It was a different world when I was young. You were either a male or a female and if you attempted to cross the line between them you faced ridicule, social rejection, and even physical violence. However, there were still some who dared the journey and blazed a path for us gurls to follow to where we are today. I’m so glad to have met two of them. I guess I started dressing when I was in college. One of the girls I went o...

I was sound asleep and dreaming of being in a six-nine position with a man when I was awakened by my alarm. Rolling over, I put the alarm on snooze and laid on my back for a few minutes thinking about my dream. As I replayed it in my mind, I remember that I had a vagina, rather than a cock. However, my hard and throbbing cock let me know it was only a dream. My panties were hard in the front with the dried cum from last n...

Wednesday morning I woke up and took a shower before going back to my bedroom to pick out some clothes to wear.  Although I was starting to accumulate a small wardrobe, I still had a long way to go and found myself with little choice for the day.  Also, most of my clothes were now in need of being washed.  I put on a pair of lacy pink panties, a matching padded bra, and the only clean pair of shorts and blouse remaining....

As I was closing in on the last hundred miles of my ten-day five thousand mile cycle, I was becoming excited about looking at the videos from my two “spy cameras” when I finally got home.  What started out as a probe to find out who was messing with my computer and television turned out to be one hell of an unexpected view that has left me wanting to see more.  Yet, all the while, I still wondered if Karen knew she was pe...

My name is Albert and I’m a long distance truck driver.  I bought a house in a small development near a ski area in New England.  While I like the privacy of a house, it is difficult to maintain it when I’m on the road so often.  Therefore, when I met a single mother who was struggling to make ends meet, it seemed like a perfect solution for her and her daughter to move in with me.  Doris was in her mid-forties, as was I....

It was after two o’clock in the morning by the time we got back to Tiffany’s apartment.   Both of us were not wearing panties under our skirts and I was tingling from the cool night air on my well reamed ass.  Tiffany suggested we slip into some comfortable lingerie to sleep in.  She picked out a long sheer night gown for me.  I stripped down completely before pulling the gown over my head.  After peeing, I climbed in bed...

The light shining in the window woke me up.  It took me a minute to realize I was in Tiffany’s bed and started to remember and replay the previous night in my mind.  Her right arm was hanging over me as she spooned me.  I could feel her perky breasts against my back.  My cock was sticking out of the crotchless panties I was wearing.  The lace was stiff from the dried cum all over.  I still had a wig on, but it was out of...

It was midnight by the time I got home from Tiffany's.  I took off my shirt and pants and put on the silk nightie she gave me over the bra and panties I wore home.  The feeling was exquisite.  It felt so comfortable when I got in bed that I fell asleep within minutes. When I woke up the next morning, I reluctantly took my lingerie off so I could take my morning shower before starting my workday.  I work at home on my comp...

As is the case with most closeted cross-dressers, getting nice sexy women’s clothing and lingerie is often difficult, to say the least.  One day when I went to the laundry room in my apartment complex, I found the hottest pair of panties I ever laid eyes on left in the dryer.  I immediately pulled them out and put them on the bottom of my clothes basket.  As soon as I got back to my apartment, I took off my sweat pants an...

My name is Jessica.  I always thought of myself as a fairly normal girl, growing up in a fairly normal family in a fairly normal neighborhood.  My parents were conservative and my mother taught me to be a lady, crossing my legs in multiple circumstances for multiple reasons.  In my high school years, she would point out examples of a few girls in the neighborhood who “ruined their lives” becoming pregnant or having a repu...

Growing up is a bitch.  In high school I was the quarterback on our football team.  I was popular and had a steady line of girls.  My parents bought me a new car in my senior year and life was good.  My grades, however, reflected my lack of attention to school work.  My father warned me that if I didn’t go to college, I would have to pay rent after high school graduation.  This would require me getting a job which would c...

In my mind, there are two types of closeted cross-dressers.  One dresses strictly for themselves in the confines of their home or other completely private area.  The second, ventures out into public or semi-public for the thrill of being dressed as a woman in front of others, but still keep their cross-dressing a secret from those who know them.  Many in the second category, also engage in sexual activity.  I fall in the...

I met Robyn in one of the chat rooms on Lush Stories.  She too was a cross-dresser, but far more committed to it than myself.  She was a full-time dresser on hormones and is probably considered a T-girl.  It was a strange relationship.  We were both gurls constantly looking for cock, yet, at the same time, teasing each other like two lesbians.  With so much role-playing and cybersex amongst the multitude of participants i...

Some of my stories are true, or at least, based on actual experiences.  Others are complete fantasy.  This one starts with an actual experience and turns into a fantasy of how I wish it would end.  I never get as much “gurl time” as I would like.  It seems when I dress, the time flies by too fast.  So, when I get the rare opportunity to get away from my captive male life for more than the usual few hours, I make the best...

My favorite beach is less than an hour from where I live on the Mid-Atlantic coast.  It is actually more on the bay than the ocean with the upper portion of it being an unofficial nude beach.  Due to its limited access and lengthy walk, the upper beach has become a haven for gay and bisexual activity.  At its peak season, it is still sparsely occupied with fewer than two or three people per hundred yards.  The beach is on...