Lesbians

Sissy on Sissy

"I spotted a super hot transvestite in the crowd."

"We moved our pelvises together... our tucked cocks both erected at the same time".


"We kissed before I even caught her name. It was a soft girly lesbian kiss."

"We couldn't keep our hands off each other the rest of the night."

"It was so crazy and erotic."







A little something I just posted over on Lizabeth's Sissy Cockmilker blog. She certainly inspires me:

Your post made me jerk a huge load, too.
You beat me to it actually - I had planned to make a future post on my own blog about exactly this subject [Sissy on Sissy porn]. I still will eventually, of course. But you did it soooo well. It'll be tough.

As long as you're asking for stories, I have one that happened about eight years ago that I STILL masturbate to.

I was in the audience at a drag show/dance club, dressed to the nines, totally hot to trot, when I spotted a super sexy blonde transvestite in a minidress in the crowd. She spotted me, too. We locked eyes. We danced toward each other, until our bodies were touching.
As we moved our pelvises together, I swear to you, our tucked cocks both erected at the same time.
As we danced, I rubbed my half tucked erection sideways back and forth against her hidden bulge, slipping and sliding past each other under four silky layers... her panties, my dress, her dress and her panties. It was sooo delicious. And naughty too, knowing we were essentially secretly rubbing our cocks together in public while completely crossdressed. How wild.
We kissed before I even caught her name. It was a soft girly lesbian kiss. The kind you wanted to go on and on.
She pulled away all of sudden. I realized later it was probably because she was about to cum in her panties right then and there.
Still, we couldn't keep our hands off each others' bodies the rest of the night.
I learned she was in town for a few days from Australia.
We made plans to meet up again.

Two nights later our girl selves met up again at a gay bar, on an actual date.
Both of us in hose, strappy heels, wigs, fake boobs and full makeup, carrying purses, dressed to tease.
We were so ramped up and hot for each other, stroking each others' soft, silky nyloned legs, as we sat there cross-legged on barstools. It all felt so forbidden. Openly lusting for each other. Eyes clouded with the haze of sexual arousal.
It was so crazy and erotic to be making out, femme to femme, right there at the bar, in front of everyone.
As she leaned into me, her soft girlish hand rested on my smooth nyloned thigh, her French manicured nails inched their way slightly up my miniskirt. I couldn't stop rubbing her silky legs either, or playing nylon on nylon footsie.
Mmmm. Ohh.
The sensation of lipstick on lipstick was incredible. Time stood still as our tongues danced.
In between long slow deep soul-searching tongue kisses, she said something to the effect of "imagine if our mums could see us now." And the terror of that idea totally erected my panties.

Boing. It was that thrilling and terrifying idea of being exposed as a totally gay pervert, caught out while dressed to the nines in women's clothes and clearly aroused by it, squirming in my pantyhose, and locked in a feverish sexual embrace with another feminine sissy.


Ultimately, it didn't work out so well in bed because we were both bottoms. But the foreplay I described above was among the best I've ever had.
And maybe you can use the pictures below to come up with a different ending.

xoxo,
Pamela

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The Power of Positive Feedback

And now a word from the wizard-ess behind the curtain:

I want to take a moment to thank all the horny readers out there who've taken the time to read and comment on my posts. While I started this blog as a personal creative and sexual outlet, it certainly is gratifying to know that my words and my choice of images are making other people horny and inspiring them to write as well.

Ever since I made my "You'd rather BE them than fuck them" post earlier this month, I've been getting a lot of positive feedback that I realize has subconsciously guided my subsequent posts to include similar elements of body-swapping, cocksucking, transvestite shame, and non-politically-correct homoeroticism and submissive femininity. I definitely ran with those topics to get more positive feedback - holding a mirror up to my readers in a way, while also sharing my own turn-ons. It's definitely felt so hot and sexy to write all those posts, even more so knowing I'm getting other people off as well. But while all those things obviously turn me on greatly, there are also a lot of other as-yet-unmentioned topics that turn me on as well: lesbianism, pantyhose fetish, shemales, futanari (look it up), bondage, even good old heterosexuality (gasp!), and more.
I just wanted to let you readers know that I plan to focus a little on some of these other angles as well in future posts, and not become a one-trick pony-girl. I hope that won't alienate any of my dedicated readers.

And speaking of readers, I'd like you all to know that ALL comments are encouraged.
On the "Those Kinds of Girls post, Jamielin wrote:

"I don't really know the etiquette. Comments and participation are invited, but how much astray is permissible? I feel a bit like I'm glomming onto PP's action to make an audience for myself. But I guess the maxim is, silence gives consent."

Indeed. Please use my posts as a jumping off point for your own stories, and even your own blogs. The more the merrier. Remember, your stories are getting me off as well. I love it, and it's encouraged.

xoxo,
Pamela P.

Twinkletoes in Pantyhose

Hey twinkle-toes. *Giggle* Don't you look cute?
Now that I know what a dressup princess you are, it all make sense.
Why my panty drawer was out of order sometimes.
Why my bra straps seemed to be streched out.
And lets not even talk about all the cum stains. Yes. You didn't think I'd notice, did you?
Now. Now that I've gotten you to show me what you've been doing in secret all this time... Now that I've convinced you to get totally dressed up in my lingerie from head to twinkletoes... Now that you've exposed your shameful secrets to me... how do you feel?
Do those pantyhose feel good?
Really good?
I bet they do.
Do you feel excited dressed like that? I can look down and see that it does.
Do you want to fuck me when you're dressed like that? Mmmmm.... Or do you also think about something else?
Touching yourself?
Mmmmm....
Touching... your cock?
Or touching... someone else's... cock?
It's totally OK to admit it. You'd be just like me - I mean, I like cocks too. I even like sucking them. I think it's perfectly natural. You can tell me. Come on... Tell me all about it.


*smirk* Ha. I knew it. Faggot.

Commenters: When you read the story I wrote above, what did you imagine yourself wearing, and what words did you imagine yourself telling the narrator at the end?