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Story written by John Alister, based on our conversations and my reviews.
"A chance encounter"
I first saw Miya on a warm and bright Autumn morning as I walked through Soho, from Greek Street to Cambridge Circus. She was standing in front of Ed's Diner on Old Compton Street and was a delight to behold. She was about 6'and had a slender build, and a pretty face with full lips, lovely dark eyes and a straight, shoulder length, haircut.
Miya was dressed simply in a patterned red knitted top with a scallop neck (showing off her lovely collar bone and shoulder tops and the gentle curve of her small but sexy bust), a short black skirt and Dr Martens. Her legs were bare and smooth and slender, inviting my gaze to follow them to the hem of her skirt and my mind to imagine what treasure lay but a few inches further.
Slowing my pace I offered a smile but she seemed to look right past me. I walked on but couldn't help looking back at her and the lovely curve of her rear. The beautiful young woman seemed to be waiting for someone and I could see that her lower lip was caught between her teeth -- was she trying to suppress a sob?
Taking the risk that my intentions might be misunderstood I stepped over to the woman and asked if she was okay. "No .. I'm fine" she muttered. She was clearly upset though and quickly added, "I've been waiting for someone but think he's just not coming. He was meant to be here over half an hour ago, he's not answering his phone and I don't know what to do. Why couldn't he just say that he wasn't going to come?"
I tried to reassure her. "Don't be upset, there's any number of reasons he could just be late. I'm sure no one in their right mind would leave someone as pretty as you hanging around waiting unless there was a really good reason." I immediately wished that I hadn't been so forward but this was one of the most gorgeous women I'd ever seen and I guess I did have ulterior motives after all. Fortunately for me the young woman smiled, so I pressed on.
Pointing to some tables outside a restaurant along the road, I said "Look, I'm on a break and could do with the company, so why don't we have a sit down over there and have a coffee or something. If you're hungry we could have some lunch. You can keep an eye out for your date from there and rest your feet at the same time." I quickly put out my hand and said, "I'm John. Your name is ...?"
The vision in red put her hand in mine and said, "I'm Miya". So it began. Our drink did turn into lunch and the dopey guy Miya was waiting for never did turn up. I couldn't believe my luck and I was pleasantly surprised at how easily we got on.
By the end of our lunch Miya and I were laughing and chatting like old friends and her date was almost entirely forgotten. However he did eventually call, only to get an earful from Miya -- my luck was in!
I had to get back to work but we made arrangements to meet again. Our second date turned into a third and the third into a fourth, during which we found ourselves taking a walk in Hyde Park.
I was dressed in Chinos and a blue polo shirt, while Miya was wearing a flowery sleeveless summer dress and we walked hand in hand, chatting and laughing until Miya suddenly became serious and asked if we could sit for a moment Spotting a bench at the side of the path we sat down and she turned to me, grasping both my hands in hers.
"John I've really enjoyed spending time with you and I still can't believe how that jerk left me waiting for him, but you cam along, my knight in shining armour and turned a horrible situation into something quite lovely. Thank you for that and thank you for ..."
I interrupted Miya, "You don't need to thank me. I've loved spending time with you."
"Well, thank you anyway, John. I'm sorry, but, though it's been fun, I'm afraid you're not going to like what I have to say. You see, I'm not quite the girl you might think I am. You do think I'm a girl, don't you?"
"Wha...? Of course I do! What else could you be? Have you seen yourself?"
"Oh John, I know how you see me and I know that you like me. I like you too, which is why it's time for some hard truths, cher."
"Okay, you're beginning to freak me you a little now Miya. What's going on and why are you looking so worried -- have you got some deep dark secret that you think will make me not like you any more?"
Miya bit her lower lip and took a deep breath as she put one hand on my arm and began to tell me her secret.
"John, I know that I look all girly and I guess you're not spending time with me because you're still trying to help me get over that idiot who stood me up on a date. I mean, I guess you're also into all this." She waved one hand up and down in front of herself and I gave a wry smile.
"Well, I really am not what I appear to be. This body, the way I look, is the result of hard work and hormones." Miya moved closer to me, close enough for her thigh to press against mine and spread its warmth all the way up to my crotch. "Thing is, John, I was born as a boy" -- Miya paused to let those words sink in -- "but I always felt like a girl, and as I grew up the feelings within me grew stronger and stronger."
Miya's eyes were welling up with tears as she looked at me and continued -- "Once I turned sixteen I started on what my doctor calls 'a journey of transformation'. I got counseling, then hormone treatment and the idea was that I would eventually go all the way and have surgery to become a woman.
I don't know about all that 'journey' stuff, because I discovered that I love being just as I am now. I love that my more girly figure fits the way I feel inside but I also really like that I have some boy parts. Now that last bit's weird because you'd think I'd want to go all the way and become all woman but I don't like the idea of the surgery and, what can I say, I just love myself as I am right now."
It struck me that Miya had blurted out that last bit, she seemed to want it to all to come out in a rush. I guess she was afraid of how I'd react to her revelations. So, gently taking hold of her hands I said "Miya, just slow down. Take your time. I'm not a cut and run sort of guy, so just take your time."
This seemed to calm her down and she relaxed her shoulders as she said, "Sorry John. I'm not used to telling people all this stuff. Especially someone I like."
"Well I like you too, Miya. Now I'm not sure how to deal with all this but I do like you and I'm not going anywhere. Why don't we go somewhere and have a coffee or something and you can take your time to tell me everything at your own pace."
Seeing that I really wasn't going to run away, Miya seemed to perk up and remarked, "What, just a coffee? I tell you my deepest secret and all I get is a coffee?"
I was confused but Miya now seemed amused. She smiled that wry smile of hers and told we could go back to her place. "So long as you promise to be a gentleman!" she remarked.
That was a surprise. Now I was off-balance. Miya still looked every inch the beautiful and slender girl I had fancied that first day in Old Compton Street, yet now I knew that as she walked beside me she also had the same bits between her legs that did. Was I a bad guy for thinking like that? Could I really keep dating her, even though she wasn't a 'real woman'. What would my friends say if they found out?
Miya saw that I wasn't paying attention to her so caught hold of my arm and pulled herself closer to me. The instant she did this I caught a whiff of her perfume, felt her soft breasts press against my arm and all my concerns seemed to melt away. Her voice rose and fell like a melody in my ears and her girlish mannerisms melted my heart. What could I say? She really did rock me.
A short trip on the Jubilee Line took us to Miya's flat in South Harrow. A charming two bedroom place adorned with bare wooden floors, film posters and lots of photos of Miya and her family and friends. Miya showed me around and then pottered about making coffee as I scanned her music and DVD collection.
We chatted idly until she came back into her lounge and sat opposite me on an easy chair. I took a sip from the cup she handed me and was surprised. "Irish coffee?"
She laughed and said, "Well at least I've given you some alcohol. You would have palmed me off with just coffee!"
From there we fell into easy conversation, during which Miya told me about the nightmare dates she'd had -- "So many fuckwits out there, John!" She revealed how one guy had been all talk, keen to meet and dirty talking until they were alone, when he'd become evasive and run off after making some excuse about wanting to get her a gift he'd left in his car. I laughed along with her but could see that the memories were painful too and my admiration for the Miya grew as I learned just how much she'd had to endure in becoming herself.
Suddenly, Miya asked me if I'd ever met another girl like her. I was unsure how to reply. I was even unsure of the language I should use. How did she refer to herself. "Oh don't be silly, John" Said Miya when I revealed my uncertainty. I know what I am, don't much mind what you call me but my preferred term is 'TGirl', or just 'girl'. After all, that's how I feel inside and I know that's how I look outside too."
"Okay then Miya. I've met a few Tgirls now and then. I used to have coffee in a nice little coffee shop cum bookshop on Endell Street in Covent Garden. All sorts of folk frequented that place and I sometimes ended up sharing a table with some girls ... how can I put it? ... whose provenance I couldn't quite place."
Miya laughed at my clumsy turn of phrase and went on to ask if I'd ever had any same-sex experiences. I found myself being honest with her about my college fumblings with a roommate, which started when we'd found ourselves feeling horny after watching a hot move and getting ourselves turned on by talking about our favourite sexual experiences. I even mentioned that access to online porn led me to surprise myself because I found transsexual porn clips pretty arousing. However, I'd never done anything more than a bit of mutual jerking off.
Miya seemed amused by my various revelations and she chipped in with occasional 'oohs' and 'aahs' and sometimes cupped her hands over her mouth in mock horror at what I was saying. Once I'd finished, she remarked, "Well, I like that my boyfriend has an open mind, sexually speaking. After all, I can be quite the adventurous girl!"
The 'boyfriend' word gave me pause and I was the one now sitting with my mouth open, but Miya just got up and said, "I'm just going to freshen up a bit. Fancy some music while I'm away?" She strolled over to an MP3 dock and put on some easy listening and walked off to her bathroom.
I watched as she walked out of the room. Loving the way her pert arse cheeks rolled and jiggled beneath her dress. She looked all woman to me felt my cock beginning to stir. This had been a weird afternoon but I was enjoying myself and realised that I loved Miya's company. Maybe I really was her boyfriend.
Miya walked back in just as a love ballad came on and she sashayed over to me with a smile. Holding out one arm she beckoned me off my seat and drew me close for a dance.
I placed a hand at the small of her back as we moved together and I could feel the warmth of her body against mine. Miya pressed herself closer and played with the hair at my neck as she guided my head down towards hers for our first real kiss.
I was suddenly in a whole new world, kissing a woman who was a man, who was a woman ... and I was in heaven. With one kiss, Miya rocked me yet again. All my confusion and doubts and concerns seemed to melt away. Who cares about labels and language when all that matters is the person in our arms? Miya was a beautiful young woman. She was dancing with me. I was the luckiest guy in the world. What's more, I could feel that my cock was as hard as stone.
Our kiss deepened and I pressed my crotch against her belly as she put one hand onto my rear and fondled my arse. I copies Miya, wrapping both arms around her and cupping her lovely round arse cheeks -- feeling the firmness and heft of her twin globes.
"Ooh, John; what big hands you have" remarked Miya, as she pulled my body ever tighter against hers. She put her hands onto my waist and turned me round, backing me towards a straight backed chair and guiding me to sit.
Miya put her hands on my shoulders and leaned towards me as I sat. "I really like you John, but I don't want you to feel pressured or manipulated into doing anything you don't want. Are you sure you want this?"
I looked into Miya's dark brown eyes and smiled. She was right to ask. After all, I had been doubting myself all the way, right up to this point. However, now, just now, it all seemed so right. I was besotted by her. It didn't mater what Miya was -- a guy, a girl a Tgirl, whatever. All I knew was that I may be falling in love with the woman who was standing before me and I was ready to take whatever came next.
"Yes Miya. I'm sure. Why?"
"This is why, my lovely boy", said Miya as she stepped forward and sat herself down on my lap, hitching up her dress as she sat and thereby revealing her wonderful slender thighs.
Miya leaned towards me and, with one hand gently holding the back of my head, gave me a deep, languorous kiss. Her lips were full and soft and she tasted of toothpaste -- must have brushed her teeth while 'freshened up.' Thoughtful girl!
Her kisses were gentle at first; alternating gentle pecks and long, firmer pressing of lips against lips. Miya's eyes flashed with delight and her cheeks visibly reddened as her passion began to mount.
I let her set the pace and when Miya gently licked along my bottom lip, I responded in kind, gently pinching her lip between my teeth and feeling her sweet, warm breath as she gasped with pleasure.
As Miya's kisses became deeper and stronger our tongues entwined, thrusting and dancing together and our lips mashed together in a surge of desire. Soon we were kissing and licking at one another's lips and Miya surprised me by breaking off to give me long, slow lick along my face -- "Ha!" she exclaimed as she saw the surprise on my face. Then she was back for more deep kisses and slurping as our tongues wrestled and played together, mimicking the sexual dance we were now both longing for.
With one hand, Miya began stroking my chest, undoing the buttons on my shirt and running her palm over my bare flesh. She leaned down and kissed me there, licking along my breastbone with the flat of her tongue, her hair tickling me slightly and her nails now making sharp tracks along my skin.
I slid my hands down the neck of her dress, stroking her back, surprised and delighted by the lack of bra strap. I tried to lean forward to get more of her flesh in my hands but she pushed me back and stepped off me in order to kneel. "Scoot forward" she said as she pulled at my hips, urging me to slide my butt forward so that I was now semi-recumbent.
I did as asked and Miya stroked my thighs, gently kissing over my trousers until she reached my crotch. Miya nuzzled at my crotch, rubbing her cheek over the cloth and pressing down on my very hard cock. Then she started to undo my belt and very quickly had my chinos open. My cock made a very visible tent in the boxers I was wearing, with the head just visible through the button fly.
"Mmmmm ... lovely!" exclaimed Miya as she looked at my cock and then straight into my eyes. Smiling, she asked "Mind if I have a taste?"
Miya grasped my shaft in her hand and kissed gently at my peeking cock head. She then kissed along the cloth covered shaft, gently pulling and stroking my hard-on. Opening her mouth wide, Miya grabbed my shaft in her mouth and kissed along it until she reached the head, then she pulled back both my foreskin and my boxers to expose my glans and took me into her mouth. "Yummmmmm ..." said Miya, as she slurped and gobbled my dick. I was in heaven. Her technique was wonderful, sucking me and rolling her tongue over my glans as she rubbed and pulled at my shaft.
Using one hand, Miya started undoing my shirt buttons and I helped her, eager for her to have her way. Miya looked up at me, her cheeks hollowed as she sucked my cock and she smiled as she pulled back to release my cock. My shaft glistened with Miya's spit and she leaned forward to kiss up my belly and towards my nipples. She kissed one nipple and suckled in her mouth, taking gentle nips at me and giggling sweetly to herself. Then she was standing again.
"Come on, get 'em off!" spat Miya as she started pulling at my clothes. IS stood and pulled off my shirt, then my shoes, socks and trousers. My boxers were pulled down by Miya, who took the opportunity to grab my arse cheeks in her hands and give my dick a quick peck.
As she pulled my boxers down, Miya ran her hands along my thighs and cooed appreciatively. I was more aroused than I had ever been and put my hands onto her dress to help her out of it but Miya shooed me away with another of her disarming smiles -- "Not yet, lover boy!"
I stepped out of my boxers and Miya eased me back into the chair. "Now, where was I?"
My cock stood proud and hard, my foreskin pulled back and the glans a deep red colour. Miya smiled as she leaned over and cradled one side of my shaft with her hand as she gave the other side along, slow lick.
Miya then held my shaft in one hand as she gave a few quick licks to my cock head before taking me into her moth. She slowly eased her mouth down over m cock and started to bob her head up and down. As she did so she fondled my balls with her other hand and urged me to open my legs further so that she could get her free hand deep between my legs and stroke that sensitive spot between my balls and my arsehole.
I was leaning back into my chair now as Miya alternated between sucking my cock, bobbing her head up and down and rolling one hand up and down the shaft, and licking my balls. Every now and then. Miya took one of my balls into her mouth, slurping and sucking as she wound her tongue round my balls and licked me between arse and nuts. I was in heaven and could feel my cock swell with cum.
I warned her, "Miya, I'm gonna cum if you keep on" -- but Miya just looked up at me with a twinkle in her eye and eased her mouth over my cock, slowly taking my entire cock into her mouth until I could feel my glans rub against the back of her throat -- wow! What a girl!
I ran my fingers through Miya's hair and encouraged her to go faster as she began once more to bob and suck and roll her hand up and down on my cock. I could hear the slurp of her tongue and the smack of her lips on my flesh as she drove me to a frenzy and I couldn't resist pumping my hips to shove my cock in and out of her mouth.
Miya lifted her mouth off me as she pulled me further forward so she could get right between my legs and take my balls into her mouth -- both at once -- before returning to wanking and sucking me at the same time. Every time her hand pulled up I could feel it strike the rim of my cock head and sharp waves of intense pleasure ran right through my cock. Then her mouth would descend and her lips would pop round the rim of my cock head, repeating the same intense waves of pleasure. I could feel myself rising to a climax and so could Miya. With increasing speed, she sucked me and wanked me until my cock swelled with an almighty orgasm and I shot ropes of hot, salty cum into her mouth -- giving an almighty yell of sheer pleasure as I did so. Miya moaned in delight and pressed her mouth down onto me and let my cum jet into her mouth and throat,
As my cum subsided, Miya slipped my cock out of her mouth and ribbed it against her mouth and cheeks, allowing the last trickles of cum to coat her beautiful face. She looked up at me and smiled, allowing me to see the spunk that seeped out of her mouth and down her chin, though she swallowed as much as she could. "Thanks babe!" she said and then asked, "Ready for a kiss?"
What could I say but 'Yes!"
Miya leaned up and I helped her up as she pressed her lips against mine and we opened our mouths to share a sloppy, slurpy, cum-filled wet kiss. It was heavenly!
Miya breathed a contented sigh as she sat herself back on my lap and wrapped her arms about my neck. We cuddled like that for a few minutes before she spoke. "That was a lot of fun, lover boy." Then we just sat there for some time. Silent and warm and cuddled together -- I didn't even notice that I was still butt-naked.
Eventually, Miya stirred. "I need a drink." She got off me and went to her kitchen to get a glass of water. This time I followed her out of the room.
As Miya leaned over the sink, filling her glass I wrapped my arms around her from behind and kissed her on the neck. While she drank, I leaned in further and kissed her some more. I felt my cock grow as I leaned into Miya's body, her firm arse cheeks pressing back at me and causing my cock to slip into that delightful cleft where they met. Miya leaned her head back and I nuzzled at her beautiful neck, alternating kisses with little bites and licks.
I whispered, "Did I say thank you for that lovely blowjob, Miya?" "Uh-uh" she replied. "Well I am. And I'd like to show you my appreciation." Miya giggled at that comment and turned her head a little, still taking sips from her glass. "You're such dope, John. I don't need you to be grateful, I loved playing with you. Hell, I love just hanging out with you." Kissing Miya the cheek I leaned my face into her hair and took a deep breath. "Miya, you smell so fine. I could spend all day just snuggled close to you." Miya laughed that girly laugh of hers and turned back to the sink. "... But if you wanted to show how much you enjoyed yourself, I'd be stupid not to let you!"
"Come on then, naked lover boy!" And with that, Miya grabbed my hand and led me out of the kitchen and into her bedroom. Leading me to the bed, Miya motioned me to sit and then stood in front of me, hands on her hips. "One last time, lover boy. You sure you want this?"
I looked up at Miya - "Miya, I think I'm falling in love with you. I very much want this." Pulling her close to myself I kissed her on the belly, through her dress. I wrapped my hands around her arse and fondled her gorgeous cheeks. Her arse was firm and pert, with each cheek fitting comfortably in one palm. "Turn around please, Miya."
Miya giggled and did a little skip as she turned about and bent over slightly, pushing her butt towards me. I hooked my thumbs over the hem of Miya's dress and ran a hand up each thigh, uncovering her legs as I did so. Her beautiful rear appeared and I saw she was wearing cute little knickers -- pink with a black lace trim -- and they did a great job of showing off her lovely, pert arse. Her butt cheeks were flawless, pale and wonderfully curved, like two small melon halves. Though she wastall -- maybe 6'2"at most, Miya had lovely legs, with beautifully toned thighs firm, yet soft-skinned soft to my touch. I ran my hands up those gorgeous highs and grabbed her arse cheeks, marveling a the heft and delightful resistance of her muscles as I squeezed and rolled and squeezed her flesh.
Unable to resist any longer, I leaned forward as she thrust back and kissed her arse. Heaven! I kissed and licked and fondled my way over her rear and down her thighs and Miya moaned in appreciation. Grabbing a handful of butt cheek I took a gentle bite at her arse and rolled my tongue over her flesh, marveling at its smoothness and dizzy with pleasure at finally getting my mouth on her.
I pushed Miya's dress further up and kissed her lower back, pulling her closer with a hand round on her abdomen. It was at that moment that the edge of my hand brushed against something stiff and I realised that I had just touched her cock!
Miya jumped at the touch and gasped, "Baby! You found my girly clit; you are a clever boy!" I was just about to take another pass over her lower belly when Miya stood up straight and stepped away from me, letting her dress fall back to thigh level.
Turning to face me again, Miya looked dreamily at me and said, "You've no idea how long I've been waiting for this John. I think almost from that first day we met, I've been dying to show you to myself and feel you touch my clitty." With that, she put hr hands up her dress hem and started to pull down her knickers. A large bulge appeared in the front of her dress as she did so and I knew I'd see her in all her glory.
"Here I am, darling, please be nice to me" whispered Miya as she stepped forward into my outstretched arms.
I pulled Miya towards myself and kissed her belly, before slowly raising the hem of her dress until her beautiful cock was revealed. Wow!
I have never really considered whether a cock could be beautiful. I was so familiar with my own -- it was just there, pale and stiff and familiar. What Miya had was a thing of beauty indeed. Call it a clit or a cock -- it was magnificent and I wanted to adore her for it. Miya's Tgirl clit was about six inched in length (I had a rough guide with my own just-over seven inches) and about as three inches or so in thickness -- uncut and beautifully erect. Her foreskin was drawn back and her glans sparkled with a sheen of precum. "You like, John?" asked Miya and I could only mumble in appreciation and nod my head gently. Wow!
"Touch me, if you like" urged Miya and I stretched out the flat of my palm to cup her from below, running my fingers over her tight ball sac and up the underside of her shaft, until I curved my fingers round the top of her clit and ran my palm over her cockhead. Miya moaned in pleasure.
Taking her cock in hand, I leaned forward and rubber her over my face, running my cheeks against her and wrapping my tongue round her shaft as I pulled and squeezed upwards to the beautiful ridge where her glans stood proud from the erect body of her wonderful cock. Now I cupped my hands round her arse cheeks again and let my tongue work.
I licked Miya up the underside of her shaft, and ran my tongue around the beautiful smoothness of her cock head. I could taste the sharp tang of her precum and smell her musky odour.
Letting my saliva gather round that beautiful pinkish purple knob of hers I opened my mouth and swallowed her. I pulled Miya tight against myself as I let her shaft bury itself in my mouth, closing my lips around the bottom of her cock shaft and letting her glans rub against my the roof of my mouth. Miya moaned and writhed in pleasure -- gently pushing her clitty against my mouth.
I'd never given anyone else a blowjob before, but figured that I'd be okay if I did for Miya what I liked for myself, So I started to bob my head up and down and then lifted off her to stroke her clitty and pump my hand up and down her shaft.
"Oh John, I'm gonna ... I feel so ... John, that's just sooooooo lovely!" gasped Miya as she pulled my head towards her aroused Tgirl clitty.
Miya looked up at me and asked "John, can we try something ... please?" I pulled away from her and she guided me back onto the bed. "Sit upright, darling, back against the headboard. I just want to try something I've so long imagined doing with you ... Do you mind?"
"Whatever you want, sweetie .. back like this?" I sat back against the headboard, my legs outstretched and my own cock standing proud between my legs -- boy, I never imagined this would be such fun!
Miya knelt on the bed and I quickly realised what she had in mind. Pulling her dress over her head and off, she crawled towards me and then stood, stepping closer and lining up her stiff clitty with my mouth. "Oh, darling!" cooed Miya as she leaned one hand against the wall behind me and gently pressed her aroused organ against my lips. I opened my mouth and she began to thrust.
I was in heaven, Miya's beautiful cock was in my mouth and my hands wrapped themselves around her gorgeous butt cheeks. I squeezed and rolled her arse cheeks as she thrust in and out of my mouth. A sheen of sweat was visible on her belly and I could hear Miya panting softly as she fucked me, steadily thrusting in and out and repeatedly gasping "Fuck, fuck fuck .... Oh John, that' is so fucking good!"
With one hand I held onto one of Miya's arse cheeks, to help guide her and keep her steady, and my other hand searched up her belly to fondle her tits. Her breasts were small, with swollen pink areolae that looked like little cupcakes, on the end of which she had beautifully thick nipples. I felt Miya's arse clench and unclench as she thrust in and out of my mouth and it was difficult to keep hold of her breasts but she was clearly enjoying herself.
Suddenly Miya's pace quickened and I tried my best to keep my teeth from grazing her knobhead as she fucked me in the mouth, harder and faster as her cum boiled within her balls. All at once, Miya thrust with a speed that surprised me and screamed in sheer orgasmic pleasure as she came, spurting thick globs of hot, salty cum into my mouth -- and I was deliriously happy!
Her orgasmic spasms continued for several minutes and she kept making gentle thrusts as she enjoyed herself with my mouth.
When her body began to slump against me I placed a hand around her hip and pushed her away from myself so I could hold her shrinking cock in my other hand, pulling her foreskin down so I could lick around her clitty head and lick my way down her shaft so that I could suckle on her balls.
Taking the whole of her clitty into my mouth I sucked and rolled my tongue around her, grabbing her arse and pulling her tight against my mouth. Miya laughed at my boldness and ruffled my hair with one hand. "Oh John baby, that was just so fabulous! Who knew you'd be so good at this?" She laughed that gentle laugh of hers and pulled away from me so that she could lie down against me. He body was glowing, and incredibly hot.
"No, darling, You're the one who's so good. That was one of the best things I've ever done -- you taste delicious."
"Ha! You're all mine now. I'm never letting go of someone so good at making me feel so ... dreamy!
As she leaned against me, Miya absent mindedly played with my cock, which was still as hard as ever, and we lay there together, silently enjoying one another's presence. Miya may have had a long, hard Tgirl clitty to offer me but she was the most feminine woman I had ever known and I thanked my lucky stars that I had met her that day in Old Compton Street.
As the moments passed, Miya began to rub and stroke my cock more firmly and turned to kiss me. "Suck my tits, John. They need your lovely mouth on them."
I leaned down and ran my tongue around her right nipple, fondling her small breast in my right hand and drawing her flesh to a point, so I could suckle the whole of her areola and nipple into my mouth. "Oh, John ... that's so fucking nice! You can bite if you like, gently though, babe." So I did. I bit gently on her stiff nipple and used my hand to pinch the other with my fingertips.
Miya kissed me, pushing her tongue deep into my mouth. She still tasted of my cum and I returned the probing of her tongue with my own. Our mouths were wide open and we were panting together as our lips mashed together and our spit drooled down onto our chins. She could be a messy kisser -- which I loved!
Miya's hand grasped my cock firmly as she panted into my mouth -- "I need you John. I want you to make me your woman, I want to feel you inside me ... now!" With that, she turned to a bedside cabinet and pulled out a small jar of lubricant. "Now, let's just get you ready, darling."
Miya squirted some lube onto her hand and started rubbing it into my cock, making sure to liberally coat the shaft and head alike. "Baby. I can't wait to feel you inside me ... you have such a gorgeous cock!"
Miya turned round and lay face down on the bed, thrusting her arse into the air and tucking her knees beneath her. "Fuck me, darling." I was keen to have my way with Miya but wanted one last bite of her delicious arse, So I first knelt forward and kissed her gorgeous buns, before licking her cheeks and then, using the flat of my tongue, I licked her along her arse cleft, from her balls up to and over the beautiful rosebud of her arsehole. "Mmmmmm" murmured Miya as I licked up and down on her arsehole, occasionally using the tip of my tongue to play with her hole. Then, taking a little more lube onto my hand and making sure my dick was nice and wet, I nudged forward until my cockhead rested against Miya's bum.
I ran my cockhead around her arsehole before starting to push gently. Miya gave a deep sigh of contentment and whispered, "Yes, baby, yes. Push your gorgeous cock into my pussy, fuck me, darling."
I pushed a bit harder and felt the head of my cock pop into Miya's arse, the tight ring of her sphincter grabbing hold of me just behind the ridge of my glans and making me swoon with delight. The feeling was ecstatic.
I pressed forwards and was soon inching into Miya. Her pussy grabbed me and welcomed me and I was home, my belly now tight against her arse cheeks. Taking hold of her with one hand on her rear, I stared to fuck my wonderful Miya. As I fucked her, Miya pushed and rolled with me, fucking me right back with her fabulously tight Tgirl pussy.
We moved as one. Pushing and pulling, rolling and writhing as we fucked and fucked and fucked. Miya's moans echoing mine as we built up a steady pace. Miya's clitty was hard again and I tried to play with her but she brushed m away -- "No, John, just fuck me, that's what I really need right now." So I did. I fucked her with increasing pace and firmness and the sound of flesh slapping against flesh soon filled the room. Miya's back was shiny with sweat, which trickled down the crease of her arse and added to the lubrication.
Suddenly, Miya pulled away and turned onto her back, raising her legs into the air and pulling her butt cheeks apart so I could more easily access her puss. "Like this, John darling. So I can see your face as we fuck."
I crawled between her legs and sank my cock into Miya with one thrust -- boy was she wet! Miya rested her ankles against my chest as I began fucking her again. I leaned over to kiss and suckle her toes -- as many as I could reach -- while my hands ran over her gorgeous thighs and down to her beautiful, hard, clitty. We fucked like a couple possessed. Me banging hard into her and roaring with pleasure each time my cock sank into her and she thrusting her arse forward each time I pushed, so that I could get as deep into her as possible. With one hand, Miya played with her clit and with the other she fondled a breast, pinching her nipple and pulling it out further than I would dared have done. But she was lost in the moment, as was I.
We fucked and fucked, pushing and withdrawing, moaning and gasping as our bodies moved in rapid motion, fucking and fucking and fucking. Then I felt my cum building up in my cock and I yelled -- "I'm gonna come, Miya, I'm gonna come!"
"In me! In me! Don't you dare fucking pull out!" she yelled in response and her arse pumped ever quicker against me as she pumped her clitty ever faster too.
Suddenly I was there. My cock swelled and I could no longer hold back. My cock burst with cum, spewing my seed deep into Miya's pussy and gleaming with a mixture of our juices. The cum spilled over, out of her pussy hole and onto her arse, frothing and white as I continued to fuck her, slowing in order to catch every moment of pleasure I could. Suddenly, Miya gasped out "Oh, oh, here I cum too!" and she erupted a jet of semen into the air, which landed in globs on her belly and breasts. I stretched out a hand to scoop up some of her cum and thrust my fingers into my mouth -- "Delicious!"
We rocked together, gently fucking as our orgasms subsided, or faces flush with pleasure and our bodies drenched in sweat, My cock eventually shrank and slipped out of Miya and I allowed myself to slump forward, gently leaning onto my darling, her cum sliding against my own torso as I did so. Miya put a hand around my head, running her fingers through my hair as I kissed her on the cheek.
"That was so yummy, John." I had to agree. As I laid there beside her, feeling the warmth of our orgasmic glow, I had to admit that it had indeed been very yummy.
This girl had truly rocked me. She rocked my ideas, my notions of love and sex and my emotions. She was my perfect woman and I was irrevocably in love
Story written by John Alister, based on our conversations and my reviews.
"A chance encounter"
I first saw Miya on a warm and bright Autumn morning as I walked through Soho, from Greek Street to Cambridge Circus. She was standing in front of Ed's Diner on Old Compton Street and was a delight to behold. She was about 6'and had a slender build, and a pretty face with full lips, lovely dark eyes and a straight, shoulder length, haircut.
Miya was dressed simply in a patterned red knitted top with a scallop neck (showing off her lovely collar bone and shoulder tops and the gentle curve of her small but sexy bust), a short black skirt and Dr Martens. Her legs were bare and smooth and slender, inviting my gaze to follow them to the hem of her skirt and my mind to imagine what treasure lay but a few inches further.
Slowing my pace I offered a smile but she seemed to look right past me. I walked on but couldn't help looking back at her and the lovely curve of her rear. The beautiful young woman seemed to be waiting for someone and I could see that her lower lip was caught between her teeth -- was she trying to suppress a sob?
Taking the risk that my intentions might be misunderstood I stepped over to the woman and asked if she was okay. "No .. I'm fine" she muttered. She was clearly upset though and quickly added, "I've been waiting for someone but think he's just not coming. He was meant to be here over half an hour ago, he's not answering his phone and I don't know what to do. Why couldn't he just say that he wasn't going to come?"
I tried to reassure her. "Don't be upset, there's any number of reasons he could just be late. I'm sure no one in their right mind would leave someone as pretty as you hanging around waiting unless there was a really good reason." I immediately wished that I hadn't been so forward but this was one of the most gorgeous women I'd ever seen and I guess I did have ulterior motives after all. Fortunately for me the young woman smiled, so I pressed on.
Pointing to some tables outside a restaurant along the road, I said "Look, I'm on a break and could do with the company, so why don't we have a sit down over there and have a coffee or something. If you're hungry we could have some lunch. You can keep an eye out for your date from there and rest your feet at the same time." I quickly put out my hand and said, "I'm John. Your name is ...?"
The vision in red put her hand in mine and said, "I'm Miya". So it began. Our drink did turn into lunch and the dopey guy Miya was waiting for never did turn up. I couldn't believe my luck and I was pleasantly surprised at how easily we got on.
By the end of our lunch Miya and I were laughing and chatting like old friends and her date was almost entirely forgotten. However he did eventually call, only to get an earful from Miya -- my luck was in!
I had to get back to work but we made arrangements to meet again. Our second date turned into a third and the third into a fourth, during which we found ourselves taking a walk in Hyde Park.
I was dressed in Chinos and a blue polo shirt, while Miya was wearing a flowery sleeveless summer dress and we walked hand in hand, chatting and laughing until Miya suddenly became serious and asked if we could sit for a moment Spotting a bench at the side of the path we sat down and she turned to me, grasping both my hands in hers.
"John I've really enjoyed spending time with you and I still can't believe how that jerk left me waiting for him, but you cam along, my knight in shining armour and turned a horrible situation into something quite lovely. Thank you for that and thank you for ..."
I interrupted Miya, "You don't need to thank me. I've loved spending time with you."
"Well, thank you anyway, John. I'm sorry, but, though it's been fun, I'm afraid you're not going to like what I have to say. You see, I'm not quite the girl you might think I am. You do think I'm a girl, don't you?"
"Wha...? Of course I do! What else could you be? Have you seen yourself?"
"Oh John, I know how you see me and I know that you like me. I like you too, which is why it's time for some hard truths, cher."
"Okay, you're beginning to freak me you a little now Miya. What's going on and why are you looking so worried -- have you got some deep dark secret that you think will make me not like you any more?"
Miya bit her lower lip and took a deep breath as she put one hand on my arm and began to tell me her secret.
"John, I know that I look all girly and I guess you're not spending time with me because you're still trying to help me get over that idiot who stood me up on a date. I mean, I guess you're also into all this." She waved one hand up and down in front of herself and I gave a wry smile.
"Well, I really am not what I appear to be. This body, the way I look, is the result of hard work and hormones." Miya moved closer to me, close enough for her thigh to press against mine and spread its warmth all the way up to my crotch. "Thing is, John, I was born as a boy" -- Miya paused to let those words sink in -- "but I always felt like a girl, and as I grew up the feelings within me grew stronger and stronger."
Miya's eyes were welling up with tears as she looked at me and continued -- "Once I turned sixteen I started on what my doctor calls 'a journey of transformation'. I got counseling, then hormone treatment and the idea was that I would eventually go all the way and have surgery to become a woman.
I don't know about all that 'journey' stuff, because I discovered that I love being just as I am now. I love that my more girly figure fits the way I feel inside but I also really like that I have some boy parts. Now that last bit's weird because you'd think I'd want to go all the way and become all woman but I don't like the idea of the surgery and, what can I say, I just love myself as I am right now."
It struck me that Miya had blurted out that last bit, she seemed to want it to all to come out in a rush. I guess she was afraid of how I'd react to her revelations. So, gently taking hold of her hands I said "Miya, just slow down. Take your time. I'm not a cut and run sort of guy, so just take your time."
This seemed to calm her down and she relaxed her shoulders as she said, "Sorry John. I'm not used to telling people all this stuff. Especially someone I like."
"Well I like you too, Miya. Now I'm not sure how to deal with all this but I do like you and I'm not going anywhere. Why don't we go somewhere and have a coffee or something and you can take your time to tell me everything at your own pace."
Seeing that I really wasn't going to run away, Miya seemed to perk up and remarked, "What, just a coffee? I tell you my deepest secret and all I get is a coffee?"
I was confused but Miya now seemed amused. She smiled that wry smile of hers and told we could go back to her place. "So long as you promise to be a gentleman!" she remarked.
That was a surprise. Now I was off-balance. Miya still looked every inch the beautiful and slender girl I had fancied that first day in Old Compton Street, yet now I knew that as she walked beside me she also had the same bits between her legs that did. Was I a bad guy for thinking like that? Could I really keep dating her, even though she wasn't a 'real woman'. What would my friends say if they found out?
Miya saw that I wasn't paying attention to her so caught hold of my arm and pulled herself closer to me. The instant she did this I caught a whiff of her perfume, felt her soft breasts press against my arm and all my concerns seemed to melt away. Her voice rose and fell like a melody in my ears and her girlish mannerisms melted my heart. What could I say? She really did rock me.
A short trip on the Jubilee Line took us to Miya's flat in South Harrow. A charming two bedroom place adorned with bare wooden floors, film posters and lots of photos of Miya and her family and friends. Miya showed me around and then pottered about making coffee as I scanned her music and DVD collection.
We chatted idly until she came back into her lounge and sat opposite me on an easy chair. I took a sip from the cup she handed me and was surprised. "Irish coffee?"
She laughed and said, "Well at least I've given you some alcohol. You would have palmed me off with just coffee!"
From there we fell into easy conversation, during which Miya told me about the nightmare dates she'd had -- "So many fuckwits out there, John!" She revealed how one guy had been all talk, keen to meet and dirty talking until they were alone, when he'd become evasive and run off after making some excuse about wanting to get her a gift he'd left in his car. I laughed along with her but could see that the memories were painful too and my admiration for the Miya grew as I learned just how much she'd had to endure in becoming herself.
Suddenly, Miya asked me if I'd ever met another girl like her. I was unsure how to reply. I was even unsure of the language I should use. How did she refer to herself. "Oh don't be silly, John" Said Miya when I revealed my uncertainty. I know what I am, don't much mind what you call me but my preferred term is 'TGirl', or just 'girl'. After all, that's how I feel inside and I know that's how I look outside too."
"Okay then Miya. I've met a few Tgirls now and then. I used to have coffee in a nice little coffee shop cum bookshop on Endell Street in Covent Garden. All sorts of folk frequented that place and I sometimes ended up sharing a table with some girls ... how can I put it? ... whose provenance I couldn't quite place."
Miya laughed at my clumsy turn of phrase and went on to ask if I'd ever had any same-sex experiences. I found myself being honest with her about my college fumblings with a roommate, which started when we'd found ourselves feeling horny after watching a hot move and getting ourselves turned on by talking about our favourite sexual experiences. I even mentioned that access to online porn led me to surprise myself because I found transsexual porn clips pretty arousing. However, I'd never done anything more than a bit of mutual jerking off.
Miya seemed amused by my various revelations and she chipped in with occasional 'oohs' and 'aahs' and sometimes cupped her hands over her mouth in mock horror at what I was saying. Once I'd finished, she remarked, "Well, I like that my boyfriend has an open mind, sexually speaking. After all, I can be quite the adventurous girl!"
The 'boyfriend' word gave me pause and I was the one now sitting with my mouth open, but Miya just got up and said, "I'm just going to freshen up a bit. Fancy some music while I'm away?" She strolled over to an MP3 dock and put on some easy listening and walked off to her bathroom.
I watched as she walked out of the room. Loving the way her pert arse cheeks rolled and jiggled beneath her dress. She looked all woman to me felt my cock beginning to stir. This had been a weird afternoon but I was enjoying myself and realised that I loved Miya's company. Maybe I really was her boyfriend.
Miya walked back in just as a love ballad came on and she sashayed over to me with a smile. Holding out one arm she beckoned me off my seat and drew me close for a dance.
I placed a hand at the small of her back as we moved together and I could feel the warmth of her body against mine. Miya pressed herself closer and played with the hair at my neck as she guided my head down towards hers for our first real kiss.
I was suddenly in a whole new world, kissing a woman who was a man, who was a woman ... and I was in heaven. With one kiss, Miya rocked me yet again. All my confusion and doubts and concerns seemed to melt away. Who cares about labels and language when all that matters is the person in our arms? Miya was a beautiful young woman. She was dancing with me. I was the luckiest guy in the world. What's more, I could feel that my cock was as hard as stone.
Our kiss deepened and I pressed my crotch against her belly as she put one hand onto my rear and fondled my arse. I copies Miya, wrapping both arms around her and cupping her lovely round arse cheeks -- feeling the firmness and heft of her twin globes.
"Ooh, John; what big hands you have" remarked Miya, as she pulled my body ever tighter against hers. She put her hands onto my waist and turned me round, backing me towards a straight backed chair and guiding me to sit.
Miya put her hands on my shoulders and leaned towards me as I sat. "I really like you John, but I don't want you to feel pressured or manipulated into doing anything you don't want. Are you sure you want this?"
I looked into Miya's dark brown eyes and smiled. She was right to ask. After all, I had been doubting myself all the way, right up to this point. However, now, just now, it all seemed so right. I was besotted by her. It didn't mater what Miya was -- a guy, a girl a Tgirl, whatever. All I knew was that I may be falling in love with the woman who was standing before me and I was ready to take whatever came next.
"Yes Miya. I'm sure. Why?"
"This is why, my lovely boy", said Miya as she stepped forward and sat herself down on my lap, hitching up her dress as she sat and thereby revealing her wonderful slender thighs.
Miya leaned towards me and, with one hand gently holding the back of my head, gave me a deep, languorous kiss. Her lips were full and soft and she tasted of toothpaste -- must have brushed her teeth while 'freshened up.' Thoughtful girl!
Her kisses were gentle at first; alternating gentle pecks and long, firmer pressing of lips against lips. Miya's eyes flashed with delight and her cheeks visibly reddened as her passion began to mount.
I let her set the pace and when Miya gently licked along my bottom lip, I responded in kind, gently pinching her lip between my teeth and feeling her sweet, warm breath as she gasped with pleasure.
As Miya's kisses became deeper and stronger our tongues entwined, thrusting and dancing together and our lips mashed together in a surge of desire. Soon we were kissing and licking at one another's lips and Miya surprised me by breaking off to give me long, slow lick along my face -- "Ha!" she exclaimed as she saw the surprise on my face. Then she was back for more deep kisses and slurping as our tongues wrestled and played together, mimicking the sexual dance we were now both longing for.
With one hand, Miya began stroking my chest, undoing the buttons on my shirt and running her palm over my bare flesh. She leaned down and kissed me there, licking along my breastbone with the flat of her tongue, her hair tickling me slightly and her nails now making sharp tracks along my skin.
I slid my hands down the neck of her dress, stroking her back, surprised and delighted by the lack of bra strap. I tried to lean forward to get more of her flesh in my hands but she pushed me back and stepped off me in order to kneel. "Scoot forward" she said as she pulled at my hips, urging me to slide my butt forward so that I was now semi-recumbent.
I did as asked and Miya stroked my thighs, gently kissing over my trousers until she reached my crotch. Miya nuzzled at my crotch, rubbing her cheek over the cloth and pressing down on my very hard cock. Then she started to undo my belt and very quickly had my chinos open. My cock made a very visible tent in the boxers I was wearing, with the head just visible through the button fly.
"Mmmmm ... lovely!" exclaimed Miya as she looked at my cock and then straight into my eyes. Smiling, she asked "Mind if I have a taste?"
Miya grasped my shaft in her hand and kissed gently at my peeking cock head. She then kissed along the cloth covered shaft, gently pulling and stroking my hard-on. Opening her mouth wide, Miya grabbed my shaft in her mouth and kissed along it until she reached the head, then she pulled back both my foreskin and my boxers to expose my glans and took me into her mouth. "Yummmmmm ..." said Miya, as she slurped and gobbled my dick. I was in heaven. Her technique was wonderful, sucking me and rolling her tongue over my glans as she rubbed and pulled at my shaft.
Using one hand, Miya started undoing my shirt buttons and I helped her, eager for her to have her way. Miya looked up at me, her cheeks hollowed as she sucked my cock and she smiled as she pulled back to release my cock. My shaft glistened with Miya's spit and she leaned forward to kiss up my belly and towards my nipples. She kissed one nipple and suckled in her mouth, taking gentle nips at me and giggling sweetly to herself. Then she was standing again.
"Come on, get 'em off!" spat Miya as she started pulling at my clothes. IS stood and pulled off my shirt, then my shoes, socks and trousers. My boxers were pulled down by Miya, who took the opportunity to grab my arse cheeks in her hands and give my dick a quick peck.
As she pulled my boxers down, Miya ran her hands along my thighs and cooed appreciatively. I was more aroused than I had ever been and put my hands onto her dress to help her out of it but Miya shooed me away with another of her disarming smiles -- "Not yet, lover boy!"
I stepped out of my boxers and Miya eased me back into the chair. "Now, where was I?"
My cock stood proud and hard, my foreskin pulled back and the glans a deep red colour. Miya smiled as she leaned over and cradled one side of my shaft with her hand as she gave the other side along, slow lick.
Miya then held my shaft in one hand as she gave a few quick licks to my cock head before taking me into her moth. She slowly eased her mouth down over m cock and started to bob her head up and down. As she did so she fondled my balls with her other hand and urged me to open my legs further so that she could get her free hand deep between my legs and stroke that sensitive spot between my balls and my arsehole.
I was leaning back into my chair now as Miya alternated between sucking my cock, bobbing her head up and down and rolling one hand up and down the shaft, and licking my balls. Every now and then. Miya took one of my balls into her mouth, slurping and sucking as she wound her tongue round my balls and licked me between arse and nuts. I was in heaven and could feel my cock swell with cum.
I warned her, "Miya, I'm gonna cum if you keep on" -- but Miya just looked up at me with a twinkle in her eye and eased her mouth over my cock, slowly taking my entire cock into her mouth until I could feel my glans rub against the back of her throat -- wow! What a girl!
I ran my fingers through Miya's hair and encouraged her to go faster as she began once more to bob and suck and roll her hand up and down on my cock. I could hear the slurp of her tongue and the smack of her lips on my flesh as she drove me to a frenzy and I couldn't resist pumping my hips to shove my cock in and out of her mouth.
Miya lifted her mouth off me as she pulled me further forward so she could get right between my legs and take my balls into her mouth -- both at once -- before returning to wanking and sucking me at the same time. Every time her hand pulled up I could feel it strike the rim of my cock head and sharp waves of intense pleasure ran right through my cock. Then her mouth would descend and her lips would pop round the rim of my cock head, repeating the same intense waves of pleasure. I could feel myself rising to a climax and so could Miya. With increasing speed, she sucked me and wanked me until my cock swelled with an almighty orgasm and I shot ropes of hot, salty cum into her mouth -- giving an almighty yell of sheer pleasure as I did so. Miya moaned in delight and pressed her mouth down onto me and let my cum jet into her mouth and throat,
As my cum subsided, Miya slipped my cock out of her mouth and ribbed it against her mouth and cheeks, allowing the last trickles of cum to coat her beautiful face. She looked up at me and smiled, allowing me to see the spunk that seeped out of her mouth and down her chin, though she swallowed as much as she could. "Thanks babe!" she said and then asked, "Ready for a kiss?"
What could I say but 'Yes!"
Miya leaned up and I helped her up as she pressed her lips against mine and we opened our mouths to share a sloppy, slurpy, cum-filled wet kiss. It was heavenly!
Miya breathed a contented sigh as she sat herself back on my lap and wrapped her arms about my neck. We cuddled like that for a few minutes before she spoke. "That was a lot of fun, lover boy." Then we just sat there for some time. Silent and warm and cuddled together -- I didn't even notice that I was still butt-naked.
Eventually, Miya stirred. "I need a drink." She got off me and went to her kitchen to get a glass of water. This time I followed her out of the room.
As Miya leaned over the sink, filling her glass I wrapped my arms around her from behind and kissed her on the neck. While she drank, I leaned in further and kissed her some more. I felt my cock grow as I leaned into Miya's body, her firm arse cheeks pressing back at me and causing my cock to slip into that delightful cleft where they met. Miya leaned her head back and I nuzzled at her beautiful neck, alternating kisses with little bites and licks.
I whispered, "Did I say thank you for that lovely blowjob, Miya?" "Uh-uh" she replied. "Well I am. And I'd like to show you my appreciation." Miya giggled at that comment and turned her head a little, still taking sips from her glass. "You're such dope, John. I don't need you to be grateful, I loved playing with you. Hell, I love just hanging out with you." Kissing Miya the cheek I leaned my face into her hair and took a deep breath. "Miya, you smell so fine. I could spend all day just snuggled close to you." Miya laughed that girly laugh of hers and turned back to the sink. "... But if you wanted to show how much you enjoyed yourself, I'd be stupid not to let you!"
"Come on then, naked lover boy!" And with that, Miya grabbed my hand and led me out of the kitchen and into her bedroom. Leading me to the bed, Miya motioned me to sit and then stood in front of me, hands on her hips. "One last time, lover boy. You sure you want this?"
I looked up at Miya - "Miya, I think I'm falling in love with you. I very much want this." Pulling her close to myself I kissed her on the belly, through her dress. I wrapped my hands around her arse and fondled her gorgeous cheeks. Her arse was firm and pert, with each cheek fitting comfortably in one palm. "Turn around please, Miya."
Miya giggled and did a little skip as she turned about and bent over slightly, pushing her butt towards me. I hooked my thumbs over the hem of Miya's dress and ran a hand up each thigh, uncovering her legs as I did so. Her beautiful rear appeared and I saw she was wearing cute little knickers -- pink with a black lace trim -- and they did a great job of showing off her lovely, pert arse. Her butt cheeks were flawless, pale and wonderfully curved, like two small melon halves. Though she wastall -- maybe 6'2"at most, Miya had lovely legs, with beautifully toned thighs firm, yet soft-skinned soft to my touch. I ran my hands up those gorgeous highs and grabbed her arse cheeks, marveling a the heft and delightful resistance of her muscles as I squeezed and rolled and squeezed her flesh.
Unable to resist any longer, I leaned forward as she thrust back and kissed her arse. Heaven! I kissed and licked and fondled my way over her rear and down her thighs and Miya moaned in appreciation. Grabbing a handful of butt cheek I took a gentle bite at her arse and rolled my tongue over her flesh, marveling at its smoothness and dizzy with pleasure at finally getting my mouth on her.
I pushed Miya's dress further up and kissed her lower back, pulling her closer with a hand round on her abdomen. It was at that moment that the edge of my hand brushed against something stiff and I realised that I had just touched her cock!
Miya jumped at the touch and gasped, "Baby! You found my girly clit; you are a clever boy!" I was just about to take another pass over her lower belly when Miya stood up straight and stepped away from me, letting her dress fall back to thigh level.
Turning to face me again, Miya looked dreamily at me and said, "You've no idea how long I've been waiting for this John. I think almost from that first day we met, I've been dying to show you to myself and feel you touch my clitty." With that, she put hr hands up her dress hem and started to pull down her knickers. A large bulge appeared in the front of her dress as she did so and I knew I'd see her in all her glory.
"Here I am, darling, please be nice to me" whispered Miya as she stepped forward into my outstretched arms.
I pulled Miya towards myself and kissed her belly, before slowly raising the hem of her dress until her beautiful cock was revealed. Wow!
I have never really considered whether a cock could be beautiful. I was so familiar with my own -- it was just there, pale and stiff and familiar. What Miya had was a thing of beauty indeed. Call it a clit or a cock -- it was magnificent and I wanted to adore her for it. Miya's Tgirl clit was about six inched in length (I had a rough guide with my own just-over seven inches) and about as three inches or so in thickness -- uncut and beautifully erect. Her foreskin was drawn back and her glans sparkled with a sheen of precum. "You like, John?" asked Miya and I could only mumble in appreciation and nod my head gently. Wow!
"Touch me, if you like" urged Miya and I stretched out the flat of my palm to cup her from below, running my fingers over her tight ball sac and up the underside of her shaft, until I curved my fingers round the top of her clit and ran my palm over her cockhead. Miya moaned in pleasure.
Taking her cock in hand, I leaned forward and rubber her over my face, running my cheeks against her and wrapping my tongue round her shaft as I pulled and squeezed upwards to the beautiful ridge where her glans stood proud from the erect body of her wonderful cock. Now I cupped my hands round her arse cheeks again and let my tongue work.
I licked Miya up the underside of her shaft, and ran my tongue around the beautiful smoothness of her cock head. I could taste the sharp tang of her precum and smell her musky odour.
Letting my saliva gather round that beautiful pinkish purple knob of hers I opened my mouth and swallowed her. I pulled Miya tight against myself as I let her shaft bury itself in my mouth, closing my lips around the bottom of her cock shaft and letting her glans rub against my the roof of my mouth. Miya moaned and writhed in pleasure -- gently pushing her clitty against my mouth.
I'd never given anyone else a blowjob before, but figured that I'd be okay if I did for Miya what I liked for myself, So I started to bob my head up and down and then lifted off her to stroke her clitty and pump my hand up and down her shaft.
"Oh John, I'm gonna ... I feel so ... John, that's just sooooooo lovely!" gasped Miya as she pulled my head towards her aroused Tgirl clitty.
Miya looked up at me and asked "John, can we try something ... please?" I pulled away from her and she guided me back onto the bed. "Sit upright, darling, back against the headboard. I just want to try something I've so long imagined doing with you ... Do you mind?"
"Whatever you want, sweetie .. back like this?" I sat back against the headboard, my legs outstretched and my own cock standing proud between my legs -- boy, I never imagined this would be such fun!
Miya knelt on the bed and I quickly realised what she had in mind. Pulling her dress over her head and off, she crawled towards me and then stood, stepping closer and lining up her stiff clitty with my mouth. "Oh, darling!" cooed Miya as she leaned one hand against the wall behind me and gently pressed her aroused organ against my lips. I opened my mouth and she began to thrust.
I was in heaven, Miya's beautiful cock was in my mouth and my hands wrapped themselves around her gorgeous butt cheeks. I squeezed and rolled her arse cheeks as she thrust in and out of my mouth. A sheen of sweat was visible on her belly and I could hear Miya panting softly as she fucked me, steadily thrusting in and out and repeatedly gasping "Fuck, fuck fuck .... Oh John, that' is so fucking good!"
With one hand I held onto one of Miya's arse cheeks, to help guide her and keep her steady, and my other hand searched up her belly to fondle her tits. Her breasts were small, with swollen pink areolae that looked like little cupcakes, on the end of which she had beautifully thick nipples. I felt Miya's arse clench and unclench as she thrust in and out of my mouth and it was difficult to keep hold of her breasts but she was clearly enjoying herself.
Suddenly Miya's pace quickened and I tried my best to keep my teeth from grazing her knobhead as she fucked me in the mouth, harder and faster as her cum boiled within her balls. All at once, Miya thrust with a speed that surprised me and screamed in sheer orgasmic pleasure as she came, spurting thick globs of hot, salty cum into my mouth -- and I was deliriously happy!
Her orgasmic spasms continued for several minutes and she kept making gentle thrusts as she enjoyed herself with my mouth.
When her body began to slump against me I placed a hand around her hip and pushed her away from myself so I could hold her shrinking cock in my other hand, pulling her foreskin down so I could lick around her clitty head and lick my way down her shaft so that I could suckle on her balls.
Taking the whole of her clitty into my mouth I sucked and rolled my tongue around her, grabbing her arse and pulling her tight against my mouth. Miya laughed at my boldness and ruffled my hair with one hand. "Oh John baby, that was just so fabulous! Who knew you'd be so good at this?" She laughed that gentle laugh of hers and pulled away from me so that she could lie down against me. He body was glowing, and incredibly hot.
"No, darling, You're the one who's so good. That was one of the best things I've ever done -- you taste delicious."
"Ha! You're all mine now. I'm never letting go of someone so good at making me feel so ... dreamy!
As she leaned against me, Miya absent mindedly played with my cock, which was still as hard as ever, and we lay there together, silently enjoying one another's presence. Miya may have had a long, hard Tgirl clitty to offer me but she was the most feminine woman I had ever known and I thanked my lucky stars that I had met her that day in Old Compton Street.
As the moments passed, Miya began to rub and stroke my cock more firmly and turned to kiss me. "Suck my tits, John. They need your lovely mouth on them."
I leaned down and ran my tongue around her right nipple, fondling her small breast in my right hand and drawing her flesh to a point, so I could suckle the whole of her areola and nipple into my mouth. "Oh, John ... that's so fucking nice! You can bite if you like, gently though, babe." So I did. I bit gently on her stiff nipple and used my hand to pinch the other with my fingertips.
Miya kissed me, pushing her tongue deep into my mouth. She still tasted of my cum and I returned the probing of her tongue with my own. Our mouths were wide open and we were panting together as our lips mashed together and our spit drooled down onto our chins. She could be a messy kisser -- which I loved!
Miya's hand grasped my cock firmly as she panted into my mouth -- "I need you John. I want you to make me your woman, I want to feel you inside me ... now!" With that, she turned to a bedside cabinet and pulled out a small jar of lubricant. "Now, let's just get you ready, darling."
Miya squirted some lube onto her hand and started rubbing it into my cock, making sure to liberally coat the shaft and head alike. "Baby. I can't wait to feel you inside me ... you have such a gorgeous cock!"
Miya turned round and lay face down on the bed, thrusting her arse into the air and tucking her knees beneath her. "Fuck me, darling." I was keen to have my way with Miya but wanted one last bite of her delicious arse, So I first knelt forward and kissed her gorgeous buns, before licking her cheeks and then, using the flat of my tongue, I licked her along her arse cleft, from her balls up to and over the beautiful rosebud of her arsehole. "Mmmmmm" murmured Miya as I licked up and down on her arsehole, occasionally using the tip of my tongue to play with her hole. Then, taking a little more lube onto my hand and making sure my dick was nice and wet, I nudged forward until my cockhead rested against Miya's bum.
I ran my cockhead around her arsehole before starting to push gently. Miya gave a deep sigh of contentment and whispered, "Yes, baby, yes. Push your gorgeous cock into my pussy, fuck me, darling."
I pushed a bit harder and felt the head of my cock pop into Miya's arse, the tight ring of her sphincter grabbing hold of me just behind the ridge of my glans and making me swoon with delight. The feeling was ecstatic.
I pressed forwards and was soon inching into Miya. Her pussy grabbed me and welcomed me and I was home, my belly now tight against her arse cheeks. Taking hold of her with one hand on her rear, I stared to fuck my wonderful Miya. As I fucked her, Miya pushed and rolled with me, fucking me right back with her fabulously tight Tgirl pussy.
We moved as one. Pushing and pulling, rolling and writhing as we fucked and fucked and fucked. Miya's moans echoing mine as we built up a steady pace. Miya's clitty was hard again and I tried to play with her but she brushed m away -- "No, John, just fuck me, that's what I really need right now." So I did. I fucked her with increasing pace and firmness and the sound of flesh slapping against flesh soon filled the room. Miya's back was shiny with sweat, which trickled down the crease of her arse and added to the lubrication.
Suddenly, Miya pulled away and turned onto her back, raising her legs into the air and pulling her butt cheeks apart so I could more easily access her puss. "Like this, John darling. So I can see your face as we fuck."
I crawled between her legs and sank my cock into Miya with one thrust -- boy was she wet! Miya rested her ankles against my chest as I began fucking her again. I leaned over to kiss and suckle her toes -- as many as I could reach -- while my hands ran over her gorgeous thighs and down to her beautiful, hard, clitty. We fucked like a couple possessed. Me banging hard into her and roaring with pleasure each time my cock sank into her and she thrusting her arse forward each time I pushed, so that I could get as deep into her as possible. With one hand, Miya played with her clit and with the other she fondled a breast, pinching her nipple and pulling it out further than I would dared have done. But she was lost in the moment, as was I.
We fucked and fucked, pushing and withdrawing, moaning and gasping as our bodies moved in rapid motion, fucking and fucking and fucking. Then I felt my cum building up in my cock and I yelled -- "I'm gonna come, Miya, I'm gonna come!"
"In me! In me! Don't you dare fucking pull out!" she yelled in response and her arse pumped ever quicker against me as she pumped her clitty ever faster too.
Suddenly I was there. My cock swelled and I could no longer hold back. My cock burst with cum, spewing my seed deep into Miya's pussy and gleaming with a mixture of our juices. The cum spilled over, out of her pussy hole and onto her arse, frothing and white as I continued to fuck her, slowing in order to catch every moment of pleasure I could. Suddenly, Miya gasped out "Oh, oh, here I cum too!" and she erupted a jet of semen into the air, which landed in globs on her belly and breasts. I stretched out a hand to scoop up some of her cum and thrust my fingers into my mouth -- "Delicious!"
We rocked together, gently fucking as our orgasms subsided, or faces flush with pleasure and our bodies drenched in sweat, My cock eventually shrank and slipped out of Miya and I allowed myself to slump forward, gently leaning onto my darling, her cum sliding against my own torso as I did so. Miya put a hand around my head, running her fingers through my hair as I kissed her on the cheek.
"That was so yummy, John." I had to agree. As I laid there beside her, feeling the warmth of our orgasmic glow, I had to admit that it had indeed been very yummy.
This girl had truly rocked me. She rocked my ideas, my notions of love and sex and my emotions. She was my perfect woman and I was irrevocably in love
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