Turning into a blocking day already!

Seeking a sub that ready to worship my feet

Just a heads up might not be on here for a few days if you message me and i don't respond right away don't take it personal im just taking a trip down memory lane

Nice start to the morning, sitting at my screen dressed as Lilly, and instantly aroused by lovley pictures. So in the mood today. A wet start to the day. Do I dress for comfort or for the thrill, Sissy theme or naughty theme. HARD choice for me to make alone. I do feel like a naughty day. Decided to go shopping, to try on clothes, not going to buy anything, but want to be in a cubicle in my best pink undies in front the mirror, and nothing else, well maybe a thin bra, just want to pose.


Looking forward to having a ball today.

Hello, I’m looking for a dominant man, or an active CD sister, preferably a business owner, to become your personal secretary and have a stable relationship.

I would like to find someone who wants to help me become the person I truly want to be: a very feminine trans woman, sissy, TV/CD, and woman seven days a week, accepting all the consequences that come with it.

Perhaps you have the opportunity and desire to shape and feminize someone according to your wishes and ideas, helping transform me into your very feminine future transgender woman for everyday life.

Legs have had a preliminary trim and looking much better. Still some work to do - roll on the weekend xx

I met an awesome man the other day, and I’m still smiling about it.

We originally connected on Doublelist and spent a few weeks flirting, talking, and exchanging some very naughty messages before finally meeting last Saturday. I’ll call him “Ken.” He’s in his 70s, White, with gray hair, glasses, and plenty of body hair—all things I find incredibly attractive. There was something about him that immediately made me feel comfortable.

Yes, he’s married. I know that part may be controversial, and I’m not pretending otherwise. His personal situation is complicated, and I’m going to leave the private details of his marriage to him. I don’t pursue married men, but when an adult man makes his own decision to pursue me, I sometimes allow myself to see where things go.

One of the things I liked most about Ken was that I didn’t feel pressured to become somebody else for him. I told him about a previous experience where a guy was disappointed because I didn’t show up in a wig, makeup, and a full feminine outfit. That really bothered me because, although I have a very feminine side, that doesn’t mean I always want—or am able—to transform myself into someone who looks completely female.

Ken understood immediately.

He told me he likes me exactly as I am: a feminine man with smooth skin, a softer personality, and my own way of expressing femininity. He has even started calling himself my “Daddy,” which, I admit, pushes several of my buttons.

When we finally met, there was definitely sexual chemistry between us. We kissed, touched, explored each other, and tried a few things together. We jacked ach other off and sucked each other's dicks. He also tried to **** my asspussy, but I was too tight for full penetration. I told him as long as he got into my crack, it felt great.

We them cuddled together on my bed naked. And that is actually the part that matters most to me.

As sexual as I can be, what I really crave is sexual intimacy rather than sex for its own sake. I want somebody I can lie beside, cuddle with, spoon, kiss, touch, and feel completely comfortable around naked or in my girl clothes. The idea of spending an evening together on the couch watching television, wrapped around each other with nothing to hide, sounds almost heavenly to me.

Ken seems to understand that side of me too.

We’re still flirting and messaging each other, and he has already talked about seeing me again. I didn’t take any pictures or videos of our first meeting. For once, I was simply enjoying the moment instead of trying to document it.

Whatever ultimately happens between us, I’m glad I met him. I felt desired without having to perform, dress a certain way, or pretend to be somebody I’m not.

And that may have been the biggest turn-on of all.

#sissy #sissyboy #crossdresser #shemale #tgirl #gay #lgbt #lgbtq #femboy #gurl #transgirl #transwoman #transgender #naked #nude #fullfrontal #oralsex #analsex #gaydate

Thinking about buying my first wig. Any advice or where a good place to get one at?

Uggh had a look around the shop today and couldn't find anything I wanted... and it was raining... and I got wet, so I'll put these pics on from the other day..... hoping you like them and remember..... I love you all you absolutely beautiful people..." Just wish there was more comments instead of just looking at my photos and moving on without a single word.

Noticed - No Ai, No Photo Shop, No Snapchat, No Edited Pics, No Fake Bullshit... Just exactly what you get...

Im always looking to improve my Sucking skills, so the more you can help the better. There is always room for improvement.
If your local to Derby and can help then please get in touch xxx just private msg me or ask for my email address xx
My preferences are as follows...
Smooth Shaven Co ck and Balls
Full Co ck Head Showing
Willing to wear Tights Stockings or Holdups
Must let me Swallow every drop, I don't want any evidence (Waste or Mess) left for yours or my Wife/Partner
Because you are kind enough to let me Suck and Swallow you down, I don't expect anything in return...
Most of my training is done where you put on some Holdups sit on the edge of the Sofa Spread your legs and watch TV while I do my Training, obviously once I've Swallowed you all down I will leave or if you need me to I can stay to Feed from you again until you are fully Satisfied...It's the absolute least I can do.
One Member that has helped me with my Mouth Training (as he put it) asked if there were anything else they could do to help even more...
I said actually there is if you feel up to it...
What I need you to do is just before you Cum, you need to get up and Make me swallow your entire load, not letting me move until every drop has gone....Now there are a number of ways you can do this...
You can hold my head with both hands and head Fu ck me untill you cum holding my head tight till you are fully empty.
You can make me lean with my head on the Wall so I'm pinned and do the same or
If you have a high bed or Sofa Edge or even on the Sofa, use the same method to pin me down.....
Alternatively get on top in the 69 position and fill me up that way....
In fact if you do the reverse 69 you can practically hold my head still, keeping you Co ck stuck in my mouth untill empty.
I'm sure there are many more ways but this would really help with my training if you could please....
The only other help would be if time permitting you make me Feed from you Twice..
Booking me in for several visits a week can also help... If you feel up to it and don't mind me Swallowing every time... I understand fully if this is asking too much.... Xx

Looking forward to autumn (not winter though) to try out some new clothes, been way too hot recently to wear

hey im keris im 33 from uk perfecting
being a sexy bitch in my spare time but now kinda taken over and become most the time priding on looking as girly as possible although i still only do it behind closed doors as scared but would love to do so xx

Feeling rather kinky looking at all your sexy racy photo's people. Make's me wanna dress up tonight

Feeling really good today looking forward to my holidays at the weekend

Hello everyone I'm here as mommy to dominate and humiliate some worthless asshole and pathetic loser submissive *****/sissy but if you really want to be my ***** you'll be fully obedient and submissive to me as your mommy.these are my kinks: I'm into humiliation, bondage, joi, cei, edging, sissification, cbt, exposure, collaring, spanking, balls, bursting, **** play,and so on love you all pm always open for available sissy *****/submissive slut if yes kindly message me immediately dominatrixmom02@gmail.com Telegram Mellysa65 Signal (832)804-3264 Zangi 4923321212 Discord: dominatrixmom_

Got a rare day with an empty house tomorrow. Looking forward to dressing up and just chilling out all day.

I honestly don't know what I did we messaged then they blocked me this is the reason I left on the first place blocking for no reason dead chats and being as kind and caring as I can and it just happens piss take proper

Love my pvc maids dress with padlocking neck fastening #sissymaid #sissy

Am so so sorry I went Mia for ages the site stopped working for me and I didn't get notifications pls message me more now :3

Working on a Sunday sucks xx

Leeds Bradford area anyone? Looking for a play mate

Just having a relaxing day at home. Feel free to say hello. Been looking at new outfits all day and accessories. What should I buy????

After seeing Chloe83' s pic of her belly bar I'm seriously thinking of getting my navel pierced

Now, imagine taking on a 30-day sissy task challenge. It’s a plan, especially for sissies, to gradually let their inner sissies out! One day at a time! Ready to start?

Carnt beat a Sunday dressup x
#skirt #petticoat #stockings #suspenders #highheels

I’m new to dressing and I’m looking to get some vice help and meet some people

Hello everyone I'm here as mommy to dominate and humiliate some worthless asshole and pathetic loser submissive *****/sissy but if you really want to be my ***** you'll be fully obedient and submissive to me as your mommy.these are my kinks: I'm into humiliation, bondage, joi, cei, edging, sissification, cbt, exposure, collaring, spanking, balls, bursting, **** play,and so on love you all pm always open for available sissy *****/submissive slut if yes kindly message me immediately
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After numerous visits John was now a regular source of my Feeds but then all of a sudden he wanted something for himself..
Well I was shocked, all this time like clockwork I used to go round while his Wife was at work and he used to grab his wife's Tights, Spread his legs and Day after Day he let me empty his Co ck and have my Feeds, so why now does he want something for himself... I was so nervous... Was I still going to get my regular Feed or was this arrangement going to come to an end.
Had I been too selfish, wanting his Co ck so many times all for myself, had I pushed it too far...
I was shaking with nerves when I asked what was it you wanted, and waited for his answer..
He said, I want to try Feeding from you, I thaught to myself OMG no, how was i going to get round this, oh ok well I guess it's only fare that you get to try, but the best I can offer is for you to try after you have let me Feed first...
He went for it and said ok we can try that...
Thank god I thaught, at least I get what I want first and hopefully he won't like it, and that will be that, I really don't want to lose my Feeds just because he wants one....
I arrived at his as usual and he was all ready for me, he as normal sat on the edge of his Sofa, Held his knees and spread wide, I got on my knees as I did and emptied his Co ck in about 15 minutes, I still loved every drop, so I'm not looking forward to him having mine..
I did not let him wait and went and changed and washed and put on some Holdups, got on the sofa, lay back and spread, I was so small and limp, as I was ill prepared, that I hoped it would put him off.
I was amazed that even though I just Fed from him, he got down and just started sucking my limp little Co ck, FFS I thaught, I started getting hard, what can I do I thaught, I'm not young and so 10 minutes later I felt a twitch, I sat up grabbed his head and used him as a Fu ck toy to finish, and Cum in his mouth, I waited hoping he would gag and spit it out, violating my golden rule, but no, he swallowed it down, every last drop...
OMG no...
He said it's not very pleasant but I enjoyed it, I tried to say it does not get any better but I knew it was too late... I had failed..
Now I had to share myself with him from now on.....
Hopefully someone else will come along soon instead...
Please please if you can help near Derby please get in touch, my Criteria are still the same.
Smooth Shaven Co ck and Balls
Full Head Showing
Willing to wear Tights Stockings or Holdups
You must let me swallow ( No Compromise)

Blocking finger is on the go! Prix!

Hey sub, I'm new here a dominant friends of mine introduce to this site, hopefully I found a submissive sub to replace my late sub who died couple month ago in fatal accident. I'm seeking for a submissive sub to train, own sub who's passionate to the lifestyle, willing to explore to new kinks and ready to follow ******** command without hesitation. dominatrixmom01@gmail.com
Discord dominatrixmom_
Telegram: Mistress_403
Signal: Mellysa.50

Just a little dress up x
#skirt #petticoat #stockings #suspenders #highheels

He was very Nervous

It's perfectly normal to be very nervous when you have invited someone you don't know round to your house to do things that your wife does not know about.
Anyone would be nervous, I would be worried if your weren't, not just the fact you may not have done anything like this before but also you may not have done anything behind your wife's back before either, but let me say this, you will only be nervous for a few minutes after I start and you will soon forget about nerves and just really enjoy the moment..
Just remember anything I do will always stay between me and you, your Wife or Partner will no nothing...
I will leave No Mess or Waste, I will Swallow all the evidence... (This is NOT optional)
So you have invited me over after we had fully chatted about whet I wanted and what you need to do....
Just a reminder to the readers, this is what I expect from you.
Smooth and Shaved Co ck and Sacks (minimum).
Prefer Full Co ck Head Showing.
You must be prepared to wear Tights Stockings or Holdups... (I can Supply these)
That's it, not much to ask, and it would be well worth it for both of us....
So you have put on a pair of my Holdups and sat yourself down like I am in the picture, Nervously you spread your legs, you co ck small and limp because of Nerves..
I grab a cushion off the sofa and put it on the floor between your legs and kneel in front of you, I lean forward and cup your sacks and co ck in my mouth fully, playing with your co ck with my tongue, your co ck starts to harden, so I play even more with my tongue, eventually your co ck reaches the back of my throat so I drop onto your co ck, sliding up and down your shaft, feeling it get harder and harder, your nerves almost gone now, leaving just guilt because of your wife ..
I slide up and down your hard co ck, now about 6" the same as my own, I put my lips just behind your co ck head, and suck the loose skin back 2" or so nice and fast, never letting your co ck out of my mouth.
Up and down, you start moving down the chair as if getting closer to me as the throbbing starts and the moaning begins, you want to grab my head which is fine, you want to use me as your Fu ck toy, which you will, but this time it was too much too quick and you moan loudly as you shoot your load into my mouth, I swallow it down but you treat me to a second helping filling my mouth again, I happily swallow again, I keep sucking your shaft untill every drop had gone and your Clean and No Mess....
As always I offer to stay for another helping if you want, but guilt has built up so I leave...
But over time you accept my terms and use me as your toy, now often staying for Three helpings before you are fully satisfied..
If you are local to Derby and want me to visit on the above terms...Please get in touch soon xx
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I’m here seeking for a good ***** honest that gonna be one of my ***** forever

I get a real kick from dressing under my work clothes. For the first time today I've included stockings xxx

Done a little dress up in my outfit x
#circleskirt #petticoats #stockings #suspenders #highheels

Who is looking for a slutty girlfriend??

My Gloriously Unfashionable Satin Dress

Dear Diary,

I have to admit, the moment I saw this dress, I knew it was absolutely, gloriously unfashionable and that was precisely what appealed to me.

It is an enormous, flowing satin dress in a creamy ivory shade, covered from neckline to hem with clusters of blue, lavender and purple flowers. The satin catches the light beautifully, producing those unmistakable glossy highlights that make the fabric look almost liquid. Every movement creates another shimmer.

The cut is wonderfully excessive. It has long, voluminous sleeves gathered at the wrists and a high, almost demure neckline. There isn't a hint of anything fitted or fashionable about it. Instead, the fabric simply falls generously from my shoulders, creating what can only be described as a magnificent satin tent.

The skirt reaches all the way to my ankles and seems to have enough material for two dresses. When I stand still, it hangs heavily around me when I move, the satin swishes and ripples, making the whole thing feel wonderfully theatrical.

And those flowers! They are everywhere little blue blossoms mixed with larger purple flowers and delicate sprays of foliage. The pattern is almost comically old fashioned, exactly the sort of thing someone might once have described as "very tasteful" while everyone else quietly wondered what on earth they were thinking.

I looked at myself in the mirror and couldn't help smiling. It is not slimming. It is not sleek. It is certainly not modern. If anything, it makes me look even larger and more enveloped in fabric.

But perhaps that is its charm.

There is something wonderfully liberating about wearing something that makes absolutely no attempt to flatter the figure. It simply says, Here I am, surrounded by yards and yards of shiny floral satin, and I couldn't care less about fashion.

Tonight, I think I'll enjoy every ridiculous, magnificent inch of it.

What a dress. What a tent. What a gloriously unfashionable thing to wear.

And somehow, I absolutely love it.

Why do black stockings, bra and knickers, a naughty little black dress always encourage the big girl in me xx

There is nothing that feels like wearing sexy lingerie and nylon stockings. I remember when my mum let me wear a pair of her super sheer lace top stockings - no wonder I enjoy being a transgender woman...! Sandra xxx

I love stockings, entwined, in my mouth, under my trousers, so so erotic

Good morning, sisters, have a nice day. This is an early photo of me, when I was just beginning to feel like I could start taking photos but couldn't get over the barrier of showing my face. Now I've gotten over it...I hope

Dressed up I feel horny x
#skirt #petticoats #stockings #suspenders #highheels

The morning began with a question that, on the face of it, was utterly trivial.

I stood in my bedroom, a sixty five year old widower who had long ago discovered that life could become surprisingly interesting when you stopped worrying quite so much about what other people thought. Across the bed lay two nightgowns.

One was pink, soft and playful. The other was black satin elegant, glossy and just a little dramatic. Beside them were the headscarves that completed each outfit.

eBay had informed me that the postman was due that morning with my latest purchase.

Normally, that wouldn't have required a second thought. I would have thrown on whatever clothes were nearest, opened the door, collected the post and carried on with my day.

But I am a crossdresser, and over the years I had learned that choosing what to wear could sometimes be part of the pleasure itself. Since becoming widowed, those little private rituals had become even more important to me. There was nobody to impress and nobody to answer to. My clothes were simply one of the ways I expressed myself.

That morning, however, I couldn't decide.

So I asked Grok a rather more important question than it probably deserved.

Should I wear the black satin nightgown and headscarf to greet the postman, or should I wear the pink?

The answer came back quickly.

Black.

Grok's reasoning was surprisingly convincing. Black satin, it suggested, looked intentional and put together. Pink was softer and perhaps a little more playful, whereas the black gave the impression that I had actually chosen my outfit rather than simply wandered downstairs half asleep.

The satin would catch the morning light, while the headscarf would bring everything together.

I stared at the black nightgown.

"Well," I said aloud, "apparently we're going for elegant this morning."

I slipped it on.

The satin settled against me with that familiar coolness I loved, and I carefully tied the headscarf around my hair. Then I stood in front of the mirror.

Grok had a point.

There was something wonderfully satisfying about the combination. I didn't look as though I had spent hours getting ready, but neither did I look as though I had forgotten that the outside world existed.

I smiled at my reflection.

"Sixty five," I murmured. "Widowed, retired from worrying about everybody else's opinions, and apparently dressed in black satin to answer the front door."

I laughed to myself.

Then I went downstairs and prepared a pot of tea.

There was something faintly ridiculous about the situation. Here I was, dressed in a glossy black satin nightgown and headscarf, standing in my kitchen listening for the sound of a postal van.

Eventually, I heard it.

The familiar rumble outside was followed by footsteps approaching the front door.

For one brief moment, I wondered whether I'd made the wrong decision.

Perhaps pink would have been less conspicuous.

Perhaps black satin was a little too theatrical for an encounter that would probably last fifteen seconds.

Then came the knock.

I took a breath.

"Normal morning energy," I reminded myself.

I opened the door.

"Morning," the postman said.

"Morning."

He handed me the letters.

"Thanks."

"No problem. Have a good day."

"You too."

And that was it.

The door closed.

I stood there for a moment, looking down at the envelopes in my hand.

The great sartorial crisis was over.

Nobody had fainted. Nobody had called the fashion police. The earth had continued turning.

I burst out laughing.

All that deliberation over black versus pink, and the entire encounter had lasted barely half a minute.

But perhaps that was precisely the point.

At sixty five, after losing my wife and finding myself living a life that was quieter and more private than the one I had once imagined, I had come to appreciate the little decisions.

Sometimes they mattered precisely because they were mine to make.

There was no great occasion. No audience. No requirement that I dress one way rather than another. I wasn't trying to make a statement to anyone.

I simply wanted to wear the black satin.

So I did.

I carried my tea into the sitting room, still smiling.

My late wife had always known that there was a slightly eccentric streak in me. She had seen sides of me that I had once been afraid to show the rest of the world. Since her death, learning to live honestly with myself had become one of the unexpected journeys of widowhood.

Being a crossdresser wasn't something I needed to apologise for.

It was simply part of me.

And on that quiet morning, standing in my sitting room with my tea, my letters and the soft rustle of satin whenever I moved, I felt strangely content.

"Grok," I thought, smiling to myself, "you were right."

The black had been the stronger choice.

And, for once, I was quite happy to take the advice of an artificial intelligence on matters of morning fashion.

Love a dress stockings and heels.

Looking for companionship or relationship who need real strong our love together forever life who want have good time,fun and need **** a pleasure too ?

Did a little dress up this morning x am very fruity for some reason x
#skirt #petticoats #stockings #suspenders #highheels

a few years ago i worked in a warehouse and one morning it was freezing -6 degrees, so i wore my insulated coveralls, well,,, i had a great idea, i wore a silky pink dress and panties, garter belt, stockings and bra underneath my coveralls and went to work, it was so cold they shut the warehouse down and we all went home early, i was driving home in my dress and panties, etc and i ran out of gas, i put my coveralls back on and got out of my truck to get a gas can and walk to the next exit and get some gas, just then a state patrol car pulls up behind me, he says what's the problem, i said im out of gas, he said jump in ill take you to the gas station, i never thought id be in the front seat of a state patrol car wearing a pink silky dress and panties and bra, garter belt and stockings but there i was, on the way he said you look pretty warm in those coveralls you can take them off you want, i said im fine, he dropped me off at my truck and i drove away, it was quite the experience, crazy as it is, i have more stories like that, that i will share

So how is everyone. For those that managed to see my last post, I’ve still not dressed. Been tempted, but not gone through with it. Ive been thinking and I'm actually ok with my content still being available, so feel free to check me out on youtube. I will never be ashamed of dressing up as it’s been a massive part of my life and has got me through some stressful times.

I hope you guys are all happy and continuing to do what makes you happy.

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