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Tony made contact quite soon after I joined the new website. He said how much he liked what I’d written in my profile and that I was just what he’d been looking for. I checked him out. Divorced, retired early, no close family, lives quietly with his dog in his own detached home only a few miles away. He wasn’t interested in hook ups in hotels but wanted someone to become a proper regular girlfriend to spend time at his home. He’d had a long monogamous marriage followed by a few years of celibacy. He wasn’t willing to meet anyone who didn’t practice safe sex as he valued his health above everyt… Read more

In the morning I woke up late. I was alone in the bed. I felt so contented. My mind went back to the previous day. It had been a day of firsts. First time being dressed in the company of others, first time sucking cock, first time ... oh such a long list, in fact the first time to have any sexual experience with other people. And I'd done it all! I think. I giggled and lay for a while enjoying the sensation of waking up dressed in a nightie in a strange bed. I wriggled around just to feel the nylon caress my skin. How lovely it was to throw back the duvet and look down to see my frilly baby-do… Read more

Ann gave me a kiss and a cuddle and wiped my tummy with some tissues. Luckily, I hadn't soiled my pretty lingerie. She slid my panties off then took me to the bathroom to clean up properly. John dressed and went to make a cup of tea. In the bathroom, I stood as Ann cleaned me with some wet wipes. I had one last little drop of semen on the tip of my cock. Ann wiped this off with her finger and brought it to her lips. Her tongue flicked out. "Just to see how you taste", she said. "Was everything ok back there?" I asked nervously, "It seemed to be over very quickly". "Everything was fine Bryoni"… Read more

I had been dressing for a few years and I'd got to that stage where it wasn't about just dressing like a girl anymore but being like a girl. I would adopt feminine mannerisms and stay dressed even after I'd masturbated, enjoying my femininity for as long as possible. Sometimes this was 24/7. I lived with my divorced mother who spent extended periods staying at my grandmother's. So, except for the times I had to venture outside the house, I could be permanently en- femme. It was wonderful. But I needed to share. I would dress and ring sex phone lines. Then I got my first computer and discovere… Read more

And then, there were my sister's clothes. I'd always had an attraction for female clothes. Even as a boy I loved looking at the women's and girls' section in my mother's catalogues. I mostly looked at the underwear. It was exciting to see girls and women in bras and knickers. I loved slips too. They looked so smooth and silky. Strangely, at that time, I had a fascination for directoire knickers and can remember dreaming about wearing them. I also enjoyed looking at all the outerwear and shoes etc. thinking how nice it must be to wear all those pretty things. Another thing I liked to do was re… Read more