Many of you know me as an author, with my current serial Todd's Bitch raging. I have written many more of course, all dealing with hapless trannies submitting to masculine men. But I am a tranny in real life myself, not as depraved as my characters may act certainly, but this true story of my own life provides interesting contrasts I think to what we sissies want, and need from men. They also may provide insight into my characters and story lines for my many fans.
As I explore the depths of my own submission, as well as my primal needs, I present this contrast between two prominent men in my life and what I get from the relationships. Interestingly, both are bikers, the only two I've ever experienced, and consider themselves straight. They are both men in their forties, and live with genetic women...women who don;t seem to give them what they desire.
Before I go any further let me share with you my female persona. When I am vicki (you will note the lowercase designating myself as a submissive) I am all girl. I act differently, I move differently. I am sensual and know my place, which is typically on my knees or on my back.
Many men tell me I can pass is public, and I know that to be true, but I am very tall. I love to dress as a lady on the exterior, but sex kitten underneath. For example I typically wear a dress or skirt and blouse, something very feminine, with jewelry and of course full makeup. At some point in my date with a man either he or I remove my outer garments to reveal me in a pretty corset with garter straps attached to sheer stockings. My body is smooth – everywhere. My panties are always silky and reveal the smallest little lump of maleness. Men tell me it's nothing more than a little clit, and treat it as such. I must admit that truly excites me, being reminded of my failure as a man. My favorite wig is a shoulder length red one, very natural, and I love the way it frames my face and the soft wavy hair falls upon my shoulders. Oh, I have two or three blonde ones, and an auburn one, but it is the red wig that makes me feel truly vicki.
I have perfected my makeup over time, from studying women's faces and doing research. Practice, practice! There's a great VHS tape out there from the 80s called "Color me Beautiful". Yeah I know it's the 80s...but the tape teaches you about the type of face you have, what colors look good on you. If you're a budding cross dresser this will help you a lot with makeup if you can track it down. If you're a man right now you've probably tuned out...don''t go though Stud...because I'm about to get to the naughty parts of this story, and remember kittens...this is all true. In fact the second man I talk about, Jacob, well this encounter happened this very morning!
Daddy No. 1 Not real names of course, sillies!
Tony is a big burly biker guy, in fact he has a business with bikes, though I know not where, that is FAR too manly for me I'm afraid. He's tall and has this little goatee. His body is totally furry, kind of a reddish brown color. His cock is thick and about 7 inches long, he has big full balls and they are shaved, as is most of his pubic bush. Tony is a gentleman, he wants to make a cocksuckers experience more enjoyable. If you saw him on a street you would probably not even notice him, other than his height, but looks can be deceiving.
We met for the first time about 2 weeks ago, and I believe he'll fuck me again tomorrow.
He came to my place. I was all dolled up – a flirty lack and white polka dot silk blouse, tied together in the front, under the boobies, covering a short black skirt. I also wore heels of course, and white pearls. A necklace and clip on earrings, really pretty. My makeup looked great, really natural but perky. I was nervous about meeting Tony for the first time, I always am the first time, but we were at ease with each other right away. Tony know from our pre meeting chats that I consider myself a total submissive, and what I like, as I learned what turns him on.
We sat on my leather couch, side by side, and he was nervous as a teenager. Tony began to gush about how pretty I am, and how feminine. It was only a few minutes later that he was kissing me, with lots of tongue, and undoing my blouse and exposing my right breast. You know I've done hormones off and on, real and herbals, and I do have very puffy soft breasts. I would guess them to be about a B cup. As Tony found out, I not only like them kissed and sucked, I like them bitten.
"Bite harder, baby....harder! I wanna feel it for a day or so..."
He complied and I moaned and wiggled under his strong embrace. The man stripped nude and sat back down on the couch, his legs spread and his dick hard. I knew what needed to be done!
I stood up, slowly and sensually stripped out of the skirt and blouse, revealing myself in my sex kitten lingerie...a gold and black corselette, skimpy black satin nylon panties and black sheer stockings attached to the garters. I stood before him and made him wait for pleasure as I took my lipstick...deep mauve frost...and reapplied my lipstick.
This is one of my indulgences, kittens! I do love the taste of lipstick on a man's cock!
I giggled and got down on my knees to pleasure him. As I got face to face with my meal I first kissed each of his thighs, leaving a fresh lipstick mark for him to enjoy as he looks down on my cock sucking. I love having a dick in my mouth, and am an expert at cock sucking. No brag, just fact my dears, I've been at it since I was thirteen you know.
I do this thing, with my pearl necklace. Right up close to his cock, I slipped my white pearl necklace around his cock, attaching me to it. It's as if I am tethered to his manly cock, tethered by the white pearls of femininity. As I suck him I pull my head back a bit, causing the the pearl necklace to rub up and down the underside of Tony's shaft, Yeah, he loved that...so did I. I love the feeling of being trapped, Tony had in fact instructed me to have a dog collar and leash available for our meeting, indicating he might want to use them on me. I must admit I'm that much of a slut that I do have items of this sort in my toy chest. Thing is, he never used it. He was a gentleman the whole time.
I sucked him for awhile, he's got a nice cock, firm and thick with a nice juicy cock head and a large piss slit to tease with my tongue. Sensing he was getting close to cumming I would stop and worship his balls for a bit, then work him back up again, then cool him down. I was driving him crazy! I like to alternate my sucking technique, fast/slow, concentrating at times on just the head and the piss hole, massaging that vein under his cock with my tongue, yeah I'm good Daddy...
I like to gently run my fingers up and down the naked calf of a man I'm servicing, I'll move up to his arm, feel his muscles, then move to his chest and his stomach. Gently, femininely, just a whisper of a touch on a man's skin!
I love men. Love their maleness, love the contrast with my soft, weak body. Love the feeling of their superiority to me, their power over me.
He told me to get up before he came since he wanted to fuck me. He had began to comment on my manhood, such as it is, marveling at how small and unmanly my little cock is, childlike actually.
"It's so soft! Soft and cute, look how little it is! You know, I've nibbled on clitties bigger than this!"
Seriously, it's like a nub, no more than an inch when soft. There is a peril, girls, to taking female hormones! I rarely get hard with a man, it just doesn't seem right to my psyche. I'm a girl, and girls don't have hardons. What he did next was truly orgasmic!
He wet his fingers and worked them into my tight little hole. He is a Master at this, he was really trying to hit the sweet spot. He then leaned over and took my clitty in my mouth! Oh how it tickled! It made me squirm so, his relentless tongue on my clit, and nearly all his fingers inside me, opening me up for him!
He was making love to me as a woman, because that is how he perceives me.
I was moaning, I was squirming under him, but his strong arm held me down, trapped under the torment of his fingers deep inside my hole, and my little clit being sucked like a large nipple. He moved down to lick and suck on my hole, telling me I was wet like a woman, a cunt readying itself for breeding. He ate my pussy while I held my stockinged legs straight up in the air, moaning and squirming!
I had a gurly orgasm, actually more than one! It's something I was trained to do, to let the feeling build inside me, the tickle, I shake and my teeth chatter, leaving me weak and dizzy after it passes. The man knows how to make a gurl cum! At no time by the way, does the clitty spurt, or even get hard...this isn't about that little embarrassment!
He made me cum like that twice, like a helpless girl manipulated by a real man. The only way I have those gurly orgasms is with a man, and not all men do that to me. He knew he was doing it to me, knew he had this power over me...and I could tell he was digging it!
He pulled away, revealed his bone hard cock (seriously, like a teenager) and he moved it into position and pushed it inside me. It hurt, but he was gentle and took his time, working it in and out. In a few minutes he was balls deep up my pussy and starting to claim my hole as his!
What a fuck! Just as I enjoy displaying my talents as a cock sucker, this man wanted to show me he knew how to fuck a sissy's ass! He kept telling me the whole time he fucked me how amazing my pussy felt, how it was the best hole he'd ever fucked, and how pretty I looked as my eyes rolled back into my head on the deeper strokes!
I love it when a man knows how to control his cock and his orgasms! Both of the Daddys are very good at that..Tony fucked me for quite a while, til my hole hurt, but he wanted to nut in my mouth.
He pulled out, pulled me up to my feet and kissed me. I was still a bit woozy from the fucking and I held onto his strong body to steady myself, his arm around me. He relished in knowing he had fucked me silly! He swung around and sat back down, pulling me by the hand back down between his knees on the carpeting. I got real close to it, it was right in my face where it belonged!
I didn't care that his cock just came out of my hot ass. I licked it, licked it clean. I always douche for a man and it was clean, but tasted like assfucking. Didn't matter, I knew my duty. I focused on making him cum, and when he did spurt into my mouth my pearl necklace was rubbing up and down the underside of his shaft with my up and down motions. There was a lot, gosh really a lot of hot cum, but I swallowed it all. I like to fondle a man's balls as he's getting ready to cum, and as he starts to spurt and feed me. I gently massage them, working all of the precious semen up and out of his balls, then his shaft, and into my tummy where it belongs!
You know what? I think I'll stop here, and send along another chapter about Jacob, the second Daddy I want to tell you about..if you're interested, that is!
Where Tony is a gentleman, forceful and complimentary, Jacob is not...in fact he is the opposite. I spent most of the day today with the scent of his cock, his cum, and his ass on my face. I'll save his true story for the next chapter!