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Oh I don't know. Maybe it was just that I woke up so horny today. I
mean the first thought I had was of getting some of that really good
stuff. As I lay in bed drinking my morning coffee I couldn't help
thinking about that new cute guy who moved in last week. He is like so
cute and a bod like to die for. I didn't even realize that my hand had
made its way to my clit.
Oops maybe I'd better let you in on my little secret. I'm not a girl.
Well not yet if you know what I mean. I'm a transsexual. K? No that
means I started out as a boy but now live as a girl. Confusing? Um Hm I
know. Try living like that for a few years and tell me about it.
Growing up was like just so much fun. Not fitting in with the boys and
not fitting in with the girls. Puberty sucked sweetie. It wasn't until
I was like fourteen when it finally dawned on me. It was then that I
happened to try on my first pair of women's panties. You know I really
don't know why I did it, but as soon as I pulled them on I knew I was
where I should be. Wearing my sister panties became like a regular
thing. Then her bra. Ha I remember back then I would stuff socks in the
lacey cups to give me some form. Not anymore thank you very much.
Thanks to modern medicine (and a very understanding health insurance
plan) I now have my own boobs. A cute set of 34 B's and so very perky.
Anyway after the sock stuffing of the bra I would just love to wear my
sister's garter and stockings. She also had such a beautiful yellow
sundress that I just loved and with my moms wig on I actually looked
cute. It took me a long time for high heels to stop hurting my feet.
You know they still do after about five hours of standing in them. The
things we girls do for our men. Did I mention I ramble on a lot? Sorry
but I did spend a year as a blond and trust me sweetie blondes do have
more fun. See I told you I ramble.
When I turned fifteen my sister went away to school. Mom and dad had
spilt up long before and with her working nights I could really
experiment. You know really do it right. I had shaved all my body hair,
not that I had that much. See I was kind of fem even then. When I would
get home from school the first thing I'd do was get out of the boy
costume and into my young lady attire. I had the cutest sky blue lacy
bra and matching panties. And no more socks at this point. I was able
to buy online a pair of glue on boobs. OK maybe they were to big for me
but I was still new at this and just learning. I also was a garter and
stocking girl. Still am by the way. My favorite was the white opaque
and just made my legs look so good. With my very own new sundress
(buying that is a story in itself) and my pumps I was beginning to take
shape. I had my own wig (red head sweetie) and my own make up kit now
and I still don't know if the sales girls knew that they were really
for me, and I didn't care.
So now I was just the cutest teen girl you ever wanted to see and my
voice was no problem as with just a little effort it could be so sweet.
It was like my best time when I would be like this. I was well
comfortable is the best way I can put it. I could sit on our back
balcony and just enjoy being a girl for hours on end. I would too
because when I was outside I could smoke a joint with my sexy pouty
lips. Something so sexy about a girl smoking don't you think? I would
be so happy high with my stocking clad legs crossed doing the pointy
kick thing lost in my girl world I never heard the doorbell until the
second time. You could say it was the joint that made me do it but I
think it was just me so I stood up put the joint out and went to see
who it was.
As I peeked thru the peephole I could see it was the cable guy my mom
had told me would be coming by. Oops forgot about that, and we had
missed him twice before, god if he left I'd never get him back, and mom
would be so pissed and oh fuck it he was so cute and I was so stoned.
Of course I opened the door. Chip stepped right in saying something
about how he almost left and how this was his last stop and how people
don't appreciate him. All he got from me was the sweet little girl nod
and a real good look at my ass swaying as he followed me down the hall.
I sat on the couch as he attacked the TV doing his magic. He must have
smelled the evil weed smell on me because his "smells like good stuff"
comment caught me a little off guard. Funny here I was dressed as a
girl and all I was worried about was getting busted for smoking a
joint. Chip told me to relax as he would usually have a hit or two
between service calls but all his smoking material had been so bland
lately. I told him we could finish the joint outside, I mean if you
really want to. He wanted to fix the cable first so I offered him a
coke, which he took me up on. In the mirror I could see he never took
his eyes off of my ass. It probably wasn't his fault as I was walking
as sexy as I could. I was getting turned on by this myself.
When I returned the TV was working fine and Chip was putting away his
tools. He must have really wanted a buzz. Out on the balcony he lit me
up (such a gentleman) as I handed the joint to him I swear I felt a
tingle from his fingers. We passed it back and forth a few times when I
realized that we were both starring into each other's eyes. No not the
stoned out blotto stare but the god I want you stare. I was the first
to break it and laughed to cover my embarrassment as we went back
inside. Chip said that it was great pot and wanted to return the favor.
He offered me any pay channel I wanted. Ummm even the adult one maybe?
My eyes were like so wide as I nodded yes but not here. Maybe in my
bedroom. I didn't know why but I wanted him in my bedroom. My knees
almost buckled when he took my hand to lead me down the hall. I took
him to my sister's room. He had the porn channel working in like thirty
seconds.
I was sitting on the bed as the world of porn came onto the screen. Oh
god it had to be a blow job scene. Chip was standing to the side of the
TV watching this girl swallow a huge manpole. It was obvious he was
enjoying it too. I mean the front of his pants had such a budge, and
silly me kind of forgot the TV and kind of caught myself looking at his
crotch. So did Chip. He let his finger trace the outline of his still
growing mysterious treasure as I let my tongue lick my painted lips.
Damn being stoned I just lose all control. When he walked over and
stood before me I felt like someone else was inside of me, taking
charge, taking over. Taking Chips cock out of his pants.
It was like so strange. I mean I'd never even thought about making love
to another man (and sweetie Chips size made him all man) but whoever
was guiding my actions now seemed to know exactly what to do. She (me)
put her hand gently on the hard shinny head letting it roll between my
fingers. It was so warm. So smooth. When my fingers slipped down the
shaft they encircled it beginning to massage it up and down. This
wonderful object was no longer just a cock or a dick, it was like
everything in the world to me now. I wanted to feel it, caress it,
bring it unbelievable euphoria. Nothing else in the world existed, just
this exquisite piece of flesh, as my hand pleasured the most
extraordinary thing created. I could have stroked this lovely, awesome,
wonderful, radiant, splendid, cock for the rest of my life. Happily but
the shinning globule of liquid caught my eye. It also brought me back
to reality. Looking up to Chips eyes I knew it was to late to turn
back. I didn't want to anyway. I mean it felt so good to hold him in my
hand, to stroke him. What would it feel like to go a little further? My
lips parted and I took him in.
Oh my god. This is it. Birthday. Christmas. Winning the lottery. Nope
nothing. They are like absolutely nothing when compared to that cock in
my mouth. Like heaven sweety, its like everything perfect in the world.
I just closed my eyes and let Chip fill me. Instinctively I kept my
teeth from dragging his sweet meat. With his hands holding my face he
slowly began to pump my lips. At the end of his withdrawing stroke my
tongue would lovingly twirl the knob head, when his thrust stroke
forced my lover deep in me I would suck as hard as I could. Over and
over I delighted the full length of his pink flesh. Occasionally Chip
would totally remove his cock from my wanting mouth and then I would
lick that smooth hard shaft from its base to the crown. Long slow
loving licks feeling his warmth.
After what seemed lifetimes of this repeated pleasure Chip seemed to
begin to hurry, began to be more impatient, more deliberate. His hold
on my head tightened as his thrusting became quicker and harder. I
couldn't believe it but his cock swelled even more, became fuller,
harder. We were both past the point of stopping. Chip was going into
the "its just about me" hip slamming and I was in the " fill me baby
give it to me now baby all of it baby now baby shoot it baby gimmie it
baby now baby cum baby cum baby cum".
And he did. And how. And how much. I had tasted his precum earlier but
that was nothing sweety. This was it. The real deal. Warm creamy,
sweet, salty, stickey, slithery, splatery, spicy. That lovely Chip took
his lovely cock and shoved it in my lovely mouth and erupted all of his
lovely load. The first eruption, that's the only word to use, was just
so fucking much. It coated the back of my throat on its way to my
belly. I didn't have any chance to taste it or enjoy it or anything. It
was just a liquid explosion from his cock that could not be denied. It
wasn't for me from his cock. It was his cock letting me know I had
pleased it. The second cum was like a stream of his juice. Chip was so
gracious to me as he had pulled back withdrawing his cock so only the
head remained between my clinched lips. This cum landed on my tongue
not as hectic as the first, but still with enough force to fill my
mouth. It really was a lot of cum and with Chips cock head still in me
some of his sweet love fluid began to escape from my hungry mouth. I
swallowed as much as I could. That sweet lovely cock gave me one more
taste of what I wanted. A sweet gentle flow of man cum. It eased into
me letting me enjoy its taste, its texture, its creamy warmth. God I
loved it.
Chips cock was now softening. It made me kind of sad really. He left it
in me as it shrunk letting me enjoy a few more seconds of bliss.
Finally he eased me off of him saying he would get sore if I stayed
there (So?) He began going on about how fantastic that was (what makes
you think its over?) and how he had cum so much (You think that was a
lot?) and how he never cums that quick (oh now he's a stud, I am such a
bitch) Then he asked if he could see me again. Huh? What? See me again?
Before I could even think about it my alter ego said, " Of course Chip
I'd love that". He picked up his tools kissed me, oh baby what a kiss
and said he'd call. I did tell him between what hours to call and then
I told him my name was Lexi (it might help to know that Chip)
So after Chip left I just sat there thinking about what had just
happened. I should have been ashamed. I should be washing out my mouth.
I should be feeling so very very bad. What I felt was great. For the
first time in my life I felt great. Well maybe great and a little
horny. Isn't that how I started this thing?
Hugs and Kisses
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