I've been dressing since I was ten, always being careful to never be seen by anyone. The whole time I grew up I'd never had any girlie clothes of my own but I'd always worn my sister's things, even used her makeup. I always made certain that she never ran out of makeup too quickly. When I knew I had the house to myself, I would dress up and pretend I was a girl. These sessions ended in a great masturbation with something...

The converted attic was my room and it gave me loads of privacy. So as I grew up I could wear the clothes I liked, as long as I stayed in my room. By the time I was a senior in high school, I kept my toe nails painted all the time and I wore panties every day. At night I wore frilly little night gowns and more likely than not I would masturbate, always fantasizing that I was the girl and some faceless guy was fucking the...

When my best friend, Jimmy, left my house late that afternoon he was a very well satisfied guy, sexually. For the two years prior we'd had quite a few mutual masturbation sessions. This had progressed from jacking off while talking about various girls we knew in school to jacking off each other. Of course, at that time neither of us had actually done anything with a girl, but that never slowed us down - quite the opposite...

I was so nervous I was almost sick. For years I'd dreamed of going to a bar that catered to the LGBT community but I'd always come up with an excuse not to, no matter how flimsy it might be. Yes, I'd gone out in public several times, shopping mainly, but also banking, getting gas, and even meeting with other girls like myself. So far, the only sex I'd indulged in while dressed had been primarily with my hand or a dildo an...

“You're wearing my things again!” Brenda screamed when she came home early from community college and found me prancing around the house in one of her short skirts. “Take them off, you little pervert!” It wouldn't be nearly as bad if I were her little sister and trying on her clothes but I was her brother. But it wasn't as bad as it could be. I mean, if she knew what Tommy and I had been doing just two short hours ago, sh...

When I woke up Saturday morning, I knew it would be a very eventful day. My wife, Donna, had been making plans for quite some time, which included me dressing up as Sharon, my female alter ego. Three years ago, I had confessed to Donna my desire to wear feminine attire from time to time and she had embraced it more than I could ever imagine. In fact, she took pictures of me all dressed up or even while she fucked me with...

Jimmy sat up in bed and felt the dry cum on his belly from last night's masturbation. A quick look at the clock told him his parent's had already left for work and their weekend trip so he knew he had nothing to worry about. The plans he had for the day could begin right now. Stepping out of bed, he padded to the bathroom and began the process. A long shower began the day. He made sure his shapely legs were shaved silky s...

As Jeff closed the door he grabbed me by the hand and spun me around, pulling my nude body close to his, breathing in my perfume before locking his lips over mine. My fingers found the button on his jeans and opened them with urgency, more than a little pleased when his huge cock sprung out. “Damn, I want you so badly, Jaime,” Jeff moaned when he broke the kiss. “I'm yours to do with as you please,” I answered and wondere...

As Jeff closed the door he grabbed me by the hand and spun me around, pulling my nude body close to his, breathing in my perfume before locking his lips over mine. My fingers found the button on his jeans and opened them with urgency, more than a little pleased when his huge cock sprung out. “Damn, I want you so badly, Jaime,” Jeff moaned when he broke the kiss. “I'm yours to do with as you please,” I answered and wondere...

I awoke to feel the dried cum on my face, ass and balls, and then remembering how I got that way made me smile. Crawling out of bed I made my way to the bathroom and took a hot shower and then easily shaved my already smooth legs. Out of the shower I brushed my hair and did what I could to make it appear more feminine. After I put on my make up I walked back to the bedroom and slipped into a pair of sheer blue panties. Th...

I'd only been married a very short time when my wife came home and caught me masturbating while wearing a pair of panties and a bra. This in itself was bad enough but then she caught me again, and then again. The first time she caught me she was shocked and appalled but the twentieth time or so that she found me wearing panties and bra and with a dildo in my ass she really lowered the boom on me. “Are you a fucking fagot?...

My roommate and I live in a nice house in a very nice neighborhood. We're roommates because of convenience and not because we're lovers. Well, not steady lovers anyway. Sandy is drop dead gorgeous and a very free spirit, meaning that when at home she is usually running around naked or nearly so. I'm a cocksucking, take it in the ass crossdresser with very little interest in women. I guess when you get down to it both Sand...

Just a few days of spring break left and I was planning on making the most of it. Well, the most for me anyway. I'm a crossdresser and I have been for a long time. All through high school I'd secretly dressed, slowly building a wardrobe of pretty panties, a few skirts and blouses, bras, my silicon boobies, and most importantly, my shoes. The most important thing I had going for me, at least from my point of view, was my s...

Once I dragged my tenderized ass out of bed, tender because Mike had used a cane on me last night, I dressed in pantyhose, a navy blue, loose skirt, a cream colored satin blouse, black pumps with four inch heels, and a bra. After applying my makeup I took a look at myself in the mirror, making sure I looked good enough to conduct an interview at the leather goods store we were opening in just a few days. I decided I looke...

After I left the office of my former employer I went immediately to see an attorney. There were two things I had to do: one see about suing the hell out of my former employer and two: I needed to get my name changed legally to Carolyn instead of Carl. I chose this attorney because I already knew him, very well in fact, right down to the birthmark above his nice cock. He wasn't surprised to see me in a dress nor was he sur...