When Samantha and I first met, quite serendipitously on the Lush website, I should have realised that this was meant to be.
The chance of us meeting the way we did was astronomically slim and, although I’ve been told that I have an innate ability to see the future, I never saw it coming.
As we lay together on the hotel bed, coming down from the most beautiful, tender lovemaking imaginable, I remembered that I had made a reservation for dinner at a Tapas bar. Reluctantly, Sam and I untangled our bodies and languidly dragged ourselves out of bed.
As we showered together, our hands and mouths were all over each other. Samantha became erect again, of course, so I sucked her off. Then Sam licked and fingered me until I came.
Luckily, the hot water began to run out or I’m sure we’d still be in there.
I had bought an emerald green sheath/column off-the-shoulder cocktail dress for the evening, and matching criss-cross strap sandals with a three-inch heel. I wore no underwear and made a mental note to wear panties to work next Friday, to kind of balance my week.
It was a very daring outfit for me, but I had decided to dress to suit my anticipated mood and, as I was far from home, nobody would know me anyway.
We got ready in separate rooms. It was the only way we could manage to leave each other alone, but when Samantha emerged into the lounge room my heart almost stopped.
She looked absolutely stunning in a layered sweetheart neckline little black dress, patent black heels and a black velvet choker and charm. Sam’s gorgeous face was minimally made up, with red lipstick and a light touch of mascara, framed by her long golden hair.
I felt overwhelmed in her presence and started to doubt myself, but Samantha strode straight up to me and told me how beautiful I looked. I swallowed hard and accepted her compliment.
We left the hotel, hand in hand, and caught an Uber to the Tapas bar.
The bar was abuzz with life, and none of the other patrons seemed to even notice us as we were shown to our table.
All night I gazed into Sam’s sparkling eyes, as we chatted and giggled across the table, fingers touching the whole time.
As we slowly ate our way through the sumptuous Spanish offerings that the waiter kept bringing, and sipped on margaritas, the conversation became more animated and our laughter got louder.
Samantha was terrific fun to be with, and despite our age difference, we had a lot in common.
As the night flew by, I became more enchanted by the intelligent, witty young woman across the table. The fact that she was drop-dead gorgeous was a bonus.
I was deeply in love.
As we rose to leave, my heels became stilts and I struggled to remain upright – I do love margaritas! My purse flew across the floor, and Sam sprang to my rescue, grabbing me to save me from falling. The whole room looked in our direction as Sam held my waist to steady me.
I just turned and took her face in my hands, planting a big wet kiss on her mouth. Sam kissed me back with the same enthusiasm as the room erupted with whistles and cheers. We looked at each other, turned, and took a bow, giggling madly as we started to leave the bar, a little unsteadily.
Sam took my hand in hers and led the way as I took little half-running steps to keep up.
Someone handed me my purse, but they disappeared as I tried to say thanks.
Our arms were stretched as Samantha picked up the pace. My tits were bouncing under my dress and my nipples were on high beam. I smiled and nodded to everyone as we went by them. I felt like the star of the show, an elegant whore. I wanted to kiss them all. I was like a kid on a merry-go-round as the colours whizzed past.
Sam was not hurrying to get me out, she was hurrying to get me in…to bed. I knew Samantha was going to fuck my brains out, and I couldn’t wait. The thought of her perfect cock inside me made my pussy throb.
Sam is amazing at sex – she makes me cum like a freight train.
I woke in the morning as the sun streamed through the hotel window, blinding me. My mouth felt as if it were full of sand. I managed to find the bathroom with my eyes shut and stepped into the shower.
The life-giving water rejuvenated me as I took my time under the strong hot waterfall. I smiled to myself as I touched my smooth tender pussy. My stomach muscles were also quite sore, as was my pelvic girdle.
Last night had been quite athletic!!
I saw my very red ass cheeks in the mirror as I stepped out of the shower. My right cheek clearly showed a hand-shaped print.
“That’s unusual,” I mused.
The thought of getting a tattoo suddenly crossed my mind – I shook my head to erase that thought. What the…..?!
I came back into the bedroom, drying my hair. I was wearing the fluffy white monogrammed hotel robe. I felt human again, and horny. I always feel horny from tequila hangovers, but that wasn’t the reason today.
Samantha was still asleep, facing the wall, her shoulder barely rose and fell as she breathed. I dropped the robe and slipped into bed beside her, trying not to wake her, but I heard Sam’s soft greeting of “Good morning” as I spooned her warm body.
My right arm was under her pillow, my left across her waist, my hand cupped Sam’s breast.
The scent of Sam’s perfume was intoxicating as it filled my nostrils. I tweaked her nipple, and it hardened between my fingers.
My pussy pulsed.
My hand trailed downwards. My fingertips lightly skipped over her soft milky flesh, skimming along her erection.
I gently played with her smooth balls.
Samantha moaned softly as I kissed her neck.
I purred, “Good morning my love”.
Samantha rolled onto her back, stretching awake, her smile radiant. My heart filled with love and desire. I clamped my mouth over Sam’s and kissed her passionately, our tongues danced together.
I kissed my way down Sam’s sexy body, savouring her warm white skin, little goosebumps appeared everywhere that my wet tongue licked.
My pussy became wet.
I reached Sam’s cock as it hovered and bounced above her tummy, seeking attention. I sat up and took Sam’s right hand in mine, guiding it to her hard shaft.
Samantha read my thoughts and wrapped her delicate fingers around her rampant cock, slowly stroking herself as I dribbled spit to lubricate her hand. Sam began masturbating as I continued gently massaging her balls. I watched, fascinated, noting how her hand glided up and down, twisting, squeezing then easing her grip, over and over.
My cunt dripped freely.
I felt Sam’s balls tighten and I gently pulled down on them to prolong her beautiful agony. I knew Sam was close, and I wanted her cum – as much as she could produce. I love her cum.
I have become Sam’s cum slut.
Samantha groaned and called out my name as she neared her climax.
I leant down and took her swollen head just into my mouth, drooling so her cock remained slippery in her hand.
I licked all around the sensitive head as Sam stroked faster. I sucked hard and Sam’s hips jerked upwards.
Sam erupted into my mouth with force, so much cum, just as I wanted… I needed… I craved!!
My lips sealed around her cock as Sam pumped jets of sticky sweet cum into my greedy mouth, and I swallowed my creamy reward.
I slid up beside Samantha and kissed her soft lips.
I felt so content with my belly full of Sam’s warm seed.
I settled beside her and we went back to sleep.
The knocking on the door woke me a few hours later.
I jumped up out of bed and grabbed the white robe, holding it loosely against me. I wiggled my bare, round ass as I left the room, in case Samantha was watching. I am so naughty!
It was room service, it was 10:30 and we should have been out by 10.
The housemaid called down to the front desk to find out if we could extend the checkout time. She explained that I was unwell and needed a few more hours, and that I was happy to pay any extra cost incurred.
The manager OK’d the new arrangement and graciously waived the charges.
I thanked her and hung the “Do Not Disturb” sign on the door, closing and locking it.
I felt a bit bad that I was still going to souvenir the hotel bathrobe, considering how the manager was so generous.
I shrugged and ran back to the bedroom, tossing the robe towards our bags, then stopped in my tracks.
The tent of Sam’s erection under the bed sheet made me grin from ear to ear.
I squealed with delight as I threw back the sheet and jumped onto the bed, straddling my lover and kissing her face.
Sam’s erection pressed against me.
She is insatiable, and now it seems that I am as well.
I raised my knee and guided Sam between my swollen lips, I dropped and my drenched cunt swallowed her beautiful cock completely. I posted up and down on her, taking her deeply inside me, then almost all the way back out, then down again – over and over, my cunt squeezing tight.
I squeezed my boobs and pinched my erect nipples as I rode Sam hard, my back arched, my red hair flew all around my face.
“Sam…we…have…unghh…two more…oh.fuck…hours…baby…omg…Saaaam”
My climax ripped through me like a tidal wave.
Yes, dear reader, a straight woman has fallen in love with a trans girl.
