What's Wrong with Me!
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Posted:Aug 5, 2016 8:40 pm
Last Updated:Mar 1, 2017 2:25 pm
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Did you know I get a ton of traffic on my profile. My profile is in the top ten sites in southern Arizona. I always try to answer every message because I really enjoy meeting and knowing people. I have guys constantly asking for a night with me. . . and I am always eager to take relationships to the next level - face to face!
So, why am I sitting here on Friday night. . . stood up once again? My heart hurts so bad because it happens so often. I can't help thinking that there is something wrong with me. Something that makes the men I meet think that I have no feelings. Worse, something that makes men believe that I have no value!
Here's an example. Not long ago I was waiting for a man. He was over an hour late. I finally texted him and asked: Are you still coming? He answered: I'm doing my laundry. I'll be there when I'm finished. . . .
Here come the tears - because this is what I hear: Jess, there is something wrong with you. You are more worthless than a pile of dirty laundry - or a phone call.
Maybe I'll just spend the evening with a man who's never let me down: Captain Morgan.
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Good Sex Rules! ! !
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Posted:Jul 29, 2016 2:49 pm
Last Updated:Aug 21, 2016 11:15 pm
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I understand that a lot of guys surfing through tranny connections dot com are looking for girls with that little bit of extra fun in the panties. And time has taught me that most of you guys do not have a lot of experience with making love to transgender women. Now, I can't speak for all transgender girls but I can perhaps share some rules that will help you get a second toss with me:
1. I AM A WOMAN! Never complement the size of my cock. It is an instant turn-off! I don't mind you touching, licking, slurping or what have you. Never, ever say: Damn, Jess - You have a bigger cock than me! ! ! (even if I do  )
2. Do complement my femininity; appearance; my tits; my hair; my eyes; my soft skin; my hair; my eyes. . . anything but my dick! ! ! Geez!
3. Be gentle, for crying out loud! Most of you guys have not had a lot of experience handling a cock. Most of you have a tendency to be really rough! It's difficult enough for me to keep an erection because of the hormones I take - but when it feels like I just got kicked in the balls. . . well, damn near impossible!
4. Do spend some time on my nipples - the most erogenous zone on my body!
5. Stop being so obsessed about me having an ejaculation. It just puts a lot of pressure on me to do something masculine - which has the opposite effect. Totally turns me off! I'll cum when and if I am good and ready! ! !
Thank You! Looking forward to giving you some hands-on lessons
jess
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Feels Like the First Time
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Posted:May 30, 2016 12:44 am
Last Updated:Jul 29, 2016 3:00 pm
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The Casino was boring. The drinks were over-priced. Redi has a fully stocked bar in his home and some of the best rum money can buy. He knows how I love Rum & Coke & Cock! No one can make a stiff drink like he can.
As I am sipping my drink he slips in behind me, pulls my short skirt off and I can feel his stiff cock probing my ass. He pushes me down to my knees and thrusts into my mouth - but just enough to whet my appetite. He pulls me back to my feet and bends me over the bar stool and I can feel him ramming a dildo into my puss. . .faster and deeper until I thought it would burst into my mouth! He could sense me losing my legs and he began to pull out and gently helped me to the sofa where I sprawled out in exhaustion.
But he hasn't even started yet. He unbuttons my blouse and kisses my neck and breasts. Once again, I am about to burst into pieces, my body quivering. My eyes get big as he exposes his hard cock and pulls me in between his legs. I greedily take him into my mouth sucking for all I'm worth. I forget all about technique and eagerly swallow the pre-cum.
Let's take a break. . . OMG! This guy is killing me. He permits me to wrap my fingers around his cock and stroke slowly; lick my hand; stroke as we converse about the weather and the election and who knows what because my mind is fixated on his cock. I've got to have it.
Redi or not, I sink down between his legs and pump his cock into my mouth. He groans and grabs my head thrusting. He laughs as I gag. Are you okay? Yes, I mumble. Don't stop! Pumping and pumping he deposits his load at the back of my throat. I smile. I am finally satiated. He pulls me up to his chest and embraces my quivering body.
Was I alright? Yeah, you were wonderful. . . it was rather wonderful. Absolutely incredible. Feels like the very first time!
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Lonely is the Night!
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Posted:May 22, 2016 12:11 am
Last Updated:Jul 22, 2016 11:17 pm
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So, I was stood up again tonight! Can you believe it? Why did you chicken out at the last minute! I don't know what the problem is but I KNOW ITS NOT ME! ! ! ! Cause, half the guys at the bar were hitting on me like crazy but I said - Thank you, but I am waiting for someone special!
SO, I go home and drink about two or maybe three rum and cokes that are mainly rum and with some coke coloring. . . A friend answers my call for comfort and comes to check on me. And you know what? The night begins to take hold and before long we are locked in a passionate kiss. I can feel his cock throbbing under his jeans and by now I am so crazed with hurt feelings, the moon and the rum and the passion and the scent of his manhood that I am deep throating his throbbing cock. He is moaning and saying 'No, we shouldn't be doing this'. That only entices me to grab his butt and pull his cock to the back of my throat devouring his scent and his manhood. He cums in the back of my throat and I suck out every drop as he groans. Best blowjob I have ever given! We collapse in each other's arms!
Yeah. . . I hope you are reading this. Could have been you! But you left me sitting at the bar like a damn fool. Maybe the rum is still talking but I'm so tired of being stood up by toads who live in dark caves. Don't put Baby in a corner. . . cause its your loss! I'm gonna get some!
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Give Me a Bathroom Break!
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Posted:May 19, 2016 11:17 am
Last Updated:Jul 22, 2016 11:19 pm
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Can I get political for a moment? Just got home from our music tour back east. We played concerts in Oklahoma, Missouri and Texas. With all this 'bathroom' hysteria going around the Bible Belt, I have to tell you. . . I was so scared.
So here I am in Missouri back stage before the show. I am about to bust. I'm sorry! I have a bladder like everyone else and it has a finite capacity! Oh God. . . I am here in 'Conserv-a-topia'. Which restroom should I use? ? ?
So I wait until the men's room looks empty. . . I run in and quickly as I can, I sit down and - oh my God - such relief! I quickly get dressed. As I am washing my hands the door opens. A young man locks eyes with me. His eyes get big and fear comes over his face. He backs out slowly looking at the writing on the door. His fear turns to confusion as he looks at me quizzically. I can read his mind: What the hell are you doing in the MEN'S RESTROOM?
Well, I could ask myself the same question. . . I don't want to hurt anyone or make anyone uncomfortable. Please help me. . . What can you do? I don't know. Maybe ask your conservative friends and family to show me some compassion. Maybe , give me a bathroom break. Thanks everyone! I know we can get through this and by next year. . . we'll all be laughing about it!
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To My Beautiful Friends
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Posted:Dec 24, 2015 3:19 pm
Last Updated:May 29, 2016 11:28 am
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Do you have any idea what a T-girl must give up to be herself? I don’t have one friend left from my old life. My old church wants to have me publicly flogged. Most of my family won’t even speak to me or even acknowledge that I exist for I am such a terrible embarrassment to them. The isolation is so unbearable that every T-girl I know has attempted suicide – I know because I’ve been there more than once. . .
Then there are the guys that I meet here and there. A lot of them are very aroused by T-girls because a pretty T-girl is a rare commodity and by definition a very desirable sexual object. Many of these guys know about three words: “Suck it, Bitch.” And I admit that I love the attention! And (okay I admit this too) I do like making love with strong, passionate men! And I’m asking them “Can we kiss or maybe cuddle? Was I alright – Did you like that?” while they are calling a cab and showing me the door. . . And I don’t hear from them again until they have an urge and its back to – ‘Suck it, Bitch’. But there is a lot more to me than that.
Then there is that once in a while guy who is attracted to me but he wants to know me as a multi-dimensional human – he wants to be my friend! Yeah – we may be attracted to one another sexually but he is also interested in me as a fellow person. He asks me all kinds of thought provoking questions ranging from sexual energy to my music. He might even be mildly concerned about me and that makes me feel warm inside on a cold night. These wonderful people are so hard to find and I am very thankful for the good friends I have. So,
Thank you. . . (You know who you are) You are each something extra special.
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Is This Your First Rodeo?
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Posted:Nov 23, 2015 6:38 pm
Last Updated:Dec 19, 2015 8:32 am
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He was so nervous and so conflicted that he was almost paralyzed. He was a well built, handsome man who was completely straight and mildly homophobic. He looked me over from head to toe. His eyes said: beautiful woman! His head said: Oh my God. If I do this I must be gay!
Let me set your mind at ease. Let me straddle you and nuzzle your neck. Let me grind against your bulging cock. You're not sure what to do? Just treat me as you would any woman. Yes. Put your hands on my butt and pull me into your crotch. Yessssss. . . Just like that.
Now what do you want me to do? No. Don't push me down to your crotch. Tell me what you want. Mmmm. Yes. I would be happy to suck your straight manhood and let you cum in my mouth. I - a trans-girl - have aroused you. Your cock is throbbing for me. I am beautiful. I am sexy. I am desirable. I am the most erotic woman you have ever met.
You moan and you thrash and you put your load in my mouth. And our eyes lock as I swallow your sweet nectar. I can see the affection in your eyes; I can feel the relief in you loins; I can sense the conflict in your thoughts.
Panic! Am I gay now? No, Dear. You are not gay. You are still a mildly homophobic, heterosexual man who adores beautiful women. You need not change the orientation marker on your profile. All you need to do now is tell me that I was wonderful . We girls love to hear that.
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Remembrance Day
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Posted:Nov 21, 2015 1:21 pm
Last Updated:May 30, 2016 12:08 am
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November 20 is Transgender Remembrance Day - the day we remember those who have been murdered because they are transgender. We read their names; We lit candles; We cried: We agonized. It is heart wrenching to think that a man would abuse a T-girl and then strangle her with her own bra. . .
Our keynote speaker, Bamby Salcedo, reminded us that we were only reading the names of those murdered. There are thousands more who took their own lives this year. And why would they do such a thing? Its because of the looks that could kill; because of the words that stab; because of the sexual abuse we suffer at the hands of perverted men who think of us as objects rather than people; because of the isolation and the utter lack of any hope. I do not know a T-girl who has not seriously contemplated suicide. . .
But there is a bright light on the horizon. I am so encouraged by the subtle changes we have noticed in our culture. Even in my intimate encounters I have had the privilege of meeting some wonderful men - many of whom I met on this site (you know who you are!) I would like to say: Thank you for loving me; thank you for respecting me; thank you for seeing me as the beautiful person that I think I can be. Your tender love and respect is helping to heal my soul and I am grateful.
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Thank You: To the Guys Who Love Us
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Posted:Nov 11, 2015 1:57 pm
Last Updated:Dec 19, 2015 8:32 am
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Most guys have no idea what a girl goes through to prepare herself for a night out. She works very hard to make sure that her hair is right and smells nice. She prepares her body with lotions and painful waxing so she can present her man a smooth and soft experience. She applies the make-up just so and chooses just the right outfit - both outside and underneath.
A t-girl has to work twice as hard and endure so much more pain to transform from the ugly duckling to a beautiful princess. Like any other girl, she wants create an experience that her man will cherish. And then to meet her man with so much expectation only to hear him say: 'why not just stay at home tonight' is enough to make a grown woman cry!
Well, that did NOT happen to me tonight. My man proudly escorted me into town to the street fair. He held my hand. Introduced me to friends. Took me out to his favorite café. Put his arm around me told me I was beautiful and how proud he was to be next to me. He escorted me to a favorite park bench and kissed me passionately. He smiled at the passer bye's as if to say: yes. She IS beautiful and SHE IS mine!
As we walked back to his house hand in hand, I already knew that I was smitten by his tender attention and I was determined to make his t-girl fantasy come true! And when the night time turned to morning I looked into his sleepy eyes as he contentedly smiled and said 'thank you'. I laid on his chest and whispered in his ear - no. Thank YOU!
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Orienting on Orientation
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Posted:Oct 28, 2015 4:47 pm
Last Updated:May 9, 2024 2:15 am
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Therapist: What is your sexual orientation?
Yessie: Well, I have this Gender Identification thing. I'm a guy who has thought he was a girl since he was four years old. . . so I guess I like men although I have had sex with women before. I guess I'm not sure.
Therapist: You must think of Gender Identity and Sexual Orientation as two different issues completely. I encourage you to explore you sexual orientation independent of your gender orientation.
Yessie: I'll try. . .
I met a man. He was tall and dark and handsome. He treated me like his special lady. He asked if I would like to go to his home for a night cap. I sipped on rum and coke as the World Series was going into the bottom of the 12th inning. He kissed me gently as he caressed my body. I responded to his touch and he kissed me more passionately until I was shaking from head to toe. I straddled him and could feel his erection pulsing between my legs. He invited me to his bedroom where he continued to kiss me then gently guided me to his throbbing cock. He smiled at me as I took it in my mouth and could taste the pre-cum. I smiled back and began to greedily take his full length into my mouth. I was ready for him to cum when he gently pulled me off and laid me on my stomach. He massaged my ass and asked me if I was ready for him. He put on his condom and gingerly began to open me up. . . slowly at first and then more forceful. And as I responded to his breath on the back of my neck he began to thrust more forcefully and groan with pleasure. I don't know what he touched inside of me but I thought I would completely burst into flames as he pounded me with all his might. And then when I thought I could take no more he began to groan in ecstasy. Yes, Yes, Yes. . . as he burst inside of me. And then slower as he took his pleasure and finally exited. I lay in exhaustion as he brought a warm towel and cleaned me up. He laid down beside me and caressed my head on his chest until I stopped shaking.
Yessie to her therapist: I am confused about whether I am male or female; gay or straight. I don't know what terminology defines me. . . But I do know this: I am very sexually attracted to men - because I want to do that again and again and again and again ad infinitum. . .
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How to Satisfy a T-Girl
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Posted:Oct 27, 2015 8:30 am
Last Updated:Dec 19, 2015 8:34 am
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The girls and I have been working so hard through this tour. We left Arizona in mid-August and will complete the tour and return home to Arizona on November 1. Since we are currently only a four hour drive from Las Vegas, we thought a few days in 'Sin-City" might be a great way to blow off some steam and celebrate a successful west coast music tour.
And 'blow' off some steam - I did!. I met a wonderful man from Phoenix last night. He has never been with a T-girl and it was quite wonderful. Frankly, a lot of guys tell me how much they want to please me and satisfy me. . . and that is really nice. But a man's idea of satisfaction is so much different than a T-girl's. They put all this pressure on me to get a big erection and then cum. To tell you the truth, more often than not, I'd rather not get an erection and I'm not that obsessed with an ejaculation. I don't know about other T-girls but for me it s more anti-climatic than climatic.
Last night, my friend from Phoenix let me 'be the girl'. I was more interested in his junk than he was in mine. . . and that made all the difference for me. Thanks, my friend, for satisfying my soul!
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Drawing Strength from the Pacific
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Posted:Sep 15, 2015 7:58 pm
Last Updated:Sep 16, 2015 1:56 pm
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Hi everyone - Headed back to the road after a couple of days at the cold, stormy beaches of Oregon. They are not like the gentle, sunny, warm beaches of southern California. No. Not by a long shot. The water is cold and the skies are gray. The mist rolls in and out from the sea drenching the coast in a cold embrace. I look out to sea and think to myself - You remind me of myself and there is a mysterious beauty that permeates your soul. You are a pillar of strength and vulnerable at the same time. You are watching to see how everyone might react to your presence in the room. Will they stare and then turn away quickly; Will they snigger under their breath; Will they draw their closer to themselves and away from me; Will they pretend I'm not there; Or, once in a great while. . there is the gentle nod of understanding. . . and a ray of sunshine breaks through the gray sky into a huge smile followed by the tears of joy. . . Maybe its going to be alright after all.
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