Wednesday May 30, 2012

Today after I got home from work, I was in for a nice surprise when I entered the house.

Wifey was not at home, there was a note that she had written saying that she would probably not be home when I got there.

Ant the note was right, she was not here when I got home.

So, that left me home alone and a perfect opportunity to surf for porn.

And that is what I did.

After putting my things away, it was straight to the computer room, where it took no time at all to log on, and head for my favorite porn sites.

Checking out a number of nice pics of some very nice pussies, it took no time at all to get me quite aroused.

Getting aroused meant only one thing, and that is to masturbate.

So, as I scanned as many images as I could while there was a bit of time without getting caught, those images had aroused me to the point that I just had to take matters into my own hand.

Not knowing when wifey might walk through the door, time was at a premium from that moment on.

So, after about 10 minutes of looking at porn, it was now time to take care of business.

So, heading off to another room, I wasted no time in dropping my pants and taking my cock into my hand.

The reason I went to the other room, was that if I was sitting at the computer looking at porn when wifey walked in, my pants at my ankles, cock hard and in my hand all lubed up and stroking it, I think she would be a little upset.

So, rather than piss the wifey off, it was best to head off to the other room where I could look out the window as I was masturbating, and if by chance wifey did drive up to the house, I would have enough time to pull up my pants, and get myself together before she could walk through the door, and act as if nothing was going on.

So, my plan was set.

So, heading to the spare room, and once inside it took no time at all to drop my pants, have my hard cock standing at attention in front of me and take it in hand.

Because there was no time to waste and to lessen the chances of getting caught masturbating by wifey, I had to improvise.

So taking the tube of KY with me would mean that I would have to wash my hands immediately after to remove the lubricant,and if she just happen to come home it would be easier and less riskier to just use sputum.

It would not need to be wiped off so thoroughly, and if I wiped my hand on the paper towel, it would be clean almost immediately.

Once I started to stroke my cock dry, I knew that even if wifey drove up in front of the house right now, there was no way that I would be able to stop myself from continuing my mission.

And that was to masturbate to ejaculation and orgasm.

So, after a few strokes, I spit into the palm of my hand, worked it over the head and shaft of my hard cock, and began to stroke.

Now that felt so good, my hand sliding up and down my cock.

With the first few strokes, there was no way to stop me now.

So, I gripped my cock firmly, and stroked away at a very fast pace, and within 3 minutes I was now on the edge of cumming.

Still no sign of wifey pulling up, and even if she did, I still had time to ejaculate and wipe my hand and cock off before she had time to get out of her car and walk into the house.

So, my hand kept stroking away at a furious pace.

My cock began to pulse more rapidly, and there was no turning back, I was about to cum.

As my cock pulsed and ejaculate was spit out spurt after spurt, it felt so good to cum.

It was a very intense orgasm, and the only thing that was missing, was a picture of a naked woman or a nice clean shaven pussy looking at me from my computer screen.

Sadly, being away from my computer took some pleasure out of today's masturbation session, but not enough to kill the moment.

Just masturbating to orgasm and ejaculation made taking this chance worth every moment.

After ejaculating, I wiped up the cum from my hand and cock, then pulled my pants back up, fastened them, and headed for the bathroom, where I disposed of the evidence in the toilet, by flushing it down.

Next, I washed my hands, checked myself over to ensure that there were no obvious signs of me having my pants down, and was satisfied that all was in order.

Once my hands were clean, the paper towel now flushed away, it was time to head back to the computer room and look at a bit more porn until wifey got home.

Damn, I love this kind of picture.

One where you get to look up at a woman from a ground perspective, and see her from an angle that is rarely seen.

In this picture, the woman is standing over top off the camera, and the viewer can look up and see her pussy as if she is standing over top off the viewer and  teasing him.

Wow, now that is one huge clitoris.

Bent over like that makes me want to walk up behind her with my hard, lubed up cock sticking out and just stick it in her pussy and hump away.

Looks like it would be very tasty to lick.

Another swollen pussy.

Double the pleasure.

Two pussies for the price of one.

Another big clitoris.

How cum I never get to see clitoris's this big?
Would love to see one even just once, and even have a chance to look, feel and suck on it.

Not too much to ask for now is it?

So inviting.

Mmmmm

Nice close up of this smooth pussy.

Almost looks real enough to feel and smell.

Can I have a lick please?

Smooth and waiting to be licked.

Bent over, and ready to have a nice hard cock slipped in.....

Now this is almost life size, and one can almost smell the sweet aroma of her pussy.

Ready to spread her pussy lips open for a good close up look.

Spread lips, and so tasty looking.

Another big clitoris that begs to be licked, and a whole lot more.

Looking up at another swollen pussy.

And as stated above, I just love this kind of picture.

Wow, that is almost like a big hard cock sticking out.

Smooth and ready to have my tongue lapping away at her clitoris.

Lick, lick, mmmm, so nice and juicy, and sweet enough to be licked for hours.

Hope you all enjoy  looking at these pics posted here, and if you decide to pull your own cock out and masturbate, it will be worth it if you look at these pictures when you cum.

Trust me, I know, because I have done it many times in the past, and will do it many times again in the future.

You can bet on that!

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Self Portrait

It has been a while, but I took this photo back when I was just beginning to perform complete transformations.

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About A Story I Wrote

Woman Partner

Working On Making Partner

About six years ago, I wrote a story called "Woman Partner," and posted it on Fictionmania.  The story met with somewhat mixed reviews, although I think mostly positive.  Some readers felt that some of the subject areas that I touched upon were a little too hard core.  My view has always been that it is fiction.  It's a story.  And it is intended to be erotic and sexually explicit.  Read it for what it is.  In any event, I figure most people reading my blog may not have read it - certainly may not have connected it to me.  I'm working on another story that I plan to publish soon, and thought it might be useful to reconnect people to my work in advance of that.  The new story is called, "My Fall To Grace." More about that later.


"Woman Partner" is a story about a young married lawyer who is driven to become a partner at his law firm.  Through a series of coincidences, he ends up getting involved in something he never imagined.  And the twists and turns the story takes are, in my opinion, interesting, to say the least.  I've given a link in the title of this post to Chapter One.  From there, you can go to my story list and find the other chapters.  I hope some folks give it a go.

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Saturday May 26, 2012

Click on any pic, and have it SUPERSIZED.... for free, no extra charge.

A deal you can't pass up.

Just a few pics that I was looking at while masturbationg today.

Because I only had a very short time to sit and masturbate while wifey had gone tothe store to get a few things for breakfast, this is the best for now.

Noting exciting happened while mastturbating, because wifey was only gone out for about 15 minutes, so not too much time for anything special.

Enjoy the pics, like I enjoyed them....cock in hand, lubed up and stroking away until it was time to ejaculate and orgasm.
Damn, I sure enjoy masturbating.
Hope that Red returns soon, because I really need her to play with my cock for long periods of time.
It is so enjoyable when she plays with my cock, and Red also loves to play with my cock.
That makes us both happy.

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Friday May 25, 2012

Here I am teasing my cock by dry stroking it.

(this is the first of 3 videos, and since there is an issue with the blogger and an error message whenever there is an attempt to upload the other 2 videos, this will have to do for the time being, but don't worry.

One way or another, the complete set of videos will eventually get posted)

Wifey was out for the morning, so it was a chance for me to have a bit of play time in front of the computer while looking at porn and masturbating.

Because there was the whole morning, there was no hurry to cum, unlike some previous days where it it had to be a quick jack off rather than a slow and enjoyable time.

So, there I was, sitting at my computer, stroking my cock leisurely for almost an hour before I ejaculated and had an orgasm.

It is days like this that are most enjoyable, because the pleasure of masturbating must be enjoyed and not rushed.

When it was time to cum, the towel was placed in front of me before starting to masturbate so that when I ejaculated, there was little mess to clean and wipe up after.

Also, I could just continue to concentrate on stroking myself when ejaculating, and not having to be distracted by looking for the towel and trying to aim the cum onto it while ejaculating, thus spoiling the moment.

That is what one would call "good thinking" with the big head rather than the little head.

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The House Hubby

Let's see if you can at least do the laundry satisfactorily

As you stay home and do the chores she goes out with her new friends. You're not happy with it but what can you do, every since she put that cage on you, all your manliness seems locked up as well. Maybe tonight if you do a good job she release you when she comes home, that is if she comes home.

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Panty Power

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The Modern way to Milk him

What's a woman gotta do to keep his balls from turning blue?

Ladies are you growing tired of the constant pegging of hubby just to keep him milked? Well we thought so and we have just the tool for you

The future of prostrate milking

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Watching from the Window

But honey it's not my fault, he forced me

I watched through the window as she wiggled her sex in front of him like a bitch in heat. She had to be sopping wet because he plunged his huge cock in to her with no trouble at all. She kept yelling harder, harder, do me like a real man as he used both her holes for his pleasure. To double my humiliation I heard her scream out that she was cumming, something she never did when we made love, as he emptied his seed into her rectum. Afraid to confront this muscular stranger I waited for him to leave before entering our bedroom. The place reeked of sex and my wife lay on the floor with legs splayed and his cum oozing from her onto our new carpet. More aroused than angry I accepted her lies about her new partner, and as I got down next to her to cuddle her and give her comfort I couldn't help but notice the smirk on her face as she cooed, 

"Oh sweetie I hurt so much down there, I really need your soothing tongue to help heal me."

And to clean up all his nasty spew I thought as I began to lap at her sex.

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About My Last Post

Ever since my last post, when I described what happened when my mother and sister caught me all dressed up in my mother's lingerie, I have been tormented by that memory.  It was never really gone, but it was so long ago, and so much has happened since then, that I really haven't dwelled on it.  But since writing about it on my blog, the painfulness - the humiliation I remembered feeling as my mother bent me over her lap - me wearing her panties, girdle, stockings, bra stuffed full and high heels, wearing red lipstick, as my older sister watched, I really wished I were dead - has been eating at me.  And making me hard.  God!  It was awful.  And yet, it was amazing.  And even though they put it in the past, for weeks I remember not being able to look in their eyes.  Because when I did, I could tell they were looking at me in a whole new way.  I'd never be just a little boy again.  I was the sissy boy who liked wearing women's underwear.  I can't remember when the moment came that things seemed normal again.  But whenever it was, it was probably about that time that I went back to sneaking into her panty drawer - only now I was so much more careful.  And I never got caught again.  By my mother.

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Caught For The First Time

I'll never forget the first time I was caught wearing lingerie.  My mom and sister had gone to the store.  My dad was off somewhere for the weekend.  It was a Saturday, and they left me watching cartoons.  I guess they figured they could leave me alone by then.  I believe that I was around nine years old.  Anyway, as soon as I was confident that my mom and sister were gone, heart racing, I went to my mother's bathroom to see what was in her hamper.  I hit jackpot.  Every item of lingerie that I craved was in there.  I've posted this photo before, but this is the best example I have of what I was wearing that Saturday morning.

Anyway, I was in heaven.  I was all alone in our house, wearing my mother's lingerie.  I even snuck into her closet and found a pair of high heels to wear.  I knew my dad was gone for the weekend, so I wasn't concerned about him.  And I expected my mom and sister to be gone shopping for hours.  I practiced walking in her heels, constantly checking out my sexy form in her mirror.  I was having so much fun.  I decided to take things a step further too.  I went into her makeup drawer and found some red lipstick and put it on.  This was, by far, one of the best "dress up" sessions I'd ever had.  Little did I know how bad of a memory it was about to become.  You see, the thing about hiding your dirty little secret is, that sooner or later, you'll make a mistake.  And I did that day.  I lost track of time.  I sat down to watch some television.  I'll never, ever forget the feeling of panic that I felt when I heard the lock on the door to our den click, and realized someone was coming inside, and there was nothing I could do about it.  Normally, when I dressed up in my mom's lingerie, I stayed out of view of the front part of the house.  Then, I figured, if I heard anyone come in, I could quickly change and avoid detection.  I'd never cut it that close before, but at least I'd been prepared.  But not that day.


As I was sitting on our den couch, wearing my mother's lingerie, my mother and older sister burst in the door carrying their packages from their shopping trip.  I was speechless.  I stood up to run and hide, but it was obviously too late.  My sister was standing just behind my mother, a look of confusion on her face.  Looking back on it, I can understand why.  She was looking at her little brother dressed up in her mother's underwear, including her DDD bra stuffed full.  My mother's reaction was indecipherable to me - at least at first.  But it didn't take long to find out that she was not taking it well - finding her son dressed up like a sissy girl.


She slammed the door and began yelling at me like I'd never been yelled at.  That would have been enough to stop me from ever doing this again.  (Of course, that is completely wrong as it actually didn't stop me.  What I was doing was something I couldn't not do, as I eventually have learned.)  She ran at me and began beating me with her hand, completely out of control.  I was balled up in self defense.  She yelled at my sister to go get her a belt from my dad's closet.  I think my sister was scared to death as well.  She was only about fourteen.  And so she brought my mother the belt.  My mom folded it over and began beating me beyond any whipping I'd ever received, the whole time I'm still wearing her lingerie.  So this is happening in our den, in front of my sister, with me crying and pleading for mercy.  I was telling her I was sorry and that I'd never do it again.  And she didn't stop.  She just screamed that she was going to make sure I'd never do anything so perverted again.


She beat me and beat me until she was exhausted.  Then she told me to go take off her lingerie, put it back where I found it, and then to go to my room.  I was happy to do that.  I never wanted to be seen again.  I stayed in my room all day.  Later, my mom came in to talk to me.  I couldn't look her in the eye, but she made me.  She wanted to know why I did it.  I couldn't explain it.  All I could say was, "Just because," which, of course, is no explanation.  In the end she made me promise to never do it again.  She also told me she wasn't going to tell my dad, as he would never understand.  I was eternally grateful to her for that.  Just facing her and my sister was torture.  My sister never said a word to me.  I think my mom must have told her not to.  And so, in time, we moved on.  But I couldn't resist the pull.  Eventually, I did it again.  But I was so much more careful.  This photo isn't exactly what it looked like, but it is close.  She beat me almost raw. 

The next time I was caught dressed en femme, it was my wife.  I'll tell that story some other time.

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Husband Abuse

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Some may call it abuse while others would call it the sexiest turn-on they ever had. Click on the above link and decide for your self

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A Changed Man

This is the only sex he gets

"I'm telling you Charlene it's like night and day since I put Roger in  his cage. Would like to guess what he doing for me right now. Go ahead Roger tell her what you're doing."

"I, I'm painting her toenails."

"Charlene you would just die if you could see how red his face got when he told you that. No, that's the best part I'm getting the best sex ever, from that hunk that lives across the street, isn't that right sweetie?"

"Yes dear."

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She's the Boss (& you love it)

You're my bitch now

Ellie couldn’t wait to consummate her marriage, and so she took her new groom on the lawn behind the reception hall. Her pegging of the groom aroused her so, that after she went to look for the best man.

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It's all About Traditions

Oh I cheated on you before, but you can't be a cuckold if we're not married

Wedding Night

Cuckolding should be started early, before the wedding, though some
women do prefer the symbolism of waiting until the wedding night.

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A Treat for hubby

Why don't you sniff them first

You can wear them or eat them, I don't care

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You've Heard them All

You want to believe

It's just a night out with some girlfriends...right.

He's just a guy at work...right.

Size doesn't matter...right.

Lots of guys like wearing panties...right.

Don't worry, you're man enough for me...right.

I must have turned my phone off...right.

He's just a friend...right

It's okay, I've never really had an orgasm when a guy's inside me...right.

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What kind of club was this?

Where wives play and husbands pay

You see honey I told you it was the rules of the club. Now stop your whining, you want me to have a good time don't you, besides I'm sure I'll have a nice treat for you at the end of the night

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The Hot Bride

Marriage doesn't change everybody

Mother took my new groom aside for 'the talk' as I stayed back to give the groomsmen my own personal thanks

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Miss Flo

Does Anyone Not Know What These Are?

Classic Sanitary Belt

Modess Contour Sanitary Belt

The "Hoosier" Sanitary Belt

I first discovered the "sanitary" belt when I was scrounging around in my mother's dirty clothes hamper for her panties, girdles and bras.  Now I don't want to make it sound like, from the moment I screwed up the courage (or whatever it was that made me go in search of my mother's undies) to invade my mother's privacy, that I was in there every day.  Nothing would be further from the truth.  I had to gauge my opportunities.  After all, I was only around eight years old.  It wasn't like my parents left me at home alone a lot.  And often, when they did, they left me there with my older sister, or a babysitter.  So, I had to be patient for my chances to become a girl.

I can't really remember how long I'd been taking my chances invading my mother's inner sanctum when I first discovered the "sanitary" belt.  I do remember my mother's was a Kotex brand.  I may not have mentioned it yet, but from the beginning, when I wore my mother's Lace Nouveau panties, I always - I mean always - sniffed them.  I don't know what made me do so.  I just did.  And so began my fascination with the splendid odors that emanate from a woman's pussy.  Most sissies know exactly what I'm talking about.  We just fucking get off on it.  So, I'm not telling other sissies anything new I don't suppose.  I'm just saying how it affected me.  I loved the scents that my mother left in the crotch of her panties.  Sometimes, I wonder if the desire to sniff her dirty underwear was more of a draw to me than wearing them.  Hmmm.  Tough call there.

In any event, on one of my carefully calculated trips into her bathroom, I found that her panties were stained red.  More like a deep brown.  I figured out that it was blood.  And I could smell that there was something else different.  This wasn't the odor of urine, or perhaps her own desire being translated to stains in her panties.  This was a rich, iron smell.  Well, duh!  But remember, I was only about eight.  I didn't know anything.  Except that all of this got me very excited.  The smell of her body soaking the crotch.  At the same time, I discovered the belt, and then the used pads.  Investigating further, I looked in the cabinet under her sink and that is when I found the fresh, clean pads.  Those thick, soft, absorbent pads.  I am so thankful that I wasn't born after the invention of the panty liner, or the self-adhesive pads.  Otherwise, I may have missed out entirely on the feeling I discovered, and enjoyed for years, when I hooked a Kotex into a sanitary pad strap and pulled it up onto my waist, and trapped my penis into my crotch by the most feminine thing I can think of.  Oh!  My!  God!  I can't begin to guestimate how many of those pads I soaked, not with my blood from my monthly period - something only real girls got to enjoy - but with my own sissy discharge.

To this day, part of my turn on is wearing a sanitary pad inside of the crotch of my panties - once a month just like clockwork.  And I've never gotten pregnant either!  Go figure.

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