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A while after I got back online and had started dressing again, I'd joined a number of Yahoo and MSN Groups for trannies, mostly I think because I wanted to talk with other TVs and to get to know more people like me. At first I didnt have any photos but eventually I'd plucked up enough courage to take a few and posted them up. At that time, I genuinely had no intention of taking things further than that. As soon as the photos went up, I started getting hit on for sex and by and large they were the sort of crude come-ons that were actually quite easy to fob off. But at some stage, I started corresponding with another TV and we chatted for a few weeks, I suppose. It was obvious that. while she liked to chat, she actually also wanted to meet and have sex. I was pretty ambivalent at the time particularly about the sex side. The idea did turn me on (I found her very attractive) but I wasnt quite sure if I wanted to go that far. I was content to chat and enjoy her company online because she was smart and funny and we hit it off. Eventually she made a direct suggestion and funnily enough, what clinched it for me was that she made it clear that it would be ok for us just to meet and talk. That gave me a certain degree of confidence (either that or I'm a contrary bitch!) and at that point I made up my mind that I was going to go for it .......
We arranged a hotel and she booked in. On my way there, I rang her to get the room number and I remember the initial shock of having a male voice answer and call me 'darling;! I also remember being nervous. Actually, make that ' utterly terrified'. I very nearly bolted and would have done if I hadnt known that she'd travelled a long way.
Anyway, once I got there I took a deep breath, swanned past Reception and into the room........ |
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She opened the door and I was face to face with another TV for the first time. Shock number two - I'm 5'11'' and she towered above me (the heels of course!). Anyway there she was, heavy makeup, short tight skirt, and smoking a ciggie. Shock number three - she was incredibly sexy but undeniably male! Gulp! At that point I did a runner for the bathroom. Getting dressed and made up actually calmed me down a lot. Somehow (in spite of wearing a skirt about the length of a wide belt) I felt much less exposed and vulnerable. After giving myself a sort of mental pep talk, I strutted my stuff back into the room and there we were kissing passionately!
I'm not going to say much more except for the fact that she was brilliant. She did everything she could to make me feel comfortable, and when we did have sex together it was gentle and sweet until we were both aroused and then became passionate and horny. She respected my limits and it was all wonderful and erotic. Afterwards we chatted and had coffee and did it all over again. Finally she even gave me an excuse to leave when it became apparent that I was starting to feel nervous again.
After I'd left her, I drove out into the country and just sat for an hour thinking about what had happened. To be honest I actually resolved that I'd never do it again, Difficult to explain why but to sum it up, it felt like it was all too much somehow. After a few days of thinking about it and getting it clear in my mind, I realised that it was probably the most erotic experience I had ever had as a TV and that this was truly what I wanted.
We are still friends although sadly we dont get to meet any more. I'm blessed knowing both her and so many other TV friends and potential lovers, And so, dear reader, if your experiences are as good as mine, you'll be a lucky girl!
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