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Disgusting

these pics are disgusting...if you wanna dress up you need to shave...otherwise it is very disgusting
 
mywifessissy said:
these pics are disgusting...if you wanna dress up you need to shave...otherwise it is very disgusting
Then you really don't get it. You should never judge what others find to be extremely erotic. I find these photos to be ever so delicious. Some crossdressers shave. Others don't. Some women shave. Others don't.

Thank you for your time and consideration in this matter. :rolleyes:
 
Martini in Silk said:
Those shoes are to die for!!!<um, yes... I can admit to having a shoe "thing"!>
I went shopping yesterday and found the most wonderful brown suede pumps on sale for $5!!! I wore them all day long. :)
 
mywifessissy said:
these pics are disgusting...if you wanna dress up you need to shave...otherwise it is very disgusting

Gee, thanks for the insight. What an honor to be your first post.

In the immortal words of the late great Richard Pryor, why don't you "have a coke and a smile and shut the fuck up." :kiss:
 
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BarrysSlut said:
Then you really don't get it. You should never judge what others find to be extremely erotic. I find these photos to be ever so delicious. Some crossdressers shave. Others don't. Some women shave. Others don't.

Thank you for your time and consideration in this matter. :rolleyes:

Thank you BarrysSlut.
 
Martini in Silk said:
Those shoes are to die for!!!<um, yes... I can admit to having a shoe "thing"!>

Thank MiS. I do too. Both for myself and for her. I've actually been on the recieving end of those very heels. They sure are sexy but they sure can hurt. :D
 
Thank You

You are a very sexy CD.. Thank you for sharing your pics... I think your legs and bottom are terrific... Have you ever dressed for a man?
 
paulman999 said:
You are a very sexy CD.. Thank you for sharing your pics... I think your legs and bottom are terrific... Have you ever dressed for a man?

Thank you so much for the compliments. And no, not yet, but one enver knows... ;)
 
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venus_can said:
Very nice lead up to the pictures...
Perhaps next time you can wear the jean shorts and sweater with nails painted (red?) and go shopping...
:rose: :kiss: :rose:

Something I just remembered and can't believe I forgot to mention to the first time...

So I'm wandering around the store and for the life of me I couldn't find the razors. Needy some tidying up ya know. ;) So anyway, I know I'm right around where they should be but just not seeing them. There was an older female store employee in one of the aisles and it looked like she was doing something maybe with inventory. Anyway, I stepped up to her and said, "Excuse me ma'am..." And she nearly jumped out of her skin. She said she was concentrating really hard and didn't even know I was there and I startled her.

I apologized and she laughed a little nervously, then she says, "I must have a guilty concsious huh?"

I just looked at her, standing there with my basket of goodies and replied, "Don't we all?"

True story. Pretty funny looking back. :)
 
Irony_Sinclair said:
Something I just remembered and can't believe I forgot to mention to the first time...

So I'm wandering around the store and for the life of me I couldn't find the razors. Needy some tidying up ya know. ;) So anyway, I know I'm right around where they should be but just not seeing them. There was an older female store employee in one of the aisles and it looked like she was doing something maybe with inventory. Anyway, I stepped up to her and said, "Excuse me ma'am..." And she nearly jumped out of her skin. She said she was concentrating really hard and didn't even know I was there and I startled her.

I apologized and she laughed a little nervously, then she says, "I must have a guilty concsious huh?"

I just looked at her, standing there with my basket of goodies and replied, "Don't we all?"

True story. Pretty funny looking back. :)
:D
I would suggest that you would have a guiolty conscience if you chose to suppress your desires...
bravo girl
 
I've received a fair number of pm's with a lot of questions. Many of which seem to be shared by a lot of folks. So I thought for those interested, I might take a little time to try and answer some of the more common ones and share a bit about who I am.

#1. No, I'm not gay. I respect and appreciate and those who are, it's just that I am not. I am however bisexual. While I more often than not prefer and am attracted to women, there is no denying I have an occassional sexual penchant for a man.

#2. I'm not a sissy-boy or a cuckhold and this is not forced feminization. For those who find love and peace in those lifestyles, more power to you, it's just not for me or for her for that matter. I'll talk more about this a little further down.

#3. Yes I am married and yes my wife is the "Mistress" I refer to. She and she alone has been able to bring forth my deep hidden submission. More on that in a bit too. :)

#4. Yes I have been with men. But few and far between. As the cliche goes, it's hard to find a good man. :D I won't indulge cheaters in real life so that wipes out a good 50-60% of the men who show any interest in bisexual or D/s encounters. I won't play without my wife or her express permission. While this doesn't directly eliminate many men, it does create a situation that often does. That is, I'm extremely protective of my wife and also, sex with me does not necessarily mean sex with both of us. So between those two things, that wipes out another 20-30%. I'm not into one-night flings, gloryholes, or blow jobs in the bushes, so of the men still in the running, that wipes out another good 10%. So that means I've lost 80-90% of them. And of those remaining 10-20% I lose a lot because I will not be submissive to a man. That confuses some and I understand that and will talk more on it in a second. And then there are those with whom there just isn't the right chemistry. Sex, even depraved, decadent, taboo sex, is a very personal and intimate thing. Yes ladies, I am a man saying that...lol. But it is true. I've done the "sex with friends" thing and it wasn't worth it. Done the "other couple" thing and it just wasn't right. Done the "rush into it" thing and found all of our needs, desires, and expectations were different. And no matter how much you try, you just won't be able to make that work. So, my male sexual encounters are pretty limited. And that's okay. One great experience is worth a thousand poor ones.

#4. Probably the most asked questions I've received so far is how I told my wife about my bisexuality and/or my cross dressing. And to answer that, I need to share some more about me in general.

A little about me. First and to be completely honest, I've always had a sexually deviant side. I say deviant just because it's such a common term but it's more like a healthy sexual curiousity and willingness to explore. I started masturbating when I was so young I didn't even ejaculate. :eek: Later, I would have many homosexual encounters with some very good friends. From early in my life through adolescence. We were just horny kids who didn't care and just thought all of it felt really good. So why not do it? Of course we knew enough to not tell anyone. ;) But the truth is, by the time I graduated high school, if you added up all the stuff I did in my pre-teen and early teen years, I'd had far more male sexual encounters than female ones. Just the way it was. So I do have a background for who I am today I supposse.

My wife and I have been married for many years and while she was always fantastic sexually, she was not nearly as open or as adventurous as I am. That is to say, we had great sex for sure, it's just that her sexual history was more focused on the "normal" stuff. Sure she'd had some experiences and she was no prude, well, I'm sure you understand and get the idea.

I'm not sure how my bisexuality first crept into our discussions. In fact, at the time, I'd all but put it out of my head. I guess it really started to slip into our lives, at least in terms of her being suscpicious when we got our first computer and discovered the amazing world of interent porn! :D She'd see a pic and I might make an off hand comment or something or look a little too long or whatever. Nothing obvious but I think it sparked her to start wondering.

See, I'm a very manly man. An alpha-male in most all respects. An outdoorsman and the whole nine yards. Other than what I am sharing here with you all, I'd be the proverbial last guy you'd suspect of anything like this, let alone bisexuality.

But it seemed one thing just sort of led to another. Little hints, subtle questions, that kind of thing. I think she wanted to ask but didn't want to freak me out and offend me for fear she was wrong. I'm not sure when it truly started to come out but I do recall a conversation, both of us were drinking and she was teasing me and getting me horny (she knows she can get things out of me when I'm tipsy and desperate...lol) and she asked me if I ever thought about being with a man. Don't remember exactly how I responded but I do know that was the first time I shared a little about my youthful experiences. And I also remember we had great sex that night. :D

And little by little it just evolved and rose to the surface. I still considered myself bi-curious as I had no adult experiences and wasn't sure I wanted to or how I'd react. But, after a couple encounters and some real soul searching and a lot of talking, I dropped the "curious" part. There was no more denying that I was more than willing to have sex with the right man in the right situation. Now, that is still something deeply private to us and I would hate for any of my friends or family to ever know. I admire those who do and can live their lifestyles, but that isn't for me. I would neither want them to know, nor would I want to impose it on them. Just how I feel.

I always thought BDSM was completely bizarre and it totally turned me off. I had very little experience with it, save for what sliver of knowledge the internet and life's stereotypes provided me. I couldn't imagine why on Earth anyone would want to hurt a woman, especially a woman they professed to love. And I absolutely could not imagine me letting a woman have her way with me like that. Pain? Um, no thanks freak. :rolleyes: Then I came upon a newsgroup and met a gal who was into it. Keep in mind this was back in the 386 pc days when the internet was still very young. She kind of gave me a new perspective on it all. Talking about the subtlties of BDSM and the blurry lines and how much power play already existed in most "vanilla" relationships. I still didn't embrace it but for the first time I started seeing it a little differently.

Then as time went on and I let msyelf explore and learn more and started tearing down a lot of those stereotypes, I found myself more and more intrigued. But I knew no way in hell my wife would approve. So it stayed my secret curiousity. The idea of what power play was really all about started to really intrigue me and at first I tried, in small steps, to dominate my wife. Little things, maybe a touch of hair pulling or swat on her bottom. NO GO! She liked nothing about it and made it clear. Yes, I was flustered, angry, disappointed, and confused. So I read more and learned more. And I started being more honest with myself. The truth was, in so many ways, my wife was the dominant. Sure I was very much the protector and provider and the strong husband, but underneath all of that, there was the real, however subtle, domestic dominance she portrayed. The way she would just hold out her empty coffee cup as I passed by on my way to get my own refill. The way she would chastise me for messing up her house or not putting my tools away or whatever.

And I began to realize, in a very real but obscure way, I was very much submissive to her. But then aren't all husbands to some extent or another? :D:D:D

Okay I think I should break this up a little. So I'll start another post at this point.
 
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So, I suspect I've bored you all to death and most folks couldn't care less but I started it so I need to finish it...

BDSM. Wow. There's just no real way to explain it. Those involved understand. It surely isn't for everyone and I would never push it on anyone. I only hope to shed a little light on what it means to me/us and maybe in the process break down some stereotypes.

So, there I was in the fledgling, confusing, frustrating throws of my first nervous steps into D/s. I still couldn't imagine me being submissive but the thought kept creeping into my brain. What I feared most was I that I was just thinking that way to trick myself so I could experiment and try out some new kinky sex. I want to be clear here, kinky sex and kink in general is awesome, but it isn't BDSM. No, I can't put my finger on the difference, it's just something you feel. But even then, I knew I didn't want to "pretend" to be submissive to her just for some kink because I know my wife. If she tries something that personal and emotional, she's going to dig deep inside herself and that means very real emotions. I didn't want to play with those. If I tried it and didn't like it beyond the sex part, I feared that would turn her off to ever even contemplating it again.

So it stayed in the back of my mind and only hints of it ever surfaced. She still had no interest in it so i was my own thing at the time. Still unsure if it interested me or in what way. And then I met the marvelous woman on line. It was by chance and unrelated to D/s but it would change my life. She was a long time submissive and real great lady. The kind who could be brutally honest with herself and with others. No nonsense yet endlessly understanding and compassionate. She opened my eyes in ways I'd never known before. She made me see the beauty in D/s that until then I couldn't even fathom. Eventually she would become my mentor and would help both my wife and me in ways I can never repay. I miss her very much.

And so it slowly happened. We had tons of talks. Open, honest talks. Most importantly, talks when we weren't horny. The mouth can say a lot of things when the genitals are needy, and they aren't always the truth or within our real abilities. At first it freaked her out and she rejected it. Once she got past the stereotypes she became more accepting but she still rejected the idea of us partaking in it. No way she was going to be submissive and she couldn't come to grips with me being that way. I think what she feared most was that I would somehow lose my very real and obvious manly qualities. She needs that very much and I think it scared her that I would become girly or whatever. The only way past that was talking. Lots and lots of talking.

Yes there were bad talks and spats and frustration. And yes the same is true for some of our early experiences. And yes there were times when we both questioned if it was right or not. So we talked more.

The truth is, it is extremely difficult for me to submit. I need to and I want to, but only someone whom I trust with my life and love with all my heart could bring it out. Still today I have a tendancy to fight the bit as they say and there are times she has to "work" me into my submission. That is something I need to work on now as we're progressing.

I also want to make it clear, that while D/s is very important part of our lives now, we don't engage in it all the time. Hell, very few of us have lives that will allow such things...lol. Nor has it consumed our love life. There are still those times when she needs me to be her man and make love to her or just flat out fuck her or we have quickies or whatever. D/s is always there somewhere but it doesn't mean we have to do it all the time.

So, that's how we got started on the bisexuality and D/s stuf, now about me and cross dressing. Woosh. Kind of a tough one. Some may think that D/s naturally leads to such things and in a way it sort of does. But, it is, or at least can be, a completely different thing. Many men do it for different reasons. Many have no bi or homosexual or submissive thoughts what so ever. And many have any combination of them. And being a male sub certainly doesn't automatically imply cross dressing any more than being a FemDom means you want your boy doing it. It can, but there is no blank check on such things.

Panties have always thrilled me. Even the word panties is exciting to me. But I never gave any thought to wearing them. I just loved women wearing them. As a youngster I used to love to touch and feel them and yes, even sniff them. Something about them...Not sure I can explain other than they are sexy and the thought of them being so close to what I so desired made me crazy.

Then one day, well into our D/s exploration, my wife decided I should wear a pair of panties on an outing with family and friends. I think she wanted to see if I'd do it and to think she could make me. I did and what she nor I realized was what it would spark in me. I absolutely loved it! She had me do it for more outings and at work but it didn't really turn her on, she just wanted to exert her dominance and bring about my oh so treasured sense of humiliation.

One day I was feeling very naughty and home alone and put on her hose and heels and took pics. She was not impressed. For whatever reason, making me wear panties was one thing, that was another. But damn if it didn't turn me on.

As always now, I share these thoughts and feelings with her and that was no different. And yes, her rebuke bummed me out some but I didn't want to stop. For the past couple years I've only dabbled in it. Hose mostly, but sometimes grabbing a pair of her panties.

But just recently I decided to take a plunge. Wow. I can't tell you what dressing up makes me feel. On the surface, it isn't a whole lot, it's when I relax and really let myself go that it starts to dig into my emotions. And that's where i need to feel it. She is still unsure how she feels about the whole thing but is allowing me to indulge while she talks to me and watches and contemplates.

No, it isn't something I want to do every day or all the time. It's just a facet of who I am. Something that comes out in me and I am beginning to accept and treasure. It's just a small part of the overall me. I'm still the guy who can fell a tree in the woods and punch holes in the ten ring all day with my 30/30 and who protects and cares for his family but there is this part who wants to come out as well.

And for now I'm exploring that part. Hence the birth of Irony Sinclair. On here and when I'm dressed, I'm free to play in a way I would never otherwise do.

I hope some of that make sense. At least for those who may have taken the time to read it. And I'd be happy to answer any and all questions as best I can.

What I really hope to convey is that we really are just your "ordinary, average, hard-working, family-raising" folks. We've just forked off onto a slightly different path.

Sleeping yet? :eek:
 
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Magnificent body. You'll never look better, so save the pictures to look at later.
 
cjstev448090 said:
Magnificent body. You'll never look better, so save the pictures to look at later.
I have been absent from this board for many months. I know exactly what this means.

Yes, you look fabulous. Age, time, changes all of us, so enjoy what you have today.
 
Really HOT looking

Your legs look really hot and from that glimse of you hinie---whew--you could be a lot of fun I bet. Please show us more !!!!!
 
What an interesting boy you are turning out to be. It is a sad when you look better in my shoes than I do. ;)
 
williewilldu4u said:
Your legs look really hot and from that glimse of you hinie---whew--you could be a lot of fun I bet. Please show us more !!!!!

Well I guess since I bored everyone to death with my drivel and you asked so nice, I owe some pics. So hiney it is. ;)
 
Love to be pushing this sharp heel into a nice smooth pair of balls and listening to him squirm. Mmmmm....
 
Very interesting

Very interesting irony... I dont think any of us were bored...
Hope you continue to post and explore your sexuality and your dreams...
 
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