I’m not afraid to admit that I like to get it on… alone. Hey, it’s actually healthy for the sex life to keep the juices flowing and release all that tension when needed. In fact, a lot of you out there seem to agree since my most popular post is some ideas for your kinky mastubation. So I’m not alone here in liking to get down and dirty without the typical wake and wank. A little creative masturbation can actually be quite a thrill.
Hence, I came upon (literally) a new little friend of mine, the Rumpy Butt Plug. You can see, it’s not your average drain stopper, actually looking more like a fat dildo. And so there is nothing like putting a new toy to test, especially one that looks like it can tear quite a hole in you and then some.
The Rumpy has quite the dimensions for a plug: 6 inches (15 cm) of insertable pleasure, 2.25 inches (5.7 cm) in diameter of the large bulb and roughly 1.75 inches (4.5 cm) in diameter of the large penis-like head. It’s nice and smooth with no rough spots or edges and made of a soft PVC that has some flex to it. A pretty sight it is!
Now for the trial. To get into the mood, I slip into some hold up stockings and a bra and a little perfume to top it off. Then I lube up the Rumpy and my asshole very well and attempt to get that bad boy inside. The head of the plug slipped in after a few pushes and gave me quite the jolt when it did. It definitely is unlike anything I ever put up my ass before and I’m thinking with wide eyes “This thing is no joke!”
While it should be quite obvious by now that I love to get into my femme dress mode, there are some days when I like to theme it out. It dawned on me some time ago after randomly seeing images of go-go girls in clubs. Gorgeous women in their little elevated cages or pedestals dancing away the night and in varying degrees of attire… tight mini dresses with the panty-peek, crop tops and booty shorts just to jog your memory.
Being the part-time girl I am, I had to at least drape some of this scandalous, sexy clothing over my body and dance away, even if just in my own home. I wanted to see if I could really pull off the go-go girl look. Off to Google to do a little searching and there it was, a website that oohed and ahhed me, Gang of Divas. I was intrigued by their selection of sexywear available and, in particular, their denim shorts that make daisy dukes look more appropriate for Sunday school.
I happen to love my own daisy dukes that I wear all the time, however, the Gang of Divas were more cut and with a fit like panties. I centered in on two pairs of denim booty shorts that caught my eye, one in a thong style and the other a more modest but very low cut short. A week later, my Christmas presents arrived and what better way to inaugurate them than to pair them with some gobi colored Wolford Neon tights, leg warmers and heels.
As a major pantyhose enthusiast, there was always that one lingering desire I’ve always had in the back of my head. Ever since I’ve seen those images of those super shiny seamless Wolford pantyhose worn on those lucky-as-hell models, I knew I had to have a pair. Sure, the Wolford Fatal Neon were discontinued in the last millennium, but they can be found. That is, if you don’t mind skipping your rent payment for the month.
Still, the fantasy of draping the queen of the pantyhose over my legs and basking in their shiny glow persisted for years. Years of checking those eBay listings became a routine of window shopping for that one thing I’ll probably never buy in my lifetime. Besides, Wolford makes the Neon 40 pantyhose which are currently the reigning queen and make quite a nice private time in those silken legs they leave.
Yet, recently, I found a pair that only cost the arm and let me keep the leg. I purchased them on the spot, then waited like a kid on Christmas for that delivery. Of course, I opened up that package like that same kid on Christmas.
I happen to believe pantyhose are like fine wine and, coincidentally, treat them as so. Therefore, I have my “cellar” with dozens of pairs of Wolford, Oroblu, Pierre Mantoux… you name it. I even lucky to own a couple select pairs of Victorias Secret tights that could probably get a good price on eBay. But, no, those are for that special day I want my legs to feel extra glammy.
So when a new pantyhose comes around, I always have to try them to see if I should add a few bottles to the cellar, so to speak. Indeed, the Omero Luxor 40 pantyhose caught my eye since 1) They are from Italy, the center of premium pantyhose manufacturing and 2) They are nice and shiny, exactly my type. I bought a couple pairs and began the long anticipated wait to slip into them.
To my surprise, they were all the sexiness and then more than I expected. I’ve tried so many pairs of pantyhose that new ones most often don’t stand up to my favorites and end up being used for bank robberies (kidding). In other words, I usually set myself up for disappointment. After all, isn’t there a sometimes a new wine you try that makes you wince and nearly vomit?
Well, the Omero Luxor 40 does not fall into that category, rather, I would call it the fine wine. Immediately after opening the package in a Playa Nature shade, I could tell these were very high quality. So, I took an unprecedented step of putting the pantyhose right down (instead of excitedly slipping them on), going into the bathroom and shaving my legs, getting ready for what might be an orgasmic experience.
Similar to many other crossdressers, I try to make my somewhat flat male-shaped chest transform into an alluring, curvy shape that could be taken (or, really, mistaken) for the female form. Sure, I’ve tried the myriad of push-up bras, the ever popular Wonderbra, gel inserts for bras and the like.
I’ve never found anything, however, I could just slip into and get instant boobs without having to resort to pricey breast forms or other things specifically made for the crossdresser. Sure, those would work well in giving me the ladylike shape I desire but I don’t find them the least bit sexy when I want something silky draped on my body if you know what I mean.
So imagine my surprise when I tried out a shaping bustier for the first time and pulled that tight fitting stretch satin over my ass and waist and let the bra-like cups rest snug and comfortably on my chest.
Vavoom! OMG! I could not take my eyes off those beauties right before my eyes. I even threw a t-shirt on to check out my new silhouette… yep, that’s a woman right there in the mirror.
This gorgeous piece of lingerie is a Flexees Firm Control Bustier which, unfortunately, has been out of production for a short while now but can be found in the good old standby, eBay. I actually came across it by accident looking for butt plugs (that’s a story for another day) but turns out to be my now favorite thing to wear while daintily prancing around the house.
Since it’s a shaper, it is a tight and very snug feeling much like your overweight uncle who you haven’t seen in a decade giving you a hug. However it really does smooth out those bulges, not to mention, let’s you breathe in the process while being comfortable (for the most part) at the same time.
I have no idea why it’s taken so long to discover but perfume has suddenly become a weapon of choice when I transform to my womanly self. Maybe it is because I always believed that if it can’t be seen then it can’t be sexy. WRONG!
So there I was one day browsing the usual close-out sales in February and came across one of those Christmas gift packages for sale. You know, the kind that comes with perfume, maybe some moisturizer and then some kind of special box or case to stuff them in. Well, my choice of the moment happened to be some Desire Me by Escada with body moisturizer and a cute little satin “vanity” case… at half off.
What the hell, right? I finally bought my first perfume ever, sight unsmelled.
Honestly, I did it more out of a necessity than a curiosity. I mean I have a ton a sexy lingerie, pantyhose, a couple skirts and dresses, makeup, wigs, etc. Yet I have never even given a single thought to masking up my manly scent with something other than deodorant. Really, what gives there?
Side note, I do use Secret deodorant which is strong enough for a man, woman or the everyday crossdresser alike.
So the day comes when it arrives in the mail. I open the box containing the black satin vanity case and admire it. OK, it’s cute, kind of like a purse without the strap. Next, I open it and pull out the moisturizer first then dab a little on my hands and apply some to my chest. I quite like it actually even though it is just everyday lotion with a great smell attached. I think I’ll save this, though, for those times with the sweaty balls just after some exercise where it will come in handy the most.
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I’ve been devoting quite some space here to pantyhose lately, almost seeming to forget their other silky (and just as sexy) counterparts… lingerie. The real reason for it’s omission is I haven’t really found anything in a while that I like and I rely on slipping into an older piece usually bought from a lucky whim. It’s primarily due to my issues with the typical lingerie found these days, not just from the point of view from a crossdresser, but I’ll go out on a limb and say for women too (OK, maybe some):
- It is cheaply made from only nylon and/or fishnet and in the same black, red and white colors. Not to mention pricey for the tacky styles and low quality.
- Or you find something you can just picture draped elegantly over you. Then the price tag let’s that dream die hard.
So, it usually means an undies purchase for the femme me is in the form of pantyhose, pantyhose and more pantyhose. Well, that is until I randomly came across a sexy teddy that caught my eye, overpriced of course. However, after a little digging in Google, I reached the ultimate candy store for crossdressers, SeksownaForYou.pl, from Poland.
This site appears to be the umbrella shop of Polish brands of lingerie, Avanua, Casmir and Passion which, to tell the truth, I had never heard of until I found the website. Yet, the selection of silky threads was amazing and now I’m extremely elated after tearing into that unmarked package that I received this past week.
First of all, while browsing the website, I was quite content to find lingerie styles that looked like fashion made actually made for this season. In other words, none of that run-of-the-mill fishnet bullshit you would see at your local sex shop. No, I could see there was the possibility of some quality in that stretch satin visible in many of their pieces. At least enough so where I absolutely had to try them out.
It’s not news that I’m a lover of Wolford, especially my beloved Neon 40. There’s nothing like draping your legs in pure pantyhose perfection, paying a small fortune to do it and then feel like the queen you always dreamed of being. I have six pairs now that get use on those special occasions and make me 100% happy to be a crossdresser.
If you ever looked around the Wolford Boutique, away from the Neon 40 page, though, those perfect models showcasing the Wolford line of luxury lingerie are quick to grab your eye. Personally, I’m left wondering how that 100 EUR bra and 50 EUR panty would look paired with their luxurious hose. Then I default to the 20 EUR Wonderbra and 15 EUR matching thong panty and use the savings on an alcoholic binge.
One particular item caught my eye, however, which was the Satin Deluxe Stocking Belt which was strange because I don’t really have a thing for garter belts or stockings. Sure, I’d be open to wearing them and, of course, they turn me on like they would seeing them on another sexy crossdresser. I just don’t currently have stockings or a garter belt and haven’t tried one on since I was maybe eighteen years old. Nope, take that back, I do have those black stockings from when I was eighteen. How time flies…
So what the fuck, I got the belt and some stockings to match. Since I’m a lover of suntan pantyhose, I got the belt in a more flesh tone color, cosmetic, and managed to score some Wolford Neon hold-up stockings in a suntan color (Gobi). Note that instead of the Wolford Boutique, I purchased the stocking belt on eBay, where I found a much better price. The stockings were a different story, however, since they were discontinued. You only live once though, right?
I absolutely love wearing lingerie with my pantyhose yet, somehow, I usually end up buying way more pantyhose than lingerie. Chalk it up to my lingering pantyhose fetish but that’s just how it is. So when I do make a girly unmentionables purchase, it’s usually something special that I need to slip on my body right this second.
Naturally, I was surfing around for pantyhose on the Shapings website and came (literally) across something so simply sexy that I had to try it, the Platino Tana Bodysuit. And I mean simple, as in no lacy trim or shiny satin or embellishments of any kind. It’s just a regular bodysuit in a thong cut and in a brown color at that. Yet it turned out to be one of my sexiest pieces of lingerie that I now absolutely adore.
I’m already very familiar with Platino pantyhose and, given that those are a favorite of mine, it wasn’t a hard decision to give the Tana bodysuit a try. This is despite the fact that there really wasn’t even a clear image of what it was, only a picture of the packaging on the website. However, when I ripped into that little pantyhose-style package and hurried to slip into this, I was not let down at all.
As you may know, I’ve been dying to try the Krystelle Seamless 30 pantyhose as soon as I saw them on the Shapings website. Well, I sprung for a pair for 40 CAD (about 32 USD) in the “tea” shade and finally got them in the mail. Since I’m a total virgin to the seamless pantyhose style, I just could not wait to slip my just-shaved legs into these beauties which, of course, I did without hesitation.
The first thing I noticed after slowly sliding these up my right thigh is that they don’t have the typical slippery “spandex” feel normally found on shiny pantyhose, not to mention, something I highly covet in legwear. The Krystelle 30, instead, has a microfiber composite that can best described as a matte feel with a bit of shine on it. Though I prefer the spandex feel and shine, I wouldn’t call it a knock on these since it is a high-quality material after all. There is sufficient shine but it just isn’t at the level of, say, the Wolford Neon or it’s sexier cousin, the Wolford Fatal Neon.
Left leg all hosed up, time to pull them up to my waist and, WHOA, they are very low-rise! With some easing, I could get the waistband just barely to my navel, having to do a pantyhose wedgy on my butt in the process but you know what? It’s something I actually liked about the Krystelle 30. I could remember those pictures of old Fatal Neon packages with those tights perfectly wedged up the ass of those models giving an almost painted on look. The Krystelle 30 replicated that perfectly.