While they sleep I'm holding them close staring at the ceiling considering how tf I was lucky enough to stumble into this situation. It was an intro to my post-transition body, an affirmation of being appreciated and desirable, and a glimpse into a new lifestyle I could pursue. ❤️

Eventually things wind down. They both get comfortable on my chest as I lie on my back with my arms wrapped around both of them playing with their hair. We were silent, just sort of enjoying each other. After a few minutes of this, they both fall asleep on me nearly simultaneously.

At this point we're all really into it and they suggest we move it to the bedroom. I can't add much pageantry to this part because it's kind of a blur. Pants come off and the dynamics and activities are rapidly shifting.

I quickly respond "absolutely!". First she starts groping me a bit, then she leans in for a kiss and I start making out with her. S is still sucking my boob while S's girlfriend moves down to do the same. I'm now looking down at two gorgeous women sucking on my tits in disbelief.

A bit shy still, I stand up awkwardly as I take my top off in front of them while they oogle me. S sits back down on my lap and tenderly starts touching, caressing, and kissing me. After a couple of minutes her girlfriend scoots over and says "Can I be the second person ever to touch them?"

This is the moment I tell S that no one has seen or touched my naked body since transitioning. S and her girlfriend audibly gasp as if they are offended at how much of a tragedy this is. S's girlfriend exclaims: "S! You have to fix this!"

S looks at me and sort of raises her eyebrow. I say "Well, you heard her" and S eagerly takes her top off. Her breasts are right in my face. I have my hands wrapping around her itty bitty body holding her tight against me.

Out of nowhere she repositions and, in one smooth motion, goes from laying on my arm to straddling me on the couch. I put my hands on her tiny little waist and we start full on making out. Her girlfriend scoots closer and with a big, devilish smile on her face, whispers to S: "Take your shirt off."

Instead, she invites inside. We go inside and her girlfriend greets us. She snuggles up close to me on the couch and wraps her arm around me. We're all talking and joking, but then S looks up at me and tugs my shirt the tiniest little bit. She has those eyes and starts craning her neck towards me.

I've been going on dates with one girl, let's call her S. For the third date we grab drinks at a couple of places and I walk her home holding hands. In my best case scenario, I'm hoping to touch her ass a little bit before we say goodnight; that would be a huge win for me.