Cock Dreams Come True

Full disclosure; I consider myself heterosexual! I always loved looking at naked women and dating them. 

  Yet.....I have a fetish for wearing nylons and pantyhose.. It all started when I was a student. My   teacher, Mrs. Gates, drove me crazy with her long legs encased in pantyhose.. She liked to sit on a desk right in front of me crossing and uncrossing her legs. Maybe she thought I was too young to take notice, but the sight of those silky legs drove me wild!!One day I found my sisters pantyhose and decided to put them on to see how they felt. I looked at myself in the mirror and noticed how sexy I looked. I discovered a whole new level of narcissistic desire! 

 It was a magical the way the fabric felt against my skin; especially how they felt against my cock. I would masturbate for hours.. Like any addiction, I wanted more!I put on my sisters black lace thong and matching bra! Then I slipped on her black pantyhose. It was like a whole new sensation! I became hot and dizzy with desire. My cock became rock hard and I could cum over and over. The scent of my cum and sweat just added more fuel to my newfound desire. Where was this leading me I wondered.. 

Do I want to be a woman? Gay? I had no idea. As I got older, I tried to suppress my urges ,but I still found myself wanting to take things further and kinkier. Little by little I started buying makeup and clothes and high heels. The game changer was when I bought my first dildo. It looked so big and intimidating at first. But I knew and yearned deep down that I needed to feel a cock inside of me to take my desires to the next level. I felt so dirty and ashamed which paradoxically only made my secret desires even more intense! I started to wear pantyhose and a thong under my business suit. 

During the work day, I would go to the restroom and find a quiet stall to film myself stripping off my suit and then sucking and fucking my new sex toy until I was satisfied. The feeling of that thick hard "cock" gave me so much sinful pleasure! At home, I took my dressing up more and more seriously. I kept my body shaved and well moisturised. I learned how to wear makeup and even worked on my voice and gestures. My goal was not to try to turn myself into a woman per se but I wanted to create a sexy and feminine alter ego that satisfied all of my deepest and dirtiest desires! The next step was to find a man who would who would fuck me and who would take my desires to a whole new level!

Making loving to my girlfriend used to be so fun and satisfying. But something was missing! I sometimes thought about sharing my secret passion with her, but I knew it would drive her away. I also needed her to confirm to myself that I was a straight guy who happened to enjoy dressing up.I thought I could keep things compartmentalized. I didn't want to admit my ever-growing desire to be ravished by a man. It just seemed like a red line that was too dangerous to cross. Recently I started posting my pics online and surprisingly got some positive feedback. That encouraged me to step up my dressing and makeup skills. What many people don't understand about crossdressing is the mental switch that is turned on in our brain; as soon as I start dressing I become a woman. I am no longer that 9 to 5 guy who has a girlfriend. The feel of pantyhose on my smooth skin, the lacy thong against my ass, the taste of red lipstick on my lips...all these sensations pull me into this  feminine realm. My urges and desires follow..I want to be appreciated and seen as a sexy, sensual female by men. Once I am dressed and fully transformed into my alter-ego sex kitten,I shed my masculine shell and no longer have any control over my passions. I become submissive and ready to please my lover. My desire for women seems to evaporate.Being labeled straight or gay loses all meaning to me. This new and strange hunger for a man's hard cock takes over; I need so desperately to  suck and lick his cock. The feel of his cock pounding me from behind is pure heaven!