I would like to share with you what happened to me 3 years ago. I am Adreana, 29 years old, single and transgender. Elise is 36 years old and married. We have been heart friends for years. We share all our thoughts with each other, and Elise has supported me during times when I was having a very difficult time. I can say that I have experienced many ups and downs. The outside world is sometimes difficult to deal with the fact that I am transgender. Elise doesn’t care and is always there for me. She is like a sister to me and we have a lot of fun together.
Once we had drunk too much and she wanted to see exactly what I looked beneath it. After all, she had never seen me completely naked before. So I undressed. I stood in front of her with my flaccid cock right in front of her. She grabbed me by my cock. It reacted immediately and swelled up considerably. I liked it, but she was shocked and started to apologize. That she shouldn’t have done that. That she was married and that we were best friends. I reassured her by saying that I didn’t mind and that we didn’t have to keep secrets from each other.
We didn’t talk about it anymore after that. Later in bed, I thought about it again. What might have happened if Elise had not been married and we could have let ourselves go. I had hoped for that a little. While fantasizing that it was Elise who was touching me, I began to massage my cock and fondle my breasts. I was working on myself for a nice long time and finally came deliciously. Between Elise and me, that incident did not come up anymore. Our relationship had not suffered. We remained best friends and often visited each other. Either at my place or at Elise and her husband’s home. It has now been two years since it happened. I am a big fan of the Golden Earring, and I saw that they were giving a concert. I asked Elise if she wanted to go with me.
She was immediately enthusiastic and I managed to get two tickets. Now the concert was on a Saturday night and since it was a long way from where we live, I asked her if she wanted to make a weekend of it. I would book a hotel room and cover the expenses to thank her for her support all these years during my difficult moments. She sputtered at first and just wanted to share the cost, but eventually she admitted that she thought it was incredibly sweet of me. She wanted to spend a weekend with me. We agreed to take the train on Friday afternoon. That evening we could have dinner in Amsterdam and possibly go out. Saturday we wanted to do some shopping and grab a terrace before going to the concert. We would return home on Sunday after breakfast.
Then it was on. Friday afternoon at 2 p.m. we boarded the train. It promised to be a beautiful weekend with lovely summer weather. We had both put on breezy dresses that came halfway up our thighs. We also had a rolling suitcase containing some clothes and toiletries. Only the essentials so as not to have to lug around too much. We were both in a good mood and somewhat excited about the upcoming concert. The trip took about an hour. We both looked to be eaten up and we saw the men in our compartment looking at us eagerly. It hadn’t escaped Elise’s notice either and she flirted with them a bit. She confided to me that at such times she regretted being married because otherwise she would know. However, she would never want to cheat on her husband.
No one on her mind would think of that, but turning the men on a bit was no problem for her. That made her horny herself. Her husband would benefit from that too. Getting hungry outside and eating at home she called it. I laughed and happily joined her. Arriving in Amsterdam, we only had to walk fifteen minutes to our hotel. I had booked a double room with a large double bed. As best friends we could sleep in one bed. Elise didn’t think that was a problem either. We freshened up a bit and went into town. We strolled through the center where we received the necessary attention from the men. We happily flirted back. Elise sighed once again that she still regretted being married and that she would know differently. From what I had learned of her over the years, she had used to be quite a horny bugger with quite a few bed partners. Now she was monogamous.
We went out to dinner at a cozy restaurant and had a wonderful meal. We had taken a bottle of wine with it and it went down the drain. We stepped outside a bit rosy. It was only 10 am and we didn’t feel like going to the hotel yet. We walked through the center and saw a café with good music. It was full and it looked cozy. We went in and wriggled among the crowd. You could stand there alone. Everyone was standing close together. We ordered some drinks and chatted with each other, always having to shout in each other’s ear to make yourself understood.
People were also singing along with the music. A group of young men stood near us and tried to get our attention. Elise struck up a conversation with them and I joined them. We were regularly offered drinks by the men and we got looser and looser. At one point we were all blaring along with the music with the men’s arms around us. I felt a hard cock against my bottom and I unabashedly rubbed against it. Elise bent down to me and said, “I feel a stiff cock against my ass. It makes me horny. ” I said that it was the same with me and that I could tell from her eyes that she was horny.
By now it was getting very late and Elise suggested we go to the hotel before she did things she would regret later. I was quite sorry, and by now I had become so horny that I would have liked to let myself go with these beautiful men, but I didn’t want to get her in trouble. We thanked the men for the pleasant evening and stepped outside, quite tipsy. We had put our arms around each other’s waists and staggered to the hotel which fortunately was not far away. Once there, we quickly brushed our teeth, put on our nightgowns and crawled under the comforter. We fell asleep almost immediately.
The next morning I woke up feeling something sliding over my hard cock. At first, I still thought I was dreaming and decided to continue to enjoy it like this for a while. I often wake up in the morning with a hard-one. A well-known phenomenon for men, and I as a transgender man was suffering from it. Although I did not find it a burden, because I regularly started the day by giving myself a good pampering and then always came deliciously.
However, I noticed that I wasn’t sleeping anymore, and that Elise was rubbing her bottom against my cock, which was now sticking out above my panties. In our sleep, we had ended up spooning each other with my arm around her and my hand on her breast. I felt my cock slide through Elise’s buttocks. I heard her breathing heavily. By the sound of it, she was working on her pussy with her hand. This made me incredibly horny. I had fantasized about this, but this could never happen since she would never cheat on her husband. We had always agreed on that too. We were best friends and not lovers.
I wake with a hard-one and pushed it between her legs.
I decided to pretend I was still asleep and wait to see what would happen next. I did start to twist my hips a little and put my hand around her breast a little more firmly. I made some moaning sounds to pretend I was dreaming. I felt my cock slide between her bottoms. She was wearing a thong, so I felt flesh on flesh. I left the initiative with my girlfriend as my cock became more and more exposed due to her rubbing. I felt Elise move a little and noticed that she was taking off her thong. Meanwhile, I rubbed her breast and felt how her nipple was hard. She sighed profusely. I think she had become very horny and could not be kept anymore. She changed her position so that my cock was between her labia. I could feel she was soaking wet. She gently pushed her bottom back and slowly my cock slid into her pussy. She heaved a deep sigh. Apparently, she thought I was still asleep. Carefully she began to move her hips and fuck herself with my cock.
I decided to join her and held her more firmly. I began to move my hips with her. Thus, at one point we were fucking with all our might. She couldn’t possibly think I was asleep now, but apparently she didn’t care anymore. She had crossed a threshold and was thoroughly enjoying it. She began to stimulate me and shouted, “Oh yes, dear. Fuck me. Fill me up.” I whispered in her ear, “Oh honey. What a wonderful way to wake up. You don’t half know how many times I’ve dreamed of this. What a lovely pussy and breasts you have”. She turned her head toward me and brought her lips to mine. I pressed my mouth to hers and a moment later we were kissing passionately. Our tongues swirled around each other. We were unstoppable anymore. I felt her pussy cramping around my cock. She was cumming. I pounded my cock as deep as I could into her, and moments later, I filled her pussy with my seed.
Satisfied, we stayed like this for a while longer, still kissing each other. I think she had longed for this as much as I had. I heard her sigh: “How nice that was”. My cock was still in her pussy. Slowly it got smaller and finally slid out of her slit, a wave of cum came after it.
We were still spooning. Elise dared not look at me, as if she was ashamed that she had let herself go like that. She whispered, “Geez. How delicious that was. I never thought I would ever do this, but I have been fantasizing about this for a long time. ” I said, “Honey. This was wonderful waking up and, as far as I’m concerned, not the last time. You can trust me.
That was a wonderful start to our weekend. The rest was yet to begin. And we would have to talk.
