Something Hot

Originally found at Kinkerbelle.

You fucking me.

The only aphrodisiac I need is Your voice
Hearing You speak my name
Beckoning me to answer
Telling me You want me
So I tell You that You’re the answer to every question I’ve ever had about love

Without words I use my tongue to tell the tale of us
Tracing Your shadowscape
Kneeling before You my eyes feast upon Your masculinity and
All it’s divinity and I praise you
Because all of that is for me

I begin to indulge myself of Your delicacies
Digesting semi-sweet dark chocolate decadence as it melts
Dripping down my chin
Your taste is something Godiva couldn’t re-create

Needing every atom of Your anatomy
Necessity is placed upon me knowing You are the source of my serendipity
Dipping in and out of me stroking more than my consciousness
Subconsciously I find myself rewinding our love scenes
In my daydreams
Seeing that face You make when You’re making me cum
And it makes me want You right there and then

Thinking of You in inappropriate places I get
Tingling sensations in private locations where I wish to be caught between a rock and Your Hard Place

As wetness develops my legs begin to open and my spot turns to a backdraft and all I want You to do is extinguish it
You know my body like the back of Your hands
And touch me and send me into ecstasy

My thighs quiver in anticipation of deep penetration which gets me high
Body rising
Sweating
Panting
Make-up melting
Pulling my hair and
Scratching my back
I get a temporary case of tourettes because all I can say are four letter words in a four octave-range screaming Your name

Aye papi…. *English Translation of Spanish Lyrics* “You are so big and so hard, You give it to me so good, You are my mortal sin.”

You fucking me makes me bilingual

I see Your tongue pink between Your lips and I want it between mine
And I struggle
As You lick torturing me
I try to get away but
Not really

Running out of room begging for more up against the wall that has been scuffed by my stilletos
Again
You pry apart my thighs and tell me to be still
And I willingly submit to You because I love the way You dominate me
Demanding that I cum for You so I do as I’m told

You’ve molded me so I’m good to no-one else but You
You’ve conquered this once orgasmicless world and multiplied it
Again and
Again

My face radiates with after-glow
My pillow scented by You
A fragrance which haunts me
My room smells of the best sex

Covered in body prints and finger prints and You above me
Your name written indelibly upon my body in Your genetic history

You fucking me makes me bilingual

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My Online Life

I really love the ease that I am adjusting to living On-Line. I had been missing my Sweet Boy for so long. I ran into him this morning. I looked so cute. I was wearing my new top that I bought from Target. the color is suppose to be Elegant Plum, but dark purple is what I call it. I had my cute white tennis skirt and white tenny shoes on. My hair had just been cut short and it was the first time SB had seen it. I was sans bra as usual, the girls just hate to be bound.

He said hello, but I just grabbed him and stuck my tongue in his mouth. Neither of us had any time, but I know he was as horny as me. We each said we had no time. Still, we kissed and groped. I love how he squeezes my ass. Soon we were back in his place and he said he wanted to fuck my ass. Of course I told him it was his. SB told me to bend over the chair near his bed.

I obeyed him and pulled my pink thong down as I bent over. He lubed and teased my hole. I felt so dizzy and flushed. I could feel my heart pounding. I wanted him inside me so bad. I was begging and pleading him to just take me. Well, he did. It was a bit painful at first, but soon it felt so good I was reaching for my pussy. SB had the same idea and our hands met and rubbed me so good. He was thrusting and frigging me and I was really losing it. I was speaking at first, begging for more of his cock. Eventually I was just grunting and moaning.


He pulled us back to the bed. I am not sure when he got naked, but as I was forced on top of him I shed my top. He was causing me to lose my mind. Somewhere in the ride I climaxed and just froze before the waves of pure bliss washed over me and my cum oozed from my slit. He was not far behind and filled my ass with so much spunk. I literally collapsed. I thanked my Sweet Boy and he kissed me.

SB left for work. I was just floating in my good feelings. Soon I went and showered, then I was on my way. I did play with my ass a bit in the bubble bath tonight. I am a lucky girl to have such a wonderful Sweet Boy who will give me such joy.

Alexia

I feel like a coward sometimes.....

I want to just cry at times. It has been about a year since I realized why I always felt something was not right in my life. I was a lucky one, I was fostered in such a loving environment that I figured my awkwardness was due to my overweight and only child status in the rural area I grew up. I always felt more femme than male growing up, but the body parts were a boy so I just went along and progressed as a human adult. I was never more than a friend, which now I see I kinda was "one of the girls" in the relationships I had. I always was easy to befriend with females and so socially stunted when it came to intimate relationships.

My life was spiraling downward and I was having problems on all fronts. I found the Haven, Rachel's Haven. I had been reading and really enjoying TG stories. I loved Stories With Images and that is how I found Rebecca's World and the Haven. I soon realized I was not an alias in that place, but a girl. I let myself be who I felt like inside. I am not in a place where there is a TG community that is easily found. The prejudice and possibility of attacks is very high. I don't just make sexual stories and fixate on sex, I read about TG issues and the stories of our sisters who are killed. This is what makes me feel like a coward.

I sit silent and feel the hatred. I hear of kids being made fun of and wish I knew how I could help them. I think the TG children are what breaks my heart the most. These brave little souls that know their body at a young age, they have a chance to become whole. I am afraid what would happen if I was found out. I know my profession would be over. I figure my Dad would never understand. He has a hard enough time figuring out depression, much less my wanting to cut my boy parts off and having that divine smoothness.

I do not know how to help my sisters. I sit and know I am hidden and relatively safe. People probably think us Non Op T-Girls are just playing at it, but we do have the dreams of all our sisters. I just needed to say all that I guess. I do the only thing I can and pray for my sisters. Those I know by some name online I ask specifically for God to protect. It is small and little action, but it is all I can do.

Alexia

Working Girl

I have been so swamped at work my darlings. It will be a few days until I get back to doing some regular stuff. I hope you all are doing well. I seem to be extremely horny as the week goes on. Been having some awesome dreams. I like when I am able to dream as my girl self. I have been dreaming that way more and more.

So I will be back soon I hope, but working is a good thing right now.

Alexia

Oh I so wish I could Dress up

I am going to the Comic Book Convention tomorrow. I so wish I could dress up. Here is my avee girl as Poison Ivy. Oh only if I could dress up as a character. I really would like to be the Scarlet Witch or Black Widow. I would tease the boys and girls so much. I would just love to live that fantasy out.

Alexia

I will be so very busy this week

I am going to be so very busy this week and through the weekend. May not even get a post made this week at all. Pretty sure no captions. So I just wanted to let you all know and say, don't worry. I am hoping to have fun as I am working with some little ankle biters this week and they are always just so much fun. Later in the week I will mini-vacation in a striving metropolis and see some comic book stuff. I hope to get some cool new books and tons of autographs.

So strong and keep the porch light on darlings. I will be back soon.

*KISSES*

Alexia Rose

Smooth

Do you see what I wish I felt when I run my hand between my legs? I have been wondering about this more lately. I look at the beautiful T-Girls that still have there smaller "boy parts" and I think that would be nice for a while, but I know I what more, or less in this case. The term penis envy is bandied around, so I guess it fits that I have slit envy. I really want to not feel the ball sack. I want my hole to be a thin slit and not this round hole that I have now. I want the little nub, instead of this deformed boy clit.

News came out about Chasity Bono having SRS and I listened to my Father not make a derogatory remark, but a remark that was in the just not believing it realm. It was enough to reinforce my Non-Op status. Plus the fact that now I might actually be in a position to really build something professionally. I just hope the feelings inside can remain controllable. I think accepting that my gender issues helped as part of what caused confusion and depression has helped me. Still, there are other things to deal with and not just my desire to be the woman I should have been.

I know this can be depressive and redundant. You come and listen to this stuff from me and I wonder just why you would come back? It is just that in the Cyber World I have flesh and my soul can float free. I am able to release the pent up sexuality the is held so tight in reserve in real life. I am very spiritual in both my lives, the one as myself and the skin I wear in the real world. It makes me struggle with my morality every now and then. I wonder where the stuff comes from? I guess I have just suppressed my sexuality for so long that it is like opening a floodgate.

Maybe one day I will be at a place I can become my true self.

Alexia

CHEER UP

Is this not just an awesome pic! I just had to cap it when I saw it. The crotch shown makes me a bit sad that mine is not like that as well. I think that might be why I was drawn to it.

Alexia

TOUCHING

I saw this picture yesterday and this story instantly came to my addled little head. I know there is a longer tale there. There is the story of how they met and the childhood. We have her quest to solve mysteries and the reasons she never lost contact. The effects of the water curtain on them. The life of Martin and Chandra. All these things might be inside me and I might get my cute behind in gear and write it up one day. For now you get the caption version and I really hope you like it. It will show up bigger when you click on it. I do think I will add the text to the bottom though with the original picture.

Life had been rough for Marta growing up in the only African-American family in a very rural Southern town in North Carolina. She faced ridicule and mocking as she grew up. The despair would have crushed her spirit had it not been for one young man, Chad. When she moved into town and started the 1st Grade she was shunned and left alone. No one came near the strange girl except a small boy on crutches.

Chad was sickly. His body was deteriorating from within as his nervous system failed. Many thought he was a miracle living until graduation. Maybe he was, still, he didn’t get there alone. Marta was always by his side. Some people talked and even though they were the “freaks” they still were not to be a boyfriend and girlfriend because of the color of their skin. Marta was careful. She knew she had fallen in love with him, but Chad would not allow it to be given. He always felt that her tying herself to him would be wrong. He saw only his future death.

Marta went on to become a brilliant scientist and work for the government in a secret lab. When word came that Chad was soon to pass away she rushed to that small town and stood by her friend. His breathing was labored. Every movement was torture, still he smiled at her. She went down the hall and made a phone call.

The soldiers caused a big stir as they came and took Chad from the hospital. Marta rode with him to the facility hidden in the Rockies. There had been a discovery made about the water from an underground lake. The effect it had on organic material was almost magical. Marta had been one of many trying to figure out how it worked; now she just cared that it would work. The papers were signed. She and Chad knew that life would change, but because they would be human test subjects the government was willing to set them up with a new life together.

Only pure organic tissue could pass through the water curtain. Marta knew that they would be nude and she would need to carry Chad. Their skin was stark in contrast. As they passed under the water she felt the changes and instantly felt stronger as she carried Chad beside her. When she looked down a beautiful woman was beginning to gain long denied strength. Marta was suddenly aware of her new appendage beginning to harden.

Martin and Chandra were married a few months later

THE SHADOW

Here recently a girl who has a sweet spirit has been on Rachel's Haven. She goes by the ID of Karakent. Kara is a really insightful woman from the post and blogs entries she has written. As you can see she has the resemblance of the actress that portrays Kara Zor-El on Smallville. I think she has a very nice self image. The other day she posted a poem in the Blog section. It really touch the core of my being. I felt my heart give under the truth in her words. I asked her if I could post it on the Blog, I just felt some of you would be touched by her words. She agreed and below I give you a poem about those of us who have to live hidden.

Alexia

The Shadow

By KaraKent

The man,

proud and true,

walks up the hill to a lonely tree,

sitting in the sun.

Dropping his burdens for a time, he pauses to rest.

The man,

proud and true,

takes off his mask to look at it.

Honest, upstanding, strong,

and faithful as the person in the next pew.

But it's all a lie told by the tarnished man holding the mask.

The tarnished man sleeps while his shadow steps out into the light for a time.

She feels the breeze tugging at her long hair,

smells the fresh-tilled earth,

the touch of dew on her bare feet,

and the Sun's caress on her skin.

It makes her feel alive, if only for a moment.

She gazes at the hills rolling off into the distance with longing in her eyes,but stops to pick up the mask of the tarnished man.

She walks back to him,

holding the mask of duty,

love,and honor and hands it to the tarnished man as she slips back into hiding.

The tarnished man puts his mask back on,

then the man,proud and true, stands,

shoulders his burdens again,

and begins walking away to the next hill.

SHARP SHOOTER

I got a bit naughty with the language. You have to understand that I do not cuss easy. I am very sparing. When I think about it I am more inclined to be slutty than to cuss. Still, the story just seemed that it would have a foul mouth angry vibe to it. I am clearing pics out so I can delete them. I still have the one where I owe a nice reader of the blog a story that goes with a pic I posted. I have decided to do a long story since I have been so long in posting, so expect to read when it finally comes.

CRYSTALS

I told you I was in a romantic mood. Well, there are two wonderful girls named Sammie and Carly who have found each other and I just had to use them for this caption I made for Sammie. I hope they have a long and wonderfully romantic life together.

*KISS*
Alexia

I am really in a loving frame of mind.

I am feeling a bit giddy at times. I want to just live in a constant state of sexual bliss. I am having so many fantasies that I am horny constantly. I really want to feel my lovers hands on my ass as his cock takes me from behind. Last night the dream changed a bit, he took my anus and a girl I adore, Jilly began licking my sex and I really was just in heaven.

Right now I just want more and more. I am not sure why my feelings of love for these two make me so horny. I was absentmindedly rubbing my clit this morning and then realized I was not in a private place. I am going to shower now. I think I need to caress and dream of pleasure.

Alexia

NEED

Yes, my caption kung fu has strengthened. I did this one for the lass with the groovy glasses at Rachel's Haven. Lyndee is just the bestest. I also really love this picture. It is so full of need and want that I get hot just imagining myself in that postion. *sigh*

Alexia

TAKING A PEEK

I made this today for a sweet new member of Rachel's Haven. I hope you enjoy it.

Alexia

NEW LIFE

I am in a very romantic mood. I guess I have come to terms that I am probably fated to be alone in real life. I do however have someone online that makes me feel special and treats me like a goddess. He is so loving. I am blushing even as I write this post. I know he loves me. Yes, he enjoys my body online, but I know there is more to his love. He understands that I adore him, but not in a crazy way that would have me stalking him. I love that he cares about me and that he treats me as who I really am. So I guess that is why I did the cap above, I am feeling loved.

My mind is so full of images of him taking me right now. I can just feel him inside me. What I think is the most wonderful is that he understands I am also in love with a terrific woman, even though we can't be together. In a perfect world I could live with them both and be double happy as the two people I love were with me. I guess this is a sad romantic thought huhn?

Alexia