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I Met Her on the Internet
by Anonymous Author (1995)
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I met her via the internet. This is a real kiss-and-
tell story, but the experience was so wonderful that I
just have to share it. (MF?, tv, affair)
***
It all started several months ago when I posted a true
story about my first (and until then, only) encounter
with a transsexual beauty. After I posted the story, I
got several replies from people who had read the story
and liked it. One person who responded was Ann. She
told me in her note that she liked my story and asked
if I would be interested in corresponding. I took the
plunge and sent her an Email reply. That was the start
of what I will tell you about here.
You have to understand where I'm coming from. I am 44
years old now and I have been in a monogamous
heterosexual relationship for 25 years. Gradually that
relationship broke down and we have separated. That
leaves me looking at the world in a whole different
light. I began to really ask myself what it was that I
desired and what it was that I wished I could
experience.
Transsexuals had always been attractive to me and I had
watched films and read stories about it for years. I
guess I could identify with many of the issues and I
found the people involved to be exciting and
courageous. I wanted to know more. Then I had my first
encounter with a MTF transsexual! Like I said, that is
another story, but the result is that I wanted more!
So, I began to correspond with Ann via the Internet. At
first we exchanged small talk and told each other
tidbits about our lives and our fantasies. Ann was a
newcomer to the free world, just like me.
She had recently ended a long term heterosexual
relationship and was just beginning to get ready to
transition to full time as Ann. She had rarely had the
courage to leave home as Ann and had never been with a
man, but longed to be accepted and treated like a
woman. We were made for each other; both new at this
world, but both eager to explore more.
Ann was trying to get started on hormone treatments
after prior work had gotten her breasts to grow to
respectable size. She had a goal to move toward SRS in
about 5 years.
As we became more comfortable with each other, we began
to share some of our more intimate desires and
fantasies. The Net became the hot highway for our
dreams.
We lived in different cities, but I travel a lot with
my job. As it happened, I had a meeting in a city near
where she lived. I brought up the idea and suggested
that we meet and have a date one night. I was thrilled
when Ann agreed.
On the day that we were to meet, I could hardly keep my
mind on business. I found myself wandering and dreaming
about what was to come. As soon as I ditched my
business partners, I began my preparation for our date.
I showered and shaved and put on my favorite cologne,
Polo. I made sure that I dabbed a little in my pubic
hair (just in case).
I dressed in my suit with a tab-collar shirt and my
Jerry Garcia tie, gave my shoes a quick polish and I
was almost ready. I'm an amateur magician and I loaded
my pockets with five or six of my best tricks. When I
looked at my watch I realized I was WAY early for our
meeting. I was just so excited. So I went down to the
Hotel lobby and bought myself a Black Russian to try to
calm myself down a little. I was sitting there thinking
about my date with Ann and the next thing I knew, I had
a woody from thinking about it. Boy, I had to calm down
or I was not going to last the night.
I stood on the doorstep. It had taken me five tries to
work up the courage to park and get out of my car. My
heart was racing and my face was burning. I held my
breath and pushed the button. I could hear the bell
ring, but then I heard nothing. I waited for twenty
seconds that seemed like twenty hours, then the door
handle clicked and the door swung open. I finally stood
face to face with Ann.
Time stopped as we looked at each other for the first
time. Ann was beautiful. Simply beautiful. She was
wearing shoulder length silky black hair, cascading on
her shoulders like Cleopatra. He skin was white and her
lips a vivid red. Her eyes were deep blue and
sparkling, framed perfectly with eyeliner and mascara.
She wore large gold hoops in her ears that peeked out
and twinkled in the porch light through her hair. She
had on a gold necklace with a single diamond pendant
that nestled between her breasts. She had on a light
silk blouse, decorated with shades of red and brown. It
was sheer enough that I could see the outline of her
bra against the fabric. She wore a dark, burnt red silk
pleated skirt that ended mid thigh and sheer black
stockings.
Her feet were in a pair of subdued red pumps that
matched her skirt. Her long nails were painted to match
her lipstick. As I stood there, frozen to the spot, I
could smell her perfume. She was wearing Georgiou. I
love perfume! We stood that way, looking each other in
the eyes and assessing each other. Ann dropped her eyes
and a small smile passed over her lips. I think she
caught a glimpse of my cock, which was trying to break
free.
"Hi, Rob," was all she said, in a low voice. She
sounded like a seductress as the words rolled off her
lips. She stepped forward and extended her hand. I knew
her wish was to be treated like a lady for the night. I
took her hand in mine and brought it to my lips and
gently kissed it.
"I'm thrilled to finally meet you, Ann. You are
beautiful tonight!" I said. Her hand was warm and I
could feel her tremble slightly to my touch. I could
smell her perfume very well now and it was making my
heart race even faster. I invited her to join me and
she grabbed a small purse from the foyer and locked her
door.
We walked down the drive to my car a little awkwardly,
passing pleasantries about the weather back and forth.
When we got to the car, I opened her door and invited
her in. As she sat, I could see she wore stockings and
garter with dark colored panties. I closed her door and
took a deep breath to calm myself before I got in to
drive.
We talked as we drove and some of the nerves began to
calm a little. I made a joke and she laughed, throwing
her head back and swishing her hair back and forth. I
had a little trouble driving since I couldn't keep my
eyes off her body and her legs for too long. We pulled
into the parking lot of a bar that Ann had suggested
would be a nice place for a drink before dinner.
Ann started to get out of the car, but I put my hand on
her arm. "Allow me," I said. When I looked where I had
touched her, there were goose bumps. I walked around
and opened her door and offered her my hand. She took
it and I was rewarded with a glance up her dress as she
stepped out into the parking lot.
In the bar, we found a table near the back where the
light was low and we could sit together on a padded
bench seat. The waitress took our order, hardly looking
at us at all. Ann ordered a Margarita and I had a Black
Russian. We sat and talked about everything from the
weather to the president, all the while getting more
and more comfortable with each other.
As we talked, a slim young girl sat at the piano we had
passed while entering the bar and began to play soft
romantic music and sing in a silky voice. I glanced
around the bar and saw it was filled with couples and a
few foursomes, talking and sharing drinks just like we
were. I noticed there was a small wood parquet dance
floor and a pair of couples were dancing slowly to the
music. As we talked, we began to touch each other a
little more. Here I held her hand for emphasis; there
she patted my arm while I spoke of a past pain; now I
brushed her knee; then she laid her hand on my thigh.
After a while, I screwed up my courage and asked Ann to
dance with me. Her eyes opened wider for a fraction of
a second and then she agreed. I took her hand and we
walked to the dance floor. There was one other couple
there already, and they were locked together in an
embrace with their eyes closed. I took Ann's hand and
we came together to dance. My arm circled her waist and
I felt her hand touch the middle of my back.
The piano girl began to play and sing the old Kenny
Rogers standard "Lady" and we began to rock with the
music. Ann came close and I could smell her perfume
like the smoke of an opium pipe, warm and inviting. She
laid her head on my shoulder and I pulled her close to
me. She was warm and yielded to my touch and I felt
thrills course through my body.
We danced slowly and closely. Before I knew it the song
had ended. We pulled back to look at each other, but
did not break our light embrace.
Ann's cheeks were flushed and she smiled at me. Without
a word we knew we had to dance again. As the next song
began, I pulled her closer to me and let my hand stray
down to her butt, lightly caressing her bottom. Her
hand strayed up and down my back. I pressed her against
me and I could feel her breasts against my chest. I
pushed my knee against her crotch as we swayed slowly
to the music and she pushed herself to my leg.
I remembered where I was then, when I felt the slightly
hard swell between her legs. I didn't let go but used
my leg and knee to gently pressure against her cock
which was growing as we danced. Ann did the same to me
and my cock was at full attention, straining at my
pants. I could hear Ann's breathing accelerate and felt
her lips brush against my neck. I never knew that goose
bumps could cover your whole body, but I found out that
the touch of her warm lips could do it to me.
When the song ended, we both knew we needed to cool
down a little, so we walked back to our table hand-in-
hand. I glanced at her to see if there were any tell
tale signs of what we were up to, but the pleats of her
skirt hid any bulges that might have given us away. I
however, did not have on a skirt and I'm sure anyone
could have seen that I was ready to go. I felt a wet
spot of pre-cum in my pants. As we sat, Ann
"accidentally" let her hand brush across my erect penis
through my pants, giving me another thrill. We had
another drink and danced again and again. I showed her
my magic tricks, cards and coins and silks. She laughed
delightfully and marveled at what I could do with my
hands.
Each dance became a little hotter, a little closer. I
realized that we were going to get into trouble, either
from drinking too much or getting it on right in the
bar, so I suggested that we should probably go to
dinner. We paid our bill and walked out holding hands.
As I opened the car door for Ann, she stopped and
cupped my face in her hands and told me I was sweet.
She gave me a kiss on the lips. It was short and warm.
She still held me in her hands and we separated enough
to look in each other's eyes. I put my arms around her,
locking my hands on her butt cheeks.
I could feel the silky panties sliding against the
skirt and I pulled Ann close to me and kissed her for
real. We embraced and our lips parted. My nostrils were
full of her perfume and her breasts were pushed up
against me as our tongues danced against each other in
a deep French. I brought my left hand up and cupped
Ann's breast, feeling her push against my hand as I did
so. We kissed for a full minute and finally broke for
air. We didn't say anything, but I handed her into her
seat, her eyes gleaming at me.
The drive to the restaurant was not too far. Ann put
her hand on my thigh and then let it creep up to the
bulge where my now wet penis was doing its very best to
escape and jump into her hands. We straightened our
clothes and went into the restaurant for dinner. This
was listed as the best restaurant in the area and the
food and service were superb. We had wine with dinner
and feasted on an appetizer and well presented entrees.
Ann declined desert and so did I. Ann said she would
rather save me for desert. We talked constantly through
dinner. When it was over, I asked her what she would
like to do and offered more drinking or dancing. Ann
said that if I didn't mind, she would like me to take
her home and come in for a drink. She did not have to
ask me twice.
At her home, she opened the door and led me inside by
the hand. Her place was spotless, decorated with
subdued modern art and low lights. She led me into the
living room and invited me to sit and then went to the
kitchen. I could hear her in there clinking glasses and
moving stuff around. She came back with a glass of wine
for herself and another Black Russian for me. She lit a
few candles that were scattered about the room and I
think she made sure to bend over so I could see her
legs and the top of her stockings as she did so. She
put some soft music to play on a stereo and turned out
the lights. Ann came over to me and sat next to me on
the couch.
"You have been the perfect gentleman, Rob. I dreamed
about this night for years and years, but did not
imagine how wonderful it really would be. I think you
deserve to get what you want!" She came to me and we
began to kiss. At first, we just embraced and kissed.
She was warm and soft and smelled like heaven. The
candles threw off soft light which reflected in her
eyes and filled the room with a warm waxy smell.
Patchouli.
I smelled patchouli from the candles that reminded me
of 1970 and head shops. We kissed and began to pet. I
caressed her breasts through the silk and lace of her
bra for a little while. Then I slowly unbuttoned the
top three buttons and put my hand under the blouse to
cup her breasts in her bra. She worked my back and
rubbed her hand across my thighs, but we both wanted it
to last, so we went slowly.
I reached behind and unsnapped the clasp of her bra and
then found her breasts with my hands. They were full to
my touch and I found her nipples and gently tweaked and
pulled them. I could hear her breathing accelerate.
When the time was right, I broke the lip lock and
nibbled at Ann's neck first and then moved down to kiss
and suckle her breasts. She lay back and I slipped to
my knees in front of the couch so I could reach her
breasts with ease. She moaned and writhed to the touch
of my lips and we kept that up for a long time, both
careful to prolong our pleasure.
The music ended and I sat up and sipped my drink. Ann
got up and peeled off her blouse and left her bra
hanging on her shoulders. She looked at me and tweaked
her nipples, pulling on them as she did so. I was ready
to burst at the sight of her in her skirt, hose and
bra. She stood and took my hand and said that we really
needed to move to the bedroom. She invited me to lie
down and suggested that I get comfortable while she
"freshened up" in the bathroom.
She lit some more candles and turned out the lights
before she slipped into the small bathroom at one end
of the bedroom. I pulled back the covers on her big
four-poster bed to find deep wine-colored satin sheets.
I stripper to my underwear. When I realized how wet the
front of my underpants were already, I threw them to
the side as well, gulped my drink and slipped between
the cool sheets. Ann called, "Are you ready?" Yes, yes,
I was.
Ann came out of the bathroom with the light off and at
first all I could see was her silhouette framed in the
doorway. My eyes adjusted and I saw her standing there
in a red lace push-up bra, lacy red high- cut panties,
red garters and red stockings. She had on black shiny
high heels and stood with her hands on her hips looking
at me. I couldn't speak, but held out my arms to her
and she came over and lay down on top of me and began
to kiss me again. I rolled her to the side and began to
caress her breasts while we frenched deeply. She had
heard me talk about how much I love perfume and she had
reapplied it liberally.
My hand moved to her thigh and I slowly slid it up to
her crotch. I felt the cloth of her panties and pressed
my hand into the V of her legs. There was nothing there
and I was confused for a second until I found what I
was looking for tucked back between her legs. She
pushed against me and I could tell that her sex would
not stay there too long and it began to swell against
the lace under my fingers.
Ann took her hand and rubbed my penis through the slick
satin sheet and I could feel a little wet spot bloom as
my teased cock spit in frustration. Ann pulled away
from our kiss and threw back the sheet to see me spread
naked on my back. She leaned over and took my cock into
her warm mouth and began to suck me. I never knew how
good a blow job could feel, but she knew how to make it
better than anything I had ever experienced!
She applied suction and rolled her tongue in circles
while her teeth pressed lightly at the base. She held
my balls firmly and buried the shaft deep in her throat
and made swallowing motions that felt divine. She held
the shaft of my penis in her hand tightly and pistoned
her hard sucking lips up and down on the tip.
It wasn't long before I had to warn her that if she
didn't stop that, she was going to get a mouth full of
protein. She stopped long enough to remind me that we
had all night and that I should let loose and enjoy.
She went back to that exquisite movement on my dick and
in a few seconds I broke loose and filled her mouth
with hot sperm. She sucked at it greedily and kept up
the work until I fell back, exhausted with pleasure.
Ann came back to me and straddled me. She leaned
forward and kissed me deeply. I could taste the salty
residue of my own ejaculation on her lips and her
tongue. We kissed and I reached behind her to unclasp
her bra and free her breasts. She wagged them in my
face and I pulled her down and kissed and sucked at her
nipples, kneading her breasts lightly with my hands.
She closed her eyes and threw her head back in
pleasure.
I bucked her off to one side and drank the sight of her
body in the candlelight. I moved around and peeled her
panties down. She had put them on over her garter and
that made it easy. Her cock was brown and flaccid,
lying against her leg. I knew what I had to do; what I
wanted to do. I bent down and took the rubbery member
into my mouth. She was not circumcised like I was, and
that was the first time I'd ever been that close to an
uncircumcised prick, let alone had one in my mouth.
But I knew the things that gave me pleasure and Ann had
taught me a few more, so I started to work. As I sucked
and nibbled at Ann's cock it began to come to life in
my mouth. I felt her balls and found her testicles had
shrunk to hard tiny nuts, probably from the influence
of the female hormones. I sucked and used my hand to
pull down the skin against the shaft of her penis and
expose the tip.
I felt Ann writhe and buck under me and could hear her
moan and gasp as I did my job. She grabbed me by the
hair and pulled my face down to her pelvis and I
swallowed her erect member deep in my throat. I thought
I would gag, but I did not. I just hungered for more
and kept sucking and running my tongue around her now
fully stiff cock.
Ann finally pulled away and lay on her back. "Fuck me,
Rob! Fuck me like a lady!" she squealed. I had no
trouble with my own tool, which was now erect and ready
to do her. I pushed my dick against her puckered ass
hole and it slid in easily from the combination of spit
and cum that covered us. She screamed a little and put
her legs in the air as I began slow strokes, in and
out. I reached down and pulled her nipples. I took her
cock in my hands and jacked it as I thrust at her with
my prick.
Her breasts bounced in the candle light and she moaned
and squealed and twisted her head from side to side.
Having just been serviced like I was, I had plenty of
endurance and kept going for quite some time. Finally,
I came to a climax myself, pumping my load into Ann as
she pushed herself against me screaming with pleasure.
When I was done, I pulled free and immediately took her
rigid penis in my mouth and sucked and stroked
vigorously. It wan not long before I felt Ann spasm and
arch to me and my mouth was filled with hot salty
juice. I swallowed it like a trooper and fell back on
the bed. We both lay there breathing hard for a few
minutes before we could talk. I had found what I was
looking for and I loved it. So did Ann.
The rest of this story is just for Ann and me to
remember. I did not go back to my hotel that night. I
did not sleep much either. We explored each other all
night long, in body and soul. Parting in the morning
was hard, but we both knew we needed time to reflect
and savor what we had experienced. Needless to say, I
expect we will meet again. I did not lose her phone
number this time.
END
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others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
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a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world
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