Asian Annabelle Part 4
Asian Annabelle Part 4
by Bill Beaumonte (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)
This work of fiction contains explicit material intended for an adults over 18. If you are under 18 or are offended by non-traditional sex do not continue.
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Author’s note: _This story is inspired by a beautiful Asian girl with whom I have been corresponding online. I wish there was not so much distance between us. This fantasy describes what I wish could happen – I hope you enjoy it!
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The next day I saw Anna after work. We kissed for awhile and then left. We drove to the Suria KCC, which was a shopping center at the base of the Petronas Twin Towers, an impressive pair of buildings towering over Kuala Lumpur. Before arriving I had no idea what a booming metropolis Kuala Lumpur would be. While it was a truly modern city, there were some ancient elements still remaining. We walked through the stores and bought new clothing for Anna. It was important to me that she felt completely comfortable as a woman, and having a nice wardrobe was an important part.
Anna had become very important to me, and I didn't mind spending money on her. We left the shopping center with all the bags we could carry, which we put into my car.
Before going to dinner, Anna selected a pair of the shoes we had just purchased. They were heels, though not especially high. I bought her several pairs of different heights, so she could move to higher heels as her skill improved.
After putting on the new heels, we traveled to the KL Tower, a tall pillar similar to the Seattle Space Needle. Like the Space Needle, there was a saucer shaped observation area with a rotating restaurant. I had made dinner reservations for Anna and I. We were seated and looked at our menus.
"Anna dear," I began, "I have three more weeks here – why don't you come stay at my hotel so we can make the most of our time together?"
"I think we both know that we cannot just walk away from each other in three weeks," Anna replied, "but I will come stay with you – it will be easier for us to make plans that way."
I had really fallen in love with Anna, but had not told her yet. I knew I could not simply travel back home and forget her. Being transgendered, it would be very difficult for her to immigrate to the U.S. – finding a solution would take our best collective thinking.
As we enjoyed dinner, I said, "Anna dear, I don't want things to end in three weeks – I want to be with you on an ongoing basis."
"We have much to discuss and a lot of planning to make this work," she said.
"Anna dear," I said, "I have something I need to tell you, but I have been afraid to."
"You're married?" she asked.
"No!," I shot back, "nothing at all like that – but I'm still nervous."
"I haven't bitten you so far," Anna assured me, "and probably won't tonight, so go ahead and say what is on your mind."
I hesitated as long as I dared, and finally confessed, "Anna, I am in love with you!"
Anna smiled and put her hands in mine, and replied, "I know how saying that can change everything, sometimes ending things right away. That is why I have hesitated, not wanting you to think I was a gold digging Asian girl looking for a ticket to America."
"But now that you have said it," Anna continued, "it is safe for me to tell you that I love you, Bill, and am so grateful for the difference you have made in my life!"
I leaned over and kissed her saying, "I don't know how, but somehow we will make this work."
After dinner we walked around the observation area, looking out at the city as the sun went down and the city lights took over. It wasn't home, but it was a truly beautiful city indeed!
We returned to my car and drove to Anna's, where we retrieved some of her belongings and then drove to my hotel. Upon reaching my room we put away Anna's belongings and unpacked the shopping bags, hanging up her clothes. I called the concierge and asked that they bring up some additional hangers, which arrived in a few minutes.
After her clothes were all put away I poured us drinks and we sat on the couch. We kissed and cuddled for awhile, until I broke the silence with, "This isn't an offer, but just something to consider – if you wanted to go back to America with me, one way could be as my wife."
"I'm glad you aren't offering, because that is pretty sudden for me to respond to. But just as you say, 'hypothetically', what would I have to do to marry you?"
"You would have to be legally a woman," I replied.
"So I would have to lose my clitty?" Anna asked.
"That is your choice entirely," I said, "we need to find a LEGAL way to change your gender."
"I don't understand," Anna confessed.
"In order to be my wife," I explained, "nobody will check between your legs, but we will need a legal document that says you are a female – I'm not sure how to do that, but we'll have to start figuring it out."
"We'll need to start doing some internet searches and learn about transgender legal issues." I said, "gender change is very common in Thailand, but I'm not sure about Malaysia."
Anna moved a leg as she sat on the couch next to me and raised here dress up, showing her petite clitty, all pulled into its foreskin. This was the clitty of the woman I loved, and I loved that clitty as well. I slid toward Anna and took her clitty into my hand, gently fondling it gently, coaxing it to wake up.
I watched in fascination as Anna's clitty responded. It was enlarging slowly and the foreskin parted at the end, allowing the head to peak out. I leaned over and gently licked the tip of with my tongue. Anna moaned as her clitty responded to me, further enlarging while the tip moved fully out of the foreskin. I knew her foreskin had protected the tip, so it was very sensitive, and very responsive to my touch. I licked a little more and then took the tip of her clitty between my wet lips.
Anna was responding very nicely to my kissing her in this manner, and soon I tasted a salty droplet from her clitty. Not wanting to make her climax too soon, I pulled back.
It was getting late, so we got ready for bed. Anna changed into a pretty blue nightie we purchased today and joined me in bed. We spooned and I took hold of her clitty, wanting to resume pleasuring my lady.
Unfortunately, sleep overtook both of us and we drifted into slumber.
To be continued . . .
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–Bill Beaumonte (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)