Danielle

(Ok… Now take your hand off your dick, and keep reading.)

But when two transsexuals fuck, ie. same-sex intercourse; well, that’s just gay. And since the world is going to end in less than two years, according to the Mayan calender and Hollywood, I figured that gay sex was something I should try a time or two, or maybe even a few hundred. — But back to Teresa. Teresa and I are in love. Tho’ not that mushy, suffocating love that they try to pretend is alive and well on all the daytime soap operas. I mean TRUE love. We’re not getting married. We’re not even monogamous. And we certainly are NOT “fuck buddies”. Fuck buddies are non-commital, shallow assholes who use each other for sex. That’s not Teresa and me. In fact, we may never fuck again. We don’t need to. We hit the highest highs the first time. It wasn’t planned out nonsense. It was thrilling and wild, the way love should be. Love and sex are not logical, thank sweet baby Jesus. They defy logic. That’s why the best sex a married man will have is with an escort, not his wife. The risks, the challenges, the unpredictability, etc ALL make them feel happy to be ALIVE. And, fellas, by all means; go home and treat the mothers of your children like the queens they are, you fucking bums. I’m not giving you an excuse to ruin the only decent thing you’ve ever done with your poorly planned lives. But since you have absolutely no control over sexual lusts, and you’ll become maladjusted freaks unless you get your rocks off properly once in a while;  just cut to the chase and go get yourself a “private model”. But I digress. Back to Teresa again. The sex was glorious and I’d dare say, “magical”.  She fucked me doggie, pulled my hair and smacked my ass; making me pre-cum  a big sticky puddle. Then I went inside of her. She rode me cowgirl for a good hour, and shot a big hot load over my shoulder. I pumped her asshole doggie style for almost 90 minutes, until we each kept getting charlie horses. There were flying cumshots, eye-crossing fellatio, deep tissue massages, passionate kissing, cuddling afterwards, and tender spooning.  All in all, we fucked our brains out for over 3 hours, and there was never a dull moment. And now, we’re in T-love. Isn’t that a cute story?