IT’S NOT YOU OR US, IT’S JUST ME
Recently, I had a lovely but challenging experience with a trans woman. We had played around once before and it was great fun. We had a fun blow job session in a big room of a sex club once and it was nothing but a delight. I may have written about it on this blog, haha. But, I digress.
The next time, we were in each others company, and I saw the look in her eyes that was beckoning me. I was intrigued and attracted, and then asked, “Would you like to play with me?” To which she replied, “Hell yes.” I then asked, “Would you like to come up to the private room?” Since I was standing right by the door for the VIP section where it wasn’t as crowded (this was on DTF Night and boy, was it busy! Lots of sausage in the soup today! Needs more cherry mango guava! LOL) we went to the private room. She told me she was ravenous to devour my privates, and I presented them for her carnal desire to consume. After we exploded in joy, we both returned to the festivities.
A half hour later, she asked, “Ready for round two? I like to put on a show!” And… I just wasn’t up for it. I said “I don’t think so but if I change my mind, I’ll let you know.” I could see the look of disappointment on her face. I wanted to say, It’s not you, I’m just tired! It had been a long day and I just felt like watching for the next few hours. I could see they may have thought I didn’t want to be seen in public with them. But no! She was gorgeous.
I didn’t have the energy to play with anyone, woman, man or trans! It happens to the best of us. So I didn’t make a big deal of it, I expressed a heartfelt thank you and good night to her, and looked her in the eyes with all the reassurance I could to express my lack of shame about our connection. The next time we play will be just as hot as all the others, but I want to be at my best, that’s all!
My trans lovers and friends deserve the best of my sex, just like everyone else…