Sexuality and Fantasy

TGirl Redhead in the Red Velvet Clad VIP Room at Piranha Club in Las Vegas

My Tall Drink of Water

I was having a pretty ordinary night out and was about to start making my way home when someone gently touched my arm.  I turned around to see who it was, and there he was… yum!

The handsome guy standing before me was dressed smartly in all-black.  I knew him from several online chats we had months earlier. He was kind of an alluring rascal: a sex-obsessed scallywag with an impish grin and a wry sense of humor.

But, standing there in front of me, dressed up nice, my oh my, he was a real cutie!

“You have no idea who I am,” he said.

“Oh, but I do,” I smiled, willing my eyes to sparkle, if that’s possible.

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Sad State of Porn

Perhaps I was naive, but I never used to have a problem with pornography, especially where, rather than being exploited themselves, adult women had the power, if they so chose, to exploit others’ interest in their bodies for their own gain. But, whatever my impressions in my younger, more masculine and more innocent days, I’m convinced that today’s porn represents a clear and present danger to the fabric of society.

My attention was turned to this industry when I received an unsolicited offer of a contract from a pornographer.  That led me to research, which in turn led me to nauseous disgust.

The porn industry is dealing with many challenges these days, not the least of which is the availability of free XXX movies online, in any flavor imaginable.

The industry – or at least a certain segment of it – has responded by trying to up the ante by dreaming up ever more extreme versions of perversion – as if this will make the free clips obsolete, like last year’s smartphone.

Any sane person would realize this is nonsense.  Anything they do will be online and free in short order, and force them to push the line even further; there is no way to keep up.

But, much more importantly, they are degrading humanity. 

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HalloWhat?

Gabriela is a friend of mine, whom I have gotten to know through exchanging comments here and on flickr. She is smart and sexy and, of course, has experiences and perspectives to offer that are somewhat different from my own. I enjoyed reading about her experience on Halloween, and she has kindly agreed to share it with my readers.

GabrielaFor my first night out alone (without my usual female bodyguard) last Halloween I figured it would be a good idea to dress modest, at least by Halloween standards.No high heels, no deep cleavage, not much exposed skin, no drag-queen-like makeup, no XXL-sized boobies. Everything low-key.

I went to a public Halloween event and was surprised how much vinyl, leather and latex walks around and seems to be acceptable nowadays.

Very good, my chances to enjoy myself, dance all night and not run into someone who knows my alter ego or is annoying in general were good.

I’m not used to attend such huge public events, even less all alone.

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Please Don’t Squeeze the Charmin

img_2048a1Staying at the Hard Rock Hotel, we just had to check out the incredible vibe and energy coming from the club in the lobby.

Unfortunately, it was 1 a.m. and they weren’t letting anyone else in.

As we stood there, forlorn and forsaken outside the velvet rope, Prince Charmin ’ rode to the rescue.

He came up to me and stood in real close, looked me in the eyes and said, “I am so taking you upstairs with me tonight.”

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There is no “O” in Sex (sometimes)

I continue to be surprised by some of the insights I have gained in my journey between the genders.  Sometimes, I feel like a double-agent, infiltrating the feminine ranks in the dating game and bringing back valuable insights for the male side.

In her comments on one of my blog posts about a month ago, Trish reminded me about one such insight, and I have been meaning to write about it ever since, only getting to it now. (Sorry.)

Trish’s very frank comments talk about how she and the men she dates relate to each other, especially sexually.

What caught my eye was her comment about never having an orgasm yet totally enjoying herself.

…don’t know about “never” but…

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Lustful Longings

Lately, for whatever reason, my libido has been running on overdrive.

And, that goes for both sides of my being.

Just yesterday I was sitting in a cafe, wearing a tank top and jeans, when I felt this guy brush against the back of my bare shoulders on his way by.  My skin was atingle, hoping he might stop and say hello…  sadly, to no avail…

Then, today, as a guy, I saw a movie trailer, and the vision of the porcelain-skinned Emily Blunt in a low-cut dress had me swooning, and fantasizing like an adolescent boy.

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Feet, Glorious Feet

It’s quite something, this girl thing!  I find pleasure in the most unexpected places…

I’ve been walking around a bit in a jean skirt and high-heeled mule-type sandals, which does present a challenge after a while.  But that aside, I sat down at a patio table at Fred’s Mexican, and let my sandals slide off my feet as they dangled from the bar-height chairs.

It surprises me the sensual feeling I am getting from sitting here with my feet, the pair, bare, in the air… legs crossed, hair tossed, getting sauced on a fabulous margarita!

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He’s a Lying, Cheating Homo

Continuing my story from last night, our lesbian friend did manage to propose to her belle, and near as I could tell, the answer was yes. I say this because champagne was offered around and I saw them hugging. But she still didn’t seem satisfied for some reason…

She also was still perplexed by my existence and so was her fiancée. “You’re straight, right?” asked the lesbian fiancée.

“Well,” I said, “that depends on what you mean by being straight.”

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A Girl’s Good Name

I have been deliberating lately about posting risqué photos of myself online. Why? Why not?

It is funny that some t-girls use the fact that they look unlike their true selves and have a made-up name as license to behave in a way that they truly might be ashamed of. Of course it has occurred to me that I could publish even pornographic pictures of myself and it would not affect my daily life or reputation.

But it would affect Janie’s.

And Janie is me.

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Over- Anxious

A recent encounter with a man reminded me of my own past difficulties – in another life – dating women. Now that I get to see things from the other side – her side – I really have to sympathize with both players in the dating dance.

Long ago, I was, as he and so many others are, the kind of man that could fall hard and fast for the right woman. As a woman, I am discovering just how unsettling that must have been for her!

The dating experience is just so different from the man’s and woman’s points of view.

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