Well, It Happened. My First Time With Another Sissy And My Wife Made It Happen

Be careful what you wish for my fellow sisters.

I am a lifelong cross-dresser and have loved most every minute of it. Like most of you girls out there there have been days, nights, months, and even years when I tried to deny my second self. When I tried to, bend to societies will and be half of the person I truly am. But my inner sissy eventually won out. Purges simply wind up costing you wonderful clothes you regret losing later on.

You can no more deny your second self than you can make yourself shorter or pretend to be from another planet. We are what God made us, He saw us before we were born, knew what we would be and if you spend your life being kind to others, doing good works, He doesn't care that you are wearing frilly pink panties with a matching bra under your jeans and oxford shirt so why should anyone else?

You see I am not just a cross-dresser I am a lover of the sissy lifestyle, the most feminine of all cross-dressers. We love not just wearing panties but they have to be the frilliest, laciest, and if it has ribbons, well, the more the better. Matching lingerie is even better and we simply must have the entire ensemble; panties, bra, garter belt, stockings, etc. At night we always wear a nightie to bed, or a peignoir, or perhaps a baby-doll; and again they must be the frilliest and laciest possible. We love to be able to twirl and curtsy in our clothes.

The luckiest among us have a collection of french maid uniforms in a variety of colors including black, pink, white, red, and yellow and they are typically satin and, you guessed it; adorned with lace and bows! You will always see a beautiful petticoat peeking out from underneath fluffing out the skirt and perhaps allowing the lacey sissy panties, or rhumba panties, to show when we bend over. hmmmmm.

But of course this is just background. As I said, I have been a life-long cross-dresser as most of you have been I am sure. It seems most of us start out around five years old. I see stories about "How to get your man into panties!", but the reality is that most cross-dressers started very early on and if you can get your man into panties that easily honey, he has already been doing it without your knowing it.

Take Halloween for example. 95% of all the men who dress like women for halloween are cross-dressers, in or out of the closet. Girls, real girls, if your man wants to dress up as a woman of some sort for this holiday he is trying to drop you a hint that he likes to cross-dress. Have fun with it! Cross-dressers make wonderful lovers. Put your man into some panties and he will put your needs first. Tease him all night long, whisper in his ear how sexy it is knowing he is wearing those lacy little things wrapped around him and he will be popping let me tell you. He will be begging you for those "special days" when he can dress, as you let him wear more and more, ending in amazing sex for both of you. Who cares what he wears if it makes the both of you happy?

Does being a cross-dresser mean you are gay? No. Most of us are not gay. Some of us are bi, and many that are bi will only be bi with another cross-dresser. Not sure why that is, speaking for myself, I find the idea of another cross-dresser, and his @@@@ surrounded by lacy and nylon, extremely sexy. I find my wife sexier and will always prefer her over anyone else but recently she decided that once in a while it might be fun to try a *********. Just not the type of ********* I had always envisioned when I was younger ;-D

So, I check in to the web and especially the experience project now and then, surf the stories, look for others like me. It is comforting to know there are thousands of cross-dressers, and especially sissies, out there! So many just like me! Makes you feel like, "Hey, it really isn't that weird!"

Well one day I guess I forgot to delete my history, I am usually so good about doing that. I had been surfing the experience project sissy stories about being with another sissy. Apparently my wife found this out and read quite a few of the ones I had read, and my profile, and emailed some of my "friends". (I have a new one now) They didn't know it was her so they responded as if they were talking to me. Oh boy.

I came home two days later, it was a Friday night, she had laid out some new lingerie on the bed. She and I often exchanged surprise gifts so I didn't expect anything strange had occurred but was pleasantly surprised. There was a gorgeous set of pink and black panty/bra/garter belt lingerie outfit along with some new stockings, the kind with the little hearts on them. She had placed my 5 inch white open toes heels with the outfit and asked me to step into the shower and be "ready for some up-time", our keywords for anything goes.

My toes are always painted so after my shower I only had to pant my fingernails, slip on a wig, light make-up, and on goes my outfit in record time. I was back in the bed-room in less than 45 minutes. It was fairly dark, music was playing, and my wife was standing by the door dressed all in black lingerie. She said "I read some interesting things on the computer this week ... Sissy Nicole". My mouth dropped open. She usually just called me Nicky. Never Sissy. I knew where she got that name instantly. She followed up with a print-out of my profile in the light. I started to say something and she said, "it's ok sissy, better to have it out in the open. Now cursty for me and show me you like the outfit I bought you". I did so.

"Now, I have a surprise for you. Sit down on the bed." I did so. Then someone walked into the room, and I immediately noticed they were, she was, wearing the exact same outfit that I was, right down to the panties and heels! Except it wasn't a she, it was my next door neighbor, David!

"Say hello to your new best friend Sissy Nicole, Sissy Darlene. Greet her properly please." Darlene walked over to me and we both leaned in and gave each other a peck on the cheek". "That simply won't do sissies, now do it properly!", said my Danielle, my wife. Sissy Darlene and I then gave each other a long wet kiss, even embracing each other. It was an amazing feeling, touching that other lingerie and I could tell Sissy Darlene felt the same way because her @@@ was getting hard. I knew she could feel mine too.

"now, said Danielle, show me you meant that you really wanted to @@@ another cross-dressers @@@@",

I remembered now what I written in my stories/posts on the experience project, about what I had wanted to do with another cross-dresser. Obviously my wife had as well. I think she had Sissy Darlene read them too and I was wondering if somehow she had been on the EP all along, maybe put there by my wife? In another few minutes I really wouldn't care. Maybe I should have hesitated, maybe when I heard the first few camera clicks, knowing my wife was taking evidence for later, maybe because it was my first time with another man, crosser, however you want to qualify it, but I was lost in the moment.

I could hear my wife in the background calling us on, telling us we were such pretty sissies in our pretty pink outfit, how cute we looked together, how sexy it was to see us with each other, how much it turned her on to see us take each other inside, soon I took him in my mouth and it was as I had dreamed it would be so many times in my head. I loved every minute of it. I probably wasn't too good those first couple of times that night but he didn't seem to mind, nor did I when we switched roles, my wife was by our side throughout, I could feel her hands in there now and then but mostly we were lost in each other.

Eventually there were three bodies rolling around on the bed, there was no telling who was in whom, but we were all enjoying every minute of it. Hours later, our bodies emptied, our minds melded, our smiles as big as possible we talked about future liason's.

I knew then that my wife was a truly special person and had given me a remarkable gift. She saw what many would have seen as a flaw in me and not only accepted it but reveled in it. Our relationship has flourished ever since and I know how lucky I am. Yes, she has more power in our relationship now than I do, and she uses it now and then but I am happy to give it to her. In public no one can tell the difference, in our home she is the queen and I see to her every need and she lets me be the sissy I love to be. In public I can be the person the world expects me to be, and I love her for that.

Sorry for going on so long. Love each other.
nicolesister nicolesister
36-40, M
9 Responses May 19, 2012

What a delicious experience. Oh to have a neighbor such as that! You are truly fortunate to be married to such an exceptional woman. Good luck to all of you!

That was absolutely beautiful. I'm so excited and hard.

In less you got me too turned on while reading I don't see any "be careful what you wish for" ! Looks like you are a VERY lucky sissy

SIMPLY AMAZING!!

Baby- This was so Hot. A dream come true. Enjoy, I know I would.

Wonderful experience for both of you I'm sure. You are so lucky to have someone supportive and encouraging.

Wonderful story ! Thank you so much for sharing. :)

Fabulous experience. My dream is your reality, Yor wife is wondeful. How I wish mine would be as understanding. I m so happy n a little jealous of n for.'you.,

wow, your experiences totally = my own, seriously.........<br />
the sissy within will never ever ever be denied.........in fact, i'm wearing a pink full slip right now......with one stocking that has a big white bow at the top, & one that has a big pink one......<br />
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for me, it's usually pinkity-pink-pink-pink...............pink bows, ruffles, flowers, hearts, frills, it all = total lust, for me.........& i mean total frilly-girly hard-****-in-pretty-panties lust......<br />
.......i don't question it, i just LOVE(lust) it.......