The Making of Erica - Sperm Loving Crossdresser

Confessions of a Crossdresser

I am a crossdresser. It is an addiction. I’ve tried, but I really can’t stop myself: fantasies, endless looking at pornography, shopping, dressing, masturbation, and inevitably, seeking men to please. I have only sucked cocks, but over a hundred at my last count. I want to open my legs and allow another man to “do” me. I think I’m a little scared to serve a man has his bottom, but I just know that I will give it a try someday soon. I have been unable to control myself wanting to be a woman. I’m married, with kids and I have even been through years of therapy, first for the pornography, and then for the crossdressing.

I am a crossdresser. I enjoy dressing as a woman, including make-up and a wig. I find this “fantasy” personality dangerously exciting. I like to call myself “Erica”, or sometimes, “Susan”. I think my wife suspects, but we have never talked about it directly. It takes work to serve men!

Here is my story.

Wet Dreams to Driver’s License
I had no clue what was going on when I awoke after my first wet dream. My pajamas were a mess, but I felt good somehow. I wondered if I had wet myself. I just didn’t understand. Finally, at a Scout campout, I overhead some boys talking about having “pop parties” and “jerking off”. I realized that they were talking about becoming a man and how one’s penis grew into a sex object. A “pop party” was where a small group of boys would all jerk off and race to see who could climax first!

I was too scared to ask any questions. I had 7th grade health class where they talked about “intercourse” and how boys were different from girls. I heard about “getting pregnant” and about “VD”. I noticed girls developing and starting to wear bras under their blouses. Then I discovered the pleasure of having an orgasm.

I can remember learning about how to pleasure myself while looking at the women’s underwear photos in the Sears catalog (yes, this was many years ago).