I had been corresponding via email with a Tgirl named Mei for the last two months. Her name is pronounced like "may" and means "pretty". From the pictures she has sent me, I certainly agree with that name.

She started by writing to me and thanking me for the stories I had written in a TG website. As I had always liked Asian Tgirls, I decided to follow up on the conversations with Mei once I found out she was from Chinese/Japanese descent.

Further emails led to us sharing our fantasies and likes with each other, and of course, the photos came eventually. Mei wrote if I would like to see her nude, and I wrote that I would very much like to see any photos she might have. Knowing her shy nature, I was indeed surprised to receive five photos via email the next day showing Mei, being very pretty, and partially dressed, exposing her fair skin and slim body. I could also see her small semi hard clitty nestled within her black patch of hair. She looked so aroused and sensual at the same time. I knew then that I had to meet her in person, and decided to arrange for her to visit me, even willing to pay for her full return flight.

Mei's visit was planned for a week, during which time I wanted to show her the sights of San Francisco and give her a really good time outside the bedroom, and the time of her life inside the bedroom. I hoped that if she liked it here that she would want to stay. We would have to go back and get her cleared to live here, but that was something I was quite willing to do.

I arrived at the hotel room and unpacked. I had planned to pick Mei up at the airport but she insisted that she wanted me to first see her standing at my hotel doorway, so I reluctantly agreed. I sent a text to her cell phone with the hotel address and room number – now I just had to wait.

I knew she had to go through customs at the airport, which would take some time. I hoped that she wouldn't have any problems. I imagined that they might question her looking like a girl but having male showing on her passport. Or if she came through as a boy, but had a lot of girl clothing, that might raise some questions. Airport security had made it difficult for girls like Mei.

Finally the door bell to my hotel room has just rung and I hurried to the door and opened it. Mei was more beautiful than her pictures, and I immediately took her into my arms and kissed her. Mei was completely feminine – and very arousing, but I knew that she must be tired from the 12 hour flight. It was morning here, but she must have felt like it was nearly midnight, and badly jet-lagged.

"You must be very tired," I said, continuing to kiss her.

"I am, Bill, but I really need to feel your touch," Mei said, looking me in the eyes. I knew that eye contact was something that Asians often avoided, so I really valued looking deeply into her pretty dark eyes – so feminine, so tender.

I showed Mei to the bedroom and told her that she really needed to shower, and I showed her to the bathroom, and laid out a robe for her to wear after she showered. She had sent me naked pictures, and I looked forward to her actually being naked with me, but I didn't want to rush things – I had come to really care for Mei, and wanted everything to be done in a very loving manner.

I asked Mei if it was alright for me to hang up her clothes and put them away for her and she agreed, so while she showered I opened her luggage and took out her various clothing items. There were several pairs of shoes, including some very sexy heels with an ankle strap. I didn't normally find women's shoes very interesting, but something about the ankle straps were especially sexy.

I put all of Mei's shoes in the closet, imagining her wearing the heels, thinking about following her sexy legs all the way up.

I hung up her outer garments in the closet and folded her other clothing and put them in drawers. I imagined how wonderful it would be going out with Mei, and then returning to our room and removing these lovely garments.

I thought of women's clothing as "gift wrap", and loved removing the wrapping to reveal the precious gift within. I must have been spending too much time looking at Mei's clothing because I heard the shower water stop and I still had much to put away. I hurried so I would be ready when Mei emerged.

Mei came out of the bathroom wearing the white hotel robe, with a towel wrapped around her wet hair. "I'm afraid I don't look so good this way," she said.

"You look wonderful!" I assured her, once again taking her into my arms.

"The shower was really refreshing," said Mei, "but I'm still so very tired – I long for your touch, but feel like I'll fall asleep any moment."

While we sat on the edge of the bed and kissed, I reached my hand into her robe and touched one of her small breasts. "I'm sorry I'm so small," apologized Mei, but I stopped her.

"They are the size I like," I said, "Asian breasts are so beautifully formed, and petite – just the right size for a man's hand." I opened her robe and pressed my mouth to her nipple, sucking gently. Mei sighed as her nipple hardened in response and I continued for a time, and then switched to the other nipple.

I knew that she was getting aroused, even as tired as she was. I took her hard clitty in my hand as she said, "I'm not very big there either."

  To be continued . . .

Feel free to contact me with your comments or requests.
    –Bill Beaumonte (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)