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I am his when we kiss passionately. I am his woman when the head slips inside. I am his sextoy when he thrusts deeper and deeper till his balls slap against me. But what makes me feel the most feminine is feeling him spurt inside me!
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Amanda_Trane
Over 90 days ago
Bisexual Male, 63
Canada
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When I change my mode of dress I change my mode of thought and actions. It doesn't start when I slip on a pair of [panties or nylons, it starts when I decide to or find myself letting the 'inner' woman out.
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Ever since the first time I dressed myself I found a level of excitement and arousal driving me as I slipped into bra, panties garter belt and nylons and watched my reflection. Once I continued and became fully dressed that passed! I felt myself to be more feminine and female. Another part of me was being expressed, A part that made me wonder about being schizophrenic after but a part I could never deny expressing itself when I had the chance. A part that drove me to learn about make up, styling my hair, polishing my nails, waxing and shaving myself to be as smooth as possible.
Oddly when my outerwear was removed I had no sexual desire if alone but felt a more passive feminine arousal if with someone.
This lead to my discovering that I enjoyed sissyhood and being more submissive. learning to revel in the thrill of exhibitionism and accepting the feminine role sexually when dressed. If not in panties etc. I never thought about being with a male and was much more aggressive sexually. Dressed my thoughts reversed themselves but females were included if they wished to be. If not then I never considered them sexually.E7We1QFNXmYMmcW5
Oddly when my outerwear was removed I had no sexual desire if alone but felt a more passive feminine arousal if with someone.
This lead to my discovering that I enjoyed sissyhood and being more submissive. learning to revel in the thrill of exhibitionism and accepting the feminine role sexually when dressed. If not in panties etc. I never thought about being with a male and was much more aggressive sexually. Dressed my thoughts reversed themselves but females were included if they wished to be. If not then I never considered them sexually.E7We1QFNXmYMmcW5
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Married to two redheads ( well more orangey then red really ) got divorced from both, and while retirement now starts with a capital D it was worth it. Best sex I had was with the first, but the other wasn't far behind. Only a few others came close to either.
Have to always remember tho that redheads are just blondes with high blood pressure.
Have to always remember tho that redheads are just blondes with high blood pressure.
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Planned on my part. He had picked me up hitchhiking one night and after driving me home kept me there talking. At first I never noticed his hand as he fondled my inner thigh until he was a bit more then half way up it. I just stared at his hand and trembled as I closed my eyes to savor the incredible sensations flooding my mind. They stopped suddenly as a cop car slowed as it went past us and he got very nervous, basically kicking me out of the car. I managed to let him know I'd be hitching again in two nights at the same spot, unsure if he'd show up again. He did!
My planning? During the two days before I shaved my body completely. I packed my back pack with make up, perfume, lingerie, a skirt, heels and a blouse. I used the last hour at my part time job to change into the lingerie, apply a layer of foundation and wonder if I had the courage to go thru with it. After he picked me up and had gone part way I asked him to stop at a service station restroom. I finished changing into the skirt and blouse, finished my face and added a light coat of polish to my nails; all the time hoping he was still waiting as it seemed to take forever. I brushed and sprayed my hair into a more feminine style and went back out to the car.
He was amused and surprised at the change, but enjoyed it. I slid across the seat to press myself against him and kissed his cheek. As he drove us to his place I again savored the sensation of his hand on my thigh, much more intense now that there was only a pair of tingly nylons covering it.
My planning? During the two days before I shaved my body completely. I packed my back pack with make up, perfume, lingerie, a skirt, heels and a blouse. I used the last hour at my part time job to change into the lingerie, apply a layer of foundation and wonder if I had the courage to go thru with it. After he picked me up and had gone part way I asked him to stop at a service station restroom. I finished changing into the skirt and blouse, finished my face and added a light coat of polish to my nails; all the time hoping he was still waiting as it seemed to take forever. I brushed and sprayed my hair into a more feminine style and went back out to the car.
He was amused and surprised at the change, but enjoyed it. I slid across the seat to press myself against him and kissed his cheek. As he drove us to his place I again savored the sensation of his hand on my thigh, much more intense now that there was only a pair of tingly nylons covering it.
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I am more a transvestite and use full make up, style my own hair and love wearing lacy sexy lingerie. I enjoy going out dressed when I can work up the courage to but am not really passable.
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When French kissing a man and feeling his tongue explore my mouth as I flick the tip of mine against it! When I remove my bra and he flicks my nipples, cups my breasts or kisses, sucks or nibbles my nipples. When I take off my dress and stand there in my lingerie for him! When we cuddle after and I feel so small and weak beside him.