Date: Thu, 8 Dec 2011 20:39:16 -0800 (PST)
From: Victoria <missvictoria6969@yahoo.com>
Subject: Victoria's Daddies

Many of you know me as an author, with my current serial Todd's Bitch
raging.  I have written many more of course, all dealing with hapless
trannies submitting to masculine men.  But I am a tranny in real life
myself, not as depraved as my characters may act certainly, but this true
story of my own life provides interesting contrasts I think to what we
sissies want, and need from men.  They also may provide insight into my
characters and story lines for my many fans.

As I explore the depths of my own submission, as well as my primal needs, I
present this contrast between two prominent men in my life and what I get
from the relationships.  Interestingly, both are bikers, the only two I've
ever experienced, and consider themselves straight.  They are both men in
their forties, and live with genetic women...women who don;t seem to give
them what they desire.

Before I go any further let me share with you my female persona.  When I am
vicki (you will note the lowercase designating myself as a submissive) I am
all girl.  I act differently, I move differently.  I am sensual and know my
place, which is typically on my knees or on my back.

Many men tell me I can pass is public, and I know that to be true, but I am
very tall.  I love to dress as a lady on the exterior, but sex kitten
underneath.  For example I typically wear a dress or skirt and blouse,
something very feminine, with jewelry and of course full makeup.  At some
point in my date with a man either he or I remove my outer garments to
reveal me in a pretty corset with garter straps attached to sheer
stockings.  My body is smooth – everywhere.  My panties are always silky
and reveal the smallest little lump of maleness.  Men tell me it's nothing
more than a little clit, and treat it as such.  I must admit that truly
excites me, being reminded of my failure as a man.  My favorite wig is a
shoulder length red one, very natural, and I love the way it frames my face
and the soft wavy hair falls upon my shoulders.  Oh, I have two or three
blonde ones, and an auburn one, but it is the red wig that makes me feel
truly vicki.

I have perfected my makeup over time, from studying women's faces and doing
research.  Practice, practice!  There's a great VHS tape out there from the
80s called "Color me Beautiful". Yeah I know it's the 80s...but the tape
teaches you about the type of face you have, what colors look good on you.
If you're a budding cross dresser this will help you a lot with makeup if
you can track it down.  If you're a man right now you've probably tuned
out...don''t go though Stud...because I'm about to get to the naughty parts
of this story, and remember kittens...this is all true.  In fact the second
man I talk about, Jacob, well this encounter happened this very morning!

Daddy No. 1 Not real names of course, sillies!

Tony is a big burly biker guy, in fact he has a business with bikes, though
I know not where, that is FAR too manly for me I'm afraid.  He's tall and
has this little goatee.  His body is totally furry, kind of a reddish brown
color.  His cock is thick and about 7 inches long, he has big full balls
and they are shaved, as is most of his pubic bush.  Tony is a gentleman, he
wants to make a cocksuckers experience more enjoyable.  If you saw him on a
street you would probably not even notice him, other than his height, but
looks can be deceiving.

We met for the first time about 2 weeks ago, and I believe he'll fuck me
again tomorrow.

He came to my place.  I was all dolled up – a flirty lack and white
polka dot silk blouse, tied together in the front, under the boobies,
covering a short black skirt.  I also wore heels of course, and white
pearls.  A necklace and clip on earrings, really pretty.  My makeup looked
great, really natural but perky.  I was nervous about meeting Tony for the
first time, I always am the first time, but we were at ease with each other
right away.  Tony know from our pre meeting chats that I consider myself a
total submissive, and what I like, as I learned what turns him on.

We sat on my leather couch, side by side, and he was nervous as a teenager.
Tony began to gush about how pretty I am, and how feminine.  It was only a
few minutes later that he was kissing me, with lots of tongue, and undoing
my blouse and exposing my right breast.  You know I've done hormones off
and on, real and herbals, and I do have very puffy soft breasts. I would
guess them to be about a B cup.  As Tony found out, I not only like them
kissed and sucked, I like them bitten.

"Bite harder, baby....harder!  I wanna feel it for a day or so..."

He complied and I moaned and wiggled under his strong embrace.  The man
stripped nude and sat back down on the couch, his legs spread and his dick
hard.  I knew what needed to be done!

I stood up, slowly and sensually stripped out of the skirt and blouse,
revealing myself in my sex kitten lingerie...a gold and black corselette,
skimpy black satin nylon panties and black sheer stockings attached to the
garters.  I stood before him and made him wait for pleasure as I took my
lipstick...deep mauve frost...and reapplied my lipstick.

This is one of my indulgences, kittens!  I do love the taste of lipstick on
a man's cock!

I giggled and got down on my knees to pleasure him.  As I got face to face
with my meal I first kissed each of his thighs, leaving a fresh lipstick
mark for him to enjoy as he looks down on my cock sucking.  I love having a
dick in my mouth, and am an expert at cock sucking.  No brag, just fact my
dears, I've been at it since I was thirteen you know.

I do this thing, with my pearl necklace.  Right up close to his cock, I
slipped my white pearl necklace around his cock, attaching me to it.  It's
as if I am tethered to his manly cock, tethered by the white pearls of
femininity.  As I suck him I pull my head back a bit, causing the the pearl
necklace to rub up and down the underside of Tony's shaft, Yeah, he loved
that...so did I.  I love the feeling of being trapped, Tony had in fact
instructed me to have a dog collar and leash available for our meeting,
indicating he might want to use them on me.  I must admit I'm that much of
a slut that I do have items of this sort in my toy chest.  Thing is, he
never used it.  He was a gentleman the whole time.

I sucked him for awhile, he's got a nice cock, firm and thick with a nice
juicy cock head and a large piss slit to tease with my tongue. Sensing he
was getting close to cumming I would stop and worship his balls for a bit,
then work him back up again, then cool him down.  I was driving him crazy!
I like to alternate my sucking technique, fast/slow, concentrating at times
on just the head and the piss hole, massaging that vein under his cock with
my tongue, yeah I'm good Daddy...

I like to gently run my fingers up and down the naked calf of a man I'm
servicing, I'll move up to his arm, feel his muscles, then move to his
chest and his stomach.  Gently, femininely, just a whisper of a touch on a
man's skin!

I love men.  Love their maleness, love the contrast with my soft, weak
body.  Love the feeling of their superiority to me, their power over me.

He told me to get up before he came since he wanted to fuck me.  He had
began to comment on my manhood, such as it is, marveling at how small and
unmanly my little cock is, childlike actually.

"It's so soft! Soft and cute, look how little it is!  You know, I've
nibbled on clitties bigger than this!"

Seriously, it's like a nub, no more than an inch when soft. There is a
peril, girls, to taking female hormones!  I rarely get hard with a man, it
just doesn't seem right to my psyche.  I'm a girl, and girls don't have
hardons.  What he did next was truly orgasmic!

He wet his fingers and worked them into my tight little hole.  He is a
Master at this, he was really trying to hit the sweet spot.  He then leaned
over and took my clitty in my mouth!  Oh how it tickled!  It made me squirm
so, his relentless tongue on my clit, and nearly all his fingers inside me,
opening me up for him!

He was making love to me as a woman, because that is how he perceives me.

I was moaning, I was squirming under him, but his strong arm held me down,
trapped under the torment of his fingers deep inside my hole, and my little
clit being sucked like a large nipple.  He moved down to lick and suck on
my hole, telling me I was wet like a woman, a cunt readying itself for
breeding.  He ate my pussy while I held my stockinged legs straight up in
the air, moaning and squirming!

I had a gurly orgasm, actually more than one!  It's something I was trained
to do, to let the feeling build inside me, the tickle, I shake and my teeth
chatter, leaving me weak and dizzy after it passes.  The man knows how to
make a gurl cum!  At no time by the way, does the clitty spurt, or even get
hard...this isn't about that little embarrassment!

He made me cum like that twice, like a helpless girl manipulated by a real
man.  The only way I have those gurly orgasms is with a man, and not all
men do that to me.  He knew he was doing it to me, knew he had this power
over me...and I could tell he was digging it!

He pulled away, revealed his bone hard cock (seriously, like a teenager)
and he moved it into position and pushed it inside me.  It hurt, but he was
gentle and took his time, working it in and out.  In a few minutes he was
balls deep up my pussy and starting to claim my hole as his!

What a fuck!  Just as I enjoy displaying my talents as a cock sucker, this
man wanted to show me he knew how to fuck a sissy's ass!  He kept telling
me the whole time he fucked me how amazing my pussy felt, how it was the
best hole he'd ever fucked, and how pretty I looked as my eyes rolled back
into my head on the deeper strokes!

I love it when a man knows how to control his cock and his orgasms!  Both
of the Daddys are very good at that..Tony fucked me for quite a while, til
my hole hurt, but he wanted to nut in my mouth.

He pulled out, pulled me up to my feet and kissed me.  I was still a bit
woozy from the fucking and I held onto his strong body to steady myself,
his arm around me. He relished in knowing he had fucked me silly!  He swung
around and sat back down, pulling me by the hand back down between his
knees on the carpeting.  I got real close to it, it was right in my face
where it belonged!

I didn't care that his cock just came out of my hot ass.  I licked it,
licked it clean.  I always douche for a man and it was clean, but tasted
like assfucking.  Didn't matter, I knew my duty.  I focused on making him
cum, and when he did spurt into my mouth my pearl necklace was rubbing up
and down the underside of his shaft with my up and down motions.  There was
a lot, gosh really a lot of hot cum, but I swallowed it all.  I like to
fondle a man's balls as he's getting ready to cum, and as he starts to
spurt and feed me.  I gently massage them, working all of the precious
semen up and out of his balls, then his shaft, and into my tummy where it
belongs!

You know what?  I think I'll stop here, and send along another chapter
about Jacob, the second Daddy I want to tell you about..if you're
interested, that is!

Where Tony is a gentleman, forceful and complimentary, Jacob is not...in
fact he is the opposite.  I spent most of the day today with the scent of
his cock, his cum, and his ass on my face.  I'll save his true story for
the next chapter!