I was in a daze. My boyfriend Luke had just walked out on me at the bar. He was ashamed and afraid to be with me as a trans girl. I was devasted, sad, angry and defeated.
Kate, the beautiful waitress at the bar, sat down beside me and handed me a large glass of red wine. I realized just then that I was at Kate’s apartment. I glanced around the room. It was charming and eclectic, albeit a bit cluttered. I looked back at Kate, who was smiling at me with a sympathetic, but supportive look.
I saw Kate for the first time just then, I knew she was pretty, but I only took in her real beauty just then. Kate had a perfect smile, big dreamy blue eyes, soft, lightly tanned skin, and short brown hair cut into a pixie cut.
“Have a drink and relax,” Kate instructed, “You can stay here as long as you want.”
I tentatively took a sip of the wine. It felt warm and comforting. Kate took out a joint from a small wooden case on the coffee table. Lit it, took a puff, and handed it to me. I haven’t smoked much marijuana, but I felt like I needed it now. I leaned back on the couch and finally took a breath and relaxed.
Kate pulled off my shoes and gently took my foot and proceeded to massage my aching feet.
“You have had quite a night,” Kate said to me.
“I should have known better,” I explained, “He always would come over to my place. This was our first time in his world.”
“Maybe he wasn’t ‘out’ to his friends yet,” Kate said.
“Definitely not. He was barely out to me.” I told her.
“It’s hard coming out for some people,” Kate explained.
“Especially for football players, I am finding out,” I said.
“Or waitresses,” Kate explained,
I looked at Kate, confused.
”I haven’t come out as a lesbian to my family yet,” Kate said guiltily.
“Ah, I see,” I said, smiling.
Kate smiled bashfully back at me.
“So, do you just like guys?” Kate asked softly.
“No, I like girls and guys,” I told her seductively.
“Interesting,” Kat said as she lifted my foot to her lips for a kiss on my toes.
“You know, I am not strictly a girl, right,” I told Kate.
“Yes, I do, and you are a gorgeous girl,” Kate said to me as she sucked on my toes.
I watched Kate, and she started to suck on my toes like they were little cocks.
My cock was getting hard under my skirt. I watched her mesmerized. She was even more beautiful than I thought. I impulsively moved toward Kate, put my hands on the sides of her face, and kissed her passionately on the lips.
Our heated kiss was animalistic as we fell to the floor. I lifted her shirt and was pleased to find she wasn’t wearing a bra. Her perfectly round breasts were flushed, and her nipples were hard and pink. I trailed my kisses down to her sexy erect nipples and sucked on each of them, just like she had sucked on my toes. I then trailed my hand down her side and rubbed her pussy on the outside of jeans. Kate moaned as I opened her tight jeans and peeled them off of her.
I gazed lustfully down to the G-string underwear that barely covered her already wet pussy. I grabbed the thin strings on either side of her hips and deftly pulled off her panties. I moved seductively between her legs and looked closely at her pussy. It was magnificent! She was smooth except for a small landing strip of pubic hair above her clitoris. Her pussy lips were full and extended and were a soft pink color; her clit was large and exposed and was pulsing. I had not seen many pussies, yet, but I knew on instinct that Kate’s was almost perfect.
I didn’t hesitate and licked her entire pussy from bottom to the top of her clitoris with the flat of my tongue. Kate moaned softly and ran her fingers through my hair as I licked, then holding my head in place. I began licking Kate’s clit, with even more fervor, taking my two fingers and pushing them inside her sopping wet pussy, curling them up and rubbing her G-spot. Kate started to curse and then squeezed her legs together and bucked her hips up and down. Cum squirted from her pussy as Kate came hard against my tongue! I had never been with a squirter before, and it was amazing!
