My beginning stages of crossdressing was nothing more than dolling up & taking ego portraits ( give thanks goodness for the digital camera and it's check setting ). Later, I would peruse through the portraits and jerk off excitedly at how sexy I looked and how hot my hard peter was stretching out those wanted pantyhose. This went on for a few yr and I would add on the pic with dildos to progress to me look more feminine. I would envelop the plastic shaft in a pair of my hosiery and even though dildos were zip to a greater extent than props, that too evolved my fetish into new dimensions. I began"practicing"on them fantasizing about blowjobs & getting fucked like a woman ; however, that was the extent of it and I never had any intentions of acting on it. Honestly, back then & still even now the intellection of being with a man does not appeal to me.

A duad years later I discovered Craigslist personals… wow, this opened up a unharmed new chapter. I now had a way to connect with others who also love pantyhose and crossdressing. My world-class encounter was with another CD with a huge pantyhose fetish. We dressed together & talked all thing pantyhose. I started getting horny and curious. Luckily, she was an older man and very aware it was my first meter. She let me rub my paw on her wooden leg and as my oddment got the best of my fear- my hand slowly inched up her skirt further & further until I felt it… Oh My God ! It was amazing ! At that moment I had a new missionary station in life… to palpate as many cocks in pantyhose as I possibly could. I loved the tightening of her pantyhose around his dig as I grasped it and stroked it. My mind raced back to my pantyhose wrapped dildos and before I knew what I was doing my lips were wrapped around his nylon clad cock… sanctum doodly-squat, I was giving a CD in pantyhose a cock sucking ! I obviously wasn't very in force at it because she ended up jerking herself off & came in her pantyhose, but I was on my human knee eagerly awaiting the finish up & personal view.

I was now addicted to cock in pantyhose. After that first meeting, Craigslist became more frustrative. Finding CD's with a pantyhose fetich became a lot more hard than I thought. After striking out & getting stood up over & over for several calendar month, I was yearning for pantyhose cock now more than ever. I was forced to give up my prerequisite of meeting a CD and was make to assume any rooster will to wear hose. As I stated earlier, the sentiment of being with a man is not appealing ; however, I can't get enough nylon hammer. I will not look a guy in the eyes- my only when pastime is in his raging hard penile appendage ; but staying true to my initial fetish I will not waiver on my pantyhose rule- wear them & I'll make you come in them ; don't wear them & allow without pleasure. I found over the years that my greatest pleasure comes from stroking a guy's hose breed cock until all his cum has managed to squeeze itself through those petite sheer nylon threads.

Handjobs are safe and so much fun as my cock sucking skills never really did evolve much. Plus, I never liked the thought of cum shooting down my throat along with the threat of catching some disease. The job is that to the highest degree people aren't interested in meeting without viva. Luckily, I discovered flavored prophylactic for those desperate clip when I had to give a blowjob… safe sex only !

I always fantasize about being fully dolled up, posing on the bed on all quaternary with my nude person sheer to waist pantyhose on, ass cheeks peeking out of my curtly skirt, the spike of my nude high heels pointed horizontally, my long Robert Brown wig hanging down over my case, fake knocker sagging down towards the bed and a rock heavily cock rubbing all over my sheer hosiery. The feeling of a man in hose grinding his nylon bulge up against me is just down right erotic. The fantasies eventually evolved into wanting to take heed the sound of ripping nylon breaking the monotony of muteness as the rock gruelling stick prepares to infix my manpussy."Oh yes ! Rip those pantyhose and FUCK ME !"just comes pouring out of my mouth uncontrollably. But then in realness anal sex is not really in the cards for me because I'm not attracted to men.

Well… now that you know my fantasy, let me say that being dominated is pure fancy. My personality always makes me the dominant one. I like to control things and usually do. This floor is about the fear that always prevented me from playing out that phantasy and how it was probably my most enjoyable pantyhose dangerous undertaking of all.

Craigslist personals have become a thing of the preceding. Now enter Doublelist which has proven to be even more undependable than Craigslist but is unfortunately the best option you have to explore voodoo sex in a variety of cities. I was wearing pantyhose under my wearing apparel while driving to a small townsfolk in northward Carolina on a business organisation trip. Wearing hosiery gives my encephalon intimate burrow vision until I can put down the insistency in my testicles. I stopped at a gas station while in route & took out a Doublelist ad, the drive had built up so much estrogen I was really feeling the need to be feminine…so unlike me, I posted that I was looking to bottom and described my fantasy of getting my hosepipe ripped heart-to-heart. This wouldn't be my start anal experience but most previous ace were disappointing at best. After several answer I settled on a very nice looking unclouded cut & shaved cock, the stats he gave seemed fair"ddf, whitened, 6-1/2 in cut ”. I left out the part about his requirement to weary pantyhose as to not deter anyone from showing up. After all, once he is in my hotel room and sees how sexy I am, he'll do anything to sleep with me !

When I got checked into my hotel, I choose some black seamless pantyhose about 20 denier. Seamless hose give your cock more freedom and aren't as restrictive as command top, not to refer they are sexy as hell and find exceptionally balmy ! To go with my black seamless hose, I wore a grim bra stuffed with my homemade breast implants ( pantyhose stuffed with Rice & tied up to get to a rudimentary breast form ). I chose a little black garb with fateful hound to congratulate my outfit. I have a hanker slightly curly brunet wig. To my horror, I realized that my makeup bag had been left at home- all I had was some lipstick. I needed to cover my cheek as he was going to be arriving any moment, so to improvise I took some illumine nude pantyhose and stretched them over my head- my glaring red lip rouge glowing from under them. I wore a large pearl necklace to brood up the lines the pantyhose left on my neck and then pulled my wig on to conceal the remaining leg & genitals of the hosiery. There was no citation of me giving a cock sucking in my ad and with getting fucked doggystyle, he'd barely see my grimace anyway.

Hector was the name on his email savoir-faire. When he arrived I was getting ready to hand him the pantyhose that I would require him to wear while fucking me. But before I could get a watchword out, he pushed me on the bed & dropped his pants… he was already raging hard. It was fully erect without even a touch ! He was true in his email, circumcised, about 6-1/2 inches long, nice cinch but not enormous, picket vividness, shaved & clean with a lightly purple tinged mushroom school principal. His authorization reigned without saying a Son. I knew at that moment he was far too prevalent & there was no chance he was going to put on my pantyhose.

I immediately stood back up, turned around and bent over the bed assuming the military position to get fucked but Hector was a man on a missionary work, and he had other plans. Before I really even had metre to recollect about it, he jumped up on the bed and stood in front of me with his manhood staring me directly in the face. Two thoughts immediately entered my mind, a. ) I never agreed to a blowjob and b. ) I have these pantyhose over my typeface & mouth- how am I supposed to suck his dick like this ? Hector viewed me the Saame as most CD's- submissive slut that love sticking turncock & yearn to be grudge fucked. But that is totally not me, he didn't care & wasn't going to establish me the opportunity to explain myself. He grabbed my head & forcefully shoved his cock into my sassing stretching the pantyhose on my fountainhead as cryptic into my pharynx as he could forcefully push up them. I could sense frustration in him as the pantyhose restricted his ability to ram his hard rod deep into the astuteness of my esophagus. But Hector never said anything about it, he just kept ramming it in thrust after thrust. The pantyhose kept me from gagging as I knew there is no way I could feature taken the forceful face fucking he was giving without the hose restricting his depth. He clamped his handwriting down on the back of my head so that I would birth no chance to call for a break. My lack of blowjob acquisition were essentially irrelevant, all he cared about was sliding his cock in & out of a wet oral cavity as hard as he could. This was all about him & he was going to do to me whatever he wanted.

As violent as the face fucking was, the pantyhose on my head actually made it somewhat enjoyable for me ; afterall, I do love pantyhose cock ! Anyhow, after a few min, Hector had adequate and got down off the bed. I was still standing in front of the bed, bent over with my coat of arms stretched out & hands propping my trunk & head up. Hector was a short man, probably just under 5-1/2 animal foot improbable ; mind you that I'm 6ft4 in richly heels !

My wearing apparel was covering the fact that I was wearing pantyhose & not thigh high stockings. He walked around behind me, lifted my wench and uttered his initiatory wrangle of the face-off :"How in the hell am I supposed to sleep together you in those ?"To that I just replied,"Rip them afford !"They were unseamed pantyhose, but they had a midst, wide 4"senior high school waistcloth. He grabbed a fistful of pantyhose around my ass & gave them a toilsome tug but unfortunately they did not rip. He then grabbed them by the cincture a persuasively yanked them down just far enough so he could expose my hole. I had condoms laying on the bed bedside me. I requested he put one on, but he ignored me. My fright of being bent grass over exposed in nominal head of this forceful man prevented me from arguing.

At this full point I had very little experience receiving anal sex, maybe 4 or 5 times. Initial unveiling is usually dreadful, but I'd been able to control the speed & depth to ease the initial shock of having my motherfucker split widely loose by an eager cock. With Hector though, I had no say in the matter and he rammed his cock forcefully into my submissive backside ; although not surprised by his ebullience that did not lay off the sheer pain I felt. I wanted so bad for him to pull out & give me a chance to reorganise, but Hector had both helping hand firmly grasping my second joint not allowing me to elude. He pumped me with wide fortuity, teasing me by nearly pulling the tip out but then violently ramming it back in as deep as he could go. It felt like the head of his cock was punching my stomach from the interior. And yet through all the care & pain sensation, I found pleasure… being submissive, fucked like well-nigh CD's beg for.

My ass nerve shook every time he reached full profoundness. Sometimes he would slap my ass & grunt. He called me a sissy tart. My cock was fully erect under my pantyhose and was bouncing around with every thrusting. I was in barker vogue position with my weapons system supporting me so I couldn't jack myself off. I was so randy, my cock was longing for some attention. often to my surprisal I felt one of Hector's hands give up his grip from my thigh ; he leaned forward and reached around my waist. His substantial helping hand cupped my erecting, although I knew a pantyhose covered cock was not his matter, having mine touched by him while getting my ass tore up was add up Adam ! He stroked it through my pantyhose a few time and I know he felt my precum soaking through the subdued melanize nylon. Then he grabbed the genital organ of my pantyhose and ripped them open…"Ahh finally I thought,"I craved that sound of nylons tearing, the sound of meekness & domination. My cock was now unloosen from their hosiery confines. He grasped it tightly in his fist & yanked my punishing on with every stroke of his rooster in my ass.

According to his email, Hector loved fucking crossdressers. I am not sure what that makes him nor do I care about labeling him or anyone, but he is obviously turned on by femininity. However, I know he is also gay ( obviously, right ? ) because immediately after he started stroking my peter, I could tell his sensitivity was heightening quickly. I began thinking, where is he going to cum ? In my ass ? On my ass ? On my pantyhose ? On my wearing apparel ? I wasn't sure, all I knew was I wanted to"see"it shooting out of the psyche of his manhood, not just palpate it. About that time he pulled out, I instinctively turned around & got on my knees for the last up view. He was attempting to stuff his cock back down my throat to cum in my mouth because he again grabbed my head with his work force, but recollect my grimace is covered with nude pantyhose. Anyhow, time ran out & his prick just starting spewing thick white man juice all over my pantyhose wrap up aspect ! He was a grievous cummer, so I leaned my caput back & watched respective ropes fly over my chin landing on my nylon clad nose, brass, and forehead, even some reached my wig ! After he finished shooting, cum was still dribbling slowly from his cock hole like uncontrollable twaddle. several free fall landed on my black frock. My pantyhose were soaked with his sperm and I could feel it seeping through the nylon onto my cutis. I never knew being a warm, icky cum dumpster could palpate so gratifying !

Lying on the bed were some burn sheer to waist pantyhose wadded up ; they were the hose I had intended to demand Hector wear while he fucked me. He reached down, grabbed them and wiped the excess cum off his pulsating cock. I was a cummy mess and now my spare hose were a cum rag… I was loathing ! Hector quickly put his pants back on & left without saying a discussion nor without draining my abundantly full testicles. As the door shut behind him, I grabbed the cum rag pantyhose & stretched them over my exposed throbbing putz. His cum was still warmly and provided lubrication while I stroked myself. The smell & feel of all his cum on me was overwhelming & it only took a dyad strokes before I started spewing more cum into the balmy nylon cum saturated hosiery. After removing my wig, I peeled the cum drenched stockings off my head & hung them up in the shower bath to dry before washing my face & changing back into male clothes to head out for dinner.

This was a small town by the interstate & not many restaurant choice, I chose a local sandwich store near the hotel and sat down to eat. It was near closing, I was the solely patron and my seat was facing the entrance. Low & Behold, here comes Hector walking through the doorway ! I thought"holy Shit, he followed me ! What is he going to do to me now ?"That fear from earlier returned in a unlike way this time. The girl behind the replication said"Hi Jorge"… imagine that Hector isn't his real name ! Kinda makes the phantasy to a greater extent real ! Anyhow, I'm not sure he even recognized me with out my dress, wig & pantyhose on my grimace. He spoke to the employee a few arcminute and then left. I went back to the hotel and grabbed the pantyhose hung over the shower door, the one Jorge had face fucked me through & soaked with his hot warhead. I jerked off again this sentence with them stretched over my cock replaying the total event in my head. What a wild ride !