The Seattle Visitor

I met the Seattle Visitor when I visited San Francisco the first week of December 2010, and let me tell you… it was hella amazing! I love Seattle and the men from there. I don’t often meet guys I met from dating websites right away, but I felt good and comfy with this one so I went for it! It was sort of one of the many risks that I have taken as a trans-girl living in this hetero-normative world. So, he found my profile on OkCupid (which is still set in Berkeley because I prefer men from San Francisco – more my type and I will explain this in another blog) and messaged me along the lines of “You are gorgeous! I am visiting for work and I would love to meet you.” It’s ironic because it was such a perfect timing. I was also visiting friends and taking a break from San Diego at that time. Again, I say it was perfectly amazing.

The Seattle Visitor is attractive, very fit, and computer software/engineer. I was totally attracted to him because intellect is way hotter than physical appearance, though I don’t mind him being handsome and sexy as well. We exchanged about 10 messages to each other and we chatted on the OkCupid chat feature. I told him that I am a trans-girl right in the beginning (I do not do this often, but I took the risk because he made me comfortable. Besides, he is only visiting and I was only visiting). He said he was shocked and he said that he has never met a trans-girl, and he wouldn’t have guessed. He added that, I was way prettier than most other girls on the site. He liked the idea and he said it excited him, so he definitely still wanted to meet me. It’s crazy how uncommon these encounters occur. Of course, I blushed… I am gullible to those kinds of comments, so just keep them coming!!! It definitely makes me smile.

Let’s just say that I was not suppose to meet him while I was in San Francisco. However, I was not totally opposed to the idea of meeting a straight guy off of OkCupid, who knew I was a trans-girl and still wanted to meet me. It is one of those things that I look for before I hang out with someone. I make sure that I am not some kind of fetish, but I also want to make sure that I am not some kind of experiment. I thought he fit right into my requirements, and it was neither a fetish nor an experiment because he was sincere about wanting to meet me. Again, I was not suppose to meet him… he was just another guy of the many I meet online that I just talk to but never actually see in person. He bugged me for a week, even when I wasn’t in San Francisco yet… I also told him that I was just visiting in hopes to stop him from bugging me, but he was persistent. I like that.

I saw signs that I should meet him. I tried to ignore it, but I just kept seeing them. I went to Berkeley at a bad time because all my friends were studying for finals… I couldn’t find anyone to hang-out with, so I decided to make a trip to San Francisco. Well, you are going to think I am such a slut… but I decided to go to San Francisco that day as I was in the passenger seat with one of my best friends from college. He had to go home and I was sort of pressured into making a decision then. I realized that I was suppose to meet “The Naughty DJ” (One of the best friends-with-benefits, EVER!) that night, so I planned everything out. I would go shopping, and then head out to meet The Seattle Visitor, and then go to The Naughty DJ’s apartment. I thought to myself, I deserve some really good fucking, some hot steamy sex… after 4 months of waiting on nothing – The Mysterious Itim is sort of in this picture, but not really… He was the initial reason why I visited… He fooled me and I fell for it, but that’s another story!

Before heading to SF, I texted him that I was coming and we should hang out. He responded, he will give me a massage when we do. I am not about turn one down, I fucking love massages. So I go to San Francisco using the BART, then walked around the mall, tried a few things from H&M and Forever 21, then at 3pm The Seattle Visitor texts me, “Come on Over!” No, it was not a booty text, he was working and I told him to text me when I should come over…

It was one of those hotels in Union Square, really fancy… I felt like a princess. He invited me into his hotel room and said to feel at home, so I went to his bed right away. :p I asked him to massage me, and I laid on my stomach and he went right on top of me. He started massaging me with my clothes on first, and then he got massage oil and said to take my top&bra off. He massaged my back from top to bottom, and it felt so good. He started kissing me on the neck, and that always gets me… he worked his kisses towards my lips as I look back, and we were both kissing each other. It was so hot I cannot stop thinking about it. He started grinding on me, massaging my sensitive breasts, and I moaned. I unbuttoned his pants to find a really hard hard-on. I got excited at that moment. I took off my pants, and we were both grinding on each other with only underwear, while kissing each other… I made the first move of taking off his underwear, he was so hard. I love it!

It was his first time with a special girl like, and it seemed like he didn't know what he was doing. So, I had to take control. I let him explore my body. We kissed, and his lips were on my neck down to my stomach and then he went on top of me. His cock was in front of my face, so I sucked him. I licked his shaft, his balls, his cock was inside my mouth and I moved up and down, and I sucked him. He almost came, but I stopped. I relaxed on his bed, waiting for him to give me attention. He did. He kissed me, nibbled on my nipples. He moved down. It was like missionary-style. He was on top of me, and he was grinding against me. I love how his cock feels on my stomach. I love how his cock feels against mine. He said, "This is hot!" He kept grinding on me, and my cock was fully hard. He kissed me, and moved down to my stomach... He licked my stomach for a couple of minutes and he looked at me. It seemed like his face was asking, "Do you want me to suck your cock." So I smiled at him to say yes. It was like no other blow job I ever had before, well not really. I liked it because he was straight, and he's never done this before... but he wanted to pleasure me so bad. It excited me more than anything else, or anyone else. It was amazing. It was like Cowgirl position now, my cock was teasing his ass. I could feel my cock entering his ass. I have never topped before, but I couldn't resist it. I was so hard, I couldn't stopped. I just let him ride me.  It seemed like he didn't know what he was doing, but what ever he was doing was making me feel good. It was the hottest I have ever felt. I think the idea that I was his first had me turned on, the thought that he was doing everything to pleasure me had me turned on, the sight of his excitement had me turned on. I reached orgasm, and now its his turn. It was missionary-style again, and we were sword-fighting... he said it feels really good. I knew it felt really good. I love feeling a big cock rubbing against mine. I think he liked the idea that I was turned on, that he could see how turned on I was. He asked me to give him a hand-job, I did. I gave him a hand-job, and there were a couple of sword-fighting breaks... then I would lick and suck on it once in a while. After about 10 minutes, he came. I love it when a guy grunts, moans.... He came on his stomach. He came on my face. He came a lot. I went to his bathroom, and I got him a towel to wipe it off. After that, I said I had to get going. I made sure I still looked good, I made sure I didn't look like I just had an awesome time with a hottie.

He walked me toward the BART station. I thought that was really sweet. But, I didn't go home right away. I had to meet my Naught DJ again, he is like my friends-with-benefits in SF. One of the things that I really liked about this encounter was that I was control. I was still submissive, but still in control of what was going on.

We chat once in a while. We talk about how hot this encounter was, and how we'd do it again. He keeps telling me I am hot and I am beautiful, I don't know what he's talking about.

xoxo,

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