Crossdress Love Novels & Stories

Crossdresser has an out-of-body sexual experience. Enjoy.. ***** My name is Rich and I am a crossdresser. I would prefer to be a transgender, but at this point in my life--married with two grown kids and a grandchild--it's just not in the cards for me. That doesn't stop me from dreaming, however. Several years ago, my wife came home unexpectedly and caught me in my women's clothes. She freaked out and demanded that I get counseling. I truly love Meg, and in order to save our marriage, I agreed.

7 "May the stars shine their grace upon you my friend" Allegra smiled as she pulled Zara to a loving embrace "Look ! this flower crown is so pretty , it will look so beautiful on our Zara" Lyra exclaimed as she placed the flowers carefully on Zara's hair . Today was supposed to be a blissful day for her but all day long her body thrummed with a strong powerful feeling she couldn't recognize. She was dressed in their traditional woolen hand made gown , it was one of her mother's many gift to her.

Cross spoke out. I didn't notice that he had fully undone my dress. I had no bra on and my nipples were already hardened from the kisses. Cross descended on them with moisted lips. I groaned in excitement. He kept on sucking and gently squeezing my blossom. I felt his lips tracing drown my belly button. His touch gave me a wild shiver. Cross was the master of my body. He knew all the right spots that would turned me on. “I like you too.” I let out a soft whisper fighting the urge not to say the wrong thing.

I say with a smile, although the pang in my chest only worsens. I returned home; Alexis treated me with so much coldness and detachment that time and throughout the rest of the day. I'm a fool; I shouldn't have kissed him. It seems I don't stand a chance with him. The day of the premiere of the movie "For Love" arrived. I bought a beautiful navy blue dress adorned with rhinestones on the front, a V-neck, an open back, and a slit on the left leg. The dress was very sexy; Claudia helped me choose it. Now it's time to complete this outfit with incredible makeup.

Odin asked Cruz with his nostrils flared. Cruz didn’t look away from the question and nodded, “why not? Hell, if Gavin and Paris’s husband decided to go all the way with one another,” he smirked at Gavin who was trying to remain calm, “I wouldn’t care. I don’t care about such things, Odin. To me, love is love.” He draped his arm over Presley’s chair and kissed her temple, “right babe?” “Definitely. There is nobody at this table who would ever judge a person on their sexuality. I actually wrote an entire novel where the female lead kept two male lovers, and the two men got it on all the time. No biggie.”

“Touch me. Please.” He kissed me then slow, loving, and deep. His tongue slid against mine as his hands roamed my body with reverence. He peeled my dress off gently, kissing every inch of skin he revealed. When he reached my heavy breasts, he groaned, cupping them and sucking on my nipples until I arched off the bed with a cry. “You’re so beautiful,” he whispered against my skin. “So soft and perfect. I’ve dreamed about this.” His hand slid between my thick thighs, finding me wet and ready. He touched me lovingly, fingers circling my most sensitive spot until I was trembling and begging for more.

“Are you nervous?” Riele laughed a little. “About getting married? No. About finding the right dress? Maybe.” They all laughed softly. Hope made a small sound, like a hiccup, and Charlotte shifted her weight. Riele tried on the first dress. It had delicate lace sleeves and a fitted waist. She stepped out from behind the curtain. Charlotte’s eyes widened. “Wow.” Riele turned to the mirror, then shook her head. “It’s pretty, but it doesn’t feel like me.”

Cross could feel the growing damp spot on his clothes and he wanted to explore the place that was currently leaking all over him. He walked her over to the couch and dropped her unceremoniously. She squeaked again as her body bounced on the cushions. "That dress doesn't cover anything. Take it off." He demanded while he stared down at her. She pulled the dress over her head, she also shook her braids free of the ponytail she had been wearing. She sat there naked before him, her large breasts sagged slightly and her pussy had a low patch of dark curly hair protecting it from his lecherous gaze. He wanted to take a closer look. He fell to his knees in front of her.

“When Hayden walks with Kevin while in a woman’s getup, they truly look like a match made in heaven.” “Two grown men in love are enough, but Hayden cross-dressing… Ahhh, that’s my idol! My idol has been completely ruined by Kevin! I hate Kevin so much!” The wealthy young ladies who once admired Hayden were speechless. Indeed, Kevin ruined their idol. Hayden used to be so handsome. That cold and aloof demeanor was dashing beyond words. Now, dressing as a woman, though still elegant and aloof, it made the wealthy young ladies who once admired Hayden brew with hatred.

The couples on the tv were already making out, I could feel my pupils dilating as I watched as the man shoved his hard rock member in and out of the woman's dripping core, faster and deeper. It made me wonder what it'd feel like to have Dominic's dick buried deep inside me. Fuck what was I thinking? My breath caught. I bit my bottom lip as I lifted the hem of my dress. The soft fabric gathered around my hips, I pulled down my already soaked G-string down my legs, letting it fall to the floor. Next, I reached for my small crossbody bag at my waist, my fingers slid the zipper open swiftly. I pulled out the one thing I always kept hidden at the bottom.