Daisy and Victor had been going out for a little while, but had never slept together. Victor was nervous about losing his virginity, and Daisy was too shy to make the first move. Dysphoria made sex more complicated too, especially since neither of them were on HRT, but with another trans person it would be easier, right?
For their next date, they cuddled on Daisy's bed while watching a movie. They sat there together, his arm around her, her head resting on his shoulder. Both not really paying attention to the movie, but instead thinking about what might happen next. He brought a hand up to her jaw and gently pulled her in to face him. They leaned in for a kiss, shy but hungry.
As their lips moved against each other, Victor experimentally moved a hand to her thigh. His forearm grazed against Daisy's erection through her skirt and she gasped slightly against his mouth. He was taken aback, her cock was so big... He couldn't help but move his hand over to her bulge. He felt up her cock through the fabric, trying to hold back from his mouth watering.
She slipped a hand between his thighs to return the gesture, rubbing his clit through his pants. He panted and she went a little harder, eliciting a high pitched groan from him. He was clearly embarrassed, turning red and laughing awkwardly, but the sound went straight to Daisy's dick.
It was like a switch went off in her brain. She had to have him now. She put her hands on his binded chest and pushed him backwards, then grabbed his wrists and held them above his head. "...Daisy?" He said nervously. His innocent eyes gazed up at her, face beat red.
She had only been a submissive bottom in the past, and had assumed that would continue with Victor, but looking at him now she knew what she had to do. "I need you" she growled. She was surprised by how deep her voice sounded saying that, but she was too hard to stop. She tore his pants and boxers off ravenously. He squeeked in surprise but made no moves to stop her, either because of the shock or because he had been wanting this too.
She looked down at his exposed wide hips, big soft thighs, and twitching pussy. She felt like she was really seeing him for the first time, and he looked fucking delicious. She pushed his thighs up and brought his ankles up onto her shoulders as he gasped, still just staring at her in dumbfounded lust.
She hurriedly lifted up her skirt pulled her thick cock out of her cute lacy panties and stroked herself with lube from the bedside drawer. "W-What are you doing?" He stammered. But she couldn't answer, she just groaned as she pushed her cock head into his warm, inviting cunt. His breath hitched. She plunged in further, thrusting in balls deep. His head rolled back and he let out an involuntary high pitched moan.
His face dropped with shock. "I-I'm so sorry! I don't know why I said that!" He began to explain, but then he saw her face looming over him. Eyes wide, pupils blown, lips pursed, practically drooling.
He furiously pounded his big, male cock into her dripping, female pussy. All of their voice training disappeared as he let out deep grunts and she moaned shrilly. He pulled her shirt off and tore off her binder with reckless abandon, ripping it down the front. He saw her massive tits for the first time and oggled them pervertedly, watching them bounce with each thrust.
She pulled his dress up off of him and gazed at his flat chest, manly hair beginning to grow despite constant shaving. Her eyes then moved to his arms, accentuated with lean muscle that he had developed without even trying, just from the natural testosterone in his body. She knew that he was stronger than her, and that she couldn't stop him from pounding her even if she tried. The thought made her pussy clench around him.
He had one hand on her breast and one on her clit, watching her squirm and moan as he used her cunt to chase his pleasure. She just kept her hands above her obediently, watching her deflowering. With a deep moan he emptied his balls deep inside her, making her come shortly after and accept his fertile cum inside her unprotected womb.
With their costumes removed, they became what they were always meant to be: a man and a woman breeding.
