1. MY TRANSGENDER GODDESS


    Date: 6/10/2017, Categories: True Story, Author: Michelle Summers, Source: sexstories.com

    BEING TRANSGENDER IS HARD FOR SOME GIRLS, BECAUSE THEY AREN’T THAT PRETTY. THOSE OF US LUCKY ENOUGH TO BE PRETTY, ARE STUCK IN A ODD PLACE, BECAUSE FINDING OTHERS LIKE YOU OUTSIDE OF A PORN MOVIE IS GONNA BE TOUGH. I GIVE MYSELF ABOUT ABOUT AN EIGHT, ON A ONE TO TEN SCALE. IM SLENDER AND CURVY IN ALL THE RIGHT PLACES, I HAVE A DARK HEALTHY TAN, AND MY LEGGS CAN STOP TRAFFIC. CHANCES ARE, YOU ARE NOT GOING TO KNOW WHAT MAGIC IS IN MY PANTIES, UNLESS I TELL YOU, OR SHOW YOU. HOW DO I FEEL ABOUT THAT? HA. I COULD CARE LESS WHAT THE HATERS THINK, IT TURNS ME ON TO KNOW THAT THOUSANDS OF PEOPLE HAVE MASTURBATED THINKING ABOUT GIRLS LIKE ME. AT THE END OF THE DAY, THEY WANT ME TO WALK INTO THEIR BEDROOM, IN SEXY LINGERIE, BEAR MY ADORABLE LITTLE BREASTS, AND PUT THIS BIG, BEAUTIFUL GIRL ROD IN THEIR MOUTHS, AND OTHER PLACES. DON’T THEY? DON’T YOU? IVE BEEN A WOMAN MY ADULT LIFE, AND ALWAYS DATED REGULAR WOMEN, THOUGH MY EYES WOULD OCCASSIONALLY SEEK OUT SHEMALE PORN. THEY BEGAN TO SEEK IT OUT MORE OFTEN HERE LATELY, AND I COULDN’T WATCH ANYMORE. I COULDN’T TAKE IT. I WANTED THE REAL THING, NOT A MOVIE. IT JUST CONSUMED ME. I LAY IN BED AT NIGHT, WITH MY HANDS WANDERING IN MY PANTIES, DREAMING OF MY PRINCESS AND HER SWEATY LOVE SESSIONS WITH ME. I WOULD LOOK AT MY LONG PRETTY NAILS, AS I STROKED MY FLOWER UNTIL THE NECTAR SPRAYED OUT, AND LICK MY HANDS, PRETENDING IT WAS HER CUM. I COULD ONLY COME WITH A WOMAN, WHEN I WOULD IMAGINE A BIG DICK SLAPPING UP AND DOWN ON MY TUMMY AS I ... POUNDED HER BOTTOM IN MY LAP. I BEGAN TO IMAGINE REALLY DOING IT, AND I MADE UP MY MIND TO. IT’S A SCARY LINE TO CROSS, WHEN YOU NEVER HAVE. I’VE NEVER BEEN WITH A BOY, LET ALONE A HOT TRANSGIRL. I ONLY KNEW A FEW OF US, AND I GUESS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL AND CHARMING WOMAN I KNEW, SHARON, HELD A SUPPORT GROUP I WENT TO. I OFTEN THOUGHT OF HER WHEN I MASTURBATED, BUT SHE’S SO GORGEOUS AND SUCESSFUL I WOULD NEVER HAVE THE NERVE TO ASK HER OUT. SHE PROBABLY HAS A RICH BOYFRIEND OR ACTRESS GIRLFRIEND. BUT MAYBE IF SHES STILL DOING GROUP MEETINGS, I COULD MEET SOMEONE. SO I WENT WERE THEY USED TO HAVE MEETINGS, AND SURE ENOUGH THERE SHE WAS. SHE WAS WEARING A SHORT GREY SKIRT AND A POWERSUIT, WITH HER LITTLE GLASSES ON. DAMN SHE’S SO HOT I THOUGHT AS SHE LOOKED AROUND THE ROOM.HERE EYES CAUGHT MINE AND SHE SMILED BIG AT ME, AND SAID “HEY MICHELLE!” WHO ME I THOUGHT? SHE WALKED OVER AND HUGGED ME. SHE SMELLED DREAMY. JUST DREAMY. I WAS STARTING TO THINK WE’D NEVER SEE YA AGAIN,” SHE SAID TOUCHING MY ARM. I KNOW I BLUSHED, “IT’S GREAT TO SEE YOU AGAIN SHARON” I SAID LIKE A SCHOOLBOY WITH A CRUSH, SMILING WAY TOO BIG. “LISTEN, CAN I TALK TO YOU REAL QUICK,” SURE I SAID, AND WE KINDA WALKED OFF TO THE SIDE, LIKE SHE WANTED TO SHOW ME SOMETHING, AND SHE SAYS, “WOULD YOU LIKE TO COME TO MY HOUSE FOR DINNER TOMMOROW NIGHT?,” SHE SAYS LOOKING VULNERABLE FOR THE FIRST TIME EVER. MY HEART WAS POUNDING, AND MY MOUTH GOT DRY, BUT I MADE ARRANGEMENTS TO BE THERE, AND AFTER A LOVELY WALK AROUND HER ...
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