the third sex

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Many ladyboys understand the fact that a lot of men like their women to act slutty, and they build up a persona of the teenage slut that would be hard for anyone to resist.

I well remember a young ladyboy friend who used to dress in a tennis skirt and trainers with white socks, and who had a knock-knee stance that brought me out in a hot flush. She was small and super-cute, and to tease me she would flip up her tiny skirt and display her beknickered little bottom, slowly pulling down her panties halfway before springing away from my grasp, giggling. The little minx.

I also find that dressing suitable ladyboys as schoolgirls brings out the tease in them, and that suddenly they start to speak in a lisping little-girl manner, give me shy little under-the-eyelash glances, and sit in a sprawling manner so that their panties can be clearly seen. When the uniforms come off, the white socks stay on, and the necktie too, if they are wearing one. Somehow they know instinctively that this is fantastically arousing.

I remember a genetic girl asking me once, what did I find so exciting about ladyboys. I told her that ladyboys know how everything works, that they understand what is a turn-on, and how to fulfil fantasies. My GG friend couldn’t really understand too well what I was saying. To her, being a girl was enough. Surely, all that men wanted was simply to have sex? Not so, I said. There is an enormous need for fantasy as well. If your fantasy is to be with a gorgeous little schoolgirl who acts in the most slutty way before revealing herself to be a boy, then so be it. It takes all sorts.

I also tried to explain the forbidden fruit aspect. Many young GGs know instinctively how to tease, but it stops there. You don’t get to have actual sex with them. But with a ladyboy, you know that along with the teasing, sex will certainly follow. Ladyboys don’t refuse sex. They still have the sex-drive of a male, and will be as excited as you at the thought of what is about to happen. Plus, they will be enthralled to see how you are falling for their feminine charms and their come-hither act.

I remember once taking photographs in a riverside park in Bangkok. My ladyboy model, Cherie, was very young and innocent looking. She jumped down next to the water, just out of sight of the people in the park, and promptly yanked her jeans down so that I had an eyeful of her pert, pale little bottom. Then she went into giggles as I gave an involuntary impression of a landed fish, eyes bulging and mouth opening and closing soundlessly.

On another occasion with another ladyboy, during one hot afternoon when she had stopped by and found my maid was still in the apartment working, she asked if she could take a shower. I sat working at my computer, while she showered and then emerged dressed only in a towel. I watched her, hot with desire, as she sauntered past and went into the kitchen. My maid was out on the balcony, watering the plants. My ladyboy friend gave me a sultry look, turned her back on me, dropped her towel, and then with both hands gently parted the cheeks of her bottom, laughing as I almost went into meltdown at my keyboard. Just in time, she grabbed the towel as my maid entered the room with her watering can.

Yes, of course, GGs do all this and more. But ladyboys sometimes do it better.

. . . . . . . …Dee: A bit bashful

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.Ladyboys are not into other ladyboys. I have only ever known of a couple of genuine ladyboy “lesbian” relationships, because ladyboys consider themselves female and they are into guys, not other ladyboys or for that matter, girls.

Fixing up a ladyboy lesbian shoot is therefore not always that easy. Some will do it simply because you ask, and that’s okay by me. But getting any real combustion going when you are taking the shots is something else entirely.

A while back I set up a shoot with Bea. I wanted to take some pictures of her with Toffee, but Toffee and she are roommates and therefore friends, and both nearly died of embarrassment when it came to the action.

Then I asked Bea if she would do it again with another friend, and she said she couldn’t do it with people she knew. A stranger would be okay. So I brought along Dee, and the two sat in my apartment and eyed each other up rather warily, then I took them off somewhere else and the shoot went okay. But it was pure sex – the kissing and hugging I also wanted to capture just didn’t happen.

A similar thing happened when I got Talisha and Jessica together. Again, these were roommates. They also happened to be the two of the most spectacularly endowed ladyboys on the Bangkok scene. They were happy to pose for the camera, and there was a little sex play, but play was all it was. Nonetheless, I was really happy with the set. With those two ladies, it would have been difficult to go wrong.

This shyness extends to ladyboys seeing each other naked. When I took Pat’s photos recently, she was terrified that her two friends Cherie and Ann, who had come with her, would catch a glimpse of her undressed. The door had to be firmly shut all the time.

However, I next did a shoot of Cherie, who is one of my favourite models. She isn’t so shy. Halfway through she went prancing out into the room totally nude, much to the amusement of the other two. She had a red feather boa, and danced around the room and out onto the balcony with the thing wrapped around her gorgeous little body. I found the whole episode very erotic, and Cherie clearly enjoyed herself.

But then the other day I did a video shoot of Dee, another girl who has a spectacular cock. On this occasion I brought along my maid’s son Ek, a fledgling ladyboy, to handle the video lights. I dressed Dee in a college girl’s uniform, and got busy with the video camera.

As the shoot progressed, I got more and more annoyed by the fact that Dee was covering up her dick with her hand. Then I turned round, and realised that Ek was standing behind me, admiring Dee’s erection. I couldn’t bundle him out of the room, because he was there to shift the lights around.

In the end, I lost my patience with Dee. Look, I said, this is a movie. I am trying to film your cock. How do you expect me to do it if you keep covering the f*@!&*g thing up?

“Sorry,” she said “I very shy.”

I got the video done in the end, but I had to throw away an awful lot of footage when I was editing the thing.

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The other day I was taking a set of photographs of a girl. A genetic girl, that is, not a ladyboy girl. By the time I had taken some shots of her with her pants down, I was running out of ideas what to do with her. The funny thing is, that after photographing ladyboys, everything else is a bit tame.

Like most adolescents I had always lusted over the idea of photographing naked girls. Eventually, unlike most, I got around to doing it. But then along came ladyboys and I found them so utterly fascinating to photograph that girls have since taken second place.

Consider. You have someone who looks like an attractive girl but who proves to have a large penis. Get both those elements into one photograph and you have something that, although these days it is relatively commonplace, is still nonetheless shocking. A decade or so ago, before the advent of the internet, few people would have seen that kind of photograph.

The penis is a remarkably beautiful part of the body, but usually it is stuck on the end of a smelly, aggressive man. Put one onto an attractive girl, and you change the equation. You also tend to lose the idea that admiring an erect penis makes you gay. In my experience of ladyboy lovers, and believe me I have met or corresponded with a vast number over the years, most are heterosexuals with a strong libido. Their interest in sex takes them beyond the conventional, but not into the realms of being gay.

Penises come in many shapes and sizes. The best ones to photograph have a foreskin that rolls back to reveal a bright pink head – not always a common sight in this part of the world, and usually seen only on people with light coloured skin.

Then, consider photographs of your model jerking off and sending spurts of semen into the air (if you are lucky) or at least making a creamy, sticky mess on her tummy. That makes for really exciting pictures. Genetic girls can’t do that!

So, when I do take pictures of GGs, once the initial excitement is over, and the tease shots and the up-the-pussy shots and the bottom shots are done, I’m fiddling around wondering what to do next. Yes, there is plenty that can be done, I know, but I’m so geared up to the final climatic wanking sequence that I feel a bit lost.

A funny old life, sometimes, eh?