Second Thoughts

How in the world do I get myself in these situations? I guess I really can’t say ‘these’ situations because this certainly isn’t something that happened to me before, let alone often. I do have to wonder if it’s ever happened to anyone before!  I can honestly say I made some choices that … didn’t work out the way I had thought they would. It started out simple enough, I met a girl!Although, since then she has told me to refer to her as a ‘gurl’ because she is trans. Maybe that would be obvious to you, but it wasn’t to me.  I thought it was strange when she spelled it out, because it sounded the same to me.  But once I understood what she meant, it made perfect sense.I’ve also learned a few things like never, ever use the term ‘shemale’ or I might find myself missing an appendage that I really liked. She preferred ‘trans’ or ‘transsexual woman’ or simply refer to her as a woman and she was happy. In fact, she said one of the reasons she was attracted to me was I treated her like a lady and, aside from peeking down her top when given the opportunity, I was a gentleman.We met at lunch in a small pub. It was crowded and she asked if she could share the table I was at with a work buddy. We, of course, said yes. I mean what guy isn’t going to want to share a table with an attractive girl! She was certainly attractive, a real knock-out.  Tall, well-built, gorgeous dark hair, phenomenal butt, and really long legs.  The cleavage she showed didn’t hurt our feelings either.  I saw a few glances from other people and all I could think at the time was they were jealous she joined us.The three of us had a great lunch. Not only was she seriously beautiful, but she had a wicked and raunchy sense of humor. I know my friend was trying to extend lunch as long as possible, but he had to return for a meeting. isvecbahis I called out the rest of the day and … well, long story short, we ended up back at her place where I discovered her ‘difference’ and with a bit of coaxing on her part, I did some things I never thought I would ever do.Seriously, we were kissing so hot and heavy in the elevator I was afraid I was going to stain my slacks. She was wonderfully aggressive and certainly knew what she wanted. Once we got in the door of her apartment, she had my shirt off before I could blink. I’d never had a girl suck on my nipples before, but between that and her rubbing me through my slacks I was as excited as I think I’d ever been, that’s when she slowed down. She took off her top, showing off a great set of breasts, but then she hesitated to take off her pants, I thought she was having second thoughts. Turned out she had a little something to show me, well not so little a something.I didn’t sit there like an idiot gibbering, I just stared at it while she stroked it and it slowly got hard. Some part of me did say “Run!” at least I tell myself now that it did.  But I wasn’t listening to that mental voice.  I think my penis was also shouting to drown that voice out.I know she was talking, but for the life of me, I can’t remember exactly what she said. When I didn’t go running from the room, she pressed against me again and started kissing me with much more ardor, if that was possible. When her hand grasped me and she found I was still stiff, she smiled and pulled me into her bedroom.  She all but threw me on the bed and her pants disappeared along with anything else she had on.  She looked like the perfect woman, just with something a bit extra.  I was still trying to get my head around it, but she wasn’t waiting.While the feeling of her isveçbahis giriş cock against me was weird, we actually made love like it didn’t matter. She went down on me and teased me to the point of cumming, although instead of handing me a condom or asking if I had one, she pulled one from her nightstand drawer, opened it, and put it in her mouth. One quick head-bob and it was on my cock. I had a feeling she certainly had done that a few times. She pulled me on top of her, her legs spread and her knees were pulled up almost to her chest. With one hand she guided me to her ass and I sank into the warmest, tightest … well … pussy I had ever felt. I know intellectually it wasn’t her pussy, but it felt like one, a real tight one.  I once made love with a virgin and this girl was even tighter!I’d done anal before too, but no one ever felt like her. When she tightened her muscles, I couldn’t believe the feeling. She didn’t talk anymore, there was nothing left to say. I knew what to do from here, and you might call it making love, the reality is we fucked! We fucked for as long as I could hold out and I swear I thought about some of the least sexy things to hold out. I wanted it to never end, no one ever felt like this, so sexy, so aggressive, and even so experienced. She was nothing short of amazing. I came in several shudders that went through my entire body. When I collapsed on her, I could still feel her own still hard cock against my belly.We took several minutes to recover and she even removed my condom and took it into her bathroom for disposal, much like a girl would have done to clean herself if we hadn’t used one. But that’s when things took another strange turn and we both heard a voice through the bedroom door.“Honey, I’m here before heading home, are you decent?”My new — isveçbahis yeni giriş well I guess I can’t call her my girlfriend, although I had been thinking along those lines because she really was amazing — my gurl-friend called out, “Give me a minute. You should have called, baby.”The voice, a deep one that seemed to be coming from the bottom of a very large barrel, said, “I know, but this was a last-minute thing and I wanted to see you.”“Alright, just give me a couple of minutes.”She held a finger to my mouth and whispered, “Just go with it. He’ll freak if he finds me here with another guy. It’ll be okay if you keep your head on straight.”I was reeling from the mental punches I had already taken when she tugged on a pair of her panties, the ones she had been wearing. But she tugged them on me, not herself. She sat me down at her make-up table and slapped a wig on my head and took a few seconds to paint both of our lips with some reddish lipstick. It felt really weird, like a thick layer of lip balm.“Just stay here no matter what happens. I’m going to tell him you are a friend of mine transitioning and needed some help.  He’ll be okay with that.  Just stay right here and everything will be fine, he’s really a decent guy as long as he doesn’t know you are a guy.”I froze there, not sure if I should just jump out the window or not, but being five stories up made that very silly idea. She shrugged into something very thin and a bright pink and opened the door. In the mirror, I saw a guy, but he wasn’t as big as I was expecting because he didn’t fit the deep voice.“Hi, baby. I said you should have called because this is Tina, she’s a friend of mine and she came by for some tips and tricks. She’s just starting out.”He came over to me and put his hand on my shoulder, “Tina, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”I mumbled some sort of a response, to which he laughed. “A shy one I see, Tess.”“Well, as I said, she’s just starting out. You’re probably the first guy to see her even partially dressed, let alone sitting in panties.”