We have since held hands, kissed and made out on a number of occasions. I have felt her penis through her clothes on a few occasions, both erect and flaccid.
Topping isn’t really my thing, but I had a narrow window of opportunity to enjoy being a commodity fetish and I wanted to make the most of it.
Feeling sexy and desired just by being honest about myself was really gratifying, especially after hating my body for so many years.
We had a class together.is fresh from the great country of Brazil and didn't speak English too well so I offered to help out.
An absolutely gorgeous girl with a great figure and (go figure) big big booty.
Last year was a hectic one, recovering from gender confirmation surgery (while writing a show about it), running a theatre company, getting on the scene as a trans actress…
So much of my energy was spent working on and talking about becoming a woman in the world that I spent very little time actually being one.
For the past few months I have been dating a very lovely transgender woman.
I'm not the kind of guy who chases those types or sees himself with them, it just kind of happened.
Year one is over, and I’m ready to get out there and take my new self for a spin. I’d been relatively celibate for a while, my last few years posing as a gay man stunted by the knowledge that whatever sex appeal I could generate was really just false advertising.