DEGREE OF GAYNESS V
She walked into the office and with a wide smile introduced herself a Donna Jackson. Nice looking brunette, about 5' 10" with striking blue eyes. She stood in front of my desk and announced that she wanted to participate in the study. She grinned and said, "I wish I had a picture of your expression right now! I do understand the purpose of your experiment and I do have a penis." In the ensuing conversation she explained that she had come out as a trans lady just a year ago but she was curious as to her feelings. "I need to know if my desired feelings are truly feminine or just those I desire to have."
She came out of the dressing room, opened her gown and I attached her "clitoris" to the scale. Flaccid it was of average size and uncircumcised. It barely moved with the naked female series. It lengthened with the naked men and the erect men caused it to firm up to about eight inches and began to register on the scale. The slide of a naked man bent over to expose a gaping butthole caused her clit to rise even more and to retract its foreskin to expose a gorgeous glans beginning to seep precum. The scale now registered the maximum score of ten. "Well, that's a hoot. I never realized just how interested I am in losing my virginity," She said. "Now I need to find a safe man to do the job." She looked down at the tent in my dressing gown and said, "Hmm, maybe I found one."
"I'd be flattered to be the man to do the job and obviously I find you very attractive but your, uh vagina, will need to be stretched to accommodate my penis," I said. "Well, let's have a look," she said. I shed my dressing gown and she said, "Hmm, that's a biggie but I knew as a girl I'd need to stretch my pussy so I've been working with a dildo and if you are a gentle man I think I can handle it."
We went to the next room, shed our dressing gowns and got on the cot. I reached in the drawer of the bedside table and got the lube and got out a rubber. "Oh, I don't think we need that," she said. "Rule one, an erect penis has no conscience so if Our Lord And Master himself was about to enter your pussy, demand he put on a condom!" I said. She got on her back and pulled up her legs. I put the tip of my cock on her pooper and said, "Do not play the heroine. If I start to hurt you, sing out." I said. Oh so slowly I increased the pressure and to my surprise I popped in with no difficulty. "Ohh, you feel much nicer than Henry!" I must have had a puzzled expression and she giggled and said. "Henry is my dildo."
Her "clitoris" was dripping and I reached down, caught it and told her she tasted delicious! "Less talk and more action! Do me daddy, eight to the bar!" She said. Well it was more like ten than eight, but I advanced to the hilt. "Oh wow, you feel good in there! Now I feel like a real woman." So I started the old in and out, gently, and she just purred. More precum to salvage and so help me it tasted even better. "When you cum I want you all the way in so I can feel your organ doing it's thing," she said. It didn't take long. It was a joy to look at her, eyes closed and purring with a smile. "Ready or not, here I-----COME!" I yelled. "Oh gosh, I can feel you throbbing in there," she wailed. "Don't go away." Her sphincter squeezed me a few times and the last one popped me out of my condom. "Thank you, losing my virginity was better than I ever expected," she said. Her boner was leaking again and I said, "I would really feel bad if I let you go with your lovely clitoris whining to me like that," I said.
She had a broad grin and said, "So what is she whining about?" "Can't you hear her? She keeps repeating, "Oh please, I'm so full, unload me, don't send me home like this!" "I heard her this time, so...." she said." I leaned over, licked her drippy cock and began to suck that gorgeous swollen glans. "Lordy, I never imagined anything could feel this good," she softly said. So I began to fondle her balls and took as much of her organ in my mouth I could and started to swirl my tongue around her shaft, but only briefly, then I lifted my head and asked her to tell me when she was going to climax so I could watch. Back to where I left off but it was only about two minutes when she said, "Yes, I'm close now." I replaced my mouth with my forefinger circling her cockhead,, let loose of her balls with my other hand and slid a finger up her pooper. Her eyes were shut tight and she began to moan, "Oh God! Almost, almost....o, o, AAAAAHHHH!" Her pooper began to squeeze one finger, her glans popped off the other finger and she began to squirt cum. A couple of big spurts and then she began to gush. A lot. Finally her butt stopped spasming, her "clit" stopped jumping and gushing and she opened her eyes. "Worst orgasm I've ever had," she said. And then she broke up laughing. There's just one more thing I'll ask of you. How about a kiss?" She said. The kiss was long and sweet and I held her tight.
Dressed and ready to leave I told her it was a wakeup for me. With the study I was running I had discovered my own degree of gayness but I was still bisexual. "Donna, discovering the transexual world with you I do think I've found myself!," I said.
" Oh right. What a line. Men, they're all alike," she said.
"Give me a break. How about dinner tomorrow. With our clothes on," I said.
TO BE CONTINUED
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