What an Amazing Life - My TS Lover
Keywords: My, What, Amazing, Lover, Life, TS, -, an,
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I have been trolling around Literotica for a couple years now, mostly downloading stories to the hard disk of my notebook, to fuel my masturbatory fantasies while I am on the road.
Probably like most of you, I am someone that people of the opposite sex never seem to pay attention to when passing on the street. Family genes (Dad's?) left me with a bald spot larger than the "hairy part" on top of my head. Similarly, family genes (Mom's?) left me with a cock the size of which would certainly preclude my starring in the kind of movies I prefer watching. Who would pay money to watch me perform with the 6 inch, not particularly thick, cut cock I inherited? So smart of my folks to have an inch or two cut off before knowing how big it would eventually be!
To finish with the self-deprecation, too many years of "the good life" have left me with a more ample "middle" than I would prefer to carry around.
Get the picture? I am nothing special, at least to look at!
Recently, among the dozens of stories I downloaded from Literotica for later pleasure, I found one from a woman about one of my favorite topics, Transsexuals. Reading it a couple days later, I splashed an extraordinarily great amount of warm juice, placing myself in the middle of the writer's action.
I was so taken by the story and subject matter that I decided to contact her and send my gushing compliments (well, at least in words) for her work. From that message, we have become great friends, sharing lots of thoughts, fantasies, experiences and feelings. It is from having the lovely opportunity to know her that the inspiration for this story comes. If it turns out ok, it is thanks to her editing. If it is awful, it surely results from the writer's limitations.
I am writing this story in little parts and sending it to my sweet friend for her comments and suggestions. If the two of us get this done quickly, this will be the story of a 52-year-old American guy. If it takes too long, he will be 53 (any day now).
Ok, so now I guess you understand that I am probably a lot like you. Hopefully like you, I have been fortunate enough to enjoy some wonderful erotic experiences. Today I will share the first of those with you.
I have realized that the true stories here excite me the most. There is absolutely nothing wrong with reading somebody's fantasy...but...reading about something that I would love to try and knowing that the author has "been there, done that" gets my cock hard and leaking faster than anything else. Therefore, with this in mind, here comes the first of my 100% guaranteed true stories. Everything here actually happened, just this way.
I guess like most young guys (at least those honest enough to admit it), my first sexual experience happened with a neighbor boy. In our early teens, we were so horny and eager to experience all that life could offer, my buddy and I began giving each other massages. What began as a simple rubdown eventually became kissing, nipple licking, stroking of each other's cock and finally honest to goodness cock sucking. My friend mentioned several times how much liquid leaked from my cock when he sucked me. Neither of us knew then what cumming was all about...this was just my pre-cum. He, on the other hand, didn't leak at all but I still remember so fondly, how enormous his cock seemed in my mouth and hands. Honestly, I often wish I could have another chance with it (him).
I never considered myself gay or bisexual. When I finally got a chance to experience pussy (I was 15 and she was in college), I was hooked. From that first day, I went on to enjoy the bodies of many women of all sizes, shapes, ages and ethnicities. I have been fortunate enough to have sex with a delightful Chinese virgin (a colleague at the time) less than half my age (and she wanted very much to have me be her first). I have had two women at once (once in Thailand and again last month in Argentina).
I have met and had great sex with quite a number of wonderful women I met through chatting. I chatted with a travel agent in Toronto and asked her to recommend a good hotel for an upcoming business trip. When I checked in, the front desk guy said there was a woman waiting for me in the bar, something totally unexpected. We had never discussed meeting. After sharing a glass of great wine, she accompanied me to my room and let me thoroughly enjoy my first shaved pussy.
Unlike many, I have never been disappointed with meeting someone from the net. I have had sex with Caucasians, Blacks, Latinas, Asians (oh, how I love them) and one redhead, something I want so much again.
I travel constantly and have enjoyed lovely women in the US, Canada, Mexico, Brazil (yes, it is true what they say), Argentina, China, Vietnam, Philippines, Thailand, Hong Kong, Singapore, Malaysia, Italy, Germany, Romania, and the UK. I guess I can be charming when in the company of a lovely and desirable woman.
I have sucked more than my share of sweet pussy, have cum in more cunts than I can count, have had women beg to swallow my warm cum and have had plenty of anal sex (the first time honestly was an accident but once we both felt my cock in her tight asshole, we wanted it again and again). I have gone through enough rubber in my life to keep Michael Schumacher in tires for an entire season.
What I am saying here is that I thought I had experienced most of what "straight sex" has to offer. If it can happen to me, surely it is happening or can happen to you too. I insist to you that I am nothing "special" at all!
Thanks to the internet, I have had the freedom to explore much more of my sexuality. I don't know if I have the courage to lurk around the "unusual" corners of an adult bookstore but with the internet, I can cruise wherever my fantasies take me. This got me interested in she males.
I guess it was the lovely recollection of sucking my young buddy's cock, of trying unsuccessfully to fuck him (and him me) as well as my love for women that made me interested in ladies who have the best of both worlds.
Cruising the Trans sites, reading erotica on the topic, I found my frequent masturbation sessions more satisfying than ever before. The more I read, the more I wanted to know.
Eventually, I found myself logging onto Gay.com and lurking around the transsexual (m to f) room. After chatting with so many folks there, one day I met Patricia. How that would change my life!
Of course, one of the limitations of the net is that one never knows who the other person really is. Although I am unable to understand why, I guess many people present themselves not completely honestly. This is a chance we always take.
Patricia and I began chatting openly in the room and eventually privately on Yahoo messenger. According to her photos, she was an absolutely striking woman, living in the Philippines. She appeared to be about 5' 7" and maybe 125 pounds. I guess that she was about 25 at the time of those photos. They showed straight black hair to the middle of her back, a model's hourglass figure with proud firm breasts, and a smiling face that could have melted the heart of the hardest man (and likely, women). In all, Pat was surely too good to be true. Pat was probably a guy even older and fatter than I, living in Kansas City and out to get his kicks by leading me on with a model's photo downloaded from somewhere.
Over time, Pat and I shared many of our secrets. Although she would never send me a photo more revealing than her on the beach in her string bikini (what a sight), she told me she had a very functioning cock hiding in that thong bottom. Eventually our chats became cyber-sex and the time we masturbated together on webcam, I was completely hooked by this amazing woman with the very hard and VERY functioning cock. Watching her shoot for me was almost more than my heart could stand.
At that point in my life, I was spending a lot of time in Asian on business. I was visiting China, Hong Kong and Singapore mostly. On those trips, I was lucky enough to meet quite a number of lovely and very sexual ladies (including that wonderful Chinese virgin I mentioned before) but Pat always stuck in my mind. I had to meet her; I had to find out what Trans sex was really about. So, I finally made plans to visit the Philippines as part of one of my upcoming business swings.
Pat and I agreed to the date of my visit and I booked a suite in a prestigious hotel in the center of Manila. I arrived and checked in, finding the room large, comfortable and more than satisfactory. If "this" was really going to happen, I wanted to impress Pat by treating her like the lady her photos made me believe she was.
I unpacked and carefully organized all my clothes, something I rarely bothered with moving constantly from hotel to hotel, country to country. Everything had to be just perfect. Finally, I took a long shower in the huge stall (would Pat eventually want to join me there?). I paid careful attention to cleaning my asshole (was that because it felt good or...?) With difficulty I resisted the strong temptation to get myself off...would Pat want and appreciate what I was keeping stored up in my balls?
I carefully shaved, brushed my teeth as if I were trying to remove the enamel, sprayed myself with much too much A-Men, and then tried on every single piece of clothing I had brought. How silly is an overweight guy trying on pair after pair of briefs?
We had made a date to meet at a Starbuck's directly across the street from the hotel. If you have spent time in Manila, you'll know the place, and therefore the hotel.
I was so nervous and anxious, knowing my ultimate fantasy was either going to come true in the next hours or that my trip to Philippines had been a complete waste of time and money. Of course, I got to Starbuck's about 15 minutes early and started out with a large coffee. I sat on a stool in the window slowly pulling on my coffee, watching the people come and go and those passing in front of the store.
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Keywords: My, What, Amazing, Lover, Life, TS, -, an,