The One That Got Away

In college, I was about as Chad as you could be, attending a university in the south in the US. I was in a fraternity, wore polos, played golf, drank crappy beer, worshiped college sports and blonde skanks in equal measure. I had a visor, looking back that wasn't a great look. I think I might have been kind of a douche by association, if you know what I mean.

What folks don't know is that the trans girl some asshole set me up with as a joke was my secret obsession and every other weekend she and I met up and basically played house at her place. Her name was Jessica, and if you can picture the actress Penelope Cruz with a cute little girlcock than you know I was in heaven. I got my dick blown, got to fuck some seriously manicured ass, and got my ass fucked by a girl who took her time and kept it slow and gentle.

She focused on me. I didn't think twice about sucking her cock and even now I have a bit or an oral fetish that some of the girls I've been with don't quite get. I also learned that one of the hottest things for me is to kiss my gal while she's sucking my dick, hoping to get a taste of that precum or a bit of musk off my dick. If my girl is down to suck, I'm down to share it with her.

We fell out of touch and I graduated, went on to work for a company thanks more to my connections than my skills. And I missed her dearly. I tried to reach out but I was either ignored or she changed her number. So yeah, she's the one that got away for me. And now I date girls AND cruise tinder for sexy tgirls but am too scared to reach out to them.

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