Mmmm... full cup bras, bullet bras, sheer cups, padded bras, satiny panties, panty girdles, sheer silky smooth stockings, pantyhose, high heeled pumps, sexy slingbacks, a face full of glamour makeup, French manicured nails, elegant hair, feminine perfume, gossamer robes, silk blouses, tight skirts, ample cleavage, rounded curves.
Lube, stroke, splat, repeat. Lube, stroke, splat, repeat. Aaah! This site may threaten to dehydrate me.
Here's a Secrets in Lace story contest. Pick some of the pictures above, then use your imagination to finish the story below. First two sentences:
"Oh... my... gawd... what are you doing... in my clothes?!"
There I was. Exposed. Wearing her most feminine lingerie.
Commenters, I'd like you to fill in the rest.
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"Oh shit...I though you were going to be gone for a few more hours." I exclaimed.
"Hmm..." my gf said, looking at me while thinking, in a deeply different way than I've ever seen before, "I think I know what you were doing."
"You were getting off in my clothes, weren't you?"
"Yes." It was all I could say.
"Hmm...girl am I gonna have some fun with you."
"What do you mean?" I asked, not wanting to know the answer.
"I'm going to get you some of your own, that you must wear under your own clothes everyday."
"What?!" I like wearing her clothes, but having to wear them 24/7 seemed extreme.
"And you start as soon as we go to the mall and get you some and come home, or should I say, cum home."
There I was, trapped. I felt as though I couldn't resist. I had crossed the point of no-return. I had fallen off the deep end. I had kissed goodbye to my old self, and, while I didn't like it at first, the idea of wearing female lingerie all day everyday for ever is making me hard.
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Back at home
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"Ok now, what shall we call you, oh yeah, Missy, get in your new clothes."
Never before have I been so horny yet humiliated. I don't want to do this...I do...I don't. I can't decide.
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Later that night
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"Ok, now I'm going to show you how to be a true lesbian slut. I don't like sissies, and I much prefer women to men, so learn fast."
Now I know why the sex always was different than with most women I've been with...
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Years later I'd officially become my wife's "new" partner when I finished my transition. She and I lived on each other and all her lesbian/bi girl friends and all her straight guy friends. Needless to say my dream has came true.
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(Wow, I'm jerking all over from just typing this, hope it does that much (and more) to you)
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