Turned by Tricia (part 1)
This series is about a straight guy seduced by a sexy Tgirl to learn to enjoy sucking, only to be forced into sucking other guys. This is a work of fiction which I hope you will enjoy!
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I'm a straight white guy but recently have become curious about Tgirls. Tgirls are wonderfully sexy and beautiful, but between their legs is a cock. They say that they are women born into a man's body. I'm not sure about that, but I keep hearing that they really know how to please a man.
I would never consider being with another guy, but lately I've been wondering if I could be with a Tgirl and just enjoy their fem side. One afternoon I browsed the t4m section on CraigsList, looking for a Tgirl I might be comfortable with.
I saw an ad that caught my interest, "Tgirl seeking respectable straight man", which read:
"I'm looking for a nice straight gentleman who will appreciate what I have to offer. I'll make you feel better than you ever have and will do things your woman won't. Please, straight only – no gays or bi's"
That hooked me – I quickly dashed off an email to her, and in a few hours received a reply:
"Bill, you sound like the sort of man I've been seeking, and I truly hope you are sincere. Attached are some of my pictures. Please send me a face picture and tell me a little about yourself. –Tricia"
I looked at Tricia's pictures and saw a beautiful black girl, dressed in a sexy, yet tasteful way. She didn't look like a slut at all, and I began to wonder how easy it would be with her. Soon I was hard thinking about her, so I replied, telling her I was looking for a relationship with a special person, and sent along a face picture. I hoped that I said the right words and that soon she would be showing me what she could do.
Shortly I received her reply, which included her telephone number. I quickly called her and she suggested that we meet for a drink at a nearby bar, to which I readily agreed.
I met her and was immediately taken by her beauty. We ordered drinks and after receiving them, Tricia hit me with the first difficult question, "So why are you interested in a girl like me?"
I should have expected this, but she caught me totally by surprise. I sure couldn't tell her the truth – that I was just looking for a good blowjob, so I bought some time while I thought of a suitable response.
"I'm really very nervous about this," I said, "and you are so beautiful that nobody would suspect that you are ..."
"Not a real woman?" Tricia countered.
"I didn't mean it that way," I said, trying to recover, "you look very real to me."
"And that is exactly the way I want to be treated," she said, "are you experienced with women?"
"Yes, I am," I replied, "I've been dating for a few years but have been disappointed."
"So why do you think it would be different with me?" Tricia asked.
I didn't dare say because she would be "easy" but I had to come up with something, so I responded, "Well, you just seem to be more ..."
"More feminine?" she asked.
I felt relieved and grabbed onto that answer, "Yes, you are much more feminine than any woman I have known!"
Tricia smiled and said, "girls like us really want to be feminine and take it really seriously. Many genetic women almost seem to suppress their femininity – perhaps because of feminism."
I felt relieved to have passed, and now countered with, "So why were you looking for a straight guy? Your ad said no gays or bi's – wouldn't they be a better match?"
"It might seem so at first," Tricia replied, "I suppose you don't know that much about Tgirls, but we really want to be women and want to be treated that way. I'm looking for a straight man who will treat me entirely as a woman."
"I intend to treat you entirely like a woman and only think of you in that way, I said, and timidly added, "but I am straight and not really interested in what is between your legs."
"That's wonderful!" Tricia declared, "I want us to be like any other straight couple."
Tricia asked if I would like to go see a movie and I agreed. We drove to a nearby movie theater, bought some tickets and seated ourselves in the back. I was holding her hand, scared and excited at the same time.
Soon we were kissing. I was a little tentative at first. The idea of kissing a man was revolting to me, but Tricia was no man. She looked, smelled and kissed like a beautiful woman, and it wasn't difficult at all to simply think of her as one.
I was getting aroused and soon had my hand up her skirt, touching the soft skin of her inner thigh. It seemed so natural for me to do this, but I suddenly stopped myself, realizing that if I continued it could spoil everything. Still, I held my hand their and went no further – everything was completely feminine so far.
Tricia put her hand on mine, and pulled it out from under her skirt, as if rescuing me. Next I felt her hand on my crotch, massaging my erection. We continued to kiss and I decided to trust Tricia completely. I unzipped and took my cock out. Her hand closed around it and began stroking me.
As my arousal mounted I was afraid I would shoot cum all over myself, and said, "please, I'm getting close and don't want to make a mess!"
"Trust me," replied Tricia, "I know how to prevent a mess."
With that she leaned over and wrapped her pretty lips around my cock. It was heavenly, and she sucked like she really wanted to!
I had only been sucked a couple of times, and I had to talk the girl into it – this was entirely different.
Soon I was cumming, and it was wonderful! I hoped that it was ok for me to cum in her mouth – I didn't even think to ask.
Tricia remained there for a few minutes after I stopped pumping, perhaps to get the last drop.
She pulled off and swallowed, asking, "How was that, dear?"
"It was fantastic!" I responded, "thank you so very much."
Even though I had cum, I found that I was still interested in Tricia. I wondered if I was falling for her or just planning for a repeat performance.
After the movie I invited her to go out for dinner, to which she agreed.
We went to a nearby restaurant and had a nice dinner. The conversation was relaxed, and felt entirely natural.
"I'm really glad you aren't one of those guys who just wants to leave right after they cum," she said.
"Oh no," I replied, "I'm not that sort, especially with a classy lady like you!"
That wasn't entirely untrue – she was very classy, and I would love to see her again.
"I am nervous about one thing," I said, "You were very good to me, and I'm not in a position to return the favor."
"I realize that, and don't expect you to," Tricia replied, "Being in a normal relationship with you is enough for me."
"I'm not entirely sure what this relationship will become," I confessed, "but I like being with you, and kissing you."
"You almost got carried away when you slipped your hand up my skirt," Tricia said, smiling.
"I wasn't thinking," I replied.
"Not with your big head, at least," she responded, "but I was able to help you clarify though thinking."
"Well, I don't really know where this is heading," I said, "but I do want to continue with you, and hope that you will understand if I make a few mistakes.
"I will be very understanding, dear," she replied, "you are the first straight man to get this far."
"What happened with the others?" I asked.
"There were three before you," she said, "and I was about to give up finding a nice straight man, until you came into my life."
"Two of them freaked out when we kissed," she continued, "making a really short date. The third seemed ok until I blew him, and then he got up and left in a hurry and I haven't heard from him since."
I smiled and said, "I'm glad I passed then."
Tricia smiled at me and invited me to her house, which I declined because it was getting late and I had to work the next day. Beyond that, I really didn't know what would happen if I did, and didn't want to spoil an otherwise wonderful evening.
Tricia smiled and told me to call her when I was ready to get together again, to which I agreed.
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Feel free to contact me with your comments or requests. –Bill (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)
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