A Fairytale Ending
I awoke still firmly in the grasp of sleep. A little disoriented at first, I took in my surroundings. There were some hints out there at the fringes of my senses, smells, sounds, and a familiar looking closet door. All combed to put me at ease, I was in my own room, in my own bed, and I felt warm and comfy. There was another sensation, one of contentment and satisfaction as well, a familiar feeling which made me smile. It was early yet, work was still hours off, with sleep still weighing heavily upon me, I snuggled back down into the warm inviting covers. I wiggled slightly as I settled in and as I did, I felt a stirring behind me. A hand gently brushed against the cheeks of my firm little ass, then slid over my body, pulling me closer to another warm body. I slight smile formed on my face and I nestled into the embrace.
The memory of the previous night was working its way through the haze now and I seemed to recall a night of some pretty serious sexual activity ending climactically. Well that explained the sensation of contentment, there had been sex involved, lots of it. The body behind me snuggled up a little closer, until I felt it pressing against me from head to toe. There was something else there too, a firmness that suddenly broadened my smile. I cooed ever so softly and wiggled my butt against the pressure. I was rewarded when I a moan and felt the pressure increase. There was another stirring, then a voice questioning, “Again?” Giggling I responded, “I’m not the one with the hard on!” At that, the arm tightened around me and I felt the light touch of lips on the back of my neck. I cooed and wiggling my butt again, felt him stiffen even more in response.
His hand found my breast, the fingers deftly working my nipple, gently squeezing and pulling on it. The feeling was exquisite, as I felt my own desires awakening. I moaned as my body responded to his touch. I felt him begin grinding his now hard cock against me and the feel of him was too much. I spun in his embrace, my lips seeking his. I felt his arms pulling me closer, his mouth covering mine. My lips parted to accept his delicious tongue. My hand slid down his body until I felt his throbbing manhood. I gently stroked it, feeling the length of it and was reward as his body tense at my touch.
He rolled on top of me, never releasing our kiss, his tongue working its magic on me. My desire for him had peaked, I wanted him, I needed to feel him inside me. Spreading my legs, he slid between them, my hands griping his muscular back, as my legs wrapped around him. He broke the kiss, coming up for air, I moaned and whispered, “Take me now! I want to feel you inside me,” with practiced ease, he positioned his throbbing cock and felt him slowly slide into me. I groaned, griping him with my legs pulling him tighter, forcing him deeper. The feeling of him buried deep inside was over whelming, I moaned, “Yes! Fuck me, Baby,” and I felt him begin grinding his cock into me.
Our love making was intense and swiftly concluded as we both exploded in orgasm quickly. We lay there for some time, locked together, his cock buried deep, my legs holding him close. It had always been like this, from that first night to now, each time as good as the first, the intensity of our love making never faltering. He knew me, what I wanted, what I needed, and I knew him. He stirred now, but I wasn’t yet ready to release him. “We can’t stay like this indefinitely.” he whispered, with a giggle I responded, “Who says?” He laughed at that, then with more force, slid from between my legs to lay beside me and I rolled to and rested my head on his chest.
My hand gently caressed the muscles of his stomach as I marveled at how this man made me feel. I cocked my head and looking into his eyes and said, “I love you.” His face softening as he smiled at my declaration, then the smile transformed into that impish grin, he whispered, “Really? I hadn’t noticed.” I raked my fingernails across his stomach causing him to flinched, “Rouge!”I spat. We both burst into laughter, as I lowered my head once more to his chest. I loved his laugh. There was something magical in its effect on me. There was something magical about him, the way he made me feel, when I was with him nothing else mattered. The world was far away and there was only him. We lay there together until we had both drifted off, satisfied and content in each other’s embrace.
When I next awoke, I found myself alone. A sudden sense of loss filled me, then I heard noises from the bathroom, rolling to my side, I saw Thomas standing at the sink shaving. Watching him, the loss was quickly replaced by something amazing and wonderful. My mind wandered as I watched him. He had come into my life just as I had reached a crossroads. I had finally decided to accept my inner self, my female self and commit to fulfilling her desires. My life Avrupa yakası travesti had been mostly unsatisfying until then, never really feeling that I fit in. Only when I began to embrace the inner me did things begin to fall into place. It was awkward at first, the rules of society and my upbringing, battling with my inner feelings. When I found myself unattached with no obligations from my past, I had taken my leap of faith, to hell with the world I would be who I truly wanted to be.
Making my decision was only a part of the battle, the struggle wasn’t over yet and it would take time and hard work, but it somehow felt so right. I didn’t think I’d be able to make the journey alone, so I went in search of a partner to explore my new life with me, one who would understand me and accept me for who I was. I never expected fate to step in, but a chance meeting had changed everything. Just as I set my feet on my path, Thomas had walked into my life. He’d asked no questions, made no demands, he accepted me for who I was without question. It was if you’d collected all my hopes and dreams and molded them into a perfect partner.
I watched him now, smiling to myself. I liked looking at him. Everything about him pleased me. He must have sensed my gaze, because he turned to look at me. He smiled, “Finally awake are we?” he asked, my response was limited to a sigh as I yawned and stretched. “Well at least one of us got some sleep,” he continued, “You need to curb your appetite, it’s rough on an old man.” At that, I sat bolt upright, “It was your hard on that started it!” I declared, “Yeah, but it was your fault. If you didn’t turn me on it wouldn’t have been hard!” he retorted. Giggling at that I hopped out of bed and move to the bathroom. I moved behind him, slipping my arms around him and resting my head against his back, hugged he close.
He felt good and I sighed as I held him. “Looks like we both have a problem,” I murmured. “Maybe we’re not so good for each other?” he laughed. I released him, swatting him on the ass. He laughed again as I strode naked into the bedroom. Turning my head to peek back at him, I noticed him following me with his eyes, so I gave him a little wiggle, then with a wicked grin, “I captured you fair and square, you’re mine and I’ll never let you go.” We both laughed at that and I padded down the stairs to make coffee.
I was hungry, so started breakfast as the coffee brewed. I more felt his presence behind me than heard him and when I turned, I saw him standing in the doorway watching me. We gazed at each other for a moment, my wicked grin returning. “There’s that hard on again,” I said giggling. He snorted, exclaiming, “Well, if some people wouldn’t run around naked all the time, it probably wouldn’t be a problem.” I strode up to him with my sexiest walk, slipping my arms around his neck, lifting up on my toes to gently kiss him and whispered, “Maybe it’s a problem I can help you with?” Laughing, he said, “Not if I’m ever going to get to work today.”
I released my hold on him and giving his erection a little squeeze, continued preparing breakfast. As he sat down at the table I heard him accuse, “Tease!” I smiled seductively as I brought him his breakfast, putting on a little show just for him. As I sat down his plate, I leaned over to whisper in his ear, “pretty much,” then lightly kissed his ear. We ate in silence, stealing glances at each other like teenagers. Breakfast almost finished, he asked, “Do you realize how hard it is to concentrate on food with you sitting there naked as the day you were born?” smiling wickedly I replied, “Just making sure you were still paying attention.” I stood up walked to him and gently kissed him on the cheek, slipping past him and padding off to find some clothes. As I past, I received a little pat on the butt, giggling I headed up the stairs.
When I returned to the kitchen to clean up the breakfast dishes, he was gone. I knew he had just gone to work and would return to me, but I still felt a small sense of loss. I continued cleaning up, putting the dishes in the dishwasher and wiping down the counters and table. I poured myself a fresh cup of coffee and sat at the table to ponder my situation. Thomas and I had been together for several years now and I marveled at how he still made me feel. His touch still took my breath away, his voice still sent tingles through my body, and his kisses still made me weak. He was wonderful and I was the luckiest woman on the planet.
That first meeting had thrown me for a loop. Baffled and confused by the way he made me feel, I stumbled through most of the evening until he kissed me. When he took me in his arms and his lips touched mine, everything changed and I suddenly knew who I was and what I wanted. I had been born male, lived most of my life as a man, but deep within me was the woman I would become. Avrupa yakası travestileri Thomas has been my spark. The fire that rose from the spark was now blazing away within me, its warmth fueling my love for him. I smiled at that, just thinking of him made me feel wonderful.
I lived fully as a woman now. I had walked away from everything I’d known, giving up my old life for my new life with Thomas and what a wonderful life it was. I was a stay at home wife, committed to taking care of my home and my man. I had heard woman complain for years about being bored, wanting a career, or some other silliness to fill their boring existence. Now that I was here, I couldn’t understand what all the fuss was about. I spent most of my time just taking care of our home, the rest was spent in discovering more about this amazing man I’d found. There just couldn’t be anything better than that.
My coffee had gotten cold while I daydreamed and there were things I need to get done today. I had a hair appointment this afternoon with Stacy and I need to go shopping for groceries before then, so enough wool gathering, I need to start my day. Laundry first, now that the breakfast dishes were done, then a little light house work. I finished with vacuuming and stood in the living room surveying things before getting started with the real work. I had never understood why woman had taken so much time to get ready while I lived as a man, that was all changed now. There just was always something else and everything took time to do. Hair, nails, makeup, and clothes. I never realized how easy men had it.
Clothes were the toughest challenge for me. I had tossed all my masculine clothes and filled the empty space in my closet with the trimmings of my feminine side, yet it just seemed I never had the right thing to wear. It seemed I was always settling for something close, never just right. I chuckled to myself at that thought. Thomas had once commented that he’d need to build an addition on the house just to get enough closet space for his clothes. Chuckling again, I headed to the bedroom to get ready.
I quickly stripped off my clothes and started my bath. As I wait for the tub to fill, I looked at my reflection in the mirror. I was pleased with what I saw. Not too shabby for a 50 year old female with something extra. I swayed this way and that taking in the view. My slim 5’9″ frame, slender hips and my firm little butt, looked good. My hair down to the middle of my back now was a perfect for look me. My breasts were small, larger now than before I had started the hormones, but they were pronounced enough for me. Thomas called them pert and perfect for him. I was too old to think about a fully transitioning, but I had wanted to be as feminine as I could be. When I had brought it up to Thomas, he had supported my decision, so I had started the treatments soon after we’d met.
Enough daydreaming, the bath was ready and I needed to finish getting ready for my hair appointment with Stacy. The steam from the bath had caused me to perspire and I caught a whiff of the musky smell of Thomas on me. I felt myself getting aroused as I thought about the previous night’s activities. The scent and the memories combined and I felt my sexual desire begin to well up inside me. I took a deep breath and thought to myself, hold up old girl, save it for tonight, with that I plunged into the bath.
Finishing my bath and drying myself, I need to get going, as soon as I was done with Stacy, I needed to stop by the grocery store before heading home. This was a special day for Thomas and I, the anniversary of our first date. It was the night when I had committed myself to him. The night when we had both fulfilled each other’s dreams and I was going to make tonight just as special. I wanted to show him how special he was to me and how much I loved him. I had shopped for days looking for just the right outfit before finding a slinky little dress that displayed my best virtues, some very suggestive underwear, which of course would not take much to shed, and to start the evening off, a special dinner including all the things he liked most. He had asked about going out which was sweet, but this night was special and I wanted him all to myself.
My trip to Stacy’s took longer than anticipated and now I was under the gun to get dinner ready. The roast would take time and I need to get it going as soon as I hit the house. It all needed to be ready when he walked through the door and that included me. I had done my thing while the roast cooked so as I was just taking it out of the oven when I heard the door open, perfect timing. A quick mental check, table set, wine chilling, bathed with just the hint of perfume, all that was left was to set the food on the table, I was ready. The only thing missing was the man.
As he walked into the kitchen I heard Travesti avrupa yakası him say something smelled good. Smiling I walked up to him reached up, giving him a quick kiss, then asked if he was referring to the food or me? He looped his arms around my waist pulling me tight against him. As he looked deep into my eyes, he asked, “What food?” I smiled and gave him another kiss, this one, a little more intense giving him just a little hint of what was to come. I extracted myself from his grasp, leaving him with a disappointed look. Smiling I said, “Not just yet Big Boy, I have plans for you and I’ll not be distracted so easily by your wicked ways!” At least not yet I thought smiling inwardly to myself.
I told him to take a seat and relax then busied myself with dinner. I flitted around the kitchen performing first one task then another and I felt his eyes following me as I worked. I enjoyed his attention and giving him a little show as I worked. My dress was a little too short for public display, but perfect for showing off my firm butt in private. After several minutes of bending over and wiggling, I heard say accusingly, “Tease!” I just smiled and continued my work. Dinner, finally ready, we sat down for our meal. I had prepared all of his favorites. He looked over the presentation and commented that he was either in trouble or would soon be in trouble. I flashed him my best sexiest smile and told him the jury was still out.
We finished dinner and I chased him into the living room out of my way while I hurriedly cleaned up. I told him to fix us a drink, that I would join him shortly. The work went quickly and I joined him in short order. I seated myself on the couch next to him, kicking off my shoes as I drew my legs under me, then snuggled up to him. I heard a chuckle escape as he put his arm around me. “What’s so funny?” I asked, “I sort thought from that move you just made, that I could expect you to start purring.”I giggled, and told him that might come later if he played his cards right. “So what’s the big occasion?” he asked. I sat bolt upright, “It’s our anniversary, you, you man!” I exclaimed. He chuckled again, “Oh that, well I guess I had forgotten?” My eyes narrowed at that comment, I was being played!
“Really!” I said, standing and planting my feet wide apart before him, hands on my hips, “You guess you forgot? I demanded. He laughed hardily now, “Whoa, hold up Kitten, draw those claws back in.” he said as he produced a small box from seemingly nowhere. Now it was my turn to be surprised. My hands shot to lips, “For me?” I cooed. He nodded and held the box out to me. My excitement barely contained I opened the box with trembling hands. Inside was a beautiful diamond bracket. I gasped as I inspected my new treasure. “It’s beautiful.” was all I could manage, as I continued to gaze at it. Standing, he took it from me box and quickly put it on my wrist. “It’s gorgeous Baby,” twirling it around in the light. “It pales in comparison to you, Happy Anniversary.” then taking me in his arms he kissed me.
After several long wonderful minutes we came up for air. “Wow, had I known I’d get this kind of response, I’d have given you a bracelet sooner,” he said chuckling. I narrowed my eyes asking, “Weren’t you complaining about this very thing, earlier this morning?” We both laughed at that and seated ourselves on the couch. I sat in his lap this time, my arms around his neck. I lowered my lips to his for another show of appreciation. As we kissed, his hands began to move over my thighs, reaching slowly upward. “Just what do you think you’re doing?” I asked, “Well, I thought……,” trialing off, “You thought that by giving me a shiny new trinket you could just do as you please?” I accused. “Well, Yes, to tell the truth, that’s exactly what I thought.” “Well you had better guess again Mister! I’ll not be pawed at on the couch like some school girl.”
At that he sat me on my feet, quickly standing, he swept me off my feet declaring, “Off to the bedroom it is.” Carrying me in his arms he headed toward the stairs. “You would force yourself upon me would you?” He laughed, “Pretty much,” he said flatly. “Well ok then, I just wanted to get the record straight, this was your idea, so no complaints later!” I proclaimed, as I snuggled down into his neck. When we arrived in the bedroom, he tossed me on the bed like a doll. There was a frenzy of activity we hurried to disrobe. Naked now, Thomas dove into bed next to me, taking me in his arms and pulling me close. His lips covered. I surrender myself to him, loosing myself in his embrace.
Our love making had been intense, fueled by our desires. There was an urgency to our love making, spurred on by our deep need for each other. It was raw and animalistic, yet loving and gentle. When we’d finally reached our climax together, we lay spent and exhausted. I lay panting, my head resting on his chest, his arms holding me, the world fading away as if there were only the two of us. He broke the silence when he whispered, “That was amazing.” I sighed, turning my head to look up at him, I responded, “You’re amazing.” He lowered his head and our lips met and the night dwindled into darkness as we fell asleep in each other’s arms.