I’m going to try a little something new. I’m going to post a picture. It could be any picture. It might be something mundane, fantastic, retro or modern. Then I’m going to write a ‘woman with a penis’ scene inspired by the photo. Let’s give it a try.
Jeffery is wobbling and stumbling along a dimly lit hall toward his apartment. His keys are jingling softly with his erratic movements. He arrives at his door and begins to fumble for the key to unlock it. Unsteady hands make a valiant attempt, but the key and it’s cohorts slip away. A soft thunk announces they’ve arrived on the floor and Jeffery sighs and grumbles as he bends to retrieve them. His head bumps into the door and helps to steady him on his slow decent toward the keys.
Suddenly the door is not there. Pulled quickly open it no longer provides support and Jeffery falls in a heap at Rachel’s feet. HIs bleary eyes travel up her naked body and it doesn’t take long for him to realize that she is not happy. Hands on her hips, stern face and flashing eyes tell him he is in it deep. She grabs him by the collar, pulls him over the threshold and closes the door.
“Rasheel! You shore luk bootifol.” His thick brain attempts some flattery. To his surprise she smiles, but his drunken brain doesn’t realize it’s not a smile of happiness.
“Did you have a good time? Was it fun hanging with all your single buddies at the clubs? Did you get to dance with lots pretty girls?”
“Yesh. I had a great time! It wash loads uh fun!” Her vicious smile broadened for just a second before the sternness settled over her again.
“That’s nice. I’m glad you enjoyed it. Cause it’s your last time. I took the pill earlier tonight.” This is enough of a shock to cut through some of the alcohol.
“What? You took the pill? THE pill?”
“Yes. THE pill. I’m never spending another night here alone while you go out for a good time and do who knows what with who knows who! Knowing you and your buddies you were probably getting blowjobs under the tables or in the bathrooms from girls too dumb to realize that they don’t have to do that kind of silly shit anymore!”
“But Rachel, we were going to talk about this first. We were going to try some things to make sure it was the right decision for us.”
“I’ve decided. It’s the right decision for me. I want more control in this relationship and I’m going to take it. You’re not going to run off with the guys and act like your single while you leave me here alone.”
“But, but what if I don’t like it?”
“My girlfriend Tammy at work took the pill. She has more confidence, has already got a promotion and her fiancé Joe loves the new her. She said it took him a while, but she was persistent and he came around. I can be very persistent Jeffery. Besides, I’m already stronger.”
“No buts! When the sun comes up it will be the dawn of a new day for our relationship. I’m sure it will be a little tough, having a girlfriend with a big penis who will constantly want to fuck you, but at least you won’t be complaining anymore about not getting enough sex and Tammy was telling me how great blowjobs are! I can’t wait! That’s going to be the first thing we do.”
Jeffery sat on the floor looking up at Rachel. She was still angry, but she was also excited. He could tell how badly she wanted this, but he wasn’t so sure. His head was spinning with all of her excited chatter and the alcohol. He needed sleep. Maybe this would all blow over in the morning. Maybe she hadn’t really took the pill and was only bluffing. As if she read his mind she told him,
“Better get a good look at this body. In the morning there’s going to be a big, hard, horny dick standing out where that little pussy is now. And I’m going to fuck you with that dick. I’m going to fuck you with that dick and our relationship is going to change. You won’t be doing what you want anymore, you’ll be doing what I want.”
Jeffery looked up at her. Rachel’s face was stern and her hands were on her hips. When his eyes settled on her crotch he stopped. It looked like it was swollen, maybe a little puffy. Cold certainty washed over him as he realized her cock was already starting to grow.
Not one of mine, but it’s still a good one!
I’ve got a problem with porn and I’m not talking about my addiction. My problem is the amount of lame ass porn we generally have to suffer through to get to those golden nuggets of explosive hotness. I’m focusing on the shemale/tranny/ladyboy/tgirl on male stuff because that is what I spend most of my time watching, but this rant could easily cover any form of porn.
I do a search for shemale on male and a list of clips pop up. There on my screen are a number of thumbnails with a hot girl in the right position to fulfill my fantasy of the moment. I eagerly choose one only to be rewarded with cute tgirl who is barely hard enough to stay in the guy she is topping. She is trying to hide how bored she is by making painfully fake seductive faces at the camera and grabbing her partner’s cock for some half-hearted jacking. A heavy sigh from me and it’s back to the list. I get it. It’s not your thing and someone has pressured you into it, most likely for money. But it’s called acting for a reason. Just like a good actress can cry for the camera during a dramatic scene an adult entertainer should be able to act passionate, dominant, or whatever the scene calls for to make it believable. Better yet, if it’s not your type of scene, skip it. Sure, it’s easy for me to sit here and type that when I don’t have to make your car or rent payment, but then it circles back to my original stance; bring on the acting and leave the lame stuff behind!
Lest you think I’m only picking on the girls I want to go on record that the guys are even worse! Laying there like a bump on a log many of them hardly touch the girl that’s working them over! Many are quiet with an occasional moan or groan and little else. It’s like they are thinking about taking out the garbage instead of focusing on the hot chick screwing them. She’s got nipples too! Show them some love! Give that poor girl who’s struggling to get into the scene some passion to work with and maybe, just maybe, you’ll both find the chemistry that makes the scene pop!
So does this all come back to the producers, directors, and companies making it all? Are they simply trying to crank out content they can charge for? Is any scene where a dick is sliding in and out of a hole acceptable? I guess it is when we pay for it, but if we don’t pay for it where the heck are we going to get our fix? I used to buy movies to get my jollies and that was the most frustrating of all. Paying $40 for the privilege to wade through a couple of hours of scenes for a few minutes of the good stuff! And the dialogue is atrocious, but that is a whole different rant.
Whew. Now that I have that out of my system let me be the first to say that not all shemale on male porn is lame. There are some actresses out there that can melt the computer screen. Jessi Dubai, Yasmin Lee, and Eva Lin pop right off the top of my head and there are many others who I’ve watched and enjoyed. I can’t tell you the name of a single guy that really brings it. Maybe that’s my shallowness and not the failing of the actor though, because I’ve watched some very erotic couples on TS Seduction and they were really bringing it.
Nobody gives a two hoots in a holler about what I think and I know it. But every now and then I just need to vent.
My stories frequently depict very dominant scenes. Strong top girls taking the men they want and not caring about anything else. I love to write these stories. They set my mind free from the everyday hum drum, allowing me to explore a world that I want to visit, even if I am not sure I want to live there.
Top girls take my breath away. The more beautiful they are the more I stand in awe of how they can make a guy feel. I am sure that if I ever met my muse, Foxy Angel, or any of the the other amazing tops that grace adult entertainment I would be completely tongue tied. Stammering out how beautiful she is while shivering in my skin, sure in the knowledge that she could spread my legs and take me places I have only ever dreamed about.
I read in chat rooms that there are no true tops out there. The ones that do top are only doing it for the money. I wonder if that is true? Is it a simple case of economics? As soon as there is enough money in the bank for that last big surgery will they walk through that hospital door and knock those last dusty bits of maleness from their pumps? Maybe. If you spend your whole life dreaming of having wings to fly and the doctor tells you he can make it happen, are you going to continue riding around in a plane? Doubtful.
But I don’t buy into that chat room BS that its all about the money. If that were the case wouldn’t more girls take the final cut as soon as possible? Okay, so I can hear the cynics out there saying their just riding the gravy train till time and gravity forces them into the station. I’m sure some are doing exactly that, which is no different than a pro athlete milking his talent to the end so who can blame them?
I think there are changes just over the horizon. To my eye there are more top girls out there than ever before and finding their work on the internet is easier than ever. They are still rare and special, but not unicorn rare, more like eagle rare. Which means that you can find them if you know where to look. I believe there are girls out there who have realized being a beautiful top is to be worshiped. Guys are begging and pleading you to take them and make them your own. If you are a top girl, whether all the time or just when it suits you, I would encourage you to embrace it. Be that Eagle so many guys are searching for and know what it is to be worshiped.
I can’t help it. I like the occasional fantasy about a Tgirl being able to get a guy pregnant. Here’s a little mpreg caption along those lines.
This is not my caption, but I just love it and wanted to share it here. I enjoy a caption where there are lots of subtle little possibilities to the meaning. I hope you enjoy it too.
‘I Get Off’ is the title of a Halestorm song I was recently enjoying. The lyrics have a slightly more voyeuristic spin than what is going through my head, but it still fits. If you are unfamiliar with the song, lead singer Lzzy Hale is singing about getting off on a peeping tom watching her through a window and getting off on her. Dirty and delicious.
Those of you who have read my stories know that eye contact and the emotional connection that comes with it plays a big part in my erotica. Looking into her eyes and seeing her lust for me is a sure fire way to send me over the top. I don’t know if that is a submissive thing or just a general human thing, but it is definitely a me thing. And I believe it works for lots of other humans. The singer Jem has a song called ‘Come On Closer’ that has these lyrics in it:
“Gonna take it slow babe, do it my way, keep your eyes on me. Your reaction, to my action, is what I want to see.”
Yep. That is spot on. But then why wouldn’t that get someone off? Seeing that hot girl, T or otherwise, panting with desire, riding a wave of sexual euphoria that you are creating would positively set your ego on fire! You are making this other human feel good, really good, orgasmic good and at that point in time you are all they are focused on in the entire world. Yea baby, keep your eye on me.
This stuff is my kryptonite. It will swallow me up and drown me. Sure I would prefer to be madly in love with the person I’m making this connection with, but the dirty little truth is that if we’re clicking at this level, it’s not 100% necessary. Look into my eyes, release your lust, and together we will ride the stormy seas of sexual gratification until that last Tsunami heaves us gasping onto land. Come on baby, I get off on you.
Ok, I know its not my usual, but I’m thinking about a story with an Mpreg theme.
I’m struggling a little bit here and not with writer’s block. Just with this whole scene in general. It’s a little goofed up. So many of us submissive guys who are crazy about tgirls want them to top us and the really hot ones just want to be girls and be topped by guys who probably would just as soon be topping a cis-girl. Now tell me that’s not a recipe for general unhappiness all around!
Sure there are some exceptions to this rule, as there are in all situations, but not many. I believe my muse and general all round hot blonde Foxy Angel is a top that likes being a top. If she bottoms for a boyfriend I’ve never witnessed it in a picture or video.
Things are changing pretty fast and in the future there might be more men comfortable with a really hot girl no matter what her equipment may be. That would help out the new girls and make it easier for them to find acceptance and dates. But what about guys like me?
I understand how if you are wanting to become a girl you would want to distance yourself from all things male. And that especially includes the penis that most separates you from your desired state of being and everything that comes with it. That is the physical aspect and as a species we definitely judge a book by the cover so the cover has to look and feel like a female. This all makes complete sense and let me say that I really appreciate all the hard work you ladies put into the cover art!
Some subs are pretty zealous, looking more for a mistress than a girlfriend who can top them and I can see where that would be a turnoff, but I’d wager there are fair number of men who want an equal in life and a top (or equal) in the bedroom. If you know what you want to become please don’t take this as me trying to sway you. That’s not what I’m trying to do. However, if you’re a t-girl who is not sure about going all the way, I want to encourage you that there are guys out here who are thrilled with you being the ‘third’ sex. Embrace what you are now and wrap it in a thick layer of confidence, because your confidence is what really gets us guys or girls turned on! I don’t give two hoots in hell what’s between your legs, if you’ve got confidence in your eyes and actions. Sexy will ooze from your pores and that confidence will be the chariot that takes any girl from meh to sexy quicker than the new Dodge Demon will get you a speeding ticket.
Guys, if you want to help these incredible ladies find that confidence you have to do your part too. Treat them as the beautiful women they appear to be and then embrace whatever other treasures they may have to share with you. If we all work together we can create an environment free of guilt and judgement. Then when boy meets girl, they both part with a big smile on their faces.