One Saturday morning I wake up and decide to go shopping for some really sexy and feminine girls clothes. I'm what I guess you could call, a "closet cross dresser." Although I have always been too shy to try and pass as a girl in public, I have been dressing up as one in secret ever since my sister first dressed me up as a "joke," when I was a boy. I realize that not all cross dressers are bi, or homosexual, but in my case, somehow I associate the incredibly sexy and feminine feelings that always come over me when I'm dressed as a girl, with the desire to be with a hunky guy, and to please him by playing the role of a sexy girl. Strangely, it is usually only when I'm dressed up that I have these cravings for men, and I don't think any of my friends, or my girlfriend, would guess that I have this secret other life.
On this particular morning, after first taking a shower and drying and combing my long blond hair, I lubricate and then slip a large butt plug up my ass. It's always a little painful at first for me, probably because I've never fulfilled my dream of being fucked by a man, but I absolutely love the sensation of walking around with my ass stretched by this huge plug, imagining that it's really a big cock. I then slip on a pair of sexy tight pink silk bikini panties. I smooth them over my tight hard buns and the base of the butt plug and my throbbing cock (which always gets hard when I slip on a pair of sexy panties). I then choose a lovely pink satin garter belt with white lace trim and a matching bra. After slipping them on, I roll a pair of sheer white back seamed stockings over my long and muscular legs and attach them to the garters. I admire myself in the mirror, and I feel so turned on and sexy that I almost give in to the temptation to go all the way, apply makeup, and insert my "boobs" and slip into a sexy leather minidress and boots. But today I want to go out shopping, so I content myself with slipping these things into a bag, just in case I decide to dress up fully afterwards.
