Trans-itioning To Girls; My Crazy Dating Life

TRANS-itioning To Girls Was A Bold Step To Make.

OK. So, during my last blog, I was telling you about my fun adventures in a dating app,  Being the Swipe Right Slut that I am. I told you I met the girl during my last little hunting session.  So my Trans-itioning To Girls has begun. She has long legs and small tits, but I do understand how some guys say more than a mouthful is a waste. None of them ever complains about my chest being full. It’s OK to have more than a mouthful as well. Either way, I got ready for my date. I did all the appropriate things. Getting ready for a date with a girl is tricky because she knows what to look for.

Trans-itioning to girls means she’ll see the things that most guys will—overlook. She’ll appreciate the shapely, well-groomed arch of my eyebrows.  When I get ready, I know she’s doing the same thing: picking through outfits and deciding what to wear. You wanna be hot but not too slutty. Just the right amount of sexy is what you’re going for without making it look like you put a bunch of effort into it. So I got ready and slipped it into a tiny little black number. It’s a classic. It’s always good to go with black. You can’t go wrong.

Trans-itioning To Girls Felt So Natural

I made it to her house and went to turn off the car when the front door opened.   I could see the lace trim of your thigh highs.  That’s how high the slit was. All the better to show off those long, sexy legs. I guess we were ready and eager to start our date. I chose a nice little upscale Italian spot. It’s small in size with big rounded high backs booths.  A place where you still felt private even in the crowded room.

It would be different after trans-itioning to girls. The food was great, and the wine selection was terrific.  As we started to show each other pictures, we scooched closer to each other. So we’re sitting arm against arm. Leg against leg underneath the table.  The height difference wasn’t as awkward as I thought it would be. I wondered if she appreciated that she could see right down my top. She’s funny and made me laugh a lot. While I was in a bit of a laughing rage, I put my hand down and grabbed a hold of her thigh. It felt nice. I liked it there, so I kept it resting there on the right side that slit was just beneath my hand. I could feel her skin and the lacey top over thigh-high.

Trans-itioning To Girls means more lipstick

She chose that moment to lean in and steal a kiss. I say steal, but I let her and I was ready. It was only while she was kissing me that  I noticed how much bigger her facial structure was than mine. What started as a late, soft brushing on the lips turned into a hot, wet—dancing of our tongues. My hands squeezed her upward thigh, pressing my nails into her flesh. I slid my hand up, curving it down around her inner thigh. She kissed back harder.

Trans-itioning to girls meant I would need to be a little more caring.  I looked at that as permission to continue, and so I did. I moved my hand down to slide my fingers against her pussy.  Then I quickly discovered that I would not be reaching in and feeling the smooth, soft, wet lips of a cunt.  Instead, I found a growing bulge beneath her silk panties.

The Prize Between The Thighs.

At first, I slowed my movement. A bit of a sock raced through my brain and my body as I thought about my Trans-itioning to girls. Our kissing slowed down. I didn’t stop. I could feel how tense she was. She was nervous. I was almost a little bit mad. Isn’t this something you should tell somebody? Isn’t having a “not vagina” something you should post on your profile bio? I’m supposed to be about the person and what’s on the inside. In this case, it’s very much what’s on the outside that’s concerning me.

Finally, I gave it just a moment’s thought. And then I decided why the fuck not, and with the violent gesture, I slid my hands right inside those tiny silk little panties. And I pulled the growing cock free from them. I had never been with—a transsexual being. And the thought of it excited me. I noticed my panties were already soaked. I was already too overloaded. From my curious mind and my hungry body. Can I wait to see what happens next?

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