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Anything Goes
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Straight Male / 23
Met One Of My HS Teachers
When I was 16 and 17 in high school I had an english teacher who was so damn sexy. She had a perfect body, was about 5ft. 8in tall, weighed about 110 to 120 lbs. Tits were perfectly sized for her thin body, I'd guess about a large B or small C cup. She was beautiful too, with the most shapely ass you could ever want, and I wanted it, so did everyone. She had really well toned and well shaped legs too. She was the total package and every male student and teacher in the school was wanting her.
I met her again, about 4 months ago. I was having a solo dinner at a restaurant. She was solo as well. She kept staring at me, and I walked over and re-introduced myself. She remembered me, and I invited her to my table. I bought us a great bottle of wine, and after we had a drink or two on the terrace. We both really enjoyed it. Back in High School she was not that much older than the students. She was only 23 to my 16, which put her at 30 to my now 23. The age wasn't an issue any longer, not even with her. She was still sexy as hell, beautiful as ever, though she let her dyed brown hair go back to it's natural black. We talked till about midnight, and then parted. After we said goodbye, she ran back to my car, put her number in my phone and gave me a quick peck on the cheek. "Call me sometime . . . IF you want" she said going back to her car.
I called two days later, and she said she was wondering if I'd call or not. I asked if she wanted me to or not, she liked that I called. So now we had all that out of the way, and I asked her out again. We went out about 4 times, dinners, lunches, movies etc. One night it was finally getting to the kissing and body rubbing stage and she stopped cold. She got up and asked me to take her home. I asked but got no answer as to what I had done that turned off the heat. She said I did nothing that it was her. Now, I'm thinking there is a husband somewhere.
No sooner than I got home she called me.
"I didn't want to say anything person, and if you don't want to see me I understand, believe me I've been through this my whole life. When I start getting close to someone I have to tell them and it's better said in person".
Now I KNOW shes married or something.
She was a transwoman. She told me over the phone, she'd been on hormones since she was 19, had natural breasts, and had her cock which I was told to call a clitoris or clit when and IF we were ever together sexually, but she'd had an orchiectomy, a surgery to take our her testicles. That helped by reducing the source of male hormones. In other words she was castrated.
I asked about sex, if oral was on the books (it was for her to do to me, I could do her but only to make her feel good, no orgasms) and if intercourse was anal and if she was ok with that. She was.
I asked if I could come over right then, and she let me. I got a BJ over a glass of wine, and then I fucked her. It's still one of the finest asses I've ever seen and I get to fuck it. She is one of the best, most animated and vocal fucks I've ever had too.
I love anal sex, it's always been my favorite, and I get all I want from the most beautiful ass around.
I met her again, about 4 months ago. I was having a solo dinner at a restaurant. She was solo as well. She kept staring at me, and I walked over and re-introduced myself. She remembered me, and I invited her to my table. I bought us a great bottle of wine, and after we had a drink or two on the terrace. We both really enjoyed it. Back in High School she was not that much older than the students. She was only 23 to my 16, which put her at 30 to my now 23. The age wasn't an issue any longer, not even with her. She was still sexy as hell, beautiful as ever, though she let her dyed brown hair go back to it's natural black. We talked till about midnight, and then parted. After we said goodbye, she ran back to my car, put her number in my phone and gave me a quick peck on the cheek. "Call me sometime . . . IF you want" she said going back to her car.
I called two days later, and she said she was wondering if I'd call or not. I asked if she wanted me to or not, she liked that I called. So now we had all that out of the way, and I asked her out again. We went out about 4 times, dinners, lunches, movies etc. One night it was finally getting to the kissing and body rubbing stage and she stopped cold. She got up and asked me to take her home. I asked but got no answer as to what I had done that turned off the heat. She said I did nothing that it was her. Now, I'm thinking there is a husband somewhere.
No sooner than I got home she called me.
"I didn't want to say anything person, and if you don't want to see me I understand, believe me I've been through this my whole life. When I start getting close to someone I have to tell them and it's better said in person".
Now I KNOW shes married or something.
She was a transwoman. She told me over the phone, she'd been on hormones since she was 19, had natural breasts, and had her cock which I was told to call a clitoris or clit when and IF we were ever together sexually, but she'd had an orchiectomy, a surgery to take our her testicles. That helped by reducing the source of male hormones. In other words she was castrated.
I asked about sex, if oral was on the books (it was for her to do to me, I could do her but only to make her feel good, no orgasms) and if intercourse was anal and if she was ok with that. She was.
I asked if I could come over right then, and she let me. I got a BJ over a glass of wine, and then I fucked her. It's still one of the finest asses I've ever seen and I get to fuck it. She is one of the best, most animated and vocal fucks I've ever had too.
I love anal sex, it's always been my favorite, and I get all I want from the most beautiful ass around.
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