Yes Captain
Men love me. They really can’t get enough of me. Here in Thailand I’m not special, there are loads of girls like me. However, when I go overseas I’m the special one. You see I wasn’t born with this dark-tan feminine figure; I’ve had to create it. I was born a boy but have become this beautiful, sensual woman through a number of surgeries and a strict beauty regime. Well, actually, there is a certain part of my male form I have kept; it’s the part which drives guys crazy.
In my soft panties I have a cock. It tucks away and only comes out when I want it to. Here in Thailand it’s unwanted but the guys in other countries can’t get enough of it. It gives me power over these men. I see the salivating look on their faces when it springs out as they pull my lingerie off.
I’ve never worked in the bars or streets as many Thai ladyboys do. I was a (pretty) good girl. I studied hard, looked after my family and hung out with my girl and gay friends. Thai guys weren’t attractive to me and even though some did chase me, I usually turned them down. I hooked up with a few tourists and expats in Bangkok but I never met anyone I wanted to be with. Besides, sex was fun and it got boring fucking the same person again and again.
When I was 21 I finished university and my parents paid for me to visit Europe for a month. I ticked off a lot of countries if you catch my drift…
I flew out of Bangkok and couldn’t wait to start exploring Barcelona, Rome, London and anywhere else I found myself. On the plane I found myself next to a couple from Spain. I guess they were around 30 years old. Like most people they had no idea that I wasn’t a real girl. They told me about the lovely cathedrals and castles I could visit around Barcelona but all I was thinking about was having the chance to do whatever I wanted without anyone back home knowing what I was up to.
I got up during the flight to use the restroom. The nearest one was at the front of the plane. I saw it was occupied so lent against the wall for the person to come out. About 30 seconds later the door clicked open and out walked the captain. He was around 6 foot tall, mid 30s with short brown hair and designer stubble. Like most girls, I love a man in uniform. The captain was so handsome I could have spent all the flight listening to him talk plane stuff.
“I’m sorry” he said politely.
“No problems sir” I giggled.
“Sir” he laughed.
“Sorry I just don’t know how I should address you” I mumbled at my feet.
He looked me up and down and said “Captain is fine, ma’am. Well actually you’re not a ma’am right?”
I looked up at him sheepishly.
“What I mean,” he continued “is that you’re far too young and good looking to be a ma’am.”
I smiled at him, “Do you need to fly the plane now?”
“I’ve got a few minutes spare” he replied, biting the corner of his lip. “Did you want to see the cockpit?”
“No, just quickly show me your cock in here” I said and looked into the bathroom.
He took my arm, pulled me into the toilet and closed the door behind us. My heart was racing. I’d never been this forward before. In the confined space I felt so close to the captain.
“Be quick or the cabin crew will come search for me” joked the captain.
I wrapped my arms around his waist and sank to the floor. My face was level with his crotch. I rubbed my cheek up against him. This man in uniform was letting me touch him. I felt him, hard in his pants. I playfully bit him and heard him moan.
“Quick” he said, unbuckling his pants.
I helped him get them down and saw the bulging cock outline in his underwear. I put my face next to them and squealed a little when his dick catapulted out and hit my face. I love it when I get to see a guy’s penis for the first time. I get all excited and just want to touch it forever!
He wasn’t the biggest guy I’ve ever seen but I guess he was still seven inches. I grabbed it hard and tight, slowly moving my hand backwards and forwards. I saw his head getting swollen and red, he was moaning gently. There’s nothing better than hurting a man a little bit when squeezing his cock.
I was suddenly aware that I was in a plane toilet and that I had to quickly help the captain cum. I knew we wouldn’t have time to fuck, perhaps he didn’t even know that I was a ladyboy.
I pulled his dick around so he was against the toilet and my head was against the door. Normally I take it slow with guys, licking them a little and building up but I just felt the urge to swallow as much of him as I could. I tried to put his whole shaft in my mouth but I couldn’t. I chocked a little and he pulled back.
I put my hand back on him and kept the top half in my mouth. I twisted and pumped his cock as quickly as I could. His hands were on my head, pushing me into his groin. His fingers were pulling my long black hair. I could feel him tensing up. He was about to cum but trying to be as quiet as possible to avoid detection.
I looked up at him, my big eyes looking at his captain’s uniform with all its badges. I felt his cum travel along his shaft. I let go of my grip on his dick and let the delicious semen travel through him. I felt the first spurt and almost came myself. It hit my mouth, quickly followed by three more pumps.
I pulled out his cock and showed him his cum, swallowing it straight away. I rubbed his tip, playing with his cum between my fingers. I gave him a final lick from his balls to the end of his captain’s cock. He pulled up his pants, patted my head and smiled.
“Enjoy the rest of your flight” he said as he walked around me, shutting the door behind him on the way out. I locked the door again, sitting on the floor with his cum on my hands, in my mouth and a bit on the corner of my bottom lip.
I sat there for a few minutes, a huge smile on my face. I love the feel of cum shooting through a guy’s dick and into my mouth. I didn’t want to forget this experience quickly. After a while I got up, washed my face and freshened up. I opened the door, checking that there weren’t people outside, and headed back to my row.
I sat back in my seat, closed my eyes and started dreaming of the fun I was going to have with European guys. Little did I know at that time but by the end of my trip I’d sleep with guys from five continents and meet some great new fuck-buddy friends.
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