TRUE SUBMISSION
THIS IS PART OF A PROFILE I RECENTLY HAD THE HONOR OF READING....ITS AN EXAMPLE OF WHAT CAN HAPPEN WHEN A MAN LOVES A FEYMALE...
hi! i'm trysti! yes, that's my real name. it's a nickname for the name my parents gave me -- tristan -- an old celtic name for boys that means "to make noise" (and yeah, i guess that's appropriate because i've been told by more than a few lovers that i'm a "singer" in bed). biologically speaking, i was a born a boy, but as i grew up i realized that i didn't really develop the way most other boys do (i'm smaller, leaner, smoother, naturally and considerably less hirsute), and i certainly never thought or behaved like a boy, either. i was never competitive, had other interests, found men attractive, and i was always quiet, shy, even fey. i love that last word, and have ever since my first lover, a married man who was much older than i was when our secret love affair began, told me that i was female in all but one aspect. he called me, very affectionately, his "fey male" (it's magical and quite appropriate). never mind that he divided his affections (secretly) between me and his wife (and their two c***dren), or that he was very literally my biology teacher -- he was also a teacher of another sort. he taught me how to exploit my natural assets,I WAS TOLD TO ALWAYS WEAR PANTYHOSE WHEN I WANTED TO BECOME HIS FEMME....PANTYHOSE BECAME MY FEMMESKIN... how to wear my hair and makeup, how to dress for attention,like a slut i always wear pantyhose and high heels, i wear dresses that all men to enjoy looking at my ody... and of course how to make love to a man. he would buy me pretty things...black seamed stockings.....spiked high heels...and take me to wonderful secret places where i would dress for him and spend long hours making him happy. i began a secret life as my lover's girl, his mistress,his pantyhose slut,his special submissive... his sissy. he was a lovely big man -- tall and dark with a cock as long as my forearm. though i came very naturally to assuming the classic bottom's position, he taught me to love it beyond belief by pleasuring me each time he made me bend over. his hands and lips and tongue explored my pantyhose for long stretches of time, and he called my pussy his little rose bud femmecock, and enjoyed making it "bloom" like falling rain so that he could "pollinate my flower." i never had any trouble taking his dick in its entirety, and i would relish the way it felt inside me, like it was so deep i imagined it bumping along my rib cage, playing me like a xylophone. he taught to me to sing along like an angel in heat with the beautiful music with which he filled me. often, he kept time with the rhythm of his thrusting by slapping my bottom with his big, open hand. and when he would come, i loved the way his big black hands would circle tightly around my waist, and i would feel his whole body stiffen and tense up -- he would shudder as he unleashed his massive loads of semen into my oh-so-willing ass, and i'd find myself quivering uncontrollably as my own juices would flow ever so gently from my "femmecock" as he called it. i became very skillful at a very early age of using my ass to milk every remaining drop of cum from his spent and throbbing dick. invariably, i would lick him clean after our lovemaking, savoring the taste of our mutual heat and the wonderful wilderness we'd made together; then i'd curl up on his muscular chest and sleep, dreaming the dreams of a femmecock male. ever since those days, and certainly long before them, i have been a total bottom. i have never used my femmecock to penetrate another body. though, it has been sucked to climax many times by many men, it exists as an addendum to my rosebud, my pussy, my ass. i am completely submissive to the right man -- i am, for all intents and purposes, a girl, but a girl who has a vestigial male sex drive, albeit one that dictates that i remain in a submissive sexual role. in other words, if i welcome you into my bed, you will be my man, my king, my master. everything i will do will be out of love for your superior strength, physicality, stamina, and masculinity. i will provide the sexual imagination, the flower of my gender. i will keep you interested, aroused, and satisfied because i am incapable of saying no to the man i love, respect, and desire. you are interested in one thing: sexual satisfaction from a feymale you can dominate, i am interested in being the girl, the seductive receiving end. here's to real pleasure ;-)
hi! i'm trysti! yes, that's my real name. it's a nickname for the name my parents gave me -- tristan -- an old celtic name for boys that means "to make noise" (and yeah, i guess that's appropriate because i've been told by more than a few lovers that i'm a "singer" in bed). biologically speaking, i was a born a boy, but as i grew up i realized that i didn't really develop the way most other boys do (i'm smaller, leaner, smoother, naturally and considerably less hirsute), and i certainly never thought or behaved like a boy, either. i was never competitive, had other interests, found men attractive, and i was always quiet, shy, even fey. i love that last word, and have ever since my first lover, a married man who was much older than i was when our secret love affair began, told me that i was female in all but one aspect. he called me, very affectionately, his "fey male" (it's magical and quite appropriate). never mind that he divided his affections (secretly) between me and his wife (and their two c***dren), or that he was very literally my biology teacher -- he was also a teacher of another sort. he taught me how to exploit my natural assets,I WAS TOLD TO ALWAYS WEAR PANTYHOSE WHEN I WANTED TO BECOME HIS FEMME....PANTYHOSE BECAME MY FEMMESKIN... how to wear my hair and makeup, how to dress for attention,like a slut i always wear pantyhose and high heels, i wear dresses that all men to enjoy looking at my ody... and of course how to make love to a man. he would buy me pretty things...black seamed stockings.....spiked high heels...and take me to wonderful secret places where i would dress for him and spend long hours making him happy. i began a secret life as my lover's girl, his mistress,his pantyhose slut,his special submissive... his sissy. he was a lovely big man -- tall and dark with a cock as long as my forearm. though i came very naturally to assuming the classic bottom's position, he taught me to love it beyond belief by pleasuring me each time he made me bend over. his hands and lips and tongue explored my pantyhose for long stretches of time, and he called my pussy his little rose bud femmecock, and enjoyed making it "bloom" like falling rain so that he could "pollinate my flower." i never had any trouble taking his dick in its entirety, and i would relish the way it felt inside me, like it was so deep i imagined it bumping along my rib cage, playing me like a xylophone. he taught to me to sing along like an angel in heat with the beautiful music with which he filled me. often, he kept time with the rhythm of his thrusting by slapping my bottom with his big, open hand. and when he would come, i loved the way his big black hands would circle tightly around my waist, and i would feel his whole body stiffen and tense up -- he would shudder as he unleashed his massive loads of semen into my oh-so-willing ass, and i'd find myself quivering uncontrollably as my own juices would flow ever so gently from my "femmecock" as he called it. i became very skillful at a very early age of using my ass to milk every remaining drop of cum from his spent and throbbing dick. invariably, i would lick him clean after our lovemaking, savoring the taste of our mutual heat and the wonderful wilderness we'd made together; then i'd curl up on his muscular chest and sleep, dreaming the dreams of a femmecock male. ever since those days, and certainly long before them, i have been a total bottom. i have never used my femmecock to penetrate another body. though, it has been sucked to climax many times by many men, it exists as an addendum to my rosebud, my pussy, my ass. i am completely submissive to the right man -- i am, for all intents and purposes, a girl, but a girl who has a vestigial male sex drive, albeit one that dictates that i remain in a submissive sexual role. in other words, if i welcome you into my bed, you will be my man, my king, my master. everything i will do will be out of love for your superior strength, physicality, stamina, and masculinity. i will provide the sexual imagination, the flower of my gender. i will keep you interested, aroused, and satisfied because i am incapable of saying no to the man i love, respect, and desire. you are interested in one thing: sexual satisfaction from a feymale you can dominate, i am interested in being the girl, the seductive receiving end. here's to real pleasure ;-)
10 年 前
