The true story of the closet transvestite Since I can remember I always liked to see girls with their little skirts and

The true story of the closet transvestite Since I can remember I always liked to see girls with their little skirts and even though I was a boy I imagined wearing one, that's how my taste for skirts was born, then for dresses, when I reached adolescence for sneakers, then for having hairless legs, then I started taking care of my feet because it seemed so sexy and feminine to me, always observing women, then putting chains on my ankles, that's how I started cross-dressing secretly, that was all about seeing myself as a woman and that desire to wear short dresses, short skirts, miniskirts, sneakers, sit and spread my legs and look in the mirror at how I saw myself, this pleasure began to guide me to mainly take care of my body without bordering on being effeminate, I practiced sports and that allowed me to be thin but with shape in certain areas of my body that I tried to develop with exercise, such as the butt, reduce the waist and develop the legs, and well I achieved good results, I had a standing butt, a flat stomach and no legs. typical thin men's. Over time, I continued to visit secretly and with all the time in the world because my parents work all day, this allowed me to gain some experience in my feminine grooming and do my own thing. Of course I had girlfriends and I liked sex with them, and little by little within those relationships I began to dream of having relations with them dressed as a girl and on some occasion it occurred to me to be with a man to know what it feels like, but it was a thought that I quickly discarded. As time went by, my transvestism gained a lot of strength and even more so when I bought my apartment and although I didn't live in it I already had a space to be as I liked, this desire grew and I began to feel like going out dressed. One day this happened, it was Saturday, I went to my apartment at noon, I arrived and bathed thoroughly, I had waxed my entire body days before, the little hair that came out of my face I also waxed, so my skin looked soft, clean. I had let my fingernails grow as long as I could and hid them at work. I proceeded to get dressed, I felt sexy, feminine, I put on black lace underwear, then I put on some prostheses for female breasts, which I enhanced with a little trick of pulling my breasts with tape to bring them together, it seemed that I did have breasts, then I put on a corset to make my waist smaller, and thanks to the sport that I developed I had a slim body and a flat abdomen, I put on a short black dress that was somewhat fitted with straps and loose on the hips, the effect was really visible. As if I had hips, I looked like a girl's body, then I proceeded to put on blue glasses, and then a prosthesis to lift and shape my nose and make it thinner and more upturned. Fortunately, I have fine features, but at the end of the day I am a man, but with these tricks I transformed my face, my eyebrows, although they were not thin like those of a woman, I plucked them and left them feminine in a certain way, and with makeup my transformation was complete. I proceeded to put on makeup with the experience and study and tests of many years, when I finished I started to put on my black straight hair wig and below my shoulders (I like women like that) I have white skin and it was contrasting, then I put on some earrings held by small hoops held by my lobes under pressure, since I don't have pierced ears. Then I was wondering what type of sneakers to wear and whether I would wear stockings, I love transparent ones, I decided to wear some stiletto sandals with thin, feminine straps, really very sexy leaving my entire foot bare, as I mentioned before I like feminine feet and I take care of mine a lot and I also have a small size 5 shoe, it was perfect, they looked super feminine with their nails painted silver and with a ring in the shape of a silver flower on the middle finger on my left foot and a bracelet on the same ankle. When I finished, I bathed in perfume and looked in the mirror, I had really managed to change my image with all those tricks, thin and soft arms, a firm chest, a standing back, and a waist that helped it appear that I had more hips than I really had. I have always read that they look super feminine, if I can believe it, but with many tricks and years of experience, in addition to practicing a lot to walk with sneakers, sitting and feminine movements without falling into the exaggerated and/or grotesque, for that occasion I took my camera to record myself and now I could see myself and check how I looked, I really liked what I saw, I saw myself as a girl, somewhat tall but as a woman, I just never practiced speaking as such. It had already gotten dark and I started surfing the Internet to chat like a girl and drink some tequilas by myself, when I felt I was already dizzy and excited by the Internet, that's when it occurred to me to go for a ride in the car dressed, I put on a jacket and the hat and went out very quickly to the car that was not far from the Apartment and since it was night no one saw me, plus no one knows me, I got in and turned it on, I left the unit, I felt super nervous, my adventure began. I didn't know where to go and suddenly it occurred to me to go to Tlalpan where there are transvestites, for this I stopped on a single street and got out to take off my cap and jacket, that was when I felt that sensation of the cold wind sneak between my legs and go up my skirt, that moment excited me and gave me the courage to continue. I drove still nervous and at every traffic light I got nervous because I felt like everyone was seeing me and I didn't even turn around, so I went until I got to Tlalpan, I walked around several times seeing the transvestites and I wanted to be like them, at one of those I stopped and got the courage to go buy some cigarettes at a store, I got out and walked and asked for them, unfortunately the fake tone of my voice gave me away, but I dared to let them see me for the first time, I went to the car I stopped and lit a cigarette, I wanted to continue feeling that feeling of being dressed in the street, and smoking a cigarette, in the distance people were passing by and maybe they could see me because the dress was short and with high sandals, I looked very provocative or maybe very prostitute, when a silver gray car passed by and I turned to see a man immediately looking at my legs. As a transvestite I have the advantage of knowing that men like women to dress provocatively, tight-fitting, short clothes with high sneakers and a standing butt and as a transvestite I can do it, which I think provokes a lot of looks. It made me nervous, I thought he was going to make fun of me and I got in and went a few meters ahead, the car was there and he saw me pass by, he tried to look at me and he followed me, it was when I entered Tlalpan and I was going on the right at a slow speed and the car was following me, all this had really excited me, but I never thought I would have sex with a man, but the excitement made me stop and get off in Tlalpan and I went to the back as feminine as possible so that he could see me well, I opened the trunk as if looking for something slightly inclined, it excited me to do that, to have him see my ass and that he knew he would hike up my skirt, revealing my long and sexy legs complemented with very feminine strappy sandals and feeling that my little thong was visible, this really turned me on. Then I returned to the car and started, when he did the same he passed me and stopped in front, I did it too and he got out, he walked towards me, the classic "hello", I answered and asked if I worked in that, I told him that I didn't just do it for pleasure and he said perfect and I told him what I was looking for, he told me a little butt and he put his hand in and touched my butt and said like yours, standing still, this is how I started to see how men behave, I told him that I had never been with a man and he told me that he wanted to fuck me just like that, I, out of excitement and the tequilas, said yes, he said follow me, so we went to a hotel in Tlalpan. Once we were settled, I went into the bathroom to get ready. When I came out, he was completely naked and with his penis standing up. That's when I felt afraid and wanted to run away, but I thought that maybe he would get angry and hit me. I thought a thousand stupid things, and even more so that it looked like he was exercising, how bad it was that he was short and I was wearing heels, if it was anything, the difference was already there. I sat on the bed and began to grab it with my hands, that contact was electrifying and it turned me on very much, I felt a little pain in my butt because I wanted him to put it in me now, but I should behave like a woman who gives pleasure to a man and sucks him, the first thing I didn't like was its smell, the classic smell of a badly washed penis, another thing that I never imagined was that it was very hard, I mistakenly thought that it would be soft in contact with my mouth, but it was hard and hot and with that smell penetrating, something big, but not being used to sucking, I choked and sometimes it made me sick, it wasn't like in the movies where they suck him deliciously and provoke someone to crave it, but I was already there, he was as if possessed, he didn't listen to anything, he just told me to suck his balls now, with my hand I kept pulling him and with my mouth I sucked his balls, I felt his hair enter my mouth, and it tickled and disgusted me, I didn't feel like it anymore. I like that. Then he threw me on the bed and stood on top of me, kissing my neck, he wanted to kiss my mouth but at this point I no longer wanted anything, he groped me, grabbed my buttocks hard and told me that I was delicious, that's when he told me to turn around, he took off my thong and put his penis on my buttocks rubbing it, by this point I was no longer excited, I didn't want to do it anymore and I didn't like the way he looked at all. It was when he put on the condom and asked me if he had lubricant, I told him no, he asked me how we did it, I stupidly told him to put shampoo in the bathroom, so he did, he put it on my penis and in my anus, another mistake, he was already desperate to put it in me, and he was trying to do it and he did it was when I felt like it would have hurt me, as other people write in their stories, did it hurt? Of course it hurt and a lot, I wanted to get rid of it and I told him that it hurt, he didn't say but nothing and he grabbed my hips and pulled me, it was like I felt that he penetrated me all over, I felt a pain inside, a sting in the bottom and a desire to go to the bathroom, in addition to feeling that I was burning inside from the burning of the shampoo that I use as a lubricant, it's really not like I had read, it was painful and he began to move quickly, he thought that he was giving me pleasure with every movement, but the reality was that my moans were due to pain and the pressure that exercised on my belly and my chest. Quería sentirme mujer y la verdad que lo hice, sentir como ellas son usadas muchísimas veces por los hombres sin considerar su placer, me tenía en cuatro como a una perra, me agarraba fuerte por la cadera y pegaba su cadera a mis nalguitas fuertemente, sentía como entraba fuertemente y sus vellos en toda mi colita rosaban, sus manos fuertes agarrando mis nalgas, mis piernas y mis pies, los olía, besaba y lamía mi espalda, me sentía usada, ya no tenía placer, era Seeing myself in the mirrors as a woman and used by a man and feeling that pain between my legs. It hurt a lot and that sting was the worst, I told him to finish whenever he wanted, I didn't tell him twice, he moved quickly and complained, I'm telling him that this didn't last more than 5 minutes but for me it was hours, he finished and left, I saw the condom full of semen and the pain I felt was great, he went to the bathroom and I adjusted my clothes. He came back and watched a porn movie on TV, he kept touching himself and told me to suck him, I did it out of fear and it grew again, so as not to suffer again, I began to masturbate him until he finished, he ended up in my hands, he got up and started to get dressed and told me to leave, I told him I would stay longer, he asked me for my phone number and my name, I gave them to him, because all I wanted was for him to leave. I was left alone feeling my butt very sore, bleeding a little, feeling used, dirty, I only felt fulfilled in one sense. I had excited a man and he treated me like a woman, but he hurt me a lot, concluding that what they tell in the stories are most of the time fantasies, reality like mine is different. I hope to find a man who truly makes me feel pleasure one day.