Finally Meeting Her

Meeting Angie was not what I expected. It was better.
He came over as the boy I knew him as, and I got to help dress her. She's a size 0 dammit, and her ass looked so good in her jeans. With her tight white shirt and a bra that was too small, she's the lesbian I always knew she could be. She let down her long blond hair and I tied it back with a silk ribbon. I then went to work on her make up. Brightening those baby blues with just the right touch of purple. She was uncomfortable at first with having visible eyebrows at first, but came around to how gorgeous she looked.
We stepped outside into the sun and that girl has a grace that I could never match. She glides along and knows exactly how to hold her long legs, delicate shoulders and ethereal features. She is drop dead gorgeous. We went out to the city and with her on my arm, I was a lucky dyke indeed!

A Quick Word on Trans

You know how when you walk in to a boy's room, you can smell boy? A mix of old socks and lots of jizz.
And when you walk into a girl's room, it's definitely girl? A sweet, and musty mix of panties and toys.
Well whenever I've walked into a trans' person's room, I can smell it. It's a distinct high pitched smell of spicyness mixed with a knock your socks off amount of pure pheromones. I in particular love that smell. My exes room smelled of it with a mix of oldspice. My best girl friend smells of it, and we talked about it the first time we met. How she reminded me of my ex when I closed my eyes. Call it a fetish or what have you, but everyone I've met who is 20 something and transitioning has this smell. And it's not a bad thing.
I had to write this because I was received really badly by a women at a play party Friday, when I expressed to her my feeling on such matters. She found it creepy, that all trans people had special appeal or something. When though I do find that was not the point to my sharing this with her. I still feel guilty for bringing her down though. Everyone else who I've expressed this to had received it appreciatively, never poorly. So it through me for a loop. I'm sure there is some biology behind it as well. But I've yet to find the writing to prove that. Just needed to put that out there. And if you don't like it, it's just my opinion and my findings. You are aloud to have a totally different experience, but don't judge mine!

Finding His Vagina

I've been seeing a transexual for a little while now. He identifies as a lesbian, but is happy with his male body. He dose have an alter ego that is a female, that i quickly found out about the first time we met, and she made me fall for him even more.
The first time i was with him i could feel his lushous hips, and the swell of his thighs that are not really there. He's a lanky little white boy, but those aspects of his body where there because of Angie. She's a gorgous, yummy, curvy, blond diva and he is a sweet, adhd, super neerdy, stoner that loves hulusinagenics. I love it!
So i remember when i first found it, i was exploring his body with my eyes closed and instinctively went to where the yummy folds and depths of him would be. I went to the base of his cock and just dug my tounge in and started going at it. Much like i had done so many times with my girlfriends. At first i heard a giggle and then slow deep moans, oohs and ahhs she couldn't hold back. She started to lift her pelvis tword my face and grind into my tounge. I could feel her legs shake with the waves of pleasure. All things he never did when i just sucked his cock. The whole time he never got hard, but i slowly brought him to that place i know and love. I kept going till he screamed my name and the little tremors through her thighs became a full on body earthquake.
He layed there head swimming amazed that i actally found that sweet spot. We cuddled, her catching my breath responding to every slight movement of my fingers across her body, as i delighted in knowing exactly how he felt in that moment and that i was the one to bring her there for the first time. I conjoled him to step outside for a cigarette and watched his after tremors cascade through her jellow legs. As we talked about how he knew it was theoretically possible, but had never tested it and i teased him about being unabashidly on cloud nine, I felt victorious and gracious that i got to share this experience with her.
We have since had lots of sex. Ranging from the all night long vanilla sessions with his amazing large cock, having me beg for mercy. To me enjoying her body, just because i can feel it. And combinations of the two. I can't wait to take her out as my girlfriend instead of just another boy i'm fucking, but that will be another story!