"…the level of ***uality is out of this world. its like having the most hot looking girl you have ever dreamed about but with a guys mentality, ***ually. lets face it, the way we think about *** from men to women is very different due to societal, religious, and family values. but overall there is not hotter thing than being with this ultimate fem body that smells so girly and has the same ***ual perceptions as us men. i am not attracted to men, but i have never been able to say no to a TS girl."
Called and met San San (Susan) in the afternoon down in the middle of the Tenderloin. Always wanted to meet, her pictures look very cute and had the very sense of femininity that I like about a woman. I had parked nearby at a local garage and walked a block to her apartment. Plugged in a few codes that she had texted me and entered her building. Nervously, I left the world behind and walked up the three flights of stairs to the corner room by the stairwell. The sound of traffic was gone and all I could hear was the beating of my heart coming out of my chest. I knocked on the door and waited impatiently. Footsteps scampered to open the door. Sounded like high heels on wood flooring. “This is going to be interesting” I said to myself and I took a deep breath as the door opened to me.
A smiling face popped out from the other side of the opened door looking right at me. “Hello, come in” she said. Her Asian eyes filled with sparkles and a great big smile and red lips filled her face. I entered the room and didn’t take my eyes off of her even as she had closed the door behind me. Clicked the latch to lock it. My eyes swallowed her up like a tall glass of water, looking over every inch of her. I imagined San San to be shorter, but she was tall, long, leggy legs, and ***y. Just beautiful :) Before me she wore a naked body stocking covered with a purple bra. Her panties were nothing more than a thong she wore underneath. Offered me a seat near the window and got to know each other for a few minutes asking me all sorts of questions that I didn’t pay attention to. I was not interested in small talk. Looking around her apartment, I took in her tiny world. It was a studio bedroom apartment with a tiny kitchen and bathroom attached. It was the epitome of tiny apartment, but was home to her. China adorned her walls, Christmas lights stretched from every corner of her purply painted walls. A desk with a control center where she had a laptop, her cell phone, a video camera.
“You’re really pretty” I said in a passing remark. It was difficult for me to focus and had to say something. I was nervous. Really, I was just in a difficult place in my head, but it was nice being with someone who was remarkably conversational and interested in my being there. She answered smilingly in a falsetto voice, “thank you, it takes a long time to put all this make up. You are my first (customer) today and I just took a showa.” Her reply sounded as if she making a joke. She smirked and took my hand and began petting it and made me feel at ease. Within the next motion, she made her move and moved up into my lap and motioned my hand to her hard-on between her legs. Spreading them apart more as she sank further into my lap. I could feel her weight began to fall further and so I said let’s take this to a more comfortable place, said with a smile. She agreed.
As we got up, I disrobed my shirt and playfully grabbed her from behind. It was a playful beginning… tumbling of bodies colliding and clothing coming undone. I could smell the aroma of light perfume and cosmetics. It was the smell of *** in the air. Her hot Asian body was hairless, her boyish bulge pushed against me while she was grinding it up and down my leg. A soft moan sounded as I had softly kissed her neckline and stroked her thigh. I felt high, like a 16-year old school boy fantasy of getting his first ****. My **** swollen, like I hadn’t felt like that in a long time. Fulfilling some fantasy, I made my way down her body and then engulfed her woman **** in my mouth and began blowing her which she hadn’t expected… or maybe she did. She seem to really enjoy my move and asked me to **** it some more. So, I did! I could feel her get hard and more excited, but I didn’t want her to *** in my mouth. I’m a thrill seeker, but I’m not ready for that. Panting she asked me to stroke her I was expecting her to explode in my hands, but instead, she got up and flipped me over and pulled out some lube and began stroking me from behind and then gave me a blow job too. That was really awesome. On my back, her lubed finger probed my behind. Wrapping her **** with a condom she began pushing her way inside of me. Our bodies joined, it felt nice. I didn’t fight it and let her in. The feeling was magical...my *** rubbing her groin. She was ****ing me…pumping and ****ing me more. Sweat beaded up on my body becoming a slippery mess both an electrified pool of *** on her satin sheets...
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