All En Femme and Horny, Now What?

As is customary, we as crossdressers or transvestites find those moments where we can’t resist entering our inner woman and bask in the satisfaction that immediately results. For me, that means stripping naked, shaving (not just the face honey), a shower and choosing some silky little things that I’m in the mood for.

Let’s see, some Wolford tights and heels making my legs unbelievably sexy, check. I’ll go with the nude today.

Hmmm, a black teddy, see-through in the bust area. Check.

Long black gloves, brown wig and lipstick. Check.

A little perfume to top things off (you really have to try this). Done.

It’s incredible the intensity it brings admiring that “model” in the mirror, turning around for the butt view and making yourself more “wet” by the moment. Now that I’ve successfully seduced my better half, time to take it further.

Auto-erotic time since no one else around? Check.

For some, like myself, being a crossdresser has the rather sad outcome of having to masturbate to relieve that burning tension that occurs frequently. Although I can say that I’ve had a great jerk-off here or there, relying on masturbation alone is, face it, fairly one dimensional and boring. Of course I’d love to share this with another but, well, there’s that whole closet thing I’m locked in.

Over time, however, the fantasies while masturbating evolved in, shall I say, an interesting manner. Thoughts crossed of being fucked like a real woman, not by a man, but by another transvestite like myself. It eventually led me to start experimenting with a dildo, perfecting my sucking technique and imagining a sexy tranny was taking me from behind.

Don’t get me started on the bound and raped dreams either.

Since I’ve lived a rather vanilla heterosexual life, these fantasies turned me on so unbelievably, it gave a new edge to lonesome solo sex. I could have cared less if this made me gay or bisexual or whatever. There is something about breaking taboos, however, that makes it so new, sexy and arousing that it’s impossible to resist.

Suddenly, it occupied my mind 24/7 and the little voice in my head said enough with the fucking dildo already, you’re ready for the real deal. So now we come to today. Yes, masturbation has lost it’s luster, even with my loyal dildo. Yet the voice has spoken and my lusting for transvestites continues on the agenda.

Oh yeah, I forgot. I need that key for the closet.