Date: November 16th, 2025 8:55 PM
Author: China Numba One Country in World
Life in this city is lonely, and I often feel sexually repressed. Prostitution is my outlet. Although I enjoy it, I know it's a bad habit, an addiction, not true happiness. I will quit completely in the near future and focus my time on experiencing life and self-improvement. Before that, I want to experience all kinds of exotic ideas and desires—different nationalities, different personalities, different body types, anal, foot, oral, and vaginal sex. This time, I took a bigger step, finding a TS girl (TS, trans, also known as a ladyboy or transsexual). I'm just writing this as a diary entry; if you can't handle it, please skip this. The following contains everything you can imagine, so read with caution.
The girl's name is _____, she's Thai. Her photos on her website captivated me—big eyes, it's amazing how someone with XY chromosomes can be so beautiful. We confirmed the time and place via text message, and I arrived at her apartment two hours later. I originally thought she had the typical Asian woman's build, slim and petite, but she turned out to be a towering 1.8 meters tall! She seemed to have a more Western look and figure. The woman in the photo was probably younger. She looked slightly different from the photo, but in a positive way; she was prettier, fuller, and more mature. At 5 feet 11 inches and 1.8 meters tall, she had a stunning figure, looking like a model—firm skin, elegant posture, long legs, and a curvaceous body, standing in front of me wearing only lingerie. Honestly, she was prettier than any girl I'd ever seen before, much prettier. I was completely mesmerized, completely captivated.
She led me into her overly fragrant room. She sat me on the edge of the bed and asked me to pay first, then to undress. There was a strong sense of distance between us, but I gave in. She spoke directly and briefly, without much small talk, but later I realized it was a very efficient and clever way of communicating. Her voice was a little deep, but it didn't make her seem less feminine; it matched her straightforward and cool personality quite well.
She asked me if I wanted top or bottom, and I answered both. In a TS hookup, top and bottom mean who bangs whom. I'd previously hooked up with a TS couple, and tried both top and bottom. Let me briefly state that I consider myself a straight male. I'm only attracted to female characteristics (looks, skin, voice, figure) and I'm repulsed by male characteristics. So, isn't a transsexual's penis a male characteristic? I've thought about that too. Growing up, I only enjoyed watching anal sex, male-to-female penetration. The stimulation from vaginal penetration is probably only half that of anal sex. For a girl who likes anal sex, I could fuck her anus day and night. So, for me, a transsexual who looks completely feminine is just a vagina replaced with a penis, one tool replaced with another. Regarding bottom penetration, I don't find it very physically pleasurable; it's more about the psychological aspect, a power exchange. Being anally penetrated isn't very pleasurable; it hurts. The pleasurable part is that it amplifies the climax. For guys who haven't tried it but want to, try inserting a finger into your anus while masturbating; it will double the amount and intensity of your ejaculation. This also works well for girls who don't like anal sex.
Back to the main point, we agreed that I would fuck her first, and then we would switch. She had me lie on the bed and started by massaging me. Her movements were elegant, yet her hands were incredibly strong, massaging my back. She pushed from my thighs to my shoulders, then grabbed my penis, roaming my body with her breasts and mouth. She rolled over, pinning me down and French kissing me. Unlike the soft, cuddly girls I'd met before, she was very proactive, liked to take control, like a succubus older sister. I got aroused again; the atmosphere was much hotter than at the beginning. Her tongue slowly moved down, then swallowed my entire hard penis, her big eyes fixed on me, her mouth occasionally panting – a true succubus. Her penis was about the same size as mine, around 15 centimeters. Every now and then, she would rub her penis against mine, rubbing it against me.
When it was almost over, she asked me how I wanted to fuck her. I said doggie. She asked if I'd ever tried poppers. I hadn't, but she insisted I try. She took out a small bottle and told me to smell it. I took a small sniff, but she said no, she wanted to hear me inhale deeply. A strong, alcohol-like smell filled my nostrils, followed by a lightheaded feeling, similar to the sensation of marijuana. She said it helped relax muscles, and it was indeed true.
Then I took her place, pulling down her panties. I glanced at her penis; her strong hands cupped my chest, pulling me face-to-face, and she said, "Don't rush." This move appealed to me; I loved this kind of passionate foreplay. I French kissed her, licking her neck and ears; she closed her eyes, enjoying it. Her fake breasts looked nice, but they were hard. I didn't linger, going straight to her legs to give her oral sex. She lay on the bed with her legs raised, her penis becoming even harder in my mouth. After a couple of licks, I noticed she intentionally brought her anus closer to me. I teased her, asking if she wanted me to lick her anus. Her usually cool demeanor, panting, said yes. This contrast thrilled me, and I immediately gave her a blowjob. Then I turned her over, raising her buttocks, and continued.
A moment later, she knelt up and rubbed her buttocks against my penis. I knew she wanted it. After a while, I felt she wanted to just put it in, so I stopped and asked if she had a condom. She seemed disappointed for a moment, then returned to her initial indifferent state. She put a condom on me, squeezed lubricant on my penis, then turned her back and grabbed my penis, trying to push it into her anus. After a few tries, it slid in. She told me to go slowly, not too loose, not too tight, just right. I pushed the whole thing in! She turned her face to the side, her head on the bed, her legs kneeling, her long legs making her buttocks stick up high. I fucked her from above. Watching my penis deeply thrusting in and out of her anus, she couldn't help but moan softly, like a proud woman unable to contain her pleasure. I pressed her raised buttocks onto the bed, she lay face down, I was on top of her, my feet against hers, twisting my waist as I fucked her. She was the same height as me, so I moved forward a little, until my arms could lock around her throat. I French kissed her while thrusting into her. I could feel her ecstasy.
After a while, I turned her over. She still wanted more, so we started missionary sex. I looked at her whole body, her face, and her penis from the front. She propped herself up with her hands, and I continued to thrust into her, pressing my entire weight onto her raised legs, folding this 1.8-meter succubus. My right hand gripped her neck, my left hand pressed down on her head, and I French kissed her while fucking her like a wild dog. Her tongue swirled wildly in my mouth, her powerful mouth sucking tightly on my lips. One hand gripped my back, and the other stroked her own penis. With the help of a popper, we both reached a frenzy. I knelt down to speed things up, grabbing her penis as a handle and slamming her entire body against mine. During this time, I rapidly stroked her penis, and she told me to slow down, not wanting to ejaculate so quickly. Her feet were gorgeous, painted with red nail polish. I took them in my mouth, and she liked it too, pushing her feet towards my face.
Then we changed positions. She lay flat on top of me, legs raised, and I gripped her neck with one hand while stroking her penis with the other, fucking her like that...
When it was almost time, it was her turn to fuck me. She told me to lie on the bed, wanting to be a missionary, and I waited for her to act. Unexpectedly, she sat facing me again on my lap, one hand pressing against my chest, the other trying to shove my unprotected penis into her anus! I stopped her, and she said, "It's okay, I'm on PREP." What?! Then, in that moment of stunned silence, she just sat on me without a condom! I was instantly overwhelmed by pleasure. Her anus was much tighter than before; I could feel the distinct fleshiness. To be honest, I regretted it and was scared afterwards. She told me later, and I looked it up; being on PREP basically eliminates the risk of HIV, but still ... I was disappointed in myself for not stopping decisively because I was driven by pleasure. Back to the point, abandoning my principles, I was rewarded with extreme pleasure. She automatically writhed and bounced on my penis, grabbing my face and French kissing me...
Then she fucked me. She made me lift my legs, put on a condom, squeezed lubricant onto my anus, poked it with her fingers, and then pushed her penis in. It hurt a bit, and I tried my best to bear it. Her movements were slow, then she pressed down on me, kissing me, and rubbing my nipples. She grabbed my penis and masturbated for a while, then made me masturbate. Under the influence of multiple stimulations and the popper, I slowly got used to the pain, and she began to thrust rhythmically. To be honest, the process wasn't very enjoyable, but psychologically it was pleasurable, being pinned down by the succubus, fucked, and kissed forcefully.
After a while, she said she wanted to just watch me like that, and I wanted to change positions, but she said no, that she couldn't fuck that long, so the later parts were a bit rushed. I sped up my masturbation, and she sped up too, and then she ejaculated. The pleasure was doubled during the snake incident, and I ejaculated a huge amount on my own stomach.
She was a little embarrassed when she pulled out because I wasn't completely clean inside... I apologized, and she said she knew I wasn't very experienced, so she had anticipated this possibility. She said I was a really good top.
We, who hadn't been chatting much, started talking for a while. She said she had studied at university in China for four years, so she could actually speak some Chinese. I suddenly found this straightforward woman interesting and felt an urge to learn more about her, though I'll probably save that for next time. Before leaving, she said she could speak a little Cantonese, saying "diu lei lou mo," and then scratched my penis.
Overall, the experience was fantastic; I was completely captivated. I like having sex with tall, voluptuous women. She didn't show obvious signs of working out, but her muscles were very toned, without any excess fat, and her legs were long and defined—exactly my ideal body type. I'd probably go again if I had the chance.
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