and he pointed me to a hotel a
few blocks away.
***
After unpacking and showering, I decided to stow most
of my cash in the false bottom of my "combat boots"
(issued in boot camp and not worn since) and hit the
streets. I carried about $100 on my person. I had
decided to get laid. I had nothing at all against
prostitutes. Growing up in a small town, I'd never met
one.
For the past couple of years, I hadn't had the chance
to go looking for one, either. Training had kept me
much too busy. So here I was, a horny new kid in town.
I figured I didn't have enough time to get to know
anyone in the usual way, so this would have to do. I
made my way to the red-light district, walking
briskly. I wore my navy pea coat over my civvies,
technically a no-no, but it was cold!
I turned the corner and entered the neon fun-zone.
Things were nearly as bright as daylight here, but
with plenty of shadows to hide in. And there was lots
hiding in the shadows, drug dealers, winos, etc. I
ignored them as best I could and decided to cruise up
and down the street once before going in anyplace.
There seemed to be a lot of action going on in the
parking lot across from the bus station.
From where I was standing, I could see several ladies
of varying ages and a few boys. Close by, I saw a
couple of nice looking men kissing passionately on the
sidewalk. I felt my cock start to harden and decided
to check out a peep show before purchasing my
companion for the evening. I went into the nearest
arcade and received a few dollars in tokens and headed
for a booth.
This was a few years ago, before VCR's became the
standard fair in the video arcades. Back then one
would cruise the different booths before finding a
movie they liked.
As a result, there was a lot of cruising going on and
nobody seemed to care how many people were in a booth
at one time. I'd found a fairly nice place, it seemed.
The booths were ample sized so as not to be crowded
and had a comfortable chair within easy reach of the
coin box.
I had my pants down and was stroking myself when the
door opened. I couldn't see much of anything from the
doorway, since the light was behind him. He shyly
asked if he could come in.
I figured, what the hell, and told him it was okay
with me. He entered and closed and locked the door
behind him. As he stepped closer to me, I got a better
look at him. He was young. Too young for this place.
He couldn't have been more than 15. But damn, he was
pretty. Slender, firm, healthy-looking.
"I saw you on the street, Mister. I was wondering if
you could spare a couple of bucks..." I sighed, what
else did I expect.
"Okay, what are your rates, kid?" I asked.
"Oh no, Mister. I'd do you for free. I just need 10
bucks to find a place to crash for the night. If you
don't have the money, we can still have fun."
I knew it was bullshit and that if I didn't have the
money the kid would be off like a shot, but I reached
into a pocket and pulled out a twenty. I gave it to
the kid and said, "Okay kid. Here's all the cash I've
got. Consider it a gift. If you still want to stay
with me for a few minutes, that's great."
He replied by crawling up into my lap and kissing me
deeply. His hard, little cock poked against mine. Soon
his pants were down and he was stroking us together.
He came suddenly, with more force than I could
remember ever doing myself.
He knelt over me, licking my crotch clean. When he
took my cock into his mouth, I exploded, giving him
all the more to drink down. When I was done, he gave
me a happy smile and left. Shortly after that, my
tokens were gone, so I also left.
I felt good, the urgency in my balls was gone and I
could make a discriminating choice as to my companion
for the evening.
***
After some window shopping, I decided on a young black
woman. She was very pretty, tall with shapely legs and
butt. Her breasts were somewhat small, but seemed
nice.
She asked me if I was looking for a little fun. I told
her I was and asked her how much for her to spend the
night with me in my hotel room. She told me $50. That
didn't seem bad, so I waved down a taxi. (It was a
couple of miles back and she was wearing heals.)
Sitting in the back of the taxi, we kissed lightly and
held hands the rest of the ride. I snuck her past the
dozing desk clerk easily enough and up into my room.
I dug the money out of my wallet which she placed in
her purse. We began to kiss. Her kisses were like
nothing I'd ever experienced! I was on fire, my cock
was straining to get out! But every time I reached for
her, she pushed my hands away.
"Look, Cynthia, I don't think this is going to work
unless you let me touch you. You're driving me crazy
here!"
To my amazement, she started to cry. I held her close
and comforted her as best I could. That's when she
told me.
"You seem so nice, so big and good-looking, I just had
to have you.
But things aren't as they seem, darling."
At that, she began to strip. Off came the dress. Off
came the bra and falsies. Off came the panties and
strap. Up went "her" cock. As I reached for her hand,
I told her, "It doesn't matter to me, love, if it
doesn't matter to you. I think you are very sexy and I
want to make love with you. What difference does
gender make?"
So this lovely person came into bed with me. She was
dressed only in nylons and didn't have a single hair
on her body. Yes, it was strange. She wanted me to
call her cock her clit and her ass her pussy, but I
could live with that. We came just holding and kissing
each other! Then we took turns licking each other
clean, which started us going again, of course.
Later that evening, she told me that she had been
cross-dressing for a few years and had managed to pass
in public for months. She had decided to come down to
the red-light area to see how far it could go. She
never intended on actually being picked up. We'd
fallen out of touch when I was re-assigned a few
months later.
Several years later, on a business trip back east, I
looked her up. She had gone through with her plans to
have a sex change operation and was married now. We
met for lunch and talked over old times. She told me
her husband knew about her gender change and didn't
mind.
I told her that she was still one of the prettiest
women I'd ever known. After lunch, we went back to my
hotel room, this time I was in a somewhat higher class
establishment. Her kisses were still like fire, she
could still coax amazing orgasms out of me.
Afterwards, she told me, "You've finally gotten what
you paid for, sex with a lovely woman."
I replied, "Honey, 10 years ago, I paid a beautiful
person to make love with me. I got what I paid for.
This was a recap. I told you then, gender doesn't make
a difference. You were lovely then, you're lovely
now."
END
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world
contract HIV every year. You only have one body per
lifetime, so take good care of it!
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