I’m a pretty ordinary guy, I suppose, but ever since I was sixteen, when I discovered the thrill of wearing female underwear, I just have to cross dress whenever I can. My wife doesn’t mind as long as my transvestism doesn’t take over. I am bisexual; my wife believes that aspect of my character is behind me. So, all of the following episode was unknown to her and yes, I am ashamed but my wife (let’s call her) Kay never fo...

I was a young man, barely out of college, around nineteen years old as was my good friend Laurie. We had been close mates since our early teens. We listened to music together, both liked football and of course, we spent a lot of time talking about sex. What healthy young man does not have an interest there? We liked to go out and find new pubs to drink in, and Friday nights were our pub nights. One Friday, during the summ...

I am alone in my house, and I know my wife, Carol will be downtown shopping for another two or three hours. So, I just can not help myself and I take the opportunity to dress up. I run to the spare room and unpack a few select items from my secret stash of lingerie. My wife does know about my secret and tolerates it. I think it amuses here. I’m fairly certain that nobody else has the slightest idea of my sissy desires and...

I had my first gay experience when I was around nineteen years old. It was with a college friend of mine, who was about the same age. The encounter wasn’t much to speak of but I knew I wanted more. Around the same time I was sneaking into my cousin’s room who was three years older than me. I could not help it but I had an uncontrollable need to wear her knickers. I used to get so hard my little cockette hurt! My cousin wa...