My Walter Mitty T-girl moments come over me in different ways. Sometimes I’m looking at the woman in the crowd and rolling a ‘what if’ scenario through my head. ‘What if’ she had a penis? How would she act? How would she look while having an orgasm? What would it be like to have her want me? Then I have the kind of moment that hit yesterday.
I was on the phone in my office with the door open as usual when the new girl from another division stepped into the doorway. She needed me to sign off on some paperwork that my boss usually takes care of, but with my boss out it fell to me. She was wearing a brightly colored floral print dress that stopped several inches from her knees and flats. Regular business stuff, nothing sexy. When I made eye contact with her she gave me the biggest smile and showed me the paperwork. That smile lit up my office and her face.
She is a pretty girl, short with brown hair and brown eyes and the smooth white skin of youth. On a normal day she barely speaks to me so that smile carried with it a friendly intimacy that I’d not know with her before. Suddenly I had a lighting bolt image of her laying the papers on my desk and closing the door. This ‘T-girl’ hiked her skirt where I saw plain white panties pushed down and her cock pulled out. My new ‘T-girl’ unbuckled my belt, unbuttoned my pants, pulled them down out of the way all while I’m still on the phone. She pushed my legs up to my chest and leaned up over me and forced my chair to recline. She buried her cock in me and proceeded to have me.
That vision was intense and real enough to make me blush a little as she looked at me and as quickly as it hit it was gone. I signed the papers while I was still on the phone and never even talked with her, but that vision is burned into my mind.
I love a nice T-Girl bulge. Small ones, big ones, doesn’t matter much to me. It’s more of the context of the situation. I think an actual T-Girl bulge is rare for the obvious reason, she’s trying to look like a girl. And I can fully understand that and support it. However, for the purposes of my fantasies at least, I think there are situations where a T-Girl bulge is hugely erotic.
I believe that it shows potential to the world for where an evening could go and if she shoots you the right look it could also show some delicious intent. Now living in the sleepy Midwest I have yet to see a T-girl bulge out anywhere. Pretty sure that it’s never going to happen here, L.A. maybe, Midwest, nope, but this pictures work for me.
I love the images like this first one. She is dressed for the public and in my mind she wants to let the world know what the lucky guy she’s with is going to get tonight. Her T-girl bulge!
These next pictures could be photo shopped/faked but since I’m in the
business of selling fantasies so who am I to judge? Besides, they are both believable and great shots. Can you imagine strolling along the bay with this lovely woman? She is holding your hand and sneaking you kisses as you stroll along the waterfront. The other couples passing you see her bulge and smile knowingly. She whispers all warm and breathy in your ear, “I love how it turns you on for me to show my bulge in public.”
This woman is sporting a little something extra in her shorts. You two are visiting with the neighbors when the way you lick your lips has an interesting effect on your girlfriend’s T-girl bulge. Her sudden desire to enjoy your talented mouth causes her to announce to the table. “Come on Honey. We need to go home. I have something I need you to do for me.” When she stands up her need is obvious to everyone at the table as she takes your hand and pulls you home.
These are just my idle T-girl bulge fantasies. I’m sure you have some of your own. If you want you can share yours in a comment if you like.
The look. We’ve all seen it in a picture or a video clip. It’s that moment where a hot T-Girl looks through the camera lens and into you heart….or maybe straight into your soul. For me no T-Woman in the world was ever better at it than Foxy Angel. My muse and reason for ever putting finger to key. I could fill five pages with stills of her smoldering looks into the camera. I liked T-Girls before I found her, but she fits my fantasy perfectly.
Take this look for instance. The confidence that Angel exudes in this look absolutely melts me. Reclining on her elbow, golden tresses cascading around her breasts and shoulders. Everyone is in their proper place. She is smugly superior with her erect and throbbing cock in his very willing mouth. Angel’s look into the camera says ‘I know you wish you were in his place’ and totally reinforces that this is how it’s supposed to be and for a sub like me, well whom I to argue?
Of course this isn’t Angel’s only look. She has the ‘I’m having a whole lotta fun doing this’ look too. Please see the example below. She looks like she is genuinely having fun and that is a whole different kind of turn on and maybe even a bigger one. Because a sub like me wants to give the woman they are with pleasure and fun. And if she’s having fun sticking her hard cock in my mouth that is the icing on the cake!!!
And just in case you were wondering, Angel’s great looks into the camera don’t stop when the sucking stops. They also apply to when she is balls deep in some lucky guy. Below she has doubled down on the looks. She is having fun and that confidence is showing through again. She knows that you want to have her doing that to you. She knows that you want to give yourself to her and provide her with the pleasure of an intense orgasm. At least that is what I see when she is looking at me through that camera lens. And to have that incredible smile shining down on me while I give her everything I have to offer would be a dream come true.
I’ve always had a weakness for a shemale bride. I mean, come on! How hot would it be for your new bride to be a shemale?! Standing there beside her giving your vows, ‘Richer or poorer’, ‘Sickness and health’, and of course ‘Honor and obey until death do you part’. That sounds very binding and permanent.
Now imagine saying those vows to this incredible shemale bride. Would you honor and obey her until death do you part? I say, hell yea! She is everything I could wish for and I think her intentions are perfectly clear. She is eager to consummate this marriage and take the final step to making the man she loves completely hers. She is going to fill him up with her special shemale bride kind of love and he’s pulling of his pants more than willing to receive it.
My guess is that he would be receiving lots of shemale bride love during the honeymoon. She’d probably step up behind him at the balcony of their hotel as he’s looking at the ocean. She’d get all excited and slip into him. Then she’d tell him how happy she is. Throbbing inside him she whispers in his ear “Oh honey, you are going to be the best husband ever! I’ve only dreamed that it could be this great!”
Then after the honeymoon she would go from being the horny shemale bride to the insatiable shemale wife. Hanging out with his friends would become tough because she would be telling him “Come on honey, I’m ready to go home so we can have some alone time.” There’d be cat calls from the group, but if one of them was observant enough, they just might spy that bulge in her jeans that says she’s going to take him home and rock his world. Which is why he married her in the first place.
I pulled this screen shot from a www.shemaleweddings.com video because it makes me want to write a wedding scene and it’s great fodder for a little alone time of my own. You should really watch the whole video if you get the chance, though in my opinion this shot and the minute or so prior are the best parts. She is super sexy, rubbing that hard on between his legs as she kisses on him and helps him undress. I wish I had the whole thing here to share. I would love to have Ferro Network as a sponsor because I love their work. I just wish I could speak Spanish.
I like cars and cruise ins. You pull into a big parking lot, find a spot for your car and then go wander amongst all the beautiful machinery. To me they are kinetic artwork. It’s not generally a place to find hot chicks, but there are usually a few wandering around on the arm of their boyfriend, but a shemale? I’d sooner expect a unicorn to come dancing down a row of cars shitting rainbows all over the hoods.
Now don’t get excited thinking that I saw some smoking hot shemale strutting amongst the cars. That didn’t happen. But what I did see, and desperately wish I had a picture of, was this skinny, tattooed chick with short brunette hair step up behind her boyfriend who was bent over a particularly sweet open engine coupe checking out the interior. She put her hips against his ass, then laid along his back and slipped her arms around him and rested her head on his back. That was slightly erotic in it’s own right, but the quirky little mischievous smile she had on her face was what put it over the top.
Admittedly, I see what I want to see sometimes and not what is actually there. The long haired person walking along the road always starts off as a pretty girl before she turns into just some long haired dude. But that smile, along with how quickly he stood up and grabbed her hand….well it sure piqued my interest. She wasn’t a beauty, but she was sexy as hell and that little stunt…well it did make me wonder. Is she a shemale?
Probably not a shemale, I know, but at the least she might be pegging him. And in my world that’s still hot! I kept an eye on them as they continued to wander, hoping that there might be some further evidence to support my wonderings, but unfortunately I can’t report anything else.
I wonder if writing this blog is making me look around and be more aware of the potential for a shemale sighting or it’s just got my imagination working overtime. Either way, I guess it’s still an improvement. LOL!
I’ve been in sunny San Diego, California for about six days now and I’ve seen more beautiful women walking, running, biking and roller blading than anywhere else I’ve ever been. It is no wonder that this climate and proximity to the ocean draws money and beauty, but of course, I’m looking at all these beauties and wondering, ‘could any of these women be shemales in paradise?’
If they are I have no clue. I’ve looked for bulges in spandex (ok, so that would be very unlikely, but a guy can dream!) and other signs to no avail. The Shemales in paradise seem to do an excellent job of flying below the radar. I saw one tall blonde leaving the hotel, easily over six feet in her heals, a magnificent emerald green dress that accentuated every curve and as much as I wanted her to be a shemale in paradise I’m pretty sure she wasn’t. In my mind however…
Now in six days time, with constant companions, there is no way I’m going to have the opportunity to go out and meet one of these shemales in paradise. But I did find a few moments to look on the internet for some working tgirls in the area. Take this one for instance.
She is advertising on Backpage this morning and emphatically says ‘I don’t bottom.’ Just my type of girl. 😉 I wish I could meet up with her and create a real story to tell you all. I’m not sure that will ever happen, but here around these shemales in paradise it sure makes me want to try it more than ever. I’ll never be that guy that can tell you all where to find a Tgirl or give any reviews, but if I was free to do so I would certainly spend some time looking here in California.
Yep. I’ve got it. No doubt about it. Damn the luck, it’s probably terminal too. Oh, not that having it will kill me so much as I’ll die with it. Of course my wife is a pretty good shot…I guess it could kill me. What am I talking about? Obsessive Tgirl Disorder. OTD. You might have it too.
I can only go so long then I have to go surfing the web or my own brain for Tgirl fantasies. Not just any Tgirl. You know what I like. The ones who are all about being the big D. Rolling over on top of their guy and filling him with their special type of Tgirl love. Or lust. I’m equal opportunity that way. I can’t stay way from either love or lust.
I see a pretty girl out and about and what do I imagine in my Walter Mitty moments? Her stepping up to me and kissing me. Deep and passionate. In a breathy voice she says, “I don’t know what it is about you, but I’ve got to have you.” She pushes me against the wall and presses her hard-on into my thigh. “Are you man enough to take me?”
I can’t get enough of that stuff. The girl ringing me out at the hardware store, the one selling me a new phone, the one taking my fast food order all have the potential to stoke the fires of an OTD fantasy.
Take the young lady in the above picture for instance. Beautiful. Simply beautiful. I stumbled on her photo as part of a ‘shemale bulge’ image search. As soon as I saw her I was captivated and I’m sure you see why. By the way, that’s a girl you’re looking at, not a Tgirl. I did the research on the picture because I’d like to use if for cover art. She’d make a great Lana, but my point is that everywhere you look there is fodder for your OTD needs. Cause let’s face it, if you’re reading this blog, you’ve got it too.
I guess it’s not too bad having OTD. At least it’s not as obvious on the outside as some of the other disorders out there. I mean, I can keep it all in my head. But if the women around me ever get the ability to read my mind. I’m in deep trouble.
Ok, so I got the description of the picture all messed up. But the size of her big balls versus his I did not get wrong. Would you look at that difference! I swear he looks like he’s been neutered compared to her. Check out that look on her face. She looks like she saying “What? Never seen a horny girl balls deep in a guy?” Of course she could also be saying “Don’t worry baby, I’ve got another load for you next!” What about, “Oh, I didn’t know this was your man…just a sec, I’m almost done.” “I figured since he didn’t have any balls I’d show him mine.”
Enough of that. Maybe I should try my hand at captions and start posting to Imagefap. Anyway, I just wanted to share the picture with you. Hope I don’t get into copyright trouble for this…
Sometimes when I’m listing to a song the lyrics really speak to me and as a writer I appreciate their turn of a phrase. But sometimes scenes of Dominant Tgirls dance in my head. Hey! I saw you roll your eyes there! LOL! Alright, so lots of things or situations make me think of dominant tgirls, but then, that’s where the stories come from.
In this post I want to share a couple of songs that make those visions of dominant tgirls dance in my head. The first one is Misery Business by Paramore. I was going to post the lyrics here, but it’s easy enough for you to find them online just like I did. When Hayley Williams is singing ’cause I’ve got him where I want him now,’ and then ‘that it just feels so good,’ I’m melting in my shoes imagining some hot dominant tgirl singing the song and of course she has him under her ‘where she wants him and being buried in him is what is feeling so good. Actually the rest of the song still fits the scene too. At least for me.
Another song that always gets the dominant Tgirl juices flowing is ‘Self Esteem’ by the Offspring. ‘Late at night she knocks on my door, drunk again and looking to score, now I know I should say “No” but that’s kinda hard when she’s ready to go,” My mind slips in ‘but it’s big and hard when she’s ready to go’ and I’m transported to a scene where that delicious dominant Tgirl is standing there as he opens the door. Hard cock obvious in her jeans, she pushes through the door and pins him against the wall as she stuffs her tongue down his throat and grinds her hard-on against him. ‘I may be dumb but I’m not a dweeb, I’m just a sucker with no self esteem.’ Yea man. I get it.
There are other songs that have lyrics that send me, but I’m going to save those for another time. You know, I might have to write a story about that last one. I could title it ‘No Self Esteem’….I wonder if the Offspring could ever forgive me?
I was enjoying a little Tgirl on male porn the other day and there was a still shot of a girl and guy from behind. It was the standard shot of her buried big balls deep in the guy, long thighs along either side of his ass as she was squatted down for some deep penetration and to top it off she was wearing some nice black pumps. She was a cute brunette, but I didn’t recognize her.
I’ve looked at any number of similar shots over the years, but what really struck me about this one was how much bigger her balls were than the guy. She had a big round sack that just looked like it was about to over flow with cum and his was almost nonexistent.
Of course that started me thinking about what she might be saying to him or what was going on there. Was she some new type of stallion Tgirl whose big balls could breed that guy? Did it give her some other power over him? I imagined her saying, “Feel my heavy balls laying against you sweetie? In a few more seconds I’m going to empty every drop deep inside of you.”
Ok, so that was only one thing I thought of that she might be saying. She might also have been saying, “Oh Honey! I can’t believe you agreed to have our baby! You’re so sweet! UH, UH….here it comes honey! I’m going empty my big balls and knock you up! UH! OH….Ooooooo!”
A girl with big balls does stir up the imagination for me. As a submissive so does the whole mpreg thing. I don’t have any actual desire to be pregnant, but the thought that some hot big balled Tgirl could make me pregnant…well that’s scary and exciting, all rolled into one.