Transgender World Confessions
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Post your confession here updated 5/5/2013
I first put on women’s clothes when I was about 4 years old and it just felt so right. I dressed in secret from then forward till I was 20. When I turned 21 I put on a bra an panties and thigh high stockings then jeans and a tee shirt and sandals and when to an adult book store, I looked around at some of the gay and Tgurl magazines as I noticed a middle aged man watching me. I got some tokens an went into the video arcade dropped in some tokens an picked a trannie film, about a minute later the man that was checking me out walked in and said “you need some company sweety”. I just nodded my head and he closed and locked the door, he unzipped his pants took my hand and put in inside of his fly and said ” now be a good little slut an take care of your mans cock”. I wrapped my fingers around his 8″ cock and removed it from his pants an gently stroked it till it was hard. He said to me ” on your knees gurly ” and I dropped to my knees, he said ” good, now suck it like the little slut you know you are”. I licked the head of his manhood and then slid my lips over the head as he placed his hands on the back of my head and began to slowly pump his manhood in and out of my hungry mouth. I was shacking with excitement as he continued talking dirty to me an dominating my as I totally desired. He worked my mouth for more then ten minutes and I was in heaven, knowing that this is what I really should be, a submissive little slut to be used for pleasuring men. He tightened his grip on my head an told me that ” you are about to reserve my reward an “you are going to swallow every drop.” Then he began to ejaculate a huge amount of sweet hot sperm into my mouth and down my throat saying ” yes gurly, swallow all of that load, you know you love it” , and I did. Then he took his manhood from my mouth an wiped it on my face telling me ” your such a dirty little slut aren’t you, be here tomorrow at the same time, I am going to breed you”. He slapped my face with his manhood an then put it in his pants and walked out the door leaving it open with me on knees looking like a used slut. Stephanie
Hello, I’m Kathleen Carroll, a sixty one year old cross dresser, I’ve been dressing since I was eight years old. I used to love dressing in my Mother’s clothes, as she and my Dad worked a lot and left me alone for many hours.. I think my Mother knew I was wearing her clothes, as I could never put them back exactly correct, as much as I tried. As I got a little older, and taller her clothes fit much better, I graduated to make up and her wig. I loved wearing her girdles, stockings and full slips, today I still have a love for retro fashions. A year or so after my sister was born, I was a full time babysitter and part time big sister. When I got married, I still cross dressed, but mostly in private, my wife knew and tolerated it, but didn’t really accept it. Now that I’m older and have a place to dress, I’m loving every minute of my dressing. I’m still in the closet, but am thinking about a public appearance. I belong to a local group that is out all the time. I purchased a Bladder Vee string a few years ago, my third over the years and it makes a huge difference in feeling totally feminine. I recently came out on the net on Flickr, it is very liberating and I have meet some really nice and supportive gurls, it’s comforting to know that there are so many of us out there with this “hobby” and are feeling many of the same things. I see some of the gurls on Flickr and am struck how beautiful they are as women, they are so convincing. So I’m cross dressing more and loving every minute of it and thanks to Castle Supply, I’m feeling a lot more like a real lady. I entered the Castle contest this month, hope I win….Come visit me on Flikr http://www.flickr.com/photos/31150269@N06/ - Kathleen190153@yahoo.com
Hello ladies. I have been a lifelong, closeted, crossdresser currently in my early 50′s. About 6 years ago I had what I thought at the the time was a close support network to whom I had come out of the closet. They were supportive and helpful encouraging me to come all the way out and go public. Feeling bold and empowered I did just that. Wow, was I in for a shock. My network of “friends” evaporated and I was publicly humiliated. What I was most unprepared for was the anger and hatred I experienced from my own family. Needless to say I jumped back in the closet and locked it tight. Most chalked it up to an emotional crisis and it was soon forgotten by all but me. While everything on the surface appears to be back to normal I still feel a certain amount of resentment. Well anyway, I have continued to dress in private and have not allowed myself to completely trust any supposed friend. Unfortunately that leaves me feeling desperately lonely. I am at a point in my life where I am starting to reach out, looking for others who dress, for support and friendship. Of course that is a bit difficult as I live in a rather conservative part of the country. Anyway, my femme side is a very strong part of my life and will never go away. I love this sight and love reading your posts and am grateful for the opportunity to share. Blessings. Barb
Hello Ladies. I just love reading these confessions. I am a 38 yo male 5′ 11” 245lbs. Live in Dothan AL. I would love to find a tgirl that is ready for a man to treat them like the lady they are. I am 100% real and hope to hear from you soon. David firstname.lastname@example.org
I worked at a job, that takes me to all parts of the country. I had to go on location in FL for 4 and a 1/2 weeks and asked my x brother-in-law if he wanted to have my apt because it was a lot closer to work for the time I was gone he said he would love it so I gave her the key, and off I went .I was gone for 4 and a 1/2 month not weeks. when I got back all I could think of was getting dress and looking as hot as I could, I spent all day getting into my very tight red leather corset, red patent leather thigh high six inch stiletto heels, black nylons, red patent choker with gold studs and big gold ring on the front, long red nails, long big gold earrings,lots of hot pink lipstick with red lip liner, very black sexy eyes with long lashes, short red hair, a really hot sexy perfume, that would make any man very very hard. I fixed my self a drink and just felt so hot and sexy! I was in the living room and the front door opened it put me at a lost to who had my key and then I remember about my x-brother-in-law , and was at my wits and what to say. He looked at me for a min and said I though it was you in the pictures I saw in the dresser they looked a little like you but I was not shore I have to say you look better in real life, wow! you are soooo hot he said, Can I get a little closer to see if you are real or just a dream because if you are real that lipstick is going to be all over my cock in about two min’s. I looked at him and all I could do was melt in to his arms He kissed me and the tongue that I so long to feel was in my mouth, I didn’t know it was going to be his tongue but I was glad it was, It didn’t take two min’s it was more like twenty and the kissing was as hot as any kiss I had in years. Before I new what was happening my earrings where bouncing on his thighs as I went up and down on his hard cock taking it deep in to my throat. In know time he erupted in to my mouth I swallow all I could and licked the rest clean . It was the first and the best day of my new life . Melinda.
Hello my Name is Felicity and I’m a 44 year old straight CD/TV from the the Philadelphia area. When I was 16 I crossdressed in the summer of 1981 with my GG Cousin. As a boy I always loved sports,tonka toys and all the boy stuff and still love guy stuff, but I always had a “female” side of me. In male mode you can’t tell but when I’m dressed femme, you can see that I’m built like athletic female,I’m 6’3″ 200lbs but slender,have broad shoulders thick arms but not muscular like most men,have a cup breasts which are nice,not flabby man boobs and my best feature are my legs. I definitley have women’s legs and I’ve been told by a GG that I have legs that a lot of women would kill for. After that summer, I stopped because I feared if it got out that I dressed in girl’s clothes,I would’ve been made fun of,called everyname in the book in school. I didn’t start dressing again till a couple of years ago when my wife decided to spice things up and ask if I would get dressed up in women’s clothes. So we went on online and ordered a wig,panties,dress,etc. when it arrived I put it on with make up and when I looked in the mirror,I couldn’t believe how great I looked dressed femme plus that comfortable feeling from 1981 came back and I knew my inner female is out and she’s not going back. I told my wife right there about 1981 and how I always desired to crossdress and loved femme stuff. She is very supportive of it and except for going to work,out with friends and family, I’m dressed femme at home most of the time and sleep femme every night. Even though I’m a guy and when in guy mode I’m totally male,but when I drees femme,my femme side comes out,plus I always felt more comfortable with women doctors and love spending time with women in general. I’m going to get a little “adult” here so I hope no one minds but all the women I’ve been with I always like them on top of me and like when a women takes control of me in bed.My wife sits on my face all the time, and when we are in bed,I have my wig on and I’m a submissive lipstick lesbian. Her sitting on my face,rubbing her clit and her tasty pussy juices running in my mouth which I swallow. Talk about heavenly bliss.Well that my confession,hope everyone enjoys.
Felicity Erica D.
My wife has been so understanding about my dressing. I hid it from her for many years…at least I thought I did. She knew something was happening after she went to bed. One night she came out to my studio in the back and I had forgotten to lock the door. What a shock she had seeing me all dolled up. It was several weeks later when we talked about what she saw. After talking it over, she said she’d rather know about it and accepted my alter ego. We have gone out several times even though I do not pass in any way. I don’t like to go out because of that. Even when I go to tg events, I usually do not dress unless we are in someone’s home and I feel safe. So, if you are on the fence about telling your girlfriend, wife, or s.o., you may be surprised at how accepting she is…however, everyone is different…so don’t take my experience as gospel truth. Have fun no matter what you do. Thanks Castle Supply for letting me tell my story.
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Hello Paula, I love this site and all the girls. As to your questions, You say you are Bi but you have never been with a man????? Tell your friend you are TS and let him make the decision, maybe your trying to hard. he has ask you out, go with him. Most CD’s and TS’s are very readable and you may be too so if I am right he knows and he wants to take you out anyway. Most guys that date CD’s and transsexuals are looking for sex thinking they are easy so you may want to be careful not to put your self in a position you would not want to make a complaint about if he was to get out of line. Good Luck. Christy
Bi-sexual t-girl, started to go out en femme this summer and met a male friend that I have feelings for. He texts me at different times and I just dont know how to approach him. He has seen me dressed to the hilt (by accident) and I have fantasized about being with him. He always treats me respectfully and is so nice. When I was a teenager, I would go clothes shopping with my sisters and mom, I would look at everything a girl my age would wear. I always would be interested in men when dressed as a female. But now I am attracted to men even dressed as a male. Recently, I saw a man stretching in a locker room, getting ready to do a workout in the pool. He had a speedo suit on and an incredible body. I was immediately aroused as I went into the adjoining bathroom and couldnt wait to get another peek at his sculptured body. Getting back to my friend, I would love to dress as a female and go out on a date with him. It would be a dream to kiss(hours) and hold him. I would do anything he requested, pleasuring him would be the least I could do. I even have an outfit all picked out. He has asked me to visit him over the winter, but I dont want to blow it(no pun intended) and show up dressed as a female. Any suggestions???
Paula Ann Bulloch
My mom caught me numerous times when I was a teenager, dressed to the hilt. She eventually let me dress as a girl after begging her. When I was a senior she took me shopping to get some clothes for myself and started to dress at home more. Throughout my high school years I would give my neighborhood friend a bj or hand job. It was a very private thing and no one knew it went on. My mom gave me permission to actually go on a date to the movies with him. It was the greatest night of my young life. It took an hour to get myself made up, my mom actually helped me with my foundation and especially my eyes, I never looked better. I wore the sexiest panty and bra set(pink nylon) and black thighi’s with black 4″ heel mules. I had a silky skirt with multiple colors of black, pink and white. With a v-neck red top and beautiful necklace. What a feeling to walk into a movie dressed to the hilt as a women and to be with someone you have feelings for. Jake kept feeling my nylon thigh throughout the movie and I couldnt keep my hands off him. I couldnt wait to get to the car and feel his beautiful cock in my hand and then take it in my mouth, swallowing his load. I am 23 now, living as a women and cherish everyday, love the site.
I live I Dayton Ohio..Are there any Castle Cuties in my neihborhood?
Been wishing to escape the closet and begin a new life as the woman I’ve always wish I could be. I have this fantasy of sucking the cock of my neighbor…He keeps complaining about his Girl friend…All the man wants is to have a good blow job and she plays games with sex. I would like to ask him to call me and ask for Cynthia to pay a visit…I want to get on all my best…and go to his house and pout my hands on his crotch and feel a dick grow..Feel it get so big and me get so excited that I have to “Unzip” him and stare at a hardon…Get close to it and finally open my mouth and take it ion. Lick the head and really suck on it till I get a mouth full of pure pleasere…I don’t know if I am a cocksucker or not..But I do know I want to experience a BIG One in my mouth and even the kiss on a mans lips has got my excitment bubble on. I’ve got to et dresseed and then I’ll be back….I love dressin as a woman
Hi I am a long time crossdresser and I’m finally coming out of the closet. I am gay.
I love playing with dildos too,they are fun to use on my girlfriend and on myself when she’s not around. I have several sizes for fucking her and some for oral sex.She likes me to fuck her with one and then watch me suck her juices off then French kiss her.Dildos are the next best thing to being there.My girlfriend says she loves her 8″ pink dildo the best it is so soft to the touch and feels real inside of her.When I dress up sexy I like playing lesbian and we fuck each other with dildos,she gets fucked with her favorite one and I get fucked with the hand shaped dildo or she fucks me with her hand sometimes. Sindy
I am a staight married man that has a fantacy of being taken advantage of and then taking advantage of a TG
My name is Julie. I have been dressing as a schoolgirl and playing with my dildos and I am very good at it. I have changed my dildos Throughout the years, starting with small ones. I have fucked Peter North Dildo many times having him cum in my ass over and over. Everytime he shot inside me I would completely melt and open up. There was also the Ron Jeremy Dildo which I fucked for years until until I found my present plaything the amazing Lex Steele 11″ long thick fat black cock. I am melting in my panties thinking about it. I have fucked these toys in my bed, my truck inside the truck andin the rear bed on a couch pillow. I recently climbed out the window of my house on a warm summer night and fucked on my roof, and If any neighbors were looking, what a show they got. Send me your email and I will send you some photos and videos if you like…Julie
I am wondering if anyone out there has a dildo habit? I just watched “Real sex” and it was about dildos for boys and girls. I love to play with dildos. I use them on my girlfriend and some times she uses them on me. We have all sizes, some vibrate and one squirts liquid. It is my favorite,I Fill the bulb with Ky and I can fuck my mouth and squirt cum down my throat and it lubes my throat and I can fuck longer. I like to watch her fuck her pussy with it and squirt Ky into herself and then I eat her and pretend that she was fucked by someone else and I am eating her juices and his cum and I often cum playing this out. She Likes to help me dress as a school girl and she likes fucking me with a big dildo untill I cum and then she wants me to fuck her. I fuck her first with the squiter. I haft to wait for a while before I can fuck again after I cum so I use the dildo to keep her going until I can get hard again. I live in Portland Oregon, I’m 25 and my girlfriend is 31 and we both like viberators and dildos. We would like to hear if other people like to play with dildos. Please post somthing here to turn my girlfriend on. Kristy and Gene
I have fond memories of the first time that I ever sucked a cock. I was 14 years old and I had been wearing my older sister’s clothing for several years. I was over my friend’s house. His name was Francis. He was very much more sexually advanced than I was. I am sure that he had no knowledge of my desire to be a girl. He would tell me about his experiences with girls. How they would masturbate him and he would give them a hankerchief to clean his cum. I would go over to his house quite often and no one would be home but Francis. One night as we were sitting on the couch and he was telling me about a girl feeling his cock I asked him if I could touch his cock. He was somewhat surprised. He was not sure of what I said. I reached over and touched his crotch.Francis then knew that I wanted to touch his cock. He unzipped his pants and took his hard cock from his briefs. Ooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh how wonderful it was to touch another boy’s cock. I kissed his cock and took it into my mouth. His cock felt so wonderful in my mouth. It was not very long before Francis shot his warm load into my mouth. I remember that night always.
I had a similar episode as Bobbi Ann Mason’s when I was a freshman in high school. I would always wear my older sister’s lingere, sqirts, shoes, her makeup, wigs, I loved it. There were boxes of old clothes stored in the playroom downstairs and it is where I spent all my time. I couldnt wait to come from school and wear her things. I was always the weak one in the neighborhood or in school. Boy’s wouldnt dress near me in the locker room, calling me gay or a fag. I wanted to be a girl 24/7, I would dream of going to a dance with a boy, sitting close to him in his car. When I was a freshman in high school, the only boy that was nice to me, came over to hang out. I didnt know he was coming and was dressed to the hilt downstairs. I was wearing my sister’s sexy blue nylon panties with garters(attached nude thighi’s) and matching satin bra. I was wearing a nylon silver mini dress with silver mules. I was just playing dress up as I did everyday. I was putting on makeup when David walked downstairs and caught me in the act. He started laughing and what was to do but just act like it was no big deal. We hung out for awhile, sitting on the couch and he would look at my exposed garters and stockings. I thought about all the times I wanted to be a girl and be with a boy. I just started to hold his hand and rub him softly on his leg and eventually worked my hand up to his balls. I unzipped his pants pulled out his cock(I was so nervous), and started to stroke him. I was even kissing him all over his body, he was definitely turned on. He started to cum and without hesitation put my red lips on his thin cock and swallowed the rest. It was a day I will always remember.
It makes me so happy to dress and wear my VString. Once it warms up to my temperature, it becomes like a second skin. OOOOOOOOOOOOH it feels soooooooooo good.
It has been several years since I’ve posted . It’s good to have a “Private” PC again. A Good body shave is really important. The smooth touch is sooooo sexual and womanly. It seems like it’s taken me years to get it together…..Now it’s shower time…Cream rinse is a great help. I’ve beeb pulling my nipples alot too…got some change! Very soft No Hairs. I leave a patch in the Pubic zone ( Well trimmed look’s good) Haven’t nicked my legs for long time and they stay silky soft too. (I love the feel of fresh smooth legs in a new pair of Silken Mist Leggs..Turns me up a notch…Bout you?). Before the black panties go on I push my balls up and inside..they dissapear! I grab the head of my cock from behind my legs and pull it up and inbetween my freshly showered buns….it will stay there! Then It dressing like anyother girl…I have cum with everything in place too…many times…..I’ll be back ladies
I started writing down my recollections of how all my love of all things feminine got started and the influences that formed my personality. I loved the Betty Page, Alberto Vargas, and Elmer Batters eras.I always wanted to look just like Betty! I started wearing my mom’s bra, nylon panties, garter-belt and stockings early in my childhood, most likely when I was seven or eight. In the late 40′s and early 50′s, there was no such thing as pantyhose. Growing up as the oldest of three boys, I was always responsible for doing the laundry, dishes and taking care of the house. My mom worked the evening shift as a registered nurse so it was easy for me to sneak into her room and put on anything I wanted.One evening when I was folding all the laundry the feel of her soft nylon bullet bra and panties was so erotic that I couldn’t resist the temptation to try them on. I was instantly aroused and couldn’t help but masturbate in them. It was so much fun that I eventually got bolder and began started going through her lingerie drawer and trying on bra, panties, and nylons. I fascinated by her underwear and particularly her girdles. She came home early with a cold one day and caught me doing dishes dressed in her favorite sundress, nylons, and heels my first thought was Awwwww S . . .t! I was sure she would hit the roof. She was just speechless, at least for a few minutes and then I got that what-the-hell look. I was stunned when she said wasn’t angry but told me that it was nothing more than harmless adolescent experimentation and that I would eventually grow out it. I knew there was no way that can ever happen. I told her that the kids at my elementary school were always calling me a fag because I was so feminine looking and acting. There were nights after I went to bed that I would pray that I would wake up as a girl. There were times when I would day dream that I was a girl. I always had this inner feeling that I was a girl and strongly wanted to become a girl. In high school I borrowed my moms panties and bra’s and frequently wore them to school. I just always felt different and alienated from the other boy’s, I hated them because of their endless teasing. I loved spending more time with the girls; I was just more comfortable around them. By the time I entered fourth grade I knew I was not having fun being a boy. That pretty much lasted all the way through high school. When graduated and started school at the University of Florida I became incredibly attracted to another boy my age and eventually became friends. Jamey was a lot like me, slender, cute, and kind. He had many of the same feminine traits I had. It was just the way he carried himself and talked. We frequently did our homework together either at my apartment or his. But it was more fun at mine because no one else was around most of the time during the evening. One evening we were laying side-by-side on my bed, studying for a history exam. He just blurted out that he really liked me because I didn’t make fun of him. I told him I felt the same. Without any warning, he put his hand on top of mine and began kissing the back of my neck. I had an immediate erection but I was scared and excited, not sure what to do next. I turned to face him and we began kissing. It was my introduction to French kissing! How wonderful and incredibly exciting! His tongue on mine was so warm and wonderful. I couldn’t believe how soft and warm his tongue felt on mine. The next thing I knew, I was between his thighs, pulling down his briefs and taking him in my mouth! I was only seconds after I started sucking his cock that he came in my mouth. My first taste of cum was a huge shock. I wasn’t ready for how much cum could come out of such a slender body! It was a shock and the first time in my life that I had sucked some ones cock. I loved it. I simply could not get enough of him. But in truth, we were both pretty clumsy and had to experiment a lot to gain some experience and learn not race through our love making! It didn’t take many more visits and we started engaging in mutual masturbation and oral sex almost every time we got together! A couple of months after we began our affair I just knew that I had to explain to Jamey what I was. In the 50′s I was what was known as a transvestite. He wasn’t sure what I had just revealed to him. I told him I liked dressing like a girl because I enjoyed the feeling of being dressed in my mom’s clothes and makeup. Simply put, I felt much more comfortable wearing feminine clothing. He was shocked but not surprised. We were young, immature and not sure of ourselves or how we really felt about each other. He just told me he needed time to take in what I had just revealed to him. I told him I understood and if he wanted to end our friendship, I would just have to learn to live with it. He said he didn’t want to think about it; he just needed time to consider what I had just told him. I asked Jamey if he would like to see me dressed before he made up his mind about our relationship. He said he would and made arrangements for him to come over one night to see what he was getting into. I dressed in my best lace bra’s, garter-belt, stockings, peep toe heels, a full slip, white skirt and pink sweater. I had stuffed my bra with a home made breast form fill out my chest. I put on a little makeup, some lipstick and a little touch of perfume. When he arrived, all he could say was shocked. “I don’t believe it, you look so different”! I took his hand, led him to my bedroom. I asked him to just hold me take me in his arms. He hesitated for a few seconds but I told him I wouldn’t ask him to do anything that was against his nature. Much to my relief, he simply took my hand, and then held me close. It was an instant erection for both of us and I was so relieved that Jamey reacted the way he did! We held each other in a warm embrace for maybe a minute or two. I kissed him softly on his lips and then on his neck. Our breathing was pretty ragged and it only took seconds before I was on my knees in front of him. His little erection was gorgeous. It looked so beautiful. I told him to lie down on my bed. I looked up at Jamey while he lay there with his legs spread. I took his erection in my mouth and slowly sucked it and stroked him softly. Jamey was breathing heavily while I sucked him until he came in my mouth. This time, it I was ready for him to explode in my mouth. When he did, I just held it on my tongue, tasting his love and slowly swallowed it! He moaned, as I continued to lick the rest of his cum from the head of his gorgeous cock. I wanted to kiss him while my mouth was full of cum but he wasn’t ready so I just swallowed it all. I turned over on my back to relax when he asked me if I would like him to do the same. I raised my hips so he could bring my skirt up around my waist revealing my erection straining at my panties. He caressed my legs, feeling the warmth of my stockings. When he reached my crotch, Jamey took me in his hand and began stroking me slowly. The next thing I knew, he was licking the pre-cum from the head of my cock and then took all of me in his mouth. I knew at this point, I would never turn away from him! I loved Jamey with all my heart! He continued to suck my little cock until I came in crashing waves of ecstasy. Our love affair lasted all the way through high school and ended when we graduated and went our separate ways. Everyone we knew teased us, calling us fags and leaving nasty notes, stuffed through the locker door vents. We were desperate for all the brutal teasing to stop. We were both constantly teased and bullied to the point where socially we were devastated, puberty was destroying us physically, and our school classes were so easy but yet I was unable to concentrate on something more intellectually stimulating. The possibility of actually living as a woman didn’t merely seem like an utterly ridiculous solution. It just wasn’t even within the realm of possibility. And, even though I knew gender was part of my struggles, I didn’t realize how central gender was. I hated boy’s sports and was lousy at being a boy. I was having so much fun wearing mom’s clothes that I knew this was something I desperately wanted to be. . .a girl! It’s probably when I developed my fetish for panties, girdles, nylons and high heels! I spent a lot of time as a teenager, wondering what it would be like to be a genetic girl. I never knew there was such a thing as gender reassignment surgery until the world was introduced to Christine Jorgenson. But I wasn’t sure doing that was going to me happy. I knew that I would be happiest just to be treated well no matter how I dressed or acted. After all, I am a cross-dresser and by definition I enjoy everything about the clothes–The look, the sensuous feel of panties and nylon stockings on my skin, trying things on, the shopping, admiring and studying current fashions, etc. To deny the clothing aspect of it would be to deny a huge part of who I am and love being. In retrospect, my mom must have known what I was doing and just ignored my cross-dressing figuring it would burn itself out. Right after I graduated, I joined the Navy. I had to repress my need to feel feminine because I was always at sea on a ship. In my late twenties, I met another cross-dresser, purely by accident, at first it was nothing more that a wonderful friendship. On night over dinner, she proposed that we become more intimately involved. I was ecstatic! Our love affair, although we had to hide it from the Navy, managed to last over 4 years and ended when she was transferred to the west coast. I still miss her even after all these years! Over the years I’ve purged my closet more times that I can count; what a waste; especially all those beautiful heels! It wasn’t until after I met my future wife that I began to again feel that familiar urge. The first time I put on a pair of my wife’s underwear was when I realized I felt that old and irresistible urge to wear her panties and pantyhose. The soft nylon fabric caressing my skin was incredibly exciting and erotic. I realized right away what I had been missing from the time I first experimented with crossdressing. When I told her how I felt, she was only too willing to experiment with me and for the past 34 years, we frequently make love when were both wearing a garterbelt, panties and heels! Oh my God, what an arousing feeling! I threw out all my men’s briefs. Now I get to wear whatever I want, any time I chose. My work wardrobe consists of a pair of ladies slacks, blouse, and a pair of flats or 2-inch black patent dress pumps! Accessories consist of a ladies watch, pearl necklace and earrings. Makeup only takes about 10 minutes and I’m ready for work! Over the years, we’ve had a lot of fun experimenting with my crossdressing and frequently go out to dinner when I’m in a little black dress, jet black nylons, heels, and makeup that she has lovingly done for me. I will always be grateful that our marriage was strong enough so that I could tell her that I needed to express my feminine side. I was sure that when she was aware that I liked dressing up, it would cause a lot of stress just because of a general social conditioning that men should be men and women should be women and never should the two cross! I know that dressing up doesn’t make me any less of a man, and it/s incredibly enjoyable and relaxing. It’s simply a part of who I am and gives me an unbelievable sense of well being. I love the fact that my wife loves and trusts me enough that I don’t have to hide anything from her. She knows I’m bisexual and has encouraged my intimate friendship with another crossdresser. We used share my wife’s panties almost every day. It finally got to the point that we had to shop for my own and what a thrill! J. C. Penny and Sears have a wonderful selection of Vanity Fair, and Maidenform intimate wear. My crossdressing has brought a sense of adventure and exhilaration into our relationship that most couples will never have. We have always had much more intimate closeness in our lives that is unbelievable and has bound us together in ways that others will never understand. It’s a blessing for which I now thank God every day. I hope that anyone who reads this will understand that we are all different in so many respects that it’s impossible to characterize any human being by gender just by their outward appearance. I think that gender is in the brain and not between our legs. Hugs n’ Kisses Bobbie Anne
hey.. im 19 years old.. I live in copenhagen and love too dress as a girl. I want to talk to other girls like my self, and find some comfort in not being the only one feeling this way.. I hope some day that i will become a woman, and someday please a man .. That is my biggist dream and fantasi.. Kissies Laura from the north ..
If any of you girls want to enhance the feeling of being a wowan, try taking a shower wearing you wig and boobs. First I wash the hair (long straight reddish hair) and let the water run all over me and getb the soap out. it is best when I feel the long hair against my back almost down to my bum. Then I use conditioner and work it in nicely and wash thatout. I then get a towel and dry the top and lenght of my beautiful long red hair. and begin to brush the top and length. I swing the length of hair over my shoulder and straighten it out with my hair brush. After the hair is complete I get dressed and put on my makeup. By this time I am melting with pleasure/excitement at the anticpation of being Julie. I LOVE being Julie….Happy dressing girls….Julie M.
My wife is my best girlfriend. She takes me shopping and buys me all kinds of goodies…even when I am not with her. How did I get so lucky?!?!?!?!
I am an older transvestite that is married. I love the thought of having sex with a man. When I was 25 years old I did give an older man a blow job. I think of that night very often. It was just sooooooooooo wonderful when he came into my mouth. I would love to experience that same feeling again. I want sooooooooo very desperately to dress for a man and be a woman for him. I am an anal virgin and I would love to give my ” virginity ” to the “RIGHT ” MAN. I love to dress sexually and sensually. I do love pleasing a man. I just love E-Mails from men that admire crossdressers.
Longtime cd/bi, in college now and love to go to football games and see the players in those stretch satin game pants. I even go early to see them warm up and stretch, it is such a turn on.
Kay Brown is my kind of girl. You go girl, you keep up the good work and keep it cum-ing. Do you have a fan club? I want to join ‘Hot in Sacramento’
I am enjoying the reading of Kay’s diary. Keep it up…its kind of hard to read at first, but once I got into it, I now understand the characters and how it is being written. Hope to keep hearing of “Kay’s” experiences…
Paulena…you should follow your heart. I enjoy both of my personas at different times. Each of them helps me to be a better person. Good luck in whatever you do.
hey girls. been crossdressing since age 5 when i asked my mommy if i could wear a dress. iv been doin for my whole life. shoud i stop or get a sex change?
So, the post from Kay Brown has been made into a separate page. She is writing a diary and there will be several entries in the next few weeks. Keep checking back and reading her new adventures. Click on the link to the left that says Kay’s Diary. Happy Dressing – Ladyone
Hello From Sacramento Cal. What is the last confession all about?, and what is the weather all about? I don’t have winter clothes to wear so I think I will go shopping. A Gurl never has enough clothes. Good luck to you all, Tommy
Thank you we both said when the waitress sit our tea on our table. Wow what a trip so far I said to Sally, and Thank you for picking me up at the Airport.
I have to confess…I have been having an affair with my alter ego…I love being her as much as possible. The feel of nylons, panties and of course my v-string. What a wonderful feeling to cum with it.
Yes, there is a Femme Gathering at Eureka Springs the end of this month. You can see the details at http://www.femmegetaway.com/. Have fun!
Is there something happening in Arkansas?
I’m in the Chicago area, and really thinking about a V String. No sure which model, or what it’s all about. Any sisters in the area interested in showing theirs off?
Its been too hot for me to dress recently. Can’t wait for it to cool down again so I can experience the fun I have with Suzi…Thanks Castle Supply for this outlet.
well i just wanted to let you all know that i love this page. it makes me feel that im not alone.
well i would really like to get to know more of you girls im 18 yrs old and would love to get to talk to you if interested my email is email@example.com you can find me there and share ideas
I have been dressing since I was about 14 years old. It makes me feel really special and pretty. I have told my wife, and she’s very understanding. As long as I don’t dress in front of our kids, she’s okay with it. Two weeks ago she told me she wanted to help me dress up and do my makeup. I’m so happy
Tracy – Norway
hey. ive been dressing since age 5; i dont know what to do. i love being a girl,but is the way im feeling right. i dont know.
I recently had the pleasure of actually living out a fantasy scenario of mine, with the help of two admirer friends.
I was dressed for a date at a very classy hotel restaurant and forced to wear a real tight, sexy slutty dress that makes no attempt to hide my suspender belt, heavy make up and 4
Hi Patty, I feel for you I really do. I can really understand your needs to project your own image of feminine desirability and sexuality onto yourself.
My early desires have developed over the years into my current “other half” Jennie. I guess Jennie is here to stay. She may be absent for a while, at times I adore her and times I hate her for complicating my life. The fact remains that she is as much of new as my male side and for the rest of my life I will strive to embrace her as much as I can.
Had the internet been around as a teenager, I would have experienced much more as a transvestite and my life would probably been much different. However, whilst I long to have a time machine, I am happy with my male life, although I would like to spend more time in a feminine role but isn’t always possible and its a matter of getting the balance between my real and illusional t-girl life.
There’s also the fears, I love dressing and as such I worry that the more I explore being a t-girl the more it will take over my life.
At the end of the day we all love being fully transformed into a sexy elegant woman. When I dress I become Jennie, she is very separate from my male side.
It is a common thing for us tgirls to adore the beauty and glamour that goes with being feminised. The feel of the sensuous clothes when we dress, To that end dressing and becoming a woman excites us because it is sexy, forbidden and sensual. Enjoy it darling and try to find friends to help, Jennie xxx
Hi: Patty. Glad you enjoyed my letter to you. Like I said, Don’t feel bad, it’s just part of who we are. Learn to live with this because it is part of you. The harder you try to change the more confused you will become. You just have to find a happy medium were it all works for you. I know that as I grow older the urge to dress gets stronger every year. If I could I would just stay dressed everyday and night, but that can’t be. So I look for times to do what I need to do and enjoy those times as much as I can. Write to me so we can talk more. All the best to you. Donna
Thank you Donna, your a sweetheart, you made me cry.
Ohh Patty you poor thing. Every girl here has dumped all there girl stuff more than once. We start to feel guilty, or like a perv. and the next thing you know your purging. It can’t be helped. There is something wired into our brains that is with out any dought FEMALE. You can’t help it. It always feels better to get dressed in a nice skirt and top and feel those wonderful pantyhose slipping away under your slip. It’s a girl thing. Don’t feel bad. You will learn in time that it’s just the way you are. You will always enjoy dressing and being a woman. We all do. Good luck and don’t be to hard on yourself. Go out and get some new things. Take your time and get nice pretty things that fit well and go together well. Think of it as a good excuse to redo your wardrobe. Take care girl and enjoy your woman time. Donna
I have dumped 2 trash bags of my womens clothes( high heels, bras, panties, nighties, capris, satin pants, my lotions and makeup), a week ago because I am sick of living this way. It killed me to do it, but I cant go on like this. A week later and I want them back. I pulled into a mall to get a pair of panties and a nightgown for tonight and didnt do it. Now I am writing to y’all in hopes maybe someone will respond that has had similar issues. I am very frustrated and I want to dress. I guess gotta take it one day at a time!
32 years old and a long time cd and have been questioning my sexuality for many years….this summer I am working away from home and are staying with a man that takes in a one or two workers a summer…he is a hard worker and is rarely home…I find when I am dressed as a woman, I can be sexually attracted to a man….I have thought about him many times…I have been dressing everyday after work and actually going out to the mall or grocery store en femme…the owner came home and saw me dressed to the hilt…of course he surprised, but was in a hurry and didnt talk about it and said he would be home around midnite….I was actually relieved that he saw me and maybe talking about it would be like therapy…I actually dressed wearing a pair of black nylon capris and a tight gray nylon fit top with my pantyhose and sandals that nite…we had an interesting conversation about why I dress and how long, etc…he asked me if I was gay and said I am not sure…I have been struggling with it for years..out of the blue he asked me if I found him attractive…I was surprised and yet I was excited…he then sat next to me on the couch..I told him I would like to pleasure him as I reached between his legs and rubbed the outside of his jeans…I started to unbuckle and unzip his jeans (is there anything more awesome)…and then put his long and skinny cock in my hand (what a feeling)…he wasnt hard, but I just kept at it, rubbing and massaging gently his shaft and balls…as he became hard I just kept stroking him..I told him I wanted him to cum on me..he didnt say anything, but I could tell I was pleasing him….he let out a groan and came on my nylon capris, he was rubbing up and down on my pants as he came..I put my hand in his cum and rubbed it on my stomach…I was so turned on I wanted to kiss him…but it didnt happen…it is going to be a great summer..stay tuned.
It was late evening just this last spring. I was driving to meet him and I couldn’t wait to get there. We had corresponded several times on-line and had even chatted twice over the phone. At 35 years of age he was at least 15 years my junior but he seemed like such a nice gentleman. And besides, he wasn’t getting any sexual satisfaction in his life. I was hoping that I would be able to change that for him. I was wearing my best red satin blouse, a shoulder length auburn wig, and an Ann Taylor pleated wool skirt with a 5 inch slit in front that was slightly snug and about 3 inches too short for a “lady” of my age. The sun had set an hour earlier and the car’s insturment panel lights illuminated my now exposed upper thighs. I must confess that the thought of meeting him caused me to grow quite firm and to put a gentle strain on my black satin thong panties. We were to meet in the parking lot of a large mall near my house. He said that he would be waiting in his blue mini-van and sure enough when I pulled into the lot at the prearranged time and place he already there and waiting. I drove up to the van, rolled down my window and we made our introductions. He invited me to join him and of course I didn’t hesitate. I exited my car and walked to his van, the warm spring breeze flowing around my nylon stocking covered legs, and my high heels clicking on the concrete pavement. I took my place in the front passenger seat and we began to make some small talk. He was rather handsome and quite virile looking although he seemed just a bit nervious. He explained to me that he had always been attracted to “girls” like me but had never been with one. I assured him that there was nothing to be nervous about and that he would get what ever he desired from me. The mall was quite busy for the time of evening so we decided to leave. We navigated through some light traffic and soon foound ourselves in a simi-rural area. As he drove I sat there with my legs crossed in the most lady like and demur position I could muster. He took my hand in his and set it upon his lap and when he did I could feel that he was growing ever so hard underneath his trousers. I began to stroke him while he drove and soon he unzipped his pants and guided his cock out of its hiding place and into the open. I took it in my soft hands and began to gently stroke it. His shaft was quite lovely..about 6 1/2 inches and rather thick. He quickly grew rock hard and I could no longer contain myslef. I unsnapped my seatbelt, knelt on my knees beside of him, and started to gently kiss his now rock hard cock. Soon the tip of it was sliding past my waxy red lips and deep into my mouth. It’s velvetly hardness felt absolutly scrumptious! As he drove through the country side I continued to tend to him, sucking , licking, and kissing to his occasional groan of pleasure. Soon he pulled over to the side of the road, and asked (almost commanded) me to suck him harder. By now he was jamming his thick love tool in and out of my mouth at a furious rate sometimes forcing it into my throat. Suddenly, he let out a long moan and my efforts were rewarded with a very generous helping of warm sweet cum. I continued to suck on him for about a minute or so before stopping. Most of his lust made its way into my tummy. Our work schedules have prevented us from meeting again but I do so hope someday soon…..
Robin came to visit last night and she wouldn’t go away. She is so much fun to play with. ps Robin is my female side…
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Sorry for the delay in getting the new Snapshot Contest up and running…Just as we were about to complete the new contest, the programming computer crashed. We will have it up and running, hopefully, by the first of next week. Thank you for your patience with us. Happy Dressing…
I have been staying alone this summer, away from my family and have been dressing as soon as I get home from work. I’ve been taking a walk every night (late) because I am still nervous about meeting someone. At the sametime, I think I want to meet someone to see what would happen. I have been wearing a pair of black nylon capris, I love them and a pair of thigh highs and panties. Last nite I had a womens satin gray tight fitted top to match. I have been shopping a little here and there and picking up some bargains. I bought a pair of open toe and heel sandals, they are very comfortable. I am so excited to tell someone and are preparing to wear a black nylon skirt tonight. Will keep you informed of my escapades.
When I was younger, say up to age 22, I would think that getting dressed as a girl was just crazy. I loved woman and thier bodies (still do) but back then all I was interested in was having sex with them and other things out of bed like beach, dinner, movies etc, just life. Now after being Julie for the latter half of my life, I realize I look at woman differently now. I notice the little things like the makeup, and the cute shirt or skirt they are wearing, jewelry, the way the sit and walk. Being a girl is just amazing. I love when woman walk by and I notice how thier boobs bounce. 20 years ago when I saw a hot sexy lady with nice boobs I would want to have sex with her. Now when I see a hot sexy lady with nice boobs I want to be her. So some nights I go down to the local walking area and check out the woman then pick one to be and go home get dressed as julie yet fantisize I am that girl….
I love all things femminine. Probably because my mother treated me a s agirl until i was four years of age. Through the years as a child I wouls sneak into my mothers room and fondle her clothes dressing in her lingerie. As i grew i found my sisters clothes fit me better I was caught on a number of occaisions and punishment followed usually a spnking. Trouble was I was excited when lying over mothers lap on her skirts and soon getting erections and eventually orgasmams happened. Through the teenage years I purged many awardeobe only to start collecting again. In the early 90′s I found your site and bought ttwo V strings which are still in excellent conditon getting a lot of wear. Thank you for your site Yours in hose and heels Sissy Carolyn
I have been a closet crossdresser my whole life. It has at times been very frustrating, as most of you know. Since I have been able to read and listen to all the cd’s and tgirls life, has been more manageable. Because of my profession and popularity, I have not been able to go out en femme and socialize. I have been stuck inside behind locked doors and only when the opportunity presents itself. This summer, I am living alone away from my family, because of my profession. I have been dressing every night with a silk or satin nightgown. During the day, I have been dressing with nylons, panties, short nylon skirt and top with heels. Today was the best day of my life, I actually was dressed in black bra and silk black panties, with my silk black nylons and garters. I had on a black mini dress and black pumps. I went outside, walk around the yard, it was such a rush….I mean a rush! I was so turned on, I went into the house and masturbated. I want to do it everyday….can’t wait for tomorrow.
Just wanted to say thank you for keeping up this wonderful outlet for us sisters. I have not written in for a while myself, being going thru’ a few seasonal changes, but will be sharing my most recent escapade with you all shortly.Keep the stories flowing ‘girls’ love you. JoanX.
Hi Ladies…I drove around dressed up as Julie tonight…A few guys saw me at stop signs and traffic lights. I stopped for one man in a pickup truck and let him pull out of the local gas station. He was in front of me at the stoplight. When the light turned green he was going right and I left and he hesitated because he wanted to see me, check me out. I craved so so much to walk in public tonight. I am going to find a T-girl friendly club and go next weekend..I have waited too long for this…Julie
Awhile back I came out to my brother. It turns out he’s a crossdresser too. We have had a lot of fun dressing and sharing stories about our experiences. Its a hoot.
She bought me something yesterday. I love these kinds of surprises! It’s a tight heather gray t-shirt with cap sleeves that says “Fearless Flirt” with Tinkerbell on it. It’s tight and makes my chest look more full than it is. She knows me so well. See, I’m not fearless and I wish I was a flirt. I want cock in so many ways, but I haven’t found the courage to get one. Now, if she had me go to the right place in a shirt like this, well… I think the men would know what to do with me! Now I need a short white skirt or white or pink short shorts to go with it! For now I will have to just fantasize about what kind of trouble this shirt could get me in to.
Also I just like to step out into the world as a girl, be it just having a smoke in front of my house or just taking a short drive as a girl. I love to wear really sexy underwear, garters, thigh high leggings, corsets, t-backs, etc. But I am still just a regular “girl” and I wear regular girl clothes on top. Most of us are just like normal girls, we don’t expose our body unless it is someone special!! We are just normal girls but in the wrong body!
Dear Donna and all my brothers and sisters out there: Honestly I just dress up to feel good with myself~ I hate wearing jeans and t-shirts… it just makes me feel so similar with the rest of the world and so unattractive… I just want to feel sexy and good~ Even tho I admit I want to become a girl, but the main reason isn’t sexual desire or anything… I am not gay, I just want to be loved, be it a girl, a man, another TV/CD. whatever~ Also, I think us TV/CD are the MOST understanding people on Earth. Maybe because we’re different than “normal” people. I accept anyone with a good heart, I don’t care if you’re gay/lesbian/tomboy/whatever, if you’re a good person then it’s fine with me
I love my man sooooooooooooooo much. He knows who he is. Hugggggs to all here…
Robert is such a dream! I told you before how he took me to the opera…he in his tuxedo and me in my formal gown with my Vstring underneath. I felt so feminine and sexy. We went home that night and had the most romantic evening. He gets so excited just thinking about putting his penis inside my “vagina.” I, of course, get all excited, too, feeling his warm hardness moving in and out of me…next to me…and then, when he reaches his orgasm…well, it takes me over the edge most of the time.
Being able to satisfy my man in the most feminine way after a romantic evening is just the best.
Dear Calbee with out even trying you said it all in your last sentence. That’s what drives us all. It just feels good to be in the RIGHT cloths. Notice I didn’t say the cloths of another gender, I said the right cloths. I feel so much more at ease and comfortable in a nice pair of sheer hose and a good skirt and slip on, with a nice blouce. Even when I know that know one is going to see me. I take every step to make sure my hair and make-up are done just right, and that my outfit all goes together well. Most the time if I;m wearing heels at home I will just leave them on while I fix myself dinner and the sit and watch a little TV. It just seems right to stay totally dressed as a woman when ever I can. That’s the most comfortable for me. Having to keep my make-up nice and my hair brushed out and fixed nice is a privledge of being female. I can’t think of anything more satisfying then to look in the mirror and see a nice lady looking back at me. All you girls enjoy every second of your girl time. It’s the best. With love: Donna
I have been dressing since I was ten-ish. Now I am 23… I am stuck between full-time and part-time… I really think about being full-time a lot… but the unknown is quite scarry… Anyway, I enjoy wearing woman’s clothings. Lingerie, clothes, dresses, high heels… Anything feminine really~ It doesn’t make me high or anything, I just feel really good to be in the right clothings.
I have been crossdressing all my life…have just begun to go out en femme and it is a whole different feeling….usually at night and do some food shopping or go to the mall….I recommend it..what a rush.
I am a genetic female and am in love with a crossdresser. I have learned to accept his alter ego and enjoy spending time with her. My husband does not pass in any way, but I enjoy the fact that he relaxes when he is dressed like he would if he could go out on the town. At first I was scared of the unknown…the typical questions…is he gay?…does he want to be a girl full-time…is he going to have SRS. Now that I am sure of the answers to the many questions, I can relax and enjoy the experience. I have even kissed her.
This is my first posting here. I love all things feminine and female. Being dressed always is my goal. being as much of a woman as I can be. As a child I always played with my sister’s toys and as soon as I could I started dressing in her and my mother’s things. I baby sat to make money and loved wearing their clothes too. Wishing I was a girl. I was caught by my cousin in a baby doll set of her’s and instead of scolding me she alowed me to indulge my life whenever I was at her home. She taught me how to be a younge lady, to do my hair,make up, sit, walk in heels even to pee like a girl when she caught me standing at the toilet with a dress on. When I was 13 I stumbled in on her while she was changing her feminine napkin and after explaining to me about periods I really wanted my own. With no hesitation she had me in a belt and napkin. When I told her how like a real girl I felt with the napkin on she then explained about all the bad things a woman had to put up with on her period. I said I didn’t care and would be happy to if I could. With that she said we were going out to the drug store and that I should get a pair of slacks and come to the bathroom. When I got there she told me to change my napkin as it was best for a girl to have a fresh one on before going out. I was a little worried about someone seeing my pad in my slacks but she said all women had to worry about that. Then she removed her napkin and told me to put it on.It was very heavily soaked and I hesitated but she said she just wanted me to know what it felt like and that it was Ok. I loved the warm wet feeling and it made me feel so womanly. We finished dressing and went off. At the drug store she had me go to the feminine hygiene asile and pick up what was on the list she gave me. 2 boxes of Kotex (blue box) and 2 Modess Empress belts. At the counter the lady asked my cousin if this was my first period. She said it was and the lady replied that she thought so and pointed to my slacks. The saturated napkin had leaked down the inside of my leg and was very noticable. When we got to the house I was upset and she told me that if I was going to have my period I would have to put up with certain things. I did not complain any more. I started my period on weekends and special days back then and now have it every month no matter what. She will call me no matter where I am and tell me I have started so I must be prepared. She has me on a 5 to 6 day period. I now have a method for simulating period flow and now use both napkins and tampons. The sticky type usually or belt and napkin preferably, if I can find them and Tampax Pearls tampons. My simulation method alows me to determine what my flow is like. I flow very heavy on days 1,2 and 3 napkin and tampon, and then a napkin only for the rest. I am a napkin girl even though I like the idea of tampons. mMy cousin will call on the fith day and tell me if I am finished or not. After my period is finished I have a nice douche and can’t wait for my next period. By the way as any good girl should I wear panty liners the rest of the month. Love victoria kotex
i came out to a girlfriend one time and she blessed me by helping out with my transformation whenever we had a chance. she would help me with the clothes the make up and mannerisms, it was wonderful. has anyone else experienced similar joys?
Hi to all my darling sisters, this posting is to warn you to be careful of taking the hormones.I love my new tities to say the least, however I’ve had my fair share of depression and emotions. Is the pain worth it, my warning is be well prepared for for the road you will travel, have others you can talk to for support, I’ve had no one and I can promise you its hard, and talking about hard it looses its hardness to which is something else. I would suggest joining a support group,with sisters who are going thru’ the motions.I’ll tell you this much,one thing I have learnt thru this that when we hear of our biological sisters having a headache when the hormones are playing havoc I know the feeling. Walk your road with caution, feel free to write to me if I can assist you in anyway. Love Joanx.
Hello Candi and all of you wonderful girls. I had trouble with my computer and lost your address Candi. I know that the other girls would love to hear about our lovemaking Candi. I know that Dwight would also. I am not sure what you want me to reveal so I will let you tell about our sexcapades. I will say that Candi and I love having sex with each other as often as we can.
Don’t forget to post your email so that we can be in touch with one another. I have met such great friends through this site. Thanks Ladyone!!
My wife caught me jacking off with my Masturbator V-String last night. She thought it was wonderful…so, she came in and we had wonderful sex. I am extremely happy with my new pussy.
Karen you Have to get Breastforms. That and a nice wig make me feel so sexy. I love feeling My boobs, just lifting them as a woman loves and watching and feeling them bounce as I walk up stairs or Bounce up and down on my toys. Bouncing is fun. So I have a confession to make. My girlfriends daughter is 19 turning 20, beautiful and a virgin. She is in college now but living home. I never thought of her in a sexual way, but one day she left her room door open was sitting on her bed with back to the wall and knees up to chest, I got the perfect view of her clean white panties/beaver and could not help but stare. She did not move and knew I was looking. I know she did it on purpose to get my attention. Her mother yelled at her to close the door and it ended but it made me think about her differently since then. Now I love to go into her room and find used panties and sniff them..And It makes me so so hard or wet depending on what I am doing. They smell so nice, like virgin pussy , and always the same sweet smell and little stain just between where her lips would rest. Recently I wore them while dressed as Julie and drove around in my vehicle. I swear when I fuck my big dildo and sniff them I completely melt all over that cock..Whew I am hot just thinking about it..Panties make me hot
What makes you think your wife doesn’t know ? It sounds like a lot of us special girls, we’re guys, when we have too be, but much rather enjoy the feeling of a woman, inside ourselfs.
I’m sure she’s noticed, some of her stechey items aren’t as tight as they were before you tried them on.. Your at a very important point inyour life, She still need’s that man she married, but also wonders why that man like girls clothes..She may question, is she still the woman you married..and of course there are questions about childern, relatives, etc..
Let her know your there for her, let her know how even now you need her love and support, when the woman comes out in you, ask for her leadership, ask her to be a “big Sister” and get her incoled in you nightly transistions.
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I am sitting her and for the first time in my life I am sharing my feminine feelings with the world. I am a crossdresser and have been in the closet all my life. My wife found my female clothes once and I purged but over the last 20 years I have slowly built a wardrobe again. Once while see was doing her nails on the sofa I was stretched out with my feet toward her. Oh How I wanted her to do my toes! Suddenly she did! ANd she complimented me on how pretty my feet were. (They are. I have slender feet B width in mens. Size 11 womens, but 12s if I can find them.)Then she said girl needs two coats of polish to be proper. I was in heaven and hard! Needeless to say that night we had great sex.
Even today she will talk about painting my nails and putting me in hose and high heels, while we are have sex. Sometimes she will let me put on her panty hose during sex.
What she doesn’t know is that if I am home alone, I am trying on her clothes all the time, if ever so briefly.
I love shopping and would like to do it in femme, but I don’t see that ever happening. I have gotten pretty good with makeup but doubt that I could ever pass. I am 6’2 in stockings. I have learned to walk in high heels tho. My measurements are 44C 34 43. With the appropriate padding. I would love to buy breast forms but can’t chance the delivery being intercepted since my wife and I work together.
I love dresses and high heels, hose and lingerie. I have about 7 pair of heels and 4 wigs although only 2 are good. I have more women’s shoes than mens! I have 7 different dresses and a couple of tops and skirts. I prefer the classy lady look and power lady business dress look. But underneath, I love my corset and garters and hose.
This week my wife is away and my kids are out on their own so I have had the house to myself.
I Have dressed every night, and wear panties and panty hose under my drab maale clothes everyday this week. And Lingerie to bed. I am in heaven. I even wear my heels in the car to work and then slip on my socks and shoes to go in.
I love wearing my (wife’s) Red Door. For the occasion of this week I bought a new skirt and top and new navy 4″ heels with an open toe to show my pretty toe nails that are bright pink. The skirt is ther newest style with a navy back ground and print design with the flaired hem line and quite sheer. I also loaded up on panty hose. I also found the cutest sweater for only $6 at Penneys, it is mint green with a faux pinstrip shirt with mint strips sown into the collar and cuff. Best of all it fits, even the sleve length. I have fantasies about just wearing it to the movies under my jacket.
I am sitting now dressed to the nines baring my soul. My wig is stawberry blond shoulder length.
I fantisize about being out as a woman and dancing with a strong, tall, handsome guy. Feeling his manness next to me and taking him home and satisfying him as a woman. A girl can dream.
Goodness, where to start. I was dressed for the opera and, of course, my v-string beneath it all. Robert was taking me that evening, and it had been such a long time since I had been with him. He is a wonderful kisser. I was going to enjoy the evening at the opera with him and then go home with him to spend a wonderful night in his bed. My pocket v-string was prepared for his penis, with KY jelly already there preparing the way for him. I sat in my chair all evening listening to the fabulous music, feeling the moisture leaking into my panties, knowing the romantic night in store for us.
Hi girls, just wanted to tell you about what happened to me a couple of weeks ago, I’d just finished doing the apartment chores and it was time for me to get ready for Bill so I got into the shower and started the girls daily beauty ritual, shaving my legs, shampooing etc, when one of a sudden I heard to shower door open and there was my man (Bill) no clothes on all naked and ready to start the action, he got into the shower with me and without saying a word started kissing me, in a couple of minutes I was already on my knees with his beautiful cock in my mouth, I gave him head for like five minutes and soon I had the urge of having him inside of me, I asked him to sit and slowly got every inch of his manhood in my pussy I was really in heaven going up and down his shaft when he exploded inside of me and filled me wh his cum. This was just the begining of a wonderfull evening.
robin that is so wonderful; my wife and i ofter fantasize about such things, though we will probably never fulfill them. at least not with others.
I just wanted to share with all of you girls my wonderful experience with Dwight. I have been a transvestite ever since I can remember. I had discovered Castle several years ago. I wrote my confession and a man named Dwight responded. We E-mailed many times. He was very sexy and I just loved his letters. We instant messaged many times and agreed to phone. We phoned and we both had mutual orgasms. I just loved talking to him. After several weeks phoning and instant chatting we agreed to meet. We are only an hour apart. Dwight and I met at a motel that we both knew would be secure. It was wonderful as I drove into the motel parking lot. I was dressed as a woman. Full make-up and a wig. A pleated light blue skirt and a satin blue blouce. Nylons of course and heels. I had seen pictures of Dwight but I had not expected to see such a wonderful looking man that approached my car that evening. ” Are you Robin ” he asked. Yes I am ; I replied. “everything is arranged” We can enter our motel now he said. He took me by my hand and we entered the motel room. I must have looked soooooo awkward. I had never been with a man alone before let alone that I was dressed as a woman. “don’t be afraid Robin” Dwight said. Everything will be fine. He took my face into his hands and he kissed me. I felt so very feminine. I felt so very vulnerable but I also felt secure and I wanted to please Dwight. I had never been kissed by another man and being kissed by Dwight was soooooooooo marvelous that I returned the kiss very passionately.All the E-Mails ; chatting ; and phone calls added to our desires. I immediatly went to my knees. I unzipped Dwight’s trousers and took out his hard throbbing cock from his briefs. I kissed the head of his cock and proceded to lick all around his cock. I licked his balls and moaned as I did so. I licked all around his pubic hair as he moaned. I licked up and down his beautiful cock. I finally took his enormous cock into my mouth and I he let him fuck my mouth. I grabbed his ass cheeks as his cock fucked my mouth. I sensed when he was about to cum. Dwight stiffened and then he unloaded his sperm into my waiting mouth. Spasm after spasm Dwight came into my mouth. How very wonderful that night was. I was able to swallow all of Dwight’s cum. I am soooooooo glad because I do love him so.
i love it when she uses a strap-on and threatens to bring us a real man. she often requires me to prepare myself hours in advance; several delightful hours.
my wife is one of those wonderful women that i read about sometimes. i told her of my dressing desires before we were married (i could not imagine living my life with her without telling her). while she does not always fully embrace my other me; she has her moments. this is one of them, that is why i am in my favorite lingerie while i type this. she will be home soon and i must be ready for her.
Oh, goodness, where to start. I was dressed for the party, complete with long evening gown and, of course, my v-string on underneath. William picked me up at seven and drove us in his beautiful Mercedes. I loved it, with him in his tuxedo and me in my blue strapless evening gown. I could feel my own excitement building inside my v-string beneath the pretty pale blue lacy panties.
I lay my hand on William’s lap and could feel his excitement, too, and I wanted to taste that hardness before the evening was over. I wanted him to slip that wonderful manhood inside my v-string, too.
Just testing to make sure the site is working…hope you are all having a great 2008! Huggggggs…
I am finally going to get to try out my new v string this week. Wife is going out of town and Robert is cumming over. I’ll write more later and tell you how it went. I can’t wait.
First let me wish everyone a Happy & Prosperous New Year. I hope the new year will bring everyoneall that they deserve. As for me, I just found out my diabetes, which was controlled by diet, now requires I take a pill every morning. So now I must give up any plans to develope my breasts with hormones. Estrogin can have an negative interaction with my diabetes medications. At least I can still wear my panties and bras.
Dwight and I had such a wonderful time over the weekend. I dressed the entire weekend as a woman. I have never been with a man for an entire weekend and I was appehensive but Dwight was just wonderful to be with. We stayed at his cabin most of the time and I was in heaven as I dressed in all kinds of female clothes. I had never kissed another man until Dwight kissed me that first night. I was 65 years old and Dwight was 63 years old. I was dressed as a woman my age would be dressed. I had always loved pleated skirts. I was wearing one that night with a white silk blouce . An auburn wig and nice make-up. Seamed nylons and red high heels. I knew that this would be the night that I would lose my virginity. I wore nice white panties and a nice lacy white bra. My full slip was of white satin. I felt very feminine as Dwight kissed me and put his hand on my knee. I returned his kiss and his hand went higher up my thigh. He felt my garters and felt my thighs. And I sighed” is this how a girl feels?” How wonderful. I thought. I love being a girl. Dwight put my hand on his crotch and I could feel how much he was aroused. I unzipped his trousers and took his hard cock from his briefs. Dwight has such a big cock. I bent down and kissed it and then took his entire cock into my mouth. It was soooooooooo wonderful. I had never had a cock in my mouth before and this was just awesome. It felt as though I had done this before. I just loved having his cock in my mouth. I just knew what to do. I went up and down his shaft and took his cock from my mouth and kissed his balls. Everything seemed so very natural to me. I took his cock back into my mouth and lovingly kissed it. I could sense that he was about to cum. OOOOOOhhhhhhhhhhhh how wonderful it is to have another man cum in your mouth. I just love it and I love beng a transvestite. Robin
MERRY CHRISTMAS!!! Hope everyone gets all of their wishes come true. Thanks for your ongoing support.
Huggggggs – Ladyone
Happy holidays to all you t-girls,love your stories. Love this time of year, I can shop for myself and everyone thinks I am shopping for my wife. Just came back from the mall and it was such a turn on to by my own things and try them on. I am sitting here with a pair of sexy black nylons with garters attached and matching nylon bra, satin leopard top and bottom pajama set with black mules. It is such a turn on, how I wish I had more privacy. I have been wearing a lot of my pantyhose and panties under my regular clothes for years. I want so bad to come out and do some everyday things, like shop and go for a walk. But my dream is to dress en femme and meet a man who would be interested in me, that is the present I could ever have!
Hello Girls ; I just love reading your letters. I have loved wearing girl’s clothes as long as I can remember. I remember wearing my older sister’s clothes. I looked foreward to the times when my mother and sister would leave me alone in the house. I would wait until they were down the street and I would go directly into my sister’s bedroom. She had a hamper in her room that I would first explore. There might be a nice pair of panties that I would love to put on. Or a bra or maybe a slip. Sometimes a girdle and nylons. I loved getting her clothes from the hamper because they smelled nice and I did not have to worry about putting them back as they were. I just loooooooooooved slipping on her panties. I learned to put on her bra and stuffed it with her boby socks. I loved her beige panty girdle with those nice garters. OOOOOOOOooohhhhhhhhhh it was so fantastic as I slipped on her seamed nylons and fastened them to my garters. I loved when she left her beige full slip. I just loved pulling that wonderful slip over my head and smoothing it over my body. Sometimes I would put on one of her dresses or I would wear a skirt and a blouce or sweater. I would put on a pair of her high heels and walk through the house. I really wanted to be a girl. I felt so very comfortable dressed as a girl. I do have to go now. There is a man I need to please
Hi Girls!—I am a married 53 year old bi lifelong crossdresser.My wife knows that I dress but doesn’t approve or participate.This summer I answered an ad on a local internet “list” for a black male seeking a tv/cd.After a couple of e-mails;we exchanged phone numbers and I got directions and went to meet Marcus who was only a few towns away.Upon my arrival I was met by a gorgeous hunk who immediately smiled at me,pulled me close and kissed me passionately.I could feel his cock already getting hard as he embraced me and asked him where I could change since I arrived in my male clothes.Marcus showed me to a bedroom and excused himself while I got dressed.I was already wearing a pair of black thong panties and I put on a black lace bra,my 42-C breastforms,some black thigh high stockings,a blue,sparkly clingy jersey dress,a brunette shoulder length wig,black heels and bright red lipstick.I told Marcus I was ready for him as I laid across his bed awaiting him to come into the bedroom.When he did he came in with nothing on but a hard on! What a beautiful cock! Marcus had a porno going on the tv in the bedroom and asked me if I saw what the girl was doing on the porno.I said yes and he said to get on my knees than and do what the girl was doing on tv to him.I immediately complied and slowly licked the underside of his shaft and up and over the head flicking the slit of his big dick with the tip of my tongue.Marcus held the back of my head and slowly worked his cock in and out of my mouth calling me a slut,a bitch and a whore and telling me I was going to be his cum slut for now on and asked me if I liked that idea.I told him that I loved that idea that I was put on this earth to please dominant men and women like him.He said that’s right bitch and picked up the tempo while fucking my face.I was loving this and kept at it until Marcus tensed up;said here it comes slut and blew load after pulsing warm,thick salty cum down my throat.After he came we laid there briefly for a short time before Marcus said he was going to fuck my pussy.He told me to get him hard and I suckled his balls and cock until he was hard again.Marcus told me to get on all fours and lubed my pussy and his dick,pushed the thin material of my thong aside and then entered me slowly at first and then picked up the pace,finally pounding away at my pussy.God,I hadn’t been fucked like that in a long time and I loved every inch and minute of it.It is great being fucked like a girl! Needless to say Marcus and I get together when we can but if any sisters or admirers out there ever come to the central Massachusetts area;e-mail me and maybe we can have some fun also! Hugs and kisses—-Jeninmass
I am a closet cd and I love the confessions. I am so far into the closet that no one knows. Not even my wife of 30 years has any idea. I like it that way and I am not about to change. Its a challenge to me.
this is all new to me, my girlfried introduced me to crossdressing, and i love it.she broke me in easy, and now i have purchased a v string vagina, and laytex breasts. i am very passable ,as a atter of fact i,m very beautiful dressed, i am not gay , i love woman, but i do have a fantasy of sucking a beautiful shemales cock . but for now my girlfriend wears a strapon and makes me suck on it then she fucks me with it.she also love my vagina, she loves to eat me out. well thanks for letting me express my self , have lots of fun ladies
Hi there sisters, as usual I’ve been stuck on the confessions page and reading about some your journeys in to the wonderful world of being femme.I cannot explain enough in words on how much I love being Joan, every opportunity I get, I’m dressed, already developing the breasts and really hoping to win a v-string to complete my passion of being a woman.I reflect back on my own journey and if anything that I have realised that is don’t supress the woman within you let her out to play, I went through the motions of thinking I was strange, gay, or even at times considered srs, but just could’nt do it due to my family and those that I love. I am the only boy in the family with three sisters, so when the cats were out this little mouse came out to play. I have however realised that by developing my breasts naturally they may never be huge, but big enough to wear a sexy bra, when I can and fill the part, and when I have to be a man, with shaved legs and torso I can do it and simply wear a t-shirt to cover my beautiful titties, otherwise I may have a few uneasy questions to answer, the same will apply to wearing my v-string (now how is that for being positive).Some things one never forgets, I was an early teenager visiting family friends, I was in the bathroom, have always sat when I am alone to do do my business when I needed more loo paper, I looked in the cupboard only to be confronted by boxes of tampons, my eager hand reached in to the open box pulled out the instructions and naturally a tampon, before you could count to ten I was on my back legs in the air and slipping this wonderfully shaped object in to my tight little “pussie” you know from that day on I was hooked, twenty odd years later I am still doing it, always wishing it was a true pussie.I have remained in the closet with my family but with a select few have come out in the open and live my life as Joan. I live by: Do what you heart desires, be caring at all times and don’t purposefully hurt anybody especially those that you love. Love your sister Joanx.
I haven’t posted here in a long time. I have been trying to find myself. My wife for her physical conditions cannot offer me Vaginal nor anal sex. Since her sexual drive is almost none nowshe doesn’t evenoffer me head either. I love her so divorce is definetly out of the question. She not complained my passion for wearing panties 24/7. She has allowed me to wear nighties to bed. I can accumulate some bras, pantyhose and nylons so long as I don’t let her see me in them. All this with out complaint. She even encourages me to find masturbation stimulation on the internet. I find myself searching the internet for TV/TS stories, pictures, videos, and contact sites. I am not passable and I don’t really desire to pass occassionally or part time. I just love the feel of lingerie on my body. I love the feeling of receiving head when I’m in lingerie. I fantasize of receiving and giving head to a TV/TS, even anal sex giving and receiving. Lesbian sex fantasies of myself and a transexual stimulates me sexually. I am not sure about making my fantasies reality. My wife is around me if I’m not working. Free time to make my fantasies is rare or very limited. What to do is my question. Thank You for giving us this site to share with others who share the passion for lingerie and our feminine side.
I have been a transvestite ever since I can remember. Everytime I put on a pair of panties I get that same wonderful feeling. Just dressing as a woman has not ben enough for me for a long time. I have wanted to act as a woman with a man for a very long time. Thanks to this wonderful column, I have .A very wonderful man seen one of my postings and wrote to me. We wrote to each other for weeks and decided to met one night. We met at a motel that was far enough away from either of our towns. I was so very excited and apprehensive when we did finaly meet. We did exchange photos but he was even more handsome in person. I was dressed as a woman. I stayed in the car and he signed me in as his wife. I probably would not have passed as a woman but it was late at night and the clerk was not even interested. He knew that men came there very ofen just to have sex with a woman. This was not the very first time I was with a man but It was the first time I was dressed as a woman. I felt soooo very wonderful as he kissed me. I had never been kissed by a man. I loved it and returned his kiss. As we embraced, He fondled my body. I could feel his hard manhood against my body. He unbuckeled his slacks and I went to my knees.
my name is Tori. I’ve been a cd for 38 years now. All you beautiful girls are an inspiration to me. Unfortunately for me, my life experiences have not been so good. I have been put down, beaten-up and hospitalized, and ridiculed just for wanting to be the real me. (a woman) I hurt so bad because i can’t live my life the way I want to. You all do inspire me but I am just too scared to set foot out of my house for fear of being beaten again. I don’t want anyones sympathy, I just wanted to tell you all that you all my hero’s and life the good life for me…..thanks Tori
First off I want to thank Lady one and Castle Supply for this wonderful site. There are so many of us that love to read the stories here. We wouldn’t know what to do without it. Thank You again. Like The rest of you gurls I love everything that is feminine. I charish the times when I can get dressed and just relax and spend time as a woman. Everything about it just feels so natural. My bra fits so good and the forms finish giving me the feeling of the wieght that my breast should have. Of course we all know about the wonderful feeling of the panties and pnaty hose under a slip and dress. All this with my make up and wig. Now this is the way I am supposed to look and feel. Can’t explane it, It just feels right. This is the way my body wants to feel and look. I don’t need to walk down the side walk and hope to be spotted. That would be nice, but I am content to just fix supper and watch TV. Just to live as a woman. It all feels so right and so natural. There must be a reason? Donna
I’m fifty years old and finally got caught dressing. My desires to dress were getting so strong it was only a matter of time. My wife was at first shocked. But after explaining how this was something that had been in me since I was a child, stealing my mothers pantyhose and other things, she was very understanding. Now she buys me lingerie, takes me shopping, ( we both will fit the same dress size, to bad it’s not the same for the shoes) and has taught me how to do makeup properly. She says I am her best girlfriend. We have special dressup nights were we get rid of the kids and have a ball. I am somewhat passable and would love to go out on the town, but even I am a bit leary of that, unless my wife encourges me than i would. But it sure feels good to have this out in the open with my wife. I wish I had told her many years ago, but always thought it was something she would never accept. I hope to do the snapshot contest soon. Have fun girls. Donna
Just thought I’d let you all know I told my mother.
Her response “Is that it ? I could care less, so long as your not hurting anyone and your happy I’m happy for you and hope you never hide who you are.”
Thanks for encouragement everyone. I was surprised at my mothers response, but then I wasn’t. Make sense ? I never thought she would shun me. Just had the fear of tarnishing her image of me. This is a major weight off my shoulders. Thanks again
I want to confess that I would love to suck a cock and get drilled by a girl with a strap on at the same time, as I ma dressed as Julie. Debbie you are are a lucky girl. You wife sounds great!!
Hello Girls All I can say is its been wonderful my wife really enjoys me when I get dressed she has even been going out and buying me sexy outfits to wear and sometimes I go with her and look to.She really likes it because we are both the same size so I can even wear her clothes.I have been getting dressed as much as possable and she enjoys us just sitting around and watching tv the she gets horny looking at me and takes me to the bedroom. She even bought a strapon and couldnt wait to try it out she was so excited she didnt go slow and after the initial pain it was wonderful and I know she just loved doing it, Well thats all for now I will keep in touch email me if you would like Love Debbie
I cannot stop dressing either. I have tried but I like it way too much. I love getting all dolled up like a slutty Whore…My ass is so cute when I photograph it all dressed up it makes me rock hard. Yesterday I got dressed and played with some toys…My favorite pasttime..Love to all Julie
I love gurl time, dressing up with other gurls trying on new clothes and shoes and helping each other with makeup. Then of course there are the pajama parties where mmmmmmmmmmm things get steamy.
I have always loved to dress as a female and act as a female. I have been very fortunate to meet a man that accepts me as a woman. He knows that I am married and we are very discreet. He loves the fact that I am effeminate and I can be a female with him any time. I just love kissing his muscular chest. His hands are large and strong and I love how he feels my thighs. I just adore feeling his hard cock. He is married also but his wife will not suck his cock. He wants to fuck me also. I want that also. Robin
How many times have I told myself I won’t dress any more but here I am on a Sat night soaking in a tub so i can shave my legs and bikini put on hose and girls jeans and walk around the city. I just can’t stop, I love it so much.
Coming up on my favorite time of year, halloween. I used to dress as a woman just about every year. My mom was so good about it. The best was my mom’s short mini leather skirt she let me wear. I had on garters, nylons and turned on every 12 year old boy. I had to eventually give way to the KISS costume, with all the makeup and wig, I was in heaven.
Patty, I would love to attend a social with you and show a good time!!!!!!!!!!
I am a closet cd and yearning for a time when I can attend a social for a weekend and just be who I always wanted to be! It is very frustrating to be in this position. I love wearing womens clothes, wearing womens underwear daily, is the only consistent act I can do. This summer was the first time I lived alone and because of my schedule dressed at bedtime only. It was exciting, I didnt want to fall asleep because when I awaken, it is back to my sheltered life. Love all you cd girls, your beautiful and sexy, look so forward to the day we meet.
My wife found my stash of girl things,clothes and makeup and thinks Im crazy. She made me dress up for her and she redid my makeup for me,said I needed a better wig. Now she wants to know more. I told her I considered myself a Crossdresser and told her to look at this,Castle site. She is curious and finds all of this very interesting. She may have a new Girlfriend. I sure hope so. Kathy
Darling Confused, I relate to your confusion as I’ve certainly been there. Since I was 13 I began dressing as a girl now as a woman, I’m a passive bi-sexual, I never seen myself as being gay but when I’m in my femm role I love being treated in everyway as such. During my teenage years I use to dream and also picture myself waking up in the morning and having these wonderful breasts and the cutest “pussy” but that dream never came true.I’ve remained in the closet all these years which at times is extreemely hard and sexually frustrating. I first went on to HRT when I was in my early thirties, I had to stop as I got majorly depressed, got my my breast size up though to 32B which is great and shrunk cock which I don’t mind. I have started HRT again which is going much better, and my wife is now on top of things. I still fulfil the role of husband, man of the house, do a great deal of manly things, I get to wear panties and stockings at times during my business day, and have now bought long night shirts that feel as if I’m wearing a nightie to bed, I have many orgasims whem my breasts are sucked and stimulated which is great to say the least.My suggestion to you is that you try as often as you can being a woman, sit when you need to pee, get used to wiping after you’ve been to the loo, live the illusion, try the make-up bit, shave your body hair, get your wife to peg you every spare opportunity you have be femme, treat yourself to a v-string, try a course of HRT and see how you feel, if you like what you’re going thru’ go away together somewhere were nobody knows you and live as woman for the weekend. My cock is now totally limp, I however still cum, I get turned on now in different ways, I’m not gay but am a crossdresser who is managing her life in a way not to hurt or disappoint anyone, remember we are in the Aquarius age, get in touch with your femme side its something to be proud about. Drop me a line to my e-mail address if I can help in any way.Love your sister Joanx.
I was curious, What is it when you want to become a woman in every way growing breasts and everything. Just you still have desire to have you penis removed ?
I’m married and my wife knows and supports me. But uhhh when talking we are confused about alot and figured best find a place :)… So could anyone help me out on what this would be called.. I have no desire also to be with any man.. So I can’t say mom I’m gay or a crossdreser.. And form of understanding would be appreciated.. Kudos to all of you that have guts to come out.. I’m working on it…
Hello girls. I just looooooooove reading about your wonderful experiences with men.Unfortunately I have not been with a man as often as I would have loved to be. I am a mature transvestite. I still use the word “transvestite ” . I do love that word. I grew up in the 1950′s and this was the word that was used to describe a man that would dress as a woman. I use to try to get any literature about female impersonators. Christine Jorgensen was one of the few I could identify with. Now that I am older I still love to relate to other transvestites ( crossdressers ). I cannot ever find a web site that has older transvestites. Can any of you girls help me out? I love looking at pictures of crossdressers but I would love to see some my age . I am 65 years old and love dresing as a woman. Whenever possible I meet with a man my age and we have wonderful sex. I have worn girl’s clothing for as long as I can remember. I gave a blow job to an older man when I was 25 years old. It was not until I was 65 that I gave another man a blow job. It was so very exciting seeing another man’s hard cock. I just loved touching his hard cock and running my finger over the tip. Feeling his pre-cum and bending over to kiss it. Running my tongue down the length of his cock and kissing his balls. I love it more now than when I was 25 years old. I just wish that I could find a web site that includes older transvestites.
Thank you Lady One for such a wonderful product, and thank you for such a wonderful place to talk with other girls. Your the best. Just got home from a long road trip all in fem every day and every night. Almost two weeks on the road. It was heavenly. After the first day I learned just how to tie and adjust everything on my v-string so that it was sooooooo comfortable I couldn’t even feel it. It was so great to stop at a rest area or truck stop and use the girls room. I could hear the other girls going and I sounded just like them when I went. It was so sexy to just raise up my skirt and slip and pull down my panties and sit and pee. I did wear a pad though. Just in case I would leak a little. I didn’t want to have wet panties. I was wearing then all day and traveling so I wanted to keep dry. A couple of times I had spotted my pad a little but never more than a few drops. I also used the smith nephew med adhesive to attach my breast forms on this trip. It worked perfectly. I could attach them in the morning and leave then on for a couple of days before there was any sign of loosening edges. I showered with them on and slept with them. It is wonderful to have your breast stay with you know matter how much you moove around. They feel so nice under a silky smooth night gown as you moove around in the night. It makes you feel 100% feminine. All together I traveled over three thousand miles. All in fem. I loved it. Every time I stopped to get gas. I would just hop out in my skirt and top and start my fuel. Most the time if I looked around I could find a guy somewere checking me out. One day I purposly wore a very tight pair of shorts that I have. They show everything. If you know what I mean. I was wearing the tight shorts and washing my windshield at a truck stop in Texas. I stopped and looked back in the direction of the trucks. I bet there were five guys just staring at my ass and of course my camel toe. It looked so perfect I just had to show it of once. What a fun trip. I can’t wait to do it again. Next time I hope I get the chance to try out my v-string completely! Miss, Tina
I recall first dressing in my mothers clothes at about the age of 11 or 12. It began with her girdles and hose and shoes. It soon escalted into wearing her panties, pegnoirs and full makeup! I never got caught, or at least I didnt think I did. My dressing continued throughout my 20′s and 30′s during two marriages. Not one in my life did I regret what I was doing, it just seemed so natural…. I had never been with another man or a t-girl during all these years. A strange thing started happening to me during my mid forties, when my wife and I had sex I always felt like she had a cock and she was screwing my vagina, the thought really turned me on. We eventually got a divorce and like an ephinany I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life as a woman. I started HRT and almost immediately went full time, luckily I was a home consultant and it didnt interfere with my work. The first sex I had after I went full time was with another t girl. Having her in my mouth was the MOST sensual feeling I had ever had in my life, it was also the most natural. It took me awhile to go out with a man, and the first couple times didnt go that well, although looking at their cocks really turned me on and I liked sucking and swallowing, I was not into getting my pussy screwed, they wouldnt take no for an answer, and it soured me on the whole thing until I met a lovely t girl who took the time and trouble to teach me really how to love. Today, I almost always wear a butt plug and keep my pussy clean, I’ve come to love someone deep in my pussy and the wonderful feeling of them have a wet orgasm deep inside me.
I can still vividly remember by sister’s cries of uproar when she couldn’t find her lovely yellow slip I’d worn under my jeans while fishing with my father. I can still remember the trees I hid behind while I lowered my jeans so I could look at the pretty yellow slip fall over my young thighs.
Funny thing is, during a crisis she had many many years later, I told her of my addiction to lace and asked her if she remembered her loosing that slip.
She had not. And my secret was revealed………
I remember one evening when my mother and sister were gone for some affair that would take several hours. I went into my sister’s room and got all the lingerie that I would need to wear and I put them on the floor outside of the bathroom. I wanted to take a nice bubble bath, dryoff, and proceed to dress as a girl. I must have been 13 years old at the time. I just wanted to dress in girls clothes as a girl might do after taking a bath. I was in the tub and did not here them come in. I never knew why they came home early but by the time I realized that my sister and mother were in the house. My sister saw her clothes outside the bathroom and I was In the bathroom. My sister caleed me a queer and was very upset. My mother tried to calm her down. How could I explain something like that? I had worn her clothes so many times before and was careful about it. We transvestites surely know how to be secretive.I can’t remember to this day how I got out of it. I think that they both just wanted to forget it. There were other close calls but none as drastic as that evening. There was a short time when I did not go into my sister’s room and try on her female clothing but as we all know that would not last long. Having the availability of female clothing and the privacy to wear them is what a transvestite craves for. I began wearing my older sister’s clothing again. I continued without incident until she got married and left our house. I began wearing my mother’s clothes but they were not as sexy as my sister’s were. I still love to dress as a woman whenever I get the opportunity. I also love the thought of being with a man. I do that occasionaly also thanks to this column. Bye now girls.
Oh Jill, Your letter brought back so many wonderful memories. I remember my young ten age years. Just really starting to figure out how to look good when I was dressed. Just what all to wear with a nice tight zip up skirt and a silky low cut blouce to go with it. All things that my freind and I would look for through his mothers and older sisters things when they were not home. Thankfully they were away most the time. My freind wasn’t into the dressing part as much as I was, but he sure was a good helper and a great finder of silky sexy things, hideing in drawers and in chest’s that had been put in the basement for storage. As we discovered more of these wonderful treasures. I begain to learn more about how to wear them and what looked best with what. Of course panties and nylons were the first thing a girl learns how to wear. It wasn’t long after that till I would find myself nearly every afternoon, laying on my back with mt favorite tight skirt and slip pulled up to my waist as I enjoyed my freind laying on top of my while feeling my C cup bra stuffed with water balloons under my cami and silk blouse as he fucked me as hard as he could. He would lube my inner theighs and the bottom of my scrotum and then hop on me and fuck me for what seemed like forever. I remember that I would let him cum between my legs if he would get up and get me a nice new fresh Kotex pad when he was finished. Of course he always wanted to cum. We all know I would have let him even if he didn’t get me a pad, but he didn’t know that. I dodn’t know if we were just young and stupid or what but it took us all summer to figure out that with some lube he could fuck he in another place. I also discovered how soft and sexy I could feel with one of his mothers long silky night gowns on, and how much more I could move around for both of us to enjoy. Oh my. My life was never the same. He would still get me a nice clean pad after he finished. After a while I remember his mother asked him one day if he had any idea what was happening to all the pads in the house. Even with two sisters and his mother using them it seemed like they were sure going through alot of them. I think she chewed out the girls for using to many. Never heard any more about it. Altough I would let him pay me off with a tampon from time to time, just to slow down the disapearing supply of pads. I still remember the first time he came in me. My god what a wonderful feeling that was. I felt so sexy and so feminine I wanted the feeling to last for ever. Today it’s still the same for me. I feel so complete when a man is in me and using me for his pleasure. When he finally puts his wonderful load into me I am a woman. In every way. Sweet, soft, lovly with a sweet sent and a load from my man in me. How could it be any better. Love to all my sister out there. Donna
About ten years ago when I was in high school, I would dress about everyday. Our basement was a playroom and we always had friends over. A lot of times I would dress to the hilt, most of it was my older sisters things, and would be quite sexy. I loved it, what a turn – on, to be dressed as a woman. One day after school I had on a mini leather skirt with a side zipper, off black stockings with garters and black pumps. My top was white satin blouse and a black bra, you could see through it. My hair, makeup, jewelry, everything was great. I can remember looking at myself in the mirror, practicing sitting, crossing my legs, and lifting the zipper up a little. A friend came over and saw me and he was surprised how well I looked. You could see it in his face. I will never forget that look, he was turned on and I was excited about that. We went downstairs and were just listening to music, probably waiting for someone to make the first move. I sat down and on the side of my open skirt you could see my garter holding up my stocking. I caught him looking at it. I told him, I want to make you feel good, he didnt say a thing, as I reached for his zipper. It was hard and it felt so good in my hand, I wasn’t nervous, I was more excited, I started to stroke him and he came with the first shots landing on my skirt and the rest was in my hand. My hand was full of cum and he was just gassed afterwards. It was awesome, but we have never talked about that day. I know I pleasured him and that excites me. I am a crossdresser and dress every opportunity that comes my way. I fantasized about doing that to someone again especially when I am dressed.
I just love reading about the experiences of all of these sexy trannies. I have been a transvestite ever since I can remember. As early as I can remember I wore my older sister’s panties. As I grew older ;I would dress more often in her clothes . I am not sure at what age I desired being with a man but I do want to be with a man sexually. I have given a man a blow job and I just loved it. That same man fucked me and it was just sooooooooo wonderful. That was when I was younger and I have yearned for a man ever since. I wonder if a biological woman wants a man any more than I do. I really don’t see how she could.
I am a long time cd and was living on my own, first time, for a summer job(I am married). I couldnt wait to get to my place and shower(& shave), then put lotion all over and then dress. I had brought my things with me, but it was very limited. My nightgown was long sleeve, so I went out and bought a pink/black nylon sleeveless. It felt so good to put that on with my panties every night. I went during the day and bought 2 skirts and tops to match at a second hand shop. My heart was racing as I approached the owner of the shop, “I’m looking for a skirt, size 10 possibly” she didnt even flich. She helped me find a couple of things and I was on my way. I also bought some panties and bras at another store….it is so exciting. I have ventured out 4 times, but I am so nervous. I need help with my makeup, I don’t know what I’m doing, but keep checking on these websites for help. I just marvel at how people like Lauren Thomas, look awesome and sexy. Well summer is coming to an end and so is my enjoyment in life, I wish it could be like this all the time…oh well, that’s the way it goes.
What a summer it has been! Lived alone and dressed every night. Completely shaved my body and went out twice a week. What a rush to be fully dressed and out walking and/or shopping. I loved shopping for clothes, trying items on and checking yourself out and then bringing them home. Quick little story, I would work during the day on outside field maintenance and got to talking to an older man(stone mason), dark complexion, well built for his age, who was working on a wall. He was really nice to me(always have no shirt on and sweaty) and I would sit and “shoot the breeze” daily. I can’t tell you how many times this summer I would fantazize about being in this guys arms, dressed, fully made up. I saw him out one night on the weekend in the mall, as I was dressed in white capri’s with a silk blue top and heeled sandals(just had a pedicure that day. I just happen to see him twice that night and he was looking right at me. On Monday, when I went to the job site, he called me over and ask if I was a “tranny”. I dont know why I said, “do you want me to be one”? I told him I was a crossdresser and I thought he was the sexiest man that I have seen all summer. He told me it was ok and to calm down(I was crying). He brought me over to his truck, consoled me and all I could see was his gray nylon shorts with sweat on top of the waistband and that little patch of hair from the belly button down to his…the part I have been dreaming about. We talked and he said lets go out next weekend….stay tuned!!!!
my wife is out for a few days and i have the house all to my self. i am sitting in a lovely matching set of lingerie and wearing a satin nightgown and robe. later on i am going to wear some drab clothes over my garter and nylons while i go to the local arcade. there i am shall change my clothes and enjoy the spoils of all those wonderful glory holes.
I have always thought of dressing as a woman. I did dress when I was younger and my older sister was still living at home. I think of those times very often. I would wear her clothes as often as I could. I had to stop when she got married.Actually I did not stop but I did not have access to as many female clothes as I wanted. My mother’s clothes were just not very attractive to wear. She did have a wonderful beige girdle that I just loved to put on. She also had a very nice nightgown that I thought was sexy but for the most part my dressing as a girl ended when my sister left home. The desire never left and actually grew more intense. I was drafted into the Army and spent some time In and around New York City. This is where I first found a book about transvestism. It was called “Transvestia” I think that the founder’s name is Virginia Prince. What a wonderful piece of literature for me to read. It was just what I had always wanted to read about. I just loved reading this book whenever I got the chance to get hold of it. Does anyone know about this publication? Many years ago I did see Virginia Prince on a talk show. She claimed to be heterosexual but since reading ” Transvestia ” I have sucked several cocks and have been fucked several times by men.
Candi and I are both crossdressers, We met through this wonderful ” Confession Page “. We both love to dress very sexily and act as femnine as possible. We both go to Dwight’s cabin and enjoy the company of a man. Dwight just loves the idea of having TWO sexy trannies pleasing him. Dwight loves to see Candi and I kiss each other and love each other. Candi is so very sexy and I just love having sex with her in front of Dwight.
I have always loved dressing in women’s clothing. From a very early age I wanted to be a girl. I did marry but my desires to be with a man never stopped. I would buy magazines and videos about transexuals and she-males. I just loved reading the magazines and watching the videos. I had to hide them from my wife. I know that my wife would never understand that I love to dress as a woman and that I want to be with a man sexually. I was so very happy when the internet provided me with a way to contact someone that felt the same way I did. I have been contacted with a man that feels the same way I do. His name is Dwight and I just loooooove how he talks ( writes ) to me. I know that I want to kiss him.
hi everyone just to let everyone know that i love the confession page.As a cd I’ve been dressing since i was 10 i remember wearing feminine napkins every time i would dress up. when i was 15 my sister which was older than me caught me and promised not to tell mom and it stayed like that for a long time.She was always open minded and even helped me dress.She took me to the mall one day and we were shopping for clothes for me i had bought some boyshorts and a matching bra some short shorts and the rest my sister had. We got home that day and she told me to start dressing, she took out a squared pink box that was full of make up.Dressed and feeling very fem i felt my cock really hard and felt the pre cum in my sexy shaved legs.Later on when we were finished with me (Vanessa) I felt like a really hot woman. My sister told me to wait and entered with mom she just smiled and said “if thats what you really want go ahead but remember it wont be easy out there” that had shocked me but at the same time was full of happiness. When i was 16 my mom and sister would tell me if i wanted to go with them shopping but i would prefer staying home dressed up.One day i wanted to know how it would feel to make a step to the outsides.i had a gf when i was 17 and more likely always knew about me cd and we had a sexually active relationship. one day she told me if i wanted to try something new and told me to get dressed and she brought a guy to my house and then She left.As well he was Cd too and it was fascinating . and he was a REALLY HOT (GIRL) she went up to me and grabbed my balls very gently and i liked it then i slowly unbuttoned her tight short shorts and grabbed a big cock.I slowly putt it in my mouth and liked the wonderful feeling of it i liked it from top to bottom and then i felt the cum all over my face and mouth and i just loved it. I am 18 right now and im a hot cd that lives with mom and sister and always dress up at home. i am really interested in meeting hot cd’s like me.And even right now wearing my v-string vagina.wearing some nice red boyshorts and a matching bra.On top i have a very hot tube top and some mini shorts with my 6 inch heels and my beautiful long wig.i just love it.
Ladies, I don’t know if I’m breaking any rules here so PLEASE for give me if I am. My T-girl friend Becky was just talking to me about how she and her boy friend like to sit at the computer and look at T- girl porn. Do any of you know some good sites they can check out. Castle might not like it if you post the links here so if you could please send them to me personally I would appreciate it. But please, no pay sites. Thanks and Hugs, Robin
Robin, Your post caught my attention not only because we’re both named Robin but because you mentioned a cabin. I’m a life long T-girl. I wouldn’t change it even if I could. I have been so lucky in life. My first wife, who was my school sweet heart, not only knew about my desires but took a very active part in my dressing. She taught me so much. From make up to dressing, to how a girl moves, walks and talks. After that marriage broke up I went wild. Living full time and passing as a young woman. Back then it was easy. I was young and had a soft voice. I fell in love with a young man and moved in with him. After a year and a half of being his “wife” I caught him cheating on me with his “fishing” buddies. (the bastard liked dick better than I did.) Broke my heart and ended the relationship. I’m trying to make this short Gave it all up and tried to go straight. Married my second wife who never knew anything about my dressing or my past. I swore I’d never dress again. Two months into the marriage I was already wearing her panties every chance I got. That ended after eight years. The day she moved out I was in the tub shaving my legs before her car got out of the drive way. I was singing; “I’m going to wash that man right out of my hair,” from the old movie South Pacific Damn, it was wonderful to be a woman again. That was a long time ago. Since then I’ve lived in several places but no where I could just be myself with out noise people interfering. So, I moved to a mountain top here in the mountains of Virginia. Built me a nice log home, it’s to big to be called a cabin. My closest neighbors is over a mile away and over three mile the other direction. They know I’m a T-girl but they leave me alone and I leave them alone. I have several T-girl friends that visit plus we go out to the clubs together at times. I have several other friends that visit and a couple men I dated. Even have a GG who likes to date a T-girl. I think she’s actually a lesbian but hasn’t broke over the line yet. On my mountain I’m queen. I get to live full time as a woman which might sound exciting to some until you think of all the chores Keeping a nice yard, a garden and cutting fire wood for the winter is hell on the nails But I love every minuet of it. I met a nice man, Dave, about three months ago. We met out side a club in Greensboro, NC. He started calling me and we met again at the club. After three dates I invited him to come to my mountain for the weekend. Up until then we had done nothing more than a few little kisses. He arrived total surprised at the view from my front porch but also my home being totally woman. He knew I dressed as much as possible but had no idea how much possible was I saw to it that he had a wonderful weekend with some one who enjoys being a woman…. and knows how to please a man. He say’s I have spoiled him which I really enjoy doing The weekend came to an end but he’s started into a routine now where he goes back to NC for the week and comes to stay with me each weekend. He calls me every night just to say goodnight, but we talk for hours He hasn’t said the “L” word….. yet But he’s come close and I think he will soon We very rarely mention about “T”. We kind of got that out of the way the first night and I kept a close ear last weekend and the subject was never mentioned one time. As I write this he’s cutting the grass for me…. isn’t that sweet of him My T-girl friends are coming over this evening for a cook out. Two of them will have dates which should make for an interesting evening. I’m dying to see how Dave handles it. Macho men who claim they aren’t gay but are dating T-girls Like I said……. it will be interesting Got to run……. bye-bye.
I really love this section but I do feel as though I am writing too often. I just want to let every one know how wonderful I feel when I can be a woman for a man. Dwight and I went to his cabin this weekend. Of course; I brought some more female clothes with me and I went directly to the bedroom and put them on. I love full slips and so does Dwight. I always wear ruby red lipstick ( He love’s that ) and a nice shoulder length wig. Dwight was waiting for me as I came from the bedroom. He took me in his arms and kissed me. I was wearing only a full beige slip and panties and a bra. Dwight held me close and I could feel his manhood against me. As we kissed he dropped his beautiful shorts that I had bought him. I dropped to my knees and took his huge cock from his soft white briefs. His cock felt so very warm and hard in my mouth. I felt his ass cheeks through the fabric of his nice tight briefs . I wanted to feel his nice tight bare ass so I momentarily took my mouth from his cock and slipped down his briefs. I took his hard cock back into my mouth and grabbed his firm ass cheeks with my hands. He began fucking my mouth as though it were a pussie. I can always tell when a man is about to cum. Dwight is such a darling. He let’s me know and backs off just a bit so that I can swallow every bit of his cum. He is soooo very sweet.
Dwight has a beautiful cabin that he took me to one weekend. I did dress as a woman the entire time that we were there. I actually was Dwight’s wife for an entire weekend and I must say that I loved it. I had never spent that long dressed as a woman. I really loved it. I am sure now that I could be a woman for ever. I did not have a large wardrobe of female clothes that weekend but I still managed to dress feminine each night for Dwight. I wore make-up and a nice wig but being a woman is more that just appearance. I feel soooooo very much like a woman and Dwight knows that. I try to look as feminine as I can, which I love. I just love being attractive to Dwight, but more than that . I want to be a woman for Dwight. I am so very glad that Dwight treats me as a woman. Whether ; I be dressed in sexy lingerie or a house dress he treats me as the woman I want to be.
The early years for me as a cross dresser, it was about 1976. I had two older sisters, on left home when I was 8, At the time my next older sister was 13 and had a host of friends,some were cheerleaders, most were real cute!. Like most little brothers I was a pest. I would spy on the girls when they would stay over and raid thier panties any chance I got. For years some items of womans apparel just escaped me,It was not until I was 20 something that I figured out what a kotex belt was and how it was used, I remember a special pair of panties my older sister left behind, she also worked at a popular chain resturaunt for a while and left behind her uniform. it was so sixties and kind of frilly, so were her panties. My mom had some things which were sexy but they all smelled like her. ( my mom wore a brand of perfume which I still cannot stand the smell of). I would dress up in my oldest sisters things with a bra borrowed from mom, my first breasts were socks rolled up, later water balloons gave a nice bounce. I was so obsessed with dressing my little pecker would stand tall at the thought of it and not go down for hours. I dressed from time to time without getting caught by any one, once around that time my next older sister and one of her cute friends convinced me to let them dress me up for holloween. Even my mom got into the act, helping with a small blue bra and some tennis balls.I acted like I hated it of course, but on the inside I was all fired up and enjoyed it to the max! Some time after that my parents found me dressed up in my sisters leotards one afternoon and my mother and father said it was strange for a boy to act that way. That it when I went undergorund with my desire to wear panties and such. There was a Penthouse magazine that year dedicated to lingere’ I would reference it often and wish I could find items like the beutiful delicate lacy things in the magazine. Ads from Michael Salem’s exotica boutique beckoned me to buy waist cinchers and wais nippers. I never did but I still have the yearning. all of this led up to my very firt orgasms. There were three seperate instances which remain vivid enough to recall, today I will confess the first time. I had swiped a pair of leggs sheer energy from the local grocery store, I put on my big sisters panties, I then began to work the soft smooth hosery up my hairless legs. just as I gripped the waist band I felt the most unusual feeling, I felt kind of weak in the knees and all of a sudden I began to shudder and the next thing I know my tiny little wiener erupted in a showering spasm of gooey sticky bursts of stuff. I had never seen anything like it before! holy crap! I think my penis had grown about ten sizes that day, I had not remebered it being that big before. The feeling was familiar however I had experienced it one other time before this. More on that next time.
Dear Ladyone/Castle. I enjoy your site, please keep Confessions. I have purchased a v-string and like it very much.
I met a wonderful friend and lifelong partner through this confession column. Her name is Candi. Candi and I love the same things. She loves dressing in sexy clothing , as I do; and she loves being attractive to men , as I do. Candi and I both love pleasing a man.It used to be just Candi and I but now we have Dwight to play with and we both love having a MAN in our lives. Dwight loves it also.
Dwight and I met through this confession section. We decided to meet one night at a Burger King.He came over to my car which I had described to him. I was wearing a nice wig and had some make-up on. I was wearing a pleated skirt and a white silk blouse. We went to drive-in movie. It was just like when I was younger except I was the girl now. Dwight kissed me and placed his hand on my nylon clad leg. I remember doing the same to a girl when I was younger and now I have a man feeling me . I love it. As Dwight kisses me his hand takes mine and puts it on his buldge in his trousers. I know what he wants and I unzip his pants. I reach in and take his hard cock from his nice briefs. I just love how his cock feels in my mouth as I go down on him. I feel his hair apon my chin and that excites me even more. I moan as I continue sucking Dwight’s beautiful manhood and Dwight moans also. I don’t want to offend anyone but as Dwight begins to cum I am sooooooo very overjoyed that I will be able to swallow. Bye now girls
My boyfriend and I moved in together just a couple of months ago, he’s a wonderful guy that really makes me feel a complete woman. Ever since we are together I only wear all female clothes at home, make up etc and love being beautiful for him. Sex is so good; I really enjoy when he takes me and fills me up in every possible way, he’s so tender and loving that makes me melt.
Dearest Ladyone, almost everyday I visit the confessions page to see how my other darling sisters are doing, There are times that many of the conffessions are very sexual, which I don’t mind, but I must say that the ones’ I enjoy most are about sisters stepping out, these are encouraging and heart warming. Please don’t take one of the few or only outlet we sisters have to share our lives with others, we truly need this page!!! Lastly are you able to put on your shopping page, the shipping costs across the globe for your wonderful products. Love Joanx
Pleas don’t remove the Confessions ! So many (me included) get a vicarious thrill from reading the Posts
I have dressed for years. The last couple of years I have started to get more daring and do go out on the rare occasion. I do try to meet up with a man at least once or twice a year. I have read various concern that this would make me gay or bi. I think of myself as straight. When I dress as a woman I find I want to be a woman and treated as one. This means I want to have men and see myself as a straight woman. I don’t see this as gay. As a man I don’t have any interest in a man. When dressed as a woman I love to have a man in me. I find everytime I have a meeting with a man that I am nervous with anticipation. When I start it just seems the most normal thing to have in my mouth. I always find that I don’t want the time to end, but they just run out of steam. I would say that if you find that you dress and try to get to the point of passing, the real test and reason is you want a man to treat you as a woman. The first time is very special as your knees will feel that you can’t stand as the turn to jelly. Once you start it is just so great to have it in your month or ass and you know that HE is in your control. To have the complements and the feeling you are all woman is over powering and you want it to go on for ever. I would suggest to the no believers to try it and see. You likely will get hooked too.
i love to read the sexy confessions; they are often exactly what i would like to do yet could not do
Hi girls…haven’t had much activity here recently. We’re thinking of removing this from the site. What do you think? Lets get some more confessions…
Maybe you would prefer my story.I was 18 and busted for drugs while a college freshman. Sentenced to a year ( I could have plead guilty to a felony and avoided jail). My lawyer, the judge , and prosecuter all thought I would be raped in prison as I was a weak and unathletic white boy with thick blonde hair full lips and a girlish bubble butt. I was a advised to go into protective custody but to do so I would have to go into prison as a transvestite or obvious homosexual. As a straight but virgin boy and certaily not a cross dresser I was upset with the rule. Begrudgingly I agreed to serve my time en femme.
Hello all, Robin Gail here. I love reading the Confessions too. Some of the entries are way too graphic for me also, when they turn from love making to lust I am OK with it but when they turn to trash and on to garbage its way too much, I think this is when they get shot down and also when some goes on about how they get dressed and what they are wearing, they get way too long. Seems to be a fantasy rather than a confession. Real life is much better than fantasy. Just my two cents worth.
Hi all and thank you Robin for sticking up for me! I have a feelin some of my posts don’t get posted is because of the sexual content. I am a horny girl OK!! Anyway, it’s probably because I love to get filled with major cum! In both ends. Which is in fact unsafe sex! But I asure all that I always make sure my man has been tested for STD’s as I do so myself. And I never allow my man to go unprotected if I am not sure!! Yes I do love cock and cum but I am not stupid and would never suggest unprotected sex to those not sure of their partner! Thanx again Robin and please drop me a line anytime if ya want to exchange ideas or just to chat. Love ya all!! – Tracey!
I just loved reading Tracy’s confession. I wanted to tell her how much I loved it and how much it reminded me of Don and myself. When I went to the confession page I was surprised to see that her letter was not there. I have written two confessions myself that have never been entered . I wonder what is wrong. Is the problem on my end ?? I would love to know because I just love this section.
hi everyone. just like to say how much i love wearing short skirts, high heels and silky stockings. but i need some help. i had some pics of my self on my computor at work. i thought i had them deleted, but someone one pulled them up. it was not a good situation. only a couple of poeple seen them, and so far noone has spread it around. could someone tell how to be sure they are for sure out of the system. i have a computor at home with some pics on it too. it would sure give me peace of mind knowing that they are good. thanks donna
I’m posting this at my wife’s insistance, she is standing behind me now and is dictating to me. Several years ago my wife/mistress being the very intelligent person she is percieved that I was more suited to being a house hubby than a provider. After convincing me that she was correct I agreed to stay home and keep house, inclusive of all those duties a wife ette normaly preformed. It wasn’t long after 3 months to be exact that radical change was instituted by my mistress. She demanded that I turn over all finiances to her as well as my car keys i did so because she is much smarter than I with money and I really didn’t have time to run around during the day as I had laundry and cooking to do as well as ironing and hand laundry. I must wash all of mistresses delicates by hand. It was soon after that when she dropped the bombshell! She came home late one evening and was obviously worked up about something I took her shoes off and brought her a hot tea and began to massage her feet , after an hour she had me stop and follow her into our bedroom where she told me to strip. I thought she was initiating sex but I was wrong! She informed me that in no uncertain terms that since I had agreed to become a house hubby that it only followed that I must be a sissy, I tried to argue that I wasn’t but wasy told to shut up I did as I was told, ther upon my mistress went to the closet in the spare room and brought in several packages , handing me one she said open it , inside were several pairs of frilly panties she reached in a picked a pink pair and said put them on I was nervous and a bit scared but I did as I was told she then opened another package and brought out a matching bra she walked behind me an put my arms into it and latched it in place then turned meo a full length mirror and sneeringly told me that this would be how i was to dress from now on! She led me over to our bed and had me lie face down on it while she tied my hand and feet widley apart I ask her what she was doing thats when I felt the lubrication being applied she simply answered continuing your sissy training I felt the panties being pulled further down and she mounted me . It hurt like hell but that night she broke me . I no longer have any male clothes and all the thing a woman must do I do. I keep my self as hairless as possible for her and I been taken to a beauy salon for very fem. perms. I’m not often allowed to have sex ,she rigidley controls that and I’m not allowed to protest if she dosen’t come home till early in the morning as she told me she nedds a real man for sex not a sissy like me.
This story is about a bet I made with my mother-in-law, Jean, a few years back. (She had caught me trying on her clothes and her daughters’ clothes before this happened, so she knew about me.) We made a stupid bet on a basketball game, and whoever lost had to be the other’s “servant” for a month. Well, I lost! She had dreamed up a really elaborate plan–I had to take a month of ballet lessons, in leotards, from her neighbor Cindy, who had a dance studio in her basement. I knew that she might make me dress in women’s clothes some, but this involved wearing leotards and dance costumes in front of somebody else! Cindy was a strict teacher, but after a while I actually began to enjoy the “lessons” because of what I got to wear. She made me do ballet and tap exercises and routines every night, while Jean looked on. Eventually, she had me in pointe shoes, which hurt! Secretly, they were laughing at me hysterically when I couldn’t hear. Cindy enjoyed what she was putting me through. One week, she switched to jazz and made me do jazz routines and wear jazz outfits. I got deeper and deeper in. To this day, I dream about those costumes and being a “ballerina” for a month!
Hello girls. I just love reading all of your confessions. I love how you talk about the man in your life. There is a special man in my life. His name is Don and I did mention him before. I love dressing for Don . He is sooooooo appreciative. He just loves to see me putting on my panties and he helps me with my bra. He watches as I pull my slip over my head and smooth it down my thighs.I just love how Don stares at me as I pull up my seamed stockings and attach them to my garters. I look at Don and throw him a kiss. I would love for Don to tell you the rest
i had the best experiance with my wife. she had me dressing up in a night gown and panties with a wig on and my face all dolled up. then she left the house for a while and told me to wait for her. i was visiting this site when she returned and she took me into the room and had me laydown on the bed. when i did she produced from the bag that she was carrying, a dildo that looked like a cock and a dvd. she started the movie, it was a porn featuring bi-sexual activities and she disrobed herself and joined me to watch the film. she stroked me through the satin of my nightgown while she commented and asked me questions about the movie. did i want to suck cock, and would i like to be taken in the ass. when i said yes she used that magnificent toy on my ass. she kept talking about the virtues of a real cock over a dildo, and i loved it. when she finaly rode me i came in a fierce spasm of satisfaction and lust. she said that maybee some time she will bring more than a toy.
my home is filled with feminine things for the first time in my life. i moved out of state when i left my last job, and shortly after i got here i met a wonderful woman who delights in helping my truer self emerge. she is the land lady who ownes the house i live in. it is an old victorian building that has been divided into apartments. she asked me about some undergarments that i had not known that i left in the laundry room, and on a moment of boldness i confessed my desire for such lovely things, i told her all of my fantasies over some coffee once we eventually settled down and she told me o fher late husband and his tendancy to dress and long unfullfilled desire to sleep with a man. she told me that i would be fine in her house and has set me up with some of the contacts, that she and her late husband had made, to better assist me. people like her hairdresser and some folks that own a dress shop. we have also had a great time decorating my flat. she tells me that i am welcome here as long as i like.
if i could pass, i would be a woman everyday
Hello everyone. I am so very happy. I have met such a wonderful man through the confession section. His name is Donald. He likes me to call him Don and I like that also. Don wrote to me several times . He lives within 45 minutes of me. We talked on the phone several times and decided to meet at a metro parks close to both of us.I told him that I was not very comfortable dressing as a woman in public. He told me to come dressed as I felt comfortable. I did dress as a woman. With wig and make-up. When I arrived at the park there was a handsome man sitting in the sane type of vehicle that Don said he had. I parked my car and was to nervous to exit. In just a few minutes this man came over to my car. I was soooooooo afraid. This was the first time ever that I ventured out dressed as a woman. ” Hi ” he said . ” are you Robin?” He knew that I was nervous and spoke very gently as he said ” do you want to take a walk Robin??? “”. I am Don. I think that my heart may have stopped. He was so very handsome. Don even opened the door for me to get out. I never had a man open a door for me. Right away I felt feminine.We were the only two in the park and I felt comfortable with Don right away. We walked down one of the pathways into the woods. I felt like a school girl on her first date. About 20 yards down the path Don kissed me . I returned his kiss . We embraced and I could feel his manhood against me. I felt so very vulnerable at that time. Don took my hand and placed it on the buldge in his slacks. This is what we both came here for.I went to my knees and Don unzipped his slacks.I took his hard cock from his shorts and kissed it.Don was sooo very hot that it was not very long before he shot his load into my willing mouth. I swallowed all of his cum and licked him clean. After he zipped up he kissed me again and we made a date to meet again. He walked me to my car and opened the door for me and we kissed goodbye. I think that I love Don
Suzie, I agree with you 100%, being a woman is more that simply suckng or having cock. As I have said before, if we wish to be woman and truly femme we need to act as such. I truly love being my femme self, getting dressed, doing the make-up and hair constitutes only a part of my womanly desires.I can simply climb into bed with my nightie on, my breast form, wig on, smooth legs, etc and have a wonderful night as woman without even being totally physical. In order to be a woman we need to truly understand them, not simply be whores. Love Joan x
Desiree…I personally have never knelt and don’t plan on it. For a lot of us there’s a lot more to cross dressing than sucking cock. For me it has to do more with fulfilling an illusion and passing in the real world as a female. Most of my time is spent at home in my own world doing my own thing and I am VERY happy with myself and how I do it.
Is it enough to simply dress or does the act of dressing give you the desire to be a woman all the way, even if it means kneeling and sucking cock. For me……….I must kneel.
I’ve been a cross-dresser, very much in the closest for many years. I always have loved the feel of women’s clothing: panties, thongs, bras, dresses, skirts, blouses, heeled sandals… everything! Over the years, I’d always “borrow” items from my sisters’ or wife’s drawers/closets. I’d play with their make-up when there was time and I got pretty good at it (in my opinion). However, when I would play, I would never do everything (usually due to lack of time). I would either dress or partially dress or do make-up. All the pieces never came together at the same time to make the picture complete. The timing was right this month to have a bit more fun that usual. My wife and daughter are out of town for a few weeks. I felt it was time to step it up a notch: invest in a vee-string, some breast-forms and various other little things such as jewelry, and a wig. I chose the Vee-String w/sheath & bladder. It arrived recently and I absolutely love it! Last night I created a complete femme image using myself as the canvas. I went all-out! I shaved my body hair: legs, pubic, belly, chest, and armpits. I did a complete make-up job: concealer, foundation, two eye colors, mascara, blush, lip color and nail polish on my fingers and toes. I did a fairly good job of styling the wig (The “Vicky” wig on Castle Supply’s web site). I put on my vee-string, attached breats forms, put on a beige see-through bra, a pretty black thong, black mini-skirt, white cropped top with a glittery heart on the front, clip-on hoop earrings, a toe ring, an anklet and 4″ wedge-heel sandals. I impressed myself a bit more than I expected. (Of course I took pictures! — I then discovered I had stayed up all night…) I’ve always wondered if I could pass in public if I were to create a completely new me. The thought gnawed at me. I had to put it to the test. Talk about your heart suddenly racing, and adrenaline pumping! It was about 6:30AM and I’m trying to get up the nerve to leave the house. Caveat: I know my neighbors across the street very well. They know I’m home alone, and would freak if they saw “Becky” leaving the house!!! I opted for walking out the back gate through the alley. Then two houses down, those neighbors were IN the alley! ABORT! I just didn’t know if I could handle a contact THAT QUICKLY! So, I went back into the house and began plotting another method. Oh– another note about the neighbors across the street: We have an open-door policy with their two teen-age girls… They have a key and let themselves in at various times to use our computers to check email and so forth. It would be a very bad thing if I were to return, coming in the front and discovering that one or both came in while I was out! Over the next 30 minutes, I decided to pack a back-pack with my jeans, polo shirt, socks & shoes. Then with my back pack in hand I shot out the carport door and jumped into the van as fast as I could (a semi-safety-spot). I then drove to the nearest QT (a mile and three quarters). I got out, went in the store and got myself a 32oz soda. I was focused on my task and doing everything I could to project a true feminine image. Out of the corner of my eye I noticed that I definitely turned some heads! However none of them seemed like they were able to read me, including the check-out clerk. I think they were all just checking out the hot chick that came in! They all took a good look, but nobody just stared! It was such an awesome feeling! After leaving the QT, I drove to an empty parking lot, climbed into the back and changed my clothes. Then I headed for home. Only the dogs were in my house to greet me — no neighbors. What a relief — What a rush!!!
Hello everyone: While I love reading about your fantasies, why don’t we hear more stories about your Vee-string usage and lovemaking with your boyfriends and the pleasure you get using it.
I love all your t-girl stories, they turn me on. I have been wearing female clothing since I can remember, still do. The first time I had an orgasm, was in my sisters sexy panties, matching bra, and nude nylons held up a with baby blue garter band. I crawled into my bed, began swimming around, felt so good on the sheets with the sexy clothing on, I just had the best feeling of my life and without even touching it, I came violently into my panties. It seemed like it lasted for five minutes! And 30 years later, I still have a rush from woman’s clothes. In fact, as I write this, I am fully dressed and made up! I plan to go out tonight and meet a man I have seen before. Last month, this same man was looking me up and down, he knew and liked it. He asked me if I lived nearby, he would like to hang out. I told him I was nervous, he was so kind and understanding. He came over my place and we just sat and watched tv. He had on a pair of leather pants that just made me hard, I couldn’t contain myself. I first felt his pants and then, just slid my hand on the outside of his penis. He was getting hard right in my hand, I couldn’t wait to touch the real thing. He told me t-girls turn him on, I was so hot for this guy the inside of my ass was wet. I went down on him for awhile and then played with it and told to cum on me. He exploded on my satin pants and tummy, it felt so good. I got up, went into the bathroom and masturbated. Can it get any better than this!
I have always loved wearing girl’s clothing. I loved acting as a girl while I was wearing my older sister’s panties and bras. Now I am a mature man and I still love to dress as a woman.I also love the thought of being with a man sexually. I have given an older man a blow job when I was 25 years old. I just loved doing so and I think of that night very often. I only had on a pair of pink panties and a white bra but I felt so feminine as I kissed his cock. To this day I can remember how wonderful I felt as he shot his sperm into my mouth. It was the only time that I swallowed another man’s cum and I loved it. OOOOOOhhhhhhhhhhh how I wish that I could do that night over again. Over and over and over again. The first time is sooooooooooooo wonderful. I would love to hear from men my age. 64 Robin
Hi to everyone! I just had a wonderful shopping experience and I am busting to tell some one! Once in a while I travel to a large city 60 miles away for training for my job. I visit from time to time and when I can I go to a very large thrift store just around the corner from where I go for training. This most recent visit I attended with a co-worker and used an excuse to drive seperately this visit. we finished our seminar about 4 pm. I went directly to this thrift store to shop for some girl stuff, clothes, shoes, what ever I could find. I prepared with a gym bag full of necesities. I wore cargo pants with extra pockets and stuffed them with everything I would need to put on before trying on clothes. I spent some time looking for clothes which i liked and were my size or close. nothing worse than buying things you will think fit well only to find out later they are too tight or do not fit as nice as you would have hoped. I found several nice choices and headed to the changing room. (Being in a far away town I could shop without any fear of some one recognizing me. I could also not care if they saw me taking womans clothing into the changing room.) I began by taking all of my foundation items out of my cargo pants pockets: my best fitting black bra, my silicone breast inserts/prostetics, my favorite thong, a padded hip shaper and some cute socks, I tried on about a million tops, jeans, skirts, coats, some longe wear and some sleepwear. I found a few tops which fit me very well, I found a cute denim skirt and a couple pair of jeans i just had to have. after trying on my new clothes I chose one outfit which would not I would not be purchasing and put it on and proceeded to grind myself into an orgasm right there in the changing room, I left a deposit in the corner on the floor and wiped my tool off on the out fit and then put it back in the unwanted bin. I purchased my items and then went to the car and dressed complete in an outfit and some comfortable shoes, I then went to my favorite fast food place and ordered some items to take home, I played with myself in the drive thru lane,and wondered if the drive thru attendant would notice, she did not notice my attire but commented on the grin I had at the window. I drove home in my favorite new outfit eating my favorite fast food(only available in that city) and playing with myself and sampling my precum which was abundant due to the excitement brought on by my attire and my excitment! Oh what a shopping trip! what have the rest of you been up to?
Where is everyone? Girls,please tell me more
tell us more patti you lucky sissy you
well gurls after 30yrs of dressing-up,i finally went out in the public! it was such ahigh that im sure we all enjoy every time we go out! on our way to where we were going ihad to go to the bathroom, so we pulled into a mcdonalds, as i walked inside there was a guy mopping the floors,he just stopped and watched my ass as i strutted by him and walked into the ladies room. when i came back out he was still watching me! as i walked back passed him i said hi to him and smiled at him, and he did the same back! what a wonderfull feeling! there is alot more to this evening out! and it gets hotter! i never thought that i would be able to pass,as i have a very deep voice, and never tried to talk like a woman,but i did something right!i had a guy 5 minutes after getting their buying me drinks, then at least 3 more as the nite went on.i even had a woman buy me a couple!there is more to this story,and i want to save some for later,let your imaginations go wild!
I bet the feeling of the Masturbator V moving up and down your cockhead must be unreal. I’d think I’d be dribbling all the time. mmmmmmmmmmm
My Beautiful sisters, thank you for your compliments, kindness and questions you extended to me both directly to my email address and on this wonderful website. Its important for me to continue to grow the beauty within me in order for me to have the beauty on the outside. I am pleased that I’ve been able to help some of you wih your questions and to assist you in getting in touch with your femme side. Please feel free to chat to me at any time and if I can help you, I almost certainly will. Love Joan Black x.
I just love being a sissy. I want soooooo very much to be submissive to a man ( a really nice man ). I think that men are wonderful and should be treated as kings. I would love to treat my man as Jane treats Tarzan. He is the protector and I am his woman. I love that feeling. I love the fact that a man is stronger than I am and I want his protection. I love being feminine with a man. I just adore his masculinity. It is soooooooo very wonderful being a woman, if only in my dreams.
I am a 25 year old male who loves to wear women’s clothing. Especially stockings, garters and high heels. I have recently developed a little crush on my friends fiancee. I did something I regret and stole two pairs of stockings and a thong from her lingerie drawer. When I am wearing them I pleasure myself to the thought of her catching me. It is just so thrilling! I have also recently developed a fantasy where she would catch me and make love to me, her with a strap-on and me being taken. I cannot think of anything that would be hotter than that. I know it is not a healthy thought, but lately just haven’t been able to quit thinking about. I regret what I have done, but the thrill was too exciting for me.
I have always had an interest in wearing womens clothing. I can remember shopping with my mom and sis, wanting to try on dresses, tops, skirts, all of it. I love the smell of the womens department, it is so sexy. My mom knew of my wants and tried to steer me to guy clothing, I felt bad for her, it is not her fault. I love women, everything about them, I wanted to hang and be with them. I dressed every chance I could and as I went through puberty, then high school, my urges were even stronger. I think as I got know girls and being friendly with them and having them as friends, it gave me stronger urges to dress. As I got into college I began experimenting going out fully dressed and made up and actually getting some attraction from males. It really turned me on and I would dream about having oral sex and even anal with someone. One summer night, I stayed in a hotel by the ocean resort and fully dressed. It must of taken me two hours to get ready. Hot bath and shaved everything, and just began dressing slowly, enjoying every minute. I had on a tight,short black satin skirt with a beautiful blue satin top, my fake boobies to go along. I love nude nylons and 4″ heels/black held up by black garter belt and black thong. I carefully did my makeup and just loved putting it on….this was me, it is what I want to be…nothing else. I went to a club, that has a transgender group and just about all types of beautiful people. It was heaven, I danced with men and it was awesome to be in someone’s arms. A man I had danced with several times asked me to go for a walk along the beach and I was excited. He kept feeling my skirt and my ass, I loved it. We sat on some flat rocks on the beach and he kissed me passionately, I felt his penis and he was hard. I unzipped his pants and started to stroke him, I could feel the cum rising and immediately buried my mouth on it. It gushed in my mouth, I swallowed the cum as it just kept coming out! His head was all the way back and he just groaned. The best part was going back to my hotel and spending the night with him. That was last summer, as this summer approaches I actually have a job at womens department store and rented an apartment. I cant wait to share my experiences with you all, love you t-girls.
Thanx Girls!! I’m glad you liked my first with Russel. And god did you notice somewhere in the middle I called him Ralph! That’s a no-no girls. Anyway to answer Robin’s question No I do not have a man now. And springs cumming and I’m getting HORNY!! Girls around here a good man is hard to find. Or was that a Hard man is good to find? Anyway both are true. If anyone knows of an avaliable tall dark and handsome gentleman sporting a good boner who’s into t-girl do tell him to look me up. Kisses – Tracey
OOOOOOOOOOOoohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Tracy. I was sooooooooo very hot as I read your beautiful first with Russell. I am sorry to hear that he is your EX. Do you have a man now? I cannot imagine life without a man. I do have a steady man that I have sex with. He is older than me and often very ornery. He can be very sweet at times and does treat me as a woman. When we go on our weekends together he wants me to be his wife. I don’t have a problem with that except that his wife is a very good cook and I am not. He tells me that I am much better in bed than she is but that I could learn alot about cooking from her. They say that the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach. I do want to make Mike happy. I wonder if I should ask his wife for some tips on cooking?? Bye now Robin
Hi Tracey! your story was hot, and totally turned me on!i would love to have that yellow dress!well i am finally going out dressed to the nines this weekend for the first time! wish me luck!i will have some hot stories about it to tell you gurls! i will be back after the weekend! bi for now! Jenny
I will always remember with great fondness my first encounter with my longtime lover Russel, who presently is my ex (for reasons slightly too complicated to go into detail at present). It was at a Halloween ball being held by the local gay and lesbian association. I went as a high class transvestite hooker and I played the part to the tee. I might add that at 6 ft. tall, a weight of 156 lbs. measurements of 38-29-38 and 36 inches of long silky-smooth wrap-around legs, I possessed the appropriate body parts to preform the shall we say masquerade, quite effectively. For my attire I wore a pretty black lace push-up bra (complete with jiggly falsies), a black satin thong panty, a sexy black satin and lace garter-belt, a pair of sexy black silk stockings, a sexy black sophisticated long-sleeve satin camisole, a pair of black leather sandle pumps and lastly for contrast a super tite, super sexy, super short canary yellow mini-dress. Very mini. And for my make-up as always I kept it light but effective. Starting with a dark mascara, an indego blue eye shadow, a little pink blush and ending with a generous application of Hot Pink lip gloss to my full, man-hungry lips. I wore my long blond hair in a bunn, a pretty pair of gold dangle ear-rings, a few bracelets and rings and such and I brought of coarse an overcoat (black leather) and a small black leather purse. When I arrived the ball was in full swing with lots of tables full of people (about 50% of which were in some kind of costume) chatting and drinking and generally having a ball. Even the dance floor was starting to fill in and after securing a table I quickly joined the rest on the dance floor to dance wiggle and strut my hot stuff to my sweet little hearts content. After a few songs including, appropriately, take a walk on the wildside, I was a little tired and in need of refreshments, so I made my way to my table and sat down. No sooner than that this tall dark handsome gentleman in business attire offers me a drink and says that he’s been watching me dance and he definately likes what he sees. Furthermore he asks “What is a beautiful darling dashing lady like yourself doing in such a wonderful place such as this?” My reply was a straitforward “Well Baby this is a masquerade and I am a high class transvestite call-girl seeking prospective customers.” adding “So whats a tall dark and handsome gentleman like yourself doing in such a place as this?”. Ralph’s face went from shock to a complete smile in the time span of a second. “Oh sweetheart whatever your rate is I want you’re services for a long time so let’s not waste one more micro-second on chit chat. Baby I’ve always wanted to make long delicious love to a tranny girl like you but until now have never had the chance. If you excuse my english….Let’s get the fuck outta here!!”. “MMMmmm teehee” I giggled and smiled at my sexy catch and after I grabbed my coat and purse we made with haste to the exit. Hailing a cab we drove to my appartment. While in the back seat Russel could not resist and he began carressing my long soft stockinged legs and reaching around to fondle my round sexy pantied ass. Russel also made no bones of kissing me and he placed a hot wet wonderful series of kisses to my full eager wanting lips. MMMmmm our tongues danced a long lusty waltz as Russ’s hands began to wander up inside my mini dress. Luckily before things got too heated we pulled up to my driveway and we got out, tipped the driver and we ampled up to my apartment. Russ was so worked up that he hardly waited until my door was closed before he had me locked in an embrace, his hands now wandering my ass liberally. His lips again pressed to mine as we ezpress our lust and passion for one another. In no time I am wrestling with the zipper of his trousers as I feel a ripe hard specimen of manhood eager to break loose! Finally Russ’s pants drop to the floor followed immediately by his boxer. Oh God I am thinking. This man is BUILT!! MMMmmm not so big but absolutely handsome in structure. About six and a half inches with a wonderfully strait veiny shaft and a completely gorgeous swollen velvety mushroom head! And oozing forth was a big bead of crystal-clear absolutely delicious looking pre-cum. Instinctively I pushed Russel onto the bed and I dove for that beautiful pole!! MMMMMmmmmm my hot eager tongue began to cover his yummy cockhead with long concentrated licks, kisses and sucks. At the same time I squeezed the base of his shaft to help coax along a plentyful supply of pre-cum. Russ let out a long satisfied groan as my face commenced to make love to his beautiful cock! MMMmmm after I was satisfied I had explored every yummy ridge of Russ’s cock-head to it’s utmost I decided on some severe shaft exploration. Oh God I covered his beautiful shaft with long slow licks and short fast licks and everything in between. By now Russ was oozing love juice profusely and I knew now was the time to mount him. I stood up and in one swoosh I undid and dropped my skirt and panties to the floor. Russel took off his shirt exposing his strong manly handsome chest as I moved to mount him. Then facing him and straddling him with my legs I lowered my eager hungry ass onto him. Oh God shivers went up my spine and all over my body as I commenced to completely wrap my tite wet hole around his wonderful cock! In no time Russ was sunk and he grabbed my soft hips to assist in filling me even deeper. After wiggling around awhile on his cock in complete heaven enjoying the feeling of his manhood gently thrashing around inside me I started to gently ride him. I placed my hands on Russ’s sexy hairy chest and began to wiggle and bounce and ride my lover to my hearts content. It wasn’t long however before I started to increase my speed and enthusiasm. Oh God Russel you feel sooo good baby!” I pant in delight. Meanwhile Russ was moaning and groaning and groping my hips like crazy! “Oh Yes!! Oh Yes Tracey god you feel sooooo good to. God I want to fuck you forever baby MMMmmmm oh Yes Yes!! I could tell that the moment was not far off. The moment when a girl’s man showers her insides with his hot yummy life-giving seed!! Like a hot nynpho in heat I rode Russ like a pro bronco rider with a definate eagerness to win!! After a few more slams of my ass on his cock Russ let out an explosive moan! And an explosive orgasm!! MMMmmmm oh god I can feel now the incredible sensation of Russ’s powerful cum-spurts. MMMMmmm Russ’s wonderful swollen cock completely exploded deep inside me showering my love-hole with lovely wonderful creamy bullits!! MMMmmmm the sensation of his cum inside me was enough to send me into a complete orgasmic body orgasm par excellence!! Oh God my clitty never ever delivered so much clitty juice at once. MMMmm Cum poured not shot out of my 7-incher until I collapsed on top of Russel in a complete trance of feminine heavenly delight!!!! And that was just details of the first hot lust filled hour or so!!! There’s way more to CUM girls!! Love you all! – Tracey!
Hello Sisters, I am a Belgian TV of 40 years old. If I want to change I go to an hotel. I enter the room with my suitcase full of “fem delights”. First I remove all my male clothes and dress with a v-string. Afterward I put on a thong and matching bra with tiger print. I fill my bra with silicone breasts. Then I put on my black garter belts and matching black sheer panties. Then I put on a blouse with tiger print and a very short black shiny leather shirt just covering my ass. Then it is time to wear my black leather boots with high patent heels. Then I wiggle on my high heels super sexy to the mirror to apply my make-up. First I apply a layer of brown foundation followed by powder. With an eye pe,ncil deep black I accentuate the inner and outer lining of my eyes followed by deep blue eye shadow, eye liner black at my upper eye lid followed with athick coat of mascara which makes my lashes very long and super sexy. Then I line my lips with deep red lip liner and colour the remaining of the lips with pink metallic lipstick followed by deep red blush on my cheeks. After thet I apply very long fake nails type French manicure. I put on then my shoulder length long blond wig. I finish with gold coluored dangling ear rings and choker. At every finger I add one ring. Then I look in the mirror and see a sexy blond desirable lady that takes hear black leather coat and black leather curse. Afterwards I leave the hotel and drive my car to a shopping mall. I park and walk in the mall with swaying hips so that every guy sees me. The sound of my clicking hells makes me feel a real woman.This gives me a kick. When I decide to have a refreshment, I enter one of the bars and order a coffee at the waiter. Then I open my purse and take a long brown 120 Santos-Dumont cigarette and light it.
Wow Man, I feel like a woman !!
Joan that was well said….you must be a beautiful person.
To my darling sisters out there, I am disturbed by the number of us who are upsetting our wives/lovers. Do we simply like womens clothes because they are just something different to what we wear on a daily basis, I don’t think so, I believe we enjoy being women, because they are soft, sensual and special beings with a great deal of sex appeal, so soften up sisters and be more sensitive to our femine counterparts, if we arrived home to find our wives all butchly dressed, and we reacted the way so many of us are, without considering if the roles were reversed, and they did’nt like the way we responded what then. I’ve been bi-sexual since I was a teenager and dressing for over thirty years, as each year has gone by I’ve explored more and more of my femme side, I’ve chosen to remain in the closet as far as my dressing goes, but my wife loves my smooth legs, my hairless crotch, me being submissive at times in our love making, she enjoys the pegging as much as me. Maybe she secretly knows about my cross dressing but she hides it well, and our love for each other gets stronger and stronger as the years go by. We need to be as sensitive, sexy and sensual as our partners if we want to be “girls”, its not difficult. Lastly running off with a man who loves our femme side and dressing is not always the answer, for he will only “love” your femme ways for a limited time, trust me, then he will dump you like trash, my advice to those of you who are considering this option, don’t do it. Get away on holiday on your own, go to another state or country where you can openly let your hair down, and dress to your hearts content and return home to your love nest, the woman you fell in love with usually empitomizes our femme selves, thats why are we always in their drawers. Don’t become “ladies” who men grow to hate because they are insensitive, non caring bitches. I would’nt change who I am and what I have for anything, all I ask of you is think and act if the shoes/high heels were on the other parties feet, we want to be embraced by society, how can we be if we destry our families, it all starts with embracing our loved ones first. However if you are single and you are betwixed and between about getting involved, be open about who you are with your lady, if you can’t and you think it may gt in the way of yor freedom, rather remain single and live out your life as the “girl” you love being, but please don’t hurt your beautiful wives and children, thats all I ask!!!!:Love Joan Black.
Love all the cd girls and love your stories. I want to leave my wife and live as a woman. I met a man(very nice) and he wants me to move in with him. He has seen me as a woman and likes it, but also likes me as a man. Our sex life is just intense, I love it. My wife has caught me cd’ing so many times she is sick of it and me. I am passionate about woman’s clothes, love the smell, the feel and the look. I am writing this dressed in a black thong, black thigh high nylons, with a satin black corset, 4″ black pumps and a red satin nightgown….goodnight and sweet dreams!
Hi to all the T-girls, love all of you! Funny story….couple of days ago, after I took a shower and shaved the entire body, had the urges to dress, but couldnt because my wife was home and doesnt know of my cd’ing. I just couldnt help myself and went in her dresser put on her beige satin panties and a matching satin bra on under my nylon warmup suit. It felt wonderful as relaxed on the couch, my wife sat down next to me and started to get frisky, if you know what I mean! She reached behind and under my pants, felt my or her panties and looked confused as she pulled her hand out. She slightly pulled down my pants and said, “what are you wearing”? I told her underwear and I like it, can you be happy… please? She went crazy and lit into me about being a pervert. I told her not to call me that, but I am on the outs,she wont even let me sleep in our bed. I am doing everything I can …housework, cooking, washing clothes(just love to wash her soft and silky things),but she hasnt come around. Has this happened to anyone out there in cd land?
Hi all it’s Tracey again. This one is for that beautiful person Mary Woltz. Mary I feel for you, big time. You are a very accepting, beautiful and understanding person. Too bad you are stuck in such an unhappy relationship. I will not even start to suggest what to do, that is up to you. Please do some soul searching. And as for your supposed “hubby” is concerned, I do believe there is a good measure of selfishness on his behalf no doubt. Personally I did not get into crossdressing in any major way until my relationship with my former wife was over. After that I stayed single. I would not put a lady through such a lifestyle that she does not accept nor would I live a lie. I prefer to live life in an honest and open way. No I do not prance around town in drag all the time. I do most of that in private. It’s my business and it harms no one. I think more married crossdressers should reconsider their future as a married man and NOT to drag their wives through the Bullshit!! Again Mary you are a beautiful and wonderful person for persevering!! – Love Tracey.
To Mary Woltzs husband John! John/Joan Ive been a crossdresser all my life,im also bi! Ive been married for 20 years,but I keep my wife satisfied in more ways than one!she does not always understand! I do housework to and the things a woman normally does,but i do all the things a man does to! im not ripping on you(every guy should be a woman for a day!)When your a married crossdresser and your wife lets you play its a give and take! Sorry if i offended any of my friends on this page! Jenny!
I’m a real woman also who caught her husband dressed in my close. I have posted three times on the confession page. If you scroll down you can find them. I know just how you feel. I am still trying hard to understand and accept him as her. For me, accepting him as a cross dresser isn’t as hard as loosing my husband. Sex is completely out in our relationship now. I just have no desire to have sex with him any more.. Not only when he’s dressed as a woman, I won’t even consider that, but even when he’s his male self. He just doesn’t turn me on any more. Therefore I’ve lost my husband and now only have a cross dresser as a friend. To make matter worst, his “habit” or “addiction” which the shrink says I’m not supposed to call it that, has grown. Now, every day he gets out of his bed, which is in another room, wearing a night gown. He wears panties and bra to work every day. Keeps his toe nails polished but has to remove his finger nail polish each morning before leaving for work. When he returns home from work he medially changes into woman’s close. He’s let his hair grow out so he doesn’t have to wear a wig. This has become an every day routine. Weekends he never wants to leave the house because I will not allow him out in public dressed. Therefore he always wants to stay home. At first I stayed home also. Now I go and do as I please with out him. If he wants to come then he has to go as a man. I thought he would tire of this. That it was just some kind of mid life crises. But it’s not. It’s way more than that. On the bright side, if there really is one. There has been a huge change in our marriage besides the cross dressing. He was always the dominant one. That has changed and now I have become the one who decides everything. Although he sits at the desk as if he’s some sort of secretary and does all the paper work, I’m the one who decides “all” the finances. My money, his money and our money has become my money. He lives on an allowance that has to cover him and her. All house hold chores have become his duty. Inside and out side the house. I don’t even cook any more unless I want to. As long as sex isn’t even mentioned we get along as girl friends. Not husband and wife, but girl friends. I want my husband back. But actually, I don’t think that will ever happen. I don’t believe he will ever want to change back and even if he does I know I’ll never see him as I once did. I’m trying to stay faithful. The for better or worst thing. However, I have been catching myself looking at other men and thinking how much I miss sex. I fear it’s just a matter of time before I cross that line. I don’t get on the computer often. Joan gets on every night and he showed me your letter. I know he will be reading what I’ve wrote. So, John, this is the truth and how I feel. I don’t want to cross that line but I feel as if your pushing me across it. I’ve tried and tried and I’m still trying. I feel as if I’m hanging onto the side of a cliff. Joan might be a nice, good friend but she’s not my husband. Mary.
I would like to tell all of you girls about my first blow job. I had always dressed in my older sister’s clothing. Ever since I can remember , I wore her clothes. I wore her panties , bras, nylons, girdles ,slips,dresses, skirts, high heels. everything female. I even wore feminine napkins at times. We lived close to the beach and my sister would have her friends come over and change clothes and go to the beach. While they were gone I was in heaven. I would wear their panties and bras and skirts and blouces. I just wanted to be a girl so very much. Later On I entered the Army. When I came back I went to a barber that I often drank with. He was very nice and was the father of one of the girls that came over to our house . We were over his house one night after the bars closed . He talked about his lack of a sex life with the woman he was dating. I went over to him and softly kissed him on his cheek. I asked him if he would want to have sex with me. He nodded yes and I unzipped his pants. I took his cock from his pants . It was not very hard at that time but in my hand it became very hard. It was the first time that I had ever felt another man’s cock. I cannot describe how wonderful it felt. I knew that I wanted to kiss it. OOOOOOOOOooohhhhhhh yes how very much I wanted to kiss it. But first of all I touched it with my finger and got some pre-cum on the tip of my finger and touched it to my lips. It made me feel so very sexy to have tasted his cum. I then put my mouth on his cock and took his cock into my mouth. I had never had a man’s cock in my mouth but I loved how it felt and I loved how he moaned.I went down the length of his cock and felt his pubic hairs. This excited me very much. I felt his balls with my fingers and felt the crack of his manly ass.I want so much to have him cum inside my mouth.I went up and down the shaft of his cock until he shor his warm sperm into my mouth. Again, again,again, and again his cock kept spurting his wonderful sperm into my willing mouth. Each and every time I have sex with a man is wonderful but the very first time is always rememberable. Robin
I just read the Rachel Thomas tirade and unfortunately my wife is the same. She will know that I went on this site and be ugly to me. I have never cheated on her, but I do love to dress. I dress every chance I’m alone. If it has been awhile, I will wear panties and nylons under my pants or jeans. It is a struggle, there are days I wish I was alone and able to dress and go out or just shop! I love women and love to wear their clothes, but I am trapped and accept that as my life. Please Rachel, do not be like that! I know he is a good man, let him be who he is…please!
Mike (Michelle) Brock
Through my youth, my friend(male) and I use to play dress ups almost everyday. My mom and sis had a trunk of female clothing and we had a ball. We did this for years and as we entered into our high school(puberty) years we began getting off on our women’s clothing. Billy and I did some experimenting, where I would be dressed in a dance costume and acted different scenarios like we were actors, or should I say actress’s. It was hot! I would put makeup on and stockings with garters and we would use balloons as our breats. I would polish my toes and nails and walk around with my high heels and pocketbook. Billy and I would jerk each other off, whoever was dressed as the female. He would always sleep over on the weekends and I loved it! We had talked about anal sex, even though we didnt know what we were doing. One night I dressed in a red satin pajama set, Billy was feeling me and putting his finger in my ass, it was an awesome feeling. I had put some Victoria Secret Heavenly lotion in there and he entered me….it slid in(not as easy as I hoped), but it was just a paralyzing feeling. I couldnt move, he came in me and it became a saturday night thing for us. That was eight beautiful years ago and I still enjoy it. I dress fulltime, take hormones, and considering having my breasts done. Billy lives with another man and I miss him. Love all you t-girls!
Hello to all, love this site, been a cd since a little boy. Dressed through high school and when I went off to college it was tough! I would get home and indulged as quick as could into my stash. I went for a haircut(have long black hair) and had some my girly things underneath my jeans and pullover top. My stylist(who is the sexiest man alive) told me to remove the jacket so he could trim my hair. I told him it was ok if it got hair on it, he said it was tough to get the back(high collar) and just as easy to remove it. I took it off and closed my eyes in embarrassment, as I had on a black satin v neck top and a shapewear bodybriefer on underneath it. As I sat back down it was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Ron asked me softly if I was a transvestite? I begged him not to tell anyone, surprisingly he thought it was cool and dont be embarrassed. He said I had beautiful hair and he always thought it was more like a woman’s. He then basically asked me out! I wore a black silk top with my favorite slim cut jeans, black pumps, white corset/attached garters with my charcoal nylons, leather jacket and did all my own makeup. Just walking in to the theater with Ron I was on top of the world. Ron told me I looked sexy and I was so turned on. Ron was looking at me and my heart was pounding….he is so good looking! I looked right at him and felt his cock outside his jeans and he was hard. I whispered to him that I wanted to stroke it. I unzippered him and jerked him off in out seats. It was such a wonderful feeling to satisfy someone. What a night it was, we kissed and have been seeing each other when I’m home from school. I love him!
Thanx Jenny!!! You are such a gorgeous sweety! Yes girls lets have some more hot confessions!! I have many more and I will share them in time but for now how about some of you other girls speaking up?! Anyway you are all beautiful and I luv you all!! – Hugs Kisses and a whole lot more from Tracey!
I just wanted to to say to everybody on this site! YOU ALL ARE AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!!!! Tracey and Robin, you are the best! THANK YOU AND KEEP THE STORIES CUMMMMMMING!!!!!!!!!! CAUSE I WILL! LOVE TO ALL! JENNY!
Hi! Tracey here. Hey do you know what? I have literaly dozens of hot, gorgeous, pretty, sexy, sweet and absolutely delicious girlfriends! And there all here on this wonderful website! And my god do we ever have sweet and wonderful names! Just have a listen to our sexy handles….There’s Robin, Lisa, Jennityler, Connie, Elsa, Shanice, Debbie, Steph, Brianna, Ginevra, Christine, Helen, Mary, Robin Molly, Linn, Ginger, Bonnianne, Leelea, Jamie, Desiree, Ruth, Teagan, Barbera, Suzie, Joan, Veronica, Suzanne, Jenny, Chole, Michelle, Shannon, Melanie, Tracey and Robert who we could call Roberta. Anyway WOW Do we ever have cool and sexy names!! Trannys are way good at anything feminine aren’t we girls? Sometimes I think we are even MORE feminine than girls. Especially in the sack, wouldn’t you say? Robin is right we definately give way better head! Any yes I do believe we know how to get fucked better! I think we are just more appreciative of our man than most women are. Anyway honeys you are all so sexy and I love your stories. Keep them Cumming!! I totally love you all!!! Tracey!!
I just loved reading Tracey’s and Jenny’s post. I have dressed as a girl for as long as I can remember. I really think that I need sex with a man more than a biological woman does. I am sure that I can please a man as much or more than a biological woman can. I will give a man oral sex any time. There are many women that won’t. Many women will not allow their men to penetrate their anal cavity. I love it and men do too. They love a nice tight hole and I have it for them. I am an older crossdresser and do not have sex that often with a man. I do have sex with one man that I have been seeing for several years. He is married ( as I am ) and we have to be very discreet. If we are lucky. We can be with each other about once every two months. He has a cabin and we tell our wives that we are going hunting or fishing. Our relationship is similar to the two men in “Brokeback Mountain “. Except that I dress in female clothes . Mike wants me to dress as a woman and I just love doing so. I just love being a woman with Mike. I am 64 and Mike is 67. I hope that we can have several more years together. We have never ventured very far from his cabin. I am not sure if I could pass. I try to dress conservatively but Mike likes me to dress sexy for him. I do wear black sexy bras and very sexy panties. I just love wearing a garter belt and nylons. I have three pair of high heels that we keep at the cabin. Mike loves seeing me in slips ( full or half ) and I love wearing them. I just love being with Mike on these few days we have together. I think that I have fallen in love with him and I really think that he loves me. When we kiss it is soooooooooo romantic and it always leads to oral sex. I love giving Mike oral sex. His cock is just soooo beautiful. 7 inches long and 4 and 1/2 inches around. Just right for my mouth and tight pussie ass. Mike fucks my ass pussie and I will suck his hard throbbing cock. He will not suck my cock and I will not want him to. After all; He is the man and I am the woman.
HI Ross! keep going, your on the right track now! try some pantyhose or better yet stockings and garter belt. try to get yourself some heels to! any ? we are here for you! Jenny
I’ve never been here before. My wife’s away with a friend for the night and I find myself, (not for the first time) in her leopard print panties, looking for someone who knows how horny this makes me. . .
Just like the great melting pot. we all are very different but share some things. I love to dress but I do not desire to be dominated or humiliated. I like to cross dress and desire a womans hand, I would just love to find a nice looking older (than me) woman who could aid me with dressing and find it or me, sex and my hobby desirable. I am not weak for wanting to explore the finer points of being a woman or dress like a woman. While I might enjoy a sexual encounter via a strap on and some times wonder what it might be like to lose my anal virginity, I am not rushing out looking for a man,or a dick to suck. who knows what the future will hold for my fantasies but I like to be in charge, guy or gurl. My significant other has not demonstarted to me she could understand my hobby so I keep it to myself and stay close to the closet. Teagan
Thanks! MMMMMMmmmmmm I love secret admirers. Hugs and Kisses. – Tracey
I love you Tracey, thanks for your common sense and understanding….your the best…love you
Hi all Tracey again and you’re perfectly right Jenny as far as Rachel is concerned. And Rachel please calm down you are among friends here honey. And what gave you the idea that crossdressers are weak. Honey that is not the case. Many like myself are pretty tough cookies who stand up for what we believe in. I’ll bet your husband is a fine person who would still defend you with his life if it came down to it. And what happened to the for better or for worse part. And another thing lady WHAT gives you the idea we’re freeks. That’s pretty strong language and if it’s true there are litterally MILLIONS of us freaks in the world around you today SO GET USED TO IT!!! GRRRRR…..Some peoples kids -Tracey
I cant hold back anymore! to Rachel Thomas, So your husband is not the perfect man you want him to be,How do you know that your the perfect woman for him!Ive been married now for 20yrs.(march 30th was are 20th)My wife busted me some 15 years ago, she was not happy!but look we are still together!I asked the ?,on this page awhile back that said: how do i make my wife understand?therewas a response,maybe you should read it!my wife has her ins and outs with it.I never realized how many of us are out there till now!There are guys out there that are straight as an arrow getting off on us gurls,cause we can understand what they want,Try it with your husband, even if you give him a few hours a month. My wife likes clothes shopping with me now cause I pick out her wardwobe, and she likes the way she looks now. It might help out in your bedroom to! enough onthat,Ifeel better! Thanks to Tracey,your story really was a turn on to!!!!! Jenny
Hi Everyone Tracey here again. Loved your story Jenny! MMMmmm after all that wait MMMmmm that big boner must have tasted sweet! I hope you get your sweet ass fucked good’n silly too. MMMmmm my ex Ralf was a good man and MMMmmm did He ever have a gorgeous cock! Not too big or too small just right. About 7 inches Hot Hard and Strait! And with a beautiful velvety bulb! And god he would get so hard and stay that way for sooooo long. Especially when I gave him head. Mostly I would just tease him though lots of licking nibbling and sucking the head mostly and only jerking the shaft and swallowing him once in a while. That MMMmmm builds up a big yummy load. And in the end I sometimes let him shoot it in my face. MMMMmmmm I just love facials and I would usually at least catch a few yummy bullits in my mouth too! And I love his cum in my other end too. MMMmmm last time he filled me up I was all sone up in a pretty cami push up bra a sexy pair of garter-hose a crotchless panty and a piar of hihg heel pumps(all in black with the exception of a purple shimmer panty. Then as he sat in my kitchen chair I sat on his cock and rode him like a fucking bucking bronco and did I ever ride him to win! Finnally he exploded insid of me showering my love nest with big hot bullits!! MMMMmmmm then after he subsided I told him he’s not going nowhere…He said “that’s just fine with me” I then devivered him some hot long french kisses and slowley and gently rode him until he again sprayed me full of his love bullits. MMMMMmmmmm girls it felt soooo good to have sooo much cum in me. Bye for now you sexy things. Tracey
its been about 22 years since i did my first man,and not many since![ maybe 3 ] Anyways recently I answered an ad that said: biwm,well endowed!crossdressing a+! I answered the ad,I was surprised by our first meeting!you have to understand,I dont think Ive seen a dick bigger than 6″! When I went to the guys house for our first encounter,My eyes popped out of my head! It was 9″s if not more! and nice and thick! I peeled my clothes off, and revealed that i had on sexy thiigh highs, garter,and nice lace thong and top! his dick was so hard! finally after talking a little while,I could not take it anymore! I put my hand on his big dick and started to stroke it,trying to decide how to suckthis big tool,my hand did not even close around it!next thing you know I put it in my mouth!WOW!!!!!!!!!! what a feeling,it felt so good sliding up and down the lenght of his cock! i took all of it!I sucked him for about 15 minutes untill he started to to throb,and when he did i could hardly move my mouth on him,when he finally cried out IM GOING TO CUM! I was ready he shot his load deep down my throat! it was the biggest load ive ever had! I wish I could have gotten him to do more, but he was spent! Anyways I have more stories for the future! I would like to thank Robin Molly,for answering a ? i had a while back!YES EVERYONE SHOULD ENJOY THE BEST OF BOTH WORLDS!And WIFES sould be happy there are gurls like us! Ide like to meet more gurls like me! JENNY
I have just found out my husband is a cd after almost ten years of marriage. I dont understand, I thought I married a man that was strong physically and mentally and would protect me; instead I am married to man that enjoys wearing makeup,nylons,and silk panties. What is the attraction of womens clothing? It turns me off to no end that my husband is a freak! I can not even look at him. I went on this website and read all the confessions and it makes me sick. I want him out and he can take his makeup kit and high heels with him!
Hi I’m Tracey and I am sooooooo glad the confessions page is back! Keep those sexy confessions cumming girls!!! I have a confession to make. I am a 41 year young t-girl who has been dressing almost every night since I devorced my wife fifteen years ago. I’t been a learning expereance to say the least. I believe I have finally got it down though. Over the last few years I have been developing my walk talk and other feminine attributes which of coarse includes sex. I mean what’s the point of being a hot horny desirable t-girl without being able to make a man absolutely thank his lord he gave him a cock!! For us to tease and to please!! Ralf was the last man I sucked. Or maybe I shall say DEVOURED! Anyway I was all done up in my garters, stockings, thong, push-up bra and pumps. (all in black except a pretty purple shimmer panty). And I had an extra thick application of my fave cherry red lipstick on too with a generous coating of lipgloss so as not to smudge. He was on my bed stark naked and sporting a gorgeous 7 plus inch cut boner with an absolutely beautiful purple velvety shining head! I got on my elbows and knees between his sexy muscular thighs and as I gently grabbed his wonderful cock I stared him in the eyes oh so seductively and smiled. I grabbed only the bottom part though and I then squeezed it gently. MMMMmmmm a big yummy bead of pre-cum ozzed forth which was my cue! Still keeping eye contact I pressed my hot eager tongue to his cockhead and tasted his deliciousness!! MMMMmmm god he was YUMMY! I then slowny twirled my hot wet tongue around his cock-head prompting him to let out a loud satisfied growl. MMMMmmm I then tongue-fucked his pee-hole extracting more delicious pre-cum. After I had a good taste my hot eager tongue began to explore every beautiful square inch of his coch-head slowly and lovingly. After I was sure my tongue was well aquainted with every delicious ridge of his cock-head I finally allowed it to explore his sexy rock-hard shaft. MMMmmm I covered it with long slow licks and short fast licks and everything in between before deciding to give his balls the absolute tongue bath of their lives!! Oh god I kised licked sucked and nibbled at his big hairy balls until Ralf moaned like a moanin dove!! When I was sure I had a big load on the boil I returned to his beautiful gleaming oozing head. Then looking deep into my lovers eyes I swallowed him. All the way to the balls!! I kept him in me for awhile and Ralf started twitching. I then rescended until only his head was in my mouth. Then again I swallowed him. God his slippery cock-head felt good against my tonsils. Then I began to suck him. to go to town!!1 Soon I was bobbing up and down like a cock-starved nynphomaniac (that would be me). Russ’s pants (more loke screems) were growing louder and he was starting to quiver so I knew that soon the moment was about to arrive! MMMmmm the moment when my lover gives me his seed. His wonderful juicy and yummy seed! And Ralf didn’t fail to deliver!! “I’m CUMMING!! I’M CUMMING TRACEY!!” Ralf screemed before unloading a complete frenzy of creamy white hot love bullits!! Oh god would he ever stop!! I sure hoped not!! Anyway after delivering me at least ten big shots Ralf finally stopped cumming! God my mouth was full (I made sure not to swallow) and I had cum dripping down both sides of my chin!! MMMMmmm after giving his cock one last squeeze and releasing one last yummy bullit I licked the rest off of my face and fingers cleaned his cock up squeeky and then savoured a big mouth full of cum before swallowing his yummyness down into my tummy!! Oh my god girls that was soooooo completely in heaven. I’ll tell (much) more later. Hugs and Kisses from Tracey!
I just loved your story Bret.I have been with a man that I like very much. When he touches me I get so very excited. I love kissing him and wearing sexy clothes with him. He makes me feel very much like a woman. I think that I would love to live the rest of my life as a woman if I could live with Mike as his wife.
i have been dressing since i was 16 i never have gone out in public yet but i want to can someone help me i am so nervious
I wanted to tell all my recent story since last week. I have been a cd since the age of 12 and I been married for six years. My wife has been suspicious of my crossdressing and confronted me. I told her the truth, showed her my female wardrobe and explained to her when she is away on business, I have sometimes gone out en femme…though mostly, dress at home. She ask if I had sex with anyone and answered truthfully NO…she then asked if I wanted too have sex with a man..fair question, I said “I didnt know, sometimes I fantasize about it”. She didnt take it well and has actually had an attitude towards me. She has been out a few times and not called. When she travels, she calls at least twice a day…now nothing. She demanded I go to therapy or I am out! I went of course, and after a couple of sessions the therapist suggested I meet a man that also is seeing her(not a cd). She felt we both could use each others support and conversation. We got together and actually went out to a sporting event and hit it off. I told him everything and we have just hung out about 5 or 6 times, he is such a nice guy. My wife traveled last week and we went out to a late movie. Since it was late, we decided it was best for him to stay at my house. I think we were both excited; and asked him if I could wear female clothing to bed, he was anxious to see me. I went black…black silk panties, with a satin garter belt and sheer black thigh highs and my favorite a black chemise nightgown….a little red lipstick can’t hurt. He said, “wow you look great” and my legs buckled. It seemed like we kissed for an hour. I just went down on him and it was like I had done it many times. He exploded in my mouth and I took it all…no complaints. He then started to feel me all over and running his finger in my ass….it was driving me crazy. I was so turned on…he then finished me off and we slept holding each other. I am shaking just writing this experience and just crazy about him. I want to move in with him and leave my wife.
I am a transvestite. I have been dressing as a girl ever since I can remember. I am 64 years old now and I still love to wear female clothes. I also love to act as a female in every way. I would love to be with an understanding man. I am married but I long to be with a man.
It finally happened. I went to his house las Monday morning. He was waiting in just a robe. I went into the bathroom as Jim and came out as Shannon. All dressed up except for panties. We started out slow with me sucking him for a few min. Then he produced a slim vibrator that was his wifes. He lubed it up and, with me on all fours, slid it about half way in and turned it on. I was pumping back on it and wanting more in no time. He left the vibrator in me and came around in front and I sucked him some more. He went behind me again and eased his cock into me and started stroking. All to soon he came and stayed in me for a while. After he got soft and slid out we sat and talked for awhile before I had to go to work. I wore panties under my regular clothes and could feel his load in me all day. Needless to say, I want more of this. A lot more.
Here’s a link to a story written by Debbie…it was too long to keep on the Confessions page, but we wanted to let you read it if you so desire.
Thanks – Ladyone
I have been a cd since I can remember. Wearing womens clothes was such a rush as I was getting dressed. I can remember my heart pounding with excitement, why then was it the wrong thing to do? My sister would complain to my mom and she would try to be gentle with me and say its not right. As I entered high school, the freshman went to school in the afternoon and I dressed after my mom(work) and older sis(school)left in the morning. I couldnt wait to dress and make breakfast and clean up and practice walking as a girl. Sometimes if I didnt have gym class, I would wear panties or a girdle with stockings under my boy clothes. I always had long hair and many friends that were girls, I loved going to the mall with them, I would wear my woman undergarments and pretend I was shopping as a girl. I would always spray a little of my sis’ perfume and wear just a little lipstick. My closet friend Lisa was so understanding, she knew my secret,we could talk about anything. In our Junior year, she picked me up on a Friday night and I dressed en femme over her house. I put on a light blue spandex girdle and attached nylons and then Lisa did my makeup. My outfit was a gray leather mini skirt and a white satin top. I had a matching light blue bra and we put some socks together for my breasts. I finished with my black pumps. We picked up our friends and went to the mall, it was the greatest night to this day. We would talk to some guys from other towns and it was so exciting. I even tried on a couple of outfits and bought some nylons and thongs. I felt like Cinderella as the night came to an end and had to go back to my boyhood.
it feels sp good having sex as a girlyboi with a real man. having him play with your small breast and nipples. his rubbing your pussy hole and getting it moist as he gets ready t eneter you. laying on your stomach so he can get full penetration and the feeling of total submission as he finally enters you and begins the slow in and out movement that over time speeds up into the passion of his filling you with his seed and afterwards I have had to sometimes insert a tampon just to keep his cum from dripping out of me and soiling my pantie gusset. tell us how it went.
I just love the Idea of having a strong ,protective, and handsome male to be with me. I have always dressed as a girl but I am not sure when I actually desired having a male as a sex partner. At first it was just the sex but after I was with a man I am sure that I actually prefered men. I know that I do now. I know that I love to dress as a woman and be with a man . I don’t want to be a sissy boy but rather, a woman. I do want to please my man but I also want to be treated as a woman . Robin
I just have to tell someone. I have been dressing since puberty. Something about the nylon and stockings just feels so right. A couple of years ago I lost my virginity to a glory hole and have been getting it that way every chance I get. I finally found someone who likes me just the way I am and on Monday morning, I will find out what it feels like when a man cums in me bareback. Can anyone discribe what it feels like? I can’t wait.
Dear Jenny, Personally I have found that most woman never understand. Most woman desire a male and therefore a man in woman’s close is not appealing to them. When a woman see’s her husband dressed as female it’s not a turn on, it’s a turn off for her. Her big strong protecting, providing male is now a pervert sissy. We don’t understand why we have these needs and desires. Believe me, I’ve read everything I can find on the subject starting long ago before the computer was ever invented. There are so many different types of us in all different stages of dressing that no body can figure it out. If we don’t understand ourselves how can we expect our wives and girl friends to understand. I do know one thing, there is no cure and even if there was I would never want it. I love being a T-girl and thankful I am one. When I was younger I couldn’t understand myself. Today I can’t understand the straights and gays. To me their missing the best of both worlds Hugs, Robin Molly
i wish i could make my wife understand my femme bi side! she likes my fasion tips! can anyone help!!!!!!!!!!
I love the confessions page. I am sitting typing this dressed as a women and feel fantastic. Let me tell you how I gave my first bj. I went to high school at noon(split sessions) and dressed everyday when my parents went to work. I wore it all and lived for it. A male friend would come over once in awhile. One day he came and masturbated in front of me, at the time I couldnt do it. But it really intrigued me, I dressed for him the next time he came over in a short white nylon mini, it was really sexy and red pumps. I had black sheer nylons with garters and a white satin bra. He came over and I told him this is me and let me put that in my mouth. I was fully made up and had long black hair. He wasnt erect when I put it my hand, but it was wonderful, I slowly put my mouth on it and started to suck it, like I had done it before, it just seemed so natural to me. He moaned which made me feel like I was doing a good job, he exploded in my mouth and swallowed it. David use to sleep over on Friday nites. My Mom would get a sleeping bag for him on the floor next to my bed, once the lights were out he would jump in bed with me and I would play with him until he came. I always wore a different nylon nightgown to bed. I think David just liked to come, he didnt necessarily like me, which I understood, I wish he was here now!
When I was just a kid I fell in love With Women’s Clothes. I felt that I belonged in them. I really loved the heels. So as I got older I looked to the internet for help. I helped alot. I found websities to help me crossdress. I also found websities where I can Buy Womens Clothes made for men with out Being Judged.It Has really Helped me alot. I used to be a Christopher, but now I am the hottest Girl on the block Chole. I have had many sexual relasonships. But I never got compltely Naked because of the unwanted Genatils down there.
I got my Masturbator V the other day and I just had to write. I absolutely fell in LOVE with it. The illusion that it gives is tremendous. No more stroking the shaft to cum. I can stimulate my “clitoris” like a girl and before I know it, I’ve climaxed. Also, its great to be able to sit down and pee without taking it off. I have all of the other Vee-Strings too and am hooked on this one. Thank you Castle Supply for providing such a great service to us gurls.
Robin I like your name My first wife named me. We were school sweet hearts at the time. I think it was in the sixth grade. Anyway, you mentioned being submissive. Taking for granted that you might be Bi, I’ll ask, have you found that being submissive is a plus or minus in a relationship with a woman? I found that a woman enjoys a sexual partner who is submissive at first but later would rather have the macho male. I believe that’s one reason so many T-girls have problems in marriage and relationships with woman. Although by all definition I am considered Bi, I will not get into a relationship with a woman unless she knows “all” about me before hand. This girls been out of the closet to long to ever go back in Hugs, Robin Molly
I just loved reading your post Robin Molly. I love thinking back on my first experiences. I am not sure if I can remember the very first ime I put on a pair of panties but I can remember how very young I was and how excited I was. I remember putting on my first girdle. How wonderfully feminine I felt. I lovedputting on my sister’s bra and filling up the cups with her bobby sox. I remember slipping on her beige full slip and putting on her seamed nylons. I have touched another man’s cock and I know the wonderful joy of doing so. I have kissed his cock and have moaned as I took it into my mouth. I can only speak for myself but I think that I want to feel a man as much as any woman does. I want to kiss him and feel his body . I want to be submissive to a loving and appreciative man.
I refuse to discuss the age thing I’ll just say that I have been dressing all my life and that’s a long time This subject came up between me and my new boy friend last weekend. I tried to explain to him that once the “typical” male gets off… he’s done. How many wives complain how all their husbands do is roll over and go to sleep. Very little if any after play. It’s no different with T-girls…….. at first. We dressed, dreamed, jacked off, undressed and went our merry little way. As we grow in woman hood physically, we also grow mentally. Step by step. We imagine and dream and as the same dreams get old and boring we make up new ones and with each new dream we step closer to womanhood. We become bolder and “try it” for the first time with another. Some may only progress to a certain spot and stay there. That’s OK. That’s their world. Others may elect to travel the entire journey. Some where along the line, if we grow, we desire the after play just as a woman. We also realize that it’s not all just about the orgasm. Just as a woman we are there to please a man. We desire this and are willing to do what ever it takes (with in reason:-) to give our man the best orgasm he’s ever had. As Desiree talked about, there if another type of orgasm. The typical penis/clitoris orgasm which is physical. Then there is what’s called by many as the “full body orgasm.” A mental orgasm. Which as Desiree said, is a very, very wonderful thing. Just for the fun of it, Do You Remember, The first time you put on a pair of panties? The first bra? The first time you dressed “fully.” The first time you put on make up. The first time you slept in a night gown? The first time you got to stay dressed all day? The first time you were caught? The first time you told some one else? The first time you let some one see you dressed? Those terrible, terrible first pictures. The first time you went out? The first time you were whistled at? The first time a boy, or man came on to you? The first time you teased a man? The first time you realized you caused a man’s cock to get hard? The first time you had to hold a man off because he was getting to frisky? Your first kiss? The first time you touched a mans dick? What it felt like to jack off a man? The first time you kissed a cock and how it felt to give a blow job? Do you remember all the details of loosing your virginity? Do you remember your first full body orgasm? Do you remember how each new step made you fell? Memory lane may be long or short for you but’s it’s your road. You might be at the end you chose, just starting out or a long way down that path. You should find yourself some where along that line. But it’s your path and one of the nice things about being a woman is you get to decide just how far you want to go. I LOVE being a T-girl. If I had my life to live over I might change a lot of other things but not being a T-girl. It’s the best of both worlds.
My attraction to the female clothing was exactly the same as yours at one point in my life…dress, prance and pretend, then come, then undress….then my parents sought counseling for me and it was the doctor that suggest I stay dressed after cumming to experience more than the joy of ecastasy.
I suppose it was the men’s desire to hold me, dance with me, kiss me that really told my soul and cock that I would love to please a man.
Even with that however, I do consider myself “hetro”, I prefer a beautiful woman to a man, however if I were to dress to the nines I see nothing wrong with acting like a woman in bed and giving all I have to my lover.
Trannie, crossdresser, drag queen, etc are all just labels anyway. What we are is people and all people have different tastes. I certainly did not mean to repune anyone that does not like the idea of sucking cock or being fucked while dressed, I was merely confessing to my own desires and wondering openingly if others felt the same.
Much love and admiration for your post.
I certainly enjoy the confessions page but I am sad to see all of the confusion on the part of you “supposed” transvestites. You see I have always thought of myself as a transvestite because I am aroused by dressing in the other sexes clothing. For years now I had taken faith in knowing the difference between a transvestite,a crossdresser, a drag queen ,a female impersonator, and bisexuals. I learned the difference way back when I first began to dress and I ran into a female impersonator. we had many a wonderful conversation. I learned the most interesting thing, the difference between the two of us was he dressed for the fun and did not “get off” while dressed.Foir me the only reason to dress was to “get off” and once I did the fun of being dressed was over. A Drag queen however was usually gay or queer and deeply desired men both dressed and even when not dressed. Any body seen “to: Wong Fu”?
I will continue to be a proud transvestite! Heterosexual and proud, We like to dress, sometimes to the nines with large nipples and long beutiful hair and nails. While it is certainly a turn on to recieve a look or a whistle from men we are not chasing them down with desires of having our holes filled. we would leave that for the drag queens and the bisexual cross dressers. Girls, Gurls help me out here if I have this wrong. Veronica
My v-string continues to bring both me and my boyfriend great pleasure. It always excites him when he discovers that I have it on. Of course, it excites me to know that he is excited, too.
Anyway, he was over at my apartment this weekend as I had some things I needed him to do for me. I dressed pretty for him the entire weekend in my cute dresses and high heels. I also wore my v-string the entire time.
He was done working on some plumbing problems and I came up behind him and touched the front of his pants. He immediately got hard and when he turned around he kissed me full on the mouth and nearly picked me up off the ground. I loved his rough face against my smoothness and I just knew we are in for a nice, lovely bout of love making.
He took me into my bedroom and lay me back on the covers. He lifted my skirt and pulled my panties down, exposing my auburn pubic hair v-string. He was out of his pants before I could breath and was quickly rubbing KY on his erect penis. I spread my legs and he climbed up on top of me, kissing me and, with my helping hand, slid his wonderful manhood up inside my sheath.
I loved hearing him groan as he felt the tightness of my vagina and I loved feeling his weight on top of me. It did not take him more than two minutes of pumping, but he suddenly came with a loud yell and I could feel the surging in my v-string.
I just love it when he fills me with his semen. It makes me feel so feminine and loved, knowing that my man is so excited by me.
I’m a bisexual crossdresser, and have been dressing as I started going thru’ puberty, talk about perfect timing in establishing my sexual identity. As a teenager, I would examine my appendage and wish it would just go away and I would awake in the morning with a cute pussy and lovely large tits… no such luck. Well as life should pan out I decided to have the best of both world’s and decided that being a man some of the time and woman some of the time I would satisfy both my needs. Woman found me to be more caring and attentive to their needs, wanting to be one I felt I had a good understanding of this. When I was a woman, I would have to discrete (I still have to be that way as I’m still in the closet)but I had a wonderful girlfriend who had befriended a number of gay guys, with whom there was one that enjoyed my femme ways and we had an exciting, satisfying sexual affair. I was blessed in having extremely large balls, which he found a huge turn on, and would suck these for a good long time, he on the other hand had a rosebud that was to die for and really nice size cock, that was an excellent working tool in fixing my tonsils and would seal my tight “pussy”. Since I can remember I’ve enjoyed inserting a tampon and the feeling it gives me inside, this I shared with him and he would ask me to insert my tampon (extra strong) whilst on the phone to him and then he would set up a time to meet, he would then pry my legs open and begin tugging gently on the string, not removing, but just arousing my senses and making me so wet, when hen he was ready to take me, I would quickly pop on to the loo and remove it, now I was ready to accomodate his beautiful instrument. When he was ready to explode he would spurt his cum all over my torso then rubbing it into my body.We would then have a wonderful bubble bath together, and then I would dress in my lingerie and then prepare supper and for pudding we would always end off “bannana split” with icecream. I have been now for over thirty years leading a double life, I’ve been on HRT and my penis has shrunk and the beautiful lady in my life has assumed the role on being on the top of things. I have plenty more stories to follow, and will share these as time goes by.
I agree with you Desiree. When I fisrt started dressing as a girl; I may not have thought about being with a boy. My object of affection were the girlish clothes that I was putting on.As I grew older I did of course love the attention of young men as all girls do. Of course I could not let that be known at that ime. I was 13 years old. I did dress in my older sister’s clothing until she married. I was 17 at the time. I did continue dressing in my mother’s clothes. They were not as near as sexy as my sister’s but they were feminine. I always acted as a I thought a girl would act when I was wearing female clothing. I am not quite sure what age I was when I did desire a man. I do remember that I first was with a man at the age of 25. I have read books and magazines about Transvestites. I could never understand how a male could dress as a female and act as a female and still insist that he is heterosexual. At the very most ( or the very least ) I am bisexual.When I am dressed as a woman; I DESIRE A MAN
I confess, I enjoy reading all of the stories. Went on a trip this week and enjoyed reading the stories that have been posted here. Keep it cumming!
Good Luck Mary and Joan. I certainly admire you for you attempt to understand. I wish Joan the luck in restraining from being seen, perhaps sharing the desire with you can help him with that restraint.
I know when I dressed, I had to be seen. I absolutely loved it when real women made me. I heart would shiver and throb at the same time when I got that knowing look and “sissy” smile.
The clothes thing is another. I know I had to have the best, the sexiest, the softest and I too know that drove my wife wild with jealousy. In fact I believe that was the straw that would never break. Here she was dressing convervatively while I was dropping hundreds on clothes to play in.
It’s an addiction I wish you the best of luck with. Therapy can help, my parents sent me and I basically learned it wasn’t life threatening and I should dress to explore my thoughts while dressed.
In retrospect, I wish I’d taken better care of my feminine form so I could still attract the cat-whistles I so fondly recall and still desire.
I would like to thank each and everyone of you that wrote to me offering me support and giving advice. I read each and every one of them several times. Joan and my life has changed some since I last wrote. We are both seeing a shrink. I believe it’s helped me. Joan???? she hates going and says it’s all about finding her a “cure.” We both realize there is no “cure” and I agree she is seeing the wrong shrink. We’re looking for one who knows more about transgender. Actually, I think I’ve learned more on the computer by myself than the shrink knows on the subject. The only way he’s helped me is understanding that Joan is actually still John in a dress and that I don’t have to feel like a lesbian if we kiss. Also, I had no idea that, like many of you, he has always had these desires and dressed in his mothers and sisters close every chance he got. He said he started dressing in my close with in the first year of our marriage. Southern Comfort was mentioned in a personal e-mail and we are looking into it. Joan was able to take a week off from work due to unusual circumstances. For the entire week he lived as a woman. Her only problem was the confinement to the house. As part of our arrangement he promises not to embarrass me in front of family and friends who would find out. I’m having enough problems with this, I don’t need all the questions and advice from them. It would only cause so much heart break in his family. Right or wrong, it would be so disappointing to many. Joan agrees with this. I was actually surprised. I had watched how John had changed into Joan. Witnessed her trying out different styles and colors. I thought she had progressed a great deal in all her movements and behavior. But watching her for a full week, which I thought she would revert back to male before the weekend, I was surprised how much she has learned and adapted. The biggest surprise was and still is her attitude. To be honest, she’s nicer than John. We get along every well. I find myself talking to her as another woman instead of a husband. This is the plus side. The negative side is still sex. We can not even discuss it with out tension. It’s caused us to stay away from the subject entirely. Another problem we, or I, had to work through, Joan wants to look her best all the time. Wear nice close every day. I found myself all most as if in competition with her. Not to out dress her but to look just as good. Actually better. We realized this and were able to talk through it. At least that’s one hurdle we’re over. Several things Joan has learned, the hard way much to my amusement, is why most woman don’t wear thongs and pantyhose don’t keep your legs warm. Short skirts require constant attention while sitting, high heels hurt your legs at the end of the day and push up bras are not for every day wear. We have both toned down to more natural everyday wear. I married John for better or worst. I’m still trying. I still try to keep an open mind and be understanding. It’s hard. Hopefully we will find better help with a good shrink that knows about transsexuals and cross dressing. Mary
My goodness was I happy when my V-string came in the mail. I put it on immediately and called my boyfriend. He was over in a flash and I could already see the lump in his pants when he opened the front door. I was in my nightgown with my prettiest white lacy lingerie on.
Well, in minutes, I had his clothes off and we were in my bed with my hands all over his hard penis.
He took out my tube of lubricant and quickly put some on himself and then, I was nearly in a dream…he slipped his erection inside the v-string sheath. Oh, goodness, I loved it. Just feeling him on top of me with his penis up inside me….I nearly came right there.
He pushed all the way in and then slowly stroked in and out. Well…he never was much for long love-making…he came in a couple of minutes, making all that lovely noise a man makes when he comes. I loved knowing that his semen was inside my vagina.
I am so happy that confessions are back! I also would like to comment to “Mary Woltz”. I some times thought this “confessions” post was named wrong and it should have been called “fantasies”. While it is interesting to think that all of the stories posted here could be 100% truthful I retain some sense that there are some which are the writer is acting out and writing what would make them need to have confessions. I enjoy everyones stories and posts just the same. As for you Mary, some time is needed to edjucate yourself as to what is inside each cross dresser. Some of us are a queer as can be others are heterosexual and do not want to interact with another man. some of us are bisexual and weather we say so or not the thought of a crossdesser is different than the thought of a man with womans clothes on. I am happy to be a cross dresser since age 10 or so and until age 26 or 27 I would do what most transvestites do I would become overcome with guilt and pledge to never cross dress any more and throw out all of my clothes. this is called a purge. I purged several times before then and then would slowly find myself drawn back to the desire of dressing, I would buy more and more items, usually lingere and maybe an occasional item of other clothing. It was not until I was in a secure situation of marriage, and a place where I could occasionally dress up without too much hassle that I really accepted who and what I was and began really exploring what was inside the transgenderred part of me. For me I began to learn and slightly undestand women and some of the deepest feelings I can recieve from wearing womens clothing and trying to create the female “look”. I do not care if I pass as a woman, I am not trying to. Most of the time I “dress to please myself”, When I put together an outfit and wear it, I may not put makeup on and may not put on a wig, I get a thrill just knowing the clothes I have selected to wear “work”, Then I recieve a tremendous amount of pleasure just working it. one of the greatest things I ever experienced when dressed as a woman was the thril of walking around completely dressed in an outfit just like I saw on another woman I noticed in a line infront of me. When I realized we both had selected the exact same items to put together I about creamed right there!, the only thing different was her style of sox, I spent almost two weeks scouring the stores to find a pair like hers. Once I had found the sox it was off to dress in the same outfit and again relive the thrill of being dressed to please myself. Maybe you could get to know joan and remember there is already a friend of yours inside there. I enjoy spending time with a freind more than anything maybe joan does too. learn about yourself and her all over again. OK thats enough advice,If you would like to e-mail me I would be glad to correspond with you and give you a strait transvetsites point of view: now on to my story: The other day I found some time to myself and decided to dress and play, I thought for a while about something to wear and looked high and low for an old blouse I remeber having , I opened an old box of clothed I had set aside because they were too small. While I was looking for the top I came across a pair of jeans. not just any jeans but the very first pair of jeans I had ever bought. I remebered back to a time when I had a job which let me get out every thursday and friday to the local garage sales. I could drive around all moring and stop at any sale I wanted, the people did not know me and may never see me again and I found it a thrill to purchase items of ladies clothing and check out the sale proprietor to see it the items maybe were hers. what a thrill I rmember it like it was last week, I stopped at this one sale and noticed the lady was quite attractive, I looked around for a bit and then noticed a stack of pants, As I looked through them I cam apon a pair of lee jeans withzip up ankles and a custom cut year yolk wich made the seat of your pants a cute pair shape, a nifty shade and texture of soft denim with a zip up watch pocket, the size was 11 medium and also unimportant, the style made me stop dead in my tracks. I had to have these jeans! I picked them up and brought them to the lady and paid for then, she gave me the strangest look and acted a little uncomfortable. I still wonder what she was thinking? I raced back to work and thought about them all the while waiting for quitting time. On my way home I pulled over my car, pulled a pair of bikini panties from my secret hiding place and proceeded to change into the panties and the new jeans, It was all I could do to get them on, the ankles were so tight on my calfs, the waist seemed it would never make it over my butt, after much pulling and forcing I managed to get the jeans on, next it was time to wriggle around and try to get the waist buttoned, after several attempts I managed to just get the button in the hole, i pushed and twited it until it slipped into place and next I tried to pull up the zipper. WOW I did it! I got those tiny little things on I slippen my shoes back on and zipped the ankles closed. Man did I feel hot I slowly sat back in the car, I drove home wearing those sexy tight womans jeans, all the way I felt exilerated about a third of the way I losy control of myself and came in my panties just about losing control of the automobile. it was one of the best feelings I have ever had, to this day the feeling of a pair of tight and sexy jeans just gets me all wet!!!
Mary, I see your dilemma. My wife felt the same way, accepted it a bit but went ballastic when she saw how far I went in being a “woman”. This was all right as we first married. She knew prior to saying I do, just didn’t know the extent. She’s never accepted it, mainly because when dressed I desire men ( and her but she won’t play ). Twenty years have past and we are still married. I don’t dress any longer, my figure went to hell. By the way, I started out with classy sexy business attire and progessed to slut wear.
For your question as to where, I would suggest a large city. Another suggestion is to take Joan to the Southern Comfort Conference or another “All Girl” get together. There are many. You will be with other spouses and Joan will have friends that share his passion.
It’s a tricky situation you are in. I suppose if my wife had been cooperative in the beginning, I’d be a most feminine man by now.
My thoughts, wishes, desires still take me to when I could slip into a short leather mini-skirt, beautiful angora sweater, the spiked high heels, stockings, soft bouncing flowing blonde hair framing a perfectly made up face with lashes to die for, yet here I am in full beard, boots, and t-shirt.
Confusion is the damned part of it all and I surely understand why you are confused. I do think you are sweet to try and understand Joan and if it doesn’t progress into Joan wanting another person, then you may go for it. The biggest hardon I’ve had with my wife was when she played along with me, tempting me with a strap-on.
Good luck. Desiree
I was brought up in a all female house, single mom and two sisters. I was always excited about wearing womans clothes, but worried something was wrong with me. I even shared a room with a sister that was 3 yrs older than me and the older sister had a room by herself. I use to wear my moms satin pant suits, it was so sexy. I use to put that on and feel like a woman. My mom always wore garters and seamed nylons with heels. I had so many choices it was cd heaven. As I got older my sisters knew and encouraged me to dress and helped with my makeup. After high school, I worked at a beauty salon setting up appts, using the register and cleaning the place. I enjoyed dressing sexy, not slutty. All my money went to clothes, makeup, etc. My favorite outfit was black leather pants and panyhose with 31/2″ heels and a white silk top. I also love jewelry and would wear a choker and earrings to match…I also wore a ankle bracelet that are sexy. My best day was when an older gentleman ask me to lunch several times before I finally said ok and we went to a place for a nice lunch. He then showed me some of the construction sites he had been charge of and made a pass at me. I was excited and my heart was racing. I wont go into all the details, but putting my hand on his genitals was awesome, what a feeling. I pleasured him and we still see each other. He bought me a present and it was a gold satin pant suit…brought back my youth!
Here’s a link to a story written by Skirt Lover…it was too long to keep on the Confessions page, but we wanted to let you read it if you so desire.
Thanks – Ladyone
If you read my other posting then you know I’m a real woman who’s husband has come out of the closet. Not all the way out, just to me. I don’t understand all this thrill about men wearing woman’s close. I have been spending a lot of time on the computer reading all I can find about why it thrills men, why they have this in ward desire to be a woman, dress and act like a woman. It’s all very confusing to me. Reading just the confessions listed on this site it appears that most of you have had these desires from a very early age. Some of you want sex with men while dressed as a woman, others want sex with a woman while dressed and still others want sex with another cross dresser. PLEASE don’t take any of this as being critical. I’m not condemning any of you for what you are or what you want. I’m just trying to understand my husband. John (Joan) has purchased “a lot” of woman’s close. Spent many hours learning how to dress, apply make up, started to let “her” hair grow and keeps “her” legs, chest and under arms shaved. By the time I was sixteen I was tired of having to shave my legs. I guess something like how a man hates having to shave his face every day. Joan works very hard on walking, talking and the movements of a woman. I must admit she has progressed a long way and I have “some what” come a custom to seeing my husband wearing a dress or skirt, wig and make up. She has also done a very good job choosing her style. I could never tolerate a slut or whore look. Our marriage suddenly changed to a friendship. Joan and I are friends (I’m trying hard) At the last moment I broke over and at the last minuet purchased Joan a few woman’s things for Christmas. Christmas night, once all the family and friends had left, we were home alone. Joan had changed into her female close as soon as they all left. I gave her the gifts. She seemed to really like them. She leaned over and kissed me on the cheek but then really kissed me. It was the first time we had kissed in over a month. In one way I needed that kiss and hug. In another it made feel wrong. The idea of me kissing another woman turns me off. I have no desire to have sex with another woman. I’m wondering, do you men, “Ladies” ever think of how confusing your dressing is to woman? Maybe your wives? I’ve been spending a lot of time on the computer searching and discussing this with cross dressers and even some of their wives. I’ve only found two other wives who are totally against their husbands dressing. I’m sure there are many more out there, I’ve just not found them. Those who’s husbands dress that I have talked with and either don’t mind or “are into it” also, seem to enjoy being the dominate one of their relationship. I was never the dominate one in our marriage but even that has changed since I discovered John dressed. It’s not something I asked for or ever wanted. So what is my new role? Some of you are wanting woman who will dominate you. Force you to dress and act like a sissy. Others want to be a woman and be treated equal as a woman. My husband was always a “man.” At least in all appearances and aspects of life. Little did I know, or the rest of the world, that in ward he was actually a sissy that wished he was a woman. As his wife how am I supposed to treat him? We have become good friends as two woman, but am I supposed to dominate him and treat him as a sissy husband or another woman? I have asked him but I’m not sure his answers are telling me the truth. If you think discovering you are a cross dresser is confusing…….. think how confusing it is for your spouse. Joan gets to dress just about every evening and just about all weekend long. She wants more. She hasn’t said so but I know it. I’m wondering if she needs some time, maybe a week or so, to live full time as a woman. Will it satisfy her and I get my husband back or will it enforce her desires? Here’s what I’m thinking, we take two weeks, that will be a total of fifteen days, and go some where she can be a woman 24/7 the entire time. Starting on a Friday evening when he gets home from work until two weeks later on Monday morning when he has to return to work. 100% woman. That would mean us going some place people wouldn’t know us. I’m not sure he can pass in public but he would still have to go out in public. I’m not talking about going to gay bars. I’m talking every day life. Where to go I have no idea. Sea shore? Mountains? Big city? It has to be some where people don’t know us. Some place he won’t get arrested using the woman’s restrooms. I was thinking about renting a cabin in the mountains but small towns might not like a cross dresser shopping in their small town? Sea shore? I don’t think I could take him in a bathing suite. There’s just no way. That leaves cities friendly to cross dressers. Confused wife, Mary Woltz