A Transgender Person's Confession

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[A Transgender Person's Confession]
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Last month, I came to Japan alone because of my newly engaged white fiancé. A few days ago,
I learned from a friend that my fiancé was
having a close relationship with a blonde model with flawless skin who specializes in sexy lingerie ads for magazines. At first, I only suspected it, but a few days ago, I saw them
hugging and kissing in the parking lot, and I believed the rumors. That night, I
had a big fight with my white fiancé and felt increasingly resentful. In a fit of anger, I ran away to Japan alone.
My white fiancé didn't know that I was born a man.
I thought that my fiancé must be very nervous about leaving without saying goodbye. If he was willing to admit his mistake, I
might be able to forgive him. So I made a long-distance call to my fiancé in Vancouver. When the call connected, a
familiar male voice came from the other end of the line.
I remained silent in a huff, only to hear my fiancé on the other end of the phone say, "Hey! Say something! Is this Te
Ra?"
I coldly replied, "Do you remember me?"
My fiancé hurriedly said, "My dear lady, where have you been? Do you know how many places I've been looking for
you?"
I sneered, "Why would I look for you? Aren't you content with that bitch?" My fiancé said,
"Enough talk! We'll talk when you get back."
I coldly said, "Then come pick me up right now." My fiancé asked, "So
where are you now?"
I replied, "I'm in Tokyo, Japan. Come pick me up right now." My fiancé was taken aback and said:
"What are you doing in Japan?"
I said casually. "Can't I just relax and clear my head? If you're sincere, come
pick me up in Japan right now."
My fiancé said angrily, "Don't be childish! You know I'm
incredibly busy lately and can't spare any time."
I sneered, "That sounds nice! So you have time to mess around with other women but no time
to be with me, huh?"
My fiancé got angry too, saying, "Come back or not, it's up to you. But if you want me to come to Japan and go
crazy with you, I'm sorry, I don't have time!"
I trembled with anger and said, "Fine... fine... you'll regret this."
I slammed the phone down. Still furious, I grabbed a wine glass and
smashed it on the floor. I took off all my clothes in front of the vanity, staring at my reflection in the mirror. My beautiful face and
stunning figure... I started injecting female hormones at fifteen and underwent sex reassignment surgery at twenty. I
am 169 cm tall, with a waist of 23 cm, hips of 36 cm, and a weight of 47 kg. High-tech silicone breast augmentation gives
me a 36C bust. My skin is delicate and supple, my legs are long, and my hair reaches my shoulders.
Years of hormones have given me a naturally fragrant feminine scent. Besides my fair skin, I resemble Christy Chung.
I wonder how many men have fallen for me, but my fiancé doesn't appreciate it.
A sudden thought of revenge arose within me. I muttered to myself, "Hmph! You did the first day, I'll do
the fifteenth. You can sleep with other women, why can't I find other men?"
Having made up my mind, I immediately changed into a sexy white Brazilian-style bikini, added light makeup and bright
red nail polish, and sprayed a touch of light Chanel perfume. I tied a white headband,
wore pearl earrings around my neck, and a beautiful necklace rested on my cleavage, making it even more prominent. My bikini
bra consisted of two triangular pieces of fabric that barely covered my areolas, leaving most of my full breasts exposed. My
white breasts seemed unaffected by the bikini fabric and straps, giving
the illusion that they were about to fall out. My bikini bottoms only covered my artificial vulva and anus, thus
exposing most of my full buttocks.
I then went to the poolside of the Tokyo Grand Hotel. There I saw my full breasts, my beautiful cleavage
, my slender waist, my glossy black hair framing my fair neck, my bright eyes, and my sexy cherry lips. My already
rosy lips were lightly coated with lipstick, making them appear even more alluring. My long, slender arms, pointed shoulders,
long legs, rounded, full buttocks, smooth back, and flat stomach—
I exuded an irresistible charm. My daring and provocative swimsuit, along with my snow-white and full thighs, stimulated
the men's eyes, radiating a dazzling allure. A dozen or so Japanese men at the poolside stared at me like hungry dogs eyeing
a piece of meat, all wanting to enjoy my body. When I deliberately bent over, my breasts
swayed in front of those men, giving them a sudden dizzying sensation. My pair of bare, beautiful feet
seemed to exude a seductive and sweet fragrance.
Seeing the greedy eyes of these men, I couldn't help but feel a surge of pride. After all, I was quite attractive.
I glanced around at all the men by the pool, hoping to find my ideal target. Suddenly, my eyes lit up
as I stared at a white man standing about twenty meters away. This white man, at least 195 centimeters tall, was
about 30 years old, with blond hair, a handsome face, a tattooed chest, and a tanned,
muscular physique. His tight swim trunks accentuated his large penis. Gazing at his white male body and
strong, muscular back, my heart fluttered wildly.
I'm only 169 centimeters tall, and standing next to this white man, I looked like a little girl.
I slowly walked towards the white man, giving him a flirtatious wink and greeting him.
The white man gazed at me, this sexy Asian beauty, and said, "Is there anything I can help you with?"
I smiled seductively and said, "Could you please help me apply sunscreen?" My chest rose and
fell gently with my breath.
The white man, of course, readily agreed to this unexpected stroke of luck. I lay down on his back...
He applied sunscreen to my soft skin, his rough hands gently stroking my back, tenderly caressing my smooth
skin.
The white man smiled and asked, "Beautiful lady, where are you from? I'm not sure how to address you yet."
I lazily replied, "Just call me Lin. I'm Chinese. And you?"
The white man moved his hand lightly to my waist and said, "My name is Johnny! I'm from America."
I felt Johnny's hands skillfully caressing my skin, gently making
circles. It was as if waves of electricity were emanating from his hands, stimulating every cell in my body. My body
has always been well-maintained; my skin is still delicate, with clear texture, my back is very smooth, and my curves are very soft.
In particular, the faint warmth emanating from my back was warming Johnny's palms, making him infatuated.
Johnny's fingers had already moved to the inside of my thighs. His left hand gently slipped
into my private area, shamelessly teasing me, while his right hand reached inside my swimsuit, kneading my full
breasts. His simultaneous attack from above and below made my whole body unbearably itchy, a burning desire
raging within me.
I gasped, "No...don't..." Johnny smiled and said, "Lin, are you telling me
not to stop?"
Johnny then inserted his fingers further into my artificial vagina. I cried out in alarm,
"No...no...not here, come to my room!"
Johnny whispered in my ear, "You want to make love to me now, don't you?"
I gasped, "Yes...yes." I licked my lips sensually.
Johnny stopped what he was doing, pulled his finger out of my artificial vagina, put it in his mouth and licked
it, saying, "Look how slutty you are, you little bitch!"
I then grabbed a towel and wrapped it around myself before going back to my room with Johnny.
As soon as the door closed, I frantically hugged Johnny and gently nibbled on his earlobe.
Johnny's hands weren't idle either; with a forceful tug, my towel and bikini
were roughly torn off, leaving my precious body completely naked. My beautiful, white
breasts, buttocks, and the private parts between my thighs were instantly exposed. Johnny unabashedly and greedily
admired my body, and I was startled. Later I learned that Johnny was actually
quite rough with women, and that he liked to treat non-white women as mere playthings. But I didn't care; on the contrary,
the feeling of knowing that my naked body was about to be violated and conquered by a superior Western man gave me
immense pleasure.
Johnny, while admiring my still-wet body, said, "I've never truly appreciated
the naked body of a beautiful Eastern woman like you. No wonder I'm all hot. Chinese girl. Now you're completely naked,
hehehe, this is what you looked like when you were born. Just this great figure is already as beautiful as a painting,
intoxicating."
When Johnny's lips pressed against mine, I also pressed my own beautifully shaped lips against his. My burgeoning
desire had already controlled my lips, so I actively intertwined Johnny's long tongue, which was placed in my mouth,
with my own. After a passionate kiss, I made an excuse to go into the bathroom and secretly
filled my artificial vagina with a lot of artificial vaginal fluid to make myself look more passionate and aroused.
When I came out, Johnny's huge American penis was already hard, bulging his swim trunks. Seeing this, I bent down
and pulled down his swim trunks, revealing a thick, large American penis, full of veins, almost as thick as
my wrist, with seven-inch long and very round testicles. His imposing American
penis was now swaying between his legs. I suddenly felt like crying, the excitement before oral sex. I abandoned
my pride and knelt down beneath the white man in a very graceful position, ready to serve that magnificent American penis and
enjoy the sweet excitement. Since this person didn't know me at all, no one would correct me no matter how much I messed around
, so I played around without any worries. I slowly extended my tongue from my cherry-like mouth,
gently licking the glans of his penis, kissing the large shaft still tinged with the smell of swimming pool chlorine with great tenderness
, as if that white man's penis were a sacred object. I also formed a small
circle with my cherry-like mouth, moaning, "Oh~ Oh~," my face filled with a lewd expression. Then I closed my eyes and took
Johnny's penis into my mouth again. Johnny laughed and said, "What a yellow-skinned slut, you
know how to give me, an American, oral sex without me having to tell you to. That's rare!"
I began to use the tip of my tongue to trace the ridge of Johnny's engorged part, knowing that this part of a man
is the most sensitive. Sure enough, as I gently licked Johnny, his buttocks began to tighten, his waist arched, and
his whole body was like a drawn bow. Then I took his entire penis into my mouth, sucking gently, and then held
his scrotum in my hand, stroking it while rotating my head, and at the same time, pressing the tip of my tongue against Johnny's penis,
gently patting it with my tongue. Johnny, at this moment, buried his head between my legs like a madman,
forcefully thrusting his tongue deep into me, swirling it like a snake. I took it in, pulled it out, swirled it, and gently
stroked Johnny's penis even faster.
I pushed his huge penis deep into my throat, just like I had done with my fiancé and all my previous boyfriends
. His huge penis swelled even larger in my wet, warm mouth, pulsating rhythmically. My throat moved up
and down, and when his big flesh went in, I pressed his glans with the base of my throat; when his penis withdrew,
a strand of my saliva was still tied to his glans. I then licked his urethral opening again with the tip of my tongue. "Oh~
Oh~!"
Johnny said, "You're really good at blowjobs, even the best white hottie or the lowest black prostitute
can't compare to you! I can also enjoy the sound of your saliva when you give me oral sex. Watching my white
cock go in and out of an Asian woman's mouth is so ecstatic."
Johnny let out a satisfied murmur, waves of tingling sensations spreading from his penis to his spine.
He stroked my hair, then gently caressed my shoulders. I gently twisted my head and shoulders,
displaying the beautiful curves of my back to Johnny. I not only inserted my tongue
into his urethra, but also licked from the glans all the way to his scrotum, and back again,
my hands tightly holding his buttocks. Then I gently took this handsome white man's penis into my mouth,
moving my head up and down, sucking and releasing. His already erect penis now appeared even larger and stood even higher,
glistening with my saliva. My mouth moved up and down, occasionally revealing the marks of the glans protruding from my tightly sucking cheek
. Besides sucking my mouth, my tongue continued to move wildly inside, constantly working on the tip of the glans
. Sometimes I would spit the penis out completely, then gently bite it like eating corn; sometimes I would try to
swallow the entire penis, so that the tip of the glans would touch my throat.
Sexual intercourse is inherently a woman's service to a man, a way for her to offer her body and soul
. Oral sex, in fact, is merely foreplay to please the man. But who came up with the idea of oral sex
? If sexual intercourse is a divinely bestowed instinct for procreation, then oral sex
is truly blasphemous. That being said, it is incredibly pleasurable. It's not just direct contact with the throat
; even the palate, tongue, and the inside of the lips provide a pleasurable sensation.
But then I thought again, isn't my surgical transformation from male to female
an even greater act of blasphemy?
As I pondered this, I licked the inside of his glans with the tip of my tongue, then licked his penis from bottom to top,
carefully licking the glans's rim with my tongue, then around to the urethra, where some sticky fluid oozed out,
which I gently licked clean. Next, I lightly kissed the frenulum below the glans, teasing it with my tongue. Honestly, I really didn't
want his glans to leave my mouth. While sucking on his glans, I also played with his testicles with my hand. This time, it was Johny 's turn
to make a sound. I took his entire glans into my mouth again and tried to lick it with my tongue. If I kept licking like that
, I wondered how much more lewd sounds he would make.
"Ah...so good...ah...you slut...harder...ah...suck harder...
ah..."
At this point, I had his entire American penis in my mouth, but his cock was just too big
, so about two-thirds of it was still too big to swallow. My mouth was already open to its limit, but Johny
wasn't satisfied. He commanded, "I'm going to put it down your throat, you slut!" I thought it was a physical limitation
, impossible to do. I could barely breathe even when I was sucking my fiancé's short penis,
let alone such a big American cock. After constantly changing the angle and direction of my mouth, I found that I
had actually taken in another five centimeters. Then Johnny pulled his penis out a little, and then immediately
thrust it forcefully into my mouth again. Each time he did this, his large American penis went deeper into my mouth
, and I felt my throat become thicker. I think Johnny was now probably inserted
about twenty-five centimeters. I slightly adjusted the angle of my body to make my throat more comfortable, which allowed Johnny
's penis to go in even deeper. Finally, I did it. My lovely nose touched his golden pubic hair, and my
chin touched his scrotum. His large penis reached the back of my throat, blocking my airway. I believe
this must have required superhuman willpower and determination to do. At that moment, Johnny kept making
sounds of admiration as he continued to thrust forcefully into my mouth. My throat tightly gripped his large penis, moving it up and down.
While I was giving him oral sex, I looked at Johnny with my beautiful eyes,
a smile representing my feelings for him. I was clearly very proud of myself for being able to swallow such a large white man's penis; I was a real woman.
I moved my head away, pulled the large penis out of my mouth, took a few breaths, and then took it all the way in again.
My expression conveyed my willingness to give this man oral sex all night. Although he was very rough, I didn't feel disgusted
. On the contrary, kneeling and serving in front of such a man for the first time gave me immense pleasure.
"Ah...ah...lowly yellow woman...you're really something...ah...I wish I could keep a few like
you in America...ah...ah..."
His insults were really nasty, but I was still very happy that my oral sex skills had been
recognized by that superior American man.
As I slowly shifted from kneeling to squatting, my labia slightly parted—
a very shameful position. Because I was squatting, my most intimate parts were completely
exposed. As I changed from kneeling to squatting, a cool sensation rushed into my parted and moist
labia. A surge of pleasure welled up inside me, so I instinctively used my slender left hand to touch my slightly parted vulva
, rubbing my artificial clitoris—the one created by my glans—while continuing to use my
right hand to support his enormous penis inserted into my throat, performing oral sex on him. My right hand wasn't idle either; it slid along
his strong penis, and to grasp his large, spherical seminal
vesicles—characterized by the white race—I used my thin palm to feel the full scrotum pressed between his thick thighs
. The pair of testicles lay beautifully in my palm, full and moist, like tropical
fruit, a sensation that aroused me even more. My right hand, reaching for my slightly parted vulva
, traced the clitoris with my middle finger, and my breathing grew increasingly rapid and loud. As I touched myself
, I told myself that besides having top-notch breasts, fair thighs, sexy buttocks, and a voluptuous body,
the lines of my genitals were also perfect. At that moment, I imagined my own alluring, voluptuous
body greedily sucking on a white man's large, high-class penis, a scene resembling a modern-day image of a virgin performing oral sex. As I imagined this, I felt like an 　　Eastern woman
lacking any concept of chastity . 　　"You little Chinese bitch, no masturbation! I want you to put your hands behind your back and place them there. Use your mouth 　　to focus on satisfying my penis."

I obeyed the white man's orders without hesitation, wrapping my hands behind my back.
To prevent my disobedient hands from rubbing my clitoris, Johnny yanked his penis out of my mouth, then
picked up my bikini bra that had fallen to the ground. Using the fabric and thin strings of my own bra, he tightly
bound my wrists, letting them hang loosely above my buttocks. However, this didn't hinder my pleasure
; in fact,
knowing that I couldn't touch my clitoris because my hands were being tightly bound by the expensive bikini I'd bought for nearly a hundred Canadian dollars only
amplified the pleasure. Combined with my slightly sweaty breasts, I knew
I was exuding the sensuality of a delicate Eastern woman.
The white man's glans was purple, with some clear fluid oozing out, and the entire penis was throbbing slightly
. I focused intently on licking the white man's genitals, from base to glans, completely absorbed, like
a heroine in a pornographic film.
It was a truly bizarre sight: an Eastern beauty, tightly bound by bikini straps, was
desperately offering herself to an enormous white man, all for his pleasure.
"Oh...so good...so good...you little Chinese bitch...I'll untie you after you've blown me to my wits' end...
oh..."
To help him ejaculate, I began to suck his glans with even greater effort. With each suck and release,
his penis grew harder, the glans gleaming with a purplish-red sheen. About twenty minutes later, Johnny
was finally about to ejaculate. His enormous penis pounded mercilessly in my mouth, then
spurted a strong-smelling liquid from its throbbing tip, suddenly filling my mouth. I could
n't help but vomit, but my head was tightly gripped, preventing me from vomiting, and my hands were tied behind my back, preventing me from pushing him away.
But his semen was so plentiful that it overflowed before I could even swallow it all. The thick semen flowed from the corners of my
mouth, down my chin, onto my breasts, along my pubic hair, and finally onto my clitoris. He ordered me
to eat all of it, to swallow it all, as my lunch. He simply pressed the head of his penis
against my throat and continued to ejaculate large amounts of semen into my esophagus, directly into my stomach, so that
I didn't have to swallow it. Soon, my stomach was
filled with a large amount of semen rich in protein. And his semen, belonging to a superior race of white men, must have contained the finest proteins; within an
hour, it would be digested by my gastric juices, and the nutrients would be distributed throughout my system.
He ejaculated for a full minute before finally finishing, then withdrew his penis from my mouth. As soon as his
glans was pulled out, several drops of semen dripped onto my face, and I even tried to stick out my tongue to catch
the drops. After swallowing his semen, I stuck out my tongue and carefully licked his still-throbbing penis,
like a clean cat grooming itself. He panted, closing his eyes to enjoy my tongue.
After licking his penis, I kissed the glans and then smiled at him playfully
.
Only then did he untie the bikini bra that bound my hands. As he untied my bra, he
rubbed his penis against my skin. Then, I used my delicate hands to smear his penis on my face and
breasts, making my skin glisten. When my hands were covered in his semen, I put the
penis in my mouth and sucked on the semen, making a slurping sound. I then
licked every inch of his penis clean with my tongue, then scraped the remaining semen off his breasts with my hands
and put it in my mouth. I even reached down to my genitals and scraped up the semen that had dripped onto my clitoris, swallowing it.
I also inserted my fingers into my vagina, then pulled them out and licked the artificial secretions off them.
I even scraped up a few drops of semen from the floor and put them in my mouth, searching the floor for any
semen I might have missed.
I closed my long-lashed eyes slightly and rinsed my mouth with the liquid inside, making smacking sounds,
before swallowing it little by little. After I finished swallowing, I smiled sexily and said, "So delicious."
I usually hate oral sex, but tonight, incredibly, I didn't find it disgusting at all.
"You yellow-skinned slut, lick my two big white testicles while you're at it."
His insults were getting increasingly vile, making me feel incredibly ashamed, but I still obeyed through tears,
taking his two American testicles into my mouth and licking them like ice cream. I licked his scrotum,
occasionally taking the entire scrotum into my mouth, sweeping its surface with my tongue, then spitting it out, then sucking it back in
.
His penis, which had already ejaculated, slowly regained its vigor in my mouth, swelling again and again. His penis
was now bulging with veins, imposing and arrogant, the precum on the glans seemingly drooling over the Asian
woman before him.
Johnny patted my head, indicating that I could stop. Then, as if lifting a feather, he lifted
my body and pulled me by the hand, leading me to the bed.
Then, he picked up his "trophy," which was me, naked and voluptuous,
and threw me onto the bed. He pounced on me like a hungry tiger, his hands gripping my full silicone breasts tightly. The man
's hands were large and powerful, like bear claws. His tongue sucked on my
nipples, which were red from the injection of female hormones, making me feel an unbearable itch, as if my heart was
being sucked out. He would sometimes cup them with his large hands, sometimes gently tap my nipples, while
kissing my fair neck, making me close my eyes and enjoy it immensely.
"Ah... Johnny, your technique for touching my breasts is amazing. My breasts are about to burst from your squeezing
, ah... you're about to squeeze out all my milk."
His huge, white, hairy hands would touch my left breast from time to time, then rub my right.
My red cherry lips parted slightly, and then bursts of soul-stirring moans escaped my lips. He picked me up again and
began licking my nipples, leaving several noticeable hickeys on my breasts. Then he
licked the smooth, shaved skin under my armpits, circling my breasts. He smelled the mixture of secretions and sweat from my armpits...
The indescribable fragrance he brought was like an aphrodisiac. After seventeen minutes, his greedy
saliva had covered every inch of my girlish body. Then he lifted
me up as if I were a feather, turned me over, and made me lie face down on the bed, standing behind me. He then placed his hands on my
slender waist, kneaded my white buttocks, and fondled them wantonly, before caressing my two long, jade-like legs
. He then turned me back over, making me lie flat on the bed, my body facing upwards. I spread my legs wide, preparing
to receive his penis in a missionary position. As the position was taken, my mouth was filled with obscene moans,
and he simply admired the allure of this Asian woman. He could never imagine that I was born a man
; I felt both excited and proud.
"What a fair-skinned, yellow-skinned slut."
Johnny began to move downwards to my woman's forbidden zone. He spread my legs apart, raising them into
an "M" shape, and looked down. He saw a patch of thick, dark pubic hair covering a bright red
slit. I knew the artificial vagina inside my slit was constantly seeping out.
The shame of knowing that everything about my body was clearly seen by this white man under the light actually aroused me. He touched my plump
vulva with his hands, and stroked my pubic hair with his fingers. I became increasingly excited and started to lose control;
my muscles trembled more and more noticeably. My eyes were slightly closed, leaving only my panting and the rise and fall of my chest with each breath
. He plucked a few pubic hairs from my vulva, causing me to cry out in pain.
"Little Asian slut, your little flower lips are all wet."
I remembered that I had recently used artificial lubricant, which was why my shiny artificial vulva looked
so alluring.
Johnny placed a finger of his hand between my artificial labia, then held out
his finger, covered in artificial nectar, to my face. The wet finger gleamed lasciviously under the light.
"Come on, taste your own nectar."
I obediently stuck out my tongue, sucking Johnny's finger into my mouth, licking
the artificial love fluid I had bought, unaware that it wasn't my own body's secretion. With his finger in my mouth,
I could only let out muffled groans through my nose. Johnny withdrew his finger, gently parting
my labia with his saliva-covered fingers.
My cute little clitoris bounced into Johnny's view.
"It's already soaking wet. Do you want me to fuck you?"
Johnny first spat out a thick saliva, smeared it on his penis, then rubbed his own shaft,
spreading the saliva evenly between his and my penis. Then
he spat out another handful of saliva directly onto my labia .
Next, he rubbed the artificial nectar on my labia with the head of his penis, then aimed his penis at my narrow
opening, preparing to thrust. He pressed his penis against my vulva and began to slowly insert it. At first,
my face contorted, but he believed my vagina had even greater potential than my mouth. Soon,
his penis had penetrated about five centimeters. Then, with a powerful thrust of his hips, his enormous American glans
entered my delicate body.
"Chinese girl, we're finally one."
The inner walls of my vagina enveloped his swollen tip; as it slid in, the protruding ridges stimulated my inner
walls. I felt as if a ball of fire had entered my artificial vagina, burning from there throughout my entire body
. I was instantly in so much pain that tears streamed down my face, and I screamed in terror like a whore.
I desperately pounded on him, punching his shoulders, but he felt nothing. He then
pulled his large penis out quite a bit, and my body began to relax as I took a deep breath. Immediately afterward, he
thrust it back into my vagina with tremendous speed. I let out a long scream, a
scream that lasted for five minutes. My muscles tensed, my fingers splayed, my mouth gaped open, and I couldn't scream anymore. My lower back ached and felt
numb, like an electric shock coursing through my entire body… Each time he thrust to the deepest point, I screamed. Sweat
streamed down my forehead and down to my cleavage, and he would occasionally lick the beads of sweat from between my breasts, intensifying his pleasure.

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