Passion

Passion in Jogya

On the way to Bali, we had decided to go first to Jogyakarta and visit the temple of Borobodur, return to Jakarta and from the airport go directly to Bali for two full weeks, then spend three days in Jakarta before going back to Europe.

I’m single and I’ ve never ruled out the possibility of meeting someone in one of my trips though it had never happened. Travelling and going from one place to another simply makes it impossible to really get to know someone well enough to establish a serious relationship but I decided to see if I could meet someone using one of the many sites on the internet.

A couple of months before my trip I stumbled upon this lovely girl and I looked at her profile and pics so she got a pop up that someone was looking at her profile and she sent me a quick hello message. She was really cute, had a tanned skin that Asian women usually dislike but I loved and of course I knew from the start that she was a T girl but I always considered myself as a person without prejudice and I was happy to chat with her, besides she lived in Jogya, one of our destinations.

Our conversation was effortless, her English very good and she pointed out that she liked to meet new friends from abroad. She also pointed out that she was a hairdresser and she was just looking for friends.

Our first call on messenger went on for an hour, no video, just two friends talking about anything; she gave me good advice about things to see in Jogya and I told her I would be travelling with a friend, Mark but we were just that, friends, nothing else than that.

From day one, we got used to meeting each other online around 11 pm Jogya time, 6 pm in Europe and our conversations were always fresh, nice, no subject made us feel uneasy. I learned a lot about transgender persons and she spoke of herself in a reserved way that made me feel admiration for her. When the day of my trip neared we had agreed to meet each other for a drink or dinner.

The trip to Jakarta was uneventful, the stopover in Dubai also, except for the detour in the lounge for business travelers since we had decided to fly economy to Dubai and business to Jakarta. Even the connection in Jakarta to Jogya was quick and we got there at two pm. We checked in at a clean but fairly basic hotel of a big chain, took a quick shower and went out for a walk in Jogya’s main street. I sent Megan a message saying: I’ll be back at the hotel around 6 pm, let’s meet there if you can.

Jogya is nice, more of a big village than a city with a relaxed but lively atmosphere. At 6 pm we were back at the hotel and she was there, waiting near her scooter. We kissed on the cheeks as good friends and introduced her to Mark and Megan said, shall we go drink something? Mark said, I’m tired from the trip, you go and I’ll eat something in the hotel or maybe he simply didn’t want to interfere in our meeting so I said, ok, if you change your mind leave a message to reception desk and after our drink we’ll come back here to pick you up.

Now it was just Megan and I so I said what shall we do, any idea? She started giggling and said: let’s go where I work, there’s a nice park and we can walk and make conversation. We got there on her scooter in no time, I bought some water at a kiosk for both of us and went back to talking as we had done in the previous months.

At some point she asks me: am I very different from the pics, are you disappointed?

– So, I reply: no, you are absolutely the same, beautiful as I expected.

– And you are not disappointed that I am not a woman?

– No, you are a woman, and I knew it since we started talking.

– What about you, did you expect me to be very different? I know I’m a bit overweight and at 45 years of age women in my country barely look at me with some interest.

– You are very attractive and I’d love to kiss you but I won’t because we are much criticized in our city and I don’t want you to have any trouble because of me.

Then she says, let’s go to a place where we can kiss each other and looks at me with an air of complicity.

We hop on her scooter and after ten minutes she stops near a motel, a low one floor building, cheap looking but clean. She tells me to wait for her and goes to the reception desk. After one minute she is back with a key in her hand. With the other hand she takes mine and after few steps we are in front of the room.

Inside, it looks clean and nice, I even wish for a second we had booked there instead of our large tourist hotel.

She closes the door then gets close to me. She is 5.7 like me, she smiles and kisses me, first tentatively, then more passionately and finally with her tongue mingling to mine and never letting me go for a long long time.

I had never kissed a transgender or been kissed like this. We pause, we smile.

– You ok? She says.

– Yes, I am. You?

– I’m happy

And we start kissing again.

Then she says, let me get undressed and we both do.

We are both naked, she has a small breast but that’s ok for me, I never liked women with large ones, it’s just a stupid myth some men have as if women with a large breast could have more pleasure or….what!

Her cock is more or less as big as mine, she looks absolutely gorgeous and as we lay down on the bed we start kissing again.

I kiss her nipples and she moans with pleasure. We kiss each other again and again, she barely has a taste of menthol from her cigarettes, then I kiss her small breast and suck her nipples once more then go down her torso and her stomach, I put my tongue in her navel and while I do it I take her cock in my hand and masturbate it slowly but firmly.

– Is it ok? If I do something that you don’t like, just tell me.

– No, no, I love it and she smiles again

I move my hand on her cock and we kiss again.

– It’s ok if I suck you? I ask. Do you want to wear a condom?

– You really want to suck me? If you do, I will love it, she says. I’m clean, I don’t have a boyfriend since a long time so I’m sure it’s safe.

I get close to her cock, it’s nice, I like it and I want her to have pleasure and be happy with me. I slide back the foreskin of her cock and I kiss the head, I swallow it and move my head up and down.

Her cock grows bigger in my mouth and in my hand, I move it up and down, then I kiss it lengthwise till I get to her testicles. She is totally shaven, not a hint of hair. I kiss her perineum totally shaven too then, as delicately as I can, I suck her testicles, first one, then the other. She bends her legs and opens them up giving me full view of her anus. I massage her hard perineum and suck her cock’s head once more then I suck my own finger and put it directly over her anus and I ask: is it ok?

– She says: yes, I love you

My finger slowly goes in, she is very tight so I can’t go too deep and I move very slowly. I put the head of her cock in my mouth again and I go up and down brushing it gently with my teeth. One, two, three times. I’m getting uncomfortable for being in that position for so long so I take my finger out of her anus but I keep sucking her.

She is moaning then she tells me, please stop. I look at her and she says, I’ll tell you when I’m coming, I don’t want you to swallow. I say, ok, then I kiss her once and start sucking her cock again. After a while she says, I’m coming, I’m coming. I stop sucking, I squeeze her cock and immediately she starts ejaculating on my hand, my chest, my neck. It’s a new experience to see someone ejaculating and it’s not me but I am really happy that she’s feeling as much pleasure as I am. She holds me in her arms for a long, long time then gets up and comes back with a towel from the bathroom, cleans my hands, my chest and takes the towel to the baton the bed. She opens a condom and puts it on my cock: please fuck me. She lies again on her back, pulls her legs up on my shoulders as I kneel in front of her and I penetrate her. She asks me to stop almost immediately because as I had realized with my finger, her anus is very tight so I knew it would be impossible with my cock. I stop and ask, much pain? She says yes, so I wait and don’t move. We wait a bit more but I see she’s in pain and she says, I’m sorry, but I reply: don’t be sorry, everything’s fine. I take the tip of my cock out and I kiss her full on the lips again.

Then she pulls me on my back on the bed, pulls the condom away and swallows all of my cock up to the base. She sucks me as no one had ever done in my life and then tells me: don’t worry about coming in my mouth, I will drink all of you. She sucks me, uses her teeth as I had done to her, I think she learned a little trick from me and quickly brings me to the brink of orgasm. She squeezes my cock till the last drop and drinks all my cum while my legs shake. She doesn’t let me go, with her arms around my waist she kisses my now soft penis then gets her face close to mine and says: I’m sorry, I’m too tight but I hope you liked it and I say: let’s do it again and we both laugh. We stay in bed till 10 pm then she says, tell your friend to join us for dinner in a special place, I have friends who will be happy to meet him so I call the hotel but he says he’s already in his pajamas; we get on the scooter and go to our next destination.

This time it takes a bit longer, we ride the motorcycle for 25 minutes then we park in front of a sign that says: House of Raminten. I find out later that this place is famous in Jogya. She must be well known because we are greeted by a very smiling drag queen. All the waitresses are drag queen and the place is packed. The most coveted seats are pillows with low tables where customers sit cross legged and we are led to a seat without waiting a minute. At a distance, a drag queen is singing in playback. Megan asks me if I’m hungry, I laugh at her and say: is it ok if I kiss you here and she says: sure, people who come here are usually open minded like us, so I kiss her full on the lips: I’m starving! The people sitting next to us are drinking from a glass with a clear blue liquid with smoke coming out of it, I am mesmerized. I ask, what is it? She says, try it, you’ll love it. A drag queen comes to take orders and soon comes back with the smoking glasses and some meat satay. In the back, the singing queen goes on with her melody.

I feel relaxed, happy, happy to be with her and ask if she wants to visit Borobodur with us but she says: no, tomorrow I will work, I have some customers who booked with me. You go with your friend and I’ll see you at the hotel after dinner, unless he wants to come out with my friends.

The night is tender, we speak and occasionally kiss each other, we eat a lot and everything is absolutely wonderful, including the smoking blu drink.

I don’t know what time it is, I guess it’s well past one and we decide to go away paying a bill that was utterly ridiculous for the food we had eaten.

She takes me back to the hotel where I find a message from my friend saying: breakfast 8 AM.

I tell her, stay for the night with me and she says, ok but at 7 AM I’ll go and I kiss her once more. Luckily, the hotel has a side door that is open all night and is close to an elevator, I tell her to wait for me at the 7th floor, pick up my key at the reception and go up with the main lift.

Inside the room we take a hot shower together, lots of kissing and touching, I soap her anus and her cock and she does the same after asking: it’s ok to touch you there and I say, sure, why not, we are lovers!

We get to bed and it’s well past 2.30.

I kiss her lips and say: let’s sleep. We both fall asleep in few minutes.