A Fantasy Fulfilled

She was absolutely stunning. She looked very young, possibly mid 20’s and spoke with a thick Puerto Rican accent. She was a visual feast standing before me. The fact that I was only 5’6” tall, I was initially concerned that like most of the trans gurls in the neighborhood, she would probably tower over me, but it was quite the opposite. She stood only 5’3”-ish, yet in her strappy evening sandals, we were roughly the same height. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. She spoke in a very nasally high pitched voice as she greeted me and welcomed me into her tiny studio apartment which was bordered with moving boxes We went straight to her unfolded futon where she sat in front of me tilting her head as she gazed at me with her big velvety brown eyes which were made even more beautiful by the thick layer of eyeliner. Her hair was long and curly extending down past her shoulders. Her lips were full and voluptuous and absolutely made for kissing. Having a big thing for CD gurl feet, I was transfixed by how beautiful her feet were. Although she was very thin, her feet were slightly wide and her thick, voluptuous toes were adorned in glistening cranberry red nail polish. I must have been pretty obvious because her next words were “you like my feet don’t you?”

“Yes,” was all that I could manage. I was spellbound and still had the feeling that this was all surreal.

“It’s okay. Guys tell me all the time that I have pretty feet. I like men to touch my feet,” she exclaimed through her thick Puerto Rican accent.

She grabbed my hand, our fingers interlaced and we sat further back on her futon. As we did so, she instantly placed her feet onto my lap. My hormones were raging instantly and the next thing I knew, the crotch of my jeans were straining to hold back my rock hard erection.

“I want to massage these pretty feet,” I said in a dream state.

“Mmmmm….I would like that,” she said tossing her head back, her long curly locks cascading down her neck and shoulders. She looked ultra sexy as a couple whisps of those long curly locks draped across her lightly tanned face.