1. TSA vs. Queer PDA


    Date: 7/7/2024, Categories: Transgender & Crossdressers, Author: byAlexBailey 

    This story was written for the750 Word Project 2024, below this line are exactly 750 words:

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The instant the heavy door latches we're all over each other with kisses, hard and wet. The lust in Jena's eyes matches my own as she hikes up my sundress and grabs the back of my bikini bottoms, tugging them firmly up my ass and snug at the base of my cock. I'm backed against the bathroom wall, desperately trying to get her fly open.

She pulls my cock over my bikini-bottoms and grabs my shaft at the point of attachment, tugging and rubbing where my opening would be if I had a pussy. I become a cross-eyed swooning mess.

I open her buttons and fumble in the Calvin Klein tighty-whities under her denim jeans. I discover she isn't packing and groan -- TSA would've had a field day with that.

She laughs at my desperation. "Oh? What are you looking for, fairy-boy? You want to get pegged right here?"

My eyes roll and my vision blurs. "Oh fuck, please? I'm so ready!" My bikini bottoms fall down around the ankles of my Ugg boots.

She lets go of my cock, grabs an ass-cheek and spins me around to lean me over with my hands and elbows against the wall. I look over my shoulder, back arched, ass up in anticipation. She's breathing down my neck, licking her fingers, getting them all nice and wet.

"I wish I had a dick right now!" She growls then hooks her thumb in me.

My world explodes! The only thing I'm aware of is her thickest digit -- she has me. My knees buckle ...
    ... but she holds me, lifting me to my toes, fingers cradling my sack and the base of my cock as my swollen breasts and nipples are forced against the wall. They're still a little tender from the implants and hormones.

"Oh, yeah Jena. Fuck me..."

"Shush..."She reaches around and strokes my dick as it softens a little from being penetrated. I push back but she plants her thigh behind her hand, using the power of her legs to push into me.

"Oh... hmmmm!"

"Hey," she says in a firm quiet voice, "Shut the fuck up."

I giggle.

"I mean it... don't make a sound or I won't let you come. You want security knocking on the door?"

Who is she to criticize? This girl can scream bloody-murder when she comes. Now hear I am up against the wall with her all up in me, tugging with a reach-around and she expects me to be quiet? My pre-cum has her fingers all wet and slippery.

She's working me up fast and I'm getting close, everything is humming. I'm moaning and the world is starting to fall away...

"shush... your being too loud."

I bite my knuckles as the inner storm builds... a little more... just a bit... "Oooooh'!

BANG! BANG! BANG! Someone's banging at the door, twisting the locked handle.

Jena lets go and we stumble in a daze. "Shit. I told you to shut up."

"Huh? oh...fuck..." I shake and try to steady myself.

BANG! BANG! "Airport security. Restrooms are for toiletry use only, I'm going to need you to open the door."

"You answer it." Jena stifles a laugh ...
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