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Being trans means you’re different. Me: I am a female with male genitalia. Straight people will never understand what trans people go through mentally and physically.

So with that being said, if you are reading this then you are to WORSHIP my body. Isn’t that what you’re here for? Worship every curve, my soft skin, my luscious ass, my long legs, my hard, thick cock. I am a gift from the Divine. You may get a taste, but you have to ask for permission. As a matter of fact, you have to beg for it. And you have to beg for it in a way that pleases ME. Just because I’m a novelty to you doesn’t mean I’ll be easy to get, even on the phone. After all, I AM a TGIRL GODDESS!

So get on your knees and crawl to me, boy…and beg me proper to fuck your ass!😈

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There’s this lady that lives next door to me. I know for a fact she’s a tranny…because she’s really tall!

Ok don’t get me wrong, there ARE tall women out there. And maybe I’m exaggerating a little about how tall she is. But this lady has big, square shoulders kinda. There’s just something ‘off’ about her, know what I mean?

Regardless, she caught me staring one day. I was watering the lawn when my gaze just drifted over to her while she unloaded the car and I couldn’t stop looking. I probably didn’t even notice I was staring so hard because by the time she was in my face I was just in a daze or something.

“WTF are you looking at, white boy??” She charged at me, scowling. She’s kinda pretty up close, and she smelled good.

“Uhhhh…uhhhh…nothing. I’m sorry.” I stammered like a weak little boy.

“Well I better not catch you looking again or else!” She had sized me up and down with one eyebrow lifted. She turned around and walked off. Tranny was wearing a white summer dress and had a really nice, round ass. Burgundy hair, dark skin. I think she’s Latina, black or even both, I wasn’t sure but I was slightly aroused. Other than her broad shoulders, there was nothing manly about her at all? I was confused ‘cuz she was actually really attractive…

So after that day, I started jacking off to her. I thought about her A LOT. I wondered what her cock tasted like…

Who cares if she is a tranny, I liked her. She had given me attitude and for some reason, I became even more attracted to her.

I was trying to think of another way to get her to talk to me. But I had to man up this time and not whimper if she decides to growl at me. I gave it about a week.

So I did the same exact thing when she got home – I started watering the lawn and stared right at her.

“Seriously. What the fuck is your problem. Why the fuck do you keep staring at me? Is there something wrong with the way I look?? Why don’t you take a picture then?! ASSHOLE.”

She had pushed me this time, hard. She was strong as hell, almost as if a man pushed me. But I was in a daze again, she was intoxicatingly beautiful. Her voice was sultry but it wasn’t overly deep.

I cleared my throat and said something real cheesy like “I don’t know what to say. I can’t seem to take my eyes off you. You are really beautiful.”

She took a deep breath, relaxed a little and crossed her arms. “Oh yeah? You wanna do something about it?”

She turned around and walked back to her house. I couldn’t believe what just happened. I stood a full minute there deciding on whether to follow her or not.

What if the neighbors see? What if they’re watching me right now from across the street, behind their windows.

If I don’t act on it, she might not ever talk to me again. She might move away or something.

By the time I had decided to go to her house, it was dark. I waited a couple of hours. I knocked on the door and she opened it. Resting bitch face & super sexy as hell.

“What’s the matter, afraid that the neighbors might see you with ME?”

I stammered again. But this time, she was gentle. “STOP. It’s ok, just come in.”

She was in shorts and a loose, white tank top, no bra. Long, thick Amazon legs and very perky tits, I thought.

“You know, you’re really not my type. I don’t like weak men. And you pretty much REEK of weak to me.”

I didn’t know what to say. I was kinda shocked that this woman, this girl-man would say such a thing to me. I just stood there, frozen and unable to move. But I guess it was true. I didn’t have the balls to come over earlier. I honestly didn’t know if my neighbors were watching me.

“Yes, I am weak. That’s why I came over here at night. I don’t deserve to be in your presence. You are a Goddess.”

She came closer to me, practically looming over me. She sized me up again – hands on her waist, putting her head close to my neck, my body, smelling me: “Get on your knees, boy.”

I did what I was told. I got on my knees. My dick was getting hard.

She pulled down her shorts to reveal a cock that was semi-hard. It was big. She left her tank top on.

“You’re gonna take ALLLLL of this and you’re not gonna stop until I say so.” Hands on her waist with bright red polished claw nails and gold bracelets.

I was completely under this transsexual woman’s spell.

As she came closer, her dick sprung to life. It was probably about 8 or 9 inches? It was amazing.

I was thinking about how big her dick was when she just shoved it into my mouth. It didn’t smell like a man’s dick at all. It was super clean and it smelled fruity, like strawberries or something.

“Suck on it, suck on it like it’s your last lollypop.”

I gave in to this sexy trans woman completely. I sucked her cock, it was hard as a rock and I worshipped it like no other. I gagged but kept on sucking, I was practically drooling on the floor. I grabbed on her nutsack and massaged them in my hand. So much saliva was dripping out of my mouth, it got really sloppy. She moaned and groaned, “ohhhh, you like dat white boy??”, she pumped it into me faster and faster, fucking my mouth…

Then suddenly she pulled out. Slapped me with it & jizzed hot cum all over my face. I had a hardon too and it was aching.

“Here’s a kleenex. Get out of my house and don’t fucking stare at me again”, was all she said.

Two weeks later, my hot tranny neighbor had moved away. I never even knew her name. Needless to say, I will never forget her.

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For me, I never really get sick of being an ultimate fantasy! I KNOW  you guys have thought and fantasized about hooking up with a trans woman like me.

Admit it, baby…there is something alluring about a gorgeous shemale. At first glance, you THINK I’m just another hot chick, stunningly tall, hourglass, finely-crafted by the lord herself (lol)…but then you find out I’m actually packing a hard cock just like you…only I’m STILL a super sexy chick…I just have an extra “toy” to play with…or at least that’s how I see it! And I have SO MUCH FUN surprising guys with it! Granted, a girl like me has to be careful– there are a lot of ignorant and mean people out there, but my radar for a trans-friendly male is pretty great, and I live in a modern city where pretty much anything goes. So anyway…

Lots of guys are curious about trans women, but probably wouldn’t even know one if they saw one! No one guesses at my little secret– I’m honestly more feminine than my own sister! When we go out together, I get hit on WAY more than her by straight guys, and it drives her nuts! LOL

So let me get to my SEXY story already, right?! 😛

So I LOVE to “break in” straight guys- guys that have never been with a trans woman before. The other night I hooked up with the cutest little straight boy and I wanted to tell you all about it…

Like so many of my encounters, wet met at a club. Our eyes locked across the room and I was instantly attracted. He was a healthy young sporty type– probably a bit macho, which is a favorite of mine! Nice body on him, really intense blue eyes. Eyes that said he’d never been with a girl like me!

Let’s just say the notion of introducing him to my cock had me rock-hard from across the room.

Good thing I’m a master tucker when it comes to dressing. My anaconda was tightly filed away in my lacy black G-string, but I could feel his stiffening with every second. It only took a moment and this guy came over to me.

We did the standard talk: who are you here with? can I buy you a drink stuff.

After sipping on the cocktail he bought me and staring into his eyes, I asked him:

Are you up for something really exciting tonight?

And he says “Of course, gorgeous lady” or something like that.

15 mins later we’re back at my place and he’s sitting on my sofa. I’ve got the mood lighting set and the music is on. He’s smiling ear to ear, knowing he’s going to get some tonight. But he still had NO IDEA exactly what it was he was going to get!

Oh My GOD you’re SO fucking gorgeous he says to me as I stood before him.

Yeah, I ask, wanna see more?

FUCK YEAH he says! I can see his pants tenting in anticipation.

So I took off my top. My perfect Cs were almost busting out of my black bra, so I took that off, too.

WOW he said…perfect.

I began to dance, swaying my hips, waving my perfectly round booty in his face.

Go ahead I told him, take it out.

He unzips his jeans and presents me with a perfect cock. I was thrilled!

He tried to grab me but I moved back.

Not yet, I told him, continuing to dance to the music.

Naturally his hand goes to his cock, and he starts stroking it lightly as I writhe and undulate in front of him, doing my best stripper moves. Watching his tug and pull on that cock had me hard again, and I knew I couldn’t keep my secret much longer.

I put my ass in his face, and slowly worked my panties down, just barely revealing my ass but nothing more.

Oh MY GOD he said again, that ASS! You are fucking perfection! Please tell me you’re not all tease and no action!


I’ve got action for you, alright, I told him, turning around. I pulled the panties straight down, and out pops my giant hard-on.

What the fuck?! he says, and I worried I might have played this one wrong!

Listen baby….I’m ALL woman…trans woman. And you have NO IDEA how much FUN we can have with this, baby. If you’re game, that is, I said, squeezing my nipples for emphasis, cooing slightly as I did it.

He seemed to be thinking. Then he says, I admit, I’ve had a fantasy or two about trannys.

Oh really? I said. And what did you do in the fantasy?

Shyly, he quietly said “well….she made me suck her cock.”

Hmmmmm…I said, moving over towards him, maybe I can warm you up a bit, and then we try that…

I knelt between his knees, guiding his fat cock into my mouth. I worked it several times up and down, slurping on the head with my pink glossed lips.

OH MY GOD he said, eyes rolling back, you’re the best!

I stopped, looking him in the eye. Well let’s see how well YOU do, I said, and stood back up.

Slowly, he raised face to my cock.

I’m not gay, he said.

Of course you’re not. I said. I’m NOT a man. Let’s get that straight. I’m a shemale, baby. And you’re straight, and no one is asking you to be anything but. However, when you hook up with a SPECIAL GIRL like me, the rule is you HAVE to suck my cock.

With that, I grabbed his head and pulled it to my cock. I spread his hesitant lips with the head and shoved it in his mouth, guiding it carefully past his teeth, until I hit his tonsils.

Now SUCK IT, baby, I commanded.

Building up courage, he began to suck and stroke my cock with one hand, and use his other hand to stroke his own cock. He was learning fast!

He was getting me really excited, and I grabbed his head and really shoved my cock into his face, gagging him. Let him feel what he’s made all the girls in his life feel, for once! I felt his gag reflex tighten on my cock, and I had to pull out before I shot my load down his virgin throat. He wouldn’t have been ready for that yet, I don’t think!

So I pull my cock out of his mouth and say, it’s time to FUCK. I grab the coconut oil sitting on the table next to the sofa and I start rubbing it all over my gorgeous ass in front of him.

“I bet a jock like you LOVES anal, but has a hard time finding girls who are into it, huh?

Yeah, how’d you know? He said.

I just hear that a lot I said, getting on my knees on the floor.

FUCK MY ASS I tell him, arching my back NOW!

He jumped up off the sofa and was behind me in a second.

I could feel the fat mushroom head of his cock parting the cheeks of my ass.

Talk dirty to me! I command him, as I feel his cock push deep into me.

You little slut, he says, waving this ass at me. I’m gonna CUM deep inside you!

I liked this one! He was kinky!

DO IT I command, bucking into him, my own hand pumping my cock in the front, tugging at my balls as he slammed his erection into my ass over and over.

You’re so tight he said, starting to pant. I’m gonna cum soon he says.

I smile, and pump my own cock harder. It felt SO GOOD. I really wanted to fuck HIS smooth, muscular ass too, but I’ll save that for another night. Better to start the straight boys off light– don’t wanna scare ’em before they know what they’re missing!

I pictured bending him over my sofa, fucking that whiteboy jock ass as I pumped away at my cock, and waves of pleasure rocked through my asshole as my prostate went wild with an orgasm. I just have to say it again: IT FELT SO FUCKING GOOD!

Then I felt his cock go off, pumping his jizz deep into me, holding my hips so he could squeeze off every last drop between my cheeks. Finally, my cock gave too, spurting my juice all over the carpet in front of me.

When he finished, he pulled out and put his cock away. This moment is always the hardest– was he going to suddenly get all weird about it, not that his lust was spent? God, he’s so cute! Those blue eyes. I wanted him to be happy. I know I made him cum so hard!

He gathered his stuff and said he had to leave. He took my number– but I told him he could only have it if he’d consider letting me fuck him in his ass next time. That is, after the best BJ of this life of course. He seemed like he was thinking about it as he left– let’s see if I actually hear from him again.

But either way, man do I love breaking in the boys!

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