Sexually Insatiable: Deconstructing a Shemale Myth

20th Century German impressionist interpretation of the Bible's lusty Corinth (Potiphar's wife) trying to seduce Joseph.

20th Century German impressionist interpretation of the Bible’s lusty Corinth (Potiphar’s wife) trying to seduce Joseph.

Women in the Middle Ages were often portrayed as Eve-like temptresses, sexually insatiable. So in the “Decameron,” it is said: “Whereas a single cock is quite sufficient for 10 hens, 10 men are hard put to satisfy 10 women.”

As for today’s lusty shemales like me?  We individually need at least 10 cocks each…probably more…right?

Inquiring minds want to know: Are we shemales really as sexually insatiable as we seem? Sucking cock after cock, bringing each to a cumming climax, yet hardly ever seen to be cumming ourselves. And that gives us pleasure? Is that truly possible? Or are we just playing to type, giving voyeurs what they want — the fantasy image that’s been constructed for us?

As with all myths, some details might not be literally true. But the larger, deeper truth remains. Yes, I guess we’re perpetually horny. At least I am.

It’s a sexual adventure for me just to walk down the street. I don’t have to be dressed provocatively. Just some pumps and pantyhose will do, with a demur short skirt and long jacket: that’s all it takes to feel my hips sway and the firm flesh of my upper thighs rubbing like silk upon one another, each to each. Depending upon the quality of hose, and if my short-heeled pumps aren’t clicking too loudly, I can even hear the delicious swishing.

Maybe it’s because, unlike a “normal” woman, I don’t take sashaying down the street for granted. It’s still new for me: this ability to turn heads just by the way I walk and what I wear. I think it will always be new, this feeling. Let’s hope so! And not just for my sake; selflessly, I know there are so many cocks yet unsucked that I need to arouse.

It’s a powerful feeling that I’m now blessed with — this perpetual arousal, seldom diminished by my own climatic release.

What a mouth-watering paradox: the potency of impotency!    Chemically castrating myself with estrogen, I now have undreamt of power.  Almost absolute power, it feels like; and absolute power corrupts absolutely.  That must be why I’m nothing but a slut.

About Joy Saint James

Day job in Big Banking. Elsewhere I'm @ScholarlySlut, whose essays and erotica have appeared in various print anthologies and websites. Email: joy.st.james@hotmail.com.

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