Trans Phone Sex Fantasy: He Was Curious, So I Showed Him Both Sides

I met Alex on the dance floor, or rather, he spent twenty minutes pretending not to stare at me before finally coming over. He was cute in that nervous straight-guy way, and after one drink he just blurted it out. I have never been with a trans woman, he said, all in a rush, but I have always wondered what it would be like. I laughed, not mean, just delighted, and said, well, tonight is your lucky night, because I am the best possible answer to that question.

My apartment, half an hour later. He was trying so hard to act cool and failing completely, eyes darting all over me. I am a lot to take in, I know. Very long platinum hair, big soft tits spilling out of my top, long legs, and the surprise he kept glancing at. I told him to relax and I pushed him back onto my bed and straddled his lap, and I kissed him deep while I unzipped his jeans. He was already rock hard. Curiosity does that.

I slid down his body slow, kissing his chest, his stomach, and then I took his cock in my mouth, all of it, deep and wet, hollowing my cheeks. He groaned so loud the neighbors probably heard. I sucked him slow and sloppy, swirling my tongue, taking him to the back of my throat, and I could feel him throbbing. I love giving head. I love the power of it, a big strong man completely helpless because of my mouth.

But I wanted him to see all of me. I stood up, stripped slow, letting him look his fill, my tits, my hard seven and a half inch cock standing out. His eyes went wide and he licked his lips without even realizing it. I bent over the bed, presenting my tight ass to him, and told him to touch me. He was hesitant, so I guided his hands to my hips, then to my hole, and I told him exactly how to push in. When he slid inside my ass I moaned deep. Being filled like that, taken like that, it is one of my favorite feelings, and he was big enough to make it count.

He fucked my ass while I stroked my own cock, and I kept encouraging him, telling him how good he felt, how sexy he looked taking me. He was getting confident now, gripping my hips harder, and I could tell he was close. But I had plans. I flipped us, pushed him back on the bed, and climbed between his legs. I slicked up my cock and pressed against his tight hole, and his eyes flew open. Trust me, I whispered.

I pushed in slow, so slow, giving him every second to feel it, and his whole body tensed and then melted. I fucked his ass gentle at first, then deeper, while I wrapped my hand around his cock and stroked him in time. He was moaning nonstop, saying he had never felt anything like it, and I felt so powerful and so sexy, taking him apart like that. When he came, it was hands-free, pulsing over his own stomach while my cock was still deep inside him, and the sight of it made me come too, hard, all over his chest.

We lay there tangled and laughing, both sticky, both wrecked. He said, I cannot believe I waited this long. I kissed his forehead and said, most of them say that.

Stop wondering, baby. Whether you want me sweet or want me to take charge, whether you want to give or receive or both, I know exactly what to do with that curiosity. Come find out what you have been missing.