The next day I was glad to see Lindsey at school. She looked as beautiful as ever.

I had accepted that I was in love with a girl that was different than most, and really wanted to understand all about her.

After school I went to Lindsey's house. We were there alone because her Mom didn't get home from work until five, so we had some time to talk.

"Lindsey," I said, "I really need to know as much as I can about you, the girl I love. Tell me what you can about how you became a girl."

"I've never told anyone this before," she began, "But I'm glad that I can tell it to you."

"I was born a boy, named Larry, but even as a toddler I wanted to be a girl, and liked girl clothes and toys. My parents were worried and took me to some doctors. Most said it was just a phase and I would grow out of it – but I didn't. When I was five they found a different doctor who diagnosed me with gender dysphoria – you already know what that means."

"My parents discussed it and I began living as a girl. My father didn't like that but my mother insisted, and if finally broke up the marriage. I started school as a girl and in a few years my mother found a doctor who castrated me. It didn't hurt, and kept me from developing as a boy.

"I started taking female hormones when I was twelve and was delighted with these breasts which you seem to enjoy so much. In the beginning we weren't very secretive about it, and people caused trouble, so we ended up moving a few times."

"Was the trouble you had with the guys because of you being transgender?" I asked.

"That was really bad," Lindsey said, "They ganged up on me and said they were going to cut my balls off. When they pulled down my panties and saw that my balls were gone they said they would cut off what was left, but instead they beat me up and I ended up in the hospital."

"So what do you have between your legs?" I asked.

"Because I was castrated, my penis never grew as normal boys do," she said, "And taking the female hormones made it shrink further, so it's very small, and I'd really prefer that you call it my clitty, since it really isn't a penis any more."

I asked to see her clitty, but she said not yet, but on Saturday we could go to the public swimming pool and she would wear her two-piece swimsuit, which would show me as much of her body as was possible without being naked.

On Saturday we went swimmng, and as promised Linsey wore a swimsuit that left no doubt whatsoever about her gender. I kept looking at her crotch but saw nothing but smoothness. Lindsey noticed me looking and said, "I told you I was small."

"I'd still like to see your clitty," I said.

Lindsey smiled and said, "You will, but give me a little more time – I'm very self-conscious about that, but next time you come over I'll be as close to naked as possible."

Now that really caught my imagination, and Monday after school I couldn't wait to get to Lindsay's house. We kissed for a bit and then she told me she would be right back, and disappeared into her bedroom.

When she returned she was wearing a very shear robe that left nothing to the imagination. I could see that beneath it she wore only panties – and no bra. I smiled to see this beautiful girl approaching. She stopped immediately in front of me and dropped her robe to the floor, standing there wearing only panties. She slowly turned to display herself and I saw that they were thong panties, showing her lovely ass completely!

I have a weakness for a beautiful femme ass, and her's definitely was. I took her in my arms and pulled her close as we kissed. I put one hand on one of her soft ass cheeks and fondled her. I loved feeling Lindsey's breasts, but her ass was even better.

We kissed for awhile and then I got on my knees behind her to get a good look. Those soft round globes seemed to call out to me for attention, and soon I was lovingly kissing her cheeks, and playfully licking her crack.

"Careful, you kinky guy!" Lindsey said, turning around, and helping me to my feet.

"I guess I got carried away," I said.

We kissed some more, then Lindsey said, "I've never seen you naked."

I immediately stripped down and Lindsey ran her hands all over me. After thoroughly inspecting me she cupped my balls in her hand and took my cock in her mouth. It took only moments for me to reach full erection, then she surprised me by pulling back.

"Spread your feet apart," she said, guiding me as she spoke. I didn't know what she had in mind, but I was game for whatever it was. Lindsay took a bottle of hand lotion and put some on one of her fingers and then held my balls once again as she continued to suck me. Then I felt her lubed finger touch my hole – nobody had ever touched me there before.

She wiggled her finger as she sucked and it felt great. She pushed her finger into me and moved it around while she sucked and I shot my load almost immediately. She pulled her finger out of me and went to the bathroom to wash up.

When she returned she was dressed and I was resting on the couch, recovering from a wonderful Lindsey-induced climax. I felt like I was the luckiest guy in the world as I sat there blissfully.

"You better get dressed before Mom comes home or you'll have more than my finger up your ass!" she said.

I got dressed as I thought about how good it had felt when Lindsey wiggled her finger inside me.

  To be continued . . .

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