"Hello, I'm supposed to be meeting a Mr. James here."
The receptionist looked up from her desk and glared at Zil, seriously not smiling.
"I believe you'll find him in his suite, on the first floor. The River Suite." She snapped, returning to her bookwork without giving so much as a second glance or a welcoming smile.
Zil walked slowly, almost hesitantly towards the hotel main stairs, wondering if she was doing the right thing, arriving in the middle of the afternoon, at a country hotel for some steamy sex. Did people really do this kind of a thing, or was it just a wild fantasy one read about in smut stories?
Anyhow, it was a lovely old hotel, and it complimented the village well, as it stood picturesquely over looking the river. So far this adventure had been a pleasing experience, and it had taken Zil away from her daily routine, so all was not totally lost.
She knocked on the door with the golden nameplate, telling her that this was indeed, 'The River Suite.' A tall slim attractive woman in her late twenties opened the door. She had neat black hair, cut short, and smiling warmly, beckoned Zil to enter.
"Hi, I'm Sal, I'm Mr. James's private secretary, and you must be Zil? Do come in and make yourself at home. I'm afraid Mr. James has been delayed, but he is on his way right now. He had to fly to Zurich last night on behalf of a client and has only just landed half an hour ago at Manchester, but he rang me to say look after you, and he'll be with you very soon."
"Zurich?" Zil asked, wanting to know more about her mystery date, this stranger who she was visiting out of the blue. This was a very blind date. Totally blind from her point of view, as she had no idea as to what her date even looked like. The whole point of this sexual adventure, all arranged by a friend, was the uncertainty of it all. How would she feel, being taken by a complete stranger, and would it make her feel a total slut?
"Please have something to eat, we have a wonderful buffet laid on," Sal said, showing Zil the table in the sitting room full of all sorts of delicious looking food. "And to drink, maybe some champagne?" Zil nodded, and as Sal opened a bottle of Vieve Clicquot, she asked more about Zurich.
"Mr. James ... David, my boss, is an art dealer. He specializes in impressionist paintings mostly. He went to Zurich to negotiate on behave of a wealthy Russian client, the purchase of a small Renoir, from a family that had it locked up in a Swiss bank. The seller always calls the tune in these matters, so he had to go at a minutes notice."
Zil took a glass of champagne and then helped herself to an assortment of wonderful looking food. The art business must be very lucrative she thought helping herself to the delicacies on offer. But then again, to buy a painting by Renoir, now that had to be priceless. As she ate, she eyed up this woman called Sal, and told her that she had on a very lovely suit, thinking that Mr. James must be paying her extremely well to afford such an outfit.
"I suppose you do know why I'm here?" Zil asked, trying to be business like, after she had finished her delicious plate of food.
"You've come to be fucked!" Sal told her frankly, not wishing to beat around anyone's bush!
"Well, yes! I suppose I have..."
"Come to be fucked!" Sal insisted strongly, but this time smiling and running her tongue slowly over her lips, almost purring as she fixed Zil with a knowing stare.
"Yes!" Zil nodded, starting to get a bit flustered. "I have come to be ... fucked ... as you put it. This has all been a very blind date, and I'm beginning to panic if the truth were known!" She spluttered and gave a nervous laugh.
"Don't worry, you'll enjoy yourself, believe me." Sal reassured her, adding, "Look why not slip out of your things and put on one of the hotel robes in the bathroom? It'll make you feel a lot more relaxed."
"Oh I don't know." Zil snapped, now feeling very uneasy.
"I'll join you too, make us all ready for Mr. James, when he gets here." Sal insisted, taking hold of Zil by the hand.
Still apprehensive, Zil was almost pulled into the bathroom, and before she could say no, had her arms up in the air and Sal was stripping her naked very fast, and enjoying it every little bit.
"Pretty tits, Zil!" Sal told her, as she kissed and caressed each one in turn, then running her hand down over Zil's short trimmed bush, and stroking it carefully, before handing over a bathrobe.
Zil thought she should be shocked, as girl on girl was something she often fantasized about, but had not had much experience with, especially with a complete stranger. When she had enjoyed pleasuring pussies on the odd occasion, it had only been with girl friends she knew very well, and then it had all seemed a quite natural thing to do.
"Oh what the hell!" she thought out aloud. "Why not. Lets' live a bit. No one would ever believe me rolling up on a blind date for the sole purpose of letting myself be fucked by a total stranger anyway, so why not have a bit of girlie loving too?"
Sal quickly slipped out of her lovely smart suit. Underneath it she wore a red bra and red knickers, with a red suspender belt holding up her black silk stockings. It was only when Zil took a second harder look that her mouth fell open and she gasped aloud.
"Oh my God, you're a ... what's it? A chick! A chick with a dick!"
"A Shemale, please! Or a Ladyboy, if you like?" Sal announced, grinning dirtily at her.
"But I had no idea, I mean you look so beautiful." Zil managed to stammer, just totally amazed, and still staring at Sal's bulging crotch in those flimsy knickers.
"The cock is real, but the tits were helped on by Mr. James, and an amazing Swiss clinic in Geneva." She said proudly, seizing Zil's hand. " Here, feel me for yourself."
Sal took Zil's hand and held it tightly against her bulging cock, now growing larger by the second in her red knickers. With her other hand Zil tentatively felt the perfectly shaped firm breasts that filled the red bra so beautifully, and felt real hard nipples bursting with sexual lust.
"I don't know what to say." Zil gasped, as she squeezed the now rampant cock as it strained hard to escape and show itself.
Sal pulled herself close into Zil, and slipped her hand down inside of the robe and stroked Zil's soft moist pubes expertly, running the tip of a finger up her slit and finding her little clitty so sensitive and yet, so very hard. Slowly Sal worked on the little miniature cock in the top of Zil's cunt as she felt her own cock being squeezed and lovingly rubbed through her red satin knickers.
Zil was amazed how wonderfully dirty she felt standing there, in a hotel bathroom, wanting to wank off the cock, of a beautiful girl called Sal.
Curiosity got the better of her, and Zil suddenly pulled down Sal's knickers and let her throbbing beauty spring loose. With her shyness all gone now, she sank to the floor of the bathroom, and Zil started to suck this shaved girlie cock into her drooling mouth, moaning with the sheer dirtiness of it, and having that lovely manly musk taste of a horny hard-on back in her mouth again.
"When were you last fucked?" Sal asked her, as she held Zil by the hair and thrust her hard flesh way down Zil's throat. "I bet you need this badly? I could see the look in your eyes the moment I opened the door. You are just ripe for a damn good screwing."
Zil managed to get Sal's cock out of her mouth for a brief moment and gasped, "I've been gagging for it! ... For days!"
Sal grunted and thrust her cock back into Zil's open mouth again, and smiled as she thought how she was now being made to gag for real. Sal fucked Zil hard, making her gurgle and run wild with saliva that gushed down from her mouth, to her drip from her chin.
As the hands tightened on Zil's hair Sal shouted out "Oh suck me, you little cock sucking slut. You're making me cum, damn you. Oh yes ... suck me hard!"
Zil pumped hard and fast on that delicious flesh in her mouth, and waited for the hot rush of spunk to shoot into her. As Sal gasped and groaned Zil's hand shot to her own cunt, and it only took a single squeeze to bring it off too. Both were shuddering as waves of orgasmic pleasure shook them, and when eventually sated, Sal let her tight grip on Zil's hair go, and she slid her dripping cock free.
"Don't look so disappointed Zil, I do have balls that can really cum with spunk." Sal giggled, as she noticed Zil smacking her lips together and wondering where all the creamy cum had gone. " I'm luckily very orgasmic, and can cum lots of times before finally shooting my load."
"Oh, right ... that's great!" Zil knew all about multi orgasmic cocks, having had the pleasure of being plundered by one for the past five years. Things were definitely looking up. Still kneeling on the floor, she slowly pulled back Sal's short foreskin to reveal her glistening shiny hard knob, which she kissed lovingly. She was becoming quite besotted by this remarkable and beautiful man-girl.
"Tell me," she wondered. " When you and David do it, are you always the female? I mean, dose he fuck you, or do you both fuck each other?"
"We both do it to one another, but yes, I am always a female in David's eyes. In fact I've always been very sub and feminine from a very early age. I was taken in hand so to speak, by an older boy friend at a very young and tender age. It was he who showed me what I really wanted, and started to dress me in lovely clothes and take me out to parties as his girl friend. No one ever knew or even guessed I was a boy. It was a wonderful time."
"But you are not really just a shy, retiring girl, are you? I mean you have this gorgeous cock on you, and I'm sure you love to use it to the full?" Zil pointed out, as she looked at Sal's perfectly shaven cock and balls very carefully.
It was not huge, but extremely pretty, and its size suited her girlish beauty perfectly. Quite thick at the base, it culminated in a small delicious suckable knob that must be perfect, Zil thought, for slipping into small tight places that would no doubt be on offer in her love making adventures.
"I use it all the time." Sal said, as she stroked Zil's hair. " I still have lots of testosterone, and very spunky balls, so I'm always really horny for pussy when I can have it. What David loves to do, is get nice women like you, to visit us, and then we both share you. He loves to watch me both fucking, and getting fucked."
"You are left handed aren't you?" Zil declared still holding onto Sal's cock.
