AK Morning Sex

Title: “Mornin’ Delight: A Taboo Trans Encounter”

The alarm blared, invading my sleep-addled mind with its shrill tune. Groggily, I reached for my phone to silence the annoyance. As my eyes adjusted to the morning light seeping through the curtains, a figure stirred beside me. Memories of the previous night came rushing back – an impromptu hookup with a new friend, too much tequila, and a blur of passionate touches and whispered promises.

Mynakii shifted, her ample curves on full display as the sheets slipped from her body. A tattoo of a phoenix adorned her back, the fiery bird a stark contrast against her porcelain skin. I couldn’t help but admire the way the morning light danced across her form.

“Morning, handsome,” she purred, rolling over to face me. Her feminine features were accentuated by smudged makeup and tousled hair, a sultry smile playing on her lips.

“Morning, beautiful,” I replied, my voice still gravelly from sleep. “How’s your head?”

“Not bad, considering last night’s alcoholic adventures,” she laughed, stretching languidly. The sheets fell away completely, revealing her fit physique and impressive chest. Trans women were a fetish of mine – the mix of femininity and masculinity, the sway of hips and swell of breasts. Mynakii was the epitome of that appeal.

She caught me staring and smirked. “Like what you see?” she asked, her hand drifting down my chest, past my abs, to trail along the waistband of my boxers.

“It’s not bad,” I teased back, my body already responding to her touch. Mynakii’s fingers dipped beneath the fabric, sliding over my hardening length. I bit back a groan, my hips instinctively rocking into her hand.

“Hmm, you’re pretty eager,” she mused, her voice low and seductive. She shifted closer, her breasts brushing against my chest as she pressed a kiss to my jaw. Her fingers continued their exploration, teasing and stroking, until I was fully erect.

I rolled us over suddenly, pinning her beneath me. Mynakii yelped in surprise before breaking into a grin, her legs falling open in clear invitation. I ground against her, the thin fabric of her panties the only barrier between us. Mynakii gasped, arching into me, her nails digging into my back.

“Patience, baby,” I whispered, trailing kisses along her neck. I wanted to take my time, to fully enjoy her body and the morning light cascading over us. My hands roamed her curves, cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples. They pebbled under my touch, encouraging me to lavish more attention on them.

I switched my focus to her other erogenous zones – her inner thighs, her belly button, the sensitive skin behind her knees. Each time I drew close to where she really wanted me, I veered off, driving her wildly with anticipation. Moans and pleas poured from her lips, her hips rocking up to seek more of my touch.

Finally, after minutes of teasing, I pulled her panties aside and explored her slick folds. Mynakii cried out, her head falling back against the pillows. “Please,” she whimpered, and I was happy to comply, my fingers sliding into her tight heat. She clenched around me, her walls fluttering and grasping.

“I’ve got you,” I murmured, working her in a steady rhythm. My other hand slid up her body to tug and twist her nipples, adding to the overwhelm of sensation. Mynakii writhed beneath me, pushing down on my hand, chasing her release.

With a clutter of bedding, I shifted between her legs, replacing my fingers with my mouth. I licked a long stripe up her center, swirling around her clit. Mynakii screamed, her hands fisting in my hair. I set a punishing pace, sucking and licking, vowing not to stop until she fell apart.

Her cries became increasingly desperate, her hips bucking wildly as her climax built. I kept up the assault, doubling my efforts, until with a final cry she came undone. Her body convulsed, wave after wave of pleasure crashing over her. I lapped up every drop, gentling my touch as she floated down from her high.

“Holy shit,” she panted, her chest heaving. “That was… wow.”

I smirked up at her from between her thighs. “Glad you enjoyed it.” Shifting to remove my boxers, I crawled up her body, brushing my lips across hers. Mynakii inhaled sharply, tasting herself on my mouth.

“You feel what you do to me?” I asked roughly, aligning our bodies. She nodded, wrapping her legs around my waist and using the leverage to grind against my erection.

“Please,” she begged again, and again, I was more than willing to grant her request. With one smooth thrust, I buried myself inside her tight heat. We both groaned at the sensation, savoring the feeling of being connected so intimately.

I set a fast pace, my hips snapping against hers as I chased my own release. Mynakii met me thrust for thrust, her nails raking down my back. The room filled with the sounds of our coupling – the slap of skin on skin, our ragged breaths and wanton moans.

Her walls began to flutter around me again, heralding her second climax. I gritted my teeth, fighting off my own impending orgasm. I wanted us to finish together, to experience that moment of pure ecstasy in sync.

When her body tensed and then spasmed, I let go, joining her in bliss. Wave after wave of pleasure crashed over me, my cock pulsing deep inside her. I groaned my release, straining against her as we rode out the aftershocks together.

Eventually, I collapsed on top of her, our bodies coated in a fine sheen of sweat. Mynakii ran her fingers through my hair, humming low in her throat. We lay like that for a few long moments, basking in the afterglow.

“Wow, that was… incredible,” Mynakii murmured, her voice still tinged with awe. I chuckled, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

“It certainly was,” I agreed, rolling off of her and onto the bed beside her. “I’m glad you stayed over.”

“Me too,” she grinned at me, snuggling into my side. “Although, I’m going to need a shower. Maybe we could wash each other’s backs?”

I laughed, reaching out to twine our fingers together. “I’d like nothing more, beautiful.”

We lay there for a while longer, our bodies cooling and our breathing slowing. As the sun continued to rise, casting the room in a warm glow, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of contentment. Last night’s hookup had turned into something far more meaningful, and I found myself already looking forward to round two.

For now though, I just enjoyed the moment, curled up with a beautiful woman in my bed. Breakfast could wait.