1. My First Time as Sara... Pt. 05


    Date: 6/13/2016, Categories: Anal, Fetish, Trans, Author: naughty_bi_interest, Source: xHamster

    crossdresser – sissy – lingerie – anal – trap – oral – transexual – stockings – coquette – sissy boi I've become Sara now for just about a year. One year of exploring deeply who I was, my past, my history and who I've become at this moment. I was no longer just John, the meek man who was dumped by his fiancé for not being man enough. That skin was shed. Instead I became Sara. I became empowered and in charge of my life. It was as if panties and heels, cute girl next door dresses and sultry and sexy lingerie gave me a sense of empowerment. I also had Steve with me the entire way. He became in a way my charge. From that first moment that he saw me in full dress to this very moment, he was there for me. He cared for me and has even told me that he loved me. I have a man who told me that he loved me. I cared for Steve, and despite my indiscretion with Josh, I cared for him deeply. I wanted to say I loved him but either fear of rejection again or something else that held me back from saying that I loved him. One night, after another amazing night of watching movies and amazing sex, he popped the question. It was sweet how he did it. While I'm nestled in his broad chest, him stroking my hair, he told me of everything he was feeling. How he was deeply in love with me. How he saw a future with me, with us. Then he pulled out the ring. It was perfect. Small and dainty but elegant at the same time. On the light coming in from the safety light it sparkled and shined. In that moment I ...
    was overwhelmed. I mean he loved me for me. There was no worries about him finding out what I really was. He loved me because I was Sara. I sat up to look at him and told him I needed time. Time to think about all of this. It was so sudden and too much to handle in that exact moment. It made for an uncomfortable rest of the night. I know he was expecting me to say yes right away and when I said I needed time, his face dropped. Over the next few days I thought about it. It consumed my every single free minute. I didn't want to make any decision like this lightly. It was a decision that had me question who Sara was deep inside. While I cared for Steve, I didn't want to be a wife. It wasn't that I wouldn't be a good one but I felt that there was far more to explore in who I was than what I was at this time. In my world, I was John and then when I was home or with Steve, I was Sara. The conflict of two personalities couldn't exist. Where John was safe, Sara was more dominate, more exotic and more free. I had to be Sara always and how I saw Sara was not a wife to a loving man. I saw Sara as a woman every man. A woman that was a desire to any man who wanted her. She was strong and in charge of herself and her sexuality. I was a coquette and this allowed me to move in this world as free as I wanted. I would live my life as her and her alone and explore it and the men that lived in it. I wanted to be always Sara. The breakup with Steve was hard. It was devastating. It devoured my soul ...
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