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II did not know I had a disorder did not know I had a disorder
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I am not sure if I should be embarrassed, ashamed, depressed about my condition. I knew I had a condition but did not think it was anything to worry about. My condition did not show to others. To my wife, family and co-workers I seemed normal. Sometimes I wondered if they knew about my condition. If they had, why did they not tell me? Like most illnesses you do not notice any symptoms at first. One day I read an article online and suddenly you realized you have a disorder. For years I suspected, but did not admit the fact to me. I did not think my condition was serious, but I wanted to keep it a secret.
My secret was, I was bisexual. There is nothing wrong with being bisexual. How can sucking cock or eating pussy be illness? Bisexuality itself has not been considered a mental disorder or dysfunction. What I had was a disorder or dysfunction was related to a little fetish that I developed. My fetish was dressing in woman clothes when I met men for sex.
For the last five years, I believed I was just a normal cross-dresser. Now the online article was about the psychology of cross-dressing. The article stated anyone who dresses in the clothes of the opposite sex was considered a transvestite. The Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders DSM-IV lists Transvestite as a sexual disorder.
Admittingly I was a Transvestite because I achieved sexual excitement by cross-dressing. Transvestite dresses for two different reasons. First reason was to seek to intensify sexual excitement during intercourse. The second reason someone cross-dresses as a woman was associated with a gender identity problem. I dressed for the first reason.
In many surveys and research it had been determined Transvestites were not necessarily homosexual. It was determined many transvestites were straight men who enjoyed only meeting females. It has been estimated that 80% of are heterosexual having no desire meeting a bisexual or gay man. This leaves only 20% of Transvestites who are bisexual or gay and enjoying meeting other for adult role playing. I considered myself in the 20% of Transvestites.
My fetish started when I was an adult in my 50s. I dressed for the first time when I met a stranger for sex. Craigslist was an excellent place to post a personal advertisement to meet someone. I posted to the personal section erotic encounter, male4male, for Orlando, Florida. My post was short and to the point, 53married white male seeks male to give head, nothing in return. A few days pasted when I received an email from a stranger from San Diego.
His email stated, "Hi my name is Ray 35 straight white married, and will visit Orlando in a few weeks. I saw your post on Craigslist and wanted to know if you would like to meet. I am a straight man and not looking forward to giving a blowjob, just needing my cock sucked. Hope that you would like to meet."
When meeting strangers from the Internet I like to exchange a few emails to make sure the man is serious about meeting, and that he is not a wacko person. Exchanging a few emails and asking a few questions, you should be able to decide if you like-minded and should meet. Wanting to make sure you are what the other person is seeking, making sure there will be no disappointment.
I responded, "Ray's thanks for your email and interest. I am interested in meeting you. I am fifty-three years old, 5'-10" and 210 pounds, about twenty-five pounds heavy but not fat. I am clean-shaven, short gray hair, glasses. I would like to make sure you are OK with my age and my height to weight, Roger." I have talked to many men on-line, and some had an issue with age and with the overweight. Some men are seeking a 'Ten' to let them suck their cock. I like to think I am a 'Three' to 'Five', on a 'Ten' scale. I might not stand out with admirable looks; many men said I gave excellent oral service.
I like meeting men and being their fantasy. Many straight, married men like to receive oral intercourse. With their eyes shut, they do not mind if it is a male or female giving them head. I am also a man and think I know what men like, a blowjob and then cumming in a warm, wet mouth, swallows the other person your load. I offer a man a service, free. I will suck their cocks, and they climax in my mouth then tell me to swallow.
Rays next email back said, "Roger, I do not care about your age or your weight; I need someone to suck my cock. My motel room will be available on Friday evening. Do you know any transvestite? My fantasy is to meet a chick with a dick." Asking if I knew a Tranny was a strange question. It sounded like that Ray wanted a threesome.
My next email to Ray, "Ray I do not know any she-males, but I can check around and will let you know. My need is to suck a chick with a dick, or even maybe bend over and fucked by one."
Ray responded, "Roger did not know you were a bottom. It would be hot to fuck the. She-male while she blows you then watch her fuck you as you blow."
Ray and I were exchanging several emails daily. After exchanging phone numbers, my phone rings at work. It was Ray calling me. I was at work and steeped outside for some privacy. First question after hello, Ray said, "Do you swallow or spit?" That was a direct question from Ray, but I understood why he was asking.
I responded boastfully, "I like letting a man shoot off in my mouth and having him tell me to swallow his load." By the sound of his voice, he seemed pleased with my answer.
Ray continued, "Good; I am a straight man, and not interested in sucking any cock. I like the sound of your posting you are what I need." Ray continued his questions; he asked, "Did you find a chick with a dick yet?" I received his email last late last night and had not started looking for a Tranny.
I responded, "No, not yet; I will check Craigslist today. You know that most, she-males charge money. I am willing to split the cost with you."
Ray scoffed, "No, not fine. You need to find a chick with a dick to meet us, and one that does not charge. I fancy seeing the Tranny sucking your cock; I take her from the rear. Then I would like to see her cock fucking your man-cunt." Ray was graphic about what he wanted. From our conservation, it appeared the sight of a man in woman clothes turned on Ray.
Remembering a few years back, I met a man and a Tranny for some wild, passionate sex. If Ray wanted a threesome, I was going to make that happen. After Ray's phone call, I started my search on Craigslist for a chick with a dick. I found several in the local area, sending them all an email. The next day, I received an email from Crystal, a thirty-five-year-old transvestite with silicone breasts. Crystal lived about thirty miles from the town I lived. Crystal provided her phone number to call confirming our meeting arrangements. When I called her, it rang six times, and I wondered if I had the correct phone number. Finally, when someone answered the phone, I said, "Crystal, Roger."
Crystal answered in a low, soft whisper, "Oh, hi sweetie; so good of you to call. What can I do for you?"
Not wanting to catch her at a bad time, so I asked, "Crystal, is this a good time to talk?"
Crystal replied, "Sure Roger; I just got out of bed and fixed my first cup of coffee."
The conversation was going as planned I continued, "So, are you OK meeting Ray and me on Friday night?"
Crystal stretching her words said, "Oh yes sweetie; both of my holes love to be filled."
I was excited about having a threesome with Ray and Crystal. There was one thing I need to check out. I was not sure how to ask I blurted, "Crystal, do you charge when you meet someone?"
Crystal replied, "Oh no sweetie; I am always free."
Glad that Crystal was not a professional, and that she was what Ray was seeking, I replied, "Great Crystal, Ray and I are not looking for a professional, just someone who likes to meet men and indulge in some fun."
Crystal responded, "I love having fun, and with the two of you, there are more possibilities. I am versatile. You two meet me at my place." Crystal said with a playful sound in her voice. Crystal continues, "Now Ray is the straight guy who wants to fuck me, and you are a bottom which likes to give head?"
I responded, "Yes that sums it up, and I also like to give head."
The meeting was scheduled for seven PM at Crystal's house on Friday night. I sent Ray a text message giving him Crystal's facts. She was thirty-five TV, 40D, seven inches cut, versatile.' Crystal provided a photograph that showed that she has large silicone boobs and a male member, a chick with something extra. Ray was all excited about meeting Crystal. The plan to meet as threesome was set.
On the Thursday evening, Ray called saying, "Roger, bad news; my meeting has been canceled. I am now arriving on Monday."
I said, "No problem Ray, I will reschedule."
I called Crystal to update her on the change of Ray's arrival date. She apologized, but she was going to be out of town on Monday and could not change her plans. I called Ray back, and I told him, "Ray; Crystal will be out of town on Monday night. She cannot change her plans. It looks likes is going to be you and me."
Ray, in an upset and loud voice, said, "Roger, you will come up with another, she-male."
Taken aback from his outburst and demand, I said, "I have tried I cannot find one available. I did find one, but she wants two hundred dollars an hour.

I moved to the mirror on the wall saying, "No shit," but I could not see the red bra.
Ray laughed saying, "Do not worry Roger; I was just k**ding. However, you are a real turn on with your sissy things. You are a good cock sucker not you are a good cocksucking bitch." The humiliating words stung. Ray continued, "Feeling your nylon clad legs rubbing my cock, and that lap-dance, wow. I just needed that sweet ass of yours. I hope you did not mind, slut." I looked at a Ray; he had a silly smile on his face. I responded, "Yes that was kind of hot. That was my first time to give a lap dancing. You felt good inside me, but you did not use a condom." Ray admitted, "Yes, I bought one and intended to use it, but you were so hot in the panty hose; I just could not wait to fuck your ass. I hope you do not mind I am clean."
I scolded, "You should have used a condom if you were going to shoot in me. However, I am clean too." As I said this, I could feel his man juice ooze out, and entered the bathroom to clean up again.
I received a text message from Ray, "I want to meet you tonight."
I sent a text message back, "Sure, what do you fancy me to wear this time?"

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Facetime Accident With Mother In LawIt was the usual time me and my girlfriend would facetiming but I felt a little risky this time so I was already naked. I gave her number a ring and had the camera straight at my junk trying to throw a little surprise there for her. I was swaying it back and forth and I still didn't get a reply. All I heard was.. “Uhm... Hello...” Next thing I noticed it was my girlfriends mom. I said oh shit and struggled trying to hang up while she said “No no... don't hang...

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Timeless Beauty 2

TIMELESS BEAUTY 2 BY PAUL G. JUTRAS Alex walked from the shower trying to dry his long shoulder length hair. In only a bath robe, he entered his college dorm room and turned on the television. The channel 5 weather man was giving a major warning for its forecast. As a transsexual he was happy to of gotten a single room. "This just in," said the weatherman. "This looks like it will be the worst hurricane season for Florida since the 1960s. The major threats are the hurricanes that...

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Sentiments of a Submissive

Sentiments of a Submissive By:? Miss Georgia Peach As told to:? JEP  Introduction:? Miss Peach is the most unique submissive I have ever encountered.? In addition to being incredibly beautiful, she has the mind of a true intellect.? She has a unique ability to put words together to create a vivid word picture that is truly a work of eroticism.? The following are her words to express her sentiments and a few of her experiences.???????????????? JEP  I do love the concept of being pierced...

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Springtime Summit

I smile as I step out of the car, my boots crunching against the gravel beneath my feet. It’s one of those perfect spring days – the sun shining brightly through the crisp, cool air, a bit of breeze carrying that intoxicating earthy, damp smell of the season. My smile broadens as I remember that quote from Miss Congeniality: the “perfect date” was April 25th, because “it’s not too hot, not too cold, all you need is a light jacket.” I guess I am a cliché, but I can’t help it. I love Spring. New...

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Springtime is for Lovers

When we first met it was entirely by accident. Even now I remember it clearly, although almost four decades have passed by since then. It was one of those lovely bright sunny days that are so typical of Paris in the springtime.I was strolling along the Boulevard Haussmann, just outside the Magasin au Printemps where the pretty girls were selling their bunches of lily of the valley as they traditionally used to do on the first day of May.  I wasn't looking where I was going, daydreaming as...

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Another Springtime Ch 05

Chapter 5: Encounters On The Open Road Looking back now afterward I still cannot make sense out of what happened that day at the motel at LeGrande, Oregon. They had picked up our trail somehow, although I think it must have been a matter of pure chance. I have reviewed it now a thousand times and cannot see where we left a trail to open ourselves to their tracing. Nevertheless, we had an encounter on a Tuesday morning after a pleasant stay in LeGrande and breakfast at the restaurant across the...

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Springtime In Pennsylvania

I remember vividly, one Saturday last year. It started out as a regular, routine springtime Saturday, filled with plans of getting the trimming done up and then mowing the yard. The sky was a deep, rich shade of blue and not a cloud to be seen. A few short weeks from now, a day like this would turn into a scorcher, but today, being early in the summer, it held the promise of being almost perfect weather for me to get everything done. There was a full case of beer waiting for me in the...

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Springtime for Summers

Springtime for Summers (c) 2002 by Nom de Plume Anne Summers had always thought that Christmas would be the worst time. The death of her husband Patrick the preceding September had been such a devastating shock, she had barely gone through the motions that first December, in an effort to create a semblance of joy for her three year old daughter Lindy. In her fragile state, she had succumbed to the smooth advances of her investment advisor, Andrew Nash, a...

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Springtime In Pennsylvania

I remember vividly, one Saturday last year. It started out as a regular, routine springtime Saturday, filled with plans of getting the trimming done up and then mowing the yard. The sky was a deep, rich shade of blue and not a cloud to be seen. A few short weeks from now, a day like this would turn into a scorcher, but today, being early in the summer, it held the promise of being almost perfect weather for me to get everything done.There was a full case of beer waiting for me in the...

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Springtime on the Farm

It’s been 29 years since this happened but I remember it as if it was yesterday. I changed her name but the incidents are true. I knew what the ‘bird’ was, we used it at school to taunt and tease our friends, a greeting. We knew it had a sexual connotation but that wasn’t why we flipped each other off. I could stiff finger my friends and they would laugh and reply in kind, it was part of how we communicated. Once in a while though I would give my younger sister the finger because she irritated...

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BSC07 the First Lifestyle NudistsChapter 5 Lazy Springtime Dreams

Eventually Joan Simpson stopped gesticulating with her hands and just pointed to a building through the trees that she wanted Hank and Lynn to take the car up to. Once the car was parked the proprietor of the Success Nudist Resort would catch up with them and give them all a proper tour of the facilities. This naked woman then disappeared back into the Admin Building leaving Hank and Lynn to climb back into the car and drive up to the building she had pointed out to them. Tom just sat there...

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Dressing

Dressing Janet L. Stickney The inability to express oneself is one of the worst things I can think of. Myself, I didn't know that boys were not supposed to wear dresses until I showed up at the dinner table completely dressed as a girl. I was about 5 or 6 I guess. I can remember my dad going ballistic, and right after dinner mom had me change back into my own clothes while she told me it was wrong for boys to dress as girls. After that I was always careful so as not to get...

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Summer dressing

It was the mid 1980s, I was 20 years old and it was the summer holidays. For the long break from college I'd managed to find a vacation job in Kent in the south of England. It wasn't brilliant but I was going to get some experience of working with computers, and earn a bit of money to keep me going during term time. The company was based in a small town where I had found a room in a house with a fairly old-fashioned landlady. The freedom of being fairly anonymous in this new job and town was...

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Mistress playtime Pt 2

I untie you and move you to the bed. I restrain you to the bed by tying your hands above your head, then spreading your legs. By doing this I have great access to your ass. I look at you looking at me, waiting. I leave your nipples and cock alone for now and get to work on your ass. Using lube and a toy. I get between your legs. My nails are sharp but short. I have to really dig into your skin to scrape you and leave red marks behind. I scrape my finger nails up your inner thighs and grab your...

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Sweet And Sentimental

Sweet And Sentimental by Throne I was at my computer, dressed in panties and my long, pink-champagne nightgown. What I was wearing felt so good against my smooth satiny skin. Instead of one of my wigs I had my natural hair, which is collar- length, up in ponytails at the sides of my head. For make-up I had on just a touch of blush and some pink-tinted lip gloss. I was in the middle of reading a newly posted story on my favorite site, Make Believe Mania, when I heard the front door...

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My Qualifications to Write About Crossdressing

My Qualifications to Write About Crossdressing By Ricky How ironic! While looking for something in my files the other day I found I have been writing about crossdressing more than 10 years now. The problem is, I now realize I am completely unqualified to be a crossdresser, let alone a writer on the subject. Think about it, just what are the qualifications for a crossdresser? Surely you've read a multitude of "true life stories" in the crossdressing magazines. Perhaps if we...

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Hannah SHOWTIME MOM

Carol began to shake realizing her daughter and Jim were becoming excited by her. Hands ran over her body. They were smiling and making lewd comments. Overcome with fear, Carol took the only desperate course she knew. “I’ll do what ever you want, just don’t hurt me anymore. Please, I’ll let you do what you want and then you can live together, I promise, I’ll forget everything.” “ Please don’t hurt me.” “Hannah, I am your Mom. Jim, I have known you for 20 years.” “Please....

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Showtime

SPELLS r' US: Showtime By Raven Jeff was a drama student at the university. Ever since he was a little boy he wanted to be an actor. Jeff grew up watching all of the old greats: Errol Flynn, Douglas Fairbanks, Jr., and all of the swashbuckling heros. In truth, that is how he pictured him- self. The modern movies just couldn't capture the "daring-do" of the old black and whites! Jeff was convinced that when he became a star, he would be able to bring...

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Showtime Part 3

e amaze each other, Jennifer, but I'm going to amaze you the most. I have a passion to live within easy reach of Shaftsbury Avenue and the rest of theatreland. Footlights and greasepaint are part of me and I constantly need to feel the pulse of the West End. That being the case I'm going to make Horace Pratt an offer for this house." "You're going to buy number nineteen?" Jennifer asked incredulously, "But how? You're always so short of money. You never have two brass pennies to rub...

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Showtime Part 1

SHOWTIME Part 1 The train raced south though a late spring morning. Clickerty-clack, clickerty-clack, wheels making music of their ride over hard steel rails. Jennifer Hancock wedged herself tight into the corner of her seat by the window to gaze with growing boredom at the green fields and tops of houses that had been the scenery for most of the time since her journey from York had begun. On the surface there seemed little chance for sexual intrigue on such a trip. The passenger...

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Showtime Part 5

SHOWTIME Part 5 Daylight cutting in between ill-fitting curtains awoke Jennifer Hancock early, but it took several moments for dormant cogs of concupiscence to crank into motion. Eventually she wiped the back of a hand over her eyes to brush away a wisp of hair before rolling from her bed and lurching across to the window. Rain was falling; fat wet drops bouncing on the sills outside as she gazed out on the closely packed roofs and chimney-pots opposite, all standing on top of...

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