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:

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?

Who were you with for your first kiss?

You must be a sissy since you view this blog. So just how little is your little sissy clitty?

Monday, August 19, 2013

Telling a guy "I love you!"

I've been spending a lot of time doing this and not much time on the computer!
I'm still here! I thought maybe one or two people might be wondering! It's just that in the summertime I do not spend a lot of time in the house on the computer. I like to lay out by my pool or on a float like above and there is also endless time spent gardening, watering flowers, and taking care of the yard and house. Not to mention that I also like to go summer festivals when I can. Thus I am not in the house much unless it storms!

Anyway, something popped into my head -- as usual -- and I was thinking, I never really told a guy "I love you." I wanted to several times, but I never did.

Now, in junior and senior high school and in college I would tell guys "I really love your cock" or "I really love sucking your cock." If it was a guy I spent a little more time with, I would say "I really love being with you." But never just "I love you." You probably know what I mean when I say that there is a difference.

I'm not really sure why that is. I loved being with those guys, but I think there was that taboo-ness of being in the gay lifestyle when I was a teen that scared me. Maybe I did not know how gay I was because I was also friends with girls and very confused about it all. There was a time when I wanted to be with girls, but I wanted to be a girl. Then I wanted to be with guys and be their girl. You know how that worked if you are reading this!

And boys, even sissies, did not go around telling guys "I love you" unless you really knew what the response was going to be. You could get beat up over something like that!

There was this one boy though that I knew all through school. And I have mentioned him in a post probably long ago. I met him in 7th grade when we were around 13. That's about the same time I really realized how much I wanted to be a girl and how attracted I was to boys. And also how I was infatuated by adult men as well!

But I developed the biggest crush on this boy. When I would see him at school I would just melt. Just like a silly schoolgirl. And we also ended up in many of the same classes for the six years of junior and senior high school because we were both in the college prep course.

That would include our phys ed classes, so for those six years I would get to see him naked in the shower and locker room at school. He was just so athletic and beautiful! I just wanted to eat him up!
I dreamed of being with my teen crush like this so
I could tell him "I love you!"

I would dream of us together naked in bed, holding and caressing and kissing him, me sucking his beautiful cock until I gave him great pleasure, and then just cuddling naked with him again and kissing him and caressing him all night long. And I would be telling him "I love you" over and over and over! I had that dream so many times! Oh, and imagine how I felt when I would see him in school the very next day!

He played sports and so I would sit with the girls and the other sissies in the cheering section and watch him play. I was always so envious when I saw him talking to a cheerleader or some other real girl. I mean, I wanted to be his girlfriend! So I hated it when he was with other girls!

I don't know if you ever went through something like that, but it was hard. We were actually very good friends, but it was limited at school. He was always very nice to me, which somehow made things harder. There was that line that would never be crossed and I was too scared to even try.

So, like the other sissies, I would give guys blowjobs and I really "loved" them and doing that for them, but even with my teen crush I never once told a guy that "I love you."

OK, what about you? Do you have a story to tell like this?


LaurieJean Becker said...

I was able to say "I Love You!" not to long ago. My man and I had a wonderful night out, we were walking along the river, the moon was out, and he took me so gently in his arms. I felt so safe in them, and after that kiss I felt something I had never felt before. Kissing his chest I looked up into his eyes and let him know that I loved him. To be able to say that is the most wonderful feeling in the world.

Stevie Stevens said...

Awesome, Laurie Jean! Good for you!

Dan Mel said...

There was one time when I decided to put on a mini skirt, pantyhose, heels and a tight top and went to a bar. I normally didn't do this but I was really feeling horny and daring that night.

This guy came up to me and asked me to dance. We danced a couple of songs then went back to the bar. We were sitting there and he kept rubbing his hands on my legs feeling my pantyhose. When a slow song came on he asked me to dance. We were holding each other tight then he kissed me. He then said he wanted to make love to me. I told him I would like that so we left and went to his place.

At his place we began to undress each other slowly kissing and feeling each other. He had me stripped naked first then when I t pulled his pants down I dropped to my knees and sucked him for several minutes. He then pulled me up and put me on the bed and got over my face and fucked my mouth driving his dick deep into my throat. After a few more minutes of that he got off me and pushed my legs way back over my head exposing my ass and slowly put his cock in me and fucked me until he shot his load into me.When he was getting ready to cum he yelled I love you and I also told him I loved him.

We then cuddled in bed and fell asleep. The next morning he fucked me again before I left to go home.


Billie said...

You're right, Stevie, a person could get beat up because of those very simple words and it doesn't matter how intimate you may have been!

To LaurieJean Becker, to be able to say that to a man has got to be absolutely wonderful! Good for you!

I said that to another cross dresser once (after being intimate) but it was the only time. I've never been able to tell a "real man" how I felt.

sudeep gupta said...
This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.

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?