She was a he

I had no saliva anyway. She wrapped her arms around my
neck and we kissed deeply as her hand wandered down to my
crotch. "Ohhhhh," I groaned as she quietly revolved her
hand over my trousers, teasing my throbbing prick. I
kissed her neck as my hand slipped inside her negligee
and started to caress her nipples. Now it was her turn
to groan. I moved the shoulder of her garment off her
shoulder, lowered my head and took her nipple in my
mouth, lashing it with my tongue. By now she had my fly
undone and her hand was stroking my stiff shaft.

Breaking off, she took my hand and led me into her dimly
lit bedroom. As I removed my trousers she leant over me
and took my shirt off, kissing my spine as she did so.

By now I was ready for anything, willing myself not to
cum. I laid her down, opened her negligee and buried my
head between her breasts as my hand caressed her belly.
As I started to slip her panties off I suddenly felt
something hard. It was a cock!

I thought I could always tell a shemale - knowing so many
of them - but this girl was something special. I had no
idea until that moment. I momentarily checked my
movements.

"It's OK, " she whispered. "Nothing's going to hurt
you." She stroked my head and offered her nipples to my
lips. I was confused, reluctant yet strangely excited.
For the first time in my life I found myself actually
wanting to touch another man's genitals. My erection
grew even harder at the thought of it. She gently took
my hand and placed it on her cock. To my surprise it felt
beautiful. I moved my lips to her mouth, placed my naked
body onto hers and started to stroke her cock. I have
never been so sexually aroused as I was at that moment.
My balls were overwhelmed with the feeling of desire to
the point of pain. She moved my hand back to her breast,
manoeuvred our cocks to lie between us and we kissed,
cock on cock; hers against mine and hard on my belly.

"Oh, God," I breathed. "That is so good."