homo_faber
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back story:
different city over the weekend
felt horny
looked up a few hookers
spam messaged them asked if they just have time
a "girl" responded (from italy she said, when i meet her she had zero italian accent)
i went over there
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i ring the bell. third floor. i jump a few steps in happy expectation of italian pussy.
so "she" opens the fucking door and "she" is 1.80m large, operated nose and her voice is a bit lower?
so obviously my fucking spider senses are tingling but for some reason (i popped a tadalafil a day before (half time 18hours), i drove 20 min with a cab - sunken cost theory i guess?, my train was about to leave in another 2 hours and in my hometown i dont visit hookers) i decided to enter
she was wearing lingery and no dick was bulging or anything. still she was very tall. my mind was racing. asked if i can shower to win some time. she shows me the bathroom. scanned the bathroom for something like tampoons. no tampons. shower was extremely shit. was very small. i showered. still dont know what to do.
i went out of the shower. i asked her where she is from. she said italy. i said she has no accent. she said she learned it in school. i commented on her height. she laughed and said nothing.
she asks me what i want to drink. i thinking to exit but for some reason i cant move. instead i hear myself i want water but with sparkle.
while she gets the water i look around. i see a poster from the movie leon: the professional, a picture of kurt cobain and of the singer of the band who sung this is the end. sidenote: i think both of these singers killed themself. there is also some music playing but literally cant recall a single note of the song.
i put the money on the table. i tell her to undress. in this moment i really to expect a dick to show up. in fact im really hoping to see a dick because then i can just get my clothes and leave. i just feel a huge feeling of disgusts when i look at her. she/he is really too tall. with weird fat distribution. fat at stomach and ass but the legs are rather scrawny (none of that is her fault btw, she could be a nice person im just describing my biological reaction). i tell her with that height she could model. she laughs and says she is too fat and that the clothes of the designers only fit on a certain measurement. i wonder if she knows david gandy.
she gets undressed. no dick. feelings of confusion. she asks me to sit down on the bed. i sit down. all of the sudden she has a dildo on her hand which literally turned of nowhere.
i say thanks but im not into that stuff. she laughs and says no thats for me. puts lub on it and turns around and starts to put her dildo on her ass which is weird bc i havent asked for anal.
my dick is super small at that point - like the opposite of errect - and i have the feeling it was to shrink back into my body (keep in mind im still on fucking tadalfil). i literally say nothing. i take a quick look at the pussy, i cant see any suspicious but on the hand at that point i rather dont want to know. i look next the bed and there is box with eucalyptus sweets (for better breath), i take it and unwrap them. she looks at me and without her asking explain her that i just ate some gyros.
she turns around and tries to put a condom over my dick which isnt that easy if the dick is total limb. i have a decent size and and a 90th percentile girth but im a grower. and now the penis isnt not even hard but looks extra small. i get the thought that she mights think i have a microdick and for a few seconds a feeling of pure panic rushes through my body.
she finally manages to put over the condom. im surprised at that point. she starts to suck the dick. very sensual. maybe not strong enough if you consider the condom. normally id tell the hooker to fuck off with a condom when it comes to sucking but right now im more then happy. anyways she keeps sucking and i get half hard. i grab her head and start to pushing her down on my dick. she instantly complaints that it hurt (which makes zero sense). i let it go and start to look at the wall and then i was thinking which kind of female would hang a poster of leon the professional at the wall. at this point im really convinced she is tranny and that with modern medicine they somehow made her pussy and im also thinking in what clown world we are living in where you can make an artificial pussy but you still cant cure hairloss - which made me think: do transgender still lose their hair if they get their balls cut of post puberty?)
im saying: oh damn what time is it? she says what? i say where is the clock. she says there, its 20 after 6. i said: oh damn i need to leave i need to catch a train (which is fucking crazy, i literally tried to find an execuse to leave from a tranny when in reality i should just beat her to death and take her money).
i get off the bed. take my clothes on. she just sits on the bed. i ask how much rent she pays. she says 400, i say no way. desperately i trying to get on my shoes. im thinking what was the best way to ask to get my money back and if i should ask het if she was a biological female. i look at her and instantly look away. i taste a bit vomit in the back of my throat.
i decided to just leave and literally to sprint down the stair way. once i reached the ground floor i reach in my pocket, check my phone. hectically i try to open the site where i contacted the girl, try to read her bio. she says girl there, no word of transgender.
still confused i decide to text a bro
"for fucks sake i might accidentaly fucked a tranny. fuck"
i press on send. walk a few steps, realize that this was a big mistake and that i would become a laughing stock. i pray he hasnt read it yet, see that it hasnt delivered yet and delete the messages. i ask him if he thinks samsung galaxy s21 is a good phone.
i take a cab to the train main station. its fucking cold and i have to wait over an 1h for the train to leave.
finally the train leaves and i start - after i finished reading an article on how pets are in a high demand during the corona crisis - to write this thread.
the end.
different city over the weekend
felt horny
looked up a few hookers
spam messaged them asked if they just have time
a "girl" responded (from italy she said, when i meet her she had zero italian accent)
i went over there
————
i ring the bell. third floor. i jump a few steps in happy expectation of italian pussy.
so "she" opens the fucking door and "she" is 1.80m large, operated nose and her voice is a bit lower?
so obviously my fucking spider senses are tingling but for some reason (i popped a tadalafil a day before (half time 18hours), i drove 20 min with a cab - sunken cost theory i guess?, my train was about to leave in another 2 hours and in my hometown i dont visit hookers) i decided to enter
she was wearing lingery and no dick was bulging or anything. still she was very tall. my mind was racing. asked if i can shower to win some time. she shows me the bathroom. scanned the bathroom for something like tampoons. no tampons. shower was extremely shit. was very small. i showered. still dont know what to do.
i went out of the shower. i asked her where she is from. she said italy. i said she has no accent. she said she learned it in school. i commented on her height. she laughed and said nothing.
she asks me what i want to drink. i thinking to exit but for some reason i cant move. instead i hear myself i want water but with sparkle.
while she gets the water i look around. i see a poster from the movie leon: the professional, a picture of kurt cobain and of the singer of the band who sung this is the end. sidenote: i think both of these singers killed themself. there is also some music playing but literally cant recall a single note of the song.
i put the money on the table. i tell her to undress. in this moment i really to expect a dick to show up. in fact im really hoping to see a dick because then i can just get my clothes and leave. i just feel a huge feeling of disgusts when i look at her. she/he is really too tall. with weird fat distribution. fat at stomach and ass but the legs are rather scrawny (none of that is her fault btw, she could be a nice person im just describing my biological reaction). i tell her with that height she could model. she laughs and says she is too fat and that the clothes of the designers only fit on a certain measurement. i wonder if she knows david gandy.
she gets undressed. no dick. feelings of confusion. she asks me to sit down on the bed. i sit down. all of the sudden she has a dildo on her hand which literally turned of nowhere.
i say thanks but im not into that stuff. she laughs and says no thats for me. puts lub on it and turns around and starts to put her dildo on her ass which is weird bc i havent asked for anal.
my dick is super small at that point - like the opposite of errect - and i have the feeling it was to shrink back into my body (keep in mind im still on fucking tadalfil). i literally say nothing. i take a quick look at the pussy, i cant see any suspicious but on the hand at that point i rather dont want to know. i look next the bed and there is box with eucalyptus sweets (for better breath), i take it and unwrap them. she looks at me and without her asking explain her that i just ate some gyros.
she turns around and tries to put a condom over my dick which isnt that easy if the dick is total limb. i have a decent size and and a 90th percentile girth but im a grower. and now the penis isnt not even hard but looks extra small. i get the thought that she mights think i have a microdick and for a few seconds a feeling of pure panic rushes through my body.
she finally manages to put over the condom. im surprised at that point. she starts to suck the dick. very sensual. maybe not strong enough if you consider the condom. normally id tell the hooker to fuck off with a condom when it comes to sucking but right now im more then happy. anyways she keeps sucking and i get half hard. i grab her head and start to pushing her down on my dick. she instantly complaints that it hurt (which makes zero sense). i let it go and start to look at the wall and then i was thinking which kind of female would hang a poster of leon the professional at the wall. at this point im really convinced she is tranny and that with modern medicine they somehow made her pussy and im also thinking in what clown world we are living in where you can make an artificial pussy but you still cant cure hairloss - which made me think: do transgender still lose their hair if they get their balls cut of post puberty?)
im saying: oh damn what time is it? she says what? i say where is the clock. she says there, its 20 after 6. i said: oh damn i need to leave i need to catch a train (which is fucking crazy, i literally tried to find an execuse to leave from a tranny when in reality i should just beat her to death and take her money).
i get off the bed. take my clothes on. she just sits on the bed. i ask how much rent she pays. she says 400, i say no way. desperately i trying to get on my shoes. im thinking what was the best way to ask to get my money back and if i should ask het if she was a biological female. i look at her and instantly look away. i taste a bit vomit in the back of my throat.
i decided to just leave and literally to sprint down the stair way. once i reached the ground floor i reach in my pocket, check my phone. hectically i try to open the site where i contacted the girl, try to read her bio. she says girl there, no word of transgender.
still confused i decide to text a bro
"for fucks sake i might accidentaly fucked a tranny. fuck"
i press on send. walk a few steps, realize that this was a big mistake and that i would become a laughing stock. i pray he hasnt read it yet, see that it hasnt delivered yet and delete the messages. i ask him if he thinks samsung galaxy s21 is a good phone.
i take a cab to the train main station. its fucking cold and i have to wait over an 1h for the train to leave.
finally the train leaves and i start - after i finished reading an article on how pets are in a high demand during the corona crisis - to write this thread.
the end.