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I MET JOSEPH ONLINE...HE SAW MY ROOM FOR CROSSDRESSERS WHO WEAR PANTYHOSE FOR MEN...HE TOLD ME THAT HE HAS A FANTASY ABOUT MEETING A BLACK DOM WHO TURNS HIM INTO A SUBMISSIVE FEMME...JOSEPH IS A GUY WHO LIKES THE IDEA OF WEARING PANTYHOSE FOR MEN WHO TURN HIM INTO THEIR GURL, HE HAS BEEN FIGHTING THESE THOUGHTS FOR A LONGTIE AND EACH DAY GROWS WEAKER....TODAY HE DECIDED TO TAKE THE NEXT STEP ANS SHARE HIS FANTASY WITH ME...I TOLD HIM THAT I UNDERSTOOD HIM AND WOULD ENJOY HELPING HIM WITH HIS TRANSITION...I TOLD HIN THAT HE NEEDED TO BUY OE PANTYHOSE FOR ME TO HELP HIM AND AT FIRST HE RESIST… อ่านเพิ่ม

Caught By My Black Stepdaddy... what the hell are you doing was all i remember hearing before i broke into tears...over and over i was being questioned and i had no answers....when marcus saw me crying he sensed my pain and walked closer to consoul me...calm down...i had an idear that something was going on that's why i drove up here but i had no idea that you were this deep into this lifestyle...i am not going to judge you... so relax and calm down and don't worry i won't tell your mother, although she is the one who asked me to check up on you...she was worried you were into d**gs...lol..… อ่านเพิ่ม

not long after the events i described in my "early pantyhose spanking" story took place, Randy and i began to spend a lot of private time together because we were afraid of being seen together by Randy's father. Randy, of course, apologized for the events of that day, and told me that he hated his father for what he had done. i told him that it was not that bad, and that he shouldn't hate his father who was only trying to do what he thought was best for Randy. Randy asked me to describe in great detail what had happened after his father had ordered him to go inside, and i told him i didn't wan… อ่านเพิ่ม

THIS IS PART OF A PROFILE I RECENTLY HAD THE HONOR OF READING....ITS AN EXAMPLE OF WHAT CAN HAPPEN WHEN A MAN LOVES A FEYMALE... hi! i'm trysti! yes, that's my real name. it's a nickname for the name my parents gave me -- tristan -- an old celtic name for boys that means "to make noise" (and yeah, i guess that's appropriate because i've been told by more than a few lovers that i'm a "singer" in bed). biologically speaking, i was a born a boy, but as i grew up i realized that i didn't really develop the way most other boys do (i'm smaller, leaner, smoother, naturally and considerably less hi… อ่านเพิ่ม

Caught By My Black Daddy I was 19 and had just finished my first year of college and I couldn't wait to get home. It's not that I didn't have fun, I did. But I wasn't able to do my favorite thing. You see, I have a little secret... I like to wear...BLACK PANTYHOSE AND RED SPIKED HIGH HEELS WITH ANKLESTRAPS and dress up as a girl. And after nearly a year without doing so, I was just a few hours away from being able to feel like the sexy girl I knew I was born to be. What made things even better was that my stepfather Marcus, a big and sexy black man who I've found very attractive ever… อ่านเพิ่ม

Caught By My Black Daddy I was 19 and had just finished my first year of college and I couldn't wait to get home. It's not that I didn't have fun, I did. But I wasn't able to do my favorite thing. You see, I have a little secret... I like to wear...BLACK PANTYHOSE AND RED SPIKED HIGH HEELS WITH ANKLESTRAPS and dress up as a girl. And after nearly a year without doing so, I was just a few hours away from being able to feel like the sexy girl I knew I was born to be. What made things even better was that my stepfather Marcus, a big and sexy black man who I've found very attractive ev… อ่านเพิ่ม

Black skin is thick and lush, sensuous to the touch, like satin leather and velvet suede made flesh. There’s not one patch of skin on a white man’s body that remotely compares to nearly every inch of a black man’s skin. The first time I caressed black skin, it felt like a Corinthian luxury I shouldn't be able to afford. I craved it more strongly than Carrie Bradshaw craved Manolo Blahnik shoes. That phrase, “Once you go black, you never go back” is all about the feeling and texture of the skin. I had the socially acceptable explanation for my black craving. I used that paucity-of-available-w… อ่านเพิ่ม

It was actually happening. I was finally going to meet Daddy... Blkice! I had rented a cheap motel room asinstructed for our first date. I was dressed in ultra sheer to the waist nude pantyhose that looked like my own skin but felt electric...with sheer black seamed stockings and a black leather garter belt like daddy asked. I painted my sexy toes red... because I know how much daddy loves my toes painted red. My tight little black dress matched my stockings perfectly. I knew daddy would find me irresistible wearing red patent leather four inch spiked high heels with anklestraps thhat gave m… อ่านเพิ่ม

HYPNOTISM, HOSE, AND HIGH HEELS A HORNY HOMECOMING... It was late spring in the year of 1968, and the weather in New Jersey was unseasonably cool. This was particularly true in Princeton. Thus, the two women waiting at the passenger terminal at Princeton Airport had been obliged to wear light jackets when venturing from home. The two women varied widely in age, yet there was a definite similarity in their appearances that spoke mute testimony to their being related. And indeed they were. The tall, statuesque, gray-haired elderly woman was Agatha Etheridge, wife of th… อ่านเพิ่ม

DAD I AM WRITING YOU ABOUT... Sucking my straight friends dick It was a typical Friday evening; I had just got done hanging out with a group of friends, and one of my friends decided to come over to my house and hangout for a while. My friends name is Dave, I met him in high school when I was on the football team my sophomore year, he was a big time jock and became a co-captain on varsity as a middle linebacker. I quit all sports basically, but we remained to be kind of good friends over the years, and through our main group of friends we developed a nice relationship. Dave is about 6’2… อ่านเพิ่ม

WHY ARE MUST WRITE YOUR STEP FATHER Look at you now! An emasculated, sissy faggot locked in pantyhose everyday and night, made up like a pretty girl, dressed in black seamed stockings,and spiked high heels, laying prostrate and helpless before one of your friends, your wife’s lover, as he pumps your mouth full of his residual cum after he has fucked her to delirium! You thought, when you tried on your first pair of stockings and pantyhose, that it was just an innocent curiosity. You kept doing it, taking it further and further each time. But like an alcoholic, or habitual gambler, yo… อ่านเพิ่ม

A SISSY FAGGOT...Femmecock in pantyhose getting fucked by his step daddy. I was so nervous, it was actually happening. I was finally going to meet Daddy Blkice! I had rented a cheap motel room for our first date. I was dressed in sheer to the waist black pantyhose with sheer black thigh highs with lace tops over them and a garter belt like daddy asked. I painted my sexy toes red because I know how much daddy loves my toes painted red. My tight little black dress matched my stockings perfectly. I knew daddy would find me irresistible in it. I had just finished putting on my makeup and blonde… อ่านเพิ่ม

The making of me... the PANTYHOSE femme FAGGOT...I was married at 20 and it was ok for about 8 years until it all started to change including me. One day I came home from work and passed a electrician service truck at the end of my driveway with a black guy driving it. I went in the house to find wendy my wife of 8 years laying on the couch wearing torn and ripped pantyhose... I asked her what she was doing and she gave me a story that after the electrician was gone she was hot so stripped down to cool off. For the next year I found myself getting almost no sex at all and it seems we needed a… อ่านเพิ่ม

To give a full answer to that question would be to know myself probably better than I do. As I say on my profile 'we are all wired differently'. But I think I can find a few reasons as to why I respond to black guys so passionately. I grew up in Ireland where I am pretty certain I did not see a black person until my mid-teens. They just weren't there! There was an Indian community and the sons attended the same school as I but Indians, charming and beautiful though they may be, did not worm their way into my erotic consciousness. My home-town was a port so foreign navies did dock there… อ่านเพิ่ม

Black Master, white sissy Every one who saw me at work used to think I was Mr. Clean, Mr. Respectable. I work in advertising and I used to model my appearance on the sort of guys you find between the pages of GQ. Very American, very preppy. I was a nice middle-class boy with a nice expensive haircut and a nice expensive suit. I went to an up market health club to keep my body in peak condition. I'd even dated a nice girl from time to time. So you'd be right in thinking that I was a bit of a closet case. I used to pass a gay bar on my way home from work; in the summer the faggots would spill… อ่านเพิ่ม

JESSICA confessions of a pantyhose addict my name is Jessica and i am addicted to pantyhose - i enjoy every aspect of them - they way they look, the way they feel and i just absolutely flip girl watching when they are wearing hosiery It's probably rooted in my early days when i would explore my mothers closet - going through unexplained changes during puberty, i was curious of womens clothing and since my mother had lots of stocking and pantyhose drawers, i thought i'd try them on pantyhose were silky and felt cool and exhilarating - nylon stockings required an open girdle or… อ่านเพิ่ม

Erica's Diary - The Making of a Crossdresser Confessions of a Crossdresser I am a crossdresser. It is an addiction. I’ve tried, but I really can’t stop myself: fantasies, endless looking at pornography, shopping, dressing, masturbation, and inevitably, seeking men to please. I started out as a panty fantasizer and have progressed. If I was a woman, I would be a cum dumpster. Intelligent, attractive, clean, classy, a good dresser, subtly sexy, and fit… but obsessed with a man’s sperm! I have been unable to control myself wanting to be a woman. I’m married, with k**s and I have even be… อ่านเพิ่ม

This is a continuation of my diary on being a crossdresser. This is all true and not a fantasy. My hidden life as “Erica” is real. If you, too, are a crossdresser, I would enjoy learning of your “story”. If you are a man who enjoys being with a crossdresser, as I enjoy servicing such men, let me know that as well. The original posting “Making of Erica” chronicled my early teen years of exploring crossdressing up until, as an adult, I acted on my passion and became “Erica” when the opportunity presented itself. This writing picks-up from where the “Making of Erica” left off. I am fully i… อ่านเพิ่ม

I am a crossdresser. It is an addiction. I’ve tried, but I really can’t stop myself: fantasies, endless looking at pornography, shopping, dressing, masturbation, and inevitably, seeking men to please. I have only sucked cocks, but over a hundred at my last count. I want to open my legs and allow another man to “do” me. I think I’m a little scared to serve a man has his bottom, but I just know that I will give it a try someday soon. I have been unable to control myself wanting to be a woman. I’m married, with k**s and I have even been through years of therapy, first for the pornography, and the… อ่านเพิ่ม

OMG! If my husband only knew! Number six just came deep inside my pussy! And I’m lovin’ it! I’m in a hotel, traveling on business. I’m doing something that I have planned for a long time: I going fuck crazy! I travel a lot. I follow the sexy posting on Craigslist. I know what traveling men want. Well, tonight, I want the same thing. No apologies. Just sex. Not romance. Sex. My name is Erica. I’m a lonely suburban housewife who also works out of the home. One morning when her husband was away on (another) business trip, I discovered his secret: I found my husband’s supply of pornograp… อ่านเพิ่ม