Sucking Cock in Panties

The panties shown on the left under my "Daily sissy Stuff" section are similar to the one's I wore the first time I sucked a man's cock.  I was on business in a city a few hours away from home and had finally decided to meet "Rob."  He was a married retired man and was home during the week while his wife worked.  He also drove a Harley.  He wasn't a nasty biker, member of a gang or anything, but the fact that he rode a Harley sort of turned me on.

I was wearing a business suit that day but had those pretty white panties on underneath with lovely lace all over my smooth bottom.  Rob just loved the panties!  "As sexy as anything my wife has" he told me.  They got him aroused, and most importantly, they put me in the mood to suck my first ever cock. 

Lingerie and other type of women's clothing all help to make a sissy feel for feminine.  But so does a warm load of cum shot all over your face.  Paired with the panties, it was the most femme feeling I'd had in my life to that point. 

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Corsets Anyone?

Many years ago I developed an interest in corsets.  I wouldn't say it was a fetish, although I did find them to be very erotic and arousing to me.  I mentioned it to Diane and we never really talked much about it until a few years later.  We were visiting wine country in California and were staying in San Francisco for a few days.  Vacations away from home always provide you with an opportunity to be yourself, let your hair down, etc.  At least that's the way it is with us. 

We decided to visit a fetish clothing shop while there and the assortment of corsets was incredible.  I almost died when Diane insisted that I get one.  The shop sold corsets online which were custom made, but there were many on the rack and I was expertly fitted by the woman who ran the shop.  Talk about an erotically humiliating experience!  I had my first corset - it was a white underbust corset and I loved it.

It took some getting used to.  Diane got better at lacing me and over time, we were able to get it tighter and tighter until it was time for a new one.  I've never been obese or very overweight, but at one time, my waist was up to a 36.  Corsetting, or tightlacing as they call it, has helped me stay motivated to remain slim.  Since that first corset, my waist is now down to 31" and corsetting helps me reduce it to a very shapely looking 24" or less.  Diane loves the hourglass look it gives me.

I probably spend about 24 or so hours per week in a corset on average.  Today, Diane put me in a corset before we went out to church.  With a sport coat, it's difficult to see and no one really notices.  On one occasion, a lady friend of ours gave me a hug and asked if I was wearing a back brace when she felt the stiffness of the corset.  I told her that yes, I sometimes had a bad back and had to wear a brace.  "Oh you poor thing!" she said.  If only she knew how lucky I really was!

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Daily Sissy Stuff

A few days ago, I thought I would add a small section to the blog called "Daily Sissy Stuff."  It's just over in the top left and I'll try to post a picture that might be of interest to other sissies.  Today's picture features some pink ruffled panties, somewhat different than any pair I own.

I've always found ruffled panties to be the most sissyish of things.  Particularly those that have ruffles just across the back, featuring the sissy's derriere.  When Diane is in one of her more dominant moves, I'm usually put in some type of ruffled panty.  I guess it makes her feel more dominant.  Wearing them certainly makes me feel more submissive.

I'd love to hear from others what they feel is the most sissy-type piece of clothing for them to wear.  I don't have many followers and this is a new blog, so I don't anticipate an overwhelming response here.  But just hearing from one or two of would be nice :)

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My "Time of the Month"

Last night as we lay in bed after I pleasured my wife Diane orally, I cuddled next to her as she held me close.  I have very sensitive nipples and she played with them very sensually.  I moaned softly as she touched them a pinched them a little bit.


"Are your breasts a little sore?  You should be starting your period soon right?" She asked me.

"They're a little sore" I told her.  "I'm due to start tomorrow."

She knew very well when I am supposed to wear a sanitary pad.  It was just one of her little subtle reminders of how much things have changed.

I loved it too.

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A Feminine Man

I'm not an overly masculine man or macho type by any means, but I'm not effeminate either.  There have been times where I've been made to act effeminate by Diane or a man I was with.  That's been difficult to do, but in just about every instance, Diane or the others seemed to enjoy embarrassing me that way and having me endure such humiliation. 

I think one can be feminine without being effeminate.  Being made to act effeminate in a sexually related scene of for some kinky play is one thing, but in a lifestyle, you  have to do what comes naturally to you.  I live very much as a "wife" now.  It's the way Diane likes it.  Some of the things I do are things she insists upon.  And there are others that are totally of my own volition. 

For instance, I keep myself impeccably groomed.  I'm always clean shaven and smooth all over except for the hair on my head.  I put clear nail polish on.  I weigh myself every day and always worry about my weight.  I never want to have to wear anything larger than a size 12 dress!  I also pluck my eyebrows.  These may appear to be minor things but collectively, I think they help me be a more feminine man.

I'm also very fortunate that I could retire relatively early in life.  Diane continues to work so I am more or less (actually more) the stay at home wife in our relationship.  In some ways it is quite dreamy, but sometimes it causes me a little angst and embarrassment. 

A good example of this was last week when Diane's friend Linda was stopping by after work.  It was on one of the days when I did laundry and I was getting ready to do the ironing when Diane called me to say that Linda was coming over after work for a few minutes.  I thanked her for telling me and said that I would wait to start the ironing until later that evening.  "Why would you do that" Diane asked.  Before I could answer, she told me that I was either into this lifestyle or I wasn't and she expected me to be doing the ironing when she got home.

When she arrived, I was doing the ironing just as I was told.  Linda seemed a little surprised and after saying hello said to Diane "Wow, don't you have him well trained!"  Diane just smiled and they went about their business.  I blushed and continued the ironing.  It was just another one of those things that made me feel more feminine.

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A Clueless Cuckold

Nearly twenty five years ago, my wife had an affair that nearly ruined our marriage.  At the time, I was heartbroken.  I had come close to having affairs of my own, but never did.  I was a cuckold and didn't even realize it or even know what the term mean in a D/s context.

Several years later, when Diane became more dominant over me, cuckolding became an erotic fantasy of mine.  I wanted her to find a "bull" as part of her domination over me.  She finally agreed to begin the search.  Postings on Collarme.com, Alt.com, Craigslist, PlentyofFish, Ashley Madison and a few other sites haven't produced any results to her satisfaction.  She's met several men, but is still looking.

Cuckolding is a popular topic on many Female Domination and sissy type blogs.  I envy the people in those lifestyles but by the same token, I understand Diane's reluctance to hook up with just anybody.  It also makes me wonder about her affair many years ago.  I haven't really pressed her about it, but I wonder if she was this selective back then?

At least I can say that I was a cuckold at one time.  I just wish I could have enjoyed it more.

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To Wong Fu Thanks For Everything Julie Newmar

We've had to watch about every drag movie from Some Like It Hot to Tootsie to Wong Fu. I thought that the wedding reminded me a lot of To Wong Fu. The reason is that we were so nervous that at the reception, we sort of became the party. I don't know exactly how many of the guest new we were guys and how many didn't, and a wedding that's got a large contingent of hair stylists isn't going to be the most anti-crossdressing crowd out there, but there were aunts and grandmas and uncles who met us and were at ease and fascinated. I guess having Colleen on my arm made me less self-conscious than the others in frocks.

One of the best parts of the wedding events for me was meeting Wendy's sister Jackie. Jackie is a high school student and at first I know Wendy had worries about how she would interact with us, but I think she was more interested in the fact we were in college than the fact we were in heels. She was just so enthusiastic and interested about everything. I think I was the dancing queen of the wedding. I danced with at least a dozen people of all ages, sizes, and genders.

Somebody asked me when the date for my release was coming up. After all, I started this only about 4 months after Jill. I have no illusions. That day is not coming for me as long as I date Colleen. If we break up, I'll probably get more freedom, but I really hope that doesn't happen. Knock on wood, we're doing great.

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