Fetish Focal Points

There are some things that just slay me.

A beautiful woman wearing silky pants probably over pantyhose. While most normal guys are looking at her face and her tits and trying to start a conversation with her so they can screw her, I'm trying to get behind her just to see that zipper and the darts. I want to wear her pants.

Hey, can I wear your clothes while you fuck that guy?






I can get off just looking at that zipper on a woman's pants.






I have several pair of women's pants that zip in the back or the side. There's just no mistaking the look, and when women see them on me, they know immediately. "That guy's wearing women's pants!" Then the giggling starts, and I'm exposed. Why would he be wearing pants like that? Does he know he's wearing women's pants?






Innocent girls modeling foundation garments. Takes me back to the Sears and Penny's catalogs. This was the mysterious world of women's underwear that was so magical. To see a real girl in just her underwear was nigh to impossible. A good girl wouldn't let herself be seen this way.

People will sometimes have dreams where they are naked in public. Walking nude in front of other people. The dream symbolism is that they are exposed, their inner selves are completely shown for all to see. Quite often, the other people in the dream don't notice or don't care. In the dream, their own discomfort is the real issue.

I once had a dream where I was in women's underwear in public. Wearing a bra, pantyhose, and girdle. I felt so exposed and vulnerable, like this girl would be if she was suddenly seen by strangers. I was walking down the hallways at work passing people who didn't know me and some people. This was my nakedness. For me, being in women's underwear is more naked than naked.




The gussett. You can't get past it. You're not enough of a man to get past it.












I was the little creep in school, looking up girls' skirts.









Go ahead and look, loser. That's right, get a good look. You'll never get it. Look all you want, and wank your wee-wee for me. Jack off while the other girls in the office and I laugh at you.

You need to be penetrated!

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Nashville Part III

Again, sorry for the delay in trying to get posts written. I wanted to pick up on my Nashville stories. To review, I had been completely humiliated by a professional domme from an escort service in front of my new friend Anna. This had been Anna's first exposure to humiliating men, but she really enjoyed it. The next night at a group dinner, she openly told everyone about my scene of dressing up, being spanked, licking up cum, etc. Read the posts below for more details.

I had been doing some humiliating sissy shopping the next day and was just coming back to my hotel when a car pulls up and parks next to me. Out come Anna and a man. I started to get panicky. It turns out he was her boyfriend, and she brought him along to have some fun. I had this sinking feeling because I was afraid that she had brought him over to have me suck his cock. Besides, I've never really gotten into these scenes with other guys, and I was already embarrassed that she had told me about what I like to do. Dan shook my hand and was pretty normal.

We went into my room, and after a short while, Anna told me they wanted to see me put on my sissy things. I sheepishly got out my bag and started selecting some things to wear. Anna and her friend sat on the other king-size bed and watched as I started to strip and put on my underthings. Anna told me that Dan had a particularly interesting talent: he could cum repeatedly. I was a bit curious about it, and she started playing with him and sucking his cock in front of me. His cock was about average size.

After getting him all worked up, she had him stroke himself to orgasm. After cumming, he kept stroking, and about a minute or so later, he came again! Again he kept stroking, and he came a third time and a fourth. I was utterly amazed any man could do this. By this time, I had my girlie things on, and Anna told me to get out my toys and start playing. It was difficult to act out my sissy side in front of Dan, but I was starting to get prissy as I slid in the butt plug. Anna laughed and said, "See, he's a sissy pantyboy! He likes that plug in his cunt." Then she told me to start sucking my 10" dildo. Anna told Dan, "He cums on it and eats it!" Embarrassed, I closed my eyes and started sucking it while she laughed. Dan didn't make too many comments, but I truly felt degraded and like I was on display.

Anna had stripped and got on all fours on the bed across from me. In no time, Dan was in her from behind and was fucking her. I was a bit stunned, and I asked "Oh my... is he fucking you?" Anna smiled big and said, "He sure is! It feels so good to get fucked by a real man!" She closed her eyes and moaned while I, the sissy cuckold, knelt on my bed straddling a pillow with a plug in my pussy bottom. I rode it up and down while I sucked on my pretend cock. All the while Anna and Dan were fucking each other silly.

I eventually started to cum. I whimpered like a sissy and dribbled on the dildo. It's difficult for me to stay in the moment and actually eat the cum unless I'm being dominated. I was overwrought with the shame of being in front of them, and I just laid over on the bed. When she realized I wasn't planning to lick up my mess, Anna snapped, "You lick that dildo clean! Lick it up! Now!" I sighed and slowly put the dick in my mouth. The humiliation was very deep. Here there was a couple watching as I sucked my cum off a dildo.

Anna cooed in her southern voice, "Does that taste good, Honey?" I quietly nodded. She laughed and said to Dan, "See, he's a sissy wannabe cocksucker." By this time, I was terrified she was going to have me do something really disgusting like lick Dan's cum out of her pussy or suck his cock clean. It was enough cuckolding to have them fuck in front of me knowing that I wasn't going to participate.

Thankfully our encounter didn't last too much longer. I cleaned up and put regular clothes back on and they headed out. Anna would return later. Dan was married, and they had been having this ongoing affair for some time. I was their entertainment for the evening, and I certainly felt like an object.

What a pathetic sissy. Watching a couple fuck while they watched me fuck my pussy bottom and my mouth with sex toys. I could imagine their drive back together: him asking her, "Where did you meet this queer?"

There's more to come on the Nashville story. Stay tuned!

Don We Now Our Sissy Apparel

I'm always jealous of what girls get to wear. This time of year, now that it's cold, I see a lot of cute girls wearing Ugg style boots with skinny jeans or leggings. I have a pair of boots like this, but I'm trying to find the perfect pair of boots. They have to have that little line of fur at the top and look girly, like in the second picture below.

I see cute women wearing them, and it's like not wearing any pants or a skirt. How naughty! You wouldn't go out like that otherwise, but somehow, just because the material is just a little thicker than tights, they can wear them without anything. Of course, many women are a bit more conservative, and they wear a longer top or coat.






Of course, I have lots of leggings and have had many escapades wearing them and getting giggled at in public. It makes me feel so sissy and vulnerable wearing thin leggings under a short tunic top or a coat in cold weather. Since adding the boots, it gets even more giggles and looks than when I was wearing more gender-neutral shoes.

These boots with the laces and fur at the top are so prissy with leggings.









Another twist on leggings is wearing black Danskin tights. Normally, they would be too sheer, but I will wear control top pantyhose under them. The effect is perfect. At a distance, they look like leggings (which is sissy in itself), but up close, you can see the image of the control top panty portion through the tights. If my top is short enough (I've even done this in the summer), you can see I'm wearing pantyhose.

One more than one occasion, this look has drawn the classic "oh... my.... god..." reaction from cute hot girls. The snickers start up, and then my face starts burning. Once, I heard a girl from a distance: "What a fuckin' GIRL!" followed by uproarious laughter from her friends.









I'm so jealous of her. She gets to walk around in just a shirt with no pants or skirt.







































I would love for a group of three hot women out shopping together to catch me in my sissy leggings. Such hot babes would think the sissy boi was so pathetic.

The one on the right just slays me. She would look great wearing a strap-on dildo.





What a cutie. I wish she'd invite me over and put this outfit on me. Then she could have me suck her boyfriend's cock while she laughs.

Nashville Part II

This visit to Nashville was just before Halloween. I planned to get as much out of it as I could by doing some sissy shopping in a town where I wasn't likely to be recognized. I went to some dancewear shops to look for some thong leotards and tights. I visited a couple stores and tried on and bought some sexy items.

Anna was going to have some more fun with me. The next night, she invited me along to dinner at a pub where members of this online swing group were going to meet. I wore regular clothes and was a little self-conscious because I was introduced as "Pantyboy," my online handle with this group. Some of them might have remembered my bio that stated that I liked to wear sissy girl things and French Maid uniforms and be humiliated with a strapon, but nobody really said anything about it.

At one point, Anna got everyone's attention and announced that everyone was invited to my hotel room to watch me put on girlie clothes, get spanked while wearing a butt-plug and have to eat my cum. She basically described the whole scene from the evening before in front of everyone at the table. I was red faced and humiliated, especially with men hearing the sordid details. Nobody took her up on the offer, and I felt a little like a little freak.

There was one particularly hot woman there with her husband. They were swingers. She was dressed in an sexy tight dress with black pantyhose and no panties that I could tell. I had been eying her. She did say, "Sorry we have other plans. It might be fun. Maybe I'd have you suck off Jim (her husband). Anna chimed in with, "Oh, he'd love that!" Nothing came of the evening other than I had been humiliated in front of group of about 25 men and women.

The next day I did some more sissy shopping. A lot of times, I'll call ahead and ask if it's OK for me to try on feminine clothing. I also use the call to set up a sense of embarrassment ahead of time. I told the clerk on the phone at this one store that my girlfriend was making me dress up as a girl for Halloween. I could tell she thought that was amusing. She said I was welcome to come in and try on dresses. I arrived carrying a bag with bra, pantyhose, a girdle brief, and high heels. I told the girl I was supposed to make sure it all fit right. She and the other clerk thought it was really funny that I was going to wear everything. I told her that my girlfiend had made me try on the bra and panties at Frederick's. They were laughing at the stories I told her.

They helped me pick out a couple dresses and put me in a room in a closed-off section of the fitting area, so I had the whole side to myself. After I put on all my underthings, I tried on the first dress. They were asking me through the door how things were going, and after I had it on, they told me to come out and show them. "You look great!" she said with a big smile, and she called the other clerk over to see me. I was acting very embarrassed having to wear a bra, girdle, hose and heels. I was walking awkwardly in my heels. I got a lot of giggles as I tried to adjust this very short, tight dress so that the panty line of my pantyhose didn't show.

After trying on two other dresses, with their help I decided on a grey and red houndstooth dress that was obscenely short. Both of them were having fun with me by then, and one said, "You'll have to be careful not to let boys see your panties." They both laughed. I made a comment that my girlfriend had me wearing panties a number of times. The other said, "Better be careful you don't get used to it. This could become a regular habit!" Inquisitively I asked, "You mean if I wear panties too often?" She replied, "Yep, you could start liking it." I said, "Well, I have to say they do feel very nice." They giggled as they rang me up. I thanked them as I left, and they were laughing and saying, "Have fun!"

Nashville

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Thanks for Enduring the Last Post

For those of you who read it, thanks for enduring the last post. It was very long. I had no idea how long it really was until I posted it, and I couldn't figure out how to break it into parts.

I promise to keep my next couple posts to be much shorter.

Coming soon...