My Night With A Goddess - My First Transexual Experience - Sex Stories

My Night With A Goddess - My First Transexual Experience

... stare at her, dumbfounded by her response. Then I pull her face in and begin kissing her so passionately, my eyes swell. All of a sudden, her hands pull my shirt over my head and she begins sucking on my breasts. She makes them tingle with her juicy lips and they become erect. But then her head descends, lower and lower, kissing every inch of my stomach toward my skirt. She unstraps the leather buckle, and slowly tugs my skirt to the floor. It lays on the ground, covering my bare feet. I feel the cool air along my bare skin and I get goosebumps from the anticipation. Only my tight black thong protects my body from being completely naked.

I can’t believe she’s about to do this. This is…so crazy.

I can’t contain my excitement and begin to shake.

She gently kisses my pussy through the cloth and I moan as I bite my lower lip. With her delicate fingers, she pulls the thong to one side, sliding her tongue along my uncovered lips. I squeal, quickly covering my mouth. And she moans back. My hands grab the back of her head, encouraging her to keep going.

Yes…just like that. Yes!

“Yes!” I shout, and Alicia digs her nails into my left ass cheek, pushing my pussy closer to her face. Her face is completely engulfed in it. The delicious roll of her tongue moves in and out of my vagina then to my clitoris. My hips thrust forward whenever she hits that spot.

If this keeps up, I’m going to come. Not yet. There’s so much I want to do to her. I want to show her how much she ...

... means to me.

So I suddenly grab her by the hair, pull her head away from my pussy, and when I do, she looks up at me with those dark seductive eyes, my come dripping from her rose-red glossy lips. Her sweat-drenched hair becomes slightly curled and clings to her cheeks, which inexplicably arouses me. I tug her towards me and plant a slick kiss on her lips, our tastes melding together. An irresistible urge to pleasure her then takes over me.

I seductively glide down onto my knees, bringing my face exceptionally close to the contours of her hips. My eyes remain locked on hers, not once fluttering shut. They then shift to the prominent curve in her snug shorts which seems on the verge of breaking free. I gradually unbutton her top and move my hands towards her zipper. The distinct sound of the fly parting sets my senses on alert, in anticipation of what's next.

And then I see it. The thick and fleshy throbbing dick that I so desired. I knew she had it. It’s so hard, aimed just shy of the sky. The head is perfectly shaped, coloured a rose red and looks delicious like a cherry lollipop. I can see the veins around the shaft, visibly pulsating, causing it to slowly bob up and down. A transparent fluid dribbles from its swollen top. A fervent hope that I caused her to pre-come engulfs me.

Saliva floods my mouth as I envision how I first consume it. I can’t believe this is real. I yearn to savour every fleeting moment, yet fear I'll squander precious seconds lost in thought. ...