Getting fucked by a really hot guy [TF]x[TM]

Ah, Grindr. That mecca of trans hookups. It’s so rare that two trans people actually find each other on that app, but when it happens, it’s so good.

Henry and I had been messaging on and off for a while. Our schedules weren’t lining up, he worked the only days I didn’t, it was frustrating. Especially given how hot he was. But I had work. I had bills. I couldn’t be as frivolous and sex craved as I really needed to be. I had to keep my nose down, do the work, make the money. Until one slow day. A day that was soooo slow that I got to leave early. And all of a sudden the stars were aligned. I messaged him and he messaged back quick- he was on his way.

I [TF] had a socially distant threesome with my ex [M] and his fwb [NB] in a graveyard.

*Disclaimer: I am trans. Kind of tired of reading the same vitriol over and over, so if you wanna hate on me at least be creative.*

Pics on my profile if you want to see what I look like.

Gabe and I dated in the summer of 2019. It started during a warm, streetlight night up at my mom’s house on the hill outside of town. We sat in the middle of the street, only moving to get out of the way when the occasional car drove by. It was on this night that I told him I had had a crush on him through high school, before I was even out. He seemed a little surprised but wasn’t put off at all. We just kept talking and reminisced until he left.

The next night he came over and we drank beer with another friend. She ended up leaving, and with us being tipsy we ended up making out. We decided to stop, and meet up again when we were both sober to see if we really wanted to hook up. The next night I sucked him off on my couch, and it was clear we both wanted it. We eventually started dating, hooked up throughout the summer, culminating in him taking my anal virginity, and then broke up at the end. I was moving away and didn’t want to do long distance.

Casual, comfortable, and actually fun! [TM]

I used to let anyone who expressed interest fuck me, despite the fact I wasn’t actually enjoying myself. Being desperate combined with low self esteem will have that effect. Long story short, I met my girlfriend, who showed me how to have enjoyable sex. For the first time in my life, I wasn’t hating myself after the deed. It was very liberating. Since then I learned to be more careful when deciding on who to have sex with. I suppose you could call me picky. In reality, I’m just trying to avoid the chasers and the creeps. And so I was swiping on Grindr one day when I got a message from a profile called “bi top.” I figured why not, bi guys are often good in bed (accepting at the very least), and I wasn’t planning on fucking anyway. I asked for a pic to make sure he was real, and then told him I was only interested in swapping head. I had been craving a mouth on my cock (and a cock in my mouth) for months, as this wonderful pandemic has kept me thousands of miles away from my partner.

Getting my [t] brains finally fucked out, part 2 [tm]

[part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/g7hxwt/getting_my_t_brains_officially_fucked_out_mt_part/)

He picked me up a block away from my house, and I sat in the passenger seat, inched up as close as I could get to his side of the car. He smirked as he placed his hand on my left thigh and squeezed, greeting me briefly afterwards. We drove down that steep hill with a perfect view of the ocean, eventually getting into an area with traffic.

In the moments of stillness I would lean over and kiss his cock through his jeans. After the first time he started pushing my face down further, my mouth firmly pressed against his thick cock. We were like that for about 5 minutes, my moans muffled by his rough denim. As we left congestion and got on the old coastline highway, he groped my thigh and my crotch, squeezing and teasing me, making me gasp and shudder. Knowing what was coming was making me literally drip with a mixture of anticipation and pure horny.

I had been fucked in the ass before, once, by my ex, but it was both of our first times, he came too quickly for me to really enjoy it. But this time was different. I already knew his cock was amazing, he was confident, and what really made me excited was how dominant he was.

Getting my [T] brains officially fucked out [MT] part 1

The first time a cock really made me lose my mind, I was living on the west coast. I was feeling depressed due to a lack of human contact other than my family, so I decided to post on r/randomactsofblowjob to see if anyone nearby wanted their dicks sucked. Unsurprisingly, quite a few people did, and I had the pleasure of choosing between many attractive offers. I decided on a guy in his thirties who, based on the pics he sent me, had a perfectly sized cock. Long , thick, and delicious.

We chatted for a while before settling on a date, the plan being to meet, have me suck his cock, and then see what happens. I grew nervous as the agreed upon time grew closer, but I had done something like this before, so I didn’t feel unsafe, or feel the need to back out.

A bit about me, I’m 6’3″, with long brown hair and b-cups. I’m curvy due to the hormones I take, and I definitely have an ass that’s fun to grab. My dick is about 6 inches long, and uncut. Pics on my profile if you’re interested. I was wearing a very thin blue button down shirt tied up at the bottom, no bra (obviously) and cute black denim shorts that just barely cover up my ass.

I [T] blew a guy I just [m]et in a bar, and then he showed me a wild night

I turned 20 a few months ago and decided I was tired of living in my little college town. I wanted to move away, get my life moving forward, and make a name for myself. I decided on San Francisco because it was close to family, and I had been there a few times as a kid and enjoyed it. It was across the country, but now I could be free, independent, and of course, slutty.

A little about me. I’m 6’3″, I have longish wavy brown hair, and my tits are between an A and a B. I’m somewhat skinny, but my waist and thighs are curvy, and I love it. I have very long legs as well. Pics on my profile if you need more detail.

So I did it. I moved 3000 miles from one coast to another, and began a new chapter in my life. The first few weeks were spent exploring and looking for a job, as I already had a place to stay. On one sunny afternoon, after spending my day wandering the Embarcadero, I saw a bar across the street. I walked over to check it out, and noticed that the only person inside was the bartender. “Oh, this could be fun,” I thought to myself. I headed inside.