That night....

There's just something about an exquisite looking tranny that makes harder than a rock. Some can pull off the look of a full, fledged female, while others seem to lack that particular feminine quality. I had finally made up my mind that I was going to fulfill my fantasy and I knew exactly what I wanted. I wanted a girl with soft skin, pouty lips, a great smile, a nice set of titties, a nice tight, little ass, and most importantly, one packing some serious meat!

After contacting the perfect t-girl, Fiona, she told me that I could come by her hotel in about an hour, if that worked for me? Was she kidding? Of course that worked for me! In fact, I was out the door and into my car after reading her text. I had an important stop to make before meeting up with her. As much as I would have loved to slide my hard cock into that ass of hers raw & bare, I knew a condom or two would have to be bought.

I slowly exited the hotel elevator. As I stepped out, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror hanging in the hallway. At that point, I gave myself a small pep-talk, just to calm my excited nerves. When she opened the door, my jaw nearly hit the floor. She looked better than her pictures! She was wearing a nice, little black nighty, with a short, silk robe to accompany it. Her makeup and hair were exquisitely done. She definitely looked like model material. As I looked around the room, to become a little more accustomed to my new surroundings, she surprised me with a long, deep, passionate kiss. It took me off guard a little, but I liked it. I wondered what other kinds of surprises she might have in store for me. After our brief make out session, she led me over to the bed by tugging on my belt and jeans. As we




reached the bed, she wasted no time in pulling my cock out of my pants. At this point, my dick was so hard and engorged; it needed to come out anyway. Her soft little hands caressed my cock with the greatest ease and passion. She gently stroked my cock while I continued kissing her.