we meet through mutual friends and you decide to invite me over to smoke, curious because you heard i was trans and you’ve never hooked up with a trans guy before. i tell you that i smoke often but neglect to mention that despite that i hardly have a tolerance and am very sensitive to thc- something you clearly notice after we smoke. we find ourselves on your couch, and you offer me a massage, which feels amazing in my blissed out state. you end up taking off my shirt (‘to more deeply massage me’) and eventually you start playing with my nipples. i cant hold myself back from moaning when you do. you slide your hand in my pants and start rubbing my pussy over my boxers, and tell me that we’re going to make each other feel very good. i weakly mumble that i don’t want to be penetrated, but we can do other stuff. you strip me down and start eating me out, sucking my clit and fucking me with your tongue. i moan and swear, and you pause to say that i can call you daddy. i refuse, embarrassed. at this point you start playing with your cock, jerking yourself off and then rubbing it on my pussy. i remind you that i don’t want it inside me, but i sound less sure, now. my pussy is so wet that it squelches loudly as you rub your cock against my clit and hole, and you suck on my nipples as you do so. eventually, i feel myself building towards an orgasm, but it’s then that you push the head of your cock into my pussy. ‘if you cum, it’s going to be on my cock,’ you say. i do nothing but groan at the pleasurable stretch. you tease me a bit, pulling out your cock to rub it against me and then pushing it back in, but eventually you bottom out and start to fuck me properly. the orgasm that i never reached earlier starts to bubble to the surface, and as i reach my peak i can’t help but moan ‘daddy’.