As I grow older i become more curious as to how or why I arrrived at bisexuality and the various factors that have fed into that space. As I've spoken about in the past, I worked as a tranny escort for a period of time. My adventures in cross dressing were instituted by two episodes of forced feminization less than a month apart. The first with a woman i was involved with who came out with the idea while i was reacting to her finger in my ass, and the second when I embraced a coworker, felt the bra straps under his sweater, and wound up making out with him until we fucked each other later that night. He then introduced my to the so-called dating service he sometimes worked for and the rest is history.
Fast forward to now and while I am a 100% bottom, the desire to dress is outweighed by the overall inconvenience of it. Let's face it, to do it passibly involves a serious amount of effort, plus adding the requisite preparations routine is literally a pain in the ass. I tend to "top from the bottom", so not everyone is going to fuck me, but if I open my legs for you and the fit is right, I'm going to feel as vulnerable and feminine as I can, dressed or not. Let me be clear. I never wanted to and don't now want to be a woman. I'll keep my balls and small dick. The thrill of dressing is the violation of the taboo, as is the thrill of getting fucked, surrendering control yet working towards a shaking and shivering climax with ropes of cum leaking from my soft, imaginary clit.
So here's the question for you bottoms. Do you maintain a male-male image while you're being fucked? Or do you slip into the convention of the male penetrating the female when your ass is full of cock? For me it doesnt matter if I'm in boxer shorts and a bitch slapper or 4 inch heels and thigh highs, once that cock is in me, I'm a girl. What about you?
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