It had been a week since my first transgender woman encounter with Justine, and finally the work week was over. Throughout it, we had been talking on the phone, and texting as even she worked at a clothing store. We got along really well, and as a man who had enjoyed the company of men and women, she was very girly yet easy to talk with. She was much smarter than her 21 years, and also passionate about history, English classics, along with having a fixation on science fiction movies. Surprisingly even being twice her age, we listened to the same music. I wanted to spend time with her again, and she much to my Cheshire Cat grin, agreed to spend the night with me on Saturday. It was an invigorating feeling. Thinking of kissing her soft lips, her feminine Filipina features or the scent of perfume she wore, had me all kinds of frisky. It was as if being awakened to a younger version. I bought steaks, vegetables, wine, and even her favorite brand of cigarettes with a dozen roses. This time I was more comfortable, although I wondered what my neighbors would think, as they saw a 5'10 in heels rolling into my crib. It was an area I still worked on, as I wished to stay in the comfortable closet, although part of my heart beat faster thinking of kissing her in the courtyard with all of my vigor. Screw it, let's get the show rolling.
That damn clock seemed to stop. I cleaned the house. Vacuumed again. Dusted the walls for the fifth time. Yes we had texted a bit, but I couldn't wait to cook Justine dinner, and literally make passionate love like we did just a few days ago. It felt like forever as all I wanted to do is have her squeeze my cock, as I looked in her eyes, hearing her moan and feeling my manhood inside her exploding in a mind bending explosion. Finally at 4:04 there was a knock on the door, and upon opening it Justine looked even sexier than my dirty mind could conceive.
She twirled her long black hair, and oh how those bright red lipstick covered lips, just left me in a state of hypnosis. Her Asian brown eyes looked so soft, along with her slim figure, in a black top, plaid skirt with black garter leggings, and the high heels. Smoking a cigarette, and then tossing it to the side, she looked at me in the eyes and said, "Mike aren't you going to let me in?" I gently kissed her, apologizing for my being distracted, and she laughed. She was so sweet, and gave me the biggest of hugs imaginable. I gave her the dozen roses, and with the best looking grin anyone has given me, she kissed my cheeks and smiled at me. Soon our tongues touched, and I gave her a wine glass, despite wanting to split her tail right there. It's good to be a gentleman, was how I was brought up, and we kissed and drank red wine together.
After a delicious dinner, we kissed on the couch, and my poor balls felt like the heaviest anvils ever. Cum had filled them up, and my penis was so damn hard, I was afraid I'd blow up right there. She kissed me dropping my pants, my shaved white penis glistening and at full attention, with precum on my black underwear. Soon Judith was not only massaging my penis, but deepthroating me like I had never experienced. Oh my goodness. Just literally felt so good, and she took my balls in her mouth humming on them. Finally I picked her up, brought her on my bed, and took some initiative as I was going to man handle her.
She knew I meant business, as I kissed her, then took her blouse off. Her flat washboard chest and stomach were smooth, female like, as my tongue went up and down her. At the same time I ripped her red silky panties off, playing with her shecock, and rubbing my engorged penis into her balls that were completely shaved. She winced but smiled, and said, "wow you're hard and I guess I'm going to pay for it." She was right about that as I took her she cock in my mouth. Her precum was delicious, tangy, and I fingered her ass pussy with lube to get Judith ready for a helluva ride.
Eventually I got her skirt off, and we kissed, as she guided my hard penis into her. Oh my it felt so good, as I could feel her clench then give way as I just started drilling with both determination and purpose. For considerable time I was on top of her, and the scent of her perfume, along with our lips and tongues touching was electric. Finally she gave me a wink and that lavish grin, and told me to lie down. Justine then sat on my cock head, gliding down my pole, and gently felt up my swollen up purple balls. The sweat I could feel, the room was spinning, as her juices flew all over my chest. She moaned and then screamed, as another big load was generated, by my grabbing her hips hard.
Our eyes locked on to one another. She told me in a sultry voice, how much she loved my being inside of her, how I made her the happiest gal in the universe. This drove me even crazier, and I slid up all the way into her, balls deep and there was no where for my cock to go. I reached the end of her insides, and looking into her I felt the inevitable. Yet nothing could have prepared me, as soon she felt even tighter, wetter, and I blew an atomic bomb of sperm into her. She literally screamed, as did I, the amount of PSI was off the charts. We hugged the rest of the night, going out on the balcony for an occasional cigarette, and before she left she gave me a blowjob that emptied me once again. All I remember is passing out in bliss, and woke up to get text with a kiss that read, "thank i you for last night sweet. I can barely walk but you feel amazing." Next to that were her trademark kiss emojis.