Hey guys. I guess that I should warn people not to enter this thread if they enjoy shooting people down and calling bullshit. It is 100% understandable if you do not believe me, but the most I can do is to ask you to take this seriously and give an honest opinion.

I confess that I was born a fully functioning man, but decided to tell my parents that I considered myself to be a woman when I was 14. I dressed as a girl and underwent various Hormone Replacement Treatments until I was 19 and was allowed a vaginoplasty. The hormone replacement medicine has given me hair, nails, skin a breasts like a woman. A certain amount of surgery has eased my transition from man to woman.

As a fully functioning woman now, I can masturbate. I am 23 and have had a vagina for 4 years. I can orgasm like normal. I have to dilate my vagina in order to keep it working.

My self esteem problems are pretty severe. Obviously having spent a lot of time being uncomfortable with the body that I am in hasn�t helped. I have a real problem with my pussy. Do you think it looks ok/normal? Would you guess I was born a man? I am really nervous about letting a guy fuck me. The only sex I have ever had was a couple of weeks ago and even then I asked him to fuck me in the ass as I was too nervous to let him put it in my pussy. Other than that I have given two other guys blowjobs. On nights out I usually make excuses about periods or not being up for it in order to stop men fucking me, but it is getting to the stage I feel I need to just go for it and let a guy fuck me.

I am pretty much only saying this because I am extremely drunk and have been having guys trying to fuck me all night long at a bar. If you guys could actually give me some confidence/tips it would be amazing. I imagine a certain level of skepticism to be involved, in which case you may air your opinion, but still try and give an answer which accepts my story as fact.

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.

I confess , I am now actively seeking to be a REAL LIFE LIVE IN KUMSLUT fuck toy sex slave pet for a man,group of men, couple, poly family, or entire farm. and who ever else they might want me to suck and fuck. I just wanna be a open ass cumslut whore for a big farm full of huge dogs, donkies, horses, and ponies... and lots of ranchers and bukkake gangbang parties. I want the most common thing I hear said to me to have something to do with what a fucking cum whore I am, or spermbank, or animal cum drinking whore. I want this all videotaped, every load, every pump, every time The plug my loose cum filled ass back up with another giant buttplug to keep it all from spilling out. I want it to be a house of men, like ten men, that all have dogs. and I want them to all with their cum and their animals cum, make me drink so much cum I have to get my tummy pumped, or maybe till I throw it up alil. I confess that I want my ass to gape wide enough that most of the time they would rather jack off into it than fuck it becuase its too loose to feel and always full of tons of different kinda of cum mixed together.

I confess that I want them after a month or two of this to make me into a beasiality porn whore, making my actual living being a huge cum filled slut all the time. making finding myself online synonymous with cum baths and huge animal dicks in my mouth ass, or both.

I confess that even though I havent been made into a full on all day every day cumslut and animal sperm bank yet, my as is already so loose that many of the guys that have fucked me lately made me use my mouth to make them cum, or didnt even bother tying to fuck me.

I confess I want to be known later in life for being one of the most renown cumsluts of whore history. I want my keepers to make me suck all their friends cocks, and have regular play dates where they make me suck more than ten dog cocks and then put me under a breeding bench with a funnel gag in, and make me drink all the horse and donkey cum man and doggie cum they can shoot from every available cock, all while wearing a giant plug inside me, making my ass as loose as my bone structure will allow, freakishly huge and gaped. I want to have to wear a plug all day everyday, I want to be called only sexual slut names, I want the amount of cum that I am forced to drink daily to almost rival the amount or water I drink. I want them to have parties where they invite tons of people over to have them watch me be fucked by stallion after stallion... and then forced in front of them all to drink whatever cum spills out of my destroyed ass before they plug it.
I want to eat so much animal and human semen that I have to start taking high hormones doses to counteract all the testosterone Im ingesting. I confess I also want them to bimbo-fie my body, making me get huge fake tits, and plastic surgery to make me look more like a mindless blowup doll that could only ever be worn by a true dirty whore. making me walk around in striper heals, always ALWAYS wearing a huge buttplug and I want all my guy to make me get a tramp stamp tattoo that read " GAPED ASS ANIMAL CUM SLUT WHORE " in nice big letters so I can hide it if my midrift shows. and constantly having the smell of cum on my breathe from just drinking as much cum as I could or was told to.

I confess, what I said is the truth, I really want to live this life, and have started looking for it. I think I might have gotten alil carried away dreaming about how much cum I'll really get, but, then again who knows. Not me I dont have to, I have to know other skills. lol

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I have a confession: I am a 23 y.o. student at ISU ("Which one?!" Aha, you'll never know!) and I looooooove shemale porn!

I've always been bi-curious, and I really like to watch lesbian porn. Usually only if I haven't had any dick in a LONG time or if I'm a bit tipsy, though. But something about shemale porn...mmmmm.

It's like the best of BOTH worlds! Sexy, curvy women, but with hard, sometimes really thick cocks! I like to watch trannies get fucked by guys and watch them suck their dicks, just like in a normal porn, but I also like watching girls get fucked by trannies, too. It's the allure of lesbian strap-on porn, but better, because it's REAL - no plastic dildo. If I ever met a passable enough shemale, I'd *totally* date her! At the very least, I want to find an older guy who would play top in recurring threesomes with a tranny. ^_^

What I would like an answer to, though (if anyone does know it), is why it seems that shemales NEVER cum a whole lot in porno. I know that if a guy has a lot of orgasms in a short period of time, he cums less and less - gotta give it time to refuel, lol - but is that what's going on with these 'girls'? Are they just so oversexed that when it comes time to film, they've got nothing left, as it were? Or do all the surgeries and hormones mess with how much cum they produce?

I'm not into biology that much, so I don't know details, but I am curious. I guess I got off on a wild tangent. I really just wanted to confess that I love looking at sexy, passable shemales and I hope to have a LTR with one some day, or at least with a guy who likes to fuck them as much as I want to! C:

Something from Dalila Di Capri's old site:
I am sorry to have taken so long to reply.

Ironically I am recovering from a surgery relating to some residual problems due the the original stabbing.

(I am doing just fine but I have to careful because my belly is still vulnerable to things.)

I was stabbed in the lower belly in what appeared to be a random attack in Los Angeles. A necklace was stolen and a 5 inch blade was left wiggling in my belly.

In a state of ignorance I pulled the blade out of my belly, which caused me to bleed profusely

In my case my small intestines were ruptured. This was not "safe knife play"

Now first of all I want to assure you that in a very real way I was frightened and not at all interested in dying. I did have this fantasy before the attack, but to me it was just a fantasy. I was not contemplating a glorious suicide or anything of the sort.

That being said I can say without a doubt that being stabbed in the lower belly is one of the most deliciously painful experiences imaginable.

It ached in a dull throbbing gnawing way, very much like the female orgasm. I felt the knife go through me in various layers: Some resistant, some soft and compliant.

I came multiple times during the experience, so much so that police saw to it that I was examined for signs fo rape (which did not occur.)

Eventually, I am guessing somewhere between 15 to 20 minutes after the stabbing I started to feel a very sharp slicing pain in my thighs. I was told later in the emergency room that this sensation is common for stabbing victims. That part of it was very unpleasant.

But the deep dull gut pain was absolutely delicious.

Now I too do NOT suggest this for anyone else. I do not want a bunch of Dalila fans to go out and stab themselves in the gut for real just because of what I am saying.

I am admitting that is is as sexy as many of you imagine so that you WONT do it, but instead will take my word for it and enjoy the fantasy without the various nagging health problems that come with it.

This attack BTW happened to me before I started my career as Dalila and has a great deal to do with why I make my films. I want to own what happened to me. I want to control it and turn it back into the purely sexual event that it was without the fear of dying in an untimely manner.

I am sure that most of my fear related to the fact that I was nowhere near being ready to die.

When I do die however, I can think of no sexier way to go than to have a knife shoved into my belly and sliced all the way up to my sternum so that my guts can ooze out of my body.

Perhaps the fates will arrange for such a thing.

In the meantime I act that fantasy out on film.

Baci a tutti

I don't like what porn movies have become. I am not talking about all the little clips and vids all over the net but the actual movies where they try to have a plot. I think porn from the mid to late 60's through early 80's are the best. The only thing new porn has going for it is bald pussies. I'll take bald over bush any day and old porn doesn't have many bald slits,unless you count the kind that will get you put in a little room with a big black man for a few years.

Old porn had better stories the acting was just as bad in most cases but the plots were better. And old porn has real people. Girls with natural bodies not these liposuctioned,saline implanted,plastic surgery addicted bimbos. And the men were real also not gym junkies with a horse cock in their pants although some were most of them just had average sized dicks and were in ok shape but not like Adonis.

Is there any woman out there in the Gloucester area in England UK, that would consider having sex with a 59 year old balding guy little chubby, is unfit and not had any kind of sex in nearly 5 years, not ugly but not so handsome,
he likes women under 5'2" petit body hair colour not important must have a shaven pussy and do Anal sex
He is clean shaven and has no std's
One problem he has a small cock only 3-4 inches long quite thick for its size, has small tight balls at times, He was a real man 7-8 long and thick, but due to a serious accident 10 years ago and several surgeries, has lost a few inches of his length,
All women he has been with since accident have had a chuckle about his size but never any complaints about way he uses it, he is good with oral and knows where all the important sensetive parts of a woman are.

THIS IS NOT A FAKE MESSAGE IT IS A GENUINE ASK, PLEASE NO IDOIOTS TIME WASTERS, ONLY GENUINE WOMEN WHO LIVE IN AREA STATED AND INTERESTED,
JUST A QUICK SIDE BAR :-
HE has a fetish for oriental ladies Thai, Chinese, Japanese, Phillipino Korean size of tits done mater needs a tight pussy and an excepting ass ,he will do his best to satisfy the woman

Hi! My confession is more like an announcement or something lol I've been hiding it from everyone I know in my real life. So here it is...

I am a BBC obsessed white Sissy faggot! I truly wish that I could meet a Black King in real life who wouldn't take no for an answer! I want him to get me spun out of my mind and force me to get dressed up in the girliest, frilliest, pink outfits while him and several of his homies watch, laugh, and film it. I'd eagerly tell my King how much it means to me to please him. I want him to numb my brain with my vices and laugh as I watch sissy hypno videos for days until my mind has turned into pink play-dough for him to shape to his liking. I'd be the most obediant servant for My King and his friends, bringing food and drinks for them before offering them my body. I would be so far gone that I'd happily obey any order they gave me, whether it was sexual or something that made them laugh at me and my sissy ways. If it pleased My King or any Black person, I would be eager and grateful to obey. I confess that it would be liberating for him to make me expose my secret life. He'd stand over me, watching, as I changed all my social media pages, posting pictures of me in my new sissy clothes and messaging my friends and family to tell them personally. He'd laugh as I then messaged each of my ex-girlfriends, telling each one that the reason we each broke up was because I had always been a faggot sissy for Black Men. I'd then explain that they deserved better and how they owed it to themselves as white girls to give BBC a try. I assured them they would never go back to white boys like myself. My whole way of life would change if all this really happened. I'd burn all my boy clothes. Take makeup classes. Excercise to make my body as slim and girly as possible. I might even get a little cosmetic surgery, to feminize even more. I'd work on getting a bigger booty and learn to twerk and give lapdances. And every conversation I had with "normal" people would get turned onto the topic of how huge BBC is, how amazing the sex is, and how happy I am being a total faggot for My Black King. I'd tell every white girl I meet that they should get Blacked, giving them My Kings phone number as well as any of his friends numbers I had. And any time I met a slim, sub-looking, white boy I'd gush girlishly about how he'd make such a pretty sissy too, not stopping until he let me do his hair and makeup while I secretly asked My King to come over to "take a look" at how pretty my new sissy-sister turned out.

I also wish that the Black New World Order was a real movement. I want a BNWO chapter house in every town in America. I'd go there every week, like church, and make myself available to them. I'd even be the most active in outreach work. Maybe even a BNWO councilor, helping guide more white people into new roles within the BNWO. Giving therapy to the white husbands and fathers, helping them find happiness as the BNWO laid claim to their wives and daughters right in front of them. I'd especially enjoy hand picking the most feminine sons, using intense hypnosis to shape their minds until they were desperate to become as girly as possible. Just like me! Lmao

Seriously though, my main confession is how much I wish that this was all possible. For the world to AT LEAST be accepting enough that nobody would even have an unkind thought upon seeing a Black King leading a white sissy boy on a leash during their shopping spree at the mall. Maybe laugh a bit as the sissy squealed in excitement before begging his King for those sparkly pink heels. Like we already smile and shake our heads when we see young couples being gushy romantics at the park. 

A Small Intro to my Philosophy of Life
Thank you for coming to my ted talk.
Yes. I try to move through life without caring about very many real things. I think that I'm very normal. I like drinking coffee, have conversations, get regular exercise. I drink heavily sometimes, but I'm trying to take radical steps to avoid this. I am a student with a part time job living peacefully.

In some Eastern ways of thought, the body and mind are seen as one entity, in so that every action is fueled by the mind at work and every thought matches the body. In these ways of thought, therefore, it's vital to find a balance of bodymind awareness.

I don't see my body as being totally at one with my mind. I see it like a place to experiment and enlighten the mind instead of working in tandem with it. I am taking hormones currently. These are slowly causing my muscles to turn to fat and my flat chest to boobs. I tell no-one this, but my finances are in quite a comfortable situation, and all the money which I save is going towards silicone implants and surgery.

I don't see these transitioning surgeries as ways of feminising myself or achieving a better relationship with how I envision myself in my mind with my body, but instead they do and will open me up to new ways of experience. For instance, in my McDonalds I'm in charge of 'filtering' every morning. This is basically a daily deep clean of the deepfryers. One of the steps involves lifting these massive grease pan tray things out from underneath the fryers and over to the sink. With all my muscles now I struggle. Yet I feel a certain amount of accomplishment at being able to carry them. But now I wonder what it will feel like to know in my heart that I need to ask someone stronger for help.

I feel very much at home in the place of being vulnerable. I enjoy walking alone at night. I like to take risks and not think about consequences. I'm not sure if this way of using the body as a canvas to paint on is a good way to live. This probably all sounds really convuluted. But I'd like to hear what other people think of this.

Is it crazy? or is it stupid and unrealistic? am I too idyllic?
Who knows