Transgender 101
- 3 years ago
- 21
- 0
Mr. Carr was the neighbor's name and he showed up on our door step pretty unhappy. He asked if Jimmy's father was home. Since John was out of town I told him not at the moment, but that I was Jimmy's mother Kate.I was surprised then to hear him say that I better keep my son away from his wife if I knew what was good for me and especially for Jimmy. I listened to him rant and rave for sometime talking about how my son was hanging around his house during the day trying to seduce his wife. Then as...
Suddenly the backdoor slammed opened and Linda rushed in. Linda is Bobby’s younger sister. She is 15 and quite stunning to look at. It’s only been a couple of weeks since Bobby and Linda found out about sex and how great it can be. “Oh, I’m late. I’ve got to get to work and I really need a shower.” She is moving like a tornado, rushing here and there. Then she spotted the movie. “Oh, I love this movie.” and her butt hit the chair across from Bobby and Jimmy. She was engrossed...
Transgender Twinning (Note: This story does contain explicit sex, including bondage, but it's mostly about emotions. If that's not what you are looking for please skip this story.) Even though it was an astonishing scientific achievement its discoverers thought it was only a laboratory curiosity. They had found a way to turn one person's body completely into that of another in only 15 minutes. The person's brain was unaffected, but everything else was, according to every test ...
[ An homage to Jan B. and her husband Mike, who over the years produced so many great videos of interracial sex, and who probably helped inspire so many single women, and married couples, to slip into the interracial/cuckolding lifestyle. ]Stephanie and Jimmy had been married for just over two years when she contacted Jan about her curiosity about experiencing sex with a black man---even though she'd married Jimmy, she admitted that she'd always thought it would be exciting to at least fuck a...
Jenny and Jimmy A longing fulfilledThis tale is being told by both Jimmy and Jenny. I hope the readers can follow the story easily.Hi there – my name is Jimmy and I am a 20yr old college student. I am home for my summer break at the moment and as I have my own apartment, I was just taking it easy that day. I stand at 6’ 2” and have the musculature of a Football player. I have dark brown hair and hazel eyes. Being a ball player, I keep very fit. It was a hot afternoon just like any other. I lay...
IncestJimmy: Monday morning I was very distracted as I did my normal routine. Today was for repetitions not strength. I worked with lighter weights and did 100 reps in each position to help define the muscle groups. My trainer at the Y developed my lifting routine and I was keeping to it religiously. The first of several meets to build up to the Olympic tryouts was coming up next week and I wanted to be ready. It's a good thing that the workout was so automatic because my mind was going crazy...
The years have come and gone. His melodious sweet mellow voice is now forever stilled. Yet... , sometimes late at night, in my memory, if I listen closely, I can still hear my dad's soft voice, singing sweet and low, floating languidly, out of that old back bedroom. One of the songs he often used to sing to my siblings and me, which we always loved, was entitled, "Hobo Bill's Last Ride." It was a song about the tragic life of a Hobo named Bill. That song, became my inspiration for this...
I couldn't say that I wasn't warned. I had been and rather forcefully. "No!" Brian had said to me, "I will not be your best man, I will not be a party to the biggest mistake of your life." "It isn't a mistake Brian. I love her and she loves me." "She also loves cock Jimmy. You know her track record. She has been a cock hungry slut since the ninth grade and it never changed all the way through high school and the first three years of college." "I know that Brian, but that was all...
13 RULES FOR DATING A TRANSGENDER WOMANGreetings, Ariscestocrats!How are your dating lives? Any single transgender women out there? Not too many, eh? Well, I’ll attest to that being the reason I keep running into the same type of guy. He’s Mr. Uninformed, Mr. Inexperienced, and he has a million questions, none of which have anything to do with who you are, but “what” you are. And it’s not that these men don’t mean well, it’s just that they’re hurting their chances by remaining ignorant to a...
(Back in 2014 Erin at the tg story site Big Closet ran a story challenge, to write and post up a story in 24 hours, I think it was, that would fit the title THE FULLER BREAST MAN. This was my entry...) Transgender Cinema: THE FULLER BREAST MAN Film review by Laika Pupkino THE FULLER BREAST MAN is an odd movie for several reasons, but perhaps the oddest things about this old black + white comedy is that it was released at all, especially in 1957 when it was fairly taboo to even...
Introduction: Everything described in this story is fiction. If you are offended by sexual stories involving young children, please find a more suitable story. Thank you *RIIIIIIING* Who could that be at this hour? I thought to myself *RIIIIIIING* Im coming, Im coming, keep your pants on I opened the door and was amazed at what I saw. My ex-husband, John was standing right in front of me. Jessica, I want you back. I want to make love to you, right here, right now. He grabbed my ass and pulled...
"Who could that be at this hour?" I thought to myself *RIIIIIIING* "I'm coming, I'm coming, keep your pants on" I opened the door and was amazed at what I saw. My ex-husband, John was standing right in front of me. "Jessica, I want you back. I want to make love to you, right here, right now". He grabbed my ass and pulled me closer and just when we were about to kiss… ….*RIIIIIIING* "Darn alarm clock!" I grabbed the clock and threw it in disgust. "Was that really just a...
THE MUSE (PORTRAIT OF THE ARTIST AS A LOVER) By Katharine Sexkitten "For I have crossed between the poles, and for me there's no mystery Once a man, like the sea I raged Once a woman, like the earth I gave Ah, but there is in fact more earth than sea." Cinema Show, by Genesis She sat in peaceful repose, while all around her seemed chaotic. Her hair fell down her back in a wild tangle, dark on dark. The massive pile of pillows behind her showed them as a mixture of big and...
I woke up Sunday morning feeling lazy and I just lying on the bed thinking about Shaun’s massive black cock. I could not believe I took his huge cock in my pussy so I look down at my pussy and I rubbed the lips of my pussy. I moaned a little thinking about Shaun’s black cock and he was right just thinking of nigger cock has me, thinking that I want more black cock so I continue rubbing my pussy lips thinking its Shaun’s big cock getting ready to enter into my pussy and fuck my pussy hard, wow...
I'm pulling this from another part of the story, out of sequence for the narrative, but reading it over, I think that you will like it Before Sylvia went to Berkeley, she got herself all promiscuous with a capital'' P''. In this little piece, she is having sex with her friend and lover Judy Chavez, and they visit at the home of two black musicians, much older than they are. Sylvia decides this is the time to test her powers!''Al, you know what I like? I like your cock when it has something...
Sometime in the early month of May, in this present year of our Lord, the brilliant reclusive artist who resided at #27 Dan Wilson Street completed his long awaited masterpiece. It had taken him more than two and a half years to finish it. That was two and a half years of blood, sweat, loneliness and absolute solitude. For two and a half years he had locked himself up in his little studio behind his house staring at his wide plain canvas all night and day, neither going out to see his...
Sarah lived in a big house with her brother Jimmy and her parents. She was 19 years old with incredibly sexy figure. Her brother was also 19 years old. Jimmy and Sarah were twins that their mother would sometimes joke that they were conjoined at birth. They were very close to each other. There house was in the middle of big open fields and woods that there were miles in every direction. Back in the woods there was a big pond that nobody knew about it. Sometimes they would sneak off and go...
The earlierst presentation of a male with a female side, as far as I know, are the statues of Pharao Akhenaten. There are statues of this Pharao with wide, female hips. Historians think, that the emperor wanted to show his male and female side, to express that he is alone the creator of this country and he needs nobody else. So it seems it is only a political and religious statement! Akhenaten was the heretic Pharao, who founded a new religion in Egypt, the beliefe to the god Aton. He was the...
Artist in residence By bojok71 Authors' notes: this story was written for a friend of mine. It's basically a family wanting daughter transition story. That said it's unique! It's not as sexual as my other works (as someone who was sexually abused, I will not write about child sex in any form). The story also relies heavily on dialogue. As it is written in first person, a description of the actual transition is given at the end. NO PEAKING! It's also non Stepford. While I have...
So my names Jimmy, i'm in my early twenties and last night i got well hammered with the lads from my local football team, because we won a match, finally.Anyway, this morning, i awoke on the living room sofa, with a heavy head and a dry mouth, and my mother yelling at me from the kitchen."Jimmy your breakfast is ready!" she cried.I groaned unhappily having been woken up that way and then replied "Yeah. in a minute!""Not in a minute, now!" my mother replied firmly."It's going to get burnt!" she...
THE UNKNOWN ARTIST AND THE CRYPT OF ANONYMITY Furthermore, I soon realized that I would need to ‘learn’ the highly personnal vocabulary with which the Unknown Artist conjures up a world. And He said : All around passagers, faceless, nameless, Mister X, unspeakable news in brief, c***dren of the night (protect them), night a****ls (protect them), discreet avengers, anonymous photographers (yes, you are), burlesque, broken houses, grotesque, clandestine souls, invisible walkers, please come into...
THE UNKNOWN ARTIST AND THE CRYPT OF ANONYMITYFurthermore, I soon realized that I would need to "learn" the highly personnal vocabulary with which the Unknown Artist conjures up a world. And He said : All around passagers, faceless, nameless, Mister X, unspeakable news in brief, c***dren of the night (protect them), night a****ls (protect them), discreet avengers, anonymous photographers (yes, you are), burlesque, broken houses, grotesque, clandestine souls, invisible walkers, please come into...
Life With an Artist ? by: Ricky I was attended the first showing of a local artist's work in a small gallery and was greatly impressed with her work. Her portraits had a glowing quality that I admired greatly, with a fluidity that made them come alive. Several of the models were in attendance, and I played a little game of matching faces on the wall with faces in the room. While it wasn't hard to match one with the other, there was a subtle quality of the paintings that brought...
Tony was what one could consider a successful man in many ways. At thirty-two years old, he had a well-paid stable job, and had recently been able to purchase a posh flat in London. Part of his success was due to the fact that he was well-spoken, and part was because he knew his business inside and out. However, one area of life in which he completely failed was finding a woman. The problem was that Tony didn’t know how to chat up women and wasn’t even able to reciprocate their advances. Over...
First TimeMr Jackson was an artist who did work for many wealthy people. He did paintings and sculpturing for a rich f****y in Scotland. They were all redheads. He particularly liked looking at the 20 year old daughter Megan. She had fiery red hair with pale freckled skin, nice shapely breasts, butt, and legs. Megan’s nose was pointed a bit upward giving her a semblance of being snobby while wearing prim and proper attire such as a collared shirt with a sweater on top of that, a skirt, opaque stockings...
Mr Jackson was an artist who did work for many wealthy people. He did paintings and sculpturing for a rich family in Scotland. They were all redheads. He particularly liked looking at the 20 year old daughter Megan. She had fiery red hair with pale freckled skin, nice shapely breasts, butt, and legs. Megan's nose was pointed a bit upward giving her a semblance of being snobby while wearing prim and proper attire such as a collared shirt with a sweater on top of that, a skirt, opaque...
The battle has split into three parts: Banjin vs. Sanosuke Otowa vs. Yahiko and-- Gein vs. Kenshin. Gein: Playing with toys... People often say that. But no one ever says it twice. The first time is their last! Let's go, Battousai! (He jumps through the mouth into the cockpit. Gears turn and Iwanbou springs to the attack. Kenshin dodges one blow and springs off another to hit his arm.) Hiten Mitsurugi Ryuukansen! (The sword stretches the rubbery skin but can't penetrate it.) Kaoru:...
Hi, my name is Kishore, I am 5.8 ft tall and has an athletic body with a thick 6-inch cock. I am extremely confident and I approach girls at every chance I get. I have a high sex drive and tend to attract women with my energy. And this is the true story of how I fucked Meera, a 23-year-old makeup artist whom I met at the airport. As I walked through the airport terminal, I couldn’t help but feel excited and horny at the same time. You see, airports are a great place to meet women and it’s quite...
I had a very naughty dream about us Jim, and I'm just aching to tell you all about it! In my dream, we had been dating for a few months. One day I was over at your condo and we were all tangled up on your couch. Our passions had been running wild and we were both out of breath from our heated exchange.Then out of the blue you asked me if I would allow you to tie me up; something you had mentioned on one of our first dates, but not since then. I was very horny, so I said 'Yes.' Next, you asked...
BisexualI was leaving school one day and saw a couple of the older boys...giving this k** jimmy a hard time...shoving him around teasing taunting...knocked his books to the ground..I wanted to step in and say something...but they were bigger than both of us...asshole jock types...loved picking on any of us that were smaller...showing off...always like three or four of them picking on one lonne k** that couldnt possibly defend himself,....I hated those assholes...but...I guess they either got bored or...
1975 London,England,Sally Granger,19,Dark-haired,blue eyes,has recently joined a company that collects rare and unusual art pictures-what many would regard as ‘avant garde’-many of them quite ‘shocking’ to some people – Roger Havers has sold many of these paintings to art galleries all over the world-but there is one artist who has always eluded him -Cedric Winterbottom,the eccentric 70 year old artist from Rustington,west sussex-he has refused to sell a single painting of his beautiful...
1975 London,England,Sally Granger,19,Dark-haired,blue eyes,has recently joined a company that collects rare and unusual art pictures-what many would regard as 'avant garde'-many of them quite 'shocking' to some people - Roger Havers has sold many of these paintings to art galleries all over the world-but there is one artist who has always eluded him -Cedric Winterbottom,the eccentric 70 year old artist from Rustington,west sussex-he has refused to sell a single painting of his beautiful...
It has consumed me for years.I cannot shake it off. I try to bury it. Deep inside me. The more I try not to think about it, the more it comes back. The more I feel it. I am transgender. I want to be a woman. I need to be a woman.Ever since high school, when I marvelled at lingerie models in the newspaper, pretending to pose like them, feeling jealous of the skirts and tights the girls in my class were wearing, dreaming of being a lesbian submissive, I have struggled to shake it off.I have...
The lecturer brought the class to a close and the students packed up their books and made their way to the exit. I had been taking a postgraduate evening course after work, this was the second week. While I still presented as male at work, attending the course allowed me to present in female and dress as my true self, a beautiful transgender woman. This evening I was wearing a tight beige dress, black stockings, black ballet flat shoes and a black leather jacket over it. As I was packing up my...
Transgender Day of Remembrance 2006: Huntington, NY What A Transsexual Goes Through by shalimar What does a transsexual go through that is different from other people? In many ways it is a lonely life. When I was a child I was caught in the middle. The boys didn't want to play with me because I was a sissy. The girls didn't because I was a boy. When I tried to join the other kids I was attacked, teased or at the best, shunned. Although I was pretty good in team sports I was...
Transgender Sex: A Liberating Alternative Sex that involves only men and women, whether it is heterosexual or homosexual, eventually becomes tiresome. Both as entities in themselves and as sexual partners, shemales, as a third sex, so to speak, renew and heighten sex and sensuality by combining some of the attributes of each sex, as such crude terms as "chicks with dicks" and "dudes with boobs" suggest. Just when we begin to think that we know it all about men and women and about sex...
My name is Chris Johnson, I’m 43 years old single male. 6’6” 250 pounds. Short brown hair and a long brown and grey beard. I’m covered in tattoos and have a beer belly. I loved a good life, had a lot of fun. A bit of a maniac when I was younger but finally settled down after years of partying and fighting. I never got married but I was in a serious relationship with my fiancé until one day she left. No reason just came home from work and she was gone. This story isn’t about that cunt! It’s...
At age sixteen I am a blackmail artist. It all started when I was a stock boy at the local pharmacy. One day I overheard the pharmacist talking to one of his friends. He told his buddy to drop one of the pills in her drink and wait about fifteen minutes. Then he could do whatever he wanted to do to her for about six hours and that she couldn’t resist. However she would remember everything that he had done to her so he would have to do something to force her not to tell her parents or the...
I can almost feel her pencil on the back of my neck as I watch her draw. The artist. I don't know her name. She's down here in the park nearly every lunchtime, drawing intently as I watch. I nibble quietly on my salad, slowly letting myself relax after a morning of petty slights at work. "Get us some coffee, Jane." "Jane, this needs to be copied before the client gets here." "Hey, looking good today, Jane, got a special date tonight?" Even the guys who know I'm married leer at me. I don't know...
LesbianAndrea and the ArtistBy billy69boyHe watched her walk by every day as she made her way down the path to the crowded beach. She was strikingly beautiful: a vision, with long brown hair flowing down her back almost to her waist. She seemed to wear a different bikini every time she walked past him, each one of them barely covering her hard body, and accentuating her breathtaking curves. He silently admonished himself for having the nerve to gawk at this young lady who was clearly less than...
This story is dedicated to my friend Abby... I hope it makes her dreams come true.'Aunt Abby and the Artist' (Part 1)David Connelly walked briskly through the airport terminal towards baggage claim. This was the first time the teenager had ever flown by himself, but he wasn’t nervous. In fact he was a little upset that his mom and dad had forced him to take this trip to stay with a relative while they took a vacation cruise. David, or ‘Davey’ as his mom still called him, had protested that...
Several years ago, when I was a poor college student, I was looking for ways to earn a little money with a side job. I had a part time job in a warehouse, but I was having trouble making ends meet. One day at school I saw an advertisement for models for an art class on campus. At first glance I figured they were looking for women only, but on closer inspection I found that they were looking for adults of any gender. I thought, “Why not? It’s on campus so it’s reputable and it pays quite a bit...
Hello I am Abijeet and it is my first time on Indian sex story writer’s column actually I am very new to this website. Let me started with myself and my wife Nitisha. We both loved each other since we were in college days at age of 18 she lost her virginity with me I felt pride breaking her hymen. I always loved her from bottom of my heart and her too. Sex has been our first priority when were we got opportunity we fucked each other in passionate way. In college she was one of the sex bomb...
Transgendered Fiction Plots By Cal Y. Pygia For many writers, plotting a story is the most difficult part of the creative writing process. Fortunately, some help is available. Critics have identified several basic plot formulae for pornographic and erotic fiction. In addition, I have added some others that are especially well suited for transgendered fiction. The first five formulae may be called "situational plots," because they are based upon a particular circumstance. The next...
“Wow, tell me more.” “We share a third person around once a month. My man loves to masturbate while he watches a younger man tongue fuck me. If I give that man a blow job my man expects a blow job from that man in return while I watch and tease his nipples. “To be fair to my man we sometimes share a woman. Very exciting sucking my man’s nine-inch erection while another woman is tongue fucking me. “We both find it very exciting sitting on our couch holding hands and tongue kissing with...
've heard stories about news photographers who get shot because when they put the camera viewfinder to their eye, they forget that they're actually in a dangerous situation and think they're just watching something happening to someone else. It's like extreme voyeurism. I know it sounds strange, but I believe it. I believe it because it happened to me.I'm not a photographer. I'm an artist. Well, I want to be an artist. I take my sketchbook everywhere I go and when I get "in the moment," I'm...
Aunt Abby Makes Sex Fun... and Funny!Here is Part III of my reality based fiction, 'Aunt Abby and the Artist', dedicated to my dear friend Abby Rhodes. Again, if you'd like to see the real Abby, here she is... her beauty makes the story even more enjoyable, and she approves of this message:http://xhamster.com/user/AbbyRhodesIf you haven't read Part I and Part II yet, I suggest you do so. If you have, then on with the show... and there will be a final chapter, Part IV 'Aunt Abby and the...
Kinky Kay is a fine female friend, who was away for a while. As she told us recently: "Abroad in Asia" ... 'A broad in Asia', who finally finds sexual satisfaction in seducing some sexy sweet students, as tiny titted as she is.Kinky Kay is a fine friend and source of some intimate information on her love life as a sexy student. She is as nerdy as naughty. We wrote several series of short stories on her amorous adventures of hot habits, like erotic exhibitionism or listening in to her nice...
How do you use online dating if you’re a kinky woman? That was the question that I was asking myself. I suppose that it didn’t matter if you had no objection to the world at large knowing you were a really kinky tart but that was not the case. I am by profession a librarian; I work at a respected academic institution who would not appreciate my taste in clothing when I want sex to become known publicly, and for that matter neither would I.The thing is you see that during the day I wear what you...
For Michelia, it took both hands just to grasp the base of the animals gigantic sex organ right under the head! She tried to do what she had done to her boyfriend Mike when he had a crack a fat (Hard On), and give this monster a hand job! The effort was feeble in some ways, but this gigantic beast was enjoying her efforts even though it was not very successful. Now with it hard and sticking out in front of her, she has decided to do the most nasty and perverse thing she could think of,...
My neighbor came to me at a gathering asking if he could speak with me privately when I had a moment. I liked my neighbor Bernie as he was almost f****y and an artist. He always urged me to find and develop my creative energy. He provided me with art materials and instruction in the use of them, and I would help him around his studio, giving me many opportunities to watch him paint. As a younger eighteen year old guy I was very sexual. But yet I was always surprised in an innocent way, when I...
"Ah, here you are, Jane, I've been looking for you for weeks!" I looked up to see the strawberry blonde from the park. The park I had been avoiding for two weeks. The girl I'd been avoiding. Her smile was mysterious, like the Mona Lisa's. Her accent was impossible to place, sort of French with a little British and maybe a little Swedish intonation. She smelled of fresh cut grass and flowers. "You don't like the other part of the park any more?" I blushed crimson. I'd felt too guilty to go...
LesbianI stare at her, shocked. "What ... what nude of me?" Her grin widens into a full-fledged smile. "Well, I guess you'll have to model for me so I can draw one." She reaches over to stroke my neck again. My nipples are tingling, my skin is all gooseflesh. She leans in for another soft, soft kiss, gently tugging at my nipple through the silk. Her eyes are full of mischief. My hand slips from her neck, "accidentally" brushing the nipple that is showing through the thin cardigan. She closes her eyes...
LesbianThe night before your phone rings you answered and walked into the other room. When you return you have a wicked smile curving your lips. Tilting my head I say to you could not have been that good baby you only gone a few minutes.Your body slips back into the bed which moments before had been a lustful torrent. Curling up to me your arm slips across me. Your lips whisper to me my muse you trust me no matter what. Of course My Artist have I given you cause to think I do not? No never but...
The aroma of marijuana scents the air. Sean takes another puff of his joint and gently hands his camera to me. “Hold the camera steady, Aria. The world needs to watch the artist work, baby.” He grabs the bucket of magenta house paint and walks over to the tarp covered terrace. Sean pours the bucket of paint over his head, the magenta paint cascading down his face, picking up pace as it flows down his chest, over his genitals and pools at his feet. “I need help with my back Aria,” Sean says as...
Love StoriesGETTING A LITTLE KINKY… Candlelight lit the bathroom with a soft yellow glow while Mary relaxed in the tub. Four days had elapsed since John left on business and she’d had nobody to sleep with, the house to herself. The Toys were both busy with work, couldn’t come over in the middle of the week. Actually, she didn’t mind, since she had determined to go a couple of days – if I can! – without sex. This is the longest time in the past two months I’ve been by myself here, she thought. ...
Kinky Kay got a lot more of ferocious fucks after the 'surreal' sex at that unusual couple in their first evening together. Luckily, three of her major turn-ons occured to her with that guy during the remaining days of their hot holiday: awesome anal, explicit exhibitionism and voyeurism. A brilliant balcony sex scene and the funky follow-up of it, is the memory she is most fond of.Kinky Kay again answers most of my curious questions in the intimate interview about her hot holiday in Greece,...
By Roger with a nod to Nin and Mel ‘20 Chapter the First…A P L A Studio in Calais In the northeast section of the city of Calais and very near the channel waters was a small colony where there lived many painters, writers and sculptors, including a particular artiste, our young, innocent Jean. The colony near Calais was known by the residents as La Petite Artiste or simply as LPA. It was a gay part of CalaIs whereat music and laughter were often heard as there were many small...