My Sensual Life!It began with innocence and ignorance and perhaps more than all a denial of my true needs. My first experiences as a smooth shaven, feminine boy-girl would shape my ability to act on those powerful needs inside my heart that were so spiritually and sexually driven. As my teen urges to dress femininely brought me into places where I was in the company of others, I had the opportunity to begin to see and experience what the transgender world was like. As a seventeen year old who began “her” feminine life visiting a transgender bar, I never thought I would ever be the kind of “woman” who would surrender “herself” into a man’s arms. I never believed I would react in any way to men in attraction. I never thought I would please a man orally or sexually and I never thought I would be a “woman” who loved being “fucked” in “her” sexy, shapely derriere.
I was definitely naïve, and very inexperienced but I eventually would come to realize that I had sexual and emotional needs that were quite “female” when I dressed as a pretty female. After several weeks of visits to the transgender bar I frequented on weekends in Boston, I eventually succumbed to a generous and friendly man “as a woman”. Once I got past that initial experience (and the guilt that went with it) I just as suddenly became as comfortable as a pleaser as I had become weeks earlier, in the role of the teaser. The human mind is an amazing thing, but being all dolled up and so pretty and so red lipped had clear purpose. Men wanted my lips and they wanted even more. I became quite pleased (and flattered) at how much they wanted to take me (literally) and sexually as a woman as well. |
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