1st time I came like a proper sissy
It wasn't until I came like a proper sissy that I appreciated who I really was.
I haven't been very sexual for most of my life because I was suppressing who I really was, but that changed about 6 months after beginning hormone therapy. One day a man walked past me at the mall, and as he passed, I got a little weak. For the rest of the day, every time I got close to a man, I felt this rush that caused me to swoon. The bigger and more masculine the man, the greater the effect on me. By the end of the day, I had this deep ache that wouldn't go away.
Over the coming weeks, that ache grew, and all I could think about was getting fucked and bred by the biggest alpha I could find.
After a month, I finally got the courage to visit a local sex shop for a dildo. I was embarrassed by how the clerk looked at me and thrilled by it at the same time.
I spent the next few hours playing with my pink boy pussy, marvelling at how sensitive, smooth and soft it was (and still is, Daddy says I have a spectacular pussy). The dildo has a suction cup, but the only place it would work was in the bathroom.
In the shower placed the head against my pussy and slowly pushed back. I remember every moment; the feeling of my lips stretching around the head, the shaft sliding in, filling me up; before I knew it my legs started to shake uncontrollably, and this feeling I've never known caused my pussy to squeeze the dildo now buried deep inside me until I came. It was the most automatic orgasm I've ever had, but it wasn't over; it came in waves that rolled out to my fingertips. It drained me and satisfied me so much more deeply than jerking off.
I cried after because I'd felt like I learned something important about myself
I played a bunch more times that night until I was so exhausted I fell into a deep deep sleep but happy and with a better understanding of the girl I was born to be.
I'm a slave, happiest in service to my Daddy whom I love; his cock completes me, pleasures me and connects me to my feminine soul.
I haven't been very sexual for most of my life because I was suppressing who I really was, but that changed about 6 months after beginning hormone therapy. One day a man walked past me at the mall, and as he passed, I got a little weak. For the rest of the day, every time I got close to a man, I felt this rush that caused me to swoon. The bigger and more masculine the man, the greater the effect on me. By the end of the day, I had this deep ache that wouldn't go away.
Over the coming weeks, that ache grew, and all I could think about was getting fucked and bred by the biggest alpha I could find.
After a month, I finally got the courage to visit a local sex shop for a dildo. I was embarrassed by how the clerk looked at me and thrilled by it at the same time.
I spent the next few hours playing with my pink boy pussy, marvelling at how sensitive, smooth and soft it was (and still is, Daddy says I have a spectacular pussy). The dildo has a suction cup, but the only place it would work was in the bathroom.
In the shower placed the head against my pussy and slowly pushed back. I remember every moment; the feeling of my lips stretching around the head, the shaft sliding in, filling me up; before I knew it my legs started to shake uncontrollably, and this feeling I've never known caused my pussy to squeeze the dildo now buried deep inside me until I came. It was the most automatic orgasm I've ever had, but it wasn't over; it came in waves that rolled out to my fingertips. It drained me and satisfied me so much more deeply than jerking off.
I cried after because I'd felt like I learned something important about myself
I played a bunch more times that night until I was so exhausted I fell into a deep deep sleep but happy and with a better understanding of the girl I was born to be.
I'm a slave, happiest in service to my Daddy whom I love; his cock completes me, pleasures me and connects me to my feminine soul.
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