I was walking through the streets of Paris, on my way to my favorite café to enjoy an unadulterated French croissant. As I walked past the display cases, a beautiful woman standing in front of a shop window caught my eye. She was wearing a short black dress and her long blonde hair fell in perfect waves over her shoulders. I couldn’t help but stand there and stare at her, completely captivated by her beauty. When she turned and looked in my direction, I realized she wasn’t just another woman.

She was different. On the one hand, she was very feminine, but on the other hand, she had a mysterious aura that made me want her more. I kept watching as she walked up to me and stood in front of me. She had shimmering green eyes and her lips were painted in a seductive shade of red. She smiled at me and held out her hand. “

Bonjour, I’m Scarlet,” she said in a soft, low voice. My heart began to beat faster as I shook her hand and introduced myself. We got talking and I discovered she was a webcam model. She traveled the world, seeking new adventures and experiences. I was fascinated by her stories and asked her if she would show me around Paris. She agreed and took me to the city’s most picturesque spots. As we walked, I noticed that people stared at her and few even dared to speak to her. When we came to a quiet little square, she stopped and turned to me. “Have you ever met a trans girl?” she asked with a small smile. I couldn’t wait to answer, and I nodded eagerly. Her smile reassured me, and I let my curiosity take over.

“Would you like to see the lake up close?” she asked as she grabbed my hand and pulled me along to a nearby gallery. There she had an exhibit of her photography. Her photographs were stunning, sensual, and breathtaking. I was completely fascinated by her art and felt increasingly drawn to her.

When the exhibition was over, we stood outside at dusk. Scarlet took me to a small French café and ordered a bottle of wine. As we sat enjoying the view of the Eiffel Tower, I felt her hand slide down my leg. My heart began to beat faster as she slowly moved up my leg and brought her lips to my ear. “Would you like to discover my secret, mon amour?” she whispered softly. I couldn’t help but nod as she licked my earlobe and moved her hands further up, under my shirt. Her touch sent tingles throughout my body, and I couldn’t wait to discover more of her. Scarlet took me to her apartment, which overlooked the Seine. As we walked up the stairs, she wrapped her arms around me and kissed me passionately.

Her lips were soft, and her tongue sensually danced with mine. Once inside, she pulled me to her and began to undress me. Her hands were everywhere, and her touch was so intense that I almost lost my balance. When I stood naked in front of her, she looked at me with a glint in her eyes. “You are beautiful,” she whispered as she explored my body with her hands and lips. I felt excited and nervous at the same time as she brought her hand between my legs and began to fondle me. As her hand slid gently over my genitals, I felt a desire for her that I had never felt before. Scarlet took a step back and removed her own dress. There she stood, naked and seductive, with her swollen, creamy genitals in front of me.

She kissed me and gently pushed me toward the bed. Slowly she pushed me onto my back and crawled over me. Her whole body pressed against me as she moved sensually over me. She kissed and licked me everywhere until she reached my genitals. She slowly took it into her mouth and began sucking and licking slowly. I closed my eyes and moaned with pleasure as she continued to indulge me. Her hands moved over my body, leaving tingling sensations everywhere. I could smell her scent and feel her weight as we became one in a moment of pure ecstasy.

As I reached my climax, I felt myself lifted to another dimension. Scarlet looked at me with a smile on her face and then slowly crawled up to kiss me. As we lay enjoying ourselves in each other’s arms, she whispered in my ear, “I want you to take me, mon amour.” I knew she meant it and I couldn’t help but obey. I picked her up and pushed her against the wall. Her legs wrapped around my waist, and I saw the passion in her eyes as I entered her anally. We moved together, in perfect rhythm, as our bodies became one. I heard her moaning and whispering in my ear, words in a language I didn’t understand, but that sounded so enchanting nonetheless.

When we both reached our climax, we knew this was the beginning of something special. And from that moment on, I was head over heels in love with this gorgeous, mysterious, and sensual transgirl, Scarlet Ellisan. Our meeting in Paris was the start of an incredible journey, full of passion and adventure.