Some days, you are given an invitation to see something you don’t see every day. Sometimes, you don’t even see it once a year or once a decade, hot dammit! You never know with some things.
So there I was just at my local naked sauna, warming my cute little buns. I was just leaving a birthday party for an old friend, and wanted to sweat out the screwdriver I just imbibed prior.
Toasty toasty, there I roast me. All hot and relaxed, I got my sweat bag swelter on in the sauna, and was feeling just fine and dandy like wine and candy. I stepped out, grabbed a towel, and sauntered down to the hot tub for a sequel. Sploosh, I jumped in.
More stewing and swimming in sweet warmth. I feel marvelous, darling. I was having a very nice evening and didn’t expect much else to happen so late at the sauna. Only a few people were lingering around, and I didn’t take any note of them as I was seeking the solace of the sauna experience.
Then I emerged from the hot tub, and went inside to dry off. Nobody told me that I was going to be blessed with a gift of a joyful present in human revelation, in the form of a wonderful friendly trans woman asking me, as I’m drying off my body, “Do you want to see my pussy? I just finished my operation!”
There is of course only one logical and acceptable answer if you have my brain and heart: “YES!”
So, that’s actually what transpired in that there living room, right in front of my virgin eyes (actually no, I’ve made love to a few trans people with vulvas, but it sounds cute so I’ma run with it for now.)
Truthfully, I had spent about three years time in the presence of this trans person, but never knew at what stage of transition they were in, and they were under no obligation to reveal it to me if they didn’t want to.
I referred to them with “her/she” pronouns, and honored their feminine grace as it was. Little did I know the day was about to come when they had fully felt comfortable confirming their present essence in public, and asking all the lovely friends they had in the room to come take a good gander at her pretty new pussy!
She opened her pussy lips, played with it, pulled them apart, and poked and prodded it for us to watch her enjoy her new parts of her self. It was a beautiful pussy (all pussy is in my eyes) so I told her so, and honestly, it was quite appealing and juicy. She told us where her clitoris was, and showed her lips folding, as well as her pubic hair fuzz.
Seeing a pussy placed on such proud display was an experience that I enjoyed quite thoroughly, and I was so pleasantly surprised how it all came about, especially the ease in which the owner of said pristine pink pussy put their personal parts on a pedestal for their own proclamation of pulchritude.
Standing ovation!
Love,
Addi Stewart
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