Hi, I’ve been using your site for, jeez, almost a year now and I wanted to write in and thank you for helping me to manage my obsession with shemales. You see, for many years now I’ve fantasized about being with a transgender woman but I’ve never been able to pull the trigger. I got married when I was 24 years old and I hadn’t yet done all the silly sexual things that young men tend to dabble in. I never screwed a bunch of girls, never had a crazy cross sexual experience, nothing like that. Thankfully, I don’t actually regret any of that. The only thing I really regret is that I didn’t hook up for a shemale sex at some point in my life.

I’ve had this obsession with shemales since I was 21 and I saw one at a club. It was a few months after my birthday and my roommates and I had gone to a nightclub to get wasted and try and pick up chicks. I was dancing with a really hot blonde chick when I spotted a brunette from across the room. There was something about her that attracted me immediately, those I wasn’t able to put my finger on it right away. I danced with the blonde for one more song and then excused myself, making my way over to the brunette. She was holding a drink and standing alone when I reached her. I went right for it, jumping into a conversation with her right away. We ended up hitting it off pretty well actually and we chatted for the next fifteen minutes before I asked her to dance.

We headed to the dance floor and began moving to the thumping baseline coming through the speakers. She moved in a sensual way, swaying her hips back and forth while holding her arms in the air. I put my hands on her hips and pulled her closer, holding her body tight next to mine. My crotch ground against hers and my dick immediately grew hard. Now that I could look directly in her face I noticed that she was impossibly beautiful and sensual. I was more attracted to her than I had been to anyone in my life. We danced for a few more minutes before I just went for it, leaning in for a kiss. I put my lips against hers and pressed, opening my mouth ever so slightly. I had a brief moment of nervousness that I was being rejected before she responded by opening her mouth fully and letting me in. She put her hands around my neck and we kissed deeply, our tongues intertwining.

Before we could take it any further she pulled away, looked me in the face, and just turned around and headed towards the door, almost running. I was entranced and I had to follow after her. What could I have done to turn her off? I followed her all the way outside and down a small alley where she began sobbing slightly, choking back what seemed like a flood of tears. I stood next to her and tried to calm her down, asking her what the problem was. After nearly ten minutes of calming and cajoling she eventually told me that she was in fact not a she, that she had a penis. She was a shemale. At the time I didn’t even really know what a shemale was and the only word that was going through my head was penis, so I freaked out a little. I didn’t do anything to her; I just stormed back inside and found the sluttiest girl in the joint to fuck.

It was about a month later that I realized what I had given up that night, and it was then that my interest in hot shemales really began. Nothing ever came of it though, that night in the club was the closest I’ve ever gotten to being with a shemale. At this point I would end up losing my marriage if I were to give in to temptation and sleep with a shemale, but that doesn’t mean I don’t think about it all the time. My mind is constantly awash with thoughts of shemales, and over the past year I’ve been using your site to help quell the desires I have.

Typically, I’ll visit the site and browse the new links looking for a gallery I haven’t seen yet. When I find one that features a girl I’m attracted to I like to whip out my cock and construct an elaborate fantasy starring the t-girl in the gallery. I imagine that she and I are having a romantic rendezvous in a motel room. I’ve snuck away from my wife for the night and I’m finally going to live out my lifelong fantasy of having sex with a shemale, both ways.

I look at the shemale videos and stroke myself, thinking about what it would feel like to have her cock in my ass, hearing her sexy voice telling me how much she likes fucking me, how good it feels to be in my ass. Maybe she’d even smack my ass a little bit, that would probably feel good. Then I think about what it would be like to turn the tables and fuck her, missionary style, driving my tongue into her mouth while I drive my cock into her tight ass. We would look into each other’s eyes as I pound away at her shemale ass, moaning deeply and telling her how beautiful she is. Then we would have a mutual orgasm, both of us cumming at the same time, maybe even on each other. I’ve never had cum on my face, but it seems like the girls in porno enjoy it quite a bit. It seems like it would be quite erotic coming from the cock of my shemale lover

I know it’s all just a fantasy, but it keeps me from going insane, and that’s the most important thing. I don’t know what I would do without your site and its comprehensive guide to all things shemale. You’ve really kept me sane the last year and I want to thank you very much for that.