Imagination

This morning at work, I got up to use the restroom. Once in there, I sat to pee like I always do. A moment later, in walked one of my co-workers and began peeing in the stall next to mine. I closed my eyes and listened as his golden stream splashed into the water of the bowl. My imagination got the better of me and i began to imagine him sliding his thick, black cock through a hole in the divider. I imagined it having a tiny drop of piss clinging to it. I imagined me opening my mouth and sliding my tongue under and tasting his salty piss as I enveloped his manhood with my mouth. As I imagined his cock touching the back of my throat the most amazing thing actually happened: my little clitty began leaking copious amounts of pre-cum. Quickly I moved my hand under so I could catch the sticky liquid. It ran freely and coated my fingers as I flexed my PC muscle. When the flow subsided, I brought my fingers to my lips and began sucking the tasty juice from my coates digits. It was delectible!! I was in heaven and quickly became aware that I was making very loud sucking noises! I cleaned my fingers completely and tucked my wet little clitty back in my thong and made my way to the sink to wash my hands. I don't know when the man left, but the restroom was empty. As I made my way back to my desk, I could feel more sticky wetness on my inner thighs, on my taint and in between my cheeks where my clitty stays tucked away so neatly.

Now, eating lunch, I'm loving the feeling that's happening in my panties!

Which are thongs, BTW!

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Hummmmmmmmmmmmm!!!!!

I'm sooooo fucking horny right now. It's been forever since I've had any kind of sexual relief other than rubbing my own clitty and fucking my ass, which I LOVE! But I'm craving human contact. I want a real cock in my ass, preferably thick and black! Or a wet pussy to lick and suck and thrust my fingers into. Really, I'm not picky!

In other news, I go see my doc next Wednesday to evaluate my blood tests and hormone levels and give him my magic letter. If all goes as planned, he should prescribe me hormones and I'll be on my way to becomming the woman I've always dreamed of being!! I can't begin to tell you how excited I am about this. I've started telling my friends and so far they've all been like, "Well duh!"

So wish me luck!!

A Perfect Picture

found on LJ at ru_stockings

One HOT fucking video!

Captions

I don't normally like captions, but this one got me VERY hot.

I love that position.

For every reason shown here. I love to kiss my lovers. I love the feeling of their tongues in my mouth and their cocks in my ass. I love to feel their weight spreading me apart, and pushing me down. I love to look into their eyes as they slide their cocks into me. I love knowing they can see the pain and pleasure their manhood is inflicting upon me. I love being able to wrap my legs and arms around them and draw them closer and deeper onto me. And when their thrusting becomes hurried, their breathing becomes more rapid and the veins begin to bulge slightly on their necks and foreheads; I love to watch as they throw their heads back, grunting and moaning and howling as they unload all of their pent up manhood into me.

pic courtesy of Josie T-girl Loves Black Men 



Where for art thou Summer?

Boys Boys Boys

Found over at Sissy Slut. I love her blog!

Stockings

I just love a girl in stockings.



What a fun song!!!!

Damn it's cold out there

The "snowpocylypse" has hit Atlanta and the city has pretty much shut down! I'm not a fan of the cold at all. This is why I live in the south. If this keeps up, I'll just have to move farther south! So, now my mission is to stay warm.

Being sandwiched between a couple of hotties would keep me warm for sure!

Or maybe I could spend some time in the sauna.

Anyone want to join me on this cold wintery day as I await the

 arrival of the four snowmen of the snowpocylypse?

What now?!?!?!??!?

I came clean with my wife about my desires to transition. We talked and laid everything out. It went better than I suspected! She doesn't believe that I'm really transgendered, but she does want to support me. And that means everything to me.

So what now? I'm excited, terrified, anxious, afraid, nervous, happy, joyous, and the list goes on. At least now I can move forward and I don't feel stuck. But I feel like that race horse who is too scared to leave the chute once the gate has been opened!

Focus and breathe. That's what I keep telling myself. Focus and breathe. Breathe.

Another Cocksucking Hypno Video

Thanks to Sarah St. Claire for sharing the link to this. It is HOT!

Cocksucker

I adore sucking cock.

Happy New Year!

I spent NYE how I intend to spend more of my time in the year to come: in heels and a sexy tight dress, being felt up, sucking cock, getting fucked and making others cum. What a glorious start to the new year

Fun. fun. fun!

Here are two sites that I've been playing around with lately. The first is a virtual facial cosmetic surgery site that you can use to simulate certain procedures. It's fun to play around with.

Lift Magic

The second I found through Ms. Teresa Bowers on her Strapped Is Silk blog. It's a virtual make over site that you can use to try different hair and makeup styles.

InStyle Hollywood Make Overs

I've spent a little time on both sites and they are quite fun! Here is one of the end products I came up with. I wanted to show a "before" pic, but I can't for the life of me figure out why blogger orients some of my pics vertically when they are on my computer horizontally. Anywho, here is one end result I kind of like. I'm still playing around and plan on taking different pics, hopefully in better lighting.

Sissy or TGirl?

This is a question I ponder quite often. It's only been a few years since I embraced the concept of being a sissy and what that means. I embraced it because it fit me. Fit me like a satin opera glove, and for the first time in my life, I felt "right". For the last couple of years I've really explored the realm of "sissy". I read blogs of other sissies, I bought my first sissy maid uniform, then my first sissy dress and panties! Lots and lots of panties. I gave up my male underwear for good and only wear soft satiny, frilly and lacy panties. I went from crossdressing once in a while, to quite often and even incorporating elements of women's clothing into my everyday wardrobe. My toenails are almost always painted and my fingernails are longer, usually with a coat of clear polish on them. I pluck my eyebrows and keep my legs and armpits shaved. To put it mildly: I fell in love with being a sissy.

I feel it is a true representation of who I really am. I didn't go through this alone though. My wife has been here by my side every step of the way. It all began through our exploration of Ds, wife led marriage, chastity and cuckoldry. She told me that she knew she could marry me the first time I cross dressed for her. As our relationship grew and we delved deeper into Dominance and submission, longer periods of chastity, slavery and protocol, I found myself desiring to be more effeminate; feminine when possible, but living more and more androgynous.

Along the way, I began noticing something. For the longest time I tried to ignore it, then I couldn't, but I chose not to do anything about it. Then, I would try to talk to my wife about it, but was afraid she would only confirm my fears, so I talked around it. Then one night, I disclosed to her a deep secret desire to have breasts. We'd joked about it in the past, but now it was out and it was real. We talked and I told her that while it was a desire, that it was more of a fantasy, because the reality would mean loosing her. Little did I know the long term ramifications of that discussion. It came to head and my fears were confirmed a few months later when she told me that she'd lost respect for me as a man and as her husband, and that adding the D/s element to our marriage was the worst thing for our relationship, in her opinion. Even though she has had relationships with transgendered people and that she admittedly is attracted to submissive sissy boys, that's not what she wants from me as her husband.

I've been in therapy for over a year now. We are seeing a counselor and trying to work things out. I've realized through therapy that my desire to transition is a deep seated legitimate desire and not necessarily a sexualized fantasy. I do think, however, that I could be perfectly happy being my wife's sissy husband if it meant finding a happy medium that would save our relationship. I'm not sure if that is something that she would even consider at this point. And quite frankly, I don't know if I can or want to deny this part of me any longer.

We'll see. Wish me luck!

Someday Maybe



I could be beautiful like them.