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| Every day I wake up,seemingly drunk with thoughts of hot, insatiable cocks, full of cum. My body starts to hot flash. Breaking me out in an all over sweat. My heart starts to race as my mind takes me to places that try to deliver what my body is craving. Touching myself is never enough though. Unbearable, the heat becomes, especially around my nipples and in between my legs. My breasts begin to tingle as my nipples start to swell and become tender. I just can't seem to keep my fingers out of my hot asshole or off my, now, hardened cock. I manage to regain my composure just enough to find what it is that will appease my insanely sexually sensitive flesh. I need cock... I want to feel around the rim of a dick head with my tongue. I need to taste it as it moves towards the back of my mouth and slides deep into my throat. In and out then in and all the way back and down my throat. I look up with a message, unspoken with words but told with my eyes. A look of real desperation on my face. My eyes craving, begging, needing more. My body screams to be taken. My nipples are on fire and feel like they will burst. Calmed only by a hard suction, tender biting and slight flicking of a tongue. Feeling the heat of my body still rising. I lay back, eyes are closed and my legs spread. Welcoming this sweet, invading entity into my tight, hot hole. My body crying out with an overwhelming need to be spread open wide and fucked deeply. With no mercy, anima l istically pumping, creating a rhythmic pulse that surges through me. Driving me crazy with the sugary sweet flavor of desire. I push together my breasts, squeezing and pulling on my swollen nipples with one hand. The other sliding down my rib cage and over my navel. It discovers, my hard cock, wet with precum. From top to bottom, bottom to top, slightly squeezing the head with my hand. My motion, aligned right along with every quickening, hard, deep thrust in and out, in and out, harder. "FUCK ME", "FUCK ME." Grab my throat pulling me onto that big, stiff rod with great force. My body burning hotter with a fire that can only be put out by what is churning, motivating the stiffness, swirling to a head in those balls. "Please put out this fire." Relieve me of that which burns inside me. Reaching full and erect potential, I am, for the moment, tame and submissive. Giving in to that which erupts with such intensity and shuttering excitement, I am pushed over the edge. Spraying everywhere, mixing together and running wildly all over my face, tits and stomach. I am comfortable in my skin at last. Only cured of the fire for a short minute, it's not long before I, again, will go through this unforgivably insatiable hunger for that which is thick, long and explosively hard. Not even 10 minutes has passed, when the feeling returns and everything starts again. |
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What separates the men from the boys
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Publié :1/10/2015 8h35
Dernière mise à jour :3/8/2016 3h40 3296 vues
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Today I am not going to be talking about a nastily, hot sexual encounter or sweetly insatiable fantasy. I am going to talk about men whom think there smells permeate the air like spring time Honeysuckle but in reality, smells like ass, maple syrup and old fish. Now I don't know if guys think that because I'm a transsexual, I don't care about a little, " Fumunda." Because I just want the dick, right.... Wrong, in this day and age transsexuals, be them F2M or M2F, have become quite successful in showing that we can be a force to be reckoned with in the, "dating scene." We no longer have to settle for that sweaty nut sack bullshit. So guys, clean it up... If not totally shave your private area, at least trim it. No one is asking for you to go totally baby butt bald. At the same time, if I want to floss my teeth, it is not going to be with some boys pubic hair. Manscaping a bit also helps reduce those disturbingly, unnecessary ass odors as well. Guys, trust me,the ladies will love it.
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The Difference between transsexuals and transvestites.
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Publié :1/3/2012 22h54
Dernière mise à jour :3/8/2016 3h39 4712 vues
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In this day and age, you would think that most people would be up on their terminology. But for those who aren't, hopefully this blog will help you to understand.
Transsexual:: a person who strongly identifies with the opposite sex and may seek to live as a member of this sex especially by undergoing surgery and hormone therapy to obtain the necessary physical appearance (as by changing the external sex organs)
Transvestite:: a person and especially a male who adopts the dress and often the behavior typical of the opposite sex especially for purposes of emotional or sexual gratification
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A rough one....
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Publié :26/2/2012 14h33
Dernière mise à jour :3/8/2016 3h35 4586 vues
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Last night, I think was one of the most crazy, daring, totally insane nights I've had in some time. Although I'm not sure I am going to hurry up and do it again. It was quite scary and I really recommend not to do it unless the person is a trusted individual. I met up with this friend of mine whom said he had a surprise for me. Even though I tell him I am not really into surprises, he will not budge on telling me what it is. He insisted on picking me up, which for him is a little odd. In the past I have always met him while out and about. I really didn't think too much of that though but his next request was totally unnerving. It even caused a little bit of an argument. He wanted me to wear a blind fold. This was getting weirder and weirder by the second. Moving right along, I agreed with a great deal of hesitation. He explained that we were going to have to take a little drive some where but said he couldn't tell me where. He also said that we had to make a stop on the way to pick up a friend of his. The car ride felt like it took ages. I could feel my pulse start to quicken making it feel like my heart was going to jump out of my chest as I felt the car come to a stop. Feeling like a complete idiot, there I sat with this hood over my head. The backdoor of the car opened and I heard someone else get in but heard no greetings exchanged. Starting to grow even more uncomfortable, I tried to remove the hood but couldn't. Really starting to get upset, I asked him to take the hood off and got no reply sending me into a complete and overwhelming panic. Then the car came to a stop. I heard the back passenger door open then close. As did the drivers side. Then my door was opened and yet another voice, totally unfamiliar to me ,asked me in a very gentle manor to get out of the car. I felt his hand wrap around the top of my arm and with a gentle pull I was standing again and out of the car. He said that him and I were going to go for a little walk together. He also told me to just relax, no one was going to hurt me, he wouldn't let that happen. I felt, underneath me a lot of gravel then it changed to sidewalk. "Ok now hun, step up, again, and last one, again." I felt the air around me change, realizing that we were now inside. I felt the 3rd guys hand leave my arm but come up towards my neck where he removed, what I believe to be some sort of locking device, then step away from my side. Completely freaked out I ripped the hood from my head only to, once again, see nothing. where ever I was, it was pitch black. trying to keep it together, I called out to my friend, but again, no answer. "SSSSHHHHH BABY!" Then complete silence. My brain was telling me to run but my feet would not move. I was absolutely paralyzed with fear. I could feel myself start to tear up and my palms start to become clammy. Then I felt a hand and another hand moving slowly up my legs. Coming to my crotch, the hands paused for a second then continued on. Pulling my panties over to the side and cupping my balls with one hand and stroking the shaft with the other. Another set of hands began moving up my hips and along my side feeling my breasts. Stopping and playing with my nipples a bit then moving up to my shoulders. In an instant I was pushed downward onto my knees. Another set of hands rubbing around my neck, slid underneath my jaw, gripping my chin, forcing it open. I then felt the head of a cock. It moved around my lip line as if it were a tube of lipstick before entering my mouth. I felt the hand leave my jaw and begin to push my head forward, "suck it" , "that's it baby", " suck his cock", was whispered in my ear. It was like I was intoxicated with horny-ness. I started to suck his cock wildly, as if I couldn't get enough. I was then pulled away from it, stood up and quickly walked a few steps, then turned around and told to sit down. I froze for a minute. I could feel the warm breath of another person sitting in the very place I was told to sit. I felt his hands feeling my ass, spreading it, fingering my hole then gently pulling me backwards. As his hard rods massive size split open my tiny asshole, I began to almost scream. but I was then pushed forward and a cock was shoved down my throat. As time past ever so slowly I was passed around and used both orally and anally by the 4 cocks. 3 of them came twice. the 4th one came 4 times. I never saw 3 of there faces. I was so weak from being used like that, that it was hard to find the strength to try and get a look at them before they left. on the ride home, my friend and I were completely silent. He walked me to my door and kissed me deeply before he himself disappeared. As I sit here, typing this out, my body still shaking from the evenings activities and my sweet shemale cock is as hard as a rock. My ass still feeling like someone is in it. I can't help but touch myself until I cum.
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Lured in by my Tits, Controlled by my dick
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Publié :24/2/2012 14h49
Dernière mise à jour :3/8/2016 3h43 4869 vues
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I met him at a night club. Tall, blonde and built like a Greek god, he seemed to possess all the characteristics of my ideal man. Spotting me looking at him, he started to walk over. Such a man, he was or so I thought. There was no subtle hints or out right flamboyant clues to what was in store for me. Sizing him up as he walked to and from the men's room, it appeared that daddy was swinging. Conversing lightly, I started to notice hints of definite sexual attraction. I had this one. He suggested that we go some place more private. Naturally I say my place. Such a prime example of pure masculinity, was this Adonis. Every word, gesture, his overall attitude screamed nothing to me but serious, hard, deep throating followed by out of my control, purely animalistic fucking for hours. He said he was so in love with my tits. Said they drove him to adjust himself several times to conceal the raging hard on he got from watching my tits bounce when I walked. Once inside my apartment, he asked to use my restroom. I said sure, while he used the restroom I changed into something a little more comfortable. He had been in the bathroom for about 20 minutes. Growing concerned, I asked if he was alright. Not prepared for what was next, the door opened slowly. Expecting to see a tall very naked man I looked up toward the ceiling. Seeing nothing right then, I began to pan downward. There, on his knees all strapped in a leather harness with a ball gag around his kneck, and matching leather jock strap, he began begging me to use his mouth and ass as I desired. I am always ready for a hot little sexual servant. I walked over and slapped his face, letting him know that it was inappropriate of him to pull such a charade. Taking my new Bitch by the ball gag around his kneck, I lead him to the bedroom where I proceeded to skull fuck him, make his ass red like an apple and tried to fill his hole with whatever I could find and myself included. We both collapsed afterwards, realizing we had been fucking for the better part of 3 hours.
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