Why Do I Always Write When I’m Horny?
There’s one thing I’ve come to realize is becoming a common theme as I write here. It was somewhat explained in my last post to the women readers (maybe all two of you). Yet, I’ve noticed a trend going way back to even the early days of filling up this website with page after page of endless dribble.
I’m almost always horny when I write and, if not, I try to get there somehow.
It’s funny how it has even grown through phases of turning the light on, if you will, before typing away on the keyboard. At first, it was just slipping into a pair of any old pantyhose and waiting for that erection to begin to kick in (see image above). Nowadays, it’s more complex. I slip into one of my few favorite pantyhose, a chosen piece of lingerie or even a camisole and mini and a select pair of heels. Then I finish it off with a wig and some makeup.
A little more time consuming now, yes, but I’m actually more into my female persona and, while I could just peek into a crossdresser chat room and get some filthy talk and camera exchanges going, I prefer to express my current “on” state in words that may get archived somewhere in digital land so the future crossdresser can look back and go “Huh?”
What’s different now, however, is that the more I do to become my woman self, not to mention the extra hour involved, the more I take pleasure in actually being that woman. Do I still get my seemingly required erection? Definitely, but I also get a deep body buzz of excitement from just looking in the mirror and knowing I’ve transformed to a woman. It is a sexual thrill still yet, equally, it is a sensual power trip that is completely intoxicating.
In fact, it is so overpowering, I nearly orgasm without having to polish up the bishop. Yes, really. I never imagined it would come to this but there’s just no going back to those days of getting my jollies from just a rag pair of pantyhose. No way.
Oh, did I mention I started wearing a light spray of perfume on my neck as well? I think that might have been the real glue that put this female crossdresser together and is most definitely a topic of a whole separate page of dribble that I swoon over. Then again, it could be just quickly masking that musky morning scent that could have done the trick (a little sidenote… get some nice perfume if you haven’t done so before).
Of course all this theatrical work of sorts makes it much easier to type away about my current state as a crossdresser. So I could probably get away with saying maybe it is done for the convenience factor since I can pound out these words faster than I can wank one out and fire away at the ceiling. I have no problem with that. Also, if you can be so kind and not take a lack of posts or an interminable time between them as me being in non-horny mode. I probably am but just engaging in other lovely activities which may make even more interesting dribble yet to come.
Hi Sheery, “endless dribble”? I think not! In an age when creative writing has been reduced to curt, abbreviated text messages, your imaginative, often funny, and personal writings here are a breath of fresh air! Even more important, for those of us who share your passions, you’re singing our song! While there is lots of stuff out there about the trials and tribulations of transsexuals; who they are and why they are that way, we crossdressers tend to be dismissed as those who’s only excuse for doing what we do is seeking our own pleasure. But what more excuse do we need?!?! What’s wrong with seeking pleasure? Are we wrong of bad just because we happen to get such incredible, intense, “intoxicating” pleasure from wearing things that other human beings wear every day? I certainly don’t think so, and yet there are so few places where we crossdressers can honestly express who we are and share the joy of what we love to do. You do a wonderful job Sheery of expressing in your writing what it is to be a crossdresser. You share lots of useful tips and information, as well as personal insights that are refreshingly honest and often funny, and very often stimulating! Let it be known that, I for one, really appreciate your “dribble”!
Lisa
Oh! And by the way: Your photos make me drool!
OXOX
Lisa
@LisaT Oh, thank you so much dear! I might be a little self-deprecating but I don’t take it too seriously, much like everything I write. It’s the approach we as CDs should take in life and I hope I can reflect some of that. It’s nice to be reassured of it though 😉
X Sheery
Something else really struck me as I read this post…We’re all such addicts! Few if any outside our little community understand or appreciate the intense “high” we get from doing what we do! We start with a nice nylon high from wearing our pantyhose and discover feelings that transcend ordinary sexual arousal. We love so much to revel in the intoxicating waves of pleasure that it becomes an obsession…an addiction! After a while, like all addicts, we want more. We start experimenting with ways to enhance our high…shoes, lingerie, dresses, make up, hair, and soon we realize that our nylon high has become a total “femme fix”! And when we experience such joy, it’s only natural that we want to share it with others who understand. But damn! That’s not so easy. We’re relatively few and far between and our close minded culture tends to keep us locked in our closets. So we write, read, and share ourselves on the internet. Not ideal maybe but still satisfying. So know dear Sheery that as you express yourself here as part of your femme fix, those of us who read and comment are in the very same state!
Lisa
@LisaT High five to you! Actually I do like to write in relative anonymity since it does get me off… even without the pantyhose.
Oh and thank you for the kind words on my photos. They aren’t exactly professional but maybe they get the message out 😉
X Sheery
Sheery I love all your stories! I had a dream last night that I got to wear the same heels and hose u wore. U are so hot. Love the open toed heels in your pic