Desires: Memes and thoughts

I was having a conversation with one of my Twitter followers about my desires and this morning I felt I needed to share them here with you, in the hopes that by my sharing them, they will, some how, come to fruition.

If you read my blog, then you know first hand I identify as a pussyboy, I even consider my pussy to be my gender if you will: pussy/they/her a VERY non-binary approach to my gender identity. But if you understand the vernacular, and thinking of this topic, you may understand where I am coming from. I believe I mentioned here that my thinking goes beyond that of "faggot" which is a whole other mind set, and that my being pussy is more.

With all that said the real reason for this post is my desire. I want and or need a Daddy that understands me fully, accepts me fully and understands the thinking; but I think a lot of as pussyboi's want this. My desire goes beyond even this, and this is where it gets interesting.

I have this BIG really unexplored "Daddy" side when it comes to boi's/gurls like me. I find it so erotically charged when a boi/gurl spreads his legs and offers me his pussy. Now I know what your going to say, "Um, but, Charlie your pussy yourself, what the hell do you expect to do with another pussy?" Well let me tell you plenty!

I'm a huge fan of rimming, which I believe I've spoke about here. Last guy I rimmed, my face never left his pussy for over an hour,, before I came up for air! Then there is fingering, which I could do with a piggie guy for days on end. Then don't get me started on dildo play. Nothing hotter in my opinion than pegging another bottom boi, giving him.... even if it's silicone/rubber/plastic the pounding he deserves. In my thinking even in that situation I'm being of service to HIM! I'm making him happy. Then, not for the faint of heart mind you, there's fisting. 

I've had decades of experience as a fisting top, and thankfully, I have small hands, or so I'm told. If the guy gets off on it, I'll do it. And here is the odd thing, if you will, I get rock hard doing it, and in very few instances over the years I have topped. Now though, I wonder if my topping as a pussyboy, is letting "my brother" pussyboy disappointed as I'm not a TRUE top? Is my topping a disservice?

Anyway, I really believe, to the core of my being I could easily and quickly for in love with a guy/gurl like me. Have a loving, caring relationship together. In an open relationship where together and separately we serve MEN but are fully honest about those encounters with each other. Then come home to each other for our own fun.

A guy/gurl grounded in who they are, know who they are, willing to explore even deeper with me, who they are. Someone comfortable in their own skin to be a home nudist, and even public nudist, like me. Someone to hold at night, spooning each other. Someone to explore our kinks together. Someone I could even marry. Someone, like me who GETS it. I would move heaven and earth for either type of relationship.

Is it so much to ask for, and yes I'm open to inquiries! 

Emasculation: Meme's and thoughts

“Stick your tongue out at me, baby boy, and Daddy's going to put it to real good use. Your so goddamn pretty in in your pretty pink panties Daddy bought for you. It's not hard to resist my baby girl looking like that”. This was the warning I gave before I fucked his throat pussy over and over, blowing load after load on his face until he was completely glazed. Then I made him lick it all up. My finger comes out of his slick pussy. I give a lil slap on his boi-ovaries and I let go of his face.

"Turn around, baby girl, show Daddy that beautiful pussy." 

Then them hands was on my pussy. Just rubbing them pussy-cheeks. Slapping me playfully, jiggling them..

"That's a hot fucking pussy, baby girl and that goddamn perfect lil baby girl cunt."

I guess he was just looking at my fucking cunt, cause Daddy sure as fuck wasn't touching it yet, just playing with my pussy-cheeks.

 I proceeded to pound those cakes and blow another load in its petite little boy pussy.

Insolence has its price. In this case it’s a bruised throat and gaping boicunt.

This morning my mind is on emasculation.

Goggle dictionary describes emasculate as: Depriving a man of his role or identity. Synonyms include: effeminate, effete, unmanly. unmasculine, girlish, namby-pamby, sissy, girly, camp, limp wristed, queeny and epicene

Or to make a man weaker or less effective. Synonyms include: weakened, make feeble, debilitate, enfeeble, enervate, dilute, and erode.

Personally I enjoy the idea of being girly and limp wristed. I'm gay, duh. I'm supposed to be a bit campy in my opinion, and maybe that's my generational thinking as I'm soon to be 55. I'm also a pussyboy power bottom. I adore getting fucked, and fucked stupid. You know, walking a bit funny, your pussy is sore from use, it could be difficult to sit. More or less, in some vernacular some would say I'm a faggot. I don't mind that word either but this is coming from a place of my being involved with Queer Nation and ACT UP. I was a big time, very loud activist nationally. I embraced by faggotness.

I didn't and still DON"T want to assimilate. I am not everyone else. I am not the societal norm, by far. I don't see myself as male or female. Possibly non-binary, but I've written on here this idea of being a third gender, and then taking it the step further that I'm just my true sex organ, and that sex organ happens to be my boipussy. That being pussy is my gender. I know it's very unique, different and possibly disturbing idea but I think it wraps up beautifully who I am. 

Submissive, yes. Passive, yes to the point you would think I was June Cleaver. Does my pleasure come from being of use to a dominant, hell yes. Does that pleasure come from being HIS pussy, fuck yes. Put me in thigh highs, chastity and even high heels you bet your life. Call me a girl, yes. Am I a housewife type, you better believe it.... henny I was Martha Stewart before Martha ever hit the scene.

I don't mind emasculation. Hell, I thrive there. But, here lately I see myself with someone like me in a long term committed relationship, loving each other but in an open relationship where we service MEN together and separately but come home to each other for our own fun together. Maybe, somebody younger than me, or just a tiny bit older.... as I've always been the younger "boi" in my long-term relationships.