First Crossdresser Experience

I remember the first time I fucked a crossdresser. I never even had any inclination or thought of fucking a cd. I was at the supermarket and saw a woman dressed in a very sexy outfit, wearing pantyhose and high heels, big hair, etc. She looked hot. She bent over and that's when I just had to go up and talk to her. I typically have no trouble talking to women, so I walked up to her to get her number. She looked at me and said that she wouldn't be a good match. I asked her why, and she told me that she was a crossdresser. I couldn't believe it. Anyway, we talked for a while and then the next thing I know I went to her place.

We chatted, but I couldn't help but to keep staring at her legs and ass. I was getting turned on, and I couldn't believe it. She was so fuckable. That's when it really hit me that she has a cock just like me. After a few drinks, I asked her if she has sex with men while dressed. She said that she did, but not that often. It dawned on me right then that if she's got a cock, then she doesn't have a pussy, and if she doesn't have a pussy, there's only two places by which I could fuck her: her mouth or her ass. I instantly got rock hard - I mean throbbing to the point of serious pain.

She got up and spilled some of the juice she was having, and it spilled right on my crotch. She knelt down on her knees with a towel and started to rub my crotch. It was clear that I was already rock hard. She stopped, surprised, and looked up at me. The next thing you know, I'm standing with my throbbing cock sticking out of the zipper hole of my slacks, and she's on her knees sucking and swallowing it. Her lips were stretched around the shaft of my cock it felt incredible just pumping her throat. I couldn't take it anymore, so I stood her up. I saw that there was a bulge under her dress. I hiked it up, and her cock was hard under her pantyhose, stretching it like it was just aching to rip through. Right then an overwhelming desire to penetrate the only other hole she has overcame me. I pushed her against the couch, and lifted her legs up over my shoulders. I pulled her panties and pantyhose down a little over her ass, just enough to reveal her tight fuckhole. I pressed the head of my cock against it, and it was wet and slick. She was breathing heavy, saying "I'm really tight". That just did me in. I couldn't take it. I slide it in, and as I did, her mouth opened and she moaned. I couldn't believe how fucking tight it was. Her asshole was just strangling and hugging my shaft in the best fucking way. I could smell her pussy, and I was just pumping steadily in and out of her tight asshole. She came first, all over her pantyhose, and her cum dripped down her cock and ballsack, down her crotch and right to her asshole as I was just impaling her with my throbbing shaft. Her cum lubricated her tight hole even more, and I just couldn't take it anymore. I came in her, filling her incredibly tight rectum with so much cum that it started to squirt out with the last few inward pumps of my cock.

Country Bumpkin

Billy grew up on a farm pretty much his whole life, but felt like he had to leave. He decided to leave for the city to meet new people and have new experiences. He moved into an apartment complex that was full of sexy women. However, none of them were interested in him, for they saw him as a country bumpkin - a farm boy with no money.

He did, however, meet a friend. It was the boy who lived across from him named Kerry. They met for meals at times, and he expressed his loneliness to him. Billy told Kerry about his strikeouts with the ladies in the building and in the city. Finding so many sexy women around him only made his lustful desires grow. But not being able to satisfy his desires made him incredibly frustrated. Kerry told him that he felt the same way, but that he had found a way to satisfy his desires to some extent. At first, Billy thought that Kerry would tell him about prostitutes. When Billy asked what Kerry's way to satisfaction was, Kerry told him that it was all about masturbating in the right way. Billy didn't know what masturbating was, despite being in his late 20s. Kerry was surprised, but awkwardly explained what masturbation was. Both were a bit uncomfortable. You see, Kerry and Billy were both heterosexual, or at least found themselves incredibly and sexually attracted to sexy, feminine women, and women only. Billy was nevertheless intrigued. He then said what this special way of masturbating was. It seemed like all masturbating involved was stroking one's hard cock until ejaculation - simple. Kerry explained, a bit hesitantly, that he had bought women's clothing and lingerie - dresses, wig, makeup, heels, etc. - so that he could dress up like the sexy women in the building. He would then have "his way" with himself.

Billy laughed in surprise. "You put on a dress and do this thing called masturbation and pretend that you're one of the ladies? HA!" he laughed. He thought he had seen it all. Kerry was a bit tussled by Billy's scoffing, so told him that he would show him. He went into his bedroom and got all dresssed up. He put on some charcoal patterned pantyhose, put one makeup and a wig, and then some jewelry. He topped it off with a body-con short mini dress. He slipped into some high heels, and he completed becoming a she!

When Kerry came out, she said "Check it out! Not bad, huh?" Billy couldn't believe his eyes. She looked just like one of the hot women in the building. He was silent, wide-eyed. He got up and walked around Kerry. Kerry just stood there mockingly doing feminine poses with a lighthearted, self-satisfied smile, like she had proved Billy wrong. What she didn't know, though, was that Billy was getting a lot more interested than Kerry would have ever thought. You see, Billy was starting to see Kerry as a woman, and Kerry had not yet realized this yet. To her, they were still guy friends, buddy neighbors. 

"Wow, turn around", Billy said to Kerry. Kerry obliged. After Billy stared at her pantyhose legs and ass, he asked "So you just stand there and do this mastur-thing?" Kerry said that she didn't, and proceeded to the couch. She got on the couch on both knees, facing the couch back. She bent over and said that she likes to do "this" and watch her ass while she masturbates. Billy watched her bend over listening to the dress stretch around Kerry's ass and creep up her pantyhose covered thighs. He walked over behind Kerry as she was bent over, and placed his hands on her ass.

"Ummm...what are you doing Billy?" Kerry asked. You see, she wasn't trying to turn Billy on, or in any way seduce him. That thought didn't even cross her mind. For all she knew, she was just teaching Billy how she satisfies her frustrations, only so that Billy, if he should so please, can do so himself with his own clothes. But now she felt Billy's hands fondling her ass, thighs, between her legs, etc. She was surprised to find that she liked the feeling. They were both silent, Billy fondling her and Kerry feeling his caresses. She turned around and saw that Billy's slacks had a huge bulge in it in the crotch. She bent over slightly more, and pushed her ass back a little to lightly touch Billy's crotch, just enough to gently feel something hard and throbbing.

His hands moved up her legs and ass, and found her waist. He gently put his hands around her at the waist, and then moved forward, pressing a little more slightly his crotch to the crevice that had formed by the dress stretching over Kerry's ass. As he did that, she could feel her pantyhose slightly stretching where he pressed around her ass crevice, but she suddenly felt a hard throbbing stretch in her pantyhose right around her crotch. She was turned on. She not only was looking like one of the women in the building, but was starting to feeling like one.

"Ow, my goodness, ow" moaned Billy. Kerry asked him what was wrong, and he said that his dick hurt because it was so big. "Should I do this mastur-what thing now?" he asked. Something came over Kerry, and she said "I have a better idea. Slide up my dress". Billy did so, slowly, with trembling hands, exposing Kerry's pantyhose clad ass. He could feel the heat and moisture from Kerry's hot crotch come up to his face as soon as he exposed it. He stared at her ass through the sheer tights, and could faintly make out her butthole. Remaining in position, she looked back at Billy, and unzipped his slacks. "Pull it out" she softly ordered. Billy barely had to do anything, for with the slightest move, his hard shaft sprung out, like a fleshy pole engorged with a lustful throbbing that he had never experienced before. "Ow, it really hurts" he said. It just stuck out in the air, pulsating and engorged, hard as a lead pipe. He grabbed it like a bat and started to stroke. Kerry saw him stroking as she had instructed earlier before. "How's that?" she asked. Billy had a look of pain and impatience in his face. "It's making it worse. It really hurts. It's hurting more every time I look at you. You look too much like a woman". Kerry then suggested using the lotion next to him. Billy pumped a generous portion on this hand, and began gliding it along his shaft. "How's it now?" Kerry asked, still bent over. "It's making it worse, Kerry, I don't know what to do. I think I'm too turned on"

Seeing how much Billy was turned by her femininity was turning on Kerry. Her own 'clit' was rock hard and throbbing, and her crotch was glistening with anal sweat and juices from her hole under the pantyhose. Billy could smell her juices. He could smell her hole, and for reasons he didn't know, he was getting incredibly turned on by the scent. 

Kerry finally reached around and tore a hole in the back of her pantyhose. The tear made a rip sound, and her was totally exposed. She could feel the cooler air kissing her ass and especially her butthole. The heat and smell hit Billy, and he became dizzy with wild lust. "Slide it in" she said softly. Billy didn't know what she was talking about. "Slide what in where?" he asked. "Ow, it really hurts. "Slide in your cock into my butt." 

Billy was shocked, but then grabbed his throbbing, sensitive shaft and positioned the engorged head against the wet, glistening anus. He pushed slightly, but it didn't go it. "I don't think it's going to fit". But before he could finish, she pushed back, and the engorged head popped in and the rest of his pole just slid in smoothly. "Oooooohhhhhh myyyyy..." Billy moaned. She gasped and moaned. "Ooh, yes, that feels so good - that feels toooo good" he moaned, as he slid his pole slowly in and out. "How did you know....oooh...that this would help....oh my goooooodneesssss!!! How did you know your butthole.......ohhhhhh....would....help....." He looked down and he could see her wet anus stretched around his fleshy pole, making it glisten with the juices in her ass, pulling ever so slightly when he slid out, and pushing in ever so slightly when we would slide in. He kept pumping her. He couldn't believe the sensation. Her as was so tight around his hard shaft that it was mixing the throbbing pain he felt with an incredible ecstasy. "Yesss, that's it. Just like that" Kerry said. "Does it feel good now? Does it still hurt?" "Oh, it feels too good. This is what I needed...Ooooh" Billy moaned. Kerry's rock hard clit was bouncing in the air with every pump of Billy's cock. Her cock was dripping and oozing with cum, sprinkling it all over the couch. Billy's cock was so hard and so big, and it was gliding in and out of her anus with such grace, that eventually she squirted all over the back of the couch. Billy kept going and then became frantic. "Oooh my....something is going to happen! something is going to happen! something...is...oooh". He kept pumping, and now, with each pump in, his cum oozed out of the stretched sides of anus. Billy came with an explosion inside of Kerry.

Billy never would have thought that Kerry's secret trick in satisfying frustrated desires would have worked so well. He was puzzled how Kerry could have thought that sliding his pole into her butt would have made the pain go away and make things good - very good. What an experience for a country farm boy like Billy. It looks like Billy will never be going back to the country again.

Confessions of a Straight Man #2

To the author of this blog:

I must say that you capture the very essence to the thrill that I experience in desiring, playing and having my way with 'girls' like you. I remember the first time I ever fucked a t-girl was when I was in my twenties. I really didn't know she was a t-girl. She was just way too hot, so I thought, to be a t-girl. She was an asian chick. Her voice was a bit androgynous but she was incredibly hot: super slim body, gorgeous face, and ass and legs clad in hose that would put many genetic women to shame.

In any case, she thought I knew but I didn't, at least not consciously. She first sucked on my dick, bobbing on it like there was no tomorrow. My raging hard on hurt because it was so hard, especially feeling her lips around the shaft and watching her head go back and forth as she knelt before me. Anyway, I couldn't take it anymore and wanted to fuck her pussy. I sort of roughly bent her over the table and hiked up her skirt. Underneath, she was wearing pantyhose without any panties. I didn't really think much about the bulge in the cotton crotch area of her pantyhose because I was so turned on. When I felt her crotch, I was shocked to feel her cock and jewel sack tightly packed under her pantyhose. I stepped back and thought "what the fuck?" She turned around, propping herself on the table, looking at me. I remember her wine-red lips were still glistening from sucking my cock. She laid back on her elbows with one leg propped up on the table and the other leg hanging off. I can see under her skirt.

There wasn't a single word exchanged. I don't know what came over me but I just stepped forward, grabbed her ankles, pulled her towards me so her ass was aligned perfectly with my cock. Her legs were on my shoulders now, and I peeled off her pantyhose just enough to expose her tight pussy. At that point she reached over into her purse (which thankfully was on he table), and then pulled out what looked like a bottle of hand sanitizer. It was actually KY jelly, or something like it. She squirted a generous amount on her hand, and stroked my shaft with it while staring in to my eyes. I was so raging hard. I wasn't thinking - I was just in the moment. She then slathered the left over on her ass. Before she could even move her hand away from her hole, I remember pressing the apple of my cock against her butthole and feeling it stretch tightly. Her eyes were still staring in to mine, and as I pressed more, her mouth started to open. Fuck, I still remember that feeling of my cock just sliding into her tight hole. It went from feeling cool from being exposed to the air covered in gel, to just sliding into a snug, tight warmth. My cock was being squeezed in the hottest way. I can smell her hole, and it smelt like sex - but a sex that was so lustfully dirty my legs and even body were shaking in ecstasy. I fucked her like dog in heat. I loved the way her cock got hard, clearly expressing that she was loving every centimeter of my shaft gorging and pumping her butthole. It bounced up and down as I fucked her. It was super hot. Her butthole was so tight that I could see the rim of it stretching and moving inward and outward with every pump of my dick in and out. She didn't say a word, just moaned and panted like she was enjoying every minute of being fucked like a slut, like she deserved to be fucked like one for tricking a guy into thinking she was a girl!

That was the point of no return for me. We fucked something like 7 times that night, and the last three times I squirted my juice deep inside her ass with long, slow, deep final pumps.

I've been living in the deep south for some time and mostly the women around these parts tend to be overweight, if not obese. This girl, though, man, was like the girl of every guy's fantasy. And it turns out that she was really a he!

Better than a pussy

Johnny came out in the parking lot of the nightclub, disappointed that his girlfriend couldn't see him. He was horny as hell and now, his hopes for making love to his girlfriend all night long were dashed. Despite his disappointment, his horniness was still there, and it's no surprise that he heard the clacking of women's high heels coming down the street. He lit up and saw a super hot woman wearing a sexy blouse, a short miniskirt, and black pumps. She was walking his way and he couldn't help but stare at her. All he wanted was a vagina - a tight, wet vagina to squeeze his hard cock into and pump until he came.

She came over to him and asked him if he knew what time it was. Strange, women aren't so brave at this time of night, he thought to himself. They chitchatted for a little bit but all he could do was stare at her legs and mouth. He thought about how those legs came together under that skirt, leading up to her pussy, which he surmised was incredibly tight given her thin and small frame.

She said she had to go, and then turned around, only to drop her purse. She bent down to gather her things, and Johnny got a nice view of her legs and ass. Her skirt hiked up enough for him to see that she was wearing nude pantyhose, which he hardly saw women wearing ever. He wondered about how the pantyhose were hugging her crotch, and he just wanted to dive in there and taste her pussy.

He couldn't resist, so asked if she'd like to go to his place. She hesitated but then after telling her that he meant nothing but to have a pleasant evening, and reassuring her that he was a nice and open-minded guy, she gave in.

Small talk over some drinks eventually led to heavy petting on the edge of his bed. Johnny was incredibly hard, and all advances to move his hand up her nylon legs and under her skirt were blocked by her hand. This happened a few times and he was wondering if she perhaps just didn't want to go there. When he asked if she didn't want to do it, she bit her lip, and told him to stand up. She unzipped him, pulled out his throbbing cock, and just engulfed it. Her small lips and mouth stretched around his hard shaft and her head went back and out, steadily and in moderate speed. He didn't have to move, her mouth was fucking his cock like no other!

But he wanted to fuck her. He liked getting his dick sucked - and boy could she suck his dick like no other - not even his girlfriend! But the feeling of sliding his hard cock into a tight wet pussy was what he always loved doing: thrusting in and out in nice, slow and even glides, feeling the wet pussy tightly wrapped around his shaft, holding the woman's waist while he fucked her pussy nice and good. He couldn't take it anymore and said he wanted to fuck her.

She then got off the bed and on her knees, starting to pump his hard shaft with her mouth, but this time quicker, like she wanted him to cum. He knew he wouldn't cum that way, even though it felt incredible. He stopped her and repeated himself: I want to fuck your pussy. She looked up at him, her mouth dribbling with saliva and his pre-cum. She told him that she was sorry, but that she didn't have a pussy. He looked down and saw that there was a bulge under her skirt!

Instead of being shocked in negative way, he was overcome with an urge to fuck. He was too horny. She apologized again, and said that he could fuck her mouth. He stood there and didn't know what to say. She got up, and then onto the bed, and got on all fours, bending over in front of him. She said again 'I'm sorry, I just don't have a pussy...I'm not built that way. But maybe you can fuck me this way. I'm a virgin still'.

He obliged. He couldn't help himself. When she was bent over ready for doggy style on the bed, an incredible feeling of lust went through him and into his cock. She slid up her skirt and he could see her rectum through her sheer nude pantyhose. When the scent of her wet, sweaty, virgin hole hit him, he went wild.

He positioned the head of his cock against her asshole and pressed. It didn't go it, but she pushed back and impaled herself onto his long shaft like a piece of meat on a skewer. His cock slid in with a little effort, but when it did, he couldn't believe the sensation. He couldn't believe how better it felt than a real pussy! He told her that her ass felt better than his girlfriend's pussy. It was so tight that his shaft was being strangled in a way that was delightful that he was moaning with ecstasy with each stride in and out. She was moaning with incredible delight. With each thrust in, he could feel her tighten up her already-incredibly-tight hole. It was better than a vagina.

Hot "Chick"

Ben and Carl weren't very popular at school. They were sometimes picked on but for the most part they were just invisible. They were grateful that they found each other since otherwise each would have been a complete loner, both at school and also away from school.

Every weekend Ben would come over to Carl's place to play video games. That, in addition to reading comic books and computer and gaming magazines, was all they pretty much did.

Ben often talked about how great it would be if they found some "hot chicks". Ben longed for that kind of intimacy with a woman and wondered, as a virgin (which Carl was, too), what it would be like to kiss the head cheerleader, say, or just to be with a girl in an intimate way. Carl longed for intimacy too but it was a little more complex for him. See, Carl had a secret - a secret going by the name of "Karly". Karly loved to dress in his older sister's pretty things. Carl couldn't get the girls but he, too, wanted to be with a girl just as much as Ben. However, Carl found a way to remedy the feminine lacuna in his life: he could dress up and be the girl to whom he could do whatever his lusting heart desired! But, because Karly looked so hot and sexy, which was completely contrary to the skinny, dorky, long-haired gamer Carl, the whole sex thing became entwined with Karly: it was Karly who wanted to experience what it was like to have sex...as Karly!

One Friday night, when Carl's family were up at the Lake House, Ben came over to stay the night. He was going off again about how he just wanted to meet a "hot chick" and to make love to her all night while they were both surfing on the internet on their laptops. Carl could see from the bedroom mirror that Ben was looking at porn on his laptop, and that Ben was noticeably hard under his pants.

Carl told Ben that he could dress up as a girl just for fun. Ben laughed and said "whatever, you're weird". Carl went into his sister's bedroom and came back out as Karly an hour later, wearing thigh-his, high heels, a frilly skirt, tube top, and some make-up. Ben looked up and his jaw dropped!

Karly brought Ben over to the bed and said "Just pretend that I'm a girl, then you can live out you fantasy". Ben was hesitant but intrigued. He couldn't believe how hot Karly (Carl!) looked all gussied up as a girl! He checked out Karly became really hard. He finally gave in. "Okay, we're just experimenting - doing this since this is the next best thing, er, well, you know what I mean". "Yes, of course!" Karly responded.

Karly was sitting at the edge of the bed and Ben was still standing. She hopped on the bed on all fours and turned around to see Ben. "What do you think of this?" Ben was slightly trembling, and his pants had a incredible bulge. "Uh, yeah, that's hot". "How about this?" Karly laid on her back and spread her legs, holding her thighs to help lift up her ass a little and bring her ankles by her ears. Karly's panties shifted a little and showed her tight butthole. "Yeah, that's nice" Ben said, with a quiver in his voice.

Karly got up. "You want me to suck your cock?" Ben hesitated and then replied "Um, sure". Karly came back to the edge of the bed where Ben was standing, unzipped his pants, and pulled out his cock. She couldn't believe how big it was. He had never seen his friend's cock, and and she couldn't believe that she was looking at it, holding it, about to suck it! While on all fours on the bed, engulfed his cock. She had never done this before so she took it in too quickly, gagging a little. Ben couldn't believe it. The feeling of the cool air caressing his exposed, rock hard cock, and then being sucked by a hot, wet mouth, was enough to make him cum, so he immediately said "Wait...you're gonna make me...". Karly just sucked really hard, thinking that that's what you're supposed to do. She sucked on Ben's cock like it was a large straw. Ben said "Wait, stop...just keep your lips wrapped around it and hold still". She complied, and Ben just slowly moved his cock in and out of Karly's mouth. "Oh my god, that feels so good", Ben said. He was slowly fucking Karly's mouth.

Karly was really hard now and was able to loosen up her throat. She loved the way it felt on her tongue and her throat as Ben slid his shaft in and out, gently holding the back of her head, knees bent, moaning, "Oh my god, I can't believe it...Ooooh". But Karly wanted more. She at that point really wanted a pussy so that Ben could really fuck her. That's when Karly thought that maybe she could use the only hole she has down there as a sort of 'make-shift' pussy.

She pulled back and Ben looked at her. "Why'd you stop? That was feeling so good. What's wrong?" Karly looked at him, "Do you want to try fucking me?" Ben looked at her, puzzled. "How? you mean like pretend fucking like rubbing against you?" Karly felt too embarrassed to ask him to put his cock into her hole, so she just said "yeah". Ben said, "Okay, but, shouldn't we get a condom or something?" Luckily, she had brought one from her sister's room, expecting something like this to happen. She slid it onto his cock, and he moaned and trembled and she slid it on. Then she turned around and bent over in front of Ben. He stared at her ass and hosed legs in heels, her slender body, and her ass just propped up waiting to receive him. "Oh my god, I can't believe I'm doing this..." Ben said under his quivering breath.

He came up behind her and started to rub his shaft against her panties as she was bent over. Upon first contact he was shaking with ecstasy. They looked at each other through the bedroom window, which was reflecting their taboo sex on the bed. He started to rub his cock against the crack of her panty-covered ass. He grabbed her by the waist and ass as he dry-humped her.  Karly then pulled down her panties. Ben asked "Wait, what are you doing?" "It'll feel better if you don't rub on the panties".

He started up again and she was right, to feel his cock, still wet from Karly's mouth, was gliding nicely along the top of her ass crack. Karly gently pushed back with each thrust made by Ben. "Do you have any lotion?" Ben asked "This feels awesome but I want it to glide more". Karly told Ben that the lotion was next to the bed. He reached over, pumped a bunch lotion onto his cock and then started rubbing it on top of Karly's ass crack. He couldn't believe that he was finally experiencing what it was like (perhaps) to have sex with a hot chick. He couldn't believe the moment he was in.

Karly then asked for more lotion, and when he started to apply it, she reached back, grabbed Ben's hand with lotion in it, and directed him to rub it all over her crack, even over her hole. The feeling of his hand gliding over her tight hole made Karly tremble with sexual excitement.

Ben started to rub his hard cock again, but Karly was getting impatient. She wanted his cock inside her tight butthole, but didn't know how to tell Ben. So she hatched a plan. She moved forward a little more than usual so that Ben's cock would fall away from her ass crack, and then moved back, so that the head of his cock came flush against her pussy hole. "Whoa, hold on, that was close...", said Ben, not even thinking that that was an intentional maneuver by Karly. He didn't even think about penetrating her - it didn't even cross his mind. He just thought that this was as good as it gets with a "hot chick" without a pussy.

Before he could move it up and place it on the crack of her ass, Karly pushed back so that her hole stretched to engulf the head of Ben's cock, wrapping tightly around it, popping in and sliding in with a majestic glide. "Aaaaaahhh!" she cried out, and her knees trembled, feeling him fill her tight hole. "Ooooh noooo.....my gaaaaa" Ben said.

"Fuck me, Ben. Fuck me like I'm a girl", she said. He couldn't believe how amazing it felt: tight, hot, wet, and oh the sensation! She couldn't believe the sensation. He couldn't help himself now. He was looking down at his cock sliding in and out of her hole. It was so tight that each slide out of her hole, he could see it pulling back the sides of her pussy because it was so tightly wrapped around his hard shaft. He looked at her, his cock pumping her butthole, and the reflection in the mirror of them fucking. He saw himself fucking an incredibly hot chick. He could smell the floral scent of the lotion mixed with the scent of her ass pussy. He was completely possessed with sexual desire.

It had only been 4 minutes since they began, and 1 minute since they started fucking. But he felt like he was going to cum - big time. He slowed down to slow, long strides in and out. He then realized he was without a doubt going to cum. So, he continued with his long strides in and out, drilling her and ramming her ass to make sure he was deep in her. She screamed in ecstasy each time he pounded her like that. Her cock would bounce up and down each time, and first she came. Her cum went squirting everywhere, on the bed, on her stomach, and on her chin even! "Aaah, Ahh, I'm cumming..." Then, Ben came. He couldn't believe it. "Oh my god, I'm cumming! Ohhhh". He came so much that it started to leak at the edges of his condom. They both collapsed trembling.

Karly stayed Karly the rest of the night. They continued to 'explore' their fantasies the entire weekend. But after that, things were awkward between Ben and Carl. But they found  solution: whenever Karly came out, the awkwardness went away and Ben and Karly had nothing but a lot of fun!

Taught a Lesson

The neighbor of some of my relatives found out that I crossdress. He lives alone in the next door house in a suburban track-home community. I was house-sitting for my relatives when he found out. He said that he always wanted to "fuck a sissy fag while all dolled up" in order to "teach him a lesson". I found out what lesson that was very quickly. Anyway, he said that if I didn't come over to be taught this lesson, then he'd tell my relatives and all of my family members, apparently having photos of me all dressed up and strutting around in the backyard.

He wanted me stay over at his house for a few nights to be his young, tranny wife the next couple days. I was supposed to be dolled up by six in the morning in the clothes that he laid out for me the night before and had to make him breakfast, prepare his lunch, and have dinner ready for him when he got home from work (in addition to having the house cleaned and the laundry finished).

He said that if I was going to look like a woman, I'd have to be all wrapped up nicely in all the feminine things that a "proper woman" wears all day: panties, pantyhose, bra, dress, etc. (Clearly he, being thirty years older than me, had an old-fashioned conception of a woman). He even required that I make sure my "pussy" was kept wet all day, giving me a bottle of lubrication and a tampon in order to keep myself "decent and clean". I really didn't want to - a tampon? I did it anyway, since I didn't want anyone in my family to find out. In sum, he demanded that I dress up and look like a really young suburban housewife, from dress, hair, makeup, to clothes and underwear (even feminine hygiene!)

I made him breakfast and served him. He stared at me the whole time, as if he were inspecting me. I could tell he was pleased because of the large bulge in his slacks and the smile on his face. Throughout the day he called to check up on me to make sure I was acting according to our agreement. By the time the day was over, my legs and feet ached from being in high heels, my crotch was moist from being covered in panties and pantyhose, and my hole was juicy wet and feeling softly stuffed from having squirted a bunch of lube inside of it and kept it plugged up with a gently expanding tampon. 

I had dinner prepared for him that night. Afterward, I gave him a beer and proceeded to do the dishes. He came over after a few minutes and stood behind me. I was really nervous - even if I were really his wife, I'd, for one, be a virgin, and two, thirty years his junior! I thought he just wanted someone to cook and clean for him but oh, that wasn't the case. I had no idea that he wanted to, as he said, "consummate the marriage". He really wanted to show me what the consequences were of dressing up like a woman.

I could feel his hard shaft through his slacks against my dress and pantyhose-/panty-clad ass. I was really nervous! He slid up his hand under my dress, and reached into my pantyhose and panties from behind, and then pulled out the tampon, which was dripping with lubrication. He whispered "Good girl" in my ear. I turned around, nervous about what he was planning on doing to me. He then quickly said "Ah, ah, ah, I didn't say to turn around - you be a good wife now". He then pushed me down onto my knees and my face was right at the bulge in his slacks. He unzipped, at which point his huge, throbbing, pulsating cock sprung out. "Open your mouth, now. Be a good wife and open your mouth, open your..." My lips were trembling, and I opened. "That's a good girl. He then stuffed my mouth, and I could barely wrap my lips around it. My mouth was stretching at the corners, and I could feel the intense heat and throbbing of his shaft on my tongue, sliding down into my throat. He slowly slid his cock in and out, and told me to look up at him. "That's a good girl. See? This is what you have to do if you're going to insist on being a sissy-faggot. You understand?"

He pulled out his cock and stood me up. He made me rub more lube on his cock. My hands looked so small compared to his enormous cock. I couldn't believe how hot it felt in my hands, and how much it was throbbing. It looked like a sausage about to burst in its casing. Before I could even put away the lube, he grabbed me and ravaged my neck, roughly moving his hand up my dress and groping my ass like he wanted to spread it open. The whole time I could feel his hard, pulsating, dripping wet cock against my thighs and between my legs, at times jabbing into my stomach. He then threw me against the table, lifted my dress and slightly pulled down my panties and pantyhose, just enough to peel it open and expose my ass, which was squeezed together because of the waistband of the pantyhose and panties. He then firmly spread open my ass and exposed my "pussy", and I immediately felt the cool air against its wetness. He didn't take his time: he pressed the throbbing head of his cock against my pussy hole, stretching it ever so slightly. I was startled to feel his cock there - again, it felt so hot, and it felt like a ball was being pressed up against my butthole. He pressed harder and my hole stretched to engulf the head of his cock, wrapping very snugly around his shaft. He slid his cock right in and I immediately gasped and moaned out loud. My cock had been not entirely hard yet because I was so scared and nervous. But when he slid his huge, hard cock into my pussy, it was like it pushed all my insides into my cock, and, instantly, my cock became throbbing hard.

I moaned and said "please", and he whispered while pumping me slowly "no no, you need this  - you have to do this, you understand?" I bit my lower lip and moaned in incredible ecstasy. I had never new what it was to be not only fucked like a woman (at least as much as anyone like me could), but to be fucked into a woman. He said "Yeah, that's right, you want to be a little housewife? Well then, here's your first lesson". His strokes in and out of my hole were slow and steady, and they felt like the stroking of a violin: a smooth glide in and a smooth glide out with a seamless transition between the in and out.

He then started to pump me a little more quickly, grunting and grabbing my ass tighter, and pushing down on my lower back a little harder. I gripped the table, my mouth was agape, head slightly turned to his direction. I felt so dirty - filthy for not wanting it to stop. I felt my pussy stretching for his cock, and the scent of sex permeated the air. "Damn you're really tight, aren't you? Looks like I'm gonna have to do this nice and steady, just in and out" he would say. He lifted me and carried me to the couch. My hole was dripping with juice. He laid me on my back on the couch and continued to fuck me. 

"See, if you had a real pussy, I'd fuck that. But since you don't - since you're just a sissy fag - I'm fucking you in the only tight, stinky pussy you've got". He finally came inside me. With each ejaculating pump inside my hole, his cum would squirt out because his cock was so big and my hole was so tight. He then told me that I wasn't allowed to orgasm, that I had to remain 'wanting more' like any good housewife should. Then he ordered me to clean up all the sex juices.

But then while I was cleaning it up, he came back and fucked me more! I was on all fours wiping and cleaning the floor, and then the next thing I know he's grabbing me from behind, lifting up my dress, saying "That's it, honey, just stay like that and take care of me". All I could do was stay there, bent over, on my hands and knees, knees gently put together, head slightly turned towards him and up, mouth open.

It was like that all night, and the next day it was the same. Needless to say, I think I learned my lesson.

Airing Out

Tina thought that it would be fun for Tony to go to the cocktail party all dressed up as a woman. Tina thought that he had a very slim, feminine figure for it. Since it was supposed to be a formal affair, Tina gave him some nude pantyhose, some red satin panties, and a vibrantly red dress with matching satin heels. Tony became complete as Toni when Tina did Toni's hair, makeup, and completed it all by putting on her a sparkling collar necklace and matching earrings.

At the party, everyone was convinced that Toni was an elegant woman, and Tina and Toni were thrilled with their secret. Toni started to feel the sensual feeling of being so elegantly and femininely dressed up as a woman. The way her hosed feet slid into the heels, and the way the heels felt as she walked. The sheering and stretching of the pantyhose over her crotch, ass, and legs was amazing, and especially the way the dress rubbed against her hosed ass and legs.

At one point she became very hot, and she discovered first-hand that pantyhose does a great job at keeping you warm. Unfortunately, after being indoors at the party for a couple of hours, her crotch started getting very hot and wet. So, she walked over into the study, which was empty. She sat down on the leather couch and lifted her dress, spread her legs, felt the cool air wafting upon her pantyhosed crotch. It felt so good that she slid off her panties so the air could more directly cool her hosed crotch. It started to turn her on, and it was at that point that she realized that she wasn't alone in the room. There was a man sitting in the shadows, wearing a black suit and sipping on some brandy. She pretended not to see him, and continued to make a show for him, in a very sensual way. He got up, and came over to her. You know what happens next!

Too Feminine

When he told Tom that he crossdressed, Tom didn't believe it and just laughed. Tom wanted to see for himself if it were true. So, he dressed up and showed Janey to Tom. Tom couldn't believe his eyes. He told Janey that he looked too much like a hot woman that it was scary. Tom got confused, because he was totally straight, but he wanted to fuck Janey. He couldn't believe that under that skirt was a cock. He was excited.

Later that night, after a few drinks, his curiosity became total lust. Janey was too feminine to be a man, even if she had a cock. He started to become sexually forward, pushing his body against Janey and rubbing his crotch against her ass so she could feel how hard his shaft was through their clothes. She didn't say anything, but instead just bent over the chair and turned to look at him with total submission. He unzipped his pants, and pulled out his rock hard cock, pulsating so much it hurt. He lifted her skirt, and saw the tops of stockings. He could smell her tight pussy through her sheer panties, inviting him to squeeze in his hard shaft and pump it slowly with long, slow strokes in and out. He popped the head of his cock into her, and she moaned with pleasure. He couldn't believe how tight it was. She was way too womanly to be a man. He made love to her all night.

Confessions of a Straight Man

Dear ----,

I'd like to confess a recent encounter that I had that initially had me wondering about my sexuality. I should say from the outset that I am, consider myself to be, a straight man. I come from a liberal upbringing and have members within my extended family who are openly gay. They are fully accepted by the rest of the family, so if I were gay, I know that I would be the first to admit it.

Recently I was at an office costume party, which is customarily held every weekend before Halloween. I typically do not dress up, except for maybe a black mask that covers only my eyes. I do this to avoid the hassle and expense of buying an entire outfit, and for the reason that it makes it easier for me to go to the party straight out of my office: I just take out the mask from my drawer and I'm dressed for the party wearing the shirt, tie, and slacks I was wearing during the regular work hours.

I was having a somewhat dull time at the party until I saw someone who appeared to me to be a young woman who, like me, did not dress up in a costume. She was very attractive and looked incredibly sexy in her gray skirt suit. Her pencil skirt hugged her slender figure, and she appeared fairly tall for a woman, especially in her high heel pumps. I walked over and introduced myself, and she introduced herself as "Sam". When I heard her voice, I became a bit puzzled, because everything about her was screaming 'sexy woman', and her voice was somewhat androgynous. We chatted a little and she told me that she worked over in accounts receivable. I was surprised I had never seen her before, and when I expressed that to her, she said that that's probably because she's normally dressed in a suit just like me! I couldn't believe it - though I registered what she had said, I couldn't help but see her as an incredibly attractive woman. I then started to wonder if she would 'move' like a woman in bed as much as she looked like a woman at the party. I started to get hard, and there was a noticeable outline of my stiff shaft in my slacks. I couldn't stop thinking of what it would be like to feel her with my hands and to slide up her skirt. I wanted to know what she had under that pencil skirt, under those pantyhose, and what it would feel like to fuck her. I couldn't help it - my mind was going wild. I couldn't keep my eyes off her legs, and at one point I was able to get a good look at her ass. I was instantly mesmerized with lust.

She asked where I worked, and I pointed over to my office. I asked if she wanted to see it, and she hesitated a bit and said okay. We went into my office, with her going ahead of me. I couldn't keep my eyes off her ass, her hosed legs, and her waist and hair. I wanted to fuck her so bad my legs were trembling. I couldn't believe what I was thinking - what I was desiring! She walked in and I closed the the door behind us. We talked for a little bit and it turned out that she dressed regularly, but in private. I asked her if she had ever been with a man and she said no. I was surprised. Anyway, we talked like this for a little bit, and I was really turned  on throughout our conversation. I just couldn't keep my eyes off her and imagining hiking up her skirt and tearing through her pantyhose. The conversation trickled to a sort of light one, and she asked what I was doing on Halloween, which was a few days away. I wasn't doing anything, and so she invited me to another costume party in LA. I said that I'd go only if she was dressed like this. We both laughed (I was dead serious), and she said she'd try to dress 'like' it but not exactly the same outfit. I agreed, and we exchanged numbers.

The next few days I actually tried to look for her at the office, and couldn't figure out who she was! When Halloween night came, she called me and I went to pick her up. She was wearing an ivory dress that hugged her body nicely. It stopped at the knees. It wasn't tight, but it did stretch over her body when she'd bend and move. She looked super hot, and I couldn't get over her ass! She was dressed to the T: pearl necklace, a whitish/nude color hose, and heels that matched her outfit. The whole night at the party I must have been rock hard just staring at her. At one point she bent over for something and I was mesmerized by her ass: I was drawn to it and just wanted to fuck her so badly. I composed myself.

Later, I dropped her off and she asked if I wanted to come up. I nervously said yes and walked behind her up the stairs. That was in itself enough to make me cum all over in my pants: I could almost see up her skirt, her nylon thighs rubbing against each other, hear her heels hitting the stair with each step up, her ass moving back and forth as if to entice me to fuck it. In her apartment, we had some wine and talked for an hour. Eventually it turned to the party and then I found myself commenting on how great she looked. She was shy about it, but smiled and took the compliments graciously. She then said that it was clear that I liked the way she was dressed, and then She looked down at my crotch and probably saw that I was rock hard through the slacks. She was sitting there, smiling and biting her lower lip. An awkward silence filled the room, and I just looked at her up and down, and she stood there leaning against the table biting her lower lip. I was embarrassed but confessed that yes, I was quite excited by her.

She turned around and looked at the things on the table. I commented on how great she looked, and that's when she bent over with her legs together. Again, another awkward silence. She broke it by getting up and going over to the table to pour some wine. She was in clear view of me, and she bent slightly over the table so I got a good glimpse of her hosed legs, slightly parted, her dress stretching over and slowly slinking up her pantyhosed thighs and ass. I couldn't help myself. I walked over to her and pressed my crotch against her ass crack, which was visible through the skirt stretching over her ass. I slid my hands down her thin waist, and then to the arch of her lower back, and then down to her ass. Her ass was incredibly tight, and the synthetic stretch material of her skirt stretched over it and rubbed against her pantyhose covered ass. She said "Ummm, what are you doing?" and I just said 'i don't know'. She didn't stop me. Instead, she pushed back her ass into my crotch, and then turned around and walked around the table and sat down on an armchair. I walked over to her side, and my crotch was right at the level of her face. She rubbed my hard cock through the slacks, looked up at me with her mouth slightly agape, and that's when she unzipped my slacks and pulled out my throbbing cock. I saw the head of it pulsating, just inches from her mouth. She parted her lips and I couldn't help myself...I gently slid my cock down her throat. I couldnt' believe what was happening. She sucked on my cock like no other. I looked down at her taking my steady thrusts in and out of her mouth, sitting with her legs crossed. I just had to fuck her. I wanted to feel what it felt like to fuck her tight asshole. I could hear her sucking on my cock. This went on for a few minutes. I couldn't wait anymore, so I pulled her up, and I slid my hand up her legs and under her skirt. I felt her crotch and ass through her pantyhose. I told her that i wanted to fuck her. She just looked at me with her mouth slightly agape and still biting her lower lip. Then she propped one leg onto the chair, and I knelt down and started to lick her crotch through her pantyhose.

She told me again that she had never done this before, and she sounded nervous and excited. That's when I told her that I could really make her feel like a woman. She said that maybe we should wait, and I told her that she looks too good, and that anything that looks that good will instill the desire to fuck in anyone. She turned around as if to tell me that she understood what must happen if she's going to look that good dressed as a woman. She turned around and slightly bent over. One knee was on the arm of the chair, and the other leg was straight, holding her up from the floor. I bent her over the chair and she told me that she was a little nervous. I said I would stop if she wanted to, but she slowly shook her head and bit her lower lip again, as if to contain the excitement and nerves. She bent over and I started to probe her asshole with my tongue. I could see her cock and ballsack pressed against her crotch from the tight pantyhose she was wearing. I could taste and smell her asshole, and it wanted me to slide my cock into it and pump it nice and slow with long, slow and steady strides in and out. The smell is what really drove me crazy - it was taboo, it was hot raunchy sex I was about to undertake: I wanted to fuck her in her tight asshole and she was willing to let me do it.

I pulled down her pantyhose just below her ass and continued to lick her hole. That's when I noticed that she was rock hard too. Pulling down her pantyhose just below her crotch made her hard cock spring out. That drove me crazy, and I felt sexually excited and also the need to be more of a man - perhaps to make up for feeling like I've been so sexually seduced by such a girly boy. I got up and she turned her head to look at me. I positioned the head of my cock against her anus and pressed lightly. I gently pushed her against the back of the armchair. I couldn't help myself, and then she said "wait..." and right then I pushed enough for the head of my cock to penetrate her hole. She let out a moan, and I could feel her ass trembling as my throbbing hard cock glided into her incredibly tight butthole. It was incredible: super tight and warm, and really wet. I slid it in and out, and I couldn't believe how tight it was. Everything was incredible, and I have to say that it started to smell like hot anal sex, and I began to tremble with anticipation and excitement. The sounds, the sights, the smells, and the feeling was all just wrapped into an incredibly hot, sexy experience. I could hear her moaning with every thrust. I saw our reflection in the window: her pantyhose legs, long, propping up her hot body, bent over my desk, her hard cock bouncing up and down with each thrust I made into her.I could see my cock sliding in and out, and it was so tight it almost hurt a little. It was so tight that I could see the rim of her hole go in an out as it hugged my shaft. I could see that my slacks were wet around the zipper hole. I tried to pace myself, but even though I pumped her slow and nice, with long slow strides in and out, I was about to cum. And I did. At first I came inside of her, then I pulled out in mid-squirt and came on her ass and pantyhose. I couldn't believe the intense feeling. That night when I went home, I kept wanting to smell her ass juice on my cock, and I must have masturbated about five times when I got home, getting excited just by her smell and the memory of her tight body and even tighter ass pussy.

Anyway, we still continue to meet from time to time. I don't even really notice her when she's dressed normally at work. But boy when she gets all dolled up, I just can't wait to fuck her.

Thanks for these stories - I hope this story shows my gratitude for them.

Straight Man

After Work

After work at the office, Ben and I came over to my place to unwind. He began talking about how he loved to see women all dolled up in pantyhose, heels, and a sexy outfit, and complaining how women nowadays don't dress up the way they used to in the professional environment. The way he was talking about all of this made me think that maybe all he was into was a sort of man's traditional understanding of what femininity should look like in a woman. I was interested because I had been into dressing up in pantyhose, heels, and sexy outfits for years, but always in secret. I've always wanted to come out and present myself to someone all dolled-up to see what they thought. I started to think that this may be an opportunity to do so.

"It seems like you're just into a certain feminine look, Ben," I said to him, with a little hesitation. He looked at me curiously, and responded "What do you mean by that?"

"Well, it seems that it doesn't matter who you're talking about as long as the 'who' is wearing pantyhose, heels, and some sexy outfit, am I right?"

He looked at me like I'm crazy and retorted "Are you insane? You're telling me that It wouldn't matter if it was a guy or a girl under the clothes? Hell it doesn't! I'd be disgusted if it were a guy under there!"

Right then, I saw an opportunity, and I took it. "Okay, how much do you want to make a bet? I'll bet you a hundred bucks that if I got all dolled up and looked feminine and sexy, then you'd find yourself attracted to my look." I knew he was uncomfortable with the thought of being with anything that had a penis, so I qualified my statement: "You won't be attracted to me, but you'll find the look attractive."

"Seriously? A hundred bucks? If I have your word, let's do it!" He was laughing, and thought that I was kidding. I told him I had a bag of clothes and other feminine stuff that my ex-girlfriend left hidden away in a closet, and proceeded upstairs.

"Wait, you're serious?" he asked, completely surprised.

I became nervous, but incredibly excited, and responded, "Yeah, I can use the money for bills!"

So, I went upstairs while he waited downstairs. My body was already smooth, and my hair was already naturally long. So, I stripped down. I was incredibly excited - and immediately I became hard as I opened the bag of feminine goodies. I didn't know what to expect, but I prepared for the best! I squirted a little sex lubricant inside of my hole, and then slid on some black panties. My toes were already painted red, but not my hands. I decided to do that last.

I remembered he complained that no woman ever wore nude pantyhose anymore, so I slipped carefully into a pair of nude pantyhose. It felt incredibly exhilarating feeling the hose slide and stretch up my legs, knowing that my nylon clad legs would be seen by him. After pulling it up to my waist, I felt it sheering all over my ass and crotch, and it felt wonderful and sexy hugging me all over. I then put on my breast forms and bra, and then slipped on a silk cream blouse. I decided that a sexy office suit would be appropriate with a short black skirt. After all, he always loved to see sexy lawyers clad in hose and wearing heels, with a sexy skirt suit to boot. The feeling of the black skirt sliding up my pantyhose covered legs, and then stretching over my thighs and hugging my ass as it completed its journey up my legs. I slid into some black high heels pumps, and I indulged in the feeling of my foot easily slipping into them from being encased in hose. I then did my make-up and hair, and looked in the mirror. I was turned on by what I saw, and I became incredibly excited and nervous at the same time, for I was about to show myself for the first time.

"Are you ready? Man, you're taking a long time. Is this some sort of stupid joke?" he called out from downstairs.

"I'm coming down. Now, you have to be totally honest about how you feel."

I walked down, and the first thing that appeared in his field of vision was my legs propped up on heels and clad in pantyhose walking down the stairs. "Holy shit - you were serious!"

I came down, and stood about ten feet in front of him. "What do you think?"

He got up and couldn't believe that it was me he was seeing. He kept looking me up and down, and circling me, mostly looking and staring at my legs and ass. "So, you find yourself attracted to my look?"

When I asked that, he became a little uncomfortable. "You kidding? Of course not!" Despite what he said, I could see that he was sweating a little. So I started to walk to the kitchen to get a drink, and told him that I'm certain that he will, and that he hasn't won the bet until the night was over. As I walked into the kitchen, I saw in the reflection of the window that he was checking out my legs and ass. I walked over to the refrigerator and looked inside, bending over with my legs together and straight. He was silent, but I know that he was staring. I turned around, and caught his eyes looking down, and his mouth was open. I walked over and handed him a beer. He took it and looked at me and my breasts. "Man, this is weird." He then gave a nervous laugh.

"This isn't turning you on?" I asked. "No", he replied nervously. I sat down on the stool in front of him, and crossed my legs. "This?" He shook his head. I got off the stool, and slowly hiked up my skirt to reveal my pantyhose covered legs. "How about this?" He was sweating, but he shook his head "Definitely not". I then walked over to the couch and bent over in front of him, "how about this?" He shook his head. I started to hike up my skirt, and he still shook his head.

I then walked over to him, took his hand, and placed it on my pantyhose covered leg, and moved it up. As I moved his hand up my skirt, he took it away and gasped "It's not working". But he didn't move away. I turned around, and then bent over, propping myself against the arm of the couch. I pinned him against the wall with my ass at his crotch, and asked "what about this?" He didn't say anything. I could feel that he was throbbing hard. His cock was a throbbing shaft, and I never thought a cock could be so hard. It was perfectly lined up with the crack of my ass, and I could feel it throbbing even though he still had on his slacks and I still had on my skirt, hose and panties.

I turned around and held his collar, "It's okay, I knew I would win". He didn't say anything. He was still sweating. He then grabbed me and pulled me closer to him. He started smelling my hair and perfume scented neck, and then started ravaging me. I then felt his hand on my shoulder, pressing down. So I got down on my knees and stared up at him. He was overcome with lust. I unzipped his slacks, and pulled out his throbbing cock. It was huge, and it kind of scared me. I placed my hands on his lap, and his cock was right in front of my mouth. He placed his hand on the back of my head, and slowly nudged it down to his cock. I relented and slowly engulfed his throbbing shaft. He let out a long, sustained grown. He moved his throbbing cock in and out of my mouth, and I could feel the head of it throbbing when it reached the back of my throat. I wiggled my tongue along the underside of the shaft with every slide in and out. This went on for a few minutes until he pulled me up gently and said "I really need something tighter."

I turned around and spread my legs a little. I could feel the pantyhose stretching over my ass and thighs. I arched my back, and thereby propped my ass up towards him, ready to receive. He slid up the skirt and felt my pantyhose ass and crotch with his hands. "I can't believe I'm doing this" he said, with a quiver of lustful excitement in his voice. He then started to probe my hole through the pantyhose and panties. I felt his tongue stretch the hose and touch my tight hole. He got up impatiently and said "I need to slip it in". He pulled my pantyhose down and pushed aside my panties, and positioned the head of his gorged cock against my hole. He hesitated, not knowing if he wanted to penetrate me. I helped him by slowly pushing back against his cock. My hole slowly stretched over the head of his cock, hugging it. It hurt at first, but then the head popped in, and the shaft of his cock slid into my hole easily. We both moaned in utter pleasure. He started to pump me with long slow strides in and out. The bottom of his cock was lightly rubbing the top of my pantyhose, which were pulled own slightly over my ass.

"Ohh, it's so damn tight" he said, fucking my tight hole. The room filled with the scent of tranny sex as we moaned with pleasure and he fucked me the only way I could be fucked. We moved onto the couch and tried all sorts of positions, but I kept my clothes and hose on, because he liked it that way. He sat down on the couch, and I positioned myself above him, slowly sitting down on his still-throbbing cock, now glistening with his pre-cum and my anal juices from the lube. He held my ass, spread the cheeks, and lowered me onto his cock. I felt his shaft slide inside and fill me.

He then laid me on my back on the table, raised my legs in the air with his hands grabbing my ankles, and slid his cock into me while he stood. He was getting impatient. He fucked me, and he was taking his time. Needless to say, I won the bet.

New Friend, Old Friend

Ron and I were friends for a few years. We met through work and hit it off immediately as a result of common interests. I didn't have many friends, so I really did appreciate our friendship.

One day he came over to my apartment to help me fix my computer. As he was going through the file system, he came across a picture of me all dolled up in pantyhose, high heel pumps, and a skirt-suit. I was really embarrassed because I hadn't told anyone about my crossdressing, let alone my only friend.

He said "Wow, who's this? Is this an old flame? She's hot!" I blushed. While I could have lied and said it wasn't me, I didn't want to, especially since I really valued him as a friend and didn't want to be dishonest. So, I told him that it was actually me. He looked up at me, and then back at the picture, and asked "Are you serious?" I told him how I've been crossdressing for years in private. I thought we would be nonplussed and surprised, but he wasn't. Instead he seemed curious.

He asked about the dressing and I answered all of his questions. He then said that there was no way that I could be the 'girl' in the picture, and then asked me to prove it. I went in the bedroom, and for an hour, got dressed up. I put on black pantyhose, black bra with my breast forms, a charcoal fitted mini-dress, and black high heel pumps. I did my make-up and fixed my hair, and then emerged from my bedroom in my femme self. He smiled big and said "wow, you look awesome!". I blushed again and thanked him for the compliment.

He got up and circled me, and said I looked great again. He suggested that I stay all dressed up for the rest of the night. We went to our favorite sports bar and he pretended that I was his date for the night. All the men were staring at my legs and ass, and smiling at me. I think he liked the attention that I got, because he made sure they knew that I was supposed to be with him. After a few drinks, I felt his hand on my knee, and then I felt it slide up my hosed thigh, his fingertips touching the hem of my fitted mini-dress right at the upper thigh. He asked "You really look a lot like a real woman - do you know how much?" I shook my head. He took my hand and then slid it under the table and onto his crotch. I could feel a huge, hard shaft pulsating under his slacks. I was really turned on. I never felt this way towards a man before, but then again I never felt so much like a woman before either - that feeling would reach its ultimate climax later that night, little did I know.

We took a taxi back to my place. I walked up the stairs in front of him, and I could feel my tight dress sliding up the sides of my thighs and hips, the pantyhose sheering over my ass and crotch. By that time, after wearing pantyhose all night, and with being so turned on, my crotch was wet. I heard my heels on the stairs, and I purposely stuck my ass out a little, and walked up with a flirty saunter in the hips. I knew he was staring at my ass and legs. He reached up and felt my ass and gave it a nice grab. It startled me and I softly said "hey!". He smiled and laughed.

When I was trying to open the door to my apartment, I bent over slightly to slide the key in, and he came up behind me and pressed his crotch against my ass. I heard him groan "mmmmmm". I could feel his cock completely swollen under his slacks, and it was pressed up against between my ass cheeks, which was slightly visible due to the tightness of the dress I was wearing. He felt up my pantyhose legs and asked "Do you also taste like a woman down there?"

I then said "Ron, what do you think you're doing?", with a slightly flirty tone. He kneeled down behind me and hiked up my dress to expose my pantyhose covered ass. He pushed against my back with one hand, and with the other gently held my knees, making me bend over only at the waist, with my legs straight and my lower back curved to push out my ass. He smelled me and said I smelled like a woman ready for naughty sex. I told him he had too much to drink, and then he started to probe my crotch and butthole through the pantyhose, using his hands to spread my ass and caress my thighs.

I closed my eyes and moaned with sexual pleasure. He got up. and then we went into my apartment. I placed my purse and keys on the counter, and when I turned around, he was right in front of me smiling. He held me by the waist, and gently pushed me down onto my knees and said "I'll really make you feel like a woman tonight". I was then face to face with his crotch, staring at his zipped up slacks, with a tremendous bulge. "Unzip it and gently take it out". I unzipped his pants, and slid out his cock through the hole. I pulled gently on the shaft, and when it found the hole, it sprung out. I couldn't believe how big he was. It was huge, and it was incredibly hard - so much so that the shaft and head of his cock was throbbing and pulsating. "Now put it in your mouth gently." I did, and he moved my head gently with his hands, making me take his shaft in and out of my mouth with my lips stretched around it. Juices consisting of my saliva and his precum dribbled down the sides of my mouth and down my chin.

He moaned, and started to move his cock in and out of my mouth a little faster, like was getting impatient. He then looked down and pulled me up rather quickly. He took me by one arm and threw me against the back of the couch so that I was bent over, with my hands on the couch holding me up, and my crotch against the back of the couch. I let out a startle, and he came over and hiked up my skirt and pulled my pantyhose down enough to expose my asshole. He probed my hole with his tongue, and then got up. I felt his cock between my ass, the head of it throbbing right above my hole. "Let's see if you can be fucked like a real woman." I said "Wait, Ron, please...". He cut me off, saying "No waiting - if you're gonna look this much like a hot woman, get ready to be fucked like one...". "But..." I said, wanted to express my concern about never being taken in the ass before. "But what?" he asked, "I'm gonna fuck you like the woman you look like, and since you don't have a realy pussy, I'm gonna pump you in the only hole that you have." He slid it down and it found itself snuggly on the outside of my hole. He then pushed and slide his cock into me and let out a moan. "ooooh, that's real tight." He then just started fucking me, first with just small thrusts with just the head of his cock, to tease me and to tease his cock, and then finally with long strokes in and out. I moaned in ecstasy, and he said "You like being fucked like a woman, don't you. I always knew you were a little sissy faggot."

He ravaged me for hours that night. He kept telling me how good it felt putting his cock inside me, about how snug and tight it was, and how he loved feeling his balls touch mine and seeing my hard stick wave up and down in synchrony with his thrusts in and out of me. That night, an old friend became a new friend, both him and me.

At The Office

One day at work I noticed that the history on my web browser had some tranny porn sites. I was surprised because I don't look at tranny porn or any porn while at work. I stood up from my cubicle and looked around to see if anyone was looking. Nobody. I erased the history and went about my business. The next day the same thing happened. I was really curious who was looking at tranny porn at my desk. Did someone know that I sometimes wear pantyhose under my slacks? Does someone know that I am a secret crossdresser? I was ridden with anxious excitement and curiosity.

The next day was a Friday, and so I knew for certain that nobody would be at the office after hours. I fantasized about being dressed up all sexy at my desk late at night. I was trembling a little because I was so nervous and excited by the thought. I've never dressed outside of my apartment before. Finally, I decided to do it. It was my fantasy to be dressed like a sexy professional woman at the office. Maybe I can pretend to be taken in the copy room.

I wore pantyhose to work on Friday. When everyone left, I went to the ladies' room with a small bag filled with my stuff. I stripped down naked and then I painted my nails red. Lucky for me my legs were naturally smooth, so I slipped on a pair of pantyhose, then bra with some silicon breast forms, and then put on a very sexy skirt suit that consisted of a fitted stretchy gray mini-skirt, a tight turtleneck white top that was long-sleeved, and a fitted blazer that matched the skirt. I put on my earrings and necklace, and bracelet. I then put on my make-up and did my hair. I looked in the mirror and I was turned on by what I saw: a very sexy looking professional woman. I checked myself, and then packed my purse with lipstick, eyeliner, and then powder. I walked out of the restroom and it felt so exciting to feel my heels clacking on the tile floor and echoing in the room and even in the halls. I went to my cubicle and sat at the computer. I did some work, printed out some documents, etc.

I then walked over to the copy room to get my printouts. As I stood there looking at them, I heard the elevator ding and then open. Anxiety and worry rushed over me, because the copy room entrance was right next to the elevator hall. I heard something roll out of the elevator and down the short hall into the room right outside the copy room. A man came into the copy room and was about to turn off the light when he saw me. "Oh, hi. Sorry, I didn't know anyone was here". During most of his speaking, he was staring at my pantyhose legs. I stood there silent because I was scared. I didn't want to give myself away for sure with my voice. The night custodian has caught me! "I'm John - the custodian for these offices". I mustered up some courage and said to him softly "I'm Samantha". He looked at me and a grin came on his face. "Pleased to meet you Samantha". I realized that he knew that I was crossdressed, so I fumbled to make up some story. He said "No, it's okay, I'm totally fine with this" with a smile on his face, while walking towards me. "Can I get a look at you?" I nodded and slowly turned around 360 degrees. "Wow, you look great - and your body is very feminine". I was only 5'7" and weighed 115 lbs., and I was excited that he liked what he saw.

I realized then that he was probably the one that was looking at tranny porn on my computer. He could tell I was nervous so he was very gentle with how he interacted with me. He told me that I looked like a sexy woman, and that any man would be lucky to have me. He asked me to turn around again and so I did. He then asked me to bend over and put my hands on the small cutting table next to the copy machine. I was really nervous, but I did as he asked. I looked over at the glass wall and through its reflection I could see that he was checking me out while rubbing his manhood through his pants. I got scared and turned around and he came over to me and said "it's okay, I'm just admiring you". He put his hands on my shoulders and I looked down at his crotch and could tell he was really hard. I became instantly excited, and I don't know why but knowing that he was turned on by looking at my ass made me tingle with sexual excitement. I couldn't believe it - I never was with a man before.

He stepped back and he just continued to stare at me - my legs, my body, my face. He broke the silence finally started asking me questions: how long I've been dressing, whether I've ever gone out, whether I've ever been with a man, if I was curious, etc. When I said that I was kind of curious, he just looked at me silently. He stepped closer and asked if I knew how much I turned him on. I said "no" and then he unzipped his pants and pulled out his hard, pulsating shaft. My lipstick lips parted a little from my total surprise - I've never seen another man's hard penis before, and I couldn't believe that it was hard for me.

He came over to me and I didn't have to say a word. He gently guided me down on my knees and showed me what it meant to be his woman. He slid his shaft into my mouth and told me that I was doing a great job, and that I was such a sexy woman. He kept staring at our reflection in the glass. We spent a few hours in the office that night and he was gentle with me, and I felt so much like a woman - like I've never felt before. He would gently lean me against the copy machine and have me bend over with my back arched. He felt my pantyhosed but under the skirt and I felt so vulnerable but so turned on. He then positioned himself behind me and told me that I would now really feel like the sexy woman I was trying to be. I stood up and said softly "but I'm not sure if..." and he interrupted me and quietted me and told me that if I wanted to dress and look like such a sexy woman, then I would have to be taken like one. So I bent over again. I was scared but so excited. I asked him what he was going to do and he said that he would gently put it inside me. He had some lube that he used to masturbate with while watching tranny porn. He poured it on his shaft and oiled it up, and then he tore a small hole in my pantyhose and pressed the bottle against my trannyhole and squirted some lube inside me. He then positioned himself behind me and pressed the head of his shaft against my tight hole. I tightened up and he told me that he wouldn't hurt me, that he just wanted me to feel like a woman, and wanted to feel me as a woman. He pressed harder, and then it popped in and penetrated my tight hole. He slid his huge throbbing manhood in and out of me and I was quivering. My legs started shaking. My head cocked back and my mouth was open. I was at first moaning with a little pain, and then it quickly turned to a moaning of incredible ecstasy. I could feel his balls bouncing at the bottom of my pantyhose covered balls. I could feel it and hear it sliding in and out. We did this for hours, in the copy room, at my desk, on the chair, in the board room. By the time we finished my pantyhose was wet with the lube and his cum, and when I went home, I went home dressed because I felt for the first time like a total woman. When I walked to the elevator, my hole a little sore, but really wet. I could feel his man juices leaking out of my tight hole. He said that he wanted to do it again, to take me and make me his woman, his sexy secretary, and show me what it feels like to be a woman with a man. I was looking forward to next Friday.

Neighbor

One day I was in my patio and I saw my neighbor sitting in his patio. We greeted each other and I asked how he was doing. He wasn't very happy because his wife had left him a few months ago. I told him that I was sorry to hear of the news. Eventually, I came over to his house to talk more. He told me that his wife left all her stuff behind and just up and left with another man.

I felt bad for him, but I was curious about what she had left behind. I was always curious about dressing in women's clothes. I asked him what he was going to do with her clothes and he said that they were in trash bags next to the door leading into the garage. I looked over at the garage door and saw the bags. I told him I could get rid of them for him and he said that that would be great.

He asked if I wanted to go to the movies and I said sure. The movie started in two hours, so I went back to my apartment with the bags. I had a little under two hours, so I decided to try on some of the clothes. I slipped out of clothes and slipped into some nude pantyhose and an ivory skirt suit. I slid my hosed feet into the high heels. I found some of make-up in the bag and put some on. I've had some experience putting on make-up on my sister, so I was able to do a pretty good job on myself. My hair is naturally long so I just curled it a little. I walked around the house and felt very sexy.

Right then I heard someone knocking at the door and I was scared. It was my neighbor. He was early! I told him that I had to get dressed. He said "That's ok. I saw you through the window - I know". I opened the door, very nervous, and he stepped in. He looked at me and said "Wow, you look great - those clothes fit you really good". He asked if I would go out to the movies dressed up like that. I was nervous but I said ok. He first took me to get some dinner, and he kept looking at me and was saying that he was amazed how much I looked like a woman. He would stare at my legs, my butt, and all over. After a glass of wine, he became a little flirty and started to treat me more like a woman, taking me in his arm and walking me out of the restaurant. During the movie, he put his hand on my knee and gently rubbed my nylon leg. I was really excited. We went back home and he asked if he could come in. We shared a few drinks while we sat at the couch. He asked me how long I was dressing and I told him that this was really the first time. He then asked if I was ever with a man, and I told him no. He looked at me and then asked if I ever fantasized about being with a man while dressed up like a woman. I was a bit embarrassed, and I told him that sometimes I did. The conversation went on like this for around twenty more minutes. His eyes most of the time were down at my crossed legs, but strangely I was liking it and feeling excited by it.

He stood up and came over in front of me while I was still sitting. His crotch was in front of me and he just stood there stretching, and said thanked me for being his sexy date for the night. We both laughed a little. There was a bit of an awkward silence, and he was looking down at me. I was looking down at his shoes, and then I looked up at his crotch and noticed a big bulge. I looked up at him and he smiled. Still sitting on the couch, I leaned over and put my hand gently on the bulge and looked up at him again. He smiled and closed his eyes, and then opened them. I could feel his manhood pulsating under his slacks. I was nervous and excited all at once. I thought about how the hardness I was feeling under his slacks could end up sliding in and out of my pantyhose covered bum that was sitting on this couch - the pantyhose covered bum that he was staring at all night.

I unzipped his slacks and reached in. I felt his shaft and it was really hard and really hot with it being all gorged. It was slightly bent in the pants, and I pulled it out of the zipper hole of his slacks. It sprung out straight and I started to stroke it. He said his wife never got that close to his manhood with her mouth. I then put my lips around the head of it, and I could taste him. He put his hands on my head, and then to my surprise he slowly moved forward and slid his shaft into my mouth. We did this for a few minutes, and then leaned me back onto the couch and then lifted my legs over his shoulder. He could see under my skirt now and saw that I was getting hard under my pantyhose. He asked if he could be my first. My red lips were still wet from his leaked juices, and I slightly nodded, scared that it would hurt. He tore a hole into my pantyhose, pushed my legs apart, and I slid down the couch and was now fully on my back, ready to receive him. I felt the strength of his arms grabbing my ankles as he held them with my legs spread. I could feel the cool air blowing against my exposed hole. He rubbed the tip of his wet cock against the hole and then slowly slid it in and out. It hurt at first but then it was heaven. We both moaned as he took me as a woman. I was surprised how easily it slid in and out. He was pretty well endowed, so I could feel him stretching my hole and going deep inside me. Each time he slid his shaft deep into me, I felt the tip of my cock swell, as if each thrust of his cock was pumping incredible pleasure into mine.

We did this all night, and he thanked me for helping him through such a rough time in his life. From then on, we became the best of neighbors!

School Friend Outing

When I was in high school I wasn't very popular. In fact, I was quite a loner. I had a few friends from the place I worked after school, but I usually chose to be alone when I wasn't working or in school. My escape from the loneliness of high school was to dress up like a woman in the few clothes I was able to buy with the money I saved up from working.

Sometimes, I liked to wear panties and pantyhose under my clothes when I went to school. One time my parents left for two weeks to go on a trip to Europe. So I had the whole house to myself. I decided to dress underneath my regular clothes in panties and pantyhose and go to school. Everything was great until an older class boy was sitting behind me in my math class, Jim, leaned over and asked me in a whisper if I was wearing pantyhose. I was nervous, but finally said "yes". He just said "nice" and didn't say anything else after that. I was scared that he would tell the other boys, since he was a jock and quite popular.

When I went home I put myself together, even putting some subtle curls in my naturally long hair. But when I came out of the bathroom, the doorbell rung. It was Jim. He said that he was curious about why I dressed up and just wanted to talk. I let him in and told him that I'll get dressed. He asked me to dress up for him because he always wondered why some boys dressed as girls.

I got dressed, put on my makeup, and made my naturally long hair. I came down and he looked at me and was really surprised. He said "Wow, you look like a girl". I just smiled. He asked me to walk around in front of him to see if I walked like a girl. He kept looking at my legs and my butt, and asked if I was wearing pantyhose. I told him I was.

I turned on the TV and he said to turn it to the sports channel. He said he wanted to watch the game, but that it would be fun if I pretended I was his girlfriend. He asked me to get him a drink and I did. We were having a lot of fun. I got up to pick up the empty glasses. Not really being aware, I bent over slightly in front of him to pick up the glasses and I heard him say "woah". I asked him what was wrong, and he told me that my skirt hiked up a little when I bent over, and stretched over my ass. He said I had a really nice butt and laughed. I was then surprised to notice that there was a growing bulge under his workout shorts. When I went to the kitchen and put the glasses in the sink, I was surprised to find him behind me.

He asked if I liked dressing like a woman and I said I did. Then he asked if I would ever like to feel like a girl. I didn't know what he meant, so I asked him what he means by feeling like a girl. He came over to me and then started to show what he meant. He kissed me and moved his hands all over my ass, and then under the skirt. He bent me over the counter and continued to kiss me from behind. I bent over some more and he knew that I understood his question, and that the answer was yes. He put his hand under my skirt and rubbed my crotch through the cotton gusset of my pantyhose. "You really look like a girl, and I bet you really feel like one too". He rubbed against me with his crotch and I could feel that he was really hard. "Are you sure you don't have a pussy under here?" he asked. I told him that I have something he could slide his manhood into, but that it's probably really tight since it's never been penetrated before. He tore a hole in my hose and I bent over even more so that I can really receive him. He positioned himself and pressed the head of his throbbing manhood against my hole. He said "Wow, it's really wet" and I told him that I put some lube there while I was getting dressed. The head popped into me and he slid in and out slow. I felt like a girl, and I really liked the way it felt. I felt so femininely vulnerable in the position I was in. It first hurt when he first put it in but it felt really good after that. I could feel him pumping in and out, deep inside my tight hole. He told me it felt better than a real pussy, and smelt better too.

The next two weeks, he came over every day after school and I tried on outfits for him. He continued to make me feel like a real girl, the way he would handle me. It was one of the best two weeks of my life.

Fantasy 1

We meet in a hotel room. You come in and we're both a little nervous. You're dressed in business attire, and I'm wearing a sexy skirt suit with pantyhose, heels, etc. We plan not on having actual intercourse, but just a little chat and maybe some touching fun. You come in and sit down. I offer you a glass a wine, and you say that you'll have a little. You sit down on the chair, and I sit opposite you at the table. We chit chat a little, and I tell you that it's okay for you to look at me, and that the 'eye contact' rule doesn't quite apply here. So you gladly look me up and down with slightly nervous but eager and lustful eyes.

I ask if there's anything I can do, and you ask me to stand up. I slowly stand up, and pull my skirt down a bit, since it was sliding up when I was sitting down on the chair. I can feel my pantyhose stretching over my legs and sheering around my crotch, and the skirt, too tight, is stretching over my pantyhose ass underneath. You ask me to turn around for you, and I do, slowly. You look at my hose clad legs propped up on high heels, and see my ass through the tight skirt stretching over it.

I ask you if you want more wine, and you say 'sure'. So I come over and get your glass, at which point you place your hand on my ass and move it downwards, gliding over the back of my thighs. As you're about to move upwards under my skirt, I walk away to the bottle of wine, which is sitting on the desk away from the table at which we're sitting. I bend over slightly to pour the wine, and you watch me. I can feel your lustful eyes all over my ass and my pantyhosed legs. You see the skirt hiking up a little, and you get turned on. You get up and walk over to me, and press against my ass. I can feel your cock getting hard through our clothes. I push my ass a little against your crotch, and your hard shaft comes to be positioned along the crack of my ass. We're doing this gently through the clothes. You tell me how much you want to fuck me. I ask if you really want to put your throbbing cock into my tight asshole and you moan 'mm-hmm' with obvious lust.

I turn around and go to the bed, and sit down at the foot of it, facing you as you're standing by the wine. I slowly spread my legs and hike up my skirt. You see my crotch through the pantyhose, and you can see my hard cock pressed down by the hose against me. I pull them down, and you see shapely nylon legs in heels spread out, the pantyhose pullled down a little to reveal a hard throbbing cock in-between. I see a huge bulge throbbing under the crotch of your pants. I pull my pantyhose back up and pull down my skirt, and reposition myself in a 'professional' way. I'm sitting on the edge of the bed with my legs together, in a 'proper' fashion, and you come over to me and stand in front of me, your bulging crotch right at my face. I look up at you and I rub your cock throgh your slacks, still sitting at the edge of the bed.

"Do you really want to fuck my tight tranny hole?" I ask you, looking up at you and still rubbing your cock through your slacks. You pull out some condoms from your pocket and say "I wouldnt' have brought these if I didn't want to". I unzip your slacks slowly, without unbuckling them. I reach in and pull out your hot cock, which is throbbing at this point. It's now completely sticking out of your slacks totally erect, pulsating and forming pre-cum at the tip. I take the condom, tear it open, and unroll the condom down your shaft methodically and slowly. I then look up at you while you are standing, and I grab your throbbing cock at its base, open my mouth, and slide it into my mouth. My mouth is small so my ruby red lips are stretched around your cock. You feel the wet and warm feeling of my mouth, and my lips pressing and stretching around the head of your cock. You slide it in half way, slowly - in, then out. You repeat, slowly, with broad strokes, in and out of my mouth. You look at the mirror and you can see yourself standing, and me sitting in front of you, and your cock sliding in and out of my mouth.

My legs are still pressed together, but there is a noticeabl bulge between my legs. You put your head back and continue to slide your cock in and out of my mouth. Then you pull out, and we both realize that we've crossed some boundaries. I look up at you and reach over to my purse. I pull out some sex lube and pour it on your cock and rub it all over it. My finger tips gliding on it and spreading the lube over your shaft drives you nuts. I get on all fours at the edge of the bed, ready to receive you. You hike up my skirt slowly, and then you expose my pantyhose covered ass. You tear a hole at the crotch of my pantyhose, exposing my tight hole and my throbbing tranny stick. Immediately you smell perfume, and the scent of the dirty sex you're about to do with a tranny. You pour some lube onto my hole, and it drips down from my asshole and down my tranny cock and balls. It glistens, inviting you to slip it in. You position yourself behind me, and then place the head of your cock against my asshole. My hole is incredibly wet, and incredibly small for your cock. You're not sure if it will fit. You then press it in, slowly, and watch it disappear into it as I moan. You see my hole stretch around the head of your cock, and then the head pops in. You feel my asshole, incredibly warm and incredibly tight around your cock. It's incredible and even a tad painful because it's so tight.

The head of your cock slowly pops inside me, and then you slide it in slowly. As you do so, my cock throbs uncontrollably and gets even harder. Again, you go in and out slowly, with nice long broad strokes of the shaft: in and out, in and out. You look over at the mirror, and you can see me doggy style, your cock going in and out, and my cock between my legs hard and bouncing up and down with each inward glide of your cock into my asshole. You can feel your balls gently bouncing against my tranny balls with slide inward. You can't believe how tight it is, and I can't believe how hard I am from being fucked. I could cum from your fucking my hole. You turn me over on my back and spread my legs. You push them slightly back so my ass raises upward. You position your cock at my tight hole, and again slide it in: popping in the head first and then the whole length of your shaft. You look down at my spread legs, covered in pantyhose that's been torn through by you at the crotch. YOu see see me grabbing my thighs to spread my legs open for you and to receive your cock even deeply in me. I can feel you going in and out of me. You can see my hard cock just above your shaft going in and out of my tranny hole.

We then proceed over the table and you bend me over a chair. I straighten out my legs and spread my legs slightly. You continue to fuck me from behind, both of us now standing. I'm moaning in ecstasy and your going wild with sexual excitement. You are about to cum, and you move a little faster, and then make long, slow strokes in and out of my tight asshole. You grab me by my waist as I'm bent over, and you cum, with incredible bursts of cum with each glide inwards. You cum so much it leaks out of the condom at the base of your cock and dribbles down our legs. You pull out and your legs are weak from your orgasm. You see that I've got cum all over my hosed legs and high heels because I came too from your slow, deep pumpings of my asshole. When you leave, you're satisfied and your cock aches a little from having fucked such a tight hole, and it ahs the taboo smell of hot sex with tgirl.

A Meeting To Cum For

There's been a man who has been really wanting to meet me. Again, I typically don't meet men but this one was particularly into pantyhose tgirls. Since I'm really into wearing pantyhose, I thought that this man might be fun to meet. It's one thing to meet a man who is into tgirls, but it's really quite another, I think, to meet one that appreciates pantyhose clad legs as much as I!

Anyway, after almost a year of correspondence, I decided to meet this man. Partly I decided to meet him because I had met him before at a t-club a couple years back. I had no idea at that time that he had a thing for tgirls in pantyhose. It was not until he sent me a picture that I recognized him. He is an older man, which is a plus in my book, since I would prefer meeting older men on the rare occasions I do meet them. (There have been a few exceptions ;)).

I dressed in a long-sleeve turtle-neck tube-dress, asphalt gray in color. It fits very tight and it is a very short dress. I wore black sheer-to-waist pantyhose (with no panties ;)), black open-toe ankle-strap high heels, and a black fitted blazer. The clothes fit my body perfectly, hugging me in the right places in just the right way. The only thing is that when I would walk, the dress would stretch at the legs and, because it's cut so short, it would hike up my legs! It was sexy for sure - but boy did I get some attention! I filled up for some gas at the corner of SM Blvd. and Highland, and I got lots of whistles and looks. That was hot - I made sure I bent over slightly to show off my legs and to make the dress stretch over my pantyhose covered ass and 'express' it to the cars passing by (many of which seemed to enjoy).

I met this man at his place. (I make sure that I play it safe and so took some measures to ensure as much as possible that no harm would befall me). When he saw me, I could tell he was satisfied - his eyes were hardly meeting my eyes, but instead scanning my legs and ass, and my body. When I walked in front of him, I could feel his eyes all over my ass and legs. I walked with a nice sway to my hips so that he can see my ass moving as the dress stretched over my ass and thighs as I walked. I went into his place and he looked at me, giving me compliments. He touched me nervously, and I told him that we could play it slow - so no touching for now - just looking.

I sat down on a chair and he stood away from me asking me if I'd like anything to drink. I sat and crossed my legs, feeling the dress sheer all over my body with every move, and the hose sheering and stretching over my legs, ass and even my crotch area. He was staring at my legs and when I crossed them, I could see his eyes move up my hosed legs and peer between my nylon thighs, hoping to get a glimpse under the skirt.

We started by taking pictures. I posed for him in various positions. First, it was just me sitting and standing, posing in sexy but not at all too revealing ways. I could sort of see that he was getting aroused but it wasn't entirely clear. Then I started to pose more provocatively - bending over in front of him, laying on the bed with my legs spread but scissor-crossed so that he can't exactly see up my dress. Then I bent over, and slowly pulled up my dress to reveal the bulging cotton gusset of my pantyhose. I slowly pulled the dress up more, feeling it stretch over my pantyhose ass. He continued to take pictures and then moaned "Oh, ursie - I want to fuck you!" I looked over and I could see that he was really hard rock hard. His shorts had an enormous bulge in it.

I went over to the bed, got on all fours, bent over doggy style, and then hiked up my dress to expose my pantyhose covered ass. He took pictures while moaning again in lust. I turned over on my back and then spread my legs in front of him. He looked at my pantyhose covered legs and crotch with a look that was just completely consumed with one thing - zoning on my crotch, thighs, and legs. His shorts had a small wet spot on them, which I gather was from his pre-cum. He pulled down his shorts, saying again how much he wanted to fuck me. His cock must have been around 8 to 9 inches, and it was seriously throbbing and pulsating. It took me aback. He went between my legs as if to give me oral through the pantyhose - his hands on my thighs as if to spread them. I pushed him back and said that I am not into oral even through the pantyhose. Then I got back on all fours and bent over at the edge of the bed doggy style. He buried his face in my ass and started to really eat my hole through the pantyhose, telling me he wanted to smell my butthole and put his dick into it. I couldn't believe it.

I got off the bed and stood at the edge of it, bent over. He rubbed his cock against my thighs and crotch. He rubbed against me hard and I could feel his throbbing cock (which by this time had a condom on it) rubbing against my ass and crotch. His eyes rolled back into his head and he came. I could see the condom swell with each squirt of his cum.

What was particularly nice about this meeting is that the man was really into pantyhose clad legs - you could see it in his eyes. I could tell that sexual lust was filling up within him and that he was barely able to restrain himself.