I ran across an advertisement back in March. It read..... SWF, ISO, FemWM. This really caught my eye and so I responded. After e-mailing several times we decided to meet.
Her name is Janet. She's my age and a professional business woman. Her deceased husband was a sissy who dressed a lot. She's tired of living alone and has found typical males do not suite her. She say's they all want to be the boss of the relationship. She's likes being the dominate one.
I admitted to her that I am a T-girl and live as much of my life as possible as a woman. That I passed well in my youth but now.... well, age tells :-)
When we met it was at a local restaurant and I was in drab. (dressed as a male) We hit it off and became friends fast. We dated several times when she finally made her move on me. To my pleasure and joy she is a wonderful lover who likes taking the top position.
The second time we made love she took total control again and while she was sitting on me riding my dick she started saying things like.... "Does it feel good, Baby?" "Do you like the way I fuck you?" "Does my dick feel good up in side your pussy?" "Who's girl are you?"
I loved it. She was pinching my nipples and she said, "You like being a woman don't you?" "You like getting fucked like one don't you?"
Of course I was answering everything she asked with a "Yes."
Then she asked, "Are you going to be my woman?"
"Yes"
"All the time?"
"Yes..... any time you want."
"No.... I said ALL the time."
"Yes, fuck me. Fuck me hard."
We both climaxed and afterwards laid there catching our breath. Her laying on top of me. She moved her legs together and mine were spread wide but holding her tight. I laid there with my eyes closed and dreamed of being a woman with her man laying on top of her.
She then said she was going to hold me to every thing I said. That from now on I would take the female roll in our relationship. I laughed and said I thought we had already established that.
She would call me every day and each night we wasn't together she would call before going to bed and we would talk long and sexy. The next week end I invited her to my place for dinner. I had decided to see just how far I could go with her accepting me as the woman. She knew I dressed but hadn't seen me. She didn't mind that I keep my legs and underarms shaved. (I naturally don't have hair on my chest... Thank God)
But I didn't want to push things to far for fear of loosing her. However I did wear panties, bra and thigh high stockings under my male close. Dinner went well and later she started coming on to me. That's when she felt the bra.
"Well, surprise, let me see what else I find." and she started undressing me. Once I was out of my pants and shirt I led her to the bedroom where I undressed her. I sat her on the bed and got down on my knees and started kissing all around he thighs and her pussy.
"Oh yea, baby, suck it." "Give me a blow job."
As I sucked at her clit she said, "That feels good. Suck my dick honey." "You like sucking it don't you?"
I didn't stop to answer. When she climaxed she shouted, "I'm cuming. I'm shooting my load." Suck it dry, baby."
Then she said she was going to eat my pussy. To my surprise and what drove me crazy, she never touched my cock. Instead she sucked and licked my balls. I was going nuts wanting her to suck my dick but she didn't. She finally got on top of me as before and screwed me wild.
Afterwards while she was again laying on top on me I asked if she minded me wearing the lingerie? She said not at all that the more feminine I dressed the better she would like it. I thought that would be the end of the night but when I asked her to spend the night she said OK.
I put on a night gown to sleep in. I asked if she wanted to sleep in one but she said no. Before going to sleep she started playing with me and as soon as I got hard she fucked me again. A lot slower this time but just as wonderful. I slept snuggled up to her and she held my cock as we fell asleep.
Again the next morning she screwed me as soon as she woke up. After wards I went to shower and then she went to shower. That's when I thought.... OK, the more the better. So I went full out. When she came out of the shower she found me dressed in a skirt and sweater, pantyhose, heels and wig. I was putting on my make up when she walked in.
I stopped and looked at her. Giving it time to sink in. "Is this OK?"
She walked up to me and kissed me and said I looked lovely. A lot better than her husband had every looked dressed. She said she wanted to see me dressed more often. We spent the morning with me fixing her breakfast. Afterwards I put on nail polish as we talked about our relationship, my dressing and how she really liked being the dominate one. I was more than willing to summit to her in every way.
She told me that she had found how men would summit in bed but not in every other way. I assured her that I enjoyed the female roll and would be "her girl" in every way. In bed and out. That it was a dream come true for me.
So far she has taken me out to a movie and dinner once.... where I received a bad remark. So we have found a gay club where there are other T-girls and I'm accepted dressed.
I've talked her into not shaving her body. I love feeling the hair on her legs against my slick ones. I bought her men's underwear. She never wears dresses or skirts and very little make up at all. Most of the time she wears none. Only for work does she wear a bra or woman's slacks.
She's dressing more and more male and I'm dressing more and more female.
She keeps teasing me that she 's going to get a strap on and really screw me.
I don't know what the future holds for us but I've got my fingers crossed. She's my man and I'm her woman. I've fallen in love again.
Hugs, Robin Molly