Oh, my head! How much did I drink last night? I don't even remember getting home, assuming I am home. I don't remember my bed being this soft and clean. If this isn't my bed, then whose is it? Whoever it is, they're in here with me. Wait, did I pick up last night? Fucking score! It's still dark. I can't see what she looks like. Maybe I could feel my way around. Would that be weird? I mean, we already, at least I think we did.

She's facing away from me. Her hair is long and thick and smells like flowers. I think that's what woke me up. My face was in it, and I couldn't breathe. My body is against hers, and I can tell she's naked. I guess that answers whether or not we did it because I now realise that I am as well. Her ample arse pressed against me. Whenever she gets restless, she wiggles it into my crotch.

If I put my arm around her, I can feel her out. She's got a bit of a belly. It's soft and squishy. Interesting, I didn't know I was into that. Moving up, I can feel her tits are small but perky. I give them a slight squeeze. They're firm in my hand. Moving downwards, I find her thighs. Thick and smooth. Freshly shaven. It seems she was looking to score tonight as well. Now, if I move my hand across, oh shit, she just spun around and planted a kiss on my lips. Was she awake this whole time?

I guess it's round 2. Oof, someone likes taking charge by how she shoved me back onto the bed before going down on me. The trail of kisses up the shaft before taking my cock in her mouth. Oh my God, she knows her way around a cock. Does this girl even have a gag reflex? The sound of her gagging on my cock has me about to lose it. Hold on, big fella. We still have some ways to go.

She's rubbing something against my cock. What is that? It almost feels like another, oh my God, is she? I opened my mouth to object, but what came out was a moan. I can't do this, but I guess I already did. It feels so good. And all I have to do is give in. She's lowering herself on my cock. Her arse feels incredible. The way she's fucking me, it's like I'm just a blowup doll to her. What was that that just hit my stomach just now? It's warm and wet. Did she just cum?

Oh God. That turned me on more than I ever thought it would. I'm going to cum too. I can't stop it. I think that was the most intense orgasm I ever had. It felt like being torn apart by pleasure. Wait, did she put her hand over my mouth when I cried out? What the fuck? And then she patted me on the head, rolled over, and fell asleep after I came? Fucking seriously? What a bitch! I think I'm in love.

Earlier that night...

Oh my God, I'm so drunk. My night wasn't supposed to turn out like this. I was supposed to meet Jules' friend from work, Robert, but the bastard stood me up. Then the guy sitting next to me at the bar bought me a drink, and one drink turned into six, and now we're back at my place. We made out throughout the cab ride home and started tearing each other's clothes off as soon as we got inside. He said he'd never been with a trans woman before, but he's certainly not holding back. I guess a few stiff drinks will lower anyone's inhibitions.

Now I've led him to my room; it's time to show him that a trans woman knows her way around a cock. His cock is so thick and feels warm in my hands. I'll give it a few strokes before I take it in my mouth so I can look into his eyes. I love doing that before I blow a guy. And here we go. I can tell he's enjoying himself from those gentle moans. Oh, honey, wait until I deep-throat this baby. And there it is. I think I just blew his mind. The sound of my gagging is a big turn-on for both of us because I am hard as a rock right now.

Now to leave a trail of kisses up his stomach and chest before getting on the bed and beckoning him to come fuck me. I didn't need to tell him twice. Oh God, his dick feels so good inside me. It's been far too long since I've had a man between my legs. And he certainly knows how to fuck. He's hitting that spot, and it's driving me wild. What's happening to me? It's as if my body's developed a mind of its own. I'm moaning like I'm in a bad porno, and I've wrapped my legs around him. Oh fuck, and that's only making him fuck me harder.

Oh shit, I'm cumming. What was that deep primal scream I let out just now? I scared myself with that. He's not stopping, though. He's not even slowing down. I know that look in his eyes. That's it, cum for me, baby. Why do guys always ask me where I want it? The answer's always the same. My God, I love those warm, wet squirts on my face. Oh my God, that was a big load. I better clean myself up. Did he seriously slap me on the arse, then roll over and go to sleep? Bastard! Game on, fucker. But first, I need to catch my breath.