Annie's Room

Thanks, Annie....

We can just imagine how lovely you look & how sexy you feel in it. Thanks forcthe update.

Such a lovely nightie!!! Your girlfriend should wrap it around you after you emerge from a lovely bath of epsom salts and bubble.
 
So many sissies! There are a lot of you guys out there who know the special touch of pretty panties on your little clitties, who dream of sucking cock or putting on make-up and playing dress up and much more. I think you are all very sexy and I encourage you to embrace and explore your desires as far as you imagine.

You can always pop into this thread if you have a question for me or something but I'll admit there are too many of you these days! :) I'm getting a steady stream of PMs from sissies wanting my time and attention to help indulge their fantasies and I honestly don't have the time or energy to do so. I think you're all very sexy and I love that you're enjoying panties and more, but I can't invest a bunch of time to write, create, and direct your orgasms. To be fair, since you aren't in person, you can't reciprocate physically and give me orgasms. And to be honest, most of you are naturally consumed by your fantasy world and wanting to indulge it, not on what a play partner (like me) might want or need. I'm really not sure what you could offer to give back to me.

I've done it for a long time with dozens of sissies and it's just too much and doesn't reward me fairly. Anyway, too many words but please don't be offended if I don't respond to your sissy PMs.
 
So many sissies! There are a lot of you guys out there who know the special touch of pretty panties on your little clitties, who dream of sucking cock or putting on make-up and playing dress up and much more. I think you are all very sexy and I encourage you to embrace and explore your desires as far as you imagine.

You can always pop into this thread if you have a question for me or something but I'll admit there are too many of you these days! :) I'm getting a steady stream of PMs from sissies wanting my time and attention to help indulge their fantasies and I honestly don't have the time or energy to do so. I think you're all very sexy and I love that you're enjoying panties and more, but I can't invest a bunch of time to write, create, and direct your orgasms. To be fair, since you aren't in person, you can't reciprocate physically and give me orgasms. And to be honest, most of you are naturally consumed by your fantasy world and wanting to indulge it, not on what a play partner (like me) might want or need. I'm really not sure what you could offer to give back to me.

I've done it for a long time with dozens of sissies and it's just too much and doesn't reward me fairly. Anyway, too many words but please don't be offended if I don't respond to your sissy PMs.

I admit it, I do love and always wear panties, and am dress fem most of the time or somewhere in-between. I love visiting your thread and enjoy how treat all sissy gurls. ;)
Oh my, :cattail:my panties are getting wet just writing this.
 
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So many sissies! There are a lot of you guys out there who know the special touch of pretty panties on your little clitties, who dream of sucking cock or putting on make-up and playing dress up and much more. I think you are all very sexy and I encourage you to embrace and explore your desires as far as you imagine.

You can always pop into this thread if you have a question for me or something but I'll admit there are too many of you these days! :) I'm getting a steady stream of PMs from sissies wanting my time and attention to help indulge their fantasies and I honestly don't have the time or energy to do so. I think you're all very sexy and I love that you're enjoying panties and more, but I can't invest a bunch of time to write, create, and direct your orgasms. To be fair, since you aren't in person, you can't reciprocate physically and give me orgasms. And to be honest, most of you are naturally consumed by your fantasy world and wanting to indulge it, not on what a play partner (like me) might want or need. I'm really not sure what you could offer to give back to me.

I've done it for a long time with dozens of sissies and it's just too much and doesn't reward me fairly. Anyway, too many words but please don't be offended if I don't respond to your sissy PMs.
 
I like some webcomics. Questionable Content is one I've been following for years. Very quirky, amusing, it's got AI/Robots in our normal world like people (it works). I especially like how the creator treats LBTQ. There is a current storyline with one of the original women in a relationship with a female AI/robot.

https://questionablecontent.net/view.php?comic=3847
 
That was so cute!!!

While the creator obviously mixed in some simple science fiction aspects, he really treats characters, attraction, love, dating, breaking up, etc. in a very real way just with humor (most of the time).
 
Not sure what I'm doing here but I guess I've always wanted my own thread. Someplace I can post my musings, desires, or the odd picture that I think is just stunning. This won't be high traffic like a picture thread but I'd like to post little bits of sexy stuff now and again. I guess i like the exhibitionist aspect of the process, though I've been very open across multiple threads about what I'm about, what has been going on with my husband for the last year, our sexual explorations, etc.

PART 1

For today, I'm just sort of obsessed with finding a beautiful woman, standing behind her in line, chatting amiably as we complain about how long the line will take. I compliment her on her top and leggings. Her skin is a gorgeous shade of dark mocha, so different from my 'white' Scottish heritage skin. I mention how good the leggings make her bottom look. We look at each other not talking but saying everything.

She takes my hand, out of sight of the others in the line, and directs it to her bottom. Given permission, I gladly caress and squeeze, exploring every bit of her shape, her beautiful curves, the delightful valley. Lifting the hem of her top just a little, I slip my hand inside her leggings. I find she's wearing satin string bikini panties which I caress her through. I recognize that she's getting very excited by the flush on her neck and the way she's getting a little squirmy.

It doesn't take long for me to push her panties down and enjoy her skin underneath my fingers, stroking and pushing. Her bottom arches toward me and I explore further down. Her legs widen and my fingers start touching wetness. I can only get two fingers between her legs but I find her moist lips and begin to stroke, to slip inside her.

She's biting her lips now and trembling at times. Only the narrowness of the check-out aisle with high display racks on either side make this possible. I'm blocking her from the woman behind me. The woman ahead of her is blabbing on her phone though she could turn at any moment and see. I think this is what is making it more exciting for both of us. I feel her stroking her clit through her leggings since I can't reach it.

We're moving toward the checkout at a glacial pace, but we're still moving and don't have the time we want. I touch her every way I wish I was being touched and soon am rewarded but a choked cough and the spasms of her pussy clamping down on my fingers again and again. Her hands are holding the display racks on her right and left for dear life. Her orgasm continues for a while as I don't stop stimulating her until she pushes my hand back.

"Paper and plastic?" asks the young man at the register. I'm still pulling her panties into place and slipping my fingers out as she tries to pull herself together enough to answer.

She has her purchases bagged and pays for them. As my purchases start to move through I see her drop a piece of paper in one of my bags.

As soon as I get away from the check-out line, I hunt for the paper.

"Ladies room, big stall. I just bought a cucumber..."


:) Hope you enjoy.

Sounds like a typical day at Wal-Mart. Good story though.
 
So before we went to the strip club I asked my hubby about times he'd gone in the past. He's told me that he asks the ladies to touch his shoulder or thigh enough to feel his bra or his garters and know he's wearing lingerie. They might talk about favorite lingerie styles or even the best places to shop. He always tips well and does a private dance if they are nice and supportive with him.


Our trip to the strip club was a lot of fun. It was nicer than I expected (after doing research as advised we picked a good one). I was treated very well. Hubby and I separated once we were inside. I ordered a few drinks as I watched the dancers and I chatted up the waitress, telling her I was a newbie. She said they get women visiting every once in awhile, usually as a couple. I told her I was essentially there on my own but acknowledged my hubby on the other side of the club.

I sat by the stage with my second drink and really enjoyed watching these beautiful women dance in pretty lingerie. Some were better dancers than others or wore sexier lingerie, or had better figures but they were all pretty and nice to me.

I put money in the first dancer's panties and my fingers were trembling so much that she touched my hand and told me to relax, it was all okay. Her name was Crystal (or at least her stage name was) and after her dance she put her panties and bra back on and came over to sit with me. I sort of couldn't hold back and blabbed my life story while buying her a drink. I loved that she sat so close and ran her fingers on my thigh and my arm. I also loved that she was wearing satiny lingerie (my fave).

I asked her for a table dance and was soon very hot and bothered. I asked her for a VIP room experience and she led me back to the shadowy domains of those little rooms with the curtains. She asked what I liked and I asked her to keep her pretty lingerie on as she danced. She did, very sensual dancing, very close, grinding on my lap and moving her breasts against my face.

"I want to..." I whispered, moving my hand down to get under my skirt.

"I won't tell if you won't," she replied quietly and kept dancing. She turned away from me squatted to grind on my lap, her ass moving my hand against my pussy like she was masturbating me and I came, hard.

It took a little to collect myself. She warned me that not all the dancers would be cool with that but I was always welcome back to see her for another *special experience*.

I went back and had another drink as I watched the dancers, smiling at Crystal when she was on and putting more money in her panties. After her dance, she paused by my table to see if I wanted another VIP experience and I confessed that I really did but I'd reached my budget for the evening. She asked if I planned to come back and I assured her that I would, with or without hubby. She gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and squeeze to my shoulder.

Hubby emerged from the VIP area soon after and we left the club. I could see he had a large wet spot on the front of his pants where he'd cum during the VIP experience. She'd had him unbutton his shirt to show off his pretty bra and then dancing for him. Her lap grinding and talking to him about loving how pretty he was in the pink satin lingerie was more than enough to make him cum. I might have to cage him next time. :)
 
So before we went to the strip club I asked my hubby about times he'd gone in the past. He's told me that he asks the ladies to touch his shoulder or thigh enough to feel his bra or his garters and know he's wearing lingerie. They might talk about favorite lingerie styles or even the best places to shop. He always tips well and does a private dance if they are nice and supportive with him.


Our trip to the strip club was a lot of fun. It was nicer than I expected (after doing research as advised we picked a good one). I was treated very well. Hubby and I separated once we were inside. I ordered a few drinks as I watched the dancers and I chatted up the waitress, telling her I was a newbie. She said they get women visiting every once in awhile, usually as a couple. I told her I was essentially there on my own but acknowledged my hubby on the other side of the club.

I sat by the stage with my second drink and really enjoyed watching these beautiful women dance in pretty lingerie. Some were better dancers than others or wore sexier lingerie, or had better figures but they were all pretty and nice to me.

I put money in the first dancer's panties and my fingers were trembling so much that she touched my hand and told me to relax, it was all okay. Her name was Crystal (or at least her stage name was) and after her dance she put her panties and bra back on and came over to sit with me. I sort of couldn't hold back and blabbed my life story while buying her a drink. I loved that she sat so close and ran her fingers on my thigh and my arm. I also loved that she was wearing satiny lingerie (my fave).

I asked her for a table dance and was soon very hot and bothered. I asked her for a VIP room experience and she led me back to the shadowy domains of those little rooms with the curtains. She asked what I liked and I asked her to keep her pretty lingerie on as she danced. She did, very sensual dancing, very close, grinding on my lap and moving her breasts against my face.

"I want to..." I whispered, moving my hand down to get under my skirt.

"I won't tell if you won't," she replied quietly and kept dancing. She turned away from me squatted to grind on my lap, her ass moving my hand against my pussy like she was masturbating me and I came, hard.

It took a little to collect myself. She warned me that not all the dancers would be cool with that but I was always welcome back to see her for another *special experience*.

I went back and had another drink as I watched the dancers, smiling at Crystal when she was on and putting more money in her panties. After her dance, she paused by my table to see if I wanted another VIP experience and I confessed that I really did but I'd reached my budget for the evening. She asked if I planned to come back and I assured her that I would, with or without hubby. She gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and squeeze to my shoulder.

Hubby emerged from the VIP area soon after and we left the club. I could see he had a large wet spot on the front of his pants where he'd cum during the VIP experience. She'd had him unbutton his shirt to show off his pretty bra and then dancing for him. Her lap grinding and talking to him about loving how pretty he was in the pink satin lingerie was more than enough to make him cum. I might have to cage him next time. :)

:heart::heart::heart:....what a fantastic experience! Now my panties are wet too.:cool::cattail:
 
So many sissies! There are a lot of you guys out there who know the special touch of pretty panties on your little clitties, who dream of sucking cock or putting on make-up and playing dress up and much more. I think you are all very sexy and I encourage you to embrace and explore your desires as far as you imagine.

You can always pop into this thread if you have a question for me or something but I'll admit there are too many of you these days! :) I'm getting a steady stream of PMs from sissies wanting my time and attention to help indulge their fantasies and I honestly don't have the time or energy to do so. I think you're all very sexy and I love that you're enjoying panties and more, but I can't invest a bunch of time to write, create, and direct your orgasms. To be fair, since you aren't in person, you can't reciprocate physically and give me orgasms. And to be honest, most of you are naturally consumed by your fantasy world and wanting to indulge it, not on what a play partner (like me) might want or need. I'm really not sure what you could offer to give back to me.

I've done it for a long time with dozens of sissies and it's just too much and doesn't reward me fairly. Anyway, too many words but please don't be offended if I don't respond to your sissy PMs.


I have many sissy fantasies - about a woman making me into a sissy, she makes me suck cock for her , get fucked while she watches or lick her cum filled pussy. Even tho you might not have time for sissies , thanks for making me feel accepted and not being afraid to share my fantasies or feel that my fantasies are sick or ashamed of my fantasies.
 
I have many sissy fantasies - about a woman making me into a sissy, she makes me suck cock for her , get fucked while she watches or lick her cum filled pussy. Even tho you might not have time for sissies , thanks for making me feel accepted and not being afraid to share my fantasies or feel that my fantasies are sick or ashamed of my fantasies.

You're welcome, BB. Wanting to be a sissy and have sex pleasures is nothing to be ashamed of. Why the world makes us ashamed of ourselves when desires hurt no one I'll never know*. Sissies are such an innocent desire, a worship almost of women and the desire to be like them, to feel pleasures like they do.


* Disclaimer, there are 'desires' that cannot be expressed or embraced for obvious reasons. Anything without clear consent and desire to participate, anything before the age of maturity, etc. But so many fetishes and kinks only have downsides if we make it so.
 
So before we went to the strip club I asked my hubby about times he'd gone in the past. He's told me that he asks the ladies to touch his shoulder or thigh enough to feel his bra or his garters and know he's wearing lingerie. They might talk about favorite lingerie styles or even the best places to shop. He always tips well and does a private dance if they are nice and supportive with him.


Our trip to the strip club was a lot of fun. It was nicer than I expected (after doing research as advised we picked a good one). I was treated very well. Hubby and I separated once we were inside. I ordered a few drinks as I watched the dancers and I chatted up the waitress, telling her I was a newbie. She said they get women visiting every once in awhile, usually as a couple. I told her I was essentially there on my own but acknowledged my hubby on the other side of the club.

I sat by the stage with my second drink and really enjoyed watching these beautiful women dance in pretty lingerie. Some were better dancers than others or wore sexier lingerie, or had better figures but they were all pretty and nice to me.

I put money in the first dancer's panties and my fingers were trembling so much that she touched my hand and told me to relax, it was all okay. Her name was Crystal (or at least her stage name was) and after her dance she put her panties and bra back on and came over to sit with me. I sort of couldn't hold back and blabbed my life story while buying her a drink. I loved that she sat so close and ran her fingers on my thigh and my arm. I also loved that she was wearing satiny lingerie (my fave).

I asked her for a table dance and was soon very hot and bothered. I asked her for a VIP room experience and she led me back to the shadowy domains of those little rooms with the curtains. She asked what I liked and I asked her to keep her pretty lingerie on as she danced. She did, very sensual dancing, very close, grinding on my lap and moving her breasts against my face.

"I want to..." I whispered, moving my hand down to get under my skirt.

"I won't tell if you won't," she replied quietly and kept dancing. She turned away from me squatted to grind on my lap, her ass moving my hand against my pussy like she was masturbating me and I came, hard.

It took a little to collect myself. She warned me that not all the dancers would be cool with that but I was always welcome back to see her for another *special experience*.

I went back and had another drink as I watched the dancers, smiling at Crystal when she was on and putting more money in her panties. After her dance, she paused by my table to see if I wanted another VIP experience and I confessed that I really did but I'd reached my budget for the evening. She asked if I planned to come back and I assured her that I would, with or without hubby. She gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and squeeze to my shoulder.

Hubby emerged from the VIP area soon after and we left the club. I could see he had a large wet spot on the front of his pants where he'd cum during the VIP experience. She'd had him unbutton his shirt to show off his pretty bra and then dancing for him. Her lap grinding and talking to him about loving how pretty he was in the pink satin lingerie was more than enough to make him cum. I might have to cage him next time. :)

What a wonderful experience, Ms! Would love to be giving you a dance, myself. ;) :devil:
 
My Mistress, Part 1

I enter the bedroom, nervous and indecisive. The instructions were explicit so I try to focus. I take off my dress and lay it carefully on the chair. I see myself in the mirror and smile. I really look good in the lingerie I selected. The red satin ensemble is my favorite. As per instructions, I leave my heels on.

Looking at the bed, the hand cuffs are hanging from each corner, each wrapped in soft velvet. Quite a metaphor for what I can expect, a soft, sweet touch but an inflexible force I will submit to. The side table holds a glass of wine, a red rubber ball gag, and a silver collar. Each has a small padlock on it. Each step is a commitment to you. We've talked online a few times and I want this so bad that I hardly hesitate. I put the collar around my neck, buckle it just lightly tight, and click the lock shut. I put the ball gag in my mouth and repeat the procedure. As I move my head I hear tiny tings from the locks which I find sweet and thrilling at the same time.

Getting on the bed, I start with my ankles, locking each ankle careful to not snag my stockings. My legs are spread but have a good degree of movement when the cuffs are locked enabled by long chains to the bed corners. My breathing is faster now, whistling through my nose and my mouth is watering. My heart is racing and I'm realizing how trapped I am. I have no keys for these locks and while I could find someone to help with the ball gag and collar (with suitable embarrassment), these cuffs are keeping me here no matter what.

I calm myself and put my left wrist in its cuff. The click of the cuff shutting is shockingly loud and my heart jumps again. I know I'm getting wet but I'm almost having a panic attack. The two seemed intertwined, each enhancing the other. I have to work to get the last cuff shut but I accomplish it.

Quiet... my breathing calms and that surprises me. I've given up all control now and the release is... remarkable. I look around the room, laying on the bed but feeling... weightless? I'm in her hands now and I have no choice but to wait. Freed from choice, I feel calm with a simmering excitement and arousal always there.

I'm not sure how much time passes when I hear the lock on the door start to move...
 
^This sounds so amazing dear Annie. I can't wait to read what happens in the next parts ;) you're a natural writer! :rose:
 
PART 2

She enters and I can't take my eyes off of her. She's taller than I am with long black hair, firm full breasts, and eyes that mesmerize me. She's young, about half my age, but so much more powerful than I am.

I squirm on the bed a little in anticipation, clinking the chains to my cuffs, showing her I obeyed all the rules. She smiles at me, enters the room and closes the door, throwing the latch.

In her hands is a smallish soft-sided duffel bag. She puts it down and unbelts her coat to take it off. I moan through my ball gag when I see her revealed in a black satin bustier with garters to thigh highs, matching panties and what I was aching for... a black latex harness around her waist, under the garters.

"You're just a fuck toy, aren't you, Annie?" she muses. I nod my head, my answer to garbled to understand through the ball gag. "You just ache to be used. You'd do anything to have me strap on a big, thick cock and dominate you with it. You came here and chained yourself up just to be my fuck toy."

Her words are precise and my juices are flowing. My nipples are making tents in the front of my satin bra. She puts a hand in the duffel and pulls out a monster cock, one that makes me intake my breath sharply through my nostrils. I've never even seen one that big. I shudder as she expertly attaches it to the harness and then lets it jut out from her as real as if it was hers...
 
So sweet!

What a wonderful experience, Ms! Would love to be giving you a dance, myself. ;) :devil:

The niteclub experience! I took my T girlfriend (who now has had the gender transformation surgery) to a club, and we had fun flirting with a cute dancer, who did a lap dance for the both of us. A nice tip, of course, and that sweetie ground her bare pussy on my arm!!!

My T girl had a pussy put in, but not a vagina. They are LOTS of work over the years. $25K in Montreal.
 
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