Hello all, we're a SF/Bay Area couple looking for a passable Transgender woman in our area who is into women. I know my gf would like another cock but I can't bring myself to seeing another man with her. I'd like to find a clean Trans woman, with papers to prove, to have an ongoing thing. We've been together 3 years and are clean and sane. I'd also like to play with you as well, so please be into both men and women, with the main focus being you're functional and wanting/able to be with a woman. You might find my cock in your mouth or ass from time to time but it's more about you and I fucking the hell out of my gf. Message me if this sounds like something you'd be interested in so we can exchange pictires and stats. Don't even ask for compensation!

Want opinions, can a 4.5 inch cock please a women? Or should I just be a bottom for some real men? My gf says it’s enough but she also fucks her pussy with massive toys to get off. I’d make a horrible looking trans women, but thinking I could just have the surgery so I’m useful in some way?

Anyone around TX gulf coast and ok with trans women? Looking for chat, like minded friends and possible hookups

Greetings trans women of motherless,

I have an odd request. I'd like to see some pics of your lady penises covered in mustard, mayo, or ketchup. Breasts covered in it are awesome too.

Crossdressing men , and men in general, need not reply. Trans women only.

I wanna fuck don't matter if your trans gay straight bi or as women I'll fuck you location is Missouri

Anyone in or near Richmond VA dtf? I am a trans male looking for hookup. I am bi and very much into freaky sex. I love gangbangs. I don’t care about age or looks. Just want a nice fuck. Trans women and other trans men welcome also.

I'm pretty sure you perverts get contrived posts like this all the time, but here goes:

I am a serial cheater. Have been since I started dating (over 10 years). It's almost uncontrollable. When I want something, I gotta have it and I go get it. The worst is now I'm with someone who is awesome and I could spend the rest of my life with her and I don't wanna fuck this up... but I also can't just stop fucking other women and honestly: I'm afraid I couldn't fuck only one woman for the rest of my life.

Anyone else out there like this? All you women or men (or trans, or andro, or bigenders etc) -Do you also happen to keep ending up in relationships and fucking around behind someones back? What the fuck should I do?

So let me tell you about how I got to know this cougar before I start my story.

I met this awesome girl when I first moved out of my house, I was couch surfing and what not but she was the first one to get me out of my comfort zone And into my more current lifestyle of not being bound to one thing or ideal or way of life what ever. Anyway I was with her for about a year before we split up up she had a boyfriend and a girlfriend and was messing around, by the way this girl is the healthiest hippy girl there is the reason is say that is by the age of sixteen she could look at any plant and tell you what it was and what it's used were. She wouldn't let me wear a condom so she could pleasure herself and not taste the latex or live I had a pregnancy scare towards the end of our first year together but it was that time I was still young and dumb and thought hey I would love to start a family, I realized that especially when I started looking at pregnant pornstars more often and for a while just got into that and that only. Any way about two years ago we split up after the second year of us being together it was about three or four months later I heard she was pregnant with some hawaiian asshole that still fucks her over on a day to day basis. Needless to say I was livid, anyway during this time I was in contact with her mom because she live 15 minutes away and she loved me I was really nice respectful and was good with her youngest daughter.

Anyway after all this I started talking a lot with her and one night she was at a reunion got really drunk and couldn't drive home so she called her daughter my ex but still best friend, and she called me to pick her up. Any way I didn't say no cuz I had nothing better to do I went picked her and her daughter up and drive them home, me and her mom were talking and having some tea and waited for the yougest daughter to go to bed anyway once that happened we started getting closer and I started twirling finger across her skin, and she didn't do anything, I started moving closer to those places that you wouldn't normally go for she's not the greatest looking mom but she does have her own beauty she is still really young at heart she acts like a young twenty year old when I talk with her, and (just so we are clear this lady's daughter, my ex, was 16 when I first met her and she was on the street for about a year when I met her. Her mom is pushing sixty which is how old my mom is turning,.) any who I started fondling her huge tits for a bit she looked at me with a really innocent look and I instantly saw her daughter there in front of me and thought this would be an awesome future wife. I kissed her once and she was kind of hesitant but she looked at me again and grabbed me and we started making out really intense like a lot of pent up passion; I hadn't been laid in like six months her I don't know how long, any aT it was intense she was wearing this button up under shirt one piece that goes under her dress and I couldn't figure it but before I could say anything she had already unbuttoned it. I got on my knees and started eating her out like I haven't ever eaten out before it was like an all you can eat buffet after smoking a quarter ounce with your homies, she was super bushy like she hadn't shaved or even trimmed in like a year. But I'm down there for about a solid 10 minutes when she squirt right in my face all in my mouth, I drank what I caught and looked at her in her eyes and she was super embarrassed I happened to ask the right question at the time and ask her if she's ever squirt before and to my surprise she said no, 😮 what!! Anyway I kept eating her out and fingering her I started pressing on her lower abdomen and hiring that g spot made her go crazy she squirt like 5 Or 6 times by the time I got done with my foreplay she looked at me when I had decided to stop and give her a break I for some reason asked her if she was wanting what I was wanting and she started undoing my pants which was the biggest fantasy of my life to have someone undress me the way I want to undress beautiful people on a regular basis. My Vick is rock hard she leans back and spreads her legs a bit and I start teasing her clot with my cock, she was soaking wet still so every pass I mad over clitoris made her shake like she was riding a sybian, after the first few passed I went for it and put it in. The sex it self didn't last that long maybe 10 minutes but it was hot she squirt all over my cock it was like a dream come true for a pervert like me. Milf my ex gf s mom at that after she got pregnant all my aggression was reappeared by one deep load in her mom. Before I started playing with her I asked her if she wanted to do this in the shower but she said no and that shed do when she wanted to clean up after wards so after wards she got up and the couch cushion was soaking and she went to the shower and I flipped the cushion and followed her in and took a shower with her before I went home, I had such a hard time leaving, and I have an even harder time forget and reliving that night when I jerk off it always gets me off. This was probably the best pussy I have ever had, (ahhh...top three) and it is the reason that I think I have a hard time connecting with women of my age. The last time I had sex was 8 months ago and she was a bbw into bondage and stuff but it was a very open relationship but she had the same body type as my ex's mom and she had the wettest pussy I've ever fucked consecutively in a regular basis but I still thought of my ex's mom while fucking her for three four hours straight. (by the way that was the longest time I had ever lasted and not cum, she was sore and just couldn't keep going so I stoped she sucked me off and I got to throat fuck her till I came, she's a swallower by the way,

Any way that's my white night story in my gf revenge story and in till recently we still wanted to get together again and do this, the one day I guess I got hammered and sent her a dick pic and the next morning got blown up by her, which is understandable. Because getibg an interested dick pic is a very innapropriate thing to do at the very least but it's also very threatening in a way. Regardless I was super ashamed and just didn't say anything to her after that and it's been radio silence. Should I get in touch with her and appologise and make up I know I was in the wrong but I mean that's something that she'll be reminded of about me that's what I've done and and all that but I mean we've fucked so do you think she's like super posses or just upset that I sent that innapropriate photo to her at the time. Eh I've just been really interested in some of the pervs in this site and this has been go to place when I get in motherless is the post board and read a few stories to see something new or hear a story or someone's sexual encounter. I've been a motherless member for a bit till I posted some of my ex gs pictures on here full name and area code and she sound out that it was me somehow and threatens to use me or send me to jail. Anyway I freaked out shut down my account and kept anonymous for for the rest of my motherless career in solo pleasure. It was x videos for basic poem at first then I started searching around and I heard one of my good friends that I wound up us being a huge crush on had an ameture porn video with one of her friends at the time and it got out up but that was when motherless was really no restriction poem that's when beastiality was still on here and after I found this place it was my porno haven, regardless now I'm living in Santa Barbara lonely as fuck and looking for fun down for trans or buff guys with big cocks and any beautiful women I'd like to fuck a black woman and get the experience with the right booty that slaps your groin when she's riding your cock and a girl who will fill a glass that I can drink with squirt. Someone who's down to get kinky. Like I'm a bit of a closet bi but that's due to the fact that I'm just not nearly attracted to guys as much as I'm attracted to stunning dimes. Which there are a lot of in Santa Barbara. Anyway anyone want to get freaky leave a way to get in touch your name your toe whatever Skype I won't ask for the phone number of post my info on here, and if you do send me your info after I get it I'll delete the comment. Or you can delete the comment. I'm down to host or if you want to get a hotel I get discounts at any minor in hotel for a night and both of the restraint hotels are 4 stars but are the top rated hotels in the world.

There was this “lonely house wife” posting on CL, so – me being a “lonely husband” replied because I was curious. I didn’t think I had a chance in hell because as we all know responding to an ad on CL is either spam, fake or just never pans out. I emailed her, told her I was in the same boat as her and that my wife was okay with me playing around as long as I was safe about it. I really didn’t expect a reply back but I got one the next day.
The thing about hooking up with women from CL is, usually they use their real names. I’ve been with 4 women from CL, all of them used their real names. I looked her up on face book and got better images of her then what she sent me, easily done. Sure, she looked attractive, face was maybe a 5 but she was – thin, smallish boobs, likes fast cars. Obviously the husband can’t handle her needs.
We emailed back and forth, she wanted to exchange numbers for texting but I told her that was the best way to get caught. Obviously she was very new to fucking around behind her hubby’s back. She agreed and we decided to meet for coffee. We met at a small diner, nothing special. She was wearing high heels and was just a few inches shorter than me with them on (I am 6ft 2inches). We connected, she didn’t want to hear me complain about my wife and she said she wasn’t going to complain about her husband either. She just wanted “dick.” I laughed, I was fine with that. She said she had 3 kids, two in collage. With a body like hers, it didn’t even look like she ever had kids to be honest.
We went to the parking lot and started making out. She told me she wasn’t “a car type gal” and she wanted to get a room. Fuck yeah, I’m in.
“I don’t have any condoms,” I told her.
She shrugged, “I’m clean, and you’re clean too right? We went over this in emails.”
She was kind of snippy about it. So I snapped back, “good, because I hate pulling out.”
She smirked.
We ended up at a Motel 6, it was the closest motel to the diner. As soon as we were both in the room we disrobed and started oral. I’m not huge, I’m only 6.5 inches but I am thick. She took my cock like a pro in her mouth. I licked her pussy, sucked on her tits (they were fake). I saw little cut marks in the sides of them – she must have been pretty fucking flat chested I thought. She only has a small B cub, nothing big but they were perky as fuck.
“I need you in me,” she moaned. So I stuck it in her. Now, I know tight pussy and loose pussy, I’ve had both. This pussy was fucking TIGHT. It gripped my dick like a fucking vacuum chamber.
“Holy shit, you’re tight.” I said sliding in and out of her.
“Fuck me, FUCK ME HARDER.”
I was on top of her, railing her hard – I felt my nuts starting to tighten and it wouldn’t be long before I was dropping my seed in her. I wasn’t even going to ask. I was just going to do it.
Her nails dug into my back and I slammed into her harder and harder as she screamed in orgasm.
“HOLY FUCK I’M CUMMING,” I yelled as I erupted inside her. She wrapped her legs around me, embraced me with her arms and pulled me tightly against her. I could feel her milking every inch of my cock for cum. I collapsed on top of her.
“Kim, holy fuck…” I said.
I moved off of her. She wasn’t the cuddling type. She just looked at me and smiled.
“Do you want more of me?” she asked.
“Hell yeah I do! You felt perfect! You’re pussy is… holy shit, it’s the tightest pussy I’ve ever had.”
“Good, then the surgery worked!” she exclaimed.
Surgery? Huh? I just came deep inside her, my mind was not even thinking about anything rational… “surgery….”
I played with her pussy and tits a bit before leaving. We had a great time. I kissed her, she groped my cock through my pants and we left.
I emailed her later thanking her about the wonderful time and wondered when we would be able to hook up again. Then, in the back of my mind – “surgery” popped up. Holy fuck, what surgery? Did she have her pussy tightened? Good for her! But something bugged me… so, I asked what surgery she had.
“Hi,
I guess this isn’t easy to hear and I am not proud as only my husband and my family knows. I am post op trans. I had vaginoplasty surgery. I am still able to cum because they saved my dorsal nerves because of the technique they used called penile inversion. I hope you are not pissed off at me. I like you a lot.
Kim”

What do you say to that? She was totally passible as a woman! COMPLETELY. There wasn’t one moment where I was like, “hey this might be a dude!” I’m not homophobic, and I had a great time but I do wish she would have been honest up front. If she’s not honest about this shit, what else isn’t she telling me? Plus, she isn’t even being honest with her husband… If I told my wife about this, she’d laugh at me. What would you guys do? Would you still fuck her?? I haven’t written her back yet because I’m still like WTF.

Looking for other CDs, panty boys, sissies or trans women for online fun and chatting. Love to wear panties and stockings, it feels so good and makes me feel so naughty at the same time.
Alabama gulf coast near Gulf Shores

I’m a pretty hardcore gay guy. Into fisting and servicing random older daddy types.
Recently, however, I’ve been really craving to go down on some hot pussy. I did it once when I was 15 and really enjoyed it, and a couple years back I got the pleasure of munching on some meaty FTM bonus hole! We fisted each other and he squirt all over my face and hand and body. It was so fucking hot, I just tried to keep drinking it.
That’s how dedicated to doing this again. I’m absolutely down for some more trans cock, but I’m really wanting to open myself up to girls and women. Honestly, I’ll be down there for a while, so I hope you give me a couple tips and then enjoy the ride. I’m cool with chems and mood enhancers, but let’s not get too messy.
I’m very good at taking directions, I’m very polite, and I’m totally willing to offer my body up for any experiments you might want to try.
I have a great cock if you want to get fucked, but condoms are an issue. I see a dr on the reg and am currently “clean” of STIs.
Non smokers a plus.

Absolutely love sex and wanna have it every way possible!! So far only been with women and I can't get enough of pussy. Me eating it till I suck swallow and drain all of the squirt out is a big fetish!! But I've always been turned on by trans. I get so hard when I've been watching a sexy body trans with perky firm tits and a big cock!!! I love watching her taking a big dick in that tight ass making her cock swell rock hard till she cums with no hands from that ass hole being please. Or seen those Breast jiggle and bounce as she pleases and breeds a man's tight ass and throat as he sucks all cum out draining her dry!!! I'd love to experience it with a trans but a cock is still a cock no matter man or trans. And my tight lil virgin ass hole is ready to receive. craving to be please and opened up by big dick giving me that got cum deep inside me. Then draining it empty with it deep down the middle of my throat feeling the warm cum coating inside me as it drips to my stomach!!  I definitely wanna give also.. watching a tight lil ass taking my thick cock deep and hard making their dick get swell to max till finally explodes with no hand nutt. While I'm pumping their ass full of my jizz and then drain my balls empty in the back of their throat!! 

I confess I love ass fucking! Men women Trans it's all the same and I love it!!

!!!!!!!!! ATTN: WOMEN AND TRANS WOMEN !!!!!!!!!
one of my biggest fetishes is pics and vids of women doing sexy, naughty things in public places. If you are interested in sharing your pics and vids with me i would love to see them. I also have some great ideas for future pics and vids if your interested. hope to hear from you soon

I have to confess that i have become a slave for a man who caught me cheating on my husband and blackmailed me into doing as he wishes, and now i cant stop and actually crave everything he does.

It began when my husband was away for one of his work trips, hes a big time business man so we have a comfortable life and very nice houses and many luxury cars.

I come from a sports family, both my father and my brother played professional sport and my mother was a 3 time national champ and an Olympic medalist in her sport, so physical training and proper diet are second nature to me and im still in as good a shape to day at 31 as i was when 18.
I'm 5 ft 4 athletic with c cups and a very defined shapely ass and train almost every day in our home gym and have a trainer who comes twice a week to keep me focused.

My trainer is a gay guy who is in his late 40s and runs his service with his younger adopted sister, who i had never met until he had an accident that saw him laid up for a few weeks and she took over his clients for him.
When she arrived at my door i was shocked at her appearance, She was breathtaking, her face was perfect, big boobs clearly enhanced and a muscular body that most men would be happy with.

We got to training right away and she was pushing me hard but all i could do was stare at every inch of her body and for the first time in my life i was dreaming about a woman in front of me, i have always been 100% strait but this was happening right now, and i was getting wet.
She kept telling me to focus and push harder and when i stood to move the next exercise she looked at my crotch and asked if i needed to change, i looked down to see a dark wet patch on my training shorts, embarrassed and shocked i just blurted out "im sorry, im just so turned on by you i cant help it".
She just looked at me for what seamed to be the longest time before asking if i was Bi, or was my husband not taking care of me? I told her i was strait and hubby and i fucked often but she was turning me on more than anything ever before. Again another long pause before she said that a shower would do me good and that she will wait for me to finish and talk about this then.

I went to the shower immediately and was cursing myself for being so stupid and weak when i heard her voice ask if i wanted my back washed,, i almost stopped breathing before saying yes.
She stepped into the shower and took her top off revealing fantastic fake tits and a ripped washboard stomach, leaving her loose running shorts on and told me to turn around.

She began washing my back and quickly went to my ass soaping my crack as her other hand came around to my breast then sliding down to my cunt, here teasing my holes had me almost cumming, she began kissing my shoulders and neck asking me if i want more yes yes yes was all i could say before she pushed me against the glass and i felt the unmistakable feeling of a cock entering my cunt????? What what what was all i could say as she began fucking me and i began the biggest longest orgasm of my life.

As i staggered and fell down on my knees she came all over my face and chest with what felt like cup fulls of cum, it took us both some time to recover and wash the cum off, before drying off and heading to the bedroom for more, where she utterly ravaged me for hours and expertly introduced me to being fucked in the ass.

It was the greatest sex of my life and i couldn't believe she was trans as she was so beautiful, she explained that her brother had paid for extensive surgery in her late teens to help her become a woman and she promised to return the following day for more as she left me laying spent on the bed, she showered and left within minutes, as i began to get off the bed i jumped in shock at our new gardener standing outside the window with his phone pointed at me.

I ran to the bathroom in tears as i knew my husband would leave me in a heartbeat if he found out what i had done. I called him asking why the gardener was here a day early? as he explained why the gardener appeared at the doorway to the bathroom and put his finger to his lips to shush me.
I hung up the phone as he walked slowly towards me and said, "Now now little miss this will be our little secret if you play along, Ok" all i could do was nod yes as he touched my face moving the hair to the side and his other hand on my shoulder pushing me down to my knees, i soon realized why as he hung his cock in my face and told me to "Make me happy" i shook my head and began to say no as he slapped me so hard i almost blacked out, he grabbed my head by the hair from the back and spat in my face telling me that he owned me now and to suck his cock.

My head was pounding eyes watering as i took him into my mouth to suck him but i couldn't clear my mind to concentrate of sucking him properly and it only made him more frustrated, after a few mins he lifted me bent me over the vanity and drove his cock into my cunt and began fucking me like an animal, my head was hitting the mirror and knocking over everything as he stopped and withdrew from me and slowly pushed his cock into my ass and began very slowly fucking my ass telling me he was gonna make it last, in no time at all i began to feel the same pleasure i had experienced only 20 mins ago for the first time being fucked in the ass, i tried to block it out and tell myself i was being raped but it didn't help it just made it worse, i was going to cum and nothing could stop it.
He soon realized it as well and was calling me everything a whore gets called being ass fucked as i began to cum squirting all over my feet and floor and he pumped his cum into me.
He cleaned himself with a towel and kissed me telling me he would be back soon for more as he went back to the garden.

I showered and spent the rest of the day in a haze until my husband called asking about my new trainer and the gardener, my heart and soul froze as i hadn't told him about it, when i asked how he knew he said the gardener had called him and told him that he could see two women training in the gym and didn't want to be in view of them as he worked so he would return the following day to finish off that section, and that he was sorry for not going to the door before he started work, i realized then that this motherfucker was already playing his hand and my cards were still on the table..

The next morning i saw 3 missed calls on my phone and 3 texts, as i opened the texts my heart sank, 2 were from the gardener, pics of me and my trainer fucking and a text from her saying we have a problem and that she will be at my place at nine, i felt like i was going to pass out or vomit, i had no idea what was going on or how to deal with what had happened in the last 24 hours.

At nine the door rang, was my trainer and as i was letting her in i saw the gardener walking down the driveway dressed in casual clothes with a smile on his face, walked in and told us both to take a seat at the kitchen bench as he walked across to the drinks bar, returning with one of my husbands $200 bottles of white wine and 3 glasses. He poured 3 for us all in a way that wreaked of arrogance and ultimate power, placing a glass in front of us both told us to drink and to drink now because we are gonna need it.

For the next 15 mins he explained that what he had witnessed the day before and the pics and videos he had taken were enough to destroy both our lives, me being married to a well know corporate business man and from a famous sporting family, and my trainer for being an undisclosed trans who fucked me on her first day of training me. He said i now own you both and we would be safe and sound if we did what he told us to do.

We both agreed and thanked him for not going public, he then told both of us to stand and take off our clothes and we did as i think we both knew this was coming. He fucked both of us without mercy over and over for hours, he made her fist me ass he ass fucked me, i had my first DP with them both inside me, he throat fucked her so hard she threw up all over the bed then pushed my face into it as he fucked my ass and he then pissed all over both of our faces before demanding we wash him in the shower and then dry him.

Back to the kitchen he demanded, for more wine and us both being told this is what will happen every Tuesday and Friday for as long as he wants it, and if either of us fail to meet his needs he will destroy us both.
That was 7 months ago, and it has happened every week since, the dynamics have changed now and both her and i have come to love the degradation and being pushed to the limit by him, we even by him gifts and dress up for him some days. He's still my gardener but he never does it, he makes us both do it and my husband happily pays for it and the extra personal training hours because "his wife has gone through a sexual awakening and she now enjoys being fucked in the throat and ass".

I confess I have a pathetic little man clit for a cock. I often fantasize about finding a way to always keep it this size. My preference would be to completely lose the ability to become erect. I have considered a penectomy. Pain doesn’t interest me, and risk of infection doesn’t interest me, so cutting it off myself or doing the banding method just isn’t going to work. I would want to be knocked out for the removal. It would be really cool if they were able to somehow remove the middle shaft but still keep the head of my cock attached, so I could literally have a clit.

I’m not trans. I’m mostly straight/heteroflexible. Love playing with other guys and eating cum (especially out of a pussy), but I still prefer women romantically and mostly sexually. I just love eating pussy, and I’d gladly do it if I got to clean the cum out of the pussy from the nice thick cock that just bred it.

My Little Man-Clit When I’m Soft

Nebraska 182

i'm a 29 year old sub trans woman. I love older men, and women, couples, groups. anyone that is dominant, kinky, dirty. i like kinky and dirty. lets chat and figure it out
I live in the Edmonton area, can't host but can travel.

My wife has no clue that I am a cum dump submissive little femboy. I am in South Florida and always looking for men, women, trans or anyone else who just wants a submissive toy to use. No scat or extreme pain but open to everything else. I love getting pissed on, love incest roleplay and all kinds.

I am an absolute bottom.. I am lower than the fastest most desperate disgusting fuck pig on motherless.com  I worship sluts. I am forever jealous of female sexuality. I want to experience sex as a woman.I posted a pathetic Sissy cook tender ad trying to find a woman to make me he hypothetic little Sissy. Below is the post wish me luck

 I really hope this doesn't get me blocked. I just asked that you keep an open mind. Don't kink shame. I am envious of women sexually. I have an airbnb For the 12th and the 13th.I am a 100% bottom Sissy fag cuck looking for a woman to worship and help me be the best Sissy I can be.   You only live once. Experience every thing as long as it doesn't cause harm it will help you grow as a person. trans and female bottoms to the front of the line lets push eachother. Is starting at you phone better

 So do you think it'll work?

Check out my profile check out my pics and videos lots more coming this weekend.. Humiliate me use me fuck me me encourage me praise me help me be the best Sissy faggot cock I can be

Chat, friends. Open to whatever. Women, trans, sissies feel free to hit.me up. 

Trans women are women. Women are cumdumps.

I'm 40 years old and have no idea who I am sexually. I still define myself as straight, but in reality I'm a pansexual; living a lie. I'm attracted to ALL women. When I say that I include trans women. Unfortunately, I don't have the courage to be who I am, so I live in the shadows, on the margins. A normal straight guy with a girlfriend and vanilla sex.

I wish I could really explore myself. Watersports, pegging, and threesomes with older couples are things I want to experience. Unfortunately, all I have is this site.

Any trans women looking to have some fun
Must be in Arizona 
P.S You’d be my first 😉

Oregon anyone? would love to chat with any women, men, or cd trans shemale

I’ve been jacking off to trans women anyone have any good pics of videos

massas (white women and trans) hmu

I want a women or trans to suck me off tonie kansas city mo area

Hi I’m in the riverside area and I’m very horny and running around doing some errands and wanting to see if there are any women or trans women would like to make a parking lot meet up 

I was straight but a little bicurious. I ended up meeting a trans escort and instead of fucking her i sucked her off then felt compelled to spread for her!

I’ve lost all interest in fucking pussy, even though I still like women. Cock forced me to feel submissive and it’s transferred over to women too. I like women domming me, pegging me, fist fucking me etc. 

iI’m not attracted to men naturally at all but since I met some trannies and bottomed I have sucked off guys, I’ve been fucked in the ass by guys. Some have barebacked me and cum inside me. I sucked off a really old guy recently, I just love cock

Trans women message me plz

Sex with trans women is really hot. Sometimes I just need to find one any way I can. Unfortunately the opportunity doesn't arise too often. iIf I were single now I would probably look for trans woman to date on a more regular basis, but now I have to be satisfied with the occasional hookup. Anyone else feel the need to hook up with trans women sometimes?

I have a real deep confession that I need to get off my chest before I drive myself crazy. I am a young guy in my mid 20�s. I am straight and don�t consider myself bi but I find myself being attracted to shemales (that�s male to female transgender). I don�t know what the politically correct term is so I apologize if I offended any transgender women. As I said I don�t consider myself gay or bi. I�ve watched gay porn to see if I would be aroused but my attention just wandered. But when I watch shemale porn my dick is as hard as a rock especially if the Trans woman is the dominant one in the scene and is doing the fucking. I�ve been with younger women 18+ and I�ve been with older women 50+ but I just have this strong attraction to a woman who has a cock. I don�t know what it is. It�s such a strong pull that I can�t get away from it. Every time I suppress it, it gets stronger. So, I have finally come to the decision of wanting to sleep with a shemale. The only thing is I don�t know where to go about meeting someone and who would be comfortable with a casual encounter. I would just like to meet someone who would be comfortable and open to my interests. I�m not just talking about having sex but having a passionate two way encounter. In other words I wouldn�t just penetrate her but she would penetrate me too. I want to meet a Trans woman that I can make love to. I would be completely sensual and uninhibited for her. I have such an urge to do this that I tend to think about it more and more in my free time. This want has become a strong need.

So I'm in to trannies. In a big way. But I confess I think it's because I hate women. So without being gay, that's my compromise. Sorry, women & trans-women.

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I have a fantasy about meeting a pretty girl. We go out on a date and end up back at my place. Things get hot and heavy, then surprise she has a small penis. I'm surprised but things keep going.

Any trans women fantasize about passing so well that you trap a straight guy? And he's OK with it.

Anyone in the Chicago area want to get fucked by or suck a big thick cock? Down for women, trans/cd, men, couples, etc. I'm bi and horny for a fun random hookup.

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Men, woman, Trans, or anybody else: do you do things to "accidentally" expose yourself? My wife and I like to take turns showing off in public or to friends. Like I'll lay at the neighborhood pool with my legs bent so women can see my dick up my shorts. My wife will position somewhere she can record them looking and get their reactions. One she like to do is wear a bra and shirt that gap real bad when she bends over so you can see her full tits and nipples. I record guys reactions at the store. What do you all do? Any good stories?

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I'm a trans man (5 years on T, post top surgery so no tits) and one of the only things that gets me off is misogyny porn.
Lst month I posted that I had someone come onto one of my Fetlife posts and commented things like "can I ejaculate inside your wet cunt," "what if i shoot my hot load down your throat" and finally, after insulting him, "you love it, you need to be bread, god gave you a cunt for a reason" and after blocking him i realized I was turned on by what he said, and I felt so ashamed, especially with that typo. I couldn't stop thinking about it all day, I was a dripping mess. 
This made me realize something about the misogynistic porn I watch. For the longest time, I didnt quite understand why I liked it so much. It wasn't because I saw myself as superior to the women being degraded, nor did I picture myself in the women's place. However, I realized that I was subconsciously viewing my cunt as inferior. I am a man, but I am still a man with a pussy to be raped, a womb to be filled and knocked up. I realized that while I am a man, some men are still stronger, smarter, superior to others. I am still and inferior cunt to be used and filled. 

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This is the story of a spoiled teenage coed who is
forced to accompany her parents on an African safari.
She becomes separated and is kidnapped and abused by
jungle savages and other nasty sorts. There is no real
violence... aside from the rapes, non-consensual sex
and bondage, that is.

AFRICAN DRUM'S - Part 1

Kristen had whined the entire week before they
left. She had whined and sulked during the plane flight,
and was now whining, sulking, pouting, and occasionally
snarling. Going on an African safari, far from chili
dogs, pizza, MTV, and her friends, was not her idea of
a holiday.

For once, though, her parents had held firm. They
intended that this would be a good old fashioned family
holiday, and were determined to enjoy it if it killed
them, and her. No amount of whining, cajoling and beg-
ging had managed to sway them.

Thus she was now standing on the runway in a
baking heat, watching her father wave forlornly at bag-
gage handlers who zipped by as if he were invisible. It
was little wonder, what with the enormous amount of lug-
gage sitting beside him.

Kristen herself was very far from invisible to the
baggage handlers, as well as all the other bemused,
astonished and wondering Africans within sight. If she
noticed the stares, she gave not sign. She was, after
all, used to be stared at, though not in quite the same
way.

She was, as she well knew, a lovely, even stunning
young woman. Her development had started early. Even
when she was eleven years old, her physical maturity
was such that she was taken for a girl several years
older. She'd learned quickly that the men who looked at
her so closely could be manipulated in a variety of ways
to her benefit.

At eleven, that merely meant cooing and blinking
her eyes. By twelve she was wearing tight or revealing
clothes and positioning her body in such a way that
older boys and even grown men would groan and flash
carnal visual images in their minds.

By the time she'd turned thirteen, she was an
expert at manipulation, at controlling and maneuvering
men, using their weakness for her nubile teenage body
to make soft jelly of their hearts and minds, and hard
steel of their prongs.

She'd lost her cherry before entering high school,
to a handsome teacher who'd responded by changing her F
to an A. Usually she didn't have to actually sleep with
them of course. A little cooing and sultry whispers,
combined with a kiss or two sometimes did it.

For more difficult cases, she'd casually rub her-
self against them, or let them cop a feel of her boobs,
or crotch, and sometimes even jerked them off.

She'd gotten great grades in High School without
having a particularly nimble mind, or studying hard.
Others wondered about that, but as a leader of her peer
group in school, few openly questioned her methods for
academic achievement.

It was the same in college. She'd started just
this year, and had found the college professors even
more willing to come under her sway. The high school
teachers had the added worry, first of arrest, and
even after she passed the age of consent, of firing,
if caught with her.

College teachers didn't really have to worry
about that. Affairs between students and teachers
weren't unusual. They could freely make use of what
she offered in exchange for good grades, and not worry
about consequences.

Now, as she stood on the runway, clad in her
tight short shorts and her purple tank top that was
cut off just below the breasts, she was the near
perfection of a sexual creature. She didn't even have
to try and pose anymore. Any position she took could
automatically bring males organs to erection.

Her body was that of a goddess, perfect in it's
Ivory Whiteness, gleaming with health. There was not a
pimple, mole, or freckle anywhere on it. She was tall
and effortlessly graceful, her movements that of a
ballet dancer.

Her breasts were large enough to cause double
takes, but not large enough to detract from the perfect
symmetry of her shape. They were high and perfectly
round and of a firmness few young women ever achieved,
even during arousal. Her nipples were tiny pink nubs in
the exact center of each breast, which, when hard,
lengthened to an almost unnatural length, standing out
hard and ultra sensitive.

Her legs were the kind that made men run into
poles, so transfixed were they by the long gleaming
contours of her perfect thighs, shapely calves and
sweet and lovely knees.

Her ass would have won awards if such were given,
and if she had ever deigned to enter any contest. It
was the perfection other women longed for, had opera-
tions for. Not an ounce of fat, not a hint of imper-
fection marred her sweet and sumptuous buttocks. They
were more perfect in their shape when she slouched in
her sneakers than most women achieved in six inch heels
and tightly shaping pants and jeans.

Her face was the profile of delicate loveliness.
Her eyes were wide and bright, bright blue. When she
wanted, they were the eyes of an appealing child.
Within an instant they could turn sultry and wanton.

Her nose was a mere button, a little snub thing
that made the women sigh and smile. Her mouth was nar-
row and luscious, her lips full and sensuous, her teeth,
brilliant white perfection. Taken as a whole, her face
was enough to make grown men and women weep, the men
with regret, that they would never know her intimate
acquaintance, the women with amazed jealousy.

Her hair was the perfect frame for such a won-
drously sculpted visage. It was chest long and as
feathery soft and fleecy as the finest silk. At the
same time, it was luxuriously thick, cascading around
her head and splashing over her shoulders and down her
chest and back like a lustrous waterfall halted in mid-
fall.

All of these taken together drew lustful and en-
vious stares and gasps wherever she went, and contri-
buted to what was, admittedly, more than a hint of
arrogance, haughtiness and vanity. Being rich always
tended to draw people into immodesty. Being rich as well
as stunningly, dazzlingly, ravishingly, gorgeous, gave
her an ego hard to reign in, even on those odd occasions
when she tried.

Of course, her luscious silhouette and mouth
watering face were not the only reason she was drawing
stares at the moment. The main point of attraction
for the Africans was her hair, which was a bright, but
not unattractive shade of pink.

If she had been aware of the amusement, or con-
fusion her hair color was causing, she would have simply
sniffed about the crudeness and lack of sophistication
of the watchers, utterly certain that wherever in the
world she happened to be, whatever she happened to be
wearing was THE height of fashion, and that included
hair coloring and style.

She was not aware of the bewildering looks though,
since all her attention was focused on herself, and the
unhappiness and uncomfortableness she was presently
feeling. These were not things Kristen was normally
forced to contend with.

Seldom in her short life had she been refused any
pleasure, comfort or want, however fleeting or tran-
sitory. Everywhere she went she was granted boons
favors and generosity. At home, her slightest wish was
her parents most important demand. Nothing was denied
her.

Of course this went a long way to explaining her
self indulgent nature, her selfishness and vain outlook
on life. Kristen was about as spoiled as any human
being that walked the face of the earth, and as shallow
as a dried river bed.

Though she was far from stupid, an original
thought had never crossed her pretty little mind. She
followed the dictates of her social group to the
letter, her every move governed by whatever happened to
be "IN."

Now here she was sweating, SWEATING! In a sauna
that was permissible, but out in the open, in her
clothes, it was utterly intolerable.

"Dadddeeeeeeeeee," she whined. "Can't we go in-
doors where it's air-conditioned?"

"The building isn't air-conditioned sweetheart.
It's hotter than out here," he replied.

"Not air-conditioned?" She was truly amazed. In
her experience all buildings were air-conditioned. What
kind of a place was this?

"Ahhh, here comes our driver I think," her father
sighed with relief.

Kristen turned to see a boxy looking car racing
towards them in a cloud of dust. She squinted her eyes
against the sun, then put her hand over her mouth as
the thing drew up in front of them, hurling small
pebbles and dirt all around.

"You Charles Taylor?" a voice demanded.

"I am."

"Righto."

A figure jumped out of the box and moved around to
stand in front of them. Kristen looked up in disgust.
The man was in his early thirties, tall, with coarse
dark hair and weathery tanned skin, he wore a cheap
brown short sleeved shirt and dark green pants tucked
into boots, not even designer boots.

He was sort of handsome, in a rugged, cowboy type
way, with a thick, barrel chest and enormous, biceps.
His hands were big and rough from work, and his chest
hair curled out through the half open shirt. Kristen
wrinkled her nose in distaste.

"Pleased ta meet yah." The man said, holding out
his big hand at Taylor. "I'm Joe Steel."

"How do you do?" Charles said, shaking hands.
"This is my wife Lucy..."

"Charmed." Lucy said, waving her hand back and
forth in front of her face to stir a little breeze.

"And my daughter Kristen."

"Hi there Kris." he grinned, his eyes sliding
quickly and appreciatively up and down her body.

"Kristen." she said, stiffly, glaring in reproach.

It didn't do to let the help become to chummy to
begin with, and nobody dared call her Kris.

With no further delay Joe had begun hefting their
bags one and two at a time, and tossing them into the
rear of the "Rover" as he called it. He showed not
even a hint of effort at the heavy bags and was quickly
done, whereupon he jumped into the drivers seat to
await them.

Charles held open the rear door and Lucy and
Kristen carefully stepped in.

"Don't you have air-conditioning?" she complained.

"You're joking?" He laughed. "Air-conditioning!
What a laugh!" He then proceeded to laugh, long and
hard, before stomping on the gas pedal. The three pas-
sengers were thrown back against the weakly padded
seats as the Rover bumped and bounced across the dirt
field and out through the airport gate.

In a short length of time, they were driving
through an incredibly dirty and tacky looking excuse for
a city, with hordes of Black people wandering around
aimlessly and shrieking in some ugly foreign language
that Kristen knew wasn't French or Italian, the only
two acceptable languages other than English.

"How far is the hotel?" She grumbled.

"Hotel? We ain't goin' to no hotel, gorgeous.
We're heading right for the jungle. We'll pick up the
rest of the gear in Bankoland, then head inland."

"You mean we'll be traveling in this?!" she de-
manded in astonishment.

"That's it beautiful."

"But... but... but... we CAN'T travel in this!"
she exclaimed.

He looked back at her in irritation. "And just
what's wrong with this? This is a helluva fine machine,
girl. It'll take you through damn near anything without
stalling."

"How long do we have to be riding around in this
thing?" She demanded.

"This is your ride for the duration, Princess." he
grinned.

"Daddeeeeeeee!"

"Now look, precious, we could hardly travel in a
Rolls in the middle of the jungle," he tried to placate
her.

"Couldn't you get something that was at least air-
conditioned!?"

"You'll never get acclimatized with air-condition-
ing pinky." Joe grinned.

"What?"

"He means you won't get used to the heat,
darling."

"I don't want to get used to the heat!" she stamp-
ed her foot on the floor.

"You ain't got no choice there, pinky."

"Don't call me that!" she demanded, furiously.

He laughed, which did nothing to cool her temper.
She folded her arms tightly, despite the heat, and sank
back in her corner of the seat, determined to sulk un-
til she was back home again. The Rover continued to
bounce along until they reached a small village outside
town.

There they stopped. There was six other four wheel
drive vehicles there waiting. Joe looked at them in
disbelief. "What in hell?" He jumped out and went to
the waiting native drivers, chatting furiously.

"You told me to find everything on the list and
bring it here with drivers." The man in charge said,
shrugging.

"What in hell was on the friggin list?!" Joe de-
manded. He poked his nose inside the rovers and jeeps,
his face growing more and more incredulous.

Finally he came over to stand in front of Charles.

"Are you nuts?" he demanded.

"Excuse me?"

"What in hell is all this junk? You got furniture
here, fer chrissake!"

"Yes, a few tables and chairs, and cots."

"Tables and chairs!"

"I suppose you've never sat in a chair or at a
table." Kristen sniffed, disdainfully. Joe glared at
her, then turned back to Taylor. "You have any idea
what this is costing you?"

"Of course I know." Charles said with dignity.

"How about how long it's gonna take us to pack up
and set down?"

"I'm sure they'll manage."

Joe closed his eyes and counted to ten.

"It's your funeral," he said before finally,
stomping over to the other drivers.

"Really." Lucy said. "Couldn't you have found a
better guide, Charles?"

"He is supposed to be the best, my dear."

"He smells badly." Kristen sulked.

"I dare say we'll all smell badly soon." Her
father said, altogether too happily. Both women looked
at him in disgust.

They bounced down dirt roads for several more
hours, with the other cars riding along behind. They
left the road then, going through the jungle on even
more bouncy trails. Just when she was certain she
couldn't take another minute, they stopped in a small
clearing by a river.

"All right. We're here." Joe said in obvious re-
lief. He almost dove out of the rover, moving as far
away from Kristen as he could get. Never had he had to
bear such a constant unending barrage of whining com-
plaints, and snotty comments.

If she had known the fantasies he'd used to try
and block her out for most of the afternoon, Kristen
would have been outraged. In truth, they weren't all
that different from most men's fantasies about her,
except for being considerably more violent.

The dozen natives proceeded to set up the camp,
which included two large tents, each ten feet by twelve
feet and tall enough for a tall man to stand. Inside
each they carried a large round plastic bathtub, which
they set up in a curtained corner, along with the
portable toilets.

They attached round curtain rods to the tubs, then
put on the curtains. A pipe with a shower nozzle on the
top was put into place, and a generator to power the
pumps, along with other gear, was started up. One large
vehicle was entirely filled with big drums of water,
which were rolled over and attached to the pumps.

Joe sat on the front bumper of his Rover and
watched in stunned amazement as the tubs, along with
tables, chairs, benches and cots were all unloaded and
brought into the tents. Each time Kristen saw him, she
turned up her nose and sniffed in disdain. Joe imagined
what a good sturdy leather belt would do to her round
little behind.

The Taylors wandered around, enjoying the scenery,
what there was of it no further than a dozen yards from
the camp at least. Kristen accompanied her parents,
shrugging and sniffing at everything they pointed out.

He's got a big campfire going, for the atmosphere,
Charles had said, since of course they'd brought por-
table propane stoves and lanterns for heat and light.
The fire drew the only appreciative statement from
Kristen Joe had heard all day. She'd allowed that it
was "OK."

Soon after things were installed, the Taylors all
retired to their tents and the pumps started up. Joe's
mind filled with the image of the pink haired girl
having a shower and despite his irritation at her,
found his loins stirring.

Normally he wouldn't have dreamed of it, but the
little bitch had been such a snotty little thing that
he almost felt she owed him one, a look that is.

With nobody in sight, he unzipped the tent and
poked his head inside, then walked in, poking his head
out to be sure nobody had seen him. He moved across
the room to the little curtained alcove, then looked
inside.

The curtain that ran around the tub was in place
and water pattered off it weakly. The pumps were only
as good as the power source which had to be small
enough to cart around. Still, a good spray of water
enveloped the girl as she stood under it.

The plastic curtain was solid, and only her shadow
showed through. Not a man to hesitate, Joe wandered
across the few feet that separated it from him and
pulled it aside slightly.

Her back was to him, and what a back! Despite his
many experiences with women he had to swallow a sigh of
appreciation. He shook his head as his eyes beheld her
beautifully proportioned body, the lovely round swells
of her buttocks and magnificent legs.

She turned and he let the curtains fall. Then
opened them a crack. Her head was tilted back and her
hands were rubbing shampoo through her long hair. He
closed his eyes for a second, then opened them again.
No, he hadn't been imagining.

"Good Christ!" he murmured, his voice easily
covered by the sound of splashing water. What a body!
His eyes lingered over her upturned breasts, looking
even more golden and perfect as she unconsciously
thrust her chest up and out.

Her belly was smooth and flat and looked like the
softest thing on earth. Her damp pubic hair, she was a
blonde, he saw, barely covered her dark little slit as
she stood with legs slightly apart.

The water trickled off her gleaming wet skin,
giving her a slick, oily look that set his heart pound-
ing and his cock pulsing. It was all he could do to
keep from jumping in and screwing her right then and
there.

Luckily, he was a strong man mentally as well as
physically. He backed away and stumbled out of the tent
his eyes wide and dazed. No matter her personality
flaws, he was going to have the little bitch if it was
the last thing he did!

He set out to please her as soon as she returned
from her shower. His attempts to curry favor and amuse
her failed dismally however. She was used to men trying
to charm and please her and was in no mood for it. Be-
sides, he was as far from her type as it was possible
to get without actually being ugly.

His smile became strained over the course of the
evening, as his most gallant, courteous and congenial
attempts to strike up friendship, or even a conversa-
tion, failed dismally, shot down by snotty remarks,
arrogant condescension and rude and brusque dismissals.

He was in a foul mood when he went to sleep that
night. It didn't get any better the next day, as she
repeated her whining and complaining to such an extent
he was reduced to angry growls and snarls himself. When
she haughtily summoned him to her tent that evening, he
was in no mood to be pleasant.

Her constant sniveling had driven him to tear into
his stash of brandy far sooner than normal, and he was
ready to bite somebody's head off. None would be better
than hers.

Kristen was wearing a light white designer shirt,
that, because of the heat, she'd completely unbuttoned
and then tied together below her braless breasts.

That her magnificent orbs were thus encased in two
tight sacks that became translucent as she sweated, did
not apparently occur to her, and if it had, she
wouldn't have cared. Tormenting men, even ones she dis-
liked was commonplace to her.

Her shorts were the kind of baggy, multi colored
things currently in vogue in California, and looked
preposterous here, but again, that didn't occur to her.

"What is it?" He almost snarled after pushing
through her tent flap.

"This thing doesn't work." she complained, point-
ing at the shower.

"So what do you want me to do about it?" She look-
ed at him like he was exceedingly stupid.

"Fix it." She said, pronouncing each word careful-
ly as she stared at him.

"It ain't my shower." He glared.

"You were hired by my father..."

"To guide you through the jungle. You want a
plumber go and find one."

"How dare you!?" she glared in outrage.

"Oh stuff a sock in it." he snapped.

"When I tell my Daddy..."

"You can tell Daddy whatever the bleeding hell you
want you silly little cunt. I'm tired of listening to
your whining and bitching and complaining!" He moved
right in front of her, staring down angrily from inches
away. She backed up in consternation, but he kept mov-
ing forward until she was backed against a table.

He jammed his face right up against hers. "Your
shit don't stink! Do it?"

Kristen's eyes and mouth opened in amazement. No-
body, but nobody had ever talked to her like this
before.

"I... I... I..."

"Oh can it! I'm sick of listening to your whining
voice!" He shoved his face even closer, forcing her to
bend backwards across the table.

"You are the snottiest little ice maiden I've ever
seen in my life! You and your Goddam bathtubs and God-
dam CD player and your Goddam pink hair! What kind of a
crazy wears pink hair anyway!?

"It... it's the latest s... style." she stuttered.

"Style! Ha! " He backed up slightly, his eyes
glaring as he looked her up and down. "And your
clothes. You wave your little ass around and show off
your fat titties and then look down your nose at anyone
that takes notice!"

He poked his nose in her face again, forcing her
back. "What you really need is a hard belt across your
dainty little rear end! Or better yet a good hard cock
up your tight, cold little hole!"

Kristen gasped in shock, her skin flushing red in
embarrassment and outrage.

"I bet for all your showin' off your still a
stinking virgin!" he snarled.

"I... I am not!" she whined.

"Bullshit! I can't imagine you letting any man
between those legs of yours!" He reached his hand down
and cupped her left breast through the sweaty
blouse. "The only one that's ever touched these are
you!" He sneered, again putting his face right up
against hers.

Kristen was now terrified. She was in a situation
she'd never faced in her life. Someone didn't like her!
Someone was being mean to her, yelling at her and call-
ing her names. She didn't know how to deal with it and
gaped at him in shock, not even trying to slap his hand
away from her hot, sweaty breast.

"What about it, little Miss Ice Queen?" he smirked.

"Or are you a lesbo? That wouldn't surprise me. A
man hating little homo!"

"A... am not!" she whimpered.

"Yeah?" He curled his lip into a sneer, then
abruptly, jammed his big hand down the front of her
shorts. The button tore off, popping across the tent
as his hand forced into the thin garment. Kristen
gasped again, her eyes staring down in shock.

Joe's hand slid right under her panties and cupped
her bare flesh, squeezing up against her pussy mound.
His eyes continued to stare into hers and as she looked
up, she felt held there, her own eyes unable to pull
away as his fingers began to rub up and down over her
cunt.

End Of Part 1

Anybody live south of Houston who would be up for some public fun? We could meet beforehand during the day. If we weee a good match, I know of some good out of the way spots to have our fun. My kinks include dressing up in bra and panties, all things anal, and obviously public fun.

Women or trans women on hormones or post surgery preferred

Hi, I’m looking for a female friend of any legal age ( prefer over 40) , interested in online fun if we live too far apart or hookup in person if we are close to each other. Discretion is a must , must be clean and disease free if we meet up. Prefer women with meat on there bones and nice size to big tits. Looking for sex chat, possibly role playing, picture swapping, and pretty much anything fun. Definitely not interested in any men, trans, or gay. I’m retired so home pretty much all the time bored.