Surprise Meeting (part three) So here I was in the enviable position of have three lovers. My wife Julie for conventional sex (and also great blow jobs) my friend Mark to relax with while cross dressing (and also great gay sex) and also my gay nephew Richard who was not only fucking me but also my wife. When I had found out that my gay nephew was my wife’s “fag boy bit on the side” I encouraged him to continue with the relationship and I was getting reports back on when and where they were meeting. I had a regular work commitment that meant I didn’t get home or Wednesdays until very late, so… 阅读更多内容

Surprise meeting (part 2) “So Richard, you certainly rocked our rather conventional family when you came out the other year but I was not surprised as I had seen the signs even when you were just a lad really” “Oh I know that Uncle Pete. It was pretty obvious that you had made me years ago and I was pretty sure you quite fancied me from some of the looks I got. I’d got you down as Bi curious rather than active but now I find my friend Mark has been banging you for ages and dressed as a girl too!!!” “So, we have a lot to catch up on. Tell me, do you like to dress too?” “Oh yes, I have Rachel… 阅读更多内容

Surprise meeting (part one) You may have read in my previous blog that I now have a very obliging gay friend who is more than happy to fuck me while I’m dressed Au Femme. Our relationship has developed somewhat over the last year and now there is genuine affection between us. It’s nothing that would threaten my marriage but I’m now definitely bisexual and am finally actively enjoying both sides of my nature. I visit my friend, Mark, regularly and it always ends up with me begging him to screw me (he likes to keep me waiting) We also now have a two way relationship and I’m sometimes “top”, some… 阅读更多内容

About fucking, and being fucked. I got buggered at school quite a lot by older bully boys but little did they know that I was really enjoying it! True, the first time was painful but I soon armed myself with a tube of KY in my school bag and a dab of that made things much better; for them as well as me. I grew up, left school, started work, met the girl, got married – so far pretty normal and I thought I’d left same sex relations behind me apart from still dressing Au Femme whenever I had the opportunity. I loved fucking with my wife, still do occasionally, and of course it’s completely differ… 阅读更多内容

As a married cross dresser my alter ego “Auntiedolly” has to spend most of her time in the closet. If I do get a chance to indulge, I often have a few days’ notice so that I can inform my friends here at lovely Xhamster and my contacts on MS Teams (replacement for Skype but not as good in my opinion) As soon as my darling wife is out of the door I’m straight in to phase one which is a long hot shower. I shampoo and lather all over paying special attention to my personal parts of course. I also use a douche inside my bottom in case I want to use any toys; nobody wants a mess while they’re playi… 阅读更多内容

My first time with another cross-dresser. A true story. Until the advent of the internet it was a lonely existence being a cross dresser but all that changed of course and sites like Xhamster allowed us sissy dressers to contact each other. It was a complete revelation to me how many of us there were and corresponding with others like myself was wonderful. I also started meeting up on line through Skype and found the experience glorious. To actually see and talk to other transvestites was very liberating but I had yet to meet up “in the flesh” with another CD dressed Au Femme. Well, one day… 阅读更多内容

My first cock. I was always interested in cross dressing as a lad but it never occurred to me that I might be sexually attracted to boys. I just liked wearing knickers, stockings, bras and dresses whenever I could. I used to borrow my sisters knickers and often wore them under my boy clothes, even when I was a school sometimes. I used to get bullied quite a lot at school as a lot of kids did in the 60s and one thing the bullies like to do was pull your trousers down to humiliate you. I suppose these days it would be called sexual abuse but back then it was just part of growing up. This partic… 阅读更多内容

Why I’m Auntiedolly My journey in cross - dressing. It started when I realised that my older sister’s knickers were so much prettier than my boring underpants so I thought I’d wear hers instead. My mother quickly that this was wrong of course but I really couldn’t see why so I used to borrow them whenever I could. This went on for some time until my elder cousin came to stay one summer. She was 17 and wore bras, suspenders and stockings which I lost no time in trying on by raiding the laundry basket. I remember my mother wondering why I was so long in the bathroom. With me well on the way to… 阅读更多内容