I was not always such a tranny phone sex hottie. In fact, before I was such a shemale chat slut I used to be a teen boy who was nothing but confused in the world. When my mom and dad were together I used to wait until they were at work and then sneak into her room. I would try on her silk panties and bras and look at how pretty I was in the mirror. I got in trouble one time when she caught me after I took a pair.
They were lacy, I loved the feel of my balls through the fabric. How they would push through and I could run my fingers over my teen ball hairs. I took a second silk pair and started to stroke my cock with it. I could just picture mommy wearing then. Stuck a third used pair over my face and sniffed up the smell of her cunt juices. I could smell daddy’s seamen in them from when they had sex. She was pissed when she caught me. Told Dad he needed to punish me. I do not think she had his cock in my ass in mind.
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As soon as I met Erica I could feel the attraction between us. She was one hot bitch. All though there are times when I enjoy a good roleplay that calls for me to be a dominant tranny, most of the time I am submissive. When Erica walked in the room her dominance seeped from her pours and you could almost smell it in the air. My body responded instantly to it and I had to meet her. I continued to mingle until I saw her talking to a casual acquaintance across the room. A sissy that I had known for a long time that hadn’t decided if she wanted to actually have transgender surgery or just live as a sissy. Saul was in her Sally persona and seemed to be coyly flirting with this stunning beauty. I felt a pang of jealousy as I made my way across the room towards them. Sally embraced me and introduced us right off. I felt a shiver run up my spine when Erica looked me up and down. As the night wore on and the drink flowed more freely, the flirting became more intense and eventually I invited Erica back to my place. It didn’t take me long to discover that she was a sissy trainer and that she figured since I had a dick and lived as a woman that I must be a sissy and she was going to train me. There is a big difference between a tranny, even a submissive one and a sissy. I don’t know if it was the alcohol or if I was actually offended, but I felt challenged in a way. When I excused myself to “get more comfortable” for the evening, I decided to slip into my dominant roll. Needless to say it was a very interesting evening….
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