Caught out!

So, a few weeks ago or so now I kind of got found out! My wife found this Blog and wanted to know what it was all about; she wasn't mad, just disappointed that I had been keeping secrets from her! I explained that all this is just a fantasy, that our relationship wasn't in any danger and that I wasn't about to do anything stupid, it was just that this was something that had been with me for a very long time and was just a part of me that I was not hiding per se, just keeping private! She was surprisingly understanding but for almost a whole week, I thought about abandoning this Blog and just packing it all in. After some thought and in hindsight, I have decided that this is not such a good idea. After all this is a part of my personality, albeit a slightly shameful one, that I have tried unsuccessfully before to suppress...as I am sure we all have at some stage! No...this Blog, for me, is a place to live out my fantasies and share them with you girls; a place for Sophie, my feminine persona, to express herself and be the horny, dirty slut she so longs and aches to be. And for that reason alone, it would be wrong to close this down especially as my other half is...okay....about me maintaining this and would not want me to change who I am! I think what upset her more were the pictures that I modified of myself using virtual make-over sites! Once I reassured her that this is all just a fantasy in my head, she was a bit calmer about it all. And her understanding, as well as surprising me, also reminded me why I fell in love with her in the first place! It also helped me feel less ashamed and disgusted with this part of myself!!

I think I should clarify more clearly how I see myself: I am not gay or homosexual, though there is no harm in that. I do not fancy blokes or find them sexually attractive in everyday life. I do have a slight fetish for womens' lingerie and that has transmogified over the years into an obsession with crossdresser and sissy transvestite websites. The thought of being forced femmed now sexually excites me to the point where I have developed the personality of Sexy Sophie! But this is just a fantasy and not something I have any desire to replicate in real life though I do sometimes dress in panties and stockings as an aid to my imagination and to help me get excited....

Things I am REALLY not into include magical transformation,infantilism, paedophillia, bestiality or zoophillia, urophillia, coprophilla or scat, sado-masochism or auto-erotic-asphyxiation though I do love the sound of that last word.

I DO love forced feminization fantasies (hypnosis or chemically induced), mild incest themes (though I do not fantasise about any real members of my family, merely a imagined set of characters that replace them), lesbianism and the idea of forcibly being transformed into a Sissy. I love stockings and suspenders, silk and satin, naughty knickers, opera gloves, heels, slutty red lipstick, long nails,
the thought of permanent make-up or being forced to take female hormones. All these are themes that will turn up at some point in my fiction.

I am not disturbed, sick in the head or am anything to be ashamed of! When I write this Blog or visit my websites then I become Sexy Secret Sophie and this is NOTHING I should be disgusted by! It is an important part of my personality and I SHOULD embrace it!! This is my little secret fantasy and it doesn't concern anybody else if they don't like it or are offended by it! It is a part of who I am....

If only life was that simple.....



XXX Sophie XXX

Another very sexy story for you girls....

Here's the link to another sexy story that I have found which is another of my favourites....and a picture to go with it! Enjoy girls xxxx Sophie xxx

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Auntie Jayne's Family Secrets Part Two

Previously: I was 15 when I first realised I was a Sissy. My Auntie Jayne unlocked feelings in me I had never fully acknowledged before and showed me my full potential whilst I stayed at her home for the summer. She was my teacher, my mentor and helped me to become the naughty, dirty Sissy Slut I am today. But I was not her first.....

Now: "Tell me more about my father..." I said as, sitting in the dining room, I slipped one hand down to caress my sexy silken thighs through my stockings, once more beginning to feel strangely aroused. I opened my legs wider as I felt Auntie's own foot sliding between them and moaned as her nylon toes began stroking and teasing my hardened clit under the table. "What do you want to know?" She asked me huskily. "Everything," I told her and wondered if I might regret the answer!

"Your parents had been married for several years when your mother first discovered your dad's secret," Auntie began, "She came home and found him dressed, pantied, made up and wearing stockings and heels ~ the whole works! Understandably, she was quite upset, especially with you around and on the scene! I had just started doing some of my more explicit photo-shoots and was out of favour with the family but your mum turned to me and asked me for my advice. I told her, it was a little out of my league and that she needed to sit down with your dad and talk things over. Well, she did that alright! Your mum told him if she ever caught him dressed again, she would leave him and take you with her!! Unfortunately, there was nothing that your daddy could do; he was like you ~ addicted to dressing like a naughty, dirty Sissy Slut and, once he'd started, he found it impossible to stop! When your mother came home and caught him again, this time dressed in stockings and heels and fucking himself with a dildo, she flew into a rage and chucked him out on the street! In desperation, he turned to me and, reluctantly, I agreed to give him access to my home so there was somewhere he could dress and act out his fantasies. I can still remember the first time I came home and found him dressed and pantied. The sight of your dad dolled up like a sexy little Slut turned me on so much I just knew I had to have him there and then! I was already aroused from a naughty photo-shoot I had been doing that afternoon and seeing him dressed like a filthy little tart just got me sooo wet! No sooner had I shut the front door than I pounced on him, our lipsticked mouths clashing in explosive passion. I was wetter than I could ever remember being and came more times in a few short minutes than I ever had before! It was the most intense fuck I had ever had until then and, as I orgasmed again and again, I just knew that I had to help your dad fullfill his full potential as a filthy Sissy Slut! With my help, I knew he could become even more convincing as a woman and the proper submissive Sissy he so wanted to be! Your dad told me that he had always fantasised about being a dirty, naughty little cock-sucker but he'd never had the courage to go through with it. The thought of your dad all dressed up, on his knees sucking cock whilst I fucked him with a strap-on got me wet all over again and I had to fight myself from jumping on him and raping him a second time! I told him that he had to be sure, that if I started transforming him the way he wanted that he could never go back to the way things were before. He responded by reaching for my ample tits, dropping to his knees and worshipping my pussy with his tongue! I found myself moaning in sheer bliss as he tongued my wet snatch, begging me to become his Mistress and allow him to be my dirty Sissy-Boi slave! I began screaming out 'Yes. yes....yesssssss!' as I climaxed over and over, coating his face in my hot, sticky juices and meant every word of it! I wanted to control your dad, to dominate him and make him my hot Sissy Slut! And the sexy thing was, I knew he wanted it too!

"It took many months of hormones, corset training and more than a little cosmetic surgery but eventually it all paid off. Your dad was now known as Rebecca and, through my contacts, became one of the country's top Sissy porn stars! She's pretty much retired now but still does the occasional photo-shoot for Sissy magazines.... you may even have seen her! When your mum found out he had been staying here, she was furious and vowed to have nothing more to do with me; not realising that her Sissy husband had been my own personal creation! It's why she has always been so strict with you; restricting your Internet access, keeping close tabs on you, hoping and praying that you would not turn out like your father. When she first began to suspect that you were following in your father's footsteps, she contacted me again because she wanted me to help! Your mum always thought, you see, that I tried to help your father but that I failed in my efforts to make him readjust. She never realised that it was me that gave him the little push he needed to become a full-blown naughty Sissy faggot! And now..." Auntie smiled, "You've both given me the chance to do it all again.....Danielle! You are going to turn out even hornier and sluttier than your father by the time I've finished with you! Hell, maybe I'll even introduce you.....I'm sure you both have a lot of catching up to do!"

Her foot had increased it's pace as it stroked me under the table through my panties and, with a cry, I find myself filling them again with what was left of my naughty Sissy cream. I could barely control myself as my hands went up to feel my falsies spilling out the top of my tight, clingy dress and I moaned with desire as I heard my Aunt whispering "Oooh yes...I can't wait to see the two of you Sissy Girls together!!!"

{To be continued again....}

Guest caption courtesy of Sissy Kiss.....

This is a caption I found on Sissy Kiss whilst looking for photos to go with my latest Auntie Jayne entry and just had to share it with you girls.....I thought it kind of fit with the theme of those stories and the image is simply to die for! (Click on photo to enlarge...)

Here's the link to Sissy Kiss for all you girls who don't know the site! http://www.sissykiss.com/showthread.php?t=8567

xxx Sophie xxx

Auntie Jayne's family secrets......(Part One)

Previously: I was 15 when I first realised I was a Sissy. My Auntie Jayne unlocked feelings in me I had never fully acknowledged before and showed me my full potential.She was my teacher, my mentor and helped me to become the naughty, dirty Sissy Slut I am today. But I was not her first.....

I had been sent to stay with my Auntie Jayne for the summer whilst my mother worked overseas. This was the first day and Auntie had come home to catch me in her panties, pleasuring myself over a naughty picture of herself whilst lying on her bed. In punishment Auntie Jayne had dressed and painted me like a Sissy Slut and informed me that I would be dressing as a Sissy Girl for the remainder of my stay! She had then gone on to humiliate me and degrade me and "forced" me to admit what a naughty, dirty Sissy slut I was! The strange part was, part of me had actually enjoyed it....craved it....wanted it even!! One thing was for certain; this was going to be a very eventful stay and my life would never be the same....

Now...Auntie had prepared dinner and we were sitting at the table opposite each other. She had removed my butt-plug and handcuffs but left me dressed in my white, clingy dress, tight panties, stockings and heels. My bottom now felt strangely empty without the plug and I almost missed its presence inside of me but suspected it wouldn't be long before Auntie slipped it back inside of me. It was all part of my new "Training" and for the first time, began to wonder if all these events had been set up and orchestrated from the moment I discovered her used panties lying under her pillow...

"Auntie Jayne," I asked tentatively, "Why are you doing this to me? Why are you trying to make me into a Sissy Girl?" "Why, because it's what you wanted..." Auntie replied, "Are you forgetting how I found you not long after you first arrived? I still have the pictures to prove it!" "I think you set me up!" I retorted, "I think you left that photo and your panties there for me to find! I think you always knew what was going to happen when I found them!" "Maybe so, maybe so..." Auntie Jayne smiled that wicked smile of hers again, "But you fell into the trap, didn't you Danielle? And you've not complained since we started or tried to stop any of this from happening so I think we both know what you really want! Do you know honestly why your mum sent you here to stay with me? Do you?"
She asked. I shook my head. "It's because she found her dirty panties hidden beneath your mattress," Auntie told me. "It's because she saw the kind of dirty, mucky magazines you like...you know the ones with boys like yourself dressed up like Sissy Girls; it's because she was worried you were turning into a dirty, Sissy faggot just like your father and that's why she sent you here to me....to help straighten you out! But this," she continued, "this is sooooo much more fun!"

This was the second time today that Auntie Jayne had mentioned my father; a "man" who had abandoned me and my mother when I was very small. I had never heard the full story but had learnt that his leaving had been in some way linked to my Auntie Jayne, mum's sister, who had been disgraced from the family for posing for the kind of pictures I had discovered earlier. How and why she had been involved, I had never found out....now it looked as though I was finally going to learn the truth....

{To Be Continued....}

Crossing a line in the sand....

The other night, I crossed a line and did something I never imagined that I would have the nerve to do....I bought myself some panties and stockings. I saw these pink silk thong-style panties (below) and just knew I had to have them so, a couple of nights later, went back and bought them! I put them through the self-service till with some fishnet hold-ups and a few other items and no one noticed a thing! I was sooo nervous, though later when I realised I had gotten away with it I got this naughty thrill at the thought that I now had my own lingerie to wear. I have bought hold-ups before but got such a funny look from the assisstant that it put me off doing it again! Until now, I have had to borrow my wife's dirty panties, which is a thrill in itself, and only had my thigh highs, a silk robe and some breast forms she was throwing out stashed in the attic! Next, I want to buy some full length gloves and maybe some heels but first I need to find somewhere to keep all my sexy, naughty clothing...

Stories by other authors....

One of the places I infrequently visit during my secret night-time travels on the web is a site called CLUB SISSY. On a recent trip there, I discovered this very naughty, sexy story! Hope you enjoy it as much as I did and here's hoping Jessie Tong writes more like this soon!!! Unfortunately, you will need to be a member to read the stories there but the good news is that registration is free; all they ask is that you might consider giving a little donation to keep the site up and running. Here's the link...

http://www.clubsissy.com/stories/view.php?sid=565