I was drunk. Enjoying a home alone Saturday after a hectic week. It was 11am but I had already started drinking. Who cares. Am a college student afterall, that's what we do.

My phone started vibrating in short bursts, arggh these texts while am trying to get drunk on a weekend morning while trying to absorb myself in the tv series Green Arrow.

I lazily picked up my phone. It was a text from her.

She was a college friend of mine. More like an acquaintance. I was very shy and self absorbed at college. I preferred being drunk and not interacting much. Engineering college to me was about living the dream life, flying high. Her name was Shreya and she was a transgender.

We had only exchanged number a few weeks back. Most at college didn't know about her sexuality. Gosh even I didn't when she texted me that day.

She is a very attractive person. Don't judge a book by it's cover. I was just texting her because she was in my college project team. She was nice and willing to pick up my slack - like I said, I wasn't in college to study. So I was grateful to her that she was doing my project work too.

I replied her - same old hi and hello. wssup. weekend plans chatter. I was about to end the convo with mundane responses when she asked me if we can meet. I was alone in my flat for the weekend and I had nothing else planned other than drinking and procastinating, so, I thought what the hell - sure let's meet.

She asked me what I was upto and I replied drinking. She was astonished and asked me when I will be sober to meet. I made a joke and said not today but I can walk upto a common place to meet in afternoon. She agreed. She lived nearby in a rented flat with her friends.

I continued my drinking spree and got lost in Arrow again. Later ordered lunch ate and started feeling sleepy. I thought about cancelling but just at that instant she texted, "Are you free ?". It was about 4pm, and once again I though, what the hell, lets meet. Drunk walking was normal to me. Am the guy who can hold his liquor extremely well. I freshed up, my vision was blurry and shaky. All the drinks was kicking in. Nirvana.

I strolled down to the common place we had decided to meet. Drunk walking is fun. We met on a a side street and greeted each other.

She looked at me and asked, are you well? I replied, never better.
She was looking upset. I thought it was because I showed up drunk. So I said, am sorry, I didn't know you will ask me to meet so I had started drinking since early morning as I wanted to spend the day being drunk.

We sat down on the sidewalk. Started with chitchat. Soon I realised something was bugging her. She was upset and depressed. So I asked her and suddenly she started sobbing. I didn't know what to do. We were on a public street and it looked weird to onlookers with her sobbing. I am not a people person. I tried to console her and she controlled herself.

She told me that she was dating someone and it ended horribly. She was heart broken. I know the feeling. I am a sensitive guy, and I started feeling sorry. I consoled her and asked her for a coffee or ice cream. She complied. We walked to a nearby coffee joint and ordered coffee.

She was getting better. She smiled at me and thanked me for being nice. I smiled back. Then out of curiosity I asked her what had happened with her boyfriend.

She replied that she loves her but she has a secret. Yesterday on a date, she told him and he ditched her and left. I was starting to get curious, but couldn't ask her. We were done with coffee and started walking back. By then we had started to just enjoy the walk and chatting and enjoy each other's company.

She asked me about my evening plans, and I replied, well its almost 5pm and I want to get back to my place and continue my drinking spree. She looked at me and said, can I come along? I would love some drinks.

I guess my reputation at college as a party person and an avid drinker was well known to her. I hesitated for a while. Girls aren't allowed back in my flat and I didn't want to get caught sneaking someone in. I tried to blow her off but she requested and I couldn't say no. So we went back to my place and I sneeked her in like batman.

Once in my flat, I showed her arround. My place was well cleant and very organized. She was impressed at this, expected, because college students generally don't have clean and organised room. I was am exception.

She sat on my bed and I took the chair. On the table infront of me was my gaming laptop, packs of cigarettes and some bottles of whiskey, rum and vodka.

I had a habbit of keeping extra liquor always and of all types. Mixing and making drinks for varried flavour was a hobby. I liked drinking and I loved making drinks - experimenting with combinations.

I lit a cigarette and started making drinks. She asked me if she could check my laptop and I complied. She started looking for music on YouTube.

I passed her the drink, we cheered and started drinking. This was the first time I had a girl at my place. It was exciting and fun. I guess college experience is incomplete untill you have sneaked in a girl at your place. This was another badge of honor I earned today. I was living the most badass college life.

I thought all this while drinking. We talked about tv series and movies. How bollywood has trancended into garbage. And the drinks kept on flowing.

We were about 3-4 pegs down when things started to get more exciting.

She thanked me for meeting up and the drinks. Started asking me about girls I liked at college. I kept on giving diplomatic responses.

She was starting to get drunk. Slow romantic songs reminded her of the boyfriend.

She started saying, "Am I unworthy of love just cause am different? I really liked the guy you know. It was love at first sight for me. I had hoped he was open and understanding. All my life I have faced discrimination. Couldn't live like you can. A normal life. You can drink and be free. Do what the hell you want. You're a guy. It's a privilege. Society doesn't accept us the way they see you. We are stuck in the middle somewhere. Taboo of being either. I just wish I could be myself. You know, today when we were talking I felt like you are talking to me as a person. That might not seem much to you, but to me, that's alot. Thankyou."

Honestly I really didn't know what she was talking about. I thought of asking her directly but I didn't want to stop her while she was venting out her thoughts and emotions. So I kept listening to her. Even made another peg for each of us.

She asked for a cigarette. We lit up, sat in silence and started smoking. I was getting extremely curious but didn't know how to ask her. To me she seemed fine. A normal person. I didnt really understand what she had told.

Finally I couldn't resist anymore, I gotta know. I said, "Am sorry, but you were saying you're different. I didn't understand what you mean by it. You seem fine to me."

That's when she told me her secret. She was a transgender.

I couldn't believe what she was saying. For a second I thought she was pranking me. Trying to see my reaction with me drunk. I stared at her face for a while and realised, she was serious. She kept looking at me, not knowing what to say next and for me to respond. I stared at her for a while, frozen with the glass in my hand - my intoxicated mind processing data at a rather slow pace.

I snapped back a few seconds later. I didn't expect this. I was thinking to myself, she looks normal, how can she be trans. I realised that I had a sterotype view in my mind. Partly because we are told to see and expect trans people to look and talk and walk a certain way. I snapped out of it.

"It's fine", I said. "Am sorry for staring at you for so long. I was just processing. I never would have guessed this to be your secret."

I smiled at her and she smiled back to my relief. I thought I had made things weird for her. She was just looking for someone to let in on her real identity. Hell even am flawed. Who am I to think any different of her, I thought.

She was feeling relaxed. I guess, she could sense that I was fine with her secret.

She continued to tell me that her boyfriend freaked out when she told her this. She was shocked herself of his reaction. She was embarrassed that people at college might know about it and she might be discriminated against.

I consoled her, and told her that I would beat up the guy if he tried to make any such attempts or spread the word arround at college. Her secret was safe with me. I wasn't the violent type, but I was a badass and had a reputation at college. People preferably avoided me than get in an conflict.

She was starting to get really happy. I was feeling better too. This was awesome. I never thought I would have a trans friend.

What happened next was something I would never have experienced. She came close to me and kissed me.

I am a straight guy, but somehow she kissing me made me horny. She told me that she wanted to makeout. She said she is a virgin.

I kissed her back and we started hugging. Our bodies pressing harder and harder against each other with every kiss. She was an awesome kisser.

We took a smoke break and passed a cigarette between us. I was feeling so lucky. This has to be the best Saturday ever.

I asked her if it was fine for me to take off my clothes. She pulled me close and pulled off my tshirt herself. I took off my belt and dropped my jeans. I pulled her closer and took off her top. She had a white bra.

She had a damn fine figure. I can surely guess she used to workout. I touched her boobs over her bra and squeezed it softly. She had incredibly soft boobs.

She started moving her hands all over my back and it made me hornier. I hugged her tight and kissed her neck and lips. Kept kissing down to her chest and licked my tongue in her cleavage. Her body grew warmer. I could feel she was just as lusty for me.

She pushed me to the bed and pulled down my inners. I was now all naked. She looked at me and winked.

She got in the bed and started stroking my dick. It was an amazing sensation. She stroked me a few times. I was already throbbing with my dick fully erect. She kissed on the tip of my dick and pushed it in her mouth. She started sucking me and I was in heaven. Her warm moist lips, rubbed up and down on my dick. She pulled my foreskin down completely and continued sucking. I was twitching and lost in pleasure. I took the liberty to unstarp her bra and start playing with her naked boobs while she sucked me.

I squeezed her boobs. Her nipples were getting erect. I softly pulled her nipples and pintched them. She moaned but continued to suck me. She started to increase the pace. I squeezed and held onto her boobs while drifting into the intense pleasure.

She pulled out my dick from her mouth and with her tongue licked me along the length all the way to my balls. She softly kissed on my balls and licked on them. I was lost in pleasure land. Never could I have imagined that licking on my balls and along my dick would give me so much pleasure. My dick was throbbing and I asked her to take off her pants.

She stood up and complied. She took off her jeans and she was in her inners only now. I just started at her. She is gorgeous. Like an angel. She looked at me and asked, "Should I take off my panty? You're sure about this right?". I replied, yes.

She took them off. It was the first time I was seeing a trans naked for real. She grew more confident seeing I was fine seeing her naked. I pulled her over me and we started kissing.

Our bodies rubbed against one another. She stroked me while we kissed.

I was getting so lusty to have sex with her. I asked her if she was willing to have sex with me. She said she was a virgin but she will like to try. I had some lube. I took it out and poured it on my dick. She stroked me and spread it on my dick evenly.

I stood up on the floor. Layed her in the bed with her face up and pulled her to the edge of the bed. I asked her to lift her legs in the air and she complied.

"Please be gentle", she said. I nodded and kissed her and placed my dick at the entrance of her ass hole. I tried to push it in but it was too tight. I took some lube on my finger and pushed in. The lube helped my single finger glide in. She started moaning. I knew it wouldn't be comfortable for her. So I asked her again, you sure?

She looked at my eyes, and said yes. She said she wanted to feel it. She keept her eyes fixed at my eyes. I held my dick and slowly tried to push it in. Suddenly it drifted in a bit, I kept pushing and it went in more. Her eyes slowly rolled away from me and rolled back as my dick pushed in deeper. She arched her back and my dick was all the way in. I knew about anal sex but this was the first time I tried it.

Anal sex is way more intense. Her inner walls pressed on hard on my dick as I pushed it in and out. She drifted away in a haze of lust, pleasure and pain as I started to move my dick in and out very slowly. She moaned softly each time I pushed my dick in and relaxed a bit when I pulled it out. She was starting to enjoy it.

I was standing on the edge of the bed and I bent over on her body. My mouth over her boobs now. I started going a bit faster in and out of her tight ass while I licked her nipple and sucked on her boob. I could hear her soft deep moans, her fast throbbing heart beat and her deep breaths in and out.

I kept fucking her. We were both in heaven. Screw society, fuck all rules. We found solace in each other that day.

I increased my pace and was now thrusting in and out of her ass hole rapidly. We both were lost in lust.

I cummed in her ass a while later.

She stayed back that night at my place. It's a weekend I can never forget. Much more happened between us that day. If you want to know more, just ask. Maybe I will write a sequel.

Thankyou for reading.

© deParadox

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