Happy New Year to all of us, LOVES
Happy New Year to all of us, LOVES š„°š„°š¾š¾š¾š¾š¾š„š„š„š„š¾š·šššššššš
Search
Discover new people, create new connections and make new friends
- 0 Comments 0 Shares 208 Views 5
- I really like this group, but some of you girls think your negative responses bother people, if you have to go as far to insult another girl, maybe you should check yourself Happy New Years ladies , blocking is to easyI really like this group, but some of you girls think your negative responses bother people, if you have to go as far to insult another girl, maybe you should check yourself šÆ Happy New Years ladies , blocking is to easy š0 Comments 0 Shares 611 Views3
- New panties! Kisses!
-Chrissy
https://chrissyinsd.blogspot.com/
#crossdresser #sissy #sissyboy #crossdressers #sissies #shemale #ladyboy #femboy #femman #femboys #crossdressing #gurl #trans #transgirl #transwoman #transgender #tgirl #gay #lgbtq #nsfw #adultsonly #adultcontent #sissy #crossdresser #crossdressing #femboy #sissyboy #sissygirl #trans #transgender #shemale #transgirl #transwoman #transfemale #tgirl #model #modeling #gay #bi #lgbtq #queer #genderfluid #pantymodel #panty #panties #meninpanties #ladyboyNew panties! Kisses! -Chrissy https://chrissyinsd.blogspot.com/ #crossdresser #sissy #sissyboy #crossdressers #sissies #shemale #ladyboy #femboy #femman #femboys #crossdressing #gurl #trans #transgirl #transwoman #transgender #tgirl #gay #lgbtq #nsfw #adultsonly #adultcontent #sissy #crossdresser #crossdressing #femboy #sissyboy #sissygirl #trans #transgender #shemale #transgirl #transwoman #transfemale #tgirl #model #modeling #gay #bi #lgbtq #queer #genderfluid #pantymodel #panty #panties #meninpanties #ladyboy
0 Comments 0 Shares 625 Views2 - From this to this one year on. Thank you for your encouragement girls you know who you are forever grateful.
WISHING YOU ALL A WONDERFUL AND HAPPY NEW YEAR. stay safeFrom this to this one year on. Thank you for your encouragement girls you know who you are forever grateful. WISHING YOU ALL A WONDERFUL AND HAPPY NEW YEAR. stay safeš0 Comments 0 Shares 547 Views 7 - In Germany we wish the people a good slide into the New Year! so...good slide into the New Year,take care to you,have a nice New Year night party, and think a little about the people they dont have...
In Germany we wish the people a good slide into the New Year! so...good slide into the New Year,take care to you,have a nice New Year night party, and think a little about the people they dont have...0 Comments 0 Shares 1223 Views 4 - My First Experience as a Truck Stop Wh-re or Chrissy — A Night on the Road Continued... (Part II) (To see the beginning, Part I, visit my page and scroll down):
The bra came next.
I hesitated for half a second—long enough for the moment to stretch—then let it slide off. Cool air kissed my skin. His breath caught audibly. He didn’t touch me yet. He didn’t need to.
Click.
Click.
I could feel my body responding to the attention, to the knowledge that this version of me was being captured, saved, proof that Chrissy existed. That I wasn’t just a thought or a secret ritual in front of a mirror.
“Beautiful,” he murmured, and I believed him.
When the last of the fabric was gone, I stood there fully exposed under the red glow, arms crossed loosely at first, then letting them fall to my sides. Vulnerability pulsed through me—electric, frightening, intoxicating. I felt open, claimed by the moment, by the lens, by his gaze.
He stepped closer then. Close enough that I could feel his heat without being touched. One hand lifted my chin, not roughly, just enough to make me meet his eyes.
“Look at me,” he said. “Not the camera.”
I did.
The photos continued, slower now, more deliberate. Less about documenting and more about possession. When he finally set the phone down, my skin felt hypersensitive, like every nerve had been tuned too high.
When he guided me back onto the bunk, the vinyl was cold at first, then quickly warmed beneath me. I lay there open to him, knees drawn up, posture unmistakable, my body arranged in a way that made refusal impossible—but refusal wasn’t what I felt.
What I felt was permission being taken.
The cab groaned softly as he leaned over me, blocking out the low red light, blocking out the rest of the world. His hands settled at my hips and stayed there—anchoring me, claiming the space where my choices narrowed into a single direction. He didn’t hurry. He waited. Long enough that the waiting itself became its own kind of pressure.
My breath went shallow. My body answered before my mind could intervene.
When he finally moved, the sensation was overwhelming—not sharp, not violent, but consuming. The kind of closeness that demands you make room for it, that insists you soften or break. I felt myself give way in small increments, each one deliberate, each one erasing a little more distance between who I pretend to be and what I was becoming in that moment. He plowed my asspussy over and over....in and out...in and out...in..in...getting deeper each time.
He watched my face closely, as if he needed to see exactly where I disappeared. Every sound I made seemed to encourage him, draw him deeper into his own control. I clutched the bedding, holding on to something solid as my thoughts scattered, replaced by a single, relentless awareness of being used with purpose.
“Relax,” he said quietly, almost kindly. “I’ve got you.”
And I surrendered.
Not just my body—my resistance. I let the tension drain out of me and allowed the sensation to take over completely. There was a point where I stopped tracking time, stopped measuring what I was giving and what I was losing. My body responded on its own terms, breaking open in waves that left me shaking, emptied of pretense.
I heard him make a sound above me—rough, unfiltered—and knew I’d been brought exactly where he wanted me. I knew he came, he ejaculated, he sprayed his man juice, his sperm, his DNA deep inside me. I could feel it, the warm, sticky liquid clinging to my insides.
Afterward, when he pulled me up toward him again, there was no gentleness in the request—just expectation. I recognized it instantly. My knees braced against the seat, my hands guided into place, my mouth following where my thoughts no longer led. I focused on the task, on being useful, on doing it right. There was comfort in that narrow focus. Safety, even. More to cum....
#crossdresser #sissy #sissyboy #crossdressers #sissies #shemale #ladyboy #femboy #femman #femboys #crossdressing #gurl #trans #transgirl #transwoman #transgender #tgirl #gay #lgbtq #nsfw #adultsonly #adultcontent #sissy #crossdresser #crossdressing #femboy #sissyboy #sissygirl #trans #transgender #shemale #transgirl #transwoman #transfemale #tgirl #model #modeling #gay #bi #lgbtq #queer #genderfluid #pantymodel #panty #panties #meninpanties #ladyboy More: http://chrissyinsd.hotviber.com/
My First Experience as a Truck Stop Wh-re or Chrissy — A Night on the Road Continued... (Part II) (To see the beginning, Part I, visit my page and scroll down): The bra came next. I hesitated for half a second—long enough for the moment to stretch—then let it slide off. Cool air kissed my skin. His breath caught audibly. He didn’t touch me yet. He didn’t need to. Click. Click. I could feel my body responding to the attention, to the knowledge that this version of me was being captured, saved, proof that Chrissy existed. That I wasn’t just a thought or a secret ritual in front of a mirror. “Beautiful,” he murmured, and I believed him. When the last of the fabric was gone, I stood there fully exposed under the red glow, arms crossed loosely at first, then letting them fall to my sides. Vulnerability pulsed through me—electric, frightening, intoxicating. I felt open, claimed by the moment, by the lens, by his gaze. He stepped closer then. Close enough that I could feel his heat without being touched. One hand lifted my chin, not roughly, just enough to make me meet his eyes. “Look at me,” he said. “Not the camera.” I did. The photos continued, slower now, more deliberate. Less about documenting and more about possession. When he finally set the phone down, my skin felt hypersensitive, like every nerve had been tuned too high. When he guided me back onto the bunk, the vinyl was cold at first, then quickly warmed beneath me. I lay there open to him, knees drawn up, posture unmistakable, my body arranged in a way that made refusal impossible—but refusal wasn’t what I felt. What I felt was permission being taken. The cab groaned softly as he leaned over me, blocking out the low red light, blocking out the rest of the world. His hands settled at my hips and stayed there—anchoring me, claiming the space where my choices narrowed into a single direction. He didn’t hurry. He waited. Long enough that the waiting itself became its own kind of pressure. My breath went shallow. My body answered before my mind could intervene. When he finally moved, the sensation was overwhelming—not sharp, not violent, but consuming. The kind of closeness that demands you make room for it, that insists you soften or break. I felt myself give way in small increments, each one deliberate, each one erasing a little more distance between who I pretend to be and what I was becoming in that moment. He plowed my asspussy over and over....in and out...in and out...in..in...getting deeper each time. He watched my face closely, as if he needed to see exactly where I disappeared. Every sound I made seemed to encourage him, draw him deeper into his own control. I clutched the bedding, holding on to something solid as my thoughts scattered, replaced by a single, relentless awareness of being used with purpose. “Relax,” he said quietly, almost kindly. “I’ve got you.” And I surrendered. Not just my body—my resistance. I let the tension drain out of me and allowed the sensation to take over completely. There was a point where I stopped tracking time, stopped measuring what I was giving and what I was losing. My body responded on its own terms, breaking open in waves that left me shaking, emptied of pretense. I heard him make a sound above me—rough, unfiltered—and knew I’d been brought exactly where he wanted me. I knew he came, he ejaculated, he sprayed his man juice, his sperm, his DNA deep inside me. I could feel it, the warm, sticky liquid clinging to my insides. Afterward, when he pulled me up toward him again, there was no gentleness in the request—just expectation. I recognized it instantly. My knees braced against the seat, my hands guided into place, my mouth following where my thoughts no longer led. I focused on the task, on being useful, on doing it right. There was comfort in that narrow focus. Safety, even. More to cum.... #crossdresser #sissy #sissyboy #crossdressers #sissies #shemale #ladyboy #femboy #femman #femboys #crossdressing #gurl #trans #transgirl #transwoman #transgender #tgirl #gay #lgbtq #nsfw #adultsonly #adultcontent #sissy #crossdresser #crossdressing #femboy #sissyboy #sissygirl #trans #transgender #shemale #transgirl #transwoman #transfemale #tgirl #model #modeling #gay #bi #lgbtq #queer #genderfluid #pantymodel #panty #panties #meninpanties #ladyboy More: http://chrissyinsd.hotviber.com/0 Comments 0 Shares 1685 Views
4
- A poll for the new year. I can't believe I was so busy this Christmas. And now New year's Eve is almost upon us. I love these questions. What would be your choice of new year's eve celebrations? X
A poll for the new year. I can't believe I was so busy this Christmas. And now New year's Eve is almost upon us. I love these questions. What would be your choice of new year's eve celebrations? š¤ X9 Comments 0 Shares 1229 Views 2 - Good morning my lovelies. Well the dust has settled on another Christmas. My last guests gone and I'm left with a fair bit of tidying up! Just got rid of 11 bags of rubbish and 4 bags of recycling. At least the leftovers are slim pickings. I really rather like the calm of the mid ground between Christmas and new year. Helps me think about myself a bit. Just need to decide weather I get that bright pink plush dressing gown now xxxGood morning my lovelies. Well the dust has settled on another Christmas. My last guests gone and I'm left with a fair bit of tidying up! Just got rid of 11 bags of rubbish and 4 bags of recycling. At least the leftovers are slim pickings. I really rather like the calm of the mid ground between Christmas and new year. Helps me think about myself a bit. Just need to decide weather I get that bright pink plush dressing gown now š xxx2 Comments 0 Shares 1447 Views3
- Add my new acc in reddetti https://www.reddit.com/user/Sissy_Trixiee/ #sissy #sissyslut2 Comments 0 Shares 996 Views 24
- 80 F today - another record. One of my new designer swimsuits, Chrisrmas presents, came yesterday . Cannot wait to model my new suits. Here is a photo i worked on yesterday. A little AI additions but my real body in the suit, is my own hair as well. I told my stylist i am going to let it grow three more inches.80 F today - another record. One of my new designer swimsuits, Chrisrmas presents, came yesterday . Cannot wait to model my new suits. Here is a photo i worked on yesterday. A little AI additions but my real body in the suit, is my own hair as well. I told my stylist i am going to let it grow three more inches.š„°
0 Comments 0 Shares 2248 Views 10 - Hi all just may introduce my self am natasha and from northern ireland and loveing life and hopefully ill meet some new like minded friends xxHi all just may introduce my self am natasha and from northern ireland and loveing life and hopefully ill meet some new like minded friends xx4 Comments 0 Shares 2004 Views10
- Good morning all.
So Christmas is done for another year hope you all had a good one. Let’s look forward to a peaceful New Year ahead.
And start buying Easter Eggs which are now on sale. XxxxxGood morning all. So Christmas is done for another year hope you all had a good one. Let’s look forward to a peaceful New Year ahead. And start buying Easter Eggs which are now on sale. Xxxxx12 Comments 0 Shares 1644 Views
7 - Today was shopping day, I was able to buy these pants and this blouse, by the way, I wore a blouse for the first time and I liked it so much, now we are waiting for next month so I can buy myself some new clothes, Do you think the new blouse suits me?V.V #crossdresserToday was shopping day, I was able to buy these pants and this blouse, by the way, I wore a blouse for the first time and I liked it so much, now we are waiting for next month so I can buy myself some new clothes, Do you think the new blouse suits me?V.V #crossdresser3 Comments 0 Shares 2021 Views 21
- Hi guys and girls I am meeting up with this woman to get 4 new dresses off of Facebook marketplace tommrow! I am so excited!!!!!! Idk if I should wear a Christmas dress, my pink and yellow form fitting body con dress or if I should wear my maid outfit.Hi guys and girls I am meeting up with this woman to get 4 new dresses off of Facebook marketplace tommrow! I am so excited!!!!!! Idk if I should wear a Christmas dress, my pink and yellow form fitting body con dress or if I should wear my maid outfit.0 Comments 0 Shares 1168 Views3
- Just been told - before we go out tomorrow morning I`m going to get a hard spanking with a hard black leather Tawse and I have to wear some of my new clothes (Panties, Bra, cage and plug) under my "every day cloths".......xxxJust been told - before we go out tomorrow morning I`m going to get a hard spanking with a hard black leather Tawse and I have to wear some of my new clothes (Panties, Bra, cage and plug) under my "every day cloths".......xxx1 Comments 0 Shares 1183 Views 11
© 2025 Crossdressing Social Network 
English
English 
Arabic
French
Spanish
Portuguese
Deutsch
Turkish
Dutch
Italiano
Russian
Romaian
Portuguese (Brazil)
Greek