I'm honestly surprised that no one has drawn the conclusion (or asked the question at least) of whether I am gay or trans, or both. It's not like I would say no to either one at this point. Some people might be starting to guess though, because I have been getting a few hairdresser comments after having let my hair grow for a year. If only they knew.
If only they knew that I have a full women's wardrobe.
If only they knew I had 30 pairs of women's shoes, most of them high heels.
If only they knew I had more stockings and pantyhose than I could count, most of them exquisitely silky and sheer. Little did I know that when I tried my first pair on at 8 years old that my fate was sealed and I was out of the gene pool. I have never had sex with a woman despite thinking for years that I was straight and had a fetish. How foolish I was. Looking back now, it's so easy to realize that I have always been most excited when dressed sexy for a man, daintily bending over to suck his cock while he gropes me, spanks my ass, and calls me a bitch, a sissy, a faggot, and so many other wonderfully emasculating names. I love fucking in many positions, but so far the best sex I have had was while spooning, and lifting my pantyhosed leg into the air for my man and watching the pump on my foot flop up and down while his dick pumped in and out of my ass, while he pulled my hair and had his hand on my neck, showing me that my destiny is to be another man's bitch. But who am I kidding, sex for me has always involved a cock fucking my ass, and often cumming in it.
I now go shopping for shoes and clothes dressed as a woman, live almost exclusively as a woman out of the office, and will be going on a date with a guy this Sunday who promises to parade me around town. I eventually hope to be rid of my male wardrobe, and one day say "I do" to a man while wearing a bridal dress.
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