Secretly living in my wife's closet: the musings of a closet transvestite. Adult content.
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They say that people with homosexual tendencies who hide their true sexual preference are "in the closet." For me, the expression has more subtle nuances. Yes, I hide a terrible sexual secret, but not entirely in the traditional sense of the phrase. I am a man whose "closet" contains the skankiest of women's clothing. Wearing women's clothes -- especially underwear and swimwear -- fulfills my deepest and strongest sexual appetites. I have a powerful urge to become a fantastically sexy and promiscuous girl. However, nobody knows about it. I am happily married. I instinctively ogle beautiful women. I'm not attracted to men. But when I get into one of my moods, I want to slip into something sexy, and fantasize about sucking and fucking cock as I become utterly feminine. I prefer to lead a very normal life, with occasional secret forays into wild transsexual fantasies. I prefer to keep my cross-gendered closet in the closet.
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This is Becoming a Habit
I'm on another business trip, and as is becoming usual, I bought myself some nail polish and makeup. I bought a cheap makeup box on Ama...
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I'm taking a new stab at this. Previous attempts were far too explicit and potentially non-anonymous. What can I say? I was in the gr...
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I'll bet you thought I could never bring myself to do it. Didn't you. You doubted my desire to effeminate myself, didn't you. ...
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It's certainly much too small and tight, but the sensation is excruciatingly sexy. I have it stretched as much as it can, and it's c...