Welcome to Tgirl Tales
I love a good tale, and I ain't just talking about a tgirl's ass either, although I have no objection to a fine one of those LOL I'm talking super-sexy erotic stories written by a transsexual or about a tranny. In particular, I am completely entranced by ones written by the tgirls themselves, giving me a peek into their sexual lives from the inside.
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TGirl Tales Writers
Feature TGirl writer Krissy4u: Meet "Naughty Asian Tgirl" Krissy4u - that's her description of herself not mine! Personally, I find her to be more than just pretty as a picture she is an amateur transexual who has a sparkling personality that shines through in her sexy writing, her hot pics, her teasing videos, and of course her personal website Krissy4U.com!
Click HERE to join Krissy4U's personal site!
Caramel Black: New feature writer just now coming aboard! Caramel writes some very steamy autobiographical tales and WOW does she have a way with words. I'm very excited to be adding her stories here, and am working on her bio page so y'all can get to know her like I do ;)
Me (PervyAna): I'm a genetic girl or dickless chick, and am completely fascinated by TGirls .. or trannies .. or transexuals .. or shemales ... whatever you call them, I love'em! Prettier than me and they have a dick I can play with (if I could just get my hot little hands on one!) Oh yeah, I blog about my perversion at Tranny Fucking Girl
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Krissy4U Dressing, Part One
A nice teaser intro from featured TGirl writer Krissy4U, who is an actual amateur Asian TGirl somewhere here in the USA ... she has a way with words that can turn even something as simple as dressing into a hot erotic experience when viewed through her eyes!
It’s not that I didn’t want to dress anymore. I longed to feel the whisper of nylons sliding up my legs, the feel of my foot arching in a pair of high heels, and the comfort of a tight fitting corset again, but, I just didn’t have anyone to dress for, and dressing for one just didn’t seem like very much fun. I buried myself in schoolwork and tried to keep busy as possible but the lure of that closet full of slinky dresses, short skirts, and sky high heels soon proved to be too much to handle.
Driving to school every day, I would pass a small adult bookstore which, while we were dating, Rick had casually mentioned one day, was a good place to go for some ‘fun.’ I had asked him what it was like and if they allowed transvestites into the arcade area. He had went on to give me a very detailed description of the place and teasing me that if I wasn’t a good little girl, he’d take me there and let the boys ‘have their way with me.’ I had laughed and promised that I’d always be ‘his good little girl.’ Now, with the urge to dress growing ever more pronounced, and each day feeding the desire to be touched again, I wasn’t so sure.
It was a cold Friday night when I decided that enough was enough. I remember sitting on the couch watching TV. I think it was a Nair commercial or something similar. Anyway, I remember seeing the girl in the commercial prancing about with long beautiful legs and just being overwhelmed with the desire to dress. It was useless to resist.
After I had showered and shaved my legs smooth, I went to the closet and threw it open. While I was showering, I had already picked out the exact outfit I was going to wear in my head. I pulled a couple hangers from the closet and lay them on the bed. Then, going over to my dresser, I pulled my favorite stockings and panties from the top drawer and placed them besides the hangers. A lacy Victoria’s bra soon followed, as well as a bright red, lace-trimmed mini-slip from Frederick’s.
Read more here ...!
A big welcome to new TGirl Tales feature writer Caramel Black! I have to do some formatting, but her stuff is rocking my world in very sexual way ... stay tuned! |