Jessica

"I—" she began, then stopped. "I don't want to say the wrong thing. I want to cuddle with you after that, but I don't want to just lay my head on your chest if that would remind you of the past or whatever—"

I cut her off. "You didn't and I do too and you can come here," I rushed out, patting my left shoulder. "But I wouldn't mind snuggling on your shoulder, either," I realized.

Julie smiled. "Come here, beautiful. I want to hold you."

"OK." I got situated on her right shoulder, my nose just above her collarbone. It felt like home. I actually started to tear up after she put her arm around my shoulders. "Julie, it's been so long since I had any kind of intimacy and you've been so supportive, and welcoming, and I just really appreciate it so thank you," I gushed, starting to cry a little. Somehow those molecule-sized robots in my body made the rest of my body very womanly, emotions and all, while my male reproductive tract seemed immune to it. That part had also taken a lot of getting used to.

I could hear that she was choking up, too. "Oh, Jess...thank you for letting me be your first. And it was wonderful, honey, it really was. I'm glad that I could help make it a good experience!"

"Thanks," I sniffled. My heart had been so full that I guess some had to come out. It felt that good to be accepted without condition the way that she had done to me.

Then we were quiet for a few minutes. There was no need to say anything, just a naturally comfortable silence. I was halfway between sleep and waking when Julie said softly, "Your...equipment is fantastic, Jess."

I laughed pretty heartily at that. "Um, thanks. I like yours, too," I told her as I raised my head up to look at her. "But now I want to know: what were you going to call it?"

"Are you sure? I know some people in the trans community are pretty sensitive about which words should be used."

"Hit me with your best shot."

"I was going to say...well, now I feel silly," she said, blushing and looking away. "I'm sorry I brought it up."

Laughing, I asked, "No, I just want to know. My cock? My dick? My package? My unit? I've used them all, it's not a big deal to me at all. I don't get any gender dysphoria from nomenclature."

Now she was *really* blushing. "Yeah, I was going to say that your cock is really good."

"Hey," I said, using a fingertip to try to turn her head back toward me. Once she was looking at me I continued. "Thank you. I truly appreciate the compliment. And I wasn't kidding, your pussy is beautiful." Bouncing my eyebrows, I continued: "And delicious."

"Oh, Jesus!" she cried and burst into a fit of laughter. I joined her.

Once we had settled down I had a horrifying realization. "Oh, shit, my makeup must look like garbage!"

"You're fine, honey," Julie assuaged. At almost a whisper she added, "You're beautiful."

"Um...now it's my turn to blush. That's one of the nicest things anyone's said to me."

"I mean it," she affirmed, looking me in the eye. It sure looked like she did.

"So are you," was my answer. I hoped that she saw the same look in my eyes.

Within seconds we were once again in a passionate embrace, what teenagers sometimes refer to as "tonsil hockey."

I broke it off to use the bathroom. As I sat there—I may not have wanted to become a woman in the first place, but once I had to, dammit, women sit to pee—I giggled to myself. I definitely had a crush on Julie already. And I was hoping after that latest make-out session that she was up for more, since my girl dick was just about ready for round two.

I finished up and she had to do the same, so I laid down where I had been. When she returned, she asked me, "I have a question for you."

"Shoot."

"Well, I know this is your first time as a woman, right?"

"Right."

"I want you to feel like a woman as we make love," she said. My throat tightened again. "How do I do that."

"Just keep talking like that and mission accomplished," was all I could say.

She gave me a warm smile and continued. "I mean it. If it means that I'm on top and more guiding the way things go, that's fine. Just tell me how you want to do it."

I thought for a moment. "What you just said actually sounds really nice. Would you mind?"

She leaned in and gave me another tender kiss. "Of course not. You just leave everything to me," she said, and winked.

I laughed a little and let her take the lead. She kissed me, just kissing at first, then her hands starting roaming. Soon enough she was running her hands in a sensual way up and down my body. I closed my eyes and sighed. As time went on, though, Julie got more and more adventurous and sexual. A few minutes later she was sucking on my nipples and making me writhe as she nibbled, then she was straddling my leg and kissing me deep, and finally she had me back in her mouth. I was already pretty aroused at that point but after about two minutes she had me at full mast.

"I can't wait to feel you inside me, you sexy girl," she whispered as she straddled my hips. I couldn't help smiling at how odd but comforting that sentence sounded. But then she had leaned back and my tip was at her hot entrance. She was just as slippery as she had been before.

"Ohhhh...ohhhhh, fuuuuuuck," I moaned. She had pulled her lips apart and just slowly sank down on me until I could feel her little pussy lips against my root.

"Yeah, holy fuck...I guess I didn't realize how big you are," she sighed.

I grinned and flexed my PC muscles and she let out a little yelp. "You're really tight, too, sexy," I countered.

Her muscles bore down on me and it was my turn to squeak. "Yeah, like that. Come here and at least kiss me while you fuck me," I said.

Julie giggled and bent down at the same time she pulled her hips up a little. We were both moaning when our lips met. She did most of the work and drove the way it went, leaving me to feel safe and cared for and it was amazing. She really was making me feel like the woman that I now, like it or not, now was. I was beginning to like it a lot.

Now that she was on top of me, making love to me, making out with me, our tits were pressed together and it was a feeling that I had never anticipated. They weren't aligned perfectly so my nipples were poking into the outsides of her areolae and hers were just inside of mine. The additional friction as we moved just highlighted the tightness of her snatch as she rode me and kissed me.

We made slow, patient love for quite a while. Just enjoying the feel of each others' bodies, enjoying the closeness, basking in the ecstasy. But after a while she started to move a little faster, and I couldn't help thrusting back into her with each stroke. "You're gonna make me come, sexy," I cooed.

"And you're gonna make me come, beautiful, with your big beautiful girl cock," she moaned. I crushed her lips against mine and we both picked up the pace, my length surging at her compliment. In moments we crested together, me surging inside her and moaning at the highest registers my female voice could reach while Julie groaned and bucked, her orgasm so powerful that her eyes crossed and rolled up while she stopped breathing for several seconds before she drew in a ragged breath and groaned again.

After our climaxes subsided, she collapsed on top of me, panting. "Oh my god...that may be the hardest that I've ever come..." she sighed.

"Yeah," I panted, "me, too."

We just laid there until I softened and slid out of her tightness. She got up to use the bathroom and I stayed on the bed, staring up at the ceiling and grinning. For the first time since this whole thing started, I felt a genuine happiness. It was too early to even think about using the word "love" but I was definitely crushing hard on Julie.

She rejoined me and we cuddled, this time her head on my shoulder. That seemed like a more than fair trade. "You're a pretty damn good lay, you know that?" she asked.

I guffawed. "You're pretty fantastic yourself, lady."

After a pause, I could feel myself choking up again as I said, "Thank you for asking me that question before we started. I think that finally made me truly feel like I'm a woman and I don't know what else to say but thank you."

"Aw...I couldn't imagine any other way. One of the things that drew me to you was that I sensed a little bit of sadness every time we talked. I had to do something, I can't stand to see a pretty girl sad," she explained with a wink.

I could only smile and look at her through my happy eyes shining with tears.

"I think you should spend the night here with me if you want," Julie offered.

"I don't want to be anywhere else," I told her. And I meant it.

She pulled the covers back and hopped in, naked, then patted the spot next to her. I grinned and got in next to her. She patted her shoulder as an indication that I was welcome to cuddle up to her and be the one who was being held. I melted into her, pressing my naked body against hers for what I hoped wouldn't be the last time, but the first of many.

To be continued... (Probably. We'll see what happens the next time I find out that Jessica has something to tell me about her story.)