02Aug / 2014

Am I Pretty or Ugly?

Do you like my hair?

POU? Pretty or Ugly, am I? Hot or Not?

Girls just old enough to know how to post to YouTube create video selfies posing that question. Often the responses are so downright cruel as to cause possibly permanent damage to a young girl’s budding identity. As for special girls like me, the only relevant question is much more basic, even base:

Am I fuckable or not?

A more lady-like way of asking the same question is this:

Do you like my hair?

On the subject of hair and fucking, August is the hardest month, what with all the heat and the humidity. The better, the sweatier the fuck, the more likely my latest trip to the expensive salon is all for naught…my hair, so carefully coiffed and styled, is now ruined, absolutely ruined. What to do?

Some girls I know invest in satin pillowcases, so they no longer have to worry about frizzy “sex hair.” The silky fabric won’t rough up your hair like cotton pillowcases do, no matter how rough the play. Another way to accomplish the same end is simply to be the dominating girl on top, so the sweaty sheets won’t ever touch your pretty-perfect locks.

For a girl like me who’s not afraid of a lot of makeup — even using a face primer, which smooths texture, boosts coverage and helps makeup wear better and last longer — I understand there’s a similar product for your hair, called Prime Style Extender. I think I’ll ask my trusty hairdresser about this, whether it truly can ensure my style lasts through the sexiest of encounters.

Another solution is simple enough: good old-fashioned braids! Whether your hair’s in cornrows, French braids, or fishtail, you won’t be afraid to get a little wild. Sure braids can get a little messy during your romp, but afterwards when you comb them out, you’ll have a super sexy wavy hairstyle! All the more sexy given the secret knowledge of the naughtiness you’ve been up to!!

Finally, my favorite: the ponytail. When I throw my hair up in a ponytail, I know I’m ready to get down to business! And I do mean get down! It’s the best for giving head. Your hair’s back away from your face, so even if your guy’s into giving you facials, no cum will goo it up. And a ponytail gives a guy a convenient handle to push and pull your head to achieve maximum satisfaction.

Besides — and best of all! — a classic ponytail is really cute.

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28May / 2013

Like a Virgin: Part 2

I’m ready, so please do what must be done to my pussy ass….

I can remember the moment precisely, the exact words that came out of my mouth when my shrink began our regular weekly session by asking how I was feeling:

“I need to be filled.”

The words just spilled out of my mouth. I hadn’t rehearsed, I hadn’t reflected. Never had I acknowledged this feeling, much less articulated it:

Yes, I wanted — indeed, needed! — to be fucked in the ass.

Until that moment, this carnal desire was a well-maintained secret, especially to me. My consciousness always felt a disdain, disgust even, toward anal sex. It seemed to have about as much appeal as a prostate exam or colonoscopy. Plus it was dirty.

But now, having lived full-time as a woman and ingested girlie hormones for nearly a year, I suddenly felt empty, incomplete. Not psychologically, but physically. Deepthroating — which I loved! — would never satisfy my hunger. I needed something more, much more.

The shrink always looked especially wise when he nodded, and he was now nodding vigorously. “What do you mean exactly?” he didn’t have to ask. Not only did he understand, but also I was apparently validating all his long-held theories about male-to-female transsexuals.

So it was that, with the good doctor’s tacit encouragement, I began my anal experiments: tampons, butt plugs, beads, dildos, enemas, lubricants….

My boyfriend at the time, very patient and practiced, helped. The fact that he had a so-enormous-it-was-scary cock helped, too, curiously enough. Sure, it was plenty painful, particularly at first.

But I can’t begin to communicate how incredibly exciting it was to keep the visual image of his huge, thick, hard cock in my mind while he plowed me.

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16May / 2013

Is Sexting Sexy?

Do you like my hair color?

All bodies are, of course, flawed (especially mine!). Is that why I never pose totally nude for the camera? Maybe. But more:

It’s easier to be sexier when partially — indeed, even fully — clothed. I’m not saying anything new, of course. So the question is: why do guys I hardly even know keep sending me digital close-up’s of their penises?

If they’re simply exhibitionists, I could understand. But most of them apparently think it’s the equivalent of sending me a dozen red roses — a way to win me over, seduce me, make me want to suck and fuck them.

It’s become a pet peeve of mine — these penis pictures. Oh, how I long for a suggestive photo of an ever hardening bulge in an attractive man’s well-tailored pants! Now, that’s something I could happily imagine wrapping my mind — and my lips! — around.

“Imagine” is the operative word. Leaving some things to the imagination is what the very best, most erotic, sex is all about. Frisson, anticipation, creative tension, stories to be told, narratives to be developed, yearning/longing to be explored, bodies to be made beautiful.

So “upskirt” I’ll do — and I’ll have fun doing it, flashing a crotch shot while clad in a chic bodysuit. But a clinical, pantyless, between-the-legs close-up — no thanks! I’ll spare you.

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25Jan / 2013

Sexually Insatiable: Deconstructing a Shemale Myth

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.

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