Catching up, last evening, a date at last

After I moved to France I was too busy to do anything about finding somebody to have fun with – just life getting in the way. I had a date with a post-op ts woman when I went back to the UK in 2008 but since then, no dates. Last year I decided to do something about it so went online and found a French site what, being French, covers all sorts of things (a sort of mini-ebay, general everyday things) but has a very active contact area, explicitly for people looking for sex.

I have been wearing women’s clothes around the house again for months and decided it was time to venture out. So, I posted a few messages, picked one of the responses I received and last evening, I went out on my first date for years. I met the person in the central square of a small town a little way from me, followed him home in our respective cars and we went through the usual rather embarrassed introductions. Then, joy of joys, he told me that a very assertive man would be arriving half an hour later so we could be as sub as we wanted to be – he’s a lot more sub than I am.

I went into the bathroom, finished changing, did my face, fixed my hair and into the bedroom, lovely reduced light, very soft music playing and my new friend was kneeling on the bed waiting for me. Within minutes we were kissing each other, deep kisses, exploring each others bodies, really probing but not actually touching each other’s clitty-cocks. I turned him around, knelt behind him and started to kiss his neck, nibble his ears and slipped my hand down his bra to play with his nipples. He immediately responded, put his head back, moaning, asking me to suck him – so I did, as it was his bedroom, it would have been rude not to.

We were soon rolling round the bed, sucking and kissing, I held his head on my nipples ordering him to suck harder and then bite me, perfect pain.

I rolled onto my back; he straddled my face allowing me to pull his pussy-cheeks apart and to slip my tongue into him. He just groaned and pushed back, almost queening me, allowing me to breathe – just – but ensuring my tongue penetrated his deliciously sweet pussy-rose.