Size Queen
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Posted:Mar 12, 2019 10:05 am
Last Updated:May 28, 2024 12:24 am
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What is a size queen? I think I am one but how do I know for sure? My first lovers were white and had basically white average cocks. I was satisfied with them at that time but when I was picked up by a Black transvestite at a bar in New Orleans and let her/him fuck me, a whole new wide world of sports opened up for me. After the initial fear of taking on such a mysterious black alien cock, I relaxed and felt sensations that I had not previously known. The length made me feel more fulfilled internally and made me feel much more feminine. I have a fully functional small penis which for me is equivalent to a clitoris. I was always a little embarrassed of its size or lack thereof when I was with a woman, but with a man, it being small compared to his big dick somehow made me more feminine. Truly it functioned as a clitty , getting hard when in contact with a real man, oozing precum when touched and orgasming when being penetrated. I have seldom encountered a Black man or Black tranny with a cock smaller than 8 inches long. Most of my lovers have been longer. I don’t think it’s luck. I think I have a talent for recognizing men with big dicks. I will admit that Black men and trannies are attracted to me. Maybe I give off pheromones that they like. I am quite a flirt with big men and if he is tall with big hands, I give him special attention because that is a good indication that he is also well hung. I always measure my lovers ‘ cocks with my hands and am very accurate. A 3 handed is perfect for me but I take what I get. For a while I dated a Black Transvestite who was endowed with a little over 12 inches and not thin. I accommodated him but he had an evil curve in the first 3 inches and it could be a little uncomfortable. As I wrote in my prior blog post, the biggest cock I personally let fuck me was 15 1/2 inches long but so thick that I could only take about half of it. I like to go to predominantly Black clubs where I make myself available to any man who treats me with respect and lets me know that he wants me. Sometimes I frequent transgender bars where I seek out the Black tranny tops. They know how to treat a t-gurl and the big dick rule applies to them just like the real men. Given a choice between a normal size cock and a much bigger, I will always go big or go home.
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The Biggest Cock I Have Seen
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Posted:Mar 8, 2019 2:18 pm
Last Updated:May 28, 2024 12:24 am
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If you have read my previous posts, you know I am an unadulterated shemale and only date Black men or trannies as a rule. Prior to my relationship with my true love , Coco, my tall Black transvestite lover, husband, and best friend, I had experienced many sexual experiences with a variety of men. I dressed feminine even during the day and wore revealing and provocative clothing and heels. My mentor, Queen Clarice, late of the Queen Clarice Revue had taught me all of the makeup arts for trannies. I was often mistaken as a real woman . I had been on hormones long enough to develop medium size breasts and my nipples were extremely sensitive. I was very confident in my appearance and with my sexuality. Having achieved these things in New Orleans a very gay and tranny friendly city, I never feared any social issues. With all of this in mind, picture me visiting friends and family in a rural conservative redneck area. Of course, I knew I would have to conceal my true self and dress the part as a real guy rather than what I was. The only comments which I took to be unnerving was the questions I got about why my eyebrows were plucked and why didn’t I take off my long sleeve shirt. Whether I was believed or not, I muddled through some lame excuses and my secret persisted. At my first opportunity to escape from family, I said I was going to visit friends in Monroe, Louisiana a short drive away. Monroe is a redneck town with a reputation for picking up drivers for any offense especially drugs and alcohol. I had put on a pair of my favorite sexy panties and a black bra under a feminine t-shirt and and Daisy Dukes. I felt safe as long as I could remain in my car. I drove past the only gay bar in town just cruising around when I noticed a car seeming to be following me. I had smoked some weed earlier so I may have been a little paranoid. I continued to drive carefully making several turns but definitely I was being followed. It didn’t look like a police car but taking no chances, l pulled into a deserted parking lot for a big box store was closed for the night. The car had been following pulled into a few spaces away on my right. The driver was a man and I hoped not a cop. When I looked him he waved and rolled down his window. He asked what I was doing and I said just cruising around. I forgot the connotation of cruising but obviously he took to mean I was on the make. He asked if I wanted to chat and I answered yes feeling secure in my surroundings. When he walked over , I noted he appeared to be about 6feet tall, slender, with short blonde hair and a sharp chiseled chin. He crawled into my passenger seat and I instantly knew he smelled my perfume and noticed my femininely coiffed hair. He asked where I was from not having seen me before and realizing I was not local. After some small talk I figured he would say good night, but after commenting on my nails and breasts he asked if he could feel the I said as long as he was respectful he could. As soon as his hands touched my nipples they hardened and became very sensitive jutting out inside my bra and between his fingers. Next he slid his hand down to my smoothly shaved legs and placed his hand on my crotch. I was tucked so he couldn’t feel my clit/penis but he continued to rub my gap and leaned over and pulled my tee with his left hand and kissed my nipples. Ok , I had started out being cool but now I was heating and felt my launch sequence had started. While he was occupied with my pussyass and my tits, I reached over to his crotch and began explorin His pants were tight so all I could feel was a hard bulge. As he was taking liberties with I felt comfortable in doing the same with hi I had experienced many men doing the same to me . However this was the first white man I had been with in a long time. My experience sexually with Black men may have made me overly confident in my ability to control a man and his cock. Yet was my mindset the time. Then I unbuckled his belt and struggled to unzip his pants, still unaware of what was hidden inside. I located the cock head am began tracing it back toward the root. My eyes must have widened and must have shown some fear and disbelief because when I had finally freed it, I was staring at by far the biggest dick I had ever see including pornos. The head was fairly normal and circumcised but from there it grew progressively thicker. I measured the length with my hands (I can do ) and found it to be approximately 15 1/2 inches long ad so thick at the root I couldn’t encircle it with both of my hands. What was I to do and what did he expect. Without waiting for him to proceed any further, I grabbed the giant cock in my two hands and began caressing and sucking it and frankly hoping I could get him to cu Meanwhile, he had continued to explore my gap and discovered my clit/peniswhich he began manipulating with his fingers causing me to start oozing the beginning of my first orgas I guess feeling my pussyass juice he figured I was ready to be fucked and he pulled onto his lap facing away from him and I naively allowed him to push the head through my pussyass lips. It felt delicious so I attempted to sit back on him and take more of hi Unfortunately I felt completely stuffed but when I reached back to hold his cock I discovered I didn’t even have half of if inside. Nevertheless, he was now in the throes of passion an began to thrust deeper inside my engorged pussyass. I began to orgasm again and screamed from pleasure and also the pain of having his monstrous cock inside me. He soldiered on thrusting into me and with each thrust I felt like I would be split open yet the pleasure of his cock head anchored in the depths of my pussyass kept me from crying out for him to stop. He was pinching my nipples and squeezing my little cock all the while he was pounding my poor pussy. All of my confidence had now vanished and I now been confronted with a man whose cock I couldn’t begin to fully accommodate . Surely I had most of it inside by now but an investigation revealed I only had about 9 inches inside. The thickness had plugged like a cork in a champagne bottle. I felt a little faint but he continued to pound until I heard him start to growl and thrust even harder. If possible, I felt his dick swell even tighter inside and felt his pumping and gushing into my belly. He gave one last mighty thrust which simultaneously gave a stupendous orgasm and cause to black out. When I awoke, he had extracted his cock from my swollen and sore pussyass. He had already put his pants on and hurriedly said goodbye. I was too much in shock to even find out his number or name. He used me and left me disheveled and confused. I had never blacked out before, but I had also never encountered such a prodigious cock. I put myself back together as best I could and decided not to attempt going home in this condition. I slept in my car night and washed and put some conservative clothes before I went to my family’s. After a short visit, I drove back to New Orleans with my tail between my legs. I had been completely fucked down for only The first time in my transsexual life. I didn’t know whether to tell anyone or keep it to myself. Time heals all and my pride never again allowed me to take on more than I could chew.
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Searching For A Husband
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Posted:Mar 7, 2019 3:01 pm
Last Updated:May 28, 2024 12:24 am
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Having mastered the art of applying makeup and dressing and after being on female hormones long enough to grow breasts, I decided I wanted a steady man to take care of my sexual desires and needs. I could support myself financially but wanted someone to lean on for moral support and to do things with. My criteria for my search was he had to be Black, tall, easy to talk to, down to earth, employed, and passionate for and equipped to take care of my workload. I had met many men since my sexual awakenin Some single, some attached, some players and more than a few married men💋. Working the clubs had brought me into contact with married men who were with their wives . The husbands would wait until the wife went to potty to approach me. On several occasions, I agreed to meet them later for drinks (lol). I knew what they wanted. I have to admit the husbands made some of the best lovers because of their experience and because I was forbidden fruit. A couple of them got too familiar with me , spending too much time with me to the point their wives became suspicious and began to check up on the One husband carelessly left my name and number in his pocket, prompting a nasty and threatening phone . I did not want an aggressive Black woman after especially if she suspected her husband was fucking . After episode, I decided it was safer to stick with unattached men. All along while dating various men, I had remained close to my Black transgendered gurl friends. We would often double date or just go out together for fun. On one of these nights, we drank a little too much and smoked a little too much and became quite romantic towards each other. Coco was over 6 feet tall and I felt very safe with her. We had always been just gurl friends but on this night I was dancing with her and began to get amorous. I kept mashing my breasts against her to the point she started to fondle them on the dark dance floor. Needless to say, initiated my launch sequence. I searched out her tucked in cock and found it was hard and throbbin We began to kiss each other passionately and soon realized we both wanted each other. I drove us to my apartment where we barely got in the door before we each were rubbing each other’s cock, my small but pulsating clit of a dick and her huge cock which dwarfed mine. I kneeled down and began making love to her cock with my lips, tongue and occasionally swallowing as much as I could deepthroat. After a few of those thrusts down my throat, she lifted me onto my bed kissing me deeply as she held me. I was becoming delirious with the sensations I was feeling and began moaning and talking to God. Coco then slid down to my clit and began to kiss the head making squirm and thrust upward into her lips. I reached down and pulled her up to my red lips and allowed her to thrust her tongue into my throat. I sucked her tongue greedily while pushing my pussyass against her throbbing cock. Her cock was so stiff I was able to brace myself against it until the head pushed past my pussyass lips. I let out a moan and pushed myself further onto her big dick until I felt my own little dick began to quiver and cu One more strong upward thrust and I was now impaled up to her balls. Coco then too charge and grabbing my firm ass cheeks, she began to stroke my pussyass the entire length of her cock. Each thrust brought forth a sucking noise like a plunger. I was now on my second orgasm and was beginning to moan and scream with each of her mighty thrusts. Coco covered my moth with hers which excited even more. She then started nipping my nipples and sucking them which brought on orgasm number three. About this time I felt her cochlear swelling and twitching and she began to utter guttural sounds in response to my moans and screams. All of a sudden she stiffened her entire body and pushed her cock deeper than I had ever been penetrated before in my life. At the same time I felt her liquid jism start pumping into my depths. This sensation caused to meet her thrust and have one last huge orgasm completely draining me. Coco remained inside me and I held her tightly, pledging my eternal love for he. Deep down, I knew I had found my mate, my husband, my lesbian lover, my best friend and the only person to have given me so many multiple orgasms. All of these qualities in the same gurl.
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Shemale Size Queen
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Posted:Mar 7, 2019 9:01 am
Last Updated:May 28, 2024 12:24 am
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Like many t-gurls , I was initiated into being a tranny by an older man. Of course we are all born with the inclination to be a sub but some of us are just gay and some of us have the feminine gene which we can only exhibit by going to the extreme of dressing fem and attracting men who like chicks with dicks. Some of us go further and actually become a transsexual woman. Maybe I would’ve done that if I had come along later, but there are many advantages to retaining your natural plumbing. Receiving head is a plus and is great for getting me ready for the main attraction. Rubbing my little cock against a big throbbing cock is a thrill that I love and sometimes gives me an orgasm, but for me to achieve a full blown and multiple orgasms requires penetration. When I was younger, I had quite a bit of sex with females but after experiencing sex as the fem, I found it much more satisfying and fulfilling so I soon discontinued pursuing heterosexual sex. In order to fully embrace my feminine nature, I was forced to move to a new location where there were no women pursuing my attention. New Orleans was my new home and after securing an apartment, I began my feminization by building a feminine wardrobe. Of course, I remained in the closet for a period until i became confident in my appearance. I invited men to my place and greeted them in my fem self. After enough of these encounters, I finally ventured forth to the French Quarter to a friendly bar. I was both exhilarated and terrified at the same time. Then something wonderful happened. A tall Black transvestite approached me and sat down next to me and started a conversation. I bought her/him a drink and we became fast friends. It soon became obvious to me that she was attracted to me sexually. I became more confident in my appearance and ability to attract someone. Long story short, she invited me to her place and I drove her home. I had only been with one other Black man so I didn’t exactly know what to expect. Suffice to say I was a little alarmed when we got down to undressing and saw the biggest dick I had personally seen. I told him so and he promised to be gentle . He was true to his word and I ended the night extremely satisfied and brimming with confidence. This was the beginning of my journey into more extreme and intensive feminization. It also made me a Black man’s gurl which I never regretted. It became obvious to me that Black men an Black trannies were naturally attracted to me. Perhaps I gave off some pheromones which they sensed. Whatever it was , my future sexual partners were never a problem for me. The only problem was when multiple men and/or trannies were vying for my favor. And that was reall no problem. This all led me to joining an all Black tranny group putting on shows at Black clubs. Queen Clarice was the leader and she tutored me in the feminine arts including makeup and clothes. Sometimes she had to protect me from overly aggressive men who wanted me. I was now so comfy in my appearance that I began to venture out occasionally during the daylight hours. In order to really achieve the ultimate in femininity, I realized I need a man in my life who I could consider as mine and to whom I could be faithful. I will delve more into this at a later time
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