Hi! I’m a 21 year old trans gal looking to get into kink. If you wanna show me the ropes, don’t live too far, and can host then send me a message! I promise I don’t bite

As Bella Bunny, I carry a secret confession deep in my heart, one that’s shaped me as a 60-year-old sissy from Mission Viejo, CA. It’s about my neighbor—let’s call him James—a man whose family has been intertwined with ours for years. Our families were close, sharing barbecues, holiday gatherings, and lazy afternoons by the coast, walking the trails I’ve always loved. James was a fixture in my life, a charismatic soul with a laugh that filled the room, and I never imagined he’d awaken something hidden within me. It started five years ago, almost innocently, though looking back, I see the slow burn of his seduction. One evening, after a family cookout with classic rock humming from the stereo, he pulled me aside with a mischievous grin. He showed me photos on his phone—intimate, private shots of his wife pleasing him in ways I’d never considered. My pulse quickened, a mix of shock and curiosity stirring in me. He didn’t push at first, just let those images linger in my mind, planting a seed. Over months, those moments became a ritual—quiet chats where he’d share more, his voice low and teasing, drawing me into his world. I resisted at first, my life with my wife and family a comfortable shield, but James was patient. He’d catch my eye during our family outings, a knowing look that made my stomach flip. One night, after a few drinks and the kids off playing, he invited me to his garage under the pretense of showing me a car project. There, with the door barely cracked, he guided my hand, and I found myself tasting him for the first time. The rush was overwhelming—guilt tangled with a thrill I couldn’t name. That was just the beginning. Over time, he encouraged me to try on his wife’s silky panties, the fabric hugging me in a way that felt both foreign and right. Each step—oral play, dressing up, surrendering to his lead—unfolded over years, a dance of trust and desire. The pinnacle came one humid evening, the air thick with secrecy. In his bedroom, with classic rock still a faint echo from a distant speaker, he took me fully, my body yielding as his bottom. It was my first true dive into submission, a moment that birthed Bella Bunny, my sissy self. I learned the power of letting go, the joy of pleasing him, and the ache of keeping it hidden from my wife, who remained oblivious. Our families continued their closeness, oblivious to the intimate bond we’d forged in shadows. Then, a few months ago, James moved away—new job, new city, a clean break. The void he left is palpable. I miss his laughter at our gatherings, the way he’d brush my arm during a coastal walk, the secret glances that promised more. Without him, I feel adrift, my sissy desires simmering beneath the surface, unfulfilled. I’ve started exploring this side of me here, discreetly, longing to reconnect with that thrill. SoCal’s kink scene calls to me, but my heart still aches for James, the man who opened this door. I hope to find someone new to guide Bella Bunny, but a part of me will always miss him.

Let’s link, send me a message and let’s see what happens

Looking for respectful, like minded people that I can explore my sexual life with.

Between the fake profiles full of scammers, being ghosted numerous times, the creators of it really don’t seem to give a shit. Is there anyone even genuine on this app anymore?

Looking for female lees/subs interested in tickle sessions! Never had one and curious to try? Feel free to dm me!

If you’d like we could explore each other and have a exciting time whether it’s in the sheets or out in the world, adventure beckons.

i’ll do anything a goddess tells me to do 😈