About Last Night

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Nice

I feel like lately I have been portraying my relationship with my wife as one of master and servant hahah. It's not that way at all, I think we live a pretty normal married life although the husband is really probably more the wife now. This is from a beautiful dinner we had out last night.

Panties

Recently my wife has been acting more and more dominant. It is ok with me, actually it feels like a natural thing. Since I have been more and more the wife and girlfriend she has just naturally become stronger and stronger. It's very different from how she was when I married her, sometimes shockingly so, but I am really beginning to be attracted to it. I noticed that recently the panties she has been buying me have been gradually getting smaller and smaller. So much so that I started to think their was a message here. I mean recently they have had a front section the size of a triangular postage stamp. Well, last night I asked her about it as we lay in bed, and she started to massage my cock, (which has been really nice and different because she had not touched my cock for almost two years always telling me I should put it away.. girls don't have cocks. ) She smiled and said "I love how really tiny panties look on you". As she rubbed my front like a girl, never as a man, never stroking she said" Wow you really are getting a lot smaller aren't you!?" (The hormones and inactivity having a big effect) "You are still way to big for a girl though. I think you should be smooth and soft and tiny in front don't you?" As she talked and massaged me somehow she managed to twist a knot with my thong around my testicles… I know she knew what she was doing but this was still so different for her.. being so forceful. Then as she tightened the noose and I cringed she came up to whisper in my ear. "if I asked.. would you talk to the Doctor about getting rid of these?" .."Yes" I squeaked… and I would too if she asked. "I love that honey that is so sexy that you would do that for me." As she reached in the nightstand for her dildo she finished "Now lets get some cock in you so we can talk some more".

Sweet

My wife did something I thought was so sweet. The night of my mini-breakdown after getting outed at a dinner, I was sitting on the couch in tears. My wife came and sat beside me pulling my head to her chest she stroked my hair and said "don't worry baby.. as soon as you decide it's time I will make sure that you are so beautiful when you go out that no one will ever mistake you for a boy again."

Boy Troubles

Another question that I am asked often is wether I have been with a guy yet. The answer is no. As many of you know who read my blog or are my friends in real life my wife has been hoping that I might find a guy friend. Well several weeks ago, she convinced me to go out for drinks with her and a co-worker who she has been friends with for sometime and she confided in our story and even showed him photos of Jamie. He apparently thought I was attractive and was interested in getting to know me. We met for drinks and then again a week or so later. Things were very laid back and nice and I was actually enjoying it. We were friendly and had progressed to hugs and kisses on the cheek goodnight. The following week my wife asked if it would be ok if he came to our home for drinks and I said it would. Well the week leading up to him coming over every night my wife and I were having furious sex with her just getting more and more excited and telling me how amazing sex was going to be with all three of us the coming Friday night. With the coming event and the incredible build up over the week of expectations and pressure... I dont know what else to say... I panicked. I told her I would not see him anymore and that I wanted to stop for awhile. She was very understanding and we took a break from talking about her finding me a boyfriend for a few weeks. I started to feel terrible about what I did I actually thought that she might not bring it up again but i was wrong, lol... it is something she really thinks should happen and she is right back at it. After this time has passed I am feeling much better and more open to it if the right guy comes along.

Confused Part two

First I just wanted to thank so many who have written with concern over my last post. As I stated before I went to a work dinner and was confronted by a very nice woman asking if I was transitioning to female. I was somehow unaware how much my looks had changed even as a man. Well reality pretty much smacked me in the face. When I returned home that night and the next day my Wife was super supportive and let me talk things out with her. In the end she made me feel much better and encouraged to continue on. It was kind of interesting though, I did see two dynamics working in my wife. The first night after getting home my wife was only positive and comforting..saying she loved me as a boy and as a girl.. telling me it would be ok if I stopped but it would be such a shame because I am so pretty now.. that God wouldn't have given me such feminine attributes if he didn't want me to use them.
 The next day however something interesting happened.. we were sitting on opposite couches drinking our morning coffee when I suggested to her that maybe I should stop the hormones and go back to mostly being a guy.. she sat back almost shocked and said very sternly.. actually interrupting me before I finished speaking.. "NO.. we won't be doing that".. well then I was kind of shocked, I honestly didn't know that she felt so strongly about this but obviously it is much more important to her than I thought. In the end, I am happily back on track and feeling fine now, thanks again!!

Confused

 I had a very strange and moving experience last night. I was asked to consider being on a Board of Directors for a local arts foundation. Last night was kind of a first meeting get to know me thing by the other members of the board. I thought I should try to be as "manly" looking as possible so I pulled my hair back, put on baggy khakis and a leather jacket and put on my thick rimmed Ray Bans to try to take attention away from my eyebrows. The evening went along really well I was feeling very happy and confident. Then nearing the end of the night and after several glasses of wine one of the women on the board approached me alone and gave me a crooked smile.. she said "You are very sensitive aren't you?" "I guess so".. I responded, kind of confused. She continued "I think you are really brave.. and you look so happy".. "Thanks but I am not really sure what you mean?' I said. "Well.. you are... evolving.. aren't you?.. becoming what you really feel you should be right? Becoming what makes you happy"… I was shocked, I am sure my jaw dropped.. she lightly grabbed my arm and said, you are transitioning into a woman aren't you? I mean you are just so beautiful, I really mean that".. I tried to speak but I don't think what came out was English.. I was stunned… I went from feeling very confident to feeling completely vulnerable and foolish… how I could I be so stupid? I literally thought no one knew.. at least not when I was in boy mode. I came home completely shattered in a way.. I am still today trying to figure out what it means.. have I been more known than I realized all this time? Should I start telling people? Should I only dress as a woman now? I am very confused. I thought I could manage two separate identities. Sorry this was a serious post.. I guess I am using it as therapy.

Knowing

 Sometimes I feel like I get a little closer to realizing how a girl must feel. Last night as I watched tv on the couch in my new satin baby doll nightie my wife bought me for Valentines (I just can't stop wearing it I love it!) my wife came down from her shower in her pj bottoms and very tight fitting, worn thermal tee. As she strode toward me with her long hair still wet I couldn't help but notice the outline of her huge cock in her tight pj bottoms.  She gave me an evil half smile as she leaned over pinning my shoulders down as she roughly shoved her tounge in my mouth. At this moment she seemed so muscular .. even a bit masculine.. she has been working out so much lately she is probably stronger than I am now and even more muscular. As my silky thin legs are tucked under me I am unable to move. Her bombshell D cup breasts look even larger in her tight thermal .almost intimidating .she is a comic book hero come to life as I look down at my own small budding breasts I realize even as two women now she still dominates me after roughly kissing me until I am breathless she starts to squeeze my breasts and pinch my nipples as she moans a little.. as do I. She is holding my long blonde ponytail with one hand as she cups my new breast in the other. Suddenly she brakes away and stands up, in the same motion still pulling my ponytai guiding my face to her cock. She uses my ponytail as a handle to move my head and face up and down the length of her covered rock hard cock. I know what I have to do and quickly pull down her bottoms until her cock springs to life smacking my cheek.. she giggles a little but then to business again squeezes my hair a little harder and shoves her cock in my mouth. Although she is usually very tender and loving in sex ..tonight she is not. There is no other way to describe it .. she is fucking my mouth and I am just trying to keep up. She stands still for moment hands on hips just staring down almost critiquing my performance.. I know she is studying my form so I try to be as sensual as I can looking up at this powerful women as I suck her cock. It is not lost on me that a couple years ago our positions were the exact reverse.. somehow I know that she knows this too and is enjoying it.

 She breaks away and strides confidently over to the couch and I follow behind.. as she stretches out she says "climb up there little girl"..  I do, and as I slowly lower my pussy on my mans cock I sigh.. she smiles and just lies back to enjoy the show.. I know this is going to be all me so I move slowly at first .. gyrating my ass eventually trying to be as sexy as I can.. she commands "Show me your breasts.. squeeze them for me baby".. I am not sure why maybe its the feeling of being a little humiliated, being on display.. maybe its the overwhelming feelings coming from my pussy or maybe its the hormones but I start to cry.. a combination of tears and moans as I continue to ride her cock.. eventually I am completely overcome and I nearly black out as I come in my tight little panties.

I nearly fell as I rolled over off her and curled up exhausted I was shocked out of my sleepy daze by her firmly grabbing my ponytail and pulling… "oh nooo you are not finished yet" she said almost in a mean tone .. I was confused… "just because you came you don't get to go to sleep because you're not in the MOOD anymore… what if your boyfriend isn't finished yet?" "You need to learn this  baby, you need to STAY in the mood" at this she roughly shoved her cock to the back of my throat. As I gagged and tried to catch up she pistons in and out of my mouth while she held my ponytail rock solid. After I am not sure how long she started to almost scream.. "Yessss  baby I am coommmiinng".. at this she pulled out and in the same motion while holding my hair with one hand she squeezed her balls hard shooting load after load of her come on my face and breasts… "oh God honey you look so fucking beautiful with come on your face"

Hard

It is so hard when she does this to me. When she leaves to run errands and go to the gym. What makes it hard is when she says as she kisses me good bye "Oh honey I cannot wait to fuck you when I get home.. make sure you wear something sexy pretty girl". Oh boy, the seconds are like hours. The anticipation.. and when she goes to the gym.. oh boy. I don't know what it is about going to work out but she gets so macho afterward. A few days ago when she told me the same thing she came home kissed me at the door, walked right past me and marched up the steps, only to return a minute later naked except for her huge strapon cock bouncing still sweaty from the gym as she strolled down the stairs. She walks toward me.. no strides like a panther towards me.. grabs me by the shoulders and spins me around.. hard.. and in the same motion shoves me over the arm of the couch. She then grabs my hair by the fistful (another benefit of growing my hair out) pulling and arching my back and with my 5" heels tilting me forward puts my pussy in the perfect position for her to guide her cock in one motion all the way in until her balls are pushed hard against my bum. She then pulls out slowly but then after sensing I am warmed up starts to fuck me in earnest and she is slapping my ass so hard it echos over my purring and occasional squeals through the house. Now she is really working hard and with every thrust she moves me and the couch a little further across the room until we finally hit the wall and even then this only adds to her leverage. As I feel her wonderful cock burying hard into me I feel with every thrust forward we bang loudly against the wall and all of the sudden it hits me.. this is all so familiar.. when I was a college boy I would fuck girls exactly like this, I loved being a muscular guy fucking a girl across the room and banging her and a couch or bed against the wall... but now she is the stud.. and I am the girl getting fucked.