Male To Female Transgender. Had No Idea! free porn video

This is a true story. This was a time in my life where I was sort of a bitter person. This story is geared more about the things that led up to my encounter. This was a result of a series of events led up to this point in my life. Let's begin with the basics. I was in the military. I enlisted because I had one full time job and two part time jobs and still had trouble making ends meet. I was seriously overworked and my wife refused to get a job. So logically, I weighed out my options and decided to enlist into the military. It would be one full time job with a slew of benefits. Once I graduated boot camp, I got stationed here in the good ole USA. For a few months, life was good. Then, reality hit. I was constantly being deployed.

I received two paychecks per month. One check was on the first and the other on the fifteenth. Every paycheck I received, I kept ONLY $100 dollars for myself and sent every other single penny home to my wife so that she could pay bills, buy groceries, etc. She constantly nagged me for more money but I didn't even have enough to live on, barely living from check to check. That means, I was living on only $200 dollars per month (or $2400 per year)! Talk about poverty level. I found out later that she was blowing all of that money that I sent her, going out to clubs and partying with her friends. To add to my bitterness, my wife cheated on me and ended up with a venereal disease. That's how I found out that she was seeing several guys behind my back while I was deployed. It was not a warm welcome coming back home, only to find out that she wanted a divorce.

After many years of being unhappy and remaining loyal to my wife, she took me to court and finalized the divorce. I was crushed. It really hurt my confidence and I didn't feel like going into the dating scene. But, my biological impulses ended up getting the best of me. I had a few dating offers here and there and it seemed the more I paid attention to women, the more they wanted to use me just to pay their way for the evening. A nice dinner and a movie? As a gentleman, of course I was expected to pay. Meeting girls at the club? I paid for drinks. Small weekend excursions or trips? Again, I was expected to pay for everything. The dates became less of a fun time for me and more of a financial burden. Dates often became text messages, asking to "borrow" money with the promise of going out sometime in the near future. The list goes on and on. Forking out all of this money was costing me. Over the course of the next six months, it drained my account trying to be a gentleman. I was done with the dating scene.

Less than a year after leaving the military and getting my divorce, I tried to adjust to civilian life. Each month, I became more and more of a recluse and found myself avoiding women entirely. Looking back, I was depressed. I became somewhat of a bitter person because of everything negative that women had done to me. Of course, I knew not all women were like this but that didn't matter. Instead, I just focused my attention on my new job and my new apartment. I avoided social gatherings and turned down any dating offers. With the extra money that I was saving, I was really proud of my new furnishings in my apartment. A new bed ensemble, new hi-def entertainment system, big screen HDTV, new computer, new desk and new living room furniture. Going "home" each day wasn't such a bad thing. In fact, it was quite peaceful.

Back then, I owned a car that I liked to work on. A Pontiac Trans Am. Since my factory radio stopped working, I decided to install a new one. Piece by piece, I removed all of the parts until I reached the radio itself. I reached in and tried to pull the radio out. Ouch! I must have caught something extremely sharp inside the dash as I promptly removed my hand. It was covered in b-l-o-o-d. I sliced a deep cut on the back of my hand, near my right pinky finger. I knew I needed stitches. So, I drove to the hospital and after sitting in the emergency room for about an hour, I was finally seated in a room and was told that a doctor would be in shortly to see me.

As I waited, an Asian nurse came in to take my vitals. She assessed my injury and said that it looked like I was going to need about 10-12 stitches. Shortly thereafter, the doctor came in and made sure that my tetanus shot(s) were up to date. He left the room, instructing the nurse to stitch me up and send me home with a prescription. Just sitting there, the nurse made small talk while she prepped my hand for stitches. At one point in the conversation, she told me that I looked familiar. We bounced around a few ideas where she might have seen me but nothing stood out or seemed appropriate. She was almost done with her handy work, stitching me up, when I commented on her delicate touch. She let out a very small chuckle and answered kindly with, "thank you." Once she was done, I finished up the conversation with my care instructions and left the hospital.

Life was now back to normal and for a few weeks, everything was fine. It was business as usual. A local home improvement store was running a sale on a BBQ grill so I decided to take the plunge. $900 dollars later, I was the proud owner of a new BBQ grill. It was way too big and it was definitely overkill because I didn't need anything that big. It was just for me but I didn't care. LOL, probably a typical guy thing. The next day I drove to the grocery store and was looking to buy some things to grill. I added several items to my cart and got into the checkout line. As I stood there in line, I felt a tug on the back of my shirt. It was the nurse. "Heyyyyy" I said, immediately recognizing who she was. She looked great out of her nurse scrubs. She asked me about my hand and I told her it was almost all healed up. I thanked her for being kind to me at the hospital. She asked to see my hand as I stuck my hand straight out to show her. She gently grabbed my hand, inspecting and admiring her handy work. She told me it had healed nicely.

I liked it when she held my hand and I waited for her to drop it before I had to move forward in the checkout line. I created a gap in the checkout line and while facing the opposite way, I could see the people behind me. They just looked impatiently at me. For the sake of forward progress, I turned away from the nurse and moved forward to the register. We continued speaking to each other and she commented on my grocery basket. She said I had enough in there to feed an army. I laughed and told her that I just purchased a new BBQ grill and was going to experiment with it. I told her that she was more than welcome to come over and sample some grilling / BBQ. She declined. No harm, no foul. I was just trying to be friendly. I was attracted to her but I still felt a bit bitter towards women in general. I paid for my items and left the grocery store as she waved goodbye to me.

In the parking lot, I packed my groceries into my small hatchback area. I closed my trunk and since I was in the first row of parking, I walked the shopping cart back into the store. Right before I entered the store, the nurse walked out with her groceries in hand. I offered to help but again, she declined. "No thanks, I got it," she said. Well, it was pretty obvious to me at this point that she wasn't "interested." I smiled and said OK as I wished her well and walked back into the grocery store to put my shopping cart up. I walked back outside and got into my car. I looked behind me to back out of my parking spot as I noticed the car parked next to me, was trying to back out as well. I looked at the driver and she smiled. Haha, it was the nurse. I waved her on to go first but instead she rolled down her window. As I rolled my passenger window down, I apologized and told her just to go first. She asked me if I was this nice all of the time and I said, "yes.. pretty much so, I'm this nice all of the time."

She put her car in park and asked me a question. She asked, "are you just saying that to me to try to impress me or are you really, a nice guy?" I told her as briefly as I could that it was a long story but yes, I was a nice guy. She asked me if my grilling / BBQ invitation was still open. Yes, yes it is! She paused for a moment. I could tell she was thinking about it, as if she was going against her better judgement. She said that if it was an open invitation to sample some food, then she might be interested. She didn't seem enthusiastic with her response but she responded none the less. I gave her my phone number and asked her call me. I told her it wasn't any trouble to set out another plate. She told me that she would let me know. She smiled and thanked me as she backed up and drove away.

All day, I waited for her phone call. I waited to fire up the grill. Minutes turned to hours. Morning turned to afternoon and eventually into the evening hours. No phone call. I could see the big picture. I guess she probably felt guilty and wanted to let me off easy at the grocery store. By that point, I think I was more upset that I hadn't got to fire up my brand new grill and eat BBQ! ..lmao! So, it was back to life as usual. I enjoyed the rest of my Sunday and went to bed. Two days later, I received a call at midnight. I looked at my phone but didn't recognize the number. Before I could answer it, the caller hung up. I just put my phone back down on my night stand and went back to bed. It was now Friday. Work came and went. I drove to the liquor store and picked up some refreshments. I wanted margaritas and I wanted to grill. This was going to be my first experience with my new grill and I wanted to do it right.

It was about 5pm when I received a phone call. It was the same caller from the other night. I promptly answered it and said "hello?" After a small pause, the caller greeted me and said, "hello.. is this the guy from the hospital?" I chuckled and said yes.. I'm that guy. I asked her, "is this the Asian nurse who took care of me?" She laughed and said yes. She apologized and said that she is kind of a private person and didn't want me to get the wrong impression when she and I spoke at the grocery store. I told her that there was no need to apologize and that over the past year, I had become a pretty private person myself. She asked me if I was still interested in grilling and I told her that I had just gotten home from the liquor store and was planning on grilling in the next hour or so. "Well, if I'm not imposing and if you have room for one more at the dinner table, I'd like to take you up on your offer," she replied.

I gave her my address and asked for a time frame as to when she thought she might arrive. "Less than an hour," she replied. Great! I told her that I would start preparing immediately. Forty five minutes later, I heard my doorbell ring. It was her. I invited her into my apartment and showed her around. I told her the BBQ grill was on the back patio and to help herself to anything she wanted. Conversation was a bit sporadic at first and at times, maybe a bit awkward. There was an obvious gap of culture as she was of Asian descent and I was not. She told me that she was originally from Thailand but moved to the United States when she was younger. I explained that I was half Hispanic and half German but I was born and raised in Texas.

We both tried our hands at grilling a few things and it ended up becoming something fun. We tried grilling, more or less, everything! Meat, poultry, vegetables.. I mean everything. She made batch of margaritas and we began having fun with it all, even burning a few things on the grill. We must have blew through $200 worth of groceries after it was all said and done with. We settled in, back at the kitchen bar and nit-picked our meal. I had to admit, I was just having fun and enjoying myself and my new company. Even though she was beautifully tanned and looked very exotic to me, I wasn't thinking about sex or how to sweet talk her. She made it quite clear that she was not interested in that. I was just being myself and just enjoying the moment and enjoying our conversation. We chatted for probably 2 1/2 to 3 hours straight! Wow, time flies when you are having fun.

It was a little after 8:30 and the sun had gone down. We moved our conversation to the living room and she nestled herself into one corner of my couch, keeping a conservative distance from me. I sat on my recliner but we continued talking about everything.. from the weather to vacationing to movies to traveling. She seemed a bit more interested when I mentioned that most of my travels were due to being in the military. She began asking more about it and ultimately, I told her that I was proud that I served in the military but the whole overall experience ended up bad for me. I told her that I was previously married and what happened. I explained that I bent over backwards, trying to please my ex-wife. I told her that I ended up with the short end of the stick so to speak. That's why I was more or less, a private person. I told her about my failed dating attempts, exhausting my checking account and she just laughed.

Why are you laughing, I asked. She said she knew what my problem was. Oh really? I replied. "Yep. I know why you are the way you are." Well, let me hear it.. Why?" She took a drink of her margarita and said, "you're a REALLY nice guy." I said yeah, so why am I the way I am? Still laughing her ass off, she said, "THAT'S your problem." You're TOO nice of a guy and others sometimes see it as an opportunity to take advantage of you. I told her that it really wasn't in my nature to be a mean person and that I was raised with the morality of being a gentleman. Still giggling, she asked me how that was working out for me. Point made. I could see she was being very frank and I enjoyed her personality. It seemed that she had let down her "wall of safety" a tid-bit and was now opening up in our conversation. I guess tequila helps that process.. haha. I used the opportunity to ask her if she minded telling me a little more about herself.

The conversation was awesome. I would say a few things, she would say a few things. By the end of the evening, we were just chatting up a storm. She said she was going to grab herself another drink and asked me if I wanted a refill. "Well, if you're offering, then.. Yes!" She got up and went into the kitchen. Thirty seconds later, she walked back into the living room with a pouty face. What's the matter, I asked. She made her bottom lip stick out and said that we drank all of the margaritas. I quickly offered to make another batch but she said that she probably should not drink anymore. After she said that, I immediately recognized that the evening was coming to an end. Her tone changed. She remained standing and asked a few questions about various things in my curio cabinet, just trying to make small talk. It seemed that she was becoming distant again and that she probably didn't know how to end the evening.

I was going to be the gentleman and help the process along. I've been in this predicament before. I told her that maybe some other time, I could tell her about the other things in my cabinet but that would probably take too long. So I said, "I know it's getting late. Maybe next time?" She said, "okay, next time." She walked over to me as I stood up. I was going to walk her to my door but she just sort of stood there. I didn't know what I was supposed to do but I thought a small hug seemed appropriate. I thanked her for a wonderful evening as I offered to shake her hand. She asked, "is that it? A hug and a handshake?" I told her that I didn't want to give her the wrong impression as I explained that I was just trying to be a gentleman. She just looked at me. So, I asked her permission for a small kiss. "Um, yes.. a kiss would be nice," she replied.

So, I kissed her. It started as a friendly kiss at first but her lips were moving in a way that was obviously more than friendly. I felt her warm slow piercing tongue delicately licking and sucking on my lips. I wrapped my arms around her and held her close as we passionately embraced. Both of us began breathing heavily through our nostrils. You could hear our kissing becoming increasingly hot and heavy. One hand was around her waist and my other hand began creeping up, slowly towards her chest. She wasted no time. She took my hand and moved up the process by firmly placing it on her breast. She had wonderfully firm B-cup sized boobies. Things became very intense. I felt her hands wondering around my butt and around my crotch. Sexually, I could see she was rather aggressive. I managed to undo her bra and as my fingers were now playing with her nipples.

She tilted her head back and pushed out her breasts. That was my cue. I started kissing down the side of her jaw, to her neck. Seconds later, I began kissing and licking around her areola's and her perky dark nipples. I felt her grip my bulge in my pants, as she kept squeezing it repeatedly. I unbuttoned my pants and she took it from there. She pulled my underwear down and pushed me back onto my couch with my pants still around my ankles. She got on her knees in front of me and wasted no time as she started sucking my dick. Wow, I soooooo needed this. I was the luckiest guy in the world! A beautiful exotic woman from Thailand was in my living room, on her knees, aggressively sucking my dick. I was in heaven!

She would get me right to the point of cumming but she would stop. She did it repeatedly. I couldn't stand it anymore as I asked her if it was ok if I could cum. Her reply, "nooo.. not yet." Playfully, she told me to just shut up and enjoy it. Back and forth, up and down, she sucked my dick with so much enthusiasm. I kept telling her that I wanted her but each time she ignored my request. After sucking me off and on for nearly an hour, I was soooo ready to fuck. I knew that when I blew my load, it was going to be A LOT! Every so often, she would ask me how it felt. Each time, I replied something to the effect of, "Omg, it feels so good... or.. You feel incredible.. or.. You are soooo good at that." Each response didn't seem to get much merit. After about an hour, I finally said, "I want you soooo bad! You have no idea how turned on I am." I said that I would do ANYTHING she wanted.

She slowed her sucking down and removed her mouth from my swollen cock. She followed up with a gentle squeeze from the base of my dick to the tip of my shaft, milking out an impressive amount of my pre-cum. She licked it up and said, "You'll do ANYTHING?" Yes, I replied.. Whatever you want! She asked me how bad did I want her and I told her that she turned me on so much, I would do whatever she wished. I just prayed that it wasn't something gross or some fetish like being pooped on.. lol! I was still sitting on the couch but she told me to lay down. So, I stretched out as she laid herself on top of me. We continued passionately kissing as she started stroking my throbbing cock with one of her free hands. I took her top fully off and when I tried to pull her shorts down, she stopped me. Well, I wouldn't say fully stopped me.. more like she resisted my attempts to remove her shorts.

In my mind, I just knew we were about to fuck. Being so turned on and in the heat of the moment, it was the next logical step: removing her shorts and panties. Again she whispered, "how bad do you want me?" My response was the same as we never broke from our passionate kissing. She whispered, "you said ANYTHING, right?" Yes, ANYTHING, ANYTHING as I stood by my answer. She got up and walked over to the light switch. She turned off the light. The room was still dimly lit from the light in the kitchen but she didn't seem to mind. It did provide a good amount of mood lighting. She pulled my pants fully off as I removed my shirt. I was completely naked. I told her that if we were about to have sex, we could go to my bedroom. That won't be necessary, she said. I told her that I had some condoms and lube in my night stand.

With that, she walked into my bedroom and quickly re-appeared with a bottle of lube and a few condoms. I stood up next to her and we quickly went back at it.. kissing, rubbing, grinding. I couldn't wait to fuck. I could tell she was going to be wild in bed! That statement was probably one of the MOST truest statements I have ever made. I was about to find out. This was the moment and I knew it was going to be a night that I would never forget. Yep, I'll never forget it alright. I'll never forget when she repeated herself in her sexy sultry voice, "a-n-y-t-h-i-n-g?" As firm as ever, I said, "oh yes.. ANYTHING you want." To my surprise, her reply was, "OK.. if you say I can have anything.. In that case.. I want to fuck you." OMG, I thought FINALLY! She started to remove her shorts and I reached over to grab a condom. She flicked it out of my hand. You won't need that, she said.

So, I leaned back over to grab the bottle of lube as applied a generous amount on my swollen and throbbing dick. I watched her kick off her socks as she began removing her panties. Quickly I noticed something wasn't right. That's when I saw it. She had a dick. A big dick. Not the thickest or biggest cock I have ever seen but she was probably 5' 3" and weighed maybe 110 pounds. It looked monstrous compared to the rest of her tiny frame. In shock, before I could even get a single word out of my mouth, she said, "you told me ANYTHING." Her dick was bigger than mine and I didn't really know what to say. I had NO idea. She proudly looked down as she made her penis bounce a few times, almost as if she was coaxing me to "come and get it."

She asked me if I was getting cold feet. I told her I didn't understand. What's not to understand, she said. Now you know why I keep my life private. Things started to make sense now. She was professionally employed, kept her guard up all the time, she was not really into being hit on, disliked sexual advances, hesitant to social offers, etc. It was totally making sense. I still wanted her but I told her that I had never been with a girl like her before. She asked me if I had ever touched a dick other than my own and I told her yes, when I was 15 or 16. I quickly mentioned my encounter with my best friend Jerry and I could tell it was exciting her. I told her I sucked him and he fucked me. So, back and forth we quickly discussed the situation. It was like negotiating the terms of a treaty or terms of surrender. Finally, she said, "so you like girls AND you like guys?" So what's the problem, I'm a little of both. She made a good point but I was not expecting this.

I was in uncharted waters. I didn't know what to do or what not to do. I told her that I was still VERY attracted to her and that I wanted to please her soooo badly. By this point, I had hoped that I didn't fuck up too badly. At any moment, I just knew she was going to put her clothes back on and leave. She didn't really talk but instead, she let out an extremely brief sound, "hmm." I could tell she was sort of on the fence on what to do next. I asked if I could start over. We began kissing again. This time, it was a little different. It wasn't feverishly hot and heavy. It was deliberate, slow and sensual. We held hands, interlocking our fingers together. We let our cocks touch for the first time and we started slowly grinding against each other while standing up. It was very erotic and borderline emotional. There was a very strong connection between us.

Being a typical guy, I knew my dick was somewhere between 6 3/4" - 7" depending on the hardness of my erection. I've been guilty of measuring it more than once. Haha! If I had to estimate, she was probably a full 8" - 8 1/2". The thickness of her cock was very similar to mine but she was not circumsized. Eventually, our hands wondered on each others body as we continued kissing each other. She slowly stroked my dick while I stroked hers. The moment was truly incredible. It was softly passionate, listening to the sounds of our mouths and tongues slowly intertwining with each other. She momentarily pulled her lips from mine and asked, "before we fuck, I want you to suck it."

OMG! Yes, that was just fine by me. I dropped to my knees, licked my lips and inserted her beautiful dark brown asian dick into my mouth. Each hand of hers went to each side of my head. She was gripping each side of my face around my ear and jaw. At first, it was slow but she quickly got tired of being in that type of rhythm. She began moving back and forth at a much faster pace. She was now fucking my mouth.. literally! The more she pushed in, the more of a gagging sound I would make. That only seemed to fuel her fire. She was now the complete polar opposite of being softly passionate. She was ramming her big dick in and out of my mouth with a purpose. The whole scene would have probably looked good in a porno movie but in the real world, I had tears coming down my face and I was gagging a lot. Indeed, she was aggressive.

About five to seven minutes of power fucking my face, she said she was ready to fuck. I re-lubed up my dick as she held out her hand. I handed her the bottle of lube after I was done with it. She lubed up her dick as well and sat the bottle down. She asked me what position I wanted as I replied, "whatever you want." Ohhhhhhh, is that so? Whatever I want?" OK then, she replied. She asked me to lay on the couch as I happily complied. She started to crawl on top of me as I thought she wanted to ride my throbbing boner. I was being as gentle as I could. Even though she was a ball of fire, she was still very petite and I didn't want to hurt her. I pushed my legs together to get into a better position as she asked me what I was doing. There seemed to be a bit of confusion. She said, "nooooo baby, you're not going to fuck me.. I'm going to FUCK YOU.. you said whatever I want, right?"

Oh damn! That's what I thought in that very moment. Well, I've been in this position before, so I halfway knew what to expect. I simply parted my legs and she got into position. I will say this about her, she is good at taking her time. With her between my legs, her swollen brown dick was fully pressed against my hole. She was slowly jacking my dick off with her free hand. She slowly rocked back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. My cock was hard and she was working it flawlessly up and down with precision and skill. I felt her enter me. It was a dull pain and she was very much aware of what she was doing. Not much at first but she was definitely inside me. She continued rocking back and forth. I adjusted to her being inside me as I rolled my eyes up and leaned my head back, writhing in pleasure. I let out a moan of approval and once I did that, she started pumping more and more of her dick inside me.

It didn't take her long. She was fully inside me, fucking me nice and slow. She leaned forward and we began kissing passionately once more. This was THE most gentle experience I had ever had.. but only up to this point, LOL! I put a pillow under my head and while she was still leaning forward, I started sucking her nipples. What a connection! We didn't say much of anything other than just moaning and fits of pleasurable groans. So, we fucked.. and fucked.. and fucked. Same pleasurable position. Same rhythm. Same kissing habits. Finally, she leaned back a little bit, away from me and began to pick up her pace.

She had one hand wrapped around my thigh and the other hand, she was stroking me off. My lube started to dry out so to help keep me nice and slippery, she would spit on my dick while she jacked me off. Things were getting feverishly fast. Faster stroking of my dick and she was now fucking my ass to match her hand speed while she masturbated me. A few times while she fucked me, her cock would go in at a bad angle and it definitely hurt. She knew it sort of hurt but she was in overdrive as she just looked at me with an expression of "just take it like a man." She never missed a beat. She kept pumping away, pounding my ass. It was so quiet in my apartment and all you could hear was VERY heavy breathing and the sound of her midsection slapping against the moist skin around my ass and ball sack. She was pumping me hard now. Very hard in fact. I felt her balls slapping against me and I watched her perky boobs bouncing after each thrust.

Even with a little bit of pain, everything felt surprisingly great. I couldn't explain it. This was not at all what I had expected. Have you ever had some totally off-the-wall random thought enter into your mind while having sex? Well, it happened to me. Total random thought I had: How do I introduce this woman to my parents? What's the legality of getting married? Weird, I know! I tried to focus. I just knew that she was rocking my world and I wanted more of it. We simply connected. We seemed totally compatible and I didn't mind who she was. I accepted her for who she is.. not for what "society" says a woman should be. Whatever it was, I thought she was perfect. Once I again, I watched her dribble spit all over my dickhead as she pumped away on my hard cock.

I was getting close but I didn't want her to know that I was about to cum. Telling her that earlier while she was giving me a blowjob only caused her to stop and start again. I didn't want her to stop. I wanted her to go faster! I was right on the edge. She looked me in the eyes as she cracked a wicked grin. She knew I was about to cum. With that look, WOW, she melted me. I lost it. I came sooooo hard as she leaned forward, milking my dick all over her beautiful tits. It was so intense. I was at a place in my head where I had never been before. The feeling of emotion. The raw sex. The pain, pleasure and then calmness. It was everything that I had ever imagined about finding "the one" and making a deep connection with someone.

Completely satisfied, I laid back and watched her beautiful small petite framed body working back and forth like a well oiled machine. The dimly lit room showed her glistening sexy curves. It was masterful. She was gorgeous and she knew it. She was a big ball of fire in a small package, so to speak. Quiet and well reserved on the outside but behind closed doors, it was now a different ball game. Not once did she ever brag.. she didn't boast.. she didn't talk a big game. She just "did" what she wanted and what she liked. She let her actions speak for themselves and spoke very few words during sex. I admired her body and kept eye contact with her. Finally, she pulled out, sat on my chest and started masturbating. I could see her pre-cum was oozing down her bulbous purple colored dickhead as she looked like she was very close to cumming.

A few minutes ticked away and I knew that any moment, she was going to shoot her load. Her breathing changed. I watched her pushing her fingers against the base of her big dick with one hand as she frantically pumped herself off with her other hand. I watched the foreskin move back and forth after each pump. This was it. I could tell. I opened my mouth and leaned forward. I wanted her to cum in my mouth. I was ready for it but I guess she had a different idea. She watched my mouth open wide. It was now the moment of truth. She scooted herself forward. I was expecting her to push her dick into my mouth but instead she sat squarely on my face. I didn't expect that but I just went with it. I quickly went into action, licking her tight sexy little butthole. I did my best to tongue fuck her. I felt her tense up and a second later, I felt her warm goo oozing down my forehead. What an intense moment. She didn't immediately let me up for air. I continued licking her ass for almost a solid minute after she came. Talk about intense!

We gathered ourselves as we giggled for a bit and congratulated each other on our orgasms. We showered together and cleaned each other off. I asked her to stay the night with me but she only agreed to stay, if I would stop being soooo damn nice to her. She told it was kind of annoying. We laid there, chatting off and on. We spoke about her decision on whether or not to keep her penis and she said she still wasn't sure and was still undecided. It's a very personal decision and I told her that I fully understood. We fooled around throughout the night, only getting a few hours of rest. We mainly held each other and kissed a lot. I politely asked if she wanted me to fuck her and she began laughing. I mean she really laughed out loud. "There you go, asking permission and being very nice about it." She said, here's a little secret.. "That's why YOU got fucked tonight and not the other way around," she said. "If you want something bad enough, as long as you trust the other person, you just take it! You don't ask permission for it. And like a good boi, I made you take it!"