Tracy - Transsexual Delight
Date: 8/3/2024,
Categories:
Trans,
Author: Maturetasty69
... apologize to her.
“Sorry for the other day. I was…well…busy and couldn’t find any decent pants,” he told her.
“Oh, that’s okay with me. We see all sorts of stuff on this job. I thought maybe I’d interrupted you and your wife or something, but I didn’t see her car there,” Tracy explained.
“No, she wasn’t home. It was just one of those wake-up-in-the-morning guy things,” John said, telling a half-truth.
Tracy put her hand on top of John’s and looked him in the eye, saying, “I get it. I saw the size of your package, and if I hadn’t been at work, I would have joined you.”
John was momentarily stunned. He hadn’t expected this! Finally, he recovered enough to answer her.
“That would have been fine with me. Do you date much?” he asked the brunette.
“Not really. But I like the variety of several men. I probably should let you know that I do have a thing for older men,” Tracy admitted.
“Oh really? I like that!” admitted the fifty-year-old John, enamored with the thoughts of this athletic small-titted girl sharing his bed.
My wife is gone tonight. Would you like to come over?” John asked hopefully.
He figured he had read the signs right and now was the time to be bold. But Tracy got a funny look on her face. She didn’t answer immediately. Rather, she fidgeted with her napkin.
Finally, Tracy answered with guarded eyes, “There is something you should know about me, John. I’m not your regular sort of girl.”
John, missing the gist of the reply, blithely ...
... answered back, “Oh that’s okay. I like every sort of girl.”
With a very serious expression on her face, Tracy answered back, removing all doubt, “I mean, I’m not exactlyall girl. I have a cock.”
John, staring at her tits, was stunned but recovered enough to reply, “Uh..well…actually, that is okay with me. I don’t mind.”
Now it was Tracy’s turn to be surprised, “You don’t? Really? I mean I feel like a girl, and I’ve got the boobs, but I haven’t done anything to my cock. It’s still, uh…natural.”
“Listen, Tracy, the truth is, I’m Bi. So cock doesn’t bother me. But I would like to see those tits of yours in a…uh…private way,” John admitted.
“Seven at your house? I’ll be there!” Tracy said with a smile.
John had enjoyed sex with other men, but never one with nice tits that looked like a girl. Hell, for most purposes, she was a girl, right? And for that matter, did it matter? The thought made him very hard.
True to her word, Tracy showed up at his house at seven. She was wearing a short skirt that went above the knees and a form-fitting top that showed off her bra-less cleavage and some jiggle. With her makeup done, and the natural androgynous features of her face, a guy would have a hard time guessing she had a dick.
John had to admit this was a whole new world for him. Although he had looked at pictures of sexy “chicks with dicks”, he had never had any close contact with a trans woman. He realized that he did have some old-fashioned ideas on whether “she” ...