For many male to female transgender people, the first time they put on female clothing can be an almost overwhelming emotional experience. The first crossdressing experiences will often be with the clothes of a close family member – a wife, mother, sister, cousin, aunt etc. – and by the very act of seruptitiously wearing these clothes […]
This is lovely written, arousing, passionate….
Coming into our relationship, Sienna’s sexual fantasies centered around being submissive. While I have many fantasies, cuckold play is a personal favorite. Nothing makes me hotter than imagining my lover getting off on being taken by a well-hung black man. While our fantasies appeared to be in conflict, we eventually merged our individual fantasies into a shared and wildly exciting cuckold fantasy. As we were in the process of moving from fantasy to reality, Sienna sent me an email describing her vision of our cuckold fantasy from a submissive woman’s perspective.
Cuckolding: A Submissive Woman’s Perspective
Email Excerpt: July 2014
I LOVE you, my amazing sexy Man! And, I LOVE your cock…MY cock! My sweet little cock. Baby, this is why we are perfect together. Well, it is one of many, many reasons but one of the physical reasons. Your little cock fits my little pussy and tight…
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I love this blog…..Mmmmmmm……
After getting dressed up, we had a little time to have a glass of wine while we waited. She knew how excited I was and I knew how excited she was, but we didn’t talk about it. We talked about groceries, and plans for the weekend, and getting a new chair for the living room. It was painful and tremendous. Her phone buzzed and he texted that he had arrived. She picked up her clutch and kissed me goodbye. I watched through the third story window as he greeted her outside the car with a hug and a small kiss on the lips and a lingering touch on her arms down to her hands. He opened the car door for her and jogged around to the drivers seat and they were off. The image of their embrace, in front of all the neighbors, is etched in my brain. It made…
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I love sissy’s. I’m not a Sissy or a cross Dresser…..but there is something very arousing about a Sissy. I find the drawings and digital art even more arousing than photographs. Seeing a “girl” or as many say a”gurl”……aroused….and feminine…..makes me shiver with desire…..
I love these garments on a woman…..or a woman with a bit of something “extra”……
Last year I acquired a large amount of vintage Marcel Worth stock, which you can read about here. Amongst the lot, were many treasures, some of which have become favourites in my personal collection. One of those pieces is the 1591 girdle.
I’m going to be honest (as always), this is not a starter girdle! It is by no means an extreme piece of shapewear, nor does it have a tonne of steel boning, but it is an item that vintage underwear newbies might want to steer clear of for now. The reason that I say this is because it is quite firm, and it does cover a lot of the lower body. I would always recommend newbies to start with a light stretchy girdle, such as this one.
The structure of this girdle is very traditional in my opinion, it has a satin bum panel, strong…
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I love this moment, I had to re-blog it……..Michelle deserves it!
After a long day at work you came home-exhausted and uninspired. You thought about a dozen papers you need to correct this weekend. Something was missing, but you didn’t know exactly what. You drank some water, looked through the window. You took off your clothes and walked around naked. You turned on the music and lighted a candle. The idea of a foamy bath made you smile. While relaxing in the bathtub you thought about him. Wherever he was, whomever he was fucking those days, right now he was really with you. You smiled again. You touched your right breast. You squeezed it, firmly but softly. You opened your lips and closed your eyes. You moved your hand slowly. Rubbing and stroking your skin until you reached vagina. You opened your legs just enough. Your two fingers slipped easily inside you. You felt immediate intensity. You tilted your head to…
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Teen age years while difficult at best….seem to be easier than the 20’s when children feel they are “entitled” to anything and everything, including your financing it as well…..then of course the 30’s when they now know “everything”…..they tell you where you went wrong with far more authority than when they were teens….One day after attempting to save my son from from obvious consequences, and his retaliation at my suggestion….I told him….”I can’t save you….I am no longer going to try…..If some day you wake up and want my opinion….call me ans ask.”…..A few months later he did call and requested my opinion. I was shocked actually. I first asked him if he got up today and hit his head…..lol…..he asked why….obviously he didn’t see the connection…..but now 3 years later he asks my opinion….I give it and he does what he wants….PERFECT!
I am a mom with three kids. Only one has left the nest. Once he was gone, i put razor wire, and an electrified fence to keep him out.
Don’t get me wrong, i love my children. But i would like my sanity back, sleep naked again. No one to wake me in the middle of the night, so they can tell me they threw up. Great now i am up, once i see it and smell it I’m joining you in the bathroom.
I have an almost 15 year old. I cannot understand a thing she says. She will say things like, ‘ I can’t even’ , or ‘ OTP’. Should these things have some kind of meaning? Finish the sentence, stop talking in anagram speak, it was never meant to be a language. I’m pretty worried that she is trying to give me a message about something important…
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“That is a real man.
That is a adult.
That is someone who takes a deep breath and actually sees the world instead of staring blankly, someone who begins the hard task of naming what the problem is and starts to either repair what is broken or abandons dead projects and starts over.”