In my early teen days I was a geeky thin frail looking kinda dude, had to work hard at putting any weight on. I guess that's why I turned to comics and super heroes at an early age, living vicariously through bigger stronger super humans. As I reached puberty, I guess that is why I always fantasized about Amazon like super strong women like supergirl, and big titted wonder woman who came from an Island of amazonian women!   So there I was at the video arcade plopping down my last quarters of the night on donkey kong when I felt the presence of someone standing close by, watching me..At first I paid no real attention, as the other geeks would often stand behind me and marvel at my mastery of the game. But this presence was different, as I could detect the faint smell of Japanese cherry blossom, Bubble Yum Bubble Gum and Colt 45.   I risked giving up my high score to turn my attention away from the screen and gaze upon the Asian wonder standing before me.. She was attractive enough, with long hair black as a raven, and crescent shaped eyes, but something wasn't quite right, something an inexperienced geek could have picked up on, only I was in hormone overdrive at this point in my life. I shyly  uttered a "Uh,  Um, Hi", and she smiled a half smile and whispered in a slightly accented dark brown voice ,  "Hi Back at ya".. Her shoulders were wider than her small hips, and her arms more muscular than my chicken wings.But she had some nice bolt ons, not too big, not too small but nice handfuls.She asked me about the game, and complimented my Donkey Kong Prowess all the while my geek friends were snickering and watching us from afar.. She asked if I wanted to go back to her house and listen to kitaro, and though I had no idea, who Kitaro was, I could give a shit!  She grabbed my hand and slung it over her broad shoulder and off we went..

We entered her room and she put on some music, drank some nyquill and gin, she lit a candle and shut off the light. As she bent over to light the candle,  I noticed she had somehow exposed more of her cleavage.  It gave me an erection. 

She saw me staring at her cleavage, and within a split second she was upon me like a lioness over her prey..She slipped a hand between us and squeezed the tip of my shaft for a full second. She released it and moved closer to me while whispering “I want you.” I was immediately weakened by her spell and intoxicated by the Cherry Blossom/Bubble Yum, Colt 45 perfume...something wasnt right, yeah I was hard, but it was a weird boner, I couldn't quite shake it. But no use to resist as my pants were already down to my skinny ankles and an expert mouth was hard at work on me..

Every time I reached down below, her hands would stop me and she Shyly would whisper, no no no, Mistah! And so it went on through the evening at least 3 rounds of expert oral satisfaction. Eventually, I unashamedly began stroking her inner thighs, they were smooth, silky yet she had strange grooves between the hamstrings and the quads. I moved my hand to the waistline, I pushed inside, I reached in to feel the smooth skin in the No Man’s Zone, I pushed deeper in search of the truth, finally, I came to a small area of lumpy flesh…. It was completely unidentifiable. Unidentifiable at first, until the HARD realization had finally set in...I was feeling the base of a small penis that was tucked down under the legs, but it felt vaginal. I was confused, but turned on.

I have no idea why this turned me on so much. I have never been attracted to anything but a woman, and here was this very  feminine yet masculine sexy person who was neither woman nor man but some new category .Being so confused about what was happening to me only seemed to turn me on even more.

We continued drinking, me partly fueled by my sexual confusion and desire. With some more time and alcohol, I became more reckless and came to a WTF attitude about the whole thing and tried for more, that's when we heard the jingling of keys and the creak of a door,  She/ He freaked and started pushing me out the window saying "you must reave! Reave right now! It's my boyfriend!"  I fell backwards out the window falling one story onto a bush and with my pants still down around my ankles I laid there looking up at the window of my ladyboy queen..Then I looked at her and she at me, and I said "I didnt even get your name".. To which she replied " I too shy to tell you" and shut the window and closed the blinds..

When I got home I was a hot mess of passion to utter disgust, I jumped in the shower and put anti bacterial lotion on my johnson which burned the hell out of it, but I felt like it purged me of my sin. Then I passed out almost instantly.  Maybe it’s better that  He/she had closed those impenetrable muscular legs. It was an extremely exciting exploration of new sexual territories that had never before been explored. But I wasn't ever going back there again.