My Life as a Shemale Part3

The next year would become the strangest and the most turbulent of my life, I will have to write more chapters just to get it all in. What came next was my transformation, even though it was becoming more clear to Tim, Sam and I that I was transgender from the onset.

Sam came and saw me more often, I started to understand that she was an e****t that Tim had come to his house but I also learned that her and I became friends and that her visits to me were not something she usually did and didn't charge for. It was only a few weeks after her first visit with me that we were sitting in my bedroom, we were both naked lying on the bed side by side and I was caressing her breast that so beautifully and perky stood up defying gravity. The small hard nipple aroused from my touch felt so good to me and I wanted nothing more in the world than to have her breasts. My fingertips slowly navigated down to her oh so perfect slit, a swollen mount of flesh that existed to please another by simply sliding inside it. She was in my eyes perfect. Tonight I would do exactly that, slide my penis into her, just like she told me about, it would fit all of my large penis and it would feel terrific. I couldn't wait, so much so that pre-cum was just dripping from my penis and running down my shaft onto my flat belly. She gave me the big Sam smile, "You are excited Danny". She let her finger glide up my shaft to the tip picking up my fluids, gathering on her fingertip, she stuck the finger in her mouth, "Come here, I think I really need this now, I wanted you the first time we met".

I was shaking a little, a tremble I could not control, I started to lean into her and she willingly started to spread her legs for me, all I could think of, that she opened the gates to paradise for me. She too was moist, as I could see when her pussy slightly parted on this move and a small cavern of pink flesh opened to receive my pulsing manhood. I remember every detail to this day.