New Blog: My Life as a Sissy Wife

Don't forget to check out my other blog where I plan to talk about about how I actually ended up being a sissy wife to a dominant woman! Some of you who look in here may be in the same situation! It's in my blog list but the address is: http://mylifeasasissywife.blogspot.com/

About this blog: Do you like to read about my thoughts and experiences and those of the followers, or would you rather it be more X-rated like many other blogs?

Ever pilfer panties from a girl's drawer, clothesline or laundry, etc?,

Tuesday, April 1, 2014

Teen memories of men

When I was growing up a sissy, my family had access to a pool at a park owned by my dad's company. I would love going out there at every opportunity for reasons that I will explain.

When I reached junior high age, 13 or 14, I began to have feelings not only for boys my age but for men who were much older. So we would go out to this pool and I would linger in the changing room so I could get a glimpse of the men in the shower and when they were changing in and out of their trunks.

Most of these men were rugged steelworkers, although office workers for the plant could use the pool as well. But it was the rugged men who caught my eye and made me tingle. Now, the reason I am posting that picture at right of the model Dave Dekker, is because there was a man there who looked a lot like that. Big muscles! Big cock!

As I said, I would linger in the shower or changing room just to get a good look at that man. And, of course, I tried very hard not to get caught while eying him up. Then I would go home and while lying in bed at night I would fantasize about being held in those strong arms, just like Dave's arms. The man would hold me and kiss me. And he would tell me how he was going to make me his girlfriend.

Now, I have to admit that at that time I had no thoughts or desires about taking a man's cock in my ass, but I had already started sucking the much smaller cocks of boys my age. So I certainly fantasized about sucking that man's big manly cock and licking his big hairy balls. In my dreams, I would pleasure him with my lips and tongue until he was groaning and then convulsing with an incredible orgasm. And after I ate his cum, he would hold me in his strong arms again and brush my cheek and tell me what a good sissy girl I was.

So I had this fantasy almost constantly and like I said I never missed an opportunity to get out to that pool and perhaps get a glimpse of this man naked -- or any hunky mane for that matter -- in the changing room.

Did anyone else go through this, you know, having a crush on or fantasies about some hunky muscular man when you were a young sissy?

Sunday, March 30, 2014

Discovering my sissy self

When I was in grade school, I was not a total sissy of course. I am a firm believer that sissies -- and gays as well -- are born that way, but as a boy I think you naturally try to be a boy until you discover that that is not what you are suited to be.

So I tried playing boys sports  like football and basketball and baseball and I was just not very good at them. And I was the kid who could not climb the rope in gym class or do a pull-up or a push-up. I did gravitate to some of the more girlie sports like swimming and tennis.


I liked watching sports on TV, but I also liked to read my mom's fashion magazines and watch her soap operas with her.

My dad was a hunter and so were all of my uncles. They would go and take my male cousins along with them. But I was never invited. They new that that would not be my thing. And they were right. And they would go on fishing trips to Canada and also leave me behind.

So I stayed home with my mother and helped her with housework. And I found I enjoyed that. I learned how to cook dinner and bake and sew. I even enjoyed doing the laundry and ironing and dusting and vacuuming. I learned about female clothing and underwear and inevitably I found that I liked that too.

I had two older sisters so I became wrapped up in a female world and discovered that that was my place. I also spent time with my aunts in the neighborhood and their daughters. Not their sons.

So I would bet if any of you sissies out there are reading this that you probably went through a similar experience. It has not been all roses, of course, but I just found myself better suited and happier in a feminine/sissy world, not a macho/manly world.

Please add your experience if you are reading this. I would love to some sissies to share.

Wednesday, March 26, 2014

A bra and panties kind of day

Today I had a lot of paperwork to do: bills, taxes, that sort of thing.

So I set up a card table so I could spread out some papers near my computer desk, made a pot of coffee and got to it.

I did this while wearing just a bra and panties -- like the pretty T-girl pictured at right. I just felt like it was a bra and panties type of day.!

I have drawers full of bras and panties! And if you are a T-girl reading this, I bet you do too! They are such pretty things that sometimes it is a shame cover them up!

I love the set the girl in the picture is wearing! But I was actually wearing a pink bra with matching panties! A sissy girl cannot go wrong with pink!

It is so gratifying to have your growing titties in a nice feminine bra and your shrinking little sissy clitty in a nice pair of pink panties! What a wonderful way to be!

Tuesday, March 25, 2014

Updating a favorite post: School days

Why couldn't we sissies wear even
a nice conservative outfit
like this too school?

Don't you wish you could have gone to school dressed like this T-girl? 

In a nice conservative skirt and blouse?

Of course, nasty bullies would have beat you up. But I never understood why those bullies in school never liked us. What were they afraid of? We're they afraid about their own sexuality? It could never be that they were afraid they might actually like us. Could it?

I do know one thing. Bullies hated me because the prettiest girls included me in their circle as a friend during junior and senior high school. I would even be invited over to their houses and got to know their moms and dads. (Who, by the way, thought I was just so sweet and wouldn't have complained at all if their daughters actually dated me. I was safe, I guess!)

Bullies also hated me because I shaved my legs as soon as the hair started coming in. But why would they hate me? What did that have to do with them anyway? This bullying is still going on. I read it in the news all the time. And it will probably never stop. 

But do you think there will ever come the day when T-girls like us can actually wear what they want to school or on the job. I doubt it, but who would have ever thought gay marriage would be legal, as it is several states already?

Wednesday, March 19, 2014

I have always loved short dresses!

I have always loved short dresses! Ever since I borrowed my sister's short dresses and was lucky enough that she gave me some of her hand-me-downs when I was a young teen sissy girl!

So needless to say, I have a nice wardrobe of short dresses -- and skirts -- that I have built over the years. 

Last fall, I purchased the short dresses that I have pictured here. I seem to believe that they are all from Kmart and some or all are from the store's fabulous Sofia Vergara line of clothing. Wal-Mart also has some nice dresses and you can buy online from both Kmart and Wal-Mart and them shipped to you. Probably with spring on the way the selection will be a lot nicer than it was over the winter. The ones I purchases last fall were had at clearance prices for some of them.

The dress in the upper right could possibly be my favorite dress! Though as a sissy T-girl, I just love them all! But I know that the brown print is from the Sofia Vergara collection at Kmart. I also have some of her slightly longer dresses.

And how about that pink dress! Most appropriate for a sissy T-girl! 

How nice it is to be shaved smooth, smelling sweet, wearing a sexy and feminine short dress, and some nice girlie high heels!



Ever pilfer a girl's panties?

Ever grab panties from a clothesline? Admit it!
Anyone else ever "borrow," meaning pilfer, panties from a sister, a friend's sister, a clothesline, a girls locker room, a laundromat, etc.?

I confess that one time I grabbed panties at night off a clothesline that belonged to a girl my age in the neighborhood!

And this may or may not fall under pilfering, but when I was in high school, I went to the room that had the lost and found for the phys-ed department and there were numerous pairs of panties. I made off with the ones that seemed to be my size, plus some bras and some of those short shorts the girls wore for gym class in high school.

It was pretty exciting for a sissy to realize that girls in my school had worn those items!


I did get into my sister's panties and she caught me at it. So was so nice about, was not mad and even gave me some of her hand-me-downs if I would quit touching her stuff!

Monday, March 3, 2014

A young sissy and her mother!

Some images you never get out of your mind!

When I was a very young sissy -- even pre-teen and maybe even when I was 10 -- I remember going upstairs at our house and heading toward the bathroom. The door was wide open and my mother was in there dressing after taking a bath.

She was standing there in just her garter belt and stockings like the woman in the photo. Her dress was hanging nearby on a hook. She was putting on her makeup first.

My mother has big breasts like the woman in the photo and there they were in all their glory for a young sissy to see! But she did not try to cover up. She talked to me like nothing else was going on and that went on for several minutes.

But there was something else going on and it was with me! I was already having feelings that I wanted to be a girl. Seeing her beautiful breasts and those wonderful pieces of underwear and watching her put on makeup left a profound effect on me! Those became things that I wanted!

My mother never did cover up when she was around the bathroom or her bedroom. I would see her nakie or in lingerie or in a nightie many times after that. Sometimes I would see her in the tub. You can imagine what kind of effect seeing such things would have on a young sissy. I could not get over how wonderful it must have been to be her! I dreamed of being like that, not of doing boy things!

Did your mother have an effect on you as a young sissy?

Throughout your life as a sissy T-girl, what derogatory name have you been called the most?

As a young sissy, did you look at naked men in locker rooms?

Did you ever raid a clothesline for bras or panties?

Do you hate getting erections?

Do you want to have your penis removed?

Do you take female hormones to be more girlie?

What is your mental state as a T-girl who wishes they were a girl?

Do you tuck away your sissy clitty to pretend you are a girl?

Do you wear a bra on a daily basis?

As a t-girl, what do you shave? (Pick closest choice)

What is your favorite lingerie?

You have always wanted one, but what would you call it?

Did you have a crush on a boy when you were in high school?

When you see a gorgeous girl, do you want to:

At this exact second, what are you wearing?

Do you use feminine protection?

Who was the first female you envied and wanted to be like?

Growing up, did you place dress-up with a sissy friend?

Did you play with dolls like Barbie and Tammy as a young sissy?