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loving-t-gal · 4 months

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I am thinking about a writing project that I have in mind, and here is a sample of what it would look like. DM if you have any suggestions or questions about what I am planning.

SAMPLE IS BELOW:

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As I lay relaxing on the sofa in the living room still dolled up from the office and watching some really hot trans flicks, trying to forget about the stressors of the day that just went on today. I have a shorter commute to work than my husband does, so I have a little bit more decompression time before Daddy arrives and needs to be tended to.

The movie that has my rapt attention is named “Candi Kisses gets her Wedding Bells rung”, and it is most definitely putting me in a particular needy type of a mood. Watching a cis girl seduce the Bride-to-be and trying to convince her to not get married because her husband will never be able to please her sexually like she does along with the extremely hot love play keeps me from getting into the shower and getting dressed for when Daddy finally gets home.

Because I have seen this particular flick about 20 times already, my mind starts to wander. I think about our marriage and our romps in the bedroom. My mind turns to happily married women, whether they are cis gendered, trans, or any other variety. I wonder if they get to learn early enough many of the skills that are absolutely critical for maintaining domestic bliss.

Some of the things that I was taught by the significant female teachers in my life were almost too simplistic. Things such as: “keep your significant other's stomach full and their balls empty”, “Dress up for Daddy, even if it's not date night”, stuff like that. It demonstrates my gratitude for having a husband that helps take care of the home. As my daydreaming continues, I realize that it’s getting late, and Daddy is going to be home soon. I rush off to the bedroom and start to set out this evening's attire.

Purple is the color for the evening, a purple sequin dress along with a matching foundation along with stockings. Even the Christian Louboutin Vampanodos have matching color back bows and ribbons. As I see myself and what I am wearing for Daddy this evening as I am getting bedded down, I roll over on my stomach and I present my ample ass to Daddy with my legs and heels on the bed with their ribbons and bows because of my legs being splayed and spread ready for love. I cross my hands on the pillow in front of me as I wiggle my ass at Daddy with those pleading glimpses, longing for that burning desire to overwhelm us both. A quiver of desire ripples through my soul.

My husband always expects me to be in panties, nylons a garter, bra and heels, otherwise I can count on getting a spanking for being a naughty little girl. While I occasionally enjoy a little masochistic love play, I generally tend to honor Daddy's rules and dress appropriately and ladylike. I also enjoy taking a short shower to wash off the sweat and objectionable odors from the days’ necessary toilet trips and other functions. I like to smell and taste like my namesake indicates, “Candi”.

As I step out of the shower, drying off and lotioning my feet and putting on perfume and makeup. I prepare to don the evenings wardrobe of purple lingerie and heels as I feel my Clit Gock sliding around inside her cage. Flavia alternately throbbing to get out and then surrendering by shrinking back into prim and proper submissiveness, leaving me to try and wipe pretty sissy cummies with tissues and repeatedly washing Her and Her cage in the wash basin to keep her fresh and perfumed for Daddy.

Flavia Gigi Darling has been locked up in solitary confinement for 60 days now, living within the confines of her chastity cage and getting her exercise any way she is able to. Daddy has the key and will only let Flavia out when he permits her to. At times Flavia embraces the exhilarating feeling of bouncing around freely inside her cage that comes from being caged for such a long time.

As I continue to get dressed, my mind is obsessed with poor Flavia’s plight. If some stimulus contact has made her excited, she sometimes feels the aftereffects of precum oozing out and making really pretty stickies inside of my panties. I notice this as I am out and about walking to and fro, wondering if anyone else around me is wise to the horrible prison sentence being served by one of the most out of control Clit Gocks named Flavia Gigi Darling...

My daydreaming lingers on the previous evening. I think about Daddy and the mood he was in.

As I fell asleep, hands wrapped around my chastity cage, my fingers are constantly probing, stroking and jiggling desperately trying to make intimate contact with the sweet love starved prisoner within. Finally, I locate a spot on the cage where if I press it just the right way, I can at least hit some of the nerves on Flavia's Glans. As I feverishly stroke, my fingers are constantly pressing into Flavia's testicles and She starts reacting with those old familiar pre orgasmic pleas, the ones that turn my entire body into a wanton writhing wreck, almost amusing to observe.

I feel the small familiar tensions beginning to build within, my brain disengaged as the sweet chemical effects of pre orgasmic bliss kicks in. Dopamine rushing through my feminine body. Instinctively curling up under the sheets I am savoring every second and sensation that goes with a love deprived Clit Gock. I engage in behavior and thought patterns which if they were brought out into public view would be absolutely considered totally unladylike and humiliating.

However, the chemical effects raging through my body have me licking my pillow feverishly, my husband taking the full force of a trans woman with her passions unbridled. My lover is taking me while my Clit Gock is in chastity, refusing to let Flavia free for even 15 minutes of freedom.

I push my buttocks towards him, my hand clasping his as I pleadingly gaze at him, begging him not to stop this incredible journey we are taking. “Oh Lord, Mmmmm... Ohhh!!”, my moaning is both titillating and amusing my lover simultaneously, encouraging him to keep woman fucking me with long, lingering strokes. My sissygasms are petite orgasms and only allow Flavia to drool pre cummies onto the satin bedding as Daddy's balls slap against my ass cheeks.

I feel grateful for being small, having my husband embracing me in his arms and wrapping his legs around me. With globes of breast and buttock, I have the ability to comfort this beautiful creature in my bed. I reach between our legs and gently clutch his by now firm balls, sweetly encouraging them to empty inside me. I quietly coo out "Give it to me! Mmmmm..." while my mouth is seeking his, my tongue licks and tastes everywhere it touches. Finally, our mouths meet, my head buried in his chest as I lovingly kiss him and make primitive feminine moans that I save only for his ears to hear. The sounds of submissive, eager and tender surrender urge him towards his inevitable climax.

I know that Daddy is really close now, as he clutches me and wraps me tightly and clings to me. His swollen member aching to release his seed deep within my innards. I clamp down as hard as I can, clinching onto his cock refusing to let him go. I start talking him home, with sweet pillow language only he understands. One final gentle thrust, eyes clamped shut like he was experiencing the worst pain in his life, and then moaning and release!

The spurts come in waves as he freezes in the bliss. His cock contracting with each spurt of seed that gets pumped into me. I cling tightly to him, not wanting the feeling to end. Before I realize it, his grip on me has softened and he lies there motionless, unable to move or think coherently.

The look on his face says it all, total satisfaction. I have succeeded in totally pleasing Daddy again today! I curl up in his arms, letting his hot, sticky spend ooze from me and into my lingerie and onto the sheets. They will be put into the laundry tomorrow morning after Daddy is through with using my body for his pleasure. I am here for my baby and to take care of what he needs right now, that is what I was created for as I think to myself - Daddy’s pleasure.

Really wanting to have a successful Transexual marriage, I really put forth an extra effort to be everything that my husband expects me to be - especially in bed. During my daydreaming, my thoughts turn to when how and when we first met. It was a normal day at the gym, I was wrapping up my usual routine of using the machines and doing some cardio, and then off to the sauna and then shower to freshen up. It was 11:00 pm and the gym is empty, slow and closes at 12:00 am. There would be no one else in the locker room for the rest of the evening.

Well, apparently, I unwittingly caught the attention of my admirer which I didn't realize yet. I went to a toilet stall, and there he was, buck naked and his entire front on display for me to gaze upon. I tried acting nonchalantly as I blushed a little bit and scurried past him to get to the showers. I really don't like having sweat, urine and dirty poo smears on me.

So there I am, rubbing shampoo and conditioner into my scalp and my admirer just can't take his eyes off of me. I thought nothing about it, as I reached for my shaver and really started going after any stubble appearing anywhere on my smooth silky body except for a tiny little patch in the shape of a triangle just above my Clit Gock.

I really went after that section of my nether regions as I lathered up stroked with the shaving razor and rinsed. I did this about 10 times making sure that zero unwanted hair remained. I ALWAYS want to be date-night-ready at all times. I was taught to be a proper little lady deep down inside, and that includes not having a hairy crotch.

He approaches me in the shower and asks if he can wash my back, a small smile playing across his lips. I hand him the shower pouf and he gently rubs me down. My Clit Gock betraying my signals of getting aroused uncontrollably at his touch. As I turn to face him, he approvingly looks me up and down, searching my face for some type of sign to continue.

I rinse my hair out raising my arms into the air as I shave my underarms, sort of a pseudo sign of sweet surrender. His hands make their way across my chest and down my belly. His confidence growing as I do not protest to this, his hands wandering off of my back and to other areas of my now soaped up and silky-smooth body. I really don’t put up much objection or fuss to these hands roaming over my body, although I think that I am not exactly behaving very ladylike. My Clit Gock becomes swollen and aroused, belying my attempts to be shy and demure.

I soak in the warmth and heat from the shower spraying over us, as I quietly stifle a moan as it escapes my throat. Taking that as a cue, my lover gently grasps my Clit, very gently rubbing it and then abandoning it. Leaving me literally wet and frustrated, I don’t want the rubbing to stop although I won’t admit it. I stare at him as his washing continues down my body, across my hips and down my thighs. Taking his sweet time, he continues down the rest of my legs washing and soaping every inch of my smooth hairless body.

Instinctively he kneels in front of me in the group shower, becoming intimately introduced to my Clit Gock. Staring it down face to face, I am partially aroused and needing more than just a quick wash and rub a dub dub... Without realizing it, I begin to thrust my hips at his face and tilting my pelvis attempting to keep my Clit in his face. He looks up at me with a slight grin, which agitates me to no end. I need what he has, and I don’t want to openly admit it. Finally, he takes me into his mouth, eagerly tending to what I want and need to have.

I am so worked up that it doesn’t take very long for him to bring me to a quick climax. I let out a little cry and I start to lose my balance from the waves of pleasure that overtake me. Staggering, I have to hold onto his shoulders for dear life to steady myself otherwise I would be laid out on the shower floor. Gently he holds me, tenderly allowing me to enjoy the release that I am so desperate to experience.

After I have enjoyed the last spasms of my climax, I invite my lover to follow me to the locker room gently leading him by his penis as I lead him to the benches. Being so grateful for being blown so tenderly, I am on a mission to reciprocate this loving act.

I take him in my hands, and I am mesmerized by the smoothness of his member. Not terribly long, but his cock had girth and was thick and cut, with nice balls that were shaved clean. I wanted to taste him, his essence, his seed.

I couldn’t wait to take him in my mouth and let this beautiful man throat fuck me. Here was a chance to change my up to now sexless love life. I want this, I want this man’s cock in my mouth. I need the taste of male baby batter on my tongue. I wanted to make this as memorable as possible, so I brought out every feminine cock sucking trick in my toolbox to use in taking this man over the edge.

As I take one hand and rub from one nipple to the other, my other hand is reaching around to his ass and grabbing his cheeks pulling him into my face. I urge him to fuck my face, stroke yourself relentlessly in my throat and my mouth. I taste precum oozing and know that he’s close.

I switch from his shaft to gently suckling on his beautiful ball sack. My head is between his legs, and I am getting seriously dizzy as I suck away on his sweet male essence. They warm up in my mouth and start to mush together, I know this is going to happen from so many discussions about cock sucking that I have had with other women over the years.

His precum is really oozing out now, as his moans and breathing become even more vocal. His response is egging me on, I am really enjoying the effect of what I am doing is having on him. I gaze into his eyes as he stares down at me, almost begging me not to stop.

Such a sweet and polite lover, my eyes flutter closed as he lets out one long drawn-out moan as he tells me that he’s ready to blow. I pull off for a second and tell him “come on honey” as his cock pumps his spend into my mouth. My swallows and gulps are synchronized with his cock’s contractions. I keep him firmly in my mouth ever so gently swirling my tongue around his head, making sure all of his seed is in my mouth. A little cum escapes my mouth and drools down my cheek and chin, my tongue snakes out to scoop it up along with my fingers.

Being that it’s now 10 minutes to closing at the gym, we realize that we need to continue our meeting outside of the locker room. We agreed to meetup at a nearby 24-hour diner for a quick cup of coffee to exchange phone numbers and continue our “conversation” that we had started. This was the beginning of our marriage and of a love affair that continues to this day.

My husband always treats me like a lady, with respect and affectionate love. I am so lucky, I think to myself, to have been taken a prisoner of love the way that I am. I am always on the lookout for ways to improve our bedroom romps and experiences.

I remembered reading some articles in Cosmopolitan about the fantasies that your husband is reluctant to tell you about. I love my husband and I enjoy bringing him complete satisfaction and bliss. I think that I am going to try and open him up about his sexual fantasies by telling him about one of mine. My fantasy is to get 3 or 4 different males in our bed alternately taking turns getting their release inside of me. I can't pick them out, only Daddy gets to approve of who can participate in the fun.

Part of me is a little scared though, because I don't want Daddy to think that I am insatiable or that he's not enough for me. I just love men and I really get off on sucking cock. I want a video of me wandering around in a dick forest, my face about to be covered in jizz, making pretty smears on my makeup and mascara. As I think about the details, that familiar feminine itch begins in my nether regions as my hands delicately try to scratch away the irritation.

To be continued...

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