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Thursday, May 5, 2011

When did you get to be girlie?

I was sort of surprised that, according to the poll on this blog, that only 28 percent of us played dress-up with a sissy friend when we were growing up!

So I have to wonder: what or where was your outlet to be girlie and play dress-up? Were you able to dress up in your girlie clothes at home in your room? Did you have to hide until no one was home? Surely you dressed up somehow because, as you know, we all needed to do that!

As I wrote in a previous post, I was so fortunate to have a sissy friend to dress up with! And a place: an attic apartment in my girliefriend's house! And clothes that were my sister's! And lingerie that was his mother's! Such great times we had being girlie!

As you know, it was an ordeal growing up a sissy. Most of the other kids just didn't understand. Of course we could not hide the fact that we were sissies, but then again we could not go around dressed in girl's clothing or lingerie and high heels now could we!

So I have always looked back with great memories of how my sissy friend and I were able to play dress-up after school and on weekends my girliefriend's attic!

How did you fulfill your need to be girlie ???

9 comments:

Jenny G. said...

I so remember, I would dress with no one home in some lovely outfis I gathered from all over and kept in the back of my closet. sometimes simple teen girl and sometimes in all sexy lingere and stockings. I would sometime dress in panties, bra, garter belt and stocking under my outer ugly clothing and go out for the day. Was caught that way a couple of times too.

lickingumuch said...

I don't remember how old I was, but it was before my first orgasim and during the time I got my first pubes. There was an older boy across the street that would have me come over to his house when no one was home. He had me pretend i was a girl he had a crush on. He had me naked most of the time, but sometimes he would give me his sisters' panties and bra to wear. His was the first cock I ever tasted, he presented it like a dare. He also liked to rub himself between my butt cheeks and thighs and cover me with his thick loads of teenager cum. I liked all the attention he gave me.

In High School, my sister was friends with the hottest girl in school. After one of their sleep overs, Felicia forgot her jeans, I got naked and squeezed myself into them. I felt it was my best chance to ever be close or experience her sexually. My clit of a dick made quite the bulge in those tight girly jeans that I wore the rest of the day.

Another time in HS, my sister and female cousin dressed me and my best friend up in dresses and had us do a fashion show for them. They cheered us on and took pictures. In retrospect, that was an opportunity I should have capitalized on. I hope the pictures still exhist, I will search for them and post them if I ever find them.

Too bad digital cameras didn't exhist to record those early experiences, things might have been very different for me now.

Stevie Stevens said...

Funny you mentioned about the forgotten jeans. When I was in high school, I found in the hallway outside the girls locker room a pair of girls gym shorts, really short ones if you can imagine.

Instead of taking them to the lost and found, I kept them and wore them for several years after that. It was great to be wearing an item belonging to a girl and that girl was not my sister!

Jenny G. said...

**giggles** funny you bring up the lost and found. I was in a major High School and i was a studen Aide so i had unrestricted access to the school lost and found. I got a full set of cosmetics, panties and bras, a skirt and several sweater and blouses found there way to my house from there. It was like shopping but it was all free. sadly no one ever lost a pair of heels in my size.

lickingumuch said...

I've had some very good finds in lost in found too. The summer before I started college, I lived and worked at a motel. I found 2 sets of women's bikinis. My favorite was a rusty orange velour (probably not for swimming). I would put them on and prance around my room and venture out into the hallway and other vacant rooms late at night. Sometimes I would wear them in the pool after hours. I would get so excited, that it wouldn't be long before I was naked and playing with the pool jets. I'm sure the hotel manager saw me at least once and he even found my bikini treasures in my room and questioned me about them. Guess this was probably one of several lost opportunities to go further than dressing.

In the 80's I was working at another hotel when I found a women's short-cut jean jacket with padded shoulders and rows of leather trim. I would wear it and nothing else while at home alone. My wife found it and was convinced that I was cheating on her. I couldn't convince her that I liked wearing it.

Like Stevie, I love the women's short shorts. I recently discovered them and love wearing my short cheer shorts around the house and on the bike paths. I even wore them a few times when men came to the house to install or fix things. I was hoping that they would notice, like, then rip them off me while they had their way with me.

harri said...

OMG! I mostly wrote erotic sissy fantasies. My actually experiences as a teenager were very limited.

I “borrowed” a pair of my mom’s panties and took pictures of myself in the mirror. I borrowed her panties on many occasions to wear to high school. I borrowed her lipstick, but I think I only tried it once and then only in my bathroom. When I house-sat for neighbors on vacation I tried on panties I found in the houses. I am sure that someone must have complained to my mom that I ruined their panties. (I almost got caught by a friend’s father once!)

I bought a pair of bikini bottom in a store once. I think that the sales woman sold me bottoms just to get me out of the store. I never wore them to the beach. When I called around to stores to find out if they sold to men, most said they would not. (This was in the early 1970s.) But, I remember one girl asked me “what I wanted to show in my bikini.” After about 10 minutes of being embarrassed, I said “my penis.”

I sewed myself a denim skirt, but I only wore it in my room.

I dream(ed) of having a sissy friend in real life, but I never have and I really miss that.

Maxine said...

I should be ashamed -- and am -- to admit that it wasn't until I was in my 30's that I realized that deep inside (where only a real man can reach) I was a woman. For me, it was a shocking discovery which I tried desperately to deny, to cover up, to pretend never occurred.

How did it happen? you ask. I was in an online relationship with a girl who would send me photos of beautiful women. The least I could do, I felt, was to reciprocate, so I went in search of photos of what I thought she might consider "sexy" men. Her response was very enthusiastic, so I was quite eager to giver her more of what she apparently loved so much. I mined the photos and occasional videos, and she came while I listened on the phone.

Time compresses, and the photos I send her focus more and more not so much on the whole man, but on his cock. In retrospect, she detects this change, but takes it in stride, not revealing any of her thoughts to me other than her lust for what I'm showing her.

She continued to send me sexy photos of beautiful women, but we began discussing the photos I'd sent her, and as time went by my verbal appreciation of their shape/size/patch/balls became increasingly prevalent. At first, I was only trying to figure out what exactly "type" of cock she liked, but it became apparent to her that I was really interested in someone else's opinion of what I thought was beautiful.

She left me because she couldn't imagine herself with a man who would even think about sucking another man's cock. I was hurt quite deeply, but not devastated: what she'd said made sense. I really did, by then, want to suck a man's cock. It had become, by then, almost an obsession: how could anything so beautiful not taste as sweet, feel so good, and the whole experience not be so wonderful?

It was then a fast upward curve to womanhood: I discovered a sudden disinterest in women (except insofar as I admired them) and only wished to be one. So very quickly, I realized that all of the beautiful women I'd masturbated to were just prototypes of the woman I wanted and needed to be. Their pleasure was mine; I needed to be them, to feel what they felt, to have a strong man hold me tight and thrust into me, loving me, needing me, coming in me, filling me with his love.

I hope soon to find that special man to whom I can devote myself entirely, becoming everything he wants: slut, housekeeper, attentive host at parties, admiring wife at public functions ... ah, dreams ...

Wendy said...

I got started wearing my sisters' knickers. First time I tried dressing I put on a pair of undies and knew immediately that it felt very different. After that there was no stopping me. I wore thing every opportunity I got. As I got older, I became bolder too. I would sometimes wear knickers and tights to school under my uniform. I nearly got caught a couple of times by my sisters but they never said anything. Now I wear girls' undies full-time.

Stevie Stevens said...

Hey Wendy, I bet a lot of us got started wearing our sister's panties. Something we were born with made us want to try them on though. It would have been inevitable, but we happened to have a sister right there who conveniently had panties. So we tried them and we knew then for sure that that we were meant to be girlie!

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

Why do your wear bras? Or not?

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

How do you wear your pantyhose?

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?