So I have a chance to go out in a skirt as a guy . There is no way I could pass I am more biker than any thing else.
The reason I say I have a chance is I have an appointment close to Halloween. I could just wear the skirt to the appointment and see how it goes and see what people say. So what are your thoughts should I go for it should I not take the chance what.

So over this last few years I have been trying my best to get out and wear dresses in (public) well one of the local adult video arcades. As I have said before I have been collecting my wardrobe and now I'm wanting to know what it feels like to be on the receiving end of anal sex. So just to be clear I am not passable by any account I am a 5'11" 220# man in a dress. But it is not going to stop me from experiencing what I hope will be a life changing experience. So I find or make an excuse to get out of the house for a few hours and find someone who is interested in the same. So the first time I wore a dress (little black one really tight and short) into the arcade I was so excited I couldn't wait to get to a booth and turn on some transgender porn I was maybe there ten minutes or less. A few guys looked in on me one even came in and rubbed my ass told me that he was just down the street if I wanted to go to his house. Excitement got the best of me and I had to pleasure myself.

The next time I had purchased a new pink lace dress along with black lace trimmed stockings and black panties. I am more confident for my second trip I changed in the car and walked in with head held high even stopped at the counter for change. As I walked into the arcade I passed four or five men some looked at me like I was crazy others with curiosity. I found a booth at the end of the hall and left the rope down as an invitation to the men in the arcade. One came in and looked but left nothing said just a smile and left. Another came in and asked if I wanted to give him a blowjob I declined the offer and he left. On my third visit I have gotten some fishnets and heels again I changed in the parking lot and walked in the door head up and to the counter for change the girl at the counter herd my heels and ask ( do I hear cute heels) I just smile and head to the arcade and the booth at the end of the hall. Again some men linger in the arcade and yes we exchange glances. I have been in the booth about two minutes and this guy comes in and puts the rope across the door.
Does not even speak just got on his knees and took my dick into his mouth and throat the feeling made me hard instantly. He began to lick and kiss my balls and below my scrotum the feeling was intense he put his hands on my hips and turned me away from his face. He then places one hand on my back and gently pushed me to bend over and proceeded to eat my ass for what seemed like an eternity. At the same time he was massaging my penis and balls I started to breathe harder and harder. Just as I was about to lose my load he turned me around and sucked me back into his mouth and put a finger in my ass causing me to explode like never before. It was all I could do to pull up my panties and walk to the car in the parking lot. I have been back a few times and I have had a few encounters but no real sex. I have a new dress and stockings and heels for this weekend and will try again

So last night I went to bed and roll over to rub my wife's butt and she says what are you doing. I tell her I'm trying to feel the stuff she has on her new nightgown that she's been bragging about how good they feel. I tell her they're nice I just want to see how they feel. She tells me there's a pink one in the bottom drawer just put it on. Oh she made the suggestion so I'm going to take it. And so out of the bed and to her dresser I go. As I am looking through the drawer again she tells me it's a pink one in the bottom drawer. I fumble through the drawer for a moment find it and put it on. Instant erection it does feel good hose so good and I get to sleep in my wife's clothes in bed with my life and her blessings. I climb back into bed now she's rubbing my butt and telling me how good the stuff feels. I finally drift off to sleep after a million thoughts go through my head of what could be what might be what I want to be.

Morning came way to soon. I was so enjoying the dreams about my wife telling me she wanted me to wear girl clothes more often even buying them for me helping me dress. Being at home with my wife dressed in girl clothes to fantasies just kept growing. And then came morning time time to get up and face reality. My wife woke me up as she was getting dressed to go to work. She kissed me lightly on the forehead asked how I slept rubbed my butt and said they do feel comfy. And with that she was gone.I get out of bed and immediately find a pair of her black panties to wear. So I wander into the kitchen for coffee not wanting to change into my boy clothes. I decide to some laundry so I didn't have to chhange and I didn't want to.Doing laundry had a different feeling this time. Like something I didn't mind doing instead of something that had to be done. Can wearing a nightgown panties and fuzzy slippers really change the way you feel about doing laundry.
So I made a decision to make the most of the situation and off to Wally world I go. Looking at the rows of women's apparel leggings instead of long johns can work. So I find a black pair with a pretty print in a size large nobody's gonna see him under my clothes anyway but I'll know they are there. In the men's department I find underwear that look remarkably like the boy shorts from the women's side. I find socks in the girls department just like the ones I normally buy but they have a pink stripe in the toe. The underwear or mens the socks are in the wrong place everything can be explained. Besides I do our own laundry well work clothes anyway. And the feeling is still there different but good I don't know how to explain it it feels different can it really be the clothes just some undergarments that can make you feel that much different.

Ok so the other day I was the only one home and decided to go to the garage and retrieve my stash. The wife was shopping with her sister and would not be back until 5 or so. The kid was out doing what ever kids do. So I decided to go for it heels and stocking and pink panties black lace dress! You know what I mean the tramp outfit you have for special occasions. The one that makes you feel like you are actually a pretty girl or a tramp
So there I was in the middle of of the garage motley Crew on the radio and me in my fuck me heels and mini dress. I was in a groove dancing with Vince Neal and who opened the door but my wife.well she knows about and approved of the night gowns. But has no idea about the dresses and skirts or heels and panties. So I am busted I froze didn't know what to do about shit myself. She just looked at me and said come help me with the groceries. I began to remove the dress but she said oh no keep it on. I protested that the car was in the driveway and it was the middle of the day and the neighbors could see me. I was told to stop whining about it and get the stuff out of the car. She said it was no big deal you wear your night gown in the back yard Every morning. So what if they see you. AI relunctantly open the garage door and step out in to the driveway. Fortunately no neighbors were out so we moved the things into the house via the garage and put them away. After a quick inquiry about my wardrobe and how I came to possess it. Mostly purchased at the local Walmart or thrift store on my Sunday outings. Except for the heels size 11 they came from Nordstrom rack. A 4 inch heel black and glittery boot purchased on a pizza run one afternoon. She said that the dress was a bit on the small side. Well she is correct it is a girl's size 16 and stretching too it's limits. This is not the first time I have been worn female clothes in front of her but it is the first time I've been caught fully dressed.some times as A joke I will put on her lingerie before sex. But this time was different stone cold busted. I was going to have to explain to the woman I love that I have been doing this for years (age 9 is where it started). My mom innocently used me to size a dress for my sister by holding it in front of me. Then the next Sunday I was ( sick) and could not go to church. As soon as the car cleared the driveway I was in her room and putting the dress on. I will say that I don't know why I did it but it was a n amazing feeling. It was a yellow sun dress for Easter Sunday and I was first to wear it. I spent hours in the dress prancing around the house and pretending to be a girl. Since then I have been doing this as often as I can. I have a small stash of clothes hidden in the garage 4 pairs of shoes and 5 dresses 2 skirts and panties and stockings even a small purse. I have done the purging thing and always end up with more clothes. Lately I have gotten bolder when purchasing I have actually tried them on at the store before purchasing. Can't explain what it feels like to be doing it it's like the forbidden fruit even though it was in the dressing room and not actually in public. But the feeling of being in a dress has become a drug for me. I do it every chance I get just can't get over how I feel when in a dress.

since my last post I have been wearing a night gown every night. Thanks to my wife she doesn't seem to have a problem with it.
In fact she got me one for Christmas this year a nice Vera Wang ( not quite as long as I like but it does come mid calf) and it feels like heaven to wear! I have gotten a little more bold and have been wearing it around the house in the mornings before I go to work. The other people in the house IE sister-in-law and Son don't seem to mind. Although when my son found out he did laugh and ask when I started wearing a nightgown. So the wife told him I've always worn one he just never saw it before. What a change to go from sleeping in the nude for almost 30 years to sleeping in one of the most comfortable Fabrics I have found (rayon spandex blend). The feel of the fabric on your body even with hair because I haven't been able to shave my legs again . And I wish that I could shave all the hair off my body because it feels oh so good. I'm just afraid the wife would find that a bit weird if I do it without her prompting. I have been trying to hint at the fact that she could get me a dress. Like when we go shopping and I see nice dress and I'll tell her well that looks kind of like a nightgown. I thought that I had her the other day we were at Katherine's and there was an actual dress on the nightgown rack she almost bought it but it was a bit pricey for a nightgown. But we did discuss it for a moment she asked if I would actually wear a dress I told her it's not a dress if I'm wearing it as a nightgown. She just smiled told me you're so weird but I love you.
Ok on to my dress fetish I have purchased a few and have them stashed as most people do somewhere in the garage under lock and key. I have two LBD's a nice denim skirt that could pass for a kilt and 2 lace dresses one pink mid thigh(this one is my absolute favorite) and one purple full length. Both had the liner which I removed so now it's just lace. I have a pair of 4-inch heel sandal wedge type shoes not sure what they're called but I've learned to walk in them and can do okay for a while. I use every excuse I can to leave the house on the weekends grab the clothes and head over to the adult shop/theater you know the ones with the booths in the back where you can watch videos and whatever. I have been there a few times in the pink dress which is basically a see through I wear black panties and bra with black thigh highs and the heels. The girl at the counter told me twice that she likes it and asked where it came from I told her Ross. She didn't believe me till I explained that I had removed the lining. Most of the people I interact with ask me for the rest of my clothes are. They can't believe that I walked into the store wearing that in the middle of day. So I tell them that I'm not ashamed of what I'm wearing or who I am I'll probably never see them again anyway. Some guys are into it and I have had a little bit of fun nothing serious nothing after I left the arcade. A lot of guys think it's weird and I want nothing to do with it they look at me kind of funny and then walk away it's okay I'm not trying to impress anyone I just want to wear my dress in public and this is as close to public as I can chance. Some of the older guys in their mid-sixties and up trying to get me to go home with them I don't have time for that. And honestly I would rather have someone a little closer to my age

As some of you know about a year ago I was told by my wife that I should try shaving my legs and wear one of her gowns it bed to get a feel of how much nicer it is. Well I didn't hesitate to do it because I have been doing it for years every time I have a few minutes to change into one. I saw that as an opportunity to do so without judgement from her. She would not think it wierd because it's her idea.
Well shortly after I purchased a new night gown that I really like knowing that she would not like the materials and I could wear it. That was as the first one I got the second one is the same as the first she never said anything about the second one if she even noticed. She got me a new Vera Wang gown for Christmas. Then I purchased her and myself a new gowns. She likes the knee length and I love the floor length hers are 100% cotton and mine are Vera Wang cotton spandex blend and feel like heaven. She made the comment that mine looks more like a sundress because it has pockets. Which I did notice and is the main reason that I purchased it.
Then one night our son who is 15 came into the bedroom and I was just walking into the bedroom in my gown he had a laugh and asked when I started wearing dresses. My wife came to the rescue and told him that I had always worn them. He didn't question it and said ok and left. With the new found acceptance from wife and son I have started to wear them longer in the mornings while we have coffee and get ready for work. My wife's live in sister has never said anything about it she just accepted the change. I even go into the back yard and do my morning chores in my gown. I clean up after the animals and take the trash out to the alley do the pool.I don't know if it is the thrill of the fact that I could get caught. Or the fact that my wife and family have accepted the change and I don't worry about what others think. That being said I have found myself looking at women and thinking more about the clothes they're wearing than the female form or sex appeal. I am continuously wondering if the dresses and skirts would feel more comfortable than the short's I wear. I wish that I could get up in the morning take off my nightgown put on a dress and go about my daily business. I have changed all of my underwear to a feminine Style. Women's clothing has consumed most of my thought process over the last year. I as many crossdressers do have a stash of women's clothing that I wear any and every chance that I get. About a month ago wife went to work early so I grabbed my stuff brought it into the bedroom and changed. Pink lace dress nylons black lace panties high heels made me feel like I would be able to do anything. Well I guess in my haste to put everything away and go to work I forgot a pair of nylons on the bed. Fortunately my sister-in-law found them thought they were my wife's and put them in a drawer. About a week later my wife found them in the drawer asked whose they were. Embarrassed and knowing that I was busted I told her I didn't know my sister-in-law said that she thought they were hers( my wifes) so she just put them in the drawer. After I got to work that day I called my wife to explain that they were mine she said she knew they were mine. I told her that I had bought them because I had been reading about compression stockings and was going to try them at work but chickened out and forgot to throw them away. She left it at that she did purchase me some compression pants which feel remarkably like nylons. I wear them quite often because they feel so good. Well that's enough for now there isn't more deviant side of the story which I'll get into later.

So when I was a child of 9ish i diecoverd my sister and I were similar in appearance. Thus started my foray into the wearing of her clothes. It began with what she had been wearing during the day and left in the bathroom when she bathed. We all just discarded our clothes in the same hamper. Mom would do the laundry and return it to its respective location in our dresser. She never checked the hamper for contents so I would take a piece of my sisters clothing and wear it to bed and return it to the bathroom hamper in the morning. This went on for the rest of my time at home graduating to pantyhose and skirts when I got the chance. But i always liked the dresses I wore them in the bathroom with the window closed and the curtains drawn till mom told me to hurry up. So forward to my 20's I am married and have kids this did put a damper on my hobby. Forward to the 30's a big move to another state and the kids are self sufficient yeah. The wife and I work different shifts and I have a little disposable income. Well you can guess that I had a stash not of dresses but of leather mini skirts. Seeing the neighborhood kids (teenage girls) wearing them made me want to have that feeling too. So forward to my 40's the wife and I were free of the kids and had some fun partying and strip clubs and swingers and the like. Then our oldest child passed away we were devastated nothing was fun. No time out no date night. Life was sad and boring so i started to buy dresses again and wear them on the rare occasion when I was alone. But this time it was long dresses and skirts and the wife's shoes. Then my wife's sister came to live with us and that ended my time in dresses. I purged everything and was mad about the situation. And here is 50ish boring and repetitive. The sister in law is a permanent resident and my dresses are gone. Until the night in my wife's clothes. This night in my wife's nightgown changed my life and I love the results. Now when I get home from work I can get into a nightgown and just chill with my wife and her sister. I know it sounds weird but it's working. The sister in law is timid and nonconfrontational so she has excepted that I wear nightgowns. The wife likes me to wear larger ones with bigger bottoms and she buys them for me. Personally I'd rather have a lighter one and shorter than she likes. I like Vera wang and the more it looks like a skater dress the better for me. I usually wear them with on underwear and my house shoes. If i could get the wife to buy me some panties I would be ecstatic. Well if time has taught me anything it is that you never know what to expect.

Ok so this is the way I see it. Every one has a preconceived notion of how boy's and girl's are supposed to act. But what if you cannot be what society expected? My parents raised all us kids in the best way they knew. We were poor and my Dad worked every hour he could! His day started at 4am when Mom made his breakfast and packed his lunch before his two hour drive to work . So after that mom turned into super mom and got eight kids ready for the day. And after breakfast and all kids are off to school she made the beds did dishes and cleaned the house. This was every day on Saturday morning they got to sleep in till we all got up at six to watch the one channel our TV could get. Sunday morning and same routine then off to church.

We were a close family eleven people in six bedroom home. So you can understand how we became so close. We did everything together eat play and even sleep on the cold nights. We were inseparable and would be until I became a teen and started working.
Society had put us in our gender roles and for all my brothers and sister it was just fine with them. They all conformed my self included until I found a new friend at school. Jorge was different and treated me different from the other kids! He always found me on the play ground we played the same as the other kids but he made it better. I found myself missing him when he was not there. I longed for him and didn't know why but when he was there I felt special. And one day we were playing in the Wood's and I found out why. We had a special connection a sexual connection. We explored sex and each other's bodies every time we could get a few minutes alone. This is where my life began to change. I started to question gender and sexual roles. Society and and the Bible says that you are what you are a just tow the line. But I couldn't be that person I liked the feeling I had when I was with Jorge. And as a preteen I really didn't know what a homosexual was or gender for that matter. All I knew was that what I felt was real and unconditional and I was devastated when Jorge had to move.
After Jorge left I fell back in to the society approved role. Not that there was anyone else to do that stuff with all the other boys were going to be the men they were supposed to be. This is the time I started to experiment with girls clothing and anal play! Now don't get me wrong I did and still do love the ladies. But I couldn't stop trying on the girls clothes and wondering what it was like to be one. I let my hair grow a tried to be pretty. And then came high school and I was just a small boy and had to stand up to the society built bullies and jocks.so I remained in the role of normal teen. But I secretly had crushes on two or three boys. Now remember this was the 1980s and homosexuality and cross dressing was a sin in the Bible belt and social suicide. Not to mention the beatings by the other kids and ridicule. So I did not pursue any thing that could embarrass me or more importantly the family.
I would not have another experience in till after I left home. I joined the military at seventeen and left my old world behind. Life in the service was was for me had been use to following orders and living in tight quarters. I actually found myself liking it. A small adjustment to the community shower and the stalls were open so you didn't try anything stupid like suicide. I found myself steeling Peek's at the others and liked what I was seeing. But again I couldn't act on my desires homosexual behavior was grounds for Court marshal. Which would mean discharge and disgrace and everyone at home would know the truth.And I couldn't let that happen. So I kept my desires and hands to myself on base. But when liberty call went I was free from my restrictions.I could be myself . Just another lie I had told myself so I became the good little soldier I was supposed to be. Occasionally I would buy some panties and wear them while on liberty then toss them on the way back to base. This routine wouldn't change for the next two years. Then I was introduced to my wife we were married and living off base. And of course I lied to her about my schedule and liberty times so I could visit the gay bars. The one I liked best was a tranny bar. One night I was driving home and had a few hours on my side. As i pulled up in front of the bar two gurls were leaving drunk they asked me for a ride. And of course I gave them one we chatted and drank on the way to their place. Once we got there one of the gurls kased me to come up with them and I couldn't refuse not that I wanted to. This was a dream come true I might get to have my way with a cross dresser maybe two. My heart was pounding I was so excited I couldn't think straight. When one gurl said she was going to freshen up the other took my hand and led me down the hall to a bedroom. The bedroom was laid out as most teenage girls are. Acute flowered bedspread vanity and pretty dresses hanging in the closet. I was thinking that I would love to try on the dresses. We started kissing playing around a bit checking each other out. I very quickly realized that I would be taking the submissive role. This gurl knew what she wanted but was very delicate in the way she achieved it. She made me feel like I was supposed to be the recipient. Actually the way she went about it she made me want to be the recipient. It felt natural and I I'm so glad that I just went with it. She had me out of my clothes in just a moment. She of course not wanting to show off her Manley figure kept hers on. Once the foreplay was over she lay me on the bed on my back something I didn't really expect. I was thinking more doggy style but she wanted missionary. And I'm glad that I went along with it the other position would have left me looking at the wall. This way I could see her pretty face her green eyes long brown hair. And all the pretty close no closet that I wished I was wearing. I mean how great would it be having sex with a gurl while dressed as a gurl that would be great. I put my fantasy aside for the reality that was happening. I felt her press her penis against my ass she saw the grimace of pain on my face. She reminded me that I needed to relax and enjoy it which I did and it was very enjoyable! It lasted for what seemed like an hour I know it was a few minutes but I got the feeling. When she had finished and I finished I got off while she was doing me it was all over me and all over her nice dress. She she directed me to the bathroom down the hall so I can shower. As I showered I was in a . I didn't know what to do. What would I tell the wife if she found out how could I explain it. Fortunately I've never had to explain it And. that scenario has never happen again but I do wish I could have a repeat.

This story is about the first time I decided to go outside of the house dressed as a woman I've purchased dresses in the past I've even worn them in the garage but never actually went out into public you see I'm the man's man big burly motorcycle rider but I do love to put on a skirt or a dress and heels and hose and . well I got carried way there for a second. A few weeks ago my wife told me I should shave my leg just to see how it feels I went one step further I shave both legs all the way to the crotch which I trimmed very close not that she would notice we don't have sex so that didn't matter we've been married for a long time and I guess she just doesn't want sex anymore and that makes my situation even worse because now I want to wear skirts and dresses and pantyhose and things all the time seems like everytime I leave the house I want to go shopping for a new something a new dress skirt I want a really pretty one a short black one well about three weeks ago at Walmart I found the perfect thing not really a dress but more of a compression garment but it looks like a short black dress so I bought the largest one I can find took it home put it on wow this thing is tight but it did make me look a lot slimmer and it made me feel (pretty) good about myself I have an appointment that morning so I decide to take it with me to work I'm leaving very soon for an appointment anyway so I try and take it off was that a joke when I say it was tight that was an understatement it took me 5 minutes to get this thing off so I roll it up hide it in the car and off to work I go my appointment went fast enough to allow me some extra time before I had to be back to work and I decided just seize the opportunity I mean what could it hurt the wife doesn't know nobody I know is going to be there oh yeah there let me tell you where there is an adult theater and arcade you know the kind with the booths I had run across that one day while going to lunch and today I was going to enter not just inter but inter wearing a dress I found a place in the parking lot where I can block one side against the wall I just SAT there for a few minutes nervous about the new experience about to happen finally built up my nerves told my t shirt off slipped the dress on man what's this thing type or maybe it was just my nerves I can barely breathe I step out of the car pull the dress down over my shorts I pulled the shorts down and off so I'm standing there in a dress with flip flops in black micro fiber underwear and I am so nervous about what's going on I can hardly breathe I calmed down and then I realized that I am going to need money for the booth and I have no pocket for anything so I take a 5 spot and tuck it in my breast area once inside there was no change machine so off to the counter I go in search for singles do young man at the counter never gave me a second look as for change he handed me some singles and it was off to the booths legend of the Arcade some guys are looking I found one in the corner kind of secluded then stick in the dollar and start flipping through the channels and I am nervous there is a mirror so you can see who's walking by I noticed a few guys walking by peeking in I found a channel that had transgender actors so I settled on that this did not help my situation I was so excited the money ran out quickly and I am going to have to walk out of this place very excited and very erect a few minutes pass the counter guy walks through the Arcade telling people put in money or get out so now I have to leave still very excited and no way to hide it well here goes I'm walking out guys are looking at me a little bit but no one says anything no laughing no snide comments no giggles I make my way back to the car get the door unlocked I have one of those keypad things pull my shorts back on jump in the car try to get this dress off and man is it tight takes me like 5 minutes to get this thing off so I get my t shirt back on I'm ready to go open the door dropped address outside and speed away Russia's day at work was spent thinking about what I done that morning and when could I do it again I've been thinking about it a lot over the last two weeks I need to do this again I think the next time I'll borrow a pair of my wife heels I can have them back before she even knows their gone but hopefully that will be another story for another time

Ok back to my friend Jorge next time Jorge came to visit was on the weekend not quite as many kids again Jorge takes me by the hand and off we go into the woods this time I realize he's treating me differently but I follow his lead soon we can't see or hear anyone at the house and mom is busy the other kids are playing so no one's going to notice our absence for awhile again with your clothes on starting running through the woods naked I like the feeling of clothes on the fresh air and I liked to watch Jorge For some reason and the fact that we were in the woods and nude gave me a feeling for Jorge I didn't have for the other male friends I have After playing in the nude for a few minutes Jorge tells me to come to him he was standing behind some bushes I go over and he is fully erect and smiling he asked me if I have ever had sex no remember I'm 10 or 11 and trying to impress my friend so of course I said yes not really knowing what sex was or how to do it having lived a sheltered life he asked me if I want to do it with him I was hesitant to answer but I really like Jorge and after a long moment I said yes not knowing what that really meant he tells me to bend over and points to a broken tree a few feet away I did what he asked and he walked up behind me his erect penis rubbed against my bare cheek he fumbled around for a minute trying to insert it on my butt there was no luck with that like I said neither one of us knew what we were doing we tried again with me on the giving end still no success he turned me around kiss me on the mouth and then knelt in front of me he put my dick in his mouth and I thought I would die it felt so good a few quick slurps and then he says your turn upholstery second then knelt in front of him and put his dick in my mouth suck on it a few times as he had done then he pulled me back up we're standing face to face and we honestly thought we had had sex we repeated this scenario several times throughout the summer about two weeks before summer was over we were back in the woods this time Jorge Went down on me first and I was so excited about it that I actually came for the first time it was all over his face and he was spitting it out and it just keep coming my knees were going week and the feel was over whelming I finally finished and Jorge had the biggest look of confusion on his face he asked me what did you do I told him nothing I don't know but it feels good he wants his face off with his shirt and then looked at me and said can you make me do that so I knelt down in front of him and began and as it turns out yes I could make him do that it was all over my face coming out my nose out of my mouth I can only imagine what it look like but I remember I saw her Jorge lookd like we spend every second we could together in the woods we never did accomplish inter course but we were getting really good at blowjobs learned that word a few years later Jorge moved away a few months later his dad got transferred to another state I have not seen him in almost 40 years but I still think of him any time I am in the Forest

Let me give you some insight into the life I grew up with I am the second child in a large family So I grew up in a large family under a small rock and all was normal church on Sunday morning and fear God bless us all My grandma read the bible every night before bed
Mom was up at 4am to make Dad breakfast and lunch before you left for work at 5 am doing manual labor all day getting home at 6 pm so you get the gist I had everything that I needed not always everything that I wanted but what I needed

When I was in 6th grade Jorge moved to the neighborhood and that's when things started to change for me he was from the city and had different views of the world we became friends and he started to come over to our house love that one more kid made a difference there always 20 kids my mom didn't seem to care just one more kid we would run through the woods ride bikes all the normal stuff Jorge was a small boy with blond hair and he looked a lot like his older sister And she was very pretty all the older boys liked her and he was my new friend we had a lot in common like bikes and looking for things in the woods he had a lot to learn about the country and I had much more to learn about Jorge One day the younger kids were playing with cars and Jorge didn't want to play so he suggested that we try to find something more entertaining in the woods as we were leaving the yard he put his hand on the small of my back like my Dad did my mom
I did not think much about it at the time soon we were in the woods looking for bugs and things we had gone pretty far into the forest and that is when He took my hand and started to lead me deeper into the brush when we were away from the sounds of the other kids he asked me what I think about streaking I was kind of shocked when he started to remove his clothes but I didn't leave I just stood there watching him when he was full nude he said that it was my turn and for some reason I did as he said the next thing I knew he was inches away from my face he proceeded to kiss me on the mouth and I guess I kissed him back the next thing I can remember we were making out and he had his hand on my crotch and I responded the same way he started to get hard as did I we kissed again and I felt him get harder that is when I heard mom calling

Just wish that for one day I could be a girl. Would love to wake up and stretch out and see a nice pair of breasts. Nothing to large maybe a nice c cup. Then reach down and find a vagina where my balls use to be. Run my hand over a nice hair less pubic mound in their place. As I explore the rest of my new body and notice that there is no hair. And the new skin is so soft and sensitive it feels like heaven. The touch of a finger on the lips are almost to much for my mind to comprehend. The sexual excitement that follows is amazing from just a touch. I begin to think about sex and where I am going to get it.

Well it isn't going to find me so it's to the shower. As the water heats up. I examine the girl in the mirror nice round breasts and the body of a 14 year old boy. Nippels are hard enough to cut glass it is a bit chilly. As I step into the shower and the hot water hits my body a new rush of sexual excitement over takes me. And I cannot handle it I begin to fondle all my new parts. Massaging my breasts the nipple is so sensitive and the sensation is unbelievable. As I reach down to wash my pussy I can not contain myself. The feeling is so intense that I start of orgasam as I rub my fingers across the lips. I let a finger slip between the lips and as it touches the clit. I am overtaken by a powerful orgasm my knees are weak my body is twitching. I finished my shower and dry off. Now all I can think about is sex and I want some. I want some from a girl I want some form a guy. I want both at the same time. And I just became a girl when I awoke twenty minutes ago. Now I'm scared how long will this last how did it happen to o begin with. Do I want to change back even if I can.

I know how sex feels for a guy and the excitement that it causes. And now I have an idea of what a woman feels during sex. I begin to think about my male friends Which ones are cute who is not in a relationship. When I realize this is the same thoughts I had as a guy. Do men and women really think this much alike. And my thoughts return to sex. little Ricky and Jennifer were my choices when I was a man. Both single and flirting with everyone and neither would know me now.

Well it is my fantasy and I truly wish that could happen at least for one day.