Sexame Street...
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Posted:Jun 28, 2020 12:50 am
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Can you tell how get, how get Sexame Street? I suppose the fastest way regret is doing something that changes your life forever and never being able go back the way it was just before the change. Sept. 6th 2018 was such a vivid day for because it was exactly 5 months and 2 days since I had made a suicide trip from WTFIMON, CA (Way The Fuck in the Middle of Nowhere) LAX with my baby because I told them I would get them to their flight by hook or by crook. They were about to turn and was relieved be graduated and heading BFE, UT where the other parent was. I was hustling week make sure that I had readied the trip and secure make it time.
As much as the trip the airport was an adventure within itself that isn't the focal of this particular blog story. It began however after I watched my disappear around the corner, time with actually 26 minutes wait due the flight delay. I began cry for so many reasons, I was a transparent / DNA Mother watching their firstborn flying from the nest after being with for years...he was gone. I was also crying a bit because the trip left with zero dollars get back home! By car the trip was a two and a half hour drive and so get home without a vehicle was a daunting thought. Which proved yet a third reason part of the tears I had were because hopefully this night was be the last night I was a sex worker...or so I thought.
I knew going into the journey that I would be out of travel money only because I had been flaked on from someone close to me (it felt like I was betrayed because it was for a and not myself), and I'd already calculated being let down. But, what this also meant was that I would have to in a more foreign way than I had been. I would have advertise in the street or "walk the blade" as the terminology goes. I had clothing underneath the clothes I was wearing take my baby which was why the weather being quite chilly became a really troublesome anxiety feeling. I had a small tight mini skirt and a short top with the only real warm thing I had on was my security guard jacket. If any police officer would have seen me I might have been taken to jail for being a flasher or some sick minded pervert without clothes on!
As soon as I began to transition* (*steps taken to become one's true and authentic self as it pertains to what they project and present to the rest of the world), my security job discontinued giving me full time work. I was already struggling working over 60 hours per week to support my babe and myself and had it not been for the 6th of Jan. 2018*(*I was sexually assaulted), I would never have even believed it possible to be a sex worker. Yet, here it was almost five months down doing sex work I'd never even considered any slight thought or inkling thereof of doing...or not at least in the way I had been lol! In hindsight, I think I was a little to confident in the everyday whistles and catcalls of the multitude of men looking to get their cocks sucked or fuck a tight puassy*(*my version for my pussy which is my tight asshole).
I had been hoping daily that the landlord would stop playing me like he was such a macho uber straight man to not act on the thoughts he was having so that I could slide on some of the back of rent. Afterall, I was paying $320 per week for a shack of a studio style room built the side of a garage! Alas, that did not happen and instead he continued with the eviction process so that by September 6th I had no way fight the eviction notice, process, nor the order vacate by end of day that day. Since, the moment I felt I would stop providing sex as a service, I had sex worked non stop even as of that day just to survive because it became more difficult to pass the opportunity for extra money which would soon become needed money over again.
I had try leave; working at a new post that would have been full time if I was not going be locked out of my place with my things inside. I was a sex working / cam girl and my place had my studio equipment and sex closet of toys and sexy lingerie! I had to call off work, rented a uhaul and got a storage unit, packed then unpacked all of it by myself. It was that night I was supposed to return the uhaul but shit happens. I was exhausted, it was freezing cold and all I had was the truck so I put the heater and parked at the mall trying think of what I would do. I had been crying at the steering wheel when I felt a presence. I look and it is a man coming close my door.
"Are you okay?" he asks. "Yes I'm okay, thank you" with a familiarly flirtatious response. He starts talking through the window for which I was having a difficult time hearing with the heater and music slightly lower than medium level but he seemed sincere. I mean, he was sincerely wanting fuck and get some head and I picked that so I invited him into the truck. I had to divulge that I had my homegirl Tina so he was going to have to be okay with that...he was.
It began with a few minutes of smoking and talking with each other before I found myself trembling a bit from the touch of his hand sliding my thigh into the middle of my legs. He had already made it a point to inform that he was a very "open minded" individual, which just meant I didn't have be scared of whether or not I needed let him know that I am a transwoman. He already knew what expect and be honest even though I was sex working, I was very inexperienced and still hadn't been approached from "the street" vs. getting clientele from online. This also meant, and still means, I am extremely super sensitive being touched by another person, especially those that know how to use their hands and mouth etc. very well.
I was still pre-op so I wore padded bras in order see the size titty I wanted have and feel, everywhere I went. I am not saying that I didn't have a good size breast from hormones I was just closing in on being a C cup, so I was a good size B cup by this point. He began squeeze and grope my breasts while one hand would switch from the breast my clitty* (*term I use for the external version of my genitalia) and then he tried kiss . Unfortunately, I do not kiss tricks or anyone really as I was still married but separated with plenty of other personal reasons for doing so. That thank God did not stop him later however, at that time I took the opportunity to explain a few things to him (Roses, readiness, and location issues).
I was not going to be arrested for nudity, pda, or any type of sex offence at all! So, he agreed to ride with me to a more secluded spot. It was dark and very subtle to be a concern for any suspecting good citizen so he immediately went back to sucking on my right nipple. He was more anxious and confident because I was more comfortable that he was ripping off my clothing! He actually tore my bra off which kind of upset me but I suppose he deserved to as he had given me the ease of not having to my phone bill, dinner and maybe even breakfast in terms of independently lol (he gave the roses necessary). He told take of my pants and he helped so aggressively that it was sexy being the object of his desire in the front seat of a uhaul truck on a secluded street at night.
As soon as he unwrapped he was like a fat in a candy store and immediately wrapped his sexy lips around my "clit/dick" and began sucking her. My eyes started rolling and back a bit until he blurted out something hard make out because she was swelling in his mouth which I could barely whisper "what" from the pleasure I was feeling. "Just relax and let her loose, let suck you..." he bobbed her a few more times and finished saying, "til you cum, I want you cum in my mouth." The thought of this drove wild because it was simultaneously that he had grabbed my ass cheek with his hand, in a way that allowed his thumb penetrate my asshole while his mouth was ! Miss Caramello*(*the name of my clitty) was swole like she was pumping iron and was feeling so strong she was throbbing as he slurped and down her. He knew that I would not be able resist because everytime he bobbed down his entire thumb would slide inside my asshole.
Slobber was dripping down my jewel sack down onto his thumb and gave an extremely lubricated puassy that turned him on more that he began to coax my orgasm with words in between his motions. His lips would slide slippery as he would then moan and say make that bitch slither into his throat. Or, he gave her ego boost making her gag him, until he felt that I was enjoying the skilled oral sex he was giving. He was finger fucking with his thumb while he would suck and stroke with the other til he started saying , "make that sexy chocolate clitty cum!" or "yea make her squirt" which followed a thrust inside like I was some type of ripe delicacy that would be devoured once ready.
His thumb started moving in circular motions and rimming in the ebb of the flow of his rhythm til he felt the muscles I had not felt in a long time begin twitch. He then got excited telling "yeeeeaaaaa! that's right make her squirt juices into my throat!" This began the end of the roller coaster focal point right when the cars are just over the steep of the hill and the nanosecond pause before rolling down and everyone screaming, gives that quick thought of the excitement half seconds away from happening. He pulled out his thumb that had already been tightly squeezing it so tight (still am...), and spit on his two fingers as he was stroking my clit faster and down. It felt so good when he rammed his two fingers passed the rim and started wildly sucking and finger fucking me that I started realize that he was going make climax and climax harder that I had ever known!
My nipples were hard and I was pinching them. My legs were spread open wide and his head was moving and down with his fingers rapidly going in and out of . I felt the heat slide from his hot lips onto the dick/clitty and swiftly vibrate my lower abdomen and it slid into my chest and nipples and just as he deepthroated , I began moan until it became a yelling pleasure scream. Just as he had his mouth kissing my pelvis and his two fingers stretching my hole, he increased his speed and force of both his mouth and fingers until I was trying get out of his mouth as I hadn't ever done this before. It was always doing the pleasing. Miss Caramello started squirting her cum inside his mouth sending vigorous twitches my chest and puassy wiggling uncontrollably as my cum started spewing onto from his mouth. He kept going eventually slowing down as he watched my whole body convulsing and my eyes rolling back and barely able moan before he actually stopped.
He got with a slight chuckle and told that because of the time it took, the time it was, and time he was supposed to be elsewhere that I was going to have to see him again to finish. The moment he said that he pulled out his enormous cock and I almost stopped breathing. He seen my expression and said, "yea bitch this is for you! I'm gonna get in that ass next time!" and I could do was smile and giggle. He told take him back where he'd seen and even waited as I lay in the seat like I had just been in an MMA round fight. He was such a gentleman about the whole experience that the second meeting was something I would guarantee have with him. I dropped him off and went park somewhere for the night still having epileptic like pleasure seizures the whole night thinking about how could I or would I ever be able take such a humongous cock inside , but the thought of round 2 had orgasming well into the morning!
round two happened!...but that story is for next tim
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Sexame Street...
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Posted:Jun 28, 2020 12:39 am
Last Updated:May 20, 2024 3:1 pm
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Can you tell how get, how get Sexame Street? I suppose the fastest way regret is doing something that changes your life forever and never being able go back the way it was just before the change. Sept. 6th 2018 was such a vivid day for because it was exactly 5 months and 2 days since I had made a suicide trip from WTFIMON, CA (Way The Fuck in the Middle of Nowhere) LAX with my baby because I told them I would get them to their flight by hook or by crook. They were about to turn and was relieved be graduated and heading BFE, UT where the other parent was. I was hustling week make sure that I had readied the trip and secure make it time.
As much as the trip the airport was an adventure within itself that isn't the focal of this particular blog story. It began however after I watched my disappear around the corner, time with actually 26 minutes wait due the flight delay. I began cry for so many reasons, I was a transparent / DNA Mother watching their firstborn flying from the nest after being with for years...he was gone. I was also crying a bit because the trip left with zero dollars get back home! By car the trip was a two and a half hour drive and so get home without a vehicle was a daunting thought. Which proved yet a third reason part of the tears I had were because hopefully this night was be the last night I was a sex worker...or so I thought.
I knew going into the journey that I would be out of travel money only because I had been flaked on from someone close to me (it felt like I was betrayed because it was for a and not myself), and I'd already calculated being let down. But, what this also meant was that I would have to in a more foreign way than I had been. I would have advertise in the street or "walk the blade" as the terminology goes. I had clothing underneath the clothes I was wearing take my baby which was why the weather being quite chilly became a really troublesome anxiety feeling. I had a small tight mini skirt and a short top with the only real warm thing I had on was my security guard jacket. If any police officer would have seen me I might have been taken to jail for being a flasher or some sick minded pervert without clothes on!
As soon as I began to transition* (*steps taken to become one's true and authentic self as it pertains to what they project and present to the rest of the world), my security job discontinued giving me full time work. I was already struggling working over 60 hours per week to support my babe and myself and had it not been for the 6th of Jan. 2018*(*I was sexually assaulted), I would never have even believed it possible to be a sex worker. Yet, here it was almost five months down doing sex work I'd never even considered any slight thought or inkling thereof of doing...or not at least in the way I had been lol! In hindsight, I think I was a little to confident in the everyday whistles and catcalls of the multitude of men looking to get their cocks sucked or fuck a tight puassy*(*my version for my pussy which is my tight asshole).
I had been hoping daily that the landlord would stop playing me like he was such a macho uber straight man to not act on the thoughts he was having so that I could slide on some of the back of rent. Afterall, I was paying $320 per week for a shack of a studio style room built the side of a garage! Alas, that did not happen and instead he continued with the eviction process so that by September 6th I had no way fight the eviction notice, process, nor the order vacate by end of day that day. Since, the moment I felt I would stop providing sex as a service, I had sex worked non stop even as of that day just to survive because it became more difficult to pass the opportunity for extra money which would soon become needed money over again.
I had try leave; working at a new post that would have been full time if I was not going be locked out of my place with my things inside. I was a sex working / cam girl and my place had my studio equipment and sex closet of toys and sexy lingerie! I had to call off work, rented a uhaul and got a storage unit, packed then unpacked all of it by myself. It was that night I was supposed to return the uhaul but shit happens. I was exhausted, it was freezing cold and all I had was the truck so I put the heater and parked at the mall trying think of what I would do. I had been crying at the steering wheel when I felt a presence. I look and it is a man coming close my door.
"Are you okay?" he asks. "Yes I'm okay, thank you" with a familiarly flirtatious response. He starts talking through the window for which I was having a difficult time hearing with the heater and music slightly lower than medium level but he seemed sincere. I mean, he was sincerely wanting fuck and get some head and I picked that so I invited him into the truck. I had to divulge that I had my homegirl Tina so he was going to have to be okay with that...he was.
It began with a few minutes of smoking and talking with each other before I found myself trembling a bit from the touch of his hand sliding my thigh into the middle of my legs. He had already made it a point to inform that he was a very "open minded" individual, which just meant I didn't have be scared of whether or not I needed let him know that I am a transwoman. He already knew what expect and be honest even though I was sex working, I was very inexperienced and still hadn't been approached from "the street" vs. getting clientele from online. This also meant, and still means, I am extremely super sensitive being touched by another person, especially those that know how to use their hands and mouth etc. very well.
I was still pre-op so I wore padded bras in order see the size titty I wanted have and feel, everywhere I went. I am not saying that I didn't have a good size breast from hormones I was just closing in on being a C cup, so I was a good size B cup by this point. He began squeeze and grope my breasts while one hand would switch from the breast my clitty* (*term I use for the external version of my genitalia) and then he tried kiss . Unfortunately, I do not kiss tricks or anyone really as I was still married but separated with plenty of other personal reasons for doing so. That thank God did not stop him later however, at that time I took the opportunity to explain a few things to him (Roses, readiness, and location issues).
I was not going to be arrested for nudity, pda, or any type of sex offence at all! So, he agreed to ride with me to a more secluded spot. It was dark and very subtle to be a concern for any suspecting good citizen so he immediately went back to sucking on my right nipple. He was more anxious and confident because I was more comfortable that he was ripping off my clothing! He actually tore my bra off which kind of upset me but I suppose he deserved to as he had given me the ease of not having to my phone bill, dinner and maybe even breakfast in terms of independently lol (he gave the roses necessary). He told take of my pants and he helped so aggressively that it was sexy being the object of his desire in the front seat of a uhaul truck on a secluded street at night.
As soon as he unwrapped he was like a fat in a candy store and immediately wrapped his sexy lips around my "clit/dick" and began sucking her. My eyes started rolling and back a bit until he blurted out something hard make out because she was swelling in his mouth which I could barely whisper "what" from the pleasure I was feeling. "Just relax and let her loose, let suck you..." he bobbed her a few more times and finished saying, "til you cum, I want you cum in my mouth." The thought of this drove wild because it was simultaneously that he had grabbed my ass cheek with his hand, in a way that allowed his thumb penetrate my asshole while his mouth was ! Miss Caramello*(*the name of my clitty) was swole like she was pumping iron and was feeling so strong she was throbbing as he slurped and down her. He knew that I would not be able resist because everytime he bobbed down his entire thumb would slide inside my asshole.
Slobber was dripping down my jewel sack down onto his thumb and gave an extremely lubricated puassy that turned him on more that he began to coax my orgasm with words in between his motions. His lips would slide slippery as he would then moan and say make that bitch slither into his throat. Or, he gave her ego boost making her gag him, until he felt that I was enjoying the skilled oral sex he was giving. He was finger fucking with his thumb while he would suck and stroke with the other til he started saying , "make that sexy chocolate clitty cum!" or "yea make her squirt" which followed a thrust inside like I was some type of ripe delicacy that would be devoured once ready.
His thumb started moving in circular motions and rimming in the ebb of the flow of his rhythm til he felt the muscles I had not felt in a long time begin twitch. He then got excited telling "yeeeeaaaaa! that's right make her squirt juices into my throat!" This began the end of the roller coaster focal point right when the cars are just over the steep of the hill and the nanosecond pause before rolling down and everyone screaming, gives that quick thought of the excitement half seconds away from happening. He pulled out his thumb that had already been tightly squeezing it so tight (still am...), and spit on his two fingers as he was stroking my clit faster and down. It felt so good when he rammed his two fingers passed the rim and started wildly sucking and finger fucking me that I started realize that he was going make climax and climax harder that I had ever known!
My nipples were hard and I was pinching them. My legs were spread open wide and his head was moving and down with his fingers rapidly going in and out of . I felt the heat slide from his hot lips onto the dick/clitty and swiftly vibrate my lower abdomen and it slid into my chest and nipples and just as he deepthroated , I began moan until it became a yelling pleasure scream. Just as he had his mouth kissing my pelvis and his two fingers stretching my hole, he increased his speed and force of both his mouth and fingers until I was trying get out of his mouth as I hadn't ever done this before. It was always doing the pleasing. Miss Caramello started squirting her cum inside his mouth sending vigorous twitches my chest and puassy wiggling uncontrollably as my cum started spewing onto from his mouth. He kept going eventually slowing down as he watched my whole body convulsing and my eyes rolling back and barely able moan before he actually stopped.
He got with a slight chuckle and told that because of the time it took, the time it was, and time he was supposed to be elsewhere that I was going to have to see him again to finish. The moment he said that he pulled out his enormous cock and I almost stopped breathing. He seen my expression and said, "yea bitch this is for you! I'm gonna get in that ass next time!" and I could do was smile and giggle. He told take him back where he'd seen and even waited as I lay in the seat like I had just been in an MMA round fight. He was such a gentleman about the whole experience that the second meeting was something I would guarantee have with him. I dropped him off and went park somewhere for the night still having epileptic like pleasure seizures the whole night thinking about how could I or would I ever be able take such a humongous cock inside , but the thought of round 2 had orgasming well into the morning!
round two happened!...but that story is for next time!
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Lying Lucky Liar
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Posted:May 7, 2019 4:05 am
Last Updated:May 7, 2019 4:23 am
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Liar, fire liar pants on fire! Here's the psychological question... Would you be more evil than the person who murdered your friend, if you knew it yet still decided to date them? Not that I'm in that type of situation 😜 yet the question was presented to me. How would a woman like me answer that let alone anyone? It is a question that tests integrity for sure, but how about knowing that your partner (or in my case the guy that doesn't seem to get that their is no possessive verbiage within our "knowing each other"/FRIENDS with bennies and possibly working towards a real relationship but don't get cock now yell at me/call me bitch/control freak spazz out on me and I've known you literally less than two months) lied to you because they may have done super spy double oh seven shit on you, yet forget who the fuck I am conclusion jump fuck shit, oblivious to the fact that timing always tells truth. So, just because I haven't called you on something you think you "caught" me doing? You forget that the arrangement details as well as, feel I was/will never have/will tell you that I fucked some one else who can keep a hard dick, while keeping it as real as a need to know upon first meeting basis position (how it should be). You think that got one second I haven't or hadn't given the play to the "setup" paranoia or spiritual eyes or whatever the hell you want to call it (women intuition)? It's funny watching how I continue to lie for your stupid ass game so that when you are so thousand percent certain that you have me pegged (anytime for all women cis or trans lol), my beautiful ass had not an inkling of compromise in her life bc stupid punk you've been lying to me since the get jump so unfortunately, I've had to make a decision... Stay chilling at without a million dollar type dealing or give some fake flake lying completely cookie cutter type of manipulative control freak liar playing what they think it's their game but in my chess board?
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Nikki Thickts Stories Of Sex pt3 USATSPT
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Posted:Apr 7, 2019 8:06 pm
Last Updated:Apr 26, 2019 12:14 pm
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So this is a quick flash forward to the present (in case anyone really cares). I havebeen a member of another wonderful sex site that is coincidentaIly more catering to/for TransWomen (still love FriendFinder-x not to be confused), however they also host "parties" that are truly exciting, safe, and discreet for transwomen. I havebeen dying to go to one of their events for close to 2 years! Well, about 4 weeks ago I finally was in attendance! Yayaaa! It was an amazing experience that opened me up *(*in more ways than one! lol)! lt started after l got closer to the bus stop and I seen a government phone stand set up and I asked about who the carrier they go through was. Well, I found out and while I was getting signed up with this phone, this cute light-skinned guy came up to the dealer guy who incidentally LOL also happened to be a dealer guy hahaha. So, this QT decides to get some stuff from the guy and basically invited Tina, hint hint, and then the next thing that I know this cute guy asks me if I would like to party with him. Well, naturally I love having fun so I said sure however oh, I had nowhere that I knew of particularly that he , I , and Tina would be able to hang . The guy starts to brainstorm a bit and decides that he would just get a hotel room for us to hang . So, we jump on the bus and head towards Street that has a few motel places that are nice enough but cheap enough to not spending arm and a leg even though she wanted to make sure that he put his leg in places LOL that sure he couldn't wait to put! The one thing that I did make sure of before we got on the bus however, was that she understood that I am a woman with the kind of vehicle AKA body AKA equipment necessary for fun for all ages hahaha! He explained that he already knew and was not only more than okay with it but was one of the reasons why he asked me to hang . So we got to the street and we were deciding on which motel to go to that might be good enough for us to play as well as not too damaging on his pockets LOL. We found one and we got in the room and we started to shower and get ready and play a little and then I realized the day was one of the days that the party that I have always wanted to go to what's happening! I told him about this party but then I realized that it was already a time of night that we only had basically 1 hour left to even go there and try to enjoy anyting of the party if at all. This stallion guy however, was so excited and horny he did not care that we would only have an hour left and said let's go to the party! I was a little trepidatious and cautious because I wasn't sure why she would be willing to spend more on an Uber and then only have maybe 30 minutes a party that usually lasts more than 2 or 3 hours which means there's tons of fun to be had yet here we are going at the very last 20 minutes LOL of The party. But she was very insistent and I wasn't really going to be competitive about it anyway so we got ready we got the Uber and we got to the party and everything was new to me let alone new to him. I had been part of the website that advertise and promotes these parties for over 2 years and had never once yet been to the party, so when I finally got there it was such an exciting and euphoric feeling that it was like a dream. Now, not going to really tell you too much because in a way I would be violating too many types of things issues and circumstances LOL if any of those are the right words to use hahaha in the first place but, I had the most fun I've ever had in my life! There is room after room of sex fantasy and desire and titillation and then I got to the one room that I had wanted to be in or at least experience one time and it's basically a room where it's all dark and if you go in that room you basically consent to anyone and everyone inside that room being able to touch bro and molest you and any and every way you would like. Well apparently the other patrons LOL of the party had been watching where I was going as though some kind of popular person or something rme but it was felt okay and so I went in the room and instead of only being groped I was groped, touched, removed or excuse me relieved of the scarse clothing I already had on and I was basically used, worked, fucked in every possible way anyone could possibly think of. And the good thing about this party is that there are no drugs, and the requirement for anyting is protection as well as consent. So obviously being in this darkroom where consent is already given just by entering LOL I was put on my back and fingered until the first one that had a hold of me was ready with the condom and he began to slide into me because obviously there's enough lube at these parties that there would never be a reason to run out haha, however as he began entering I quickly realized that my tight little barely stretched barely fucked pussy AKa puassy was not big enough for what was becoming more than just big, it was becoming huge, and more than just huge it was starting to become gigantic and I, for lack of letter words became extremely nervous that I was going to be open up like I've never been in my life! By the time, I realized how open up I was going to be I was moaning screaming not in a bad way obviously, but also trying to run off of this intense hard pole that was now LOL basically all the way up into my chest coming out my mouth hahaha damn near fucking me hard. As being fucked hard, I now since my mouth was open from the moaning was being field a second cock in my mouth wow while another was having my hand stroke. For , I was a virgin in Virgin territory getting my virgin pussy turned and for what seemed like an hour finally began to come to an end as my first got sprayed with and then that dick in my hand was removed so they could finish and I felt that squirt juice land on my chest and just as all of that was happening the gigantor cock inside began to swell and pulsate and my hips were grab tightly and thrust closer until the entire length of hiscock was damn near vibrating my lungs and I was then thrust aggressively hard against his pelvis as his began to pulsate inside and I was screaming and moaning until I could have swore like 3 minutes but it was probably more like 30 seconds LOL that his cock stop throbbing and began to soften up, and then she slid of my pussy and I was left there on the bed twitching and wiggling and catching my breath. It was already closing time but because those of us in this dark room we're not done they allow a bit of extra time for a wrap up. To my shock as well as surprise, for me my quote-unquote wrap up would actually come with another cock just as big grabbing my hips again and shoving inside me until they also came. When the lights finally came on, I was completely naked, makeup all messed up, and panties or somewhere on the floor lol and my legs were jello and my pussy hole what's throbbing and leaking . this point, just imagine reminiscent kind of euphoric pause LOL and the hosts of the party asking if I was okay and complimenting me on how much fun I had but that I needed to come the next night because that night was just a small turnout and the next night was not only going to be a big event but it would be better! OMG! LOL I would not have known what to say or even think so I nodded my head and smile. Needless to say, this is to be continued... He he he
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Nikki Thickts Stories of Sex... pt 2
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Posted:Feb 27, 2019 2:33 am
Last Updated:Mar 3, 2019 2:31 pm
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So, the train station is where I seemed to be the display of sexual fetish attention. Most of the time men will tell me that i good or that very sexy and then most proceed to inform me how big they are and how badly i need they cock in me. i usually would just make a polite gesture of appreciation and then dismiss them. This particular day the man on the bike did ride by me a bit googly eyed to the point I rolled my eye;s. Then about 5 minutes later he rides back and asks about the schedule of the buses that are supposed to come. This threw me off a little because not only do i not go with people or any men usually. I was feeling a little confident being that i was sexy enough to be desired for a head doctor earlier that night so I felt I was a big enough to handle myself. I thought that it was time to venture out a little in order to be able to make some friends. I have been quite lonely by this time so I wanted some company from an adult. The man on the bike was not that bad and also did not start immediately talking about sex to or at me. This was in hindsight the opening to what would later become a somewhat serious situation. He asked about the bus schedule and which time the 27 was coming in which i told him and left it at that. He then asked me if I was new to the area and began to ask meaningful questions that didn't seem to be super drivenby sexually charged energy... was I wrong! The conversation lasted about 30 minutes and just before the bus for me came he began to ask me if i would like to hang out. I declined at first and then he offered to party with Mary who didn't motivate me as much anymore. So, I again politely declined but foreshadowed my response with " I don't smoke with Mary so much anymore." Well, he caught the subtle hint strong enough to inform me that he also had Tina waiting at home. This is where it seems to be a little trepidatious in the sense that at this point I agreed to go with this man, and then when we got off the bus and headed towards his apartment oh, she began to say things that were more than just flattering. She started telling me that she would me whatever I wanted and that happy that I decided to come hang out with him and then he said if I was hungry that I just needed to tell him what to get and I would get something to eat. She then started telling me how beautiful I was and how she's never been with someone as beautiful as me lol which was kind of exciting but I knew better. Then he began to tell me how she would love to be able to talk to me more intimately and how beautiful I was made him feel like she would want to marry me. When he said this as soon as the words exited his mouth I got a little bit concerned because I was thrown off guard in the sense that nobody wants to marry me. But I Shrugged it off and just felt flattered by the gesture and the notion that a man wants to marry me. By the time we got to his house he told me that he wanted to marry me over four times at least and by this point she started to kind of get a little bit sexual in nature. So we entered his home and it was really nice not dirty it was clean smell nice and had a really soft couch which I walked into and got comfortable right away. Galottery to load my pipe with little bit of Tina and then we smoked he gave me some Honey whiskey and then said he had no more. At this point I felt like she lied to me already because he said he had a lot which was not a little bit that we smoked butt he decided that we needed to go get his truck in order for him to take me back home and at the same time he was wanting to get some Mary. We walk to the bus stop again and talk some more and he kept saying how cool I was and how sexy I was and it really because I've never gotten so much attention before and we made it to the bus stop. Then got off and went towards his truck and when she told me that I have to wait about me or something in which case I felt a little bit more comfortable cuz I realized that maybe he understood what kind of woman I was. In fact it made me know that he knew what kind of woman I am. We got his truck and we went back to his apartment just before that however we went to get Samaria smoke shop and that was it. At this point, we had finally made it back to his apartment and it was already almost 2 o clock and we then rolled up and smoked. To another cup of Honey whiskey for me however I noticed something on the couch or in the drink that seemed a little bit funny and it made me feel awkward. At this point he was really starting to talk sexually and wanting to kiss me and wanted to in his words fuck my pussy. I got a little nervous because I was wondering why he kept saying pussy unless he meant my ass which is my pussy obviously LOL but no pun intended hahaha my butt was what she should have been talking about fucking. But she kept saying my pussy which was beautiful and $0.01 because I am going to have my pussy and to it was a little nerve-wracking because soon he was talking about he didn't know what he would do if I was gone. This had me a little concerned because I asked what he meant by that and he said he would not know what he would do if I was dead and then I got really nervous because I did not have any more to drink as I had seen something in the cup he had already asked about that and then was talking pretty crazy. So, what was running through my head was that this guy was going to me if I did not do something or do what he said. I was nervous enough to realize the time was almost 3 and I still needed to get on the bus before I missed it if he was not going to take me home because I still had someone to take care of at home. I reminded him that I needed to go and she said that I could just stay at his home in which I told him that I could not because I was obligated to go home to take care of my little person and also she was already talking more crazier about fucking my vagina and wishing that I was not dead. I told him that is not a good way to talk to a woman and then I asked him if he was into women like me. This is where things got really weird because he acted like she did not know what I meant and then I told him that I was a trans woman in which he then became more disrespectful and started calling me a guy and I was pretty irritated and annoyed by this. So much that, when he said that I told him that she needs to not be disrespectful because just five nanoseconds prior to me telling him that he was treating me like a lady and wonderful woman etc etc. He then said that he could not fuck me now for which I told him we weren't going to fuck it anyway but at the same time I know plenty of guys who would love to fuck me and have already wanted to fuck me knowing that I am a trans woman anyway! This kind of backfired because he then realized that he did still want to fuck me and he began to stare at my thighs more and say that he wanted to kiss me and touch my thighs. I told him I do not kiss but that he would be able to touch my thighs if you would like to but then he tried to kiss me in which I pulled away and told him I told you that I do not kiss. He started to procrastinate when I asked him about taking me home and then I told him that I would go to the bus stop then since he was not ready for which she then blocks the doorway and told me that he would take me to just be patient. I was a little nervous thinking that if I left or try to fight my way out of this he would let me leave and just some how stab me in my back or something in which I got a little nervous more than usual thinking I don't know what to do because I had never been in this type of situation before. So I asked him what he wanted in order for me to like she said since I had smoked up all his stuff and drink his drink I owed him. So I was asking what he would like to do without me getting naked or having to suck on his dick. She told me that he wanted to grind on me and I thought to myself that was easy enough because when you go out to dance and girls grind on you or what not or even if a guy wants to grind it's just kind of like a lap dance something simple and then I'll be home. I had on my brand new jumpsuit with slits in the with eyes so you could see my thighs yes my thighs are thick and I was pretty cute that day but everything I was wearing was brand new, but his clothing was work clothes for working on cars and he was dirty. So, when he asked the grind I said it was okay as long as he took me home after and when she said that he would and he began to come towards me and I told him to take off his clothes because those were dirty thinking that he would put on some clean clothes. Well that backfired! Reason that backfired is because he immediately dropped his pants and it was in his boxers before I could tell him to stop and that I meant just change his clothes into some clean ones. However, end of my sentence couldn't even being developed before he was already pushing his way between my legs as I was pinned with my back on the couch and she was increasingly getting closer to crying my legs wide open. I began to panic a little and was almost about to scream when I had been trying to hold him back but he was pushing and overpowering me until I was at that point of almost screaming. I talk quickly to ask him that if I allowed him to dry hump on me with his cock slamming into my pussy if he would take home like he said. He promised that he wood take me home as he said he would but was not going to stop unless I allowed him to do this. I then agreed that as long as he promised to take me that I would not fight back. In which, I allowed myself to relax and my legs More Than Pride open so fast and spread wide open into a spread eagle position and I immediately felt the slapping of his cock up against me. He was pushing and pumping for at least minutes before I got a little restless and was wondering when he was going to finish and ask him to get up because I was tired and he told me to wait and then he tried to kiss me and I turned away and then he pinned my arms because I had been trying to push him off of me. I told him that I was tired and if she could please let me hop and ask him to just please hurry and he said he was almost done and then push my legs further back behind my head so that my ass could be more up. It was about another minutes of just straight pumping on me until he finally finished and got up. I slowly let my legs down as they were in sore pain and checks my crotch area to make sure I didn't have any juices on me. I had to wait for him to finish getting ready but then I got my stuff ready got up and as we were getting out the door he told me that he could not take me home it should only take me back to the bus stop. At this point, I was more than happy to agree that would be okay and then got a news truck and drove me to the bus stop and I was kind of left confused wondering if I was technically &&;;; or what just happened? Well, this experience definitely was new for me and got me to a point of realization that I was not necessarily girlfriend material. this however, definitely let me into an area that I didn't know I would go...
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Nikki Thickts Stories of Sex...
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Posted:Dec 22, 2018 9:59 pm
Last Updated:Dec 28, 2018 8:55 pm
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Adventures are fun, and most of the time some of us don't realize that an adventure can be found right your own back yard. Adventures dont have to be on a plane, in route to some green palm-tree filled area with waterfalls, beautiful mountain ranges or white sand beaches with clear water. One thing I know is that one big adventure that that may have helped start me on a path that led to the life that living right now, happened on the 6th of January 2018. The first thing that I have to say is that time of my life i was very new to transitioning and in my transition to the point that i did not go with anyone anywhere for any reason. I had seen way too many dark skin trans women being murdered in the news to trust a soul! It was Friday the 5th that i had to go into work and complete a graveyard shift for the company i was at. Well, one of the co-workers i met that i would then be covering the next shift for their duty had introduced me to the other person that i would be working with. It is always so ironic when i meet someone that looks at me with lustful eyes because they project it so intense that it is amazing that anybody around doesn't react in some way. So, needless to say it had been probably about 2 hours into my shift that i needed to go to the bathroom but i could not go unless i told the other worker but he could not be found for whatever reason so in that instance i was told to just look at the workbook with all the people's numbers working and just send a text then lock up our secure anything that needed to be secured and locked up. I sent the text and food what i had to do. When i got back the guy was there apologizing that he wasn't reachable. He then told me a few extra things about my job then asked if he could text me on s personal level. I smiled and said he could because after all the guy was young, pretty fine, and i didn't mind. It was just before lunch time that i received a text from him asking about if i had a man. I replied and asked the same and he said he did but didn't like her. At that point i was like telling him that he should make sure he was single if he wanted to talk with me but before i could send that text his next text asked me if i was "down". "Down for what?" he then said he would ask me in person when he finished his round and i texted back that i was sure that i was down since i was a cool bitch but i would wait till he seen me.i truly thought he was talking about smoking done weed. He came up to where i was at and i asked what he meant exactly, bc he could have meant different things. He responded with if i would be down to suck his dick. I was like "seriously?! We're at work!" But we wetter the only ones there anyway and he knew that but i asked if he had gotten this from the person i was covering for and he said no he didn't like her. "But what about your girlfriend?" He said she won't even know and started touching on himself. I then told him i didn't know if i should our would but asked to let me see his cock. He retooled that if he took it out i would have to give the blow job, to which i responded nevermind then. He started begging like come on real quick etc etc. I laughed some and said I'd have to see first. He pulled out what i had never seen in my life! It was gigantic! I told him i couldn't bc my jaw had been broken and i doubt i could even put out in my mouth. He was like you can just cover your teeth with your lips. I ibid if shook my head then said that it was only because he was fine that i would try. I sat down on this half stool and began to suck his dick. I was surprised at myself that i was in fact able to do it but then he began to push inside my mouth and i gagged.i had to stop for a bit but he complimented how well i took that and said it was ok and not to be embarrassed. I laughed like okay whatever mf...but i kept going. He made l me gag 2 more times but that 3rd time was bc he said he was going to cum so naturally i got more deep throaty and pushed myself even but then he grabbed my head and shoved his dick into my throat and began to splurge cum as i tried to get off he forced me there but the cum came out the sides of my mouth because i wouldn't swallow it. He told me how good i was and then said it was my turn to go to lunch break. I jokingly said i had already ate a big meal but was like yea it is my lunch. The rest of the shift we texted back and forth until about 2 hours before getting off for which he stopped texting claiming he was tired and then said to erase our text conversation. I wad like ok but then thought about what just happened lol i was a stupid that got played. He left work without saying bye ie anything and i dull had one more hour left, thinking to myself how i felt about it. Finally i got off and began my bus ride home. It was right when i got to the train station bus depot when the next part of my day would become that much more eventful....to be continued...
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Woman first! Transgender then sexual...
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Posted:Oct 13, 2018 5:11 pm
Last Updated:Nov 3, 2018 10:59 pm
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Hi all,
Just wanted to share some thoughts and possible progress. First I found another room but still stressing because i have 2 days to make 650 yikes!! But, ok regardless of that, there is something that would be nice to start seeing consume the rest of "straight" society. First things first...I don't speak for all trans people if any at all. I speak for me, myself, and Nikki so when I say that it means that my feelings are mine however, may still also and be necessarily the views and thoughts of other if not many transpeople. The whole society reluctantly "accepting" trans people is fairly new to only now (as there have been entire communities, cities, and societies that made up of transpeople or were treated just like they should...as human). All of us have/had parents, some of us are/will be parents, as all of us are a for/to someone, as well as some of us have /ren of our own. Please stop killing us, degrading us, and alienating us. You don't like me? FINE but I then either keep the reason to yourself but do not tell me it is because I am a transperson! Also, don't treat me like some weird frucking disease like you can't touch my hand by accident when I am handing you something! FS! Which, actually reminds me of something I got into with my two new cisgender female roommates where one viewed neutral /semi my view and the other was extreme radical conservative lol! As a transperson that hasn't yet received any surgeries there is only ONE REASON why I feel obligated to divulge the bulge lol (Nikki's new term) but basically provide privy information that I am not just a woman but a Twoman because of the e cort work I do. I say that because most people that want to spend time with me want sexual deeds and from my own experience are mostly men (cis/trans alike). I do this because there won't be a surprise per se when someone wants to play with genitalia structured on an interior fashion (vs. an exterior fashion), and I also don't want to be killed, beaten, or maimed in any way shape or form! However, for anyone that is NOT responding to my ad or got my # via friend, etc. if you are not a then I do not have any responsibility to divulge to you that I am a woman born after birth! Even in a situation where a person is looking for more (yea right lol) than sex but like a relationship for example, again until there is no opportunity to be part of this present unwrapped then I do not, will not, nor have to tell the person anything! Whether I am a twoman or cwoman, I am a woman! I have learned and done quite a bit of research about being trans/a woman/a twoman, etc. So I have done and am still doing my own research, so please do not think we as transpeople know the complete plethora of knowledge about being trans. All I know is that after waking up out of the state, I knew I couldn't be myself bc I would get beat and 2 myself is the ME I have always known and she is a girl. No I don't FEEL like a girl, I am not TRYING TO BE a woman, and (I wish the entire frontal portion of teeth could be kicked in for every asshole coward punk that says any of these) I am not A MAN TRYING TO DRESS AS A WOMAN!! MFS! And, the main reason stupid ignorant assenine people disrespect is because we are all only looked at as genitalia and specifically whether you are a penis or tits and pussy. So, fuck all you TERFs and cis women that are the problem/perpetuate the problem! Now whether, I am in a relationship with you or just meeting you...I DON'T OWE YOU ANYTHING!!! And, other than the very rights that are ALREADY protected by USA LAW, I do have to address you correctly. So, YESSS I am to be referred to as SHE, HER and any other "societistical norm" that identifies me, A WOMAN, as such. The day I am done with all my surgeries becomes a day of truth for me in one sense only, I have no past (outside of STDs) that I need to provide to you, them, they, etc. at any given point or time! NO IT IS NOTTT YOUR RIGHT to know I fully transitioned or that I am now a transsexual...NO THE FUCK IT ISN'T!! NEITHER does that base the relationship on a "lie" idiot! The Lie for many trans people is the one they must live/had to live/still live based on the idea/s of someone outside self. You do not get to pick and choose who the fuck I am! You do not get to pick and choose what gender I am (especially when I am clearly dressed in a predominately token side of society's dunce of understanding, so should be addressed right) simply because your brainwashed, simple, mind refuses to learn new information and can/will only see a talking genitalia (and probably still consider yourself just the genitalia you have been given responsibility for)! For ANY that do not like to fit within the societistical norm should be asked what they prefer. And for the punk ass idiots steady trying to argue about giving "trans people special rights" must clearly have hatred in their hearts because my dears...the LAW for rights of a human being are/have already been established into concrete law for quite some time now. You want me to address you sir/ma'am, his/hers, etc. and demand so unequivocally as arrogantly as your sense of entitlement will allow until you now have to realize (as you had to do it before anyway just never REALIZED it) that you must also respect others' wishes. Now, at this point I would say that even in my incident example earlier, there is no need for me to tell a man salivating over my breasts, hips, thighs, legs, face, etc. that I am a wbab*! This is privy information!! I ALSO HAVE THE PREROGATIVE to give information about my past to even the new sexy thing I want personally, and if a relationship starts it begins with the TRUTH that is the life I am in/LIVE NOW! Not some assholes requirement that is believed to establish their entitlement to such information AFTER THE FACT that it was given! Because had it never BEEN GIVEN nor freely provided then the TRUTH of the FACT is that the person you claim you love is either...the person you love, claim you love, know you love, etc. or,...that person isn't a person to you anyway/in the first place...they are and were and have been and for some putrid people will always be just some form of genitalia. No, we are not genitalia, that does not make me who I am. My car/vehicle (God's wonderfully made representation of HER/HIM/THEY) does not drive without a driver (the ME on the inside/who you hear and talk too). The car was given to me yes, but that's not what makes it drive and perform it is the driver and for me, myself and Nikki the driver of this expensive vehicle is a girl! Please remember that and know that some females/women have already or will meet you and be stealth because that is THEIR choice! *(*among many reasons to go stealth, non acceptance regardless, death, lynching, etc. etc.)
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Fuck Toni the Tiger!!! CornFLAKES
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Posted:Jul 29, 2018 2:14 am
Last Updated:Nov 16, 2018 5:49 pm
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I think I am going to stop being such a gullible woman. Either the same guy is pretending to be multiple men, or I am just stupid. But whats worse is like why? What the fuck is the point of telling someone that you will come through (PnP) and then not show up?! Not only not show up but ignore my text messages and calls...I even gave you my muthafukkin kik sn!?! WTF!? Does that turn men (as well as some women too) on? Is it like some kind of fetish rush to be a fucking flake??? Or, is it just me? Maybe its transwomen in general but I wouldn't be able to tell or know because I dont have any transwomen friends. It's so funny how men and even transmen apparently all do the same shit! All act the same way about some dumb shit. Why though?! What did you care to text me for and say you could or would come over because I said I can host and its not some five star hotel or something? Maybe its just comedy and that's how you get your rocks off, huh...being stood up hurts. Believe it or not (maybe I am only speaking for myself here) making a promise or commitment to a person and then breaking that promise/commitment is not only painful but its disrespect in a very nonchalant way. I keep being told how pretty I am, how sexy I am, beautiful, sweet, delicious or whatever the fuck people keep saying to me yet the opportunity to meet someone from online is pointless to me now. I don't want anymore men or women to ask me if they can come see me or if I can come see them (as they might give me the wrong address or not be there as it has already happened to me before once...drove an hour out without a phone just an address for them to not be there) because basically...fuck you! You can use your hands and toys just like I have too! I was relaxing and going to take an easy day today so I coiuld finish cleaning and washing me clothes, and guy 1 texts me RIGHT HERE FROM FriendFinder-x TOO! So, I decide to give him a shot and gave my phone number and it seemed to be going well, until an eta was promised to me. Then the eta time comes...and goes. Wow! What the hell did I do to anyone? I guess other than being a gullible stupid ass hoe I suppose I deserve it. But then ANOTHER guy who actually did that same shit as guy 1 previously to me tries to text and "make good" for HIS asshole move. He gets me all ready and excited to finally have a visitor and some fun. Had me hook, line, and sinker for...wait..what the FUCK is the dam reward for you? Knowing that the possibility of my feelings being hurt is exciting or something? I mean because really I don't fucking care but for it to keep happening is definitely hurtful. Only because I somewhat cared to see the person but what the hell is so frightening about TELLING THE TRUTH?? Just say, "look bitch i know i promised to come over but i just got off and im mad tired, ill have to take a rain check" and things could still be fine. NO you want to make sure you can feel the power (false power) of control. Well, since we are on FriendFinder-x, from here on out you WILL get the control...to send me points and watch me on cam and if that dwindles down my fans or other/etc. so be it. I will not meet anyone from this website always forever no more.
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