If you’ve read previous instalments, you’d have seen that I met David at a toilet block and then followed up by messaging him to arrange a further meet. This is the story from the third time I met him. A few days after our session in the car park of a picnic area, well-known to the dogging community, David messaged me saying, ‘Well, Joanna, you performed well as my slut, so I’d like to see you again and teach you more. Ar...
This is the 3rd part to my story of Gary and Amanda’s adventure, like the previous 2, I want to keep this as a sperate read but connect to each other. So if this is first time reading my story, then enjoy, you might want to read the other first, but hopefully if you just read this story alone, it should make perfect sense the more you read on. As the previous stories, some of this is real, some fiction/fantasy that we as...
The following story is just that, a story, no more than fantasy with a little truth mixed in, which? Well, that’s for you to decide. Enjoy! Chastity has always played a part in Amanda’s and Gary’s love life, it was introduced very quickly into their relationship, when Gary had nervously told Amanda about it and how he had experimented with it in the past on a solo mission. The solo mission was a simple plan that worked we...
When I wrote about my first toilet block experience, I mentioned one of the guys that I met was called Mark. He was a respectful lover and had offered me his phone number before he left. I messaged him a few days later and immediately regretted it, thinking that I was just someone to ‘chalk off’ from a toilet encounter and that remorse would prevent him from wanting to be the same CD again. After a while, though, I did re...
I used to think it was really difficult to stumble on some fun when you're seeking action. I've read the stories about fun in toilets, but felt I must have only visited straight guy loos, as there was never any action. I was ready to give up on it when I decided one day to try something different and went out dressed with black holdups and a blue satin thong underneath my male clothes. I brought a backpack containing knee...
After indulging my fantasies of nylons, lingerie and heels on my own for some time, I decided to be brave and see if I could be ‘used’ whilst dressed in my girly clothes. I’m not a convincing CD, so I wasn’t going to hit the streets looking for attention, so I decided to see what happened on one of my business trips, which seems to be a standard approach for discreet crossdressers. As I travel for work, I will often bring...
This is not a raunchy story. I just wanted to share my journey to crossdressing and, once shared, it may encourage me to share some other stories relating to my obsession with nylons. I’ve always been into nylons and high heeled shoes or knee high boots since I was a child. Never having a sister meant I only got access to tights and stockings once I started dating girls in my teens. I’d always loved the look of nylons on...
