The City, Loneliness and Crossdressing Pt. 2
Hello, and Sweet Kisses!
Been a little while....sooooo let us continue, Darling?
*BOOOOOOOM* I stood in the mirror after successfully turning myself into Wonder Woman! The tightness of the red and gold corset, the shiny pantyhose, the red high heeled boots! I stood with a sexy authority! "I am the most POWERFUL Woman in the WORLD!" I said to myself in the mirror....Cheesy, I know.....but fun....
As I cross dressed, It seemed to act as a sort of therapy for me.....Helping relax, deal with my stress and sexual frustrations. There was no better thrill than coming home after a disaster of a day and lounging in my above ground pool in my backyard in a bikini, wide brimmed sun hat and high heels. Thankfully, high brick fences kept my secret from prying eyes.
Speaking of therapy....I still feel like cross dressing still is a coping mechanism for not being able to attract the classy, fun, loving, feminine woman I always desired......By the time I began dating, (late 90's into very early 2000s) women had changed....everything about them....None of it for the better....Women's lingerie and fashion seemed to become less feminine..... I recall noticing stores selling "women's boxers".......just....UGH.....Women themselves became less attractive....Most began to act egotistical, selfish, boorish and hyper masculine.....Needless to say, I was NOT successful when I attempted to date.....All my relationships devolved into verbal fights, being berated and ultimately cheated on despite my best efforts........
I fell into a deep depression......this fueled my lust for cross dressing to come back with a lustful fury.
I had settled upon the idea....."That if I cannot ever have the Woman of my Dreams, I will simply BECOME the woman of my fantasies......" So I did just that....
I began going out at night for night drives dressed as a woman.....The first time I did it I took my time applying make up...Long lashes and shadowy mascara......emulating a classy, sultry 80's vixen look....Affixing a wavy, wig with bangs......I had recently purchased a blue and black "Peplum" dress (LOVE how feminine those dresses are) and matching hat.......
Still recall slipping into black bikini panties, a tight garter belt and back seamed stockings....all feeling like smooth melted chocolate against my hairless, pampered skin....Finally getting out some large, bouncy DD breast forms to pack my brassiere....
I stood in the floor length mirror admiring the outfit I had put together....Loving the back seams of my stockings, the shine of my patent black high heel pumps.....Feeling my cock stiffen in my bikini panties as my breast forms jiggled with every step I took.....In those days, I began to go by the name Gina and I was loving this new found alter ego......
Around 2005....I discovered the internet...(Yes, very late I know.....AND I was stuck on dial up at the time too...) AMAZING! I practically LIVED on Youtube, Retrojunk and HardcoreGaming101 back then! I was able to converse with people around the world....buy women's clothing and lingerie discreetly and meet people who shared in my cross dressing hobby.....I can truly say it was a huge life saver and helped me with my loneliness......I also found a local group who had a private cross dresser club.....On a dare....I began to be a "Waitress" there on to this very day....
At this club, My waitress gimmick is "Bunny Belinda".....As I wear a Playboy Bunny costume to wait tables....On Friday nights I take meticulous care applying my makeup, wig and SQUEEZING into a skin tight Bunny costume. I have long worked on my feminine voice I can pass for female...So much so...that Men flirt with me constantly....MUCH to the HATRED of possible wives and girlfriends.....Secretly, I enjoy strutting past the tables in my pantyhose turning heads.....I LOVE how it made "biological" women angry, nervous and jealous......It was sort of my way at getting back at the female gender for they lousy treatment they had given me all my life....
OOOPs.....Ok....That will be it for now, Darlings.....I can smell the apple pie I am cooking....Stay tuned for part 3!!! KISSES!!!!! :* :* :*
Been a little while....sooooo let us continue, Darling?
*BOOOOOOOM* I stood in the mirror after successfully turning myself into Wonder Woman! The tightness of the red and gold corset, the shiny pantyhose, the red high heeled boots! I stood with a sexy authority! "I am the most POWERFUL Woman in the WORLD!" I said to myself in the mirror....Cheesy, I know.....but fun....
As I cross dressed, It seemed to act as a sort of therapy for me.....Helping relax, deal with my stress and sexual frustrations. There was no better thrill than coming home after a disaster of a day and lounging in my above ground pool in my backyard in a bikini, wide brimmed sun hat and high heels. Thankfully, high brick fences kept my secret from prying eyes.
Speaking of therapy....I still feel like cross dressing still is a coping mechanism for not being able to attract the classy, fun, loving, feminine woman I always desired......By the time I began dating, (late 90's into very early 2000s) women had changed....everything about them....None of it for the better....Women's lingerie and fashion seemed to become less feminine..... I recall noticing stores selling "women's boxers".......just....UGH.....Women themselves became less attractive....Most began to act egotistical, selfish, boorish and hyper masculine.....Needless to say, I was NOT successful when I attempted to date.....All my relationships devolved into verbal fights, being berated and ultimately cheated on despite my best efforts........
I fell into a deep depression......this fueled my lust for cross dressing to come back with a lustful fury.
I had settled upon the idea....."That if I cannot ever have the Woman of my Dreams, I will simply BECOME the woman of my fantasies......" So I did just that....
I began going out at night for night drives dressed as a woman.....The first time I did it I took my time applying make up...Long lashes and shadowy mascara......emulating a classy, sultry 80's vixen look....Affixing a wavy, wig with bangs......I had recently purchased a blue and black "Peplum" dress (LOVE how feminine those dresses are) and matching hat.......
Still recall slipping into black bikini panties, a tight garter belt and back seamed stockings....all feeling like smooth melted chocolate against my hairless, pampered skin....Finally getting out some large, bouncy DD breast forms to pack my brassiere....
I stood in the floor length mirror admiring the outfit I had put together....Loving the back seams of my stockings, the shine of my patent black high heel pumps.....Feeling my cock stiffen in my bikini panties as my breast forms jiggled with every step I took.....In those days, I began to go by the name Gina and I was loving this new found alter ego......
Around 2005....I discovered the internet...(Yes, very late I know.....AND I was stuck on dial up at the time too...) AMAZING! I practically LIVED on Youtube, Retrojunk and HardcoreGaming101 back then! I was able to converse with people around the world....buy women's clothing and lingerie discreetly and meet people who shared in my cross dressing hobby.....I can truly say it was a huge life saver and helped me with my loneliness......I also found a local group who had a private cross dresser club.....On a dare....I began to be a "Waitress" there on to this very day....
At this club, My waitress gimmick is "Bunny Belinda".....As I wear a Playboy Bunny costume to wait tables....On Friday nights I take meticulous care applying my makeup, wig and SQUEEZING into a skin tight Bunny costume. I have long worked on my feminine voice I can pass for female...So much so...that Men flirt with me constantly....MUCH to the HATRED of possible wives and girlfriends.....Secretly, I enjoy strutting past the tables in my pantyhose turning heads.....I LOVE how it made "biological" women angry, nervous and jealous......It was sort of my way at getting back at the female gender for they lousy treatment they had given me all my life....
OOOPs.....Ok....That will be it for now, Darlings.....I can smell the apple pie I am cooking....Stay tuned for part 3!!! KISSES!!!!! :* :* :*
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