Lovely I’ve got home from work and chilling in my garden

Just chilling after a morning of clothes shopping x

Just chilling

A bit chilly outdoors, good morning ladies xxx

Afternoon everyone hope you're all having a chilled Sunday I am on my balcony with a glass
Not sure about my chosen dress today I love the colour and summery vibe but not sure it suits me but I thought I'd share anyway

Afternoon friends hope ur having a good day chill day for me

Love a pair of tights for chilling in X

Just chilling x

So nice chilling , doors dressed up again high xxxx

Oh saturday afternoon just chilling xxxx

Chilling in the red boots

Chilling on the Sofa after sex

Morning girls hope you all have a fab day its a bit chilly out there

My final day of my break away gonna chill in my hotel back tomorrow to be georgette x

Time to dress in chill wear posting soon x

I loved my dress up over the weekend felt horny x as the nylons where pulling on my suspenders and the soft chiffon petticoats brush on my legs x a nice relaxing evening chilling out x
#skirt #petticoat #stockings #suspenders. #highheels

Just chilling getting high on my birthday xxxx

hello ev1 , how nice does it feel when I can chill and dress like the little hoe I wanna dress like

Saturday chill wear

Chill day wear open for a chat

Chill day

I love doing my nails
I love doing my make up
I love lipstick
I love lace
I love dresses
I love heels
I love feeling girly
I love Rom coms
I love pamper sessions
I love attention
I love compliments
I love lingerie
I love naughty lingerie
I love smooth skin
I love chilling out as Danni
I love my curvy butt
I love my sporty legs that look great in tights and stockings
I love women
I love women that love crossdressers
I love open minded people
I love getting that perfect picture
I love who I am and what it means to be me


I love crossdressing

Sunday chill day look

Sunday chill look

Another week in the office comes to an end. Time to chill.....
#FishnetFriday

Chilled as can be led on my bed with a Gin & dressed in only tights

My fingers tremble, just a faint quiver, as I reach for the foil packet on the nightstand. It’s almost weightless, a promise in silver. I tear it open with deliberate care (the small rip loud in the stillness), and the condom unfurls like liquid mercury. Cool and impossibly thin, it glides down over my already aching ****, sheathing me in a trembling second skin. Safe. Secure. A fragile barrier between me and the avalanche of satin to come. A bead of pre-cum kisses the latex tip; I smile. Patience, little sissy. You’ll have your reward.
The first layer is a whisper-pink satin chemise, so fine it feels wet. I let it slither over my head, down my chest, until the hem brushes mid-thigh. Instantly it warms, clings, releases, and clings again with every breath. My palms chase the fabric, front and back, greedy for the slick heat blooming beneath my touch.
Next, the Black nightgown (double-layered, heavy, devotional). I step into it and draw it upward. The inner lining kisses the chemise, and they sigh together: shhh, shhh, my private lullaby. It falls to my ankles in a perfect liquid column. When I move, both layers ripple, cool against cool, warmer where my body heat pools.
The robe is deep rose, quilted satin outside, and champagne gloss within. Arms slide into sleeves, and the lining floods over my skin like chilled cream poured slow. I cinch the sash, and the world contracts: four surfaces of satin now stroking one another with every heartbeat (chemise on nightgown, nightgown on robe lining, lining on skin). I walk barefoot across the room, and the fabrics answer in overlapping waves: the chemise clings, the nightgown glides, and the robe slithers and sweeps. A private orchestra of frictionless lust.
In the mirror I’m only blush and ivory shimmer, face flushed above an ocean of gloss. I lift my arms; sleeves fall back like slow-motion waterfalls. When they drop, the collapse is a soft, wet thud against my body that I feel in my teeth.
I sink onto the midnight-blue satin duvet and let the robe bloom beneath me. On my back, layers flatten and spread, cool against my shoulder blades, my thighs, and the arches of my feet. I arch (just slightly) and the slide is obscene: satin on satin on satin, endless, merciless.
Knees drawn up, fabric pools thick and warm between my thighs like molten candy. My palms smooth down the front (quilted diamonds, slick columns, clinging chemise, skin), and every layer moves with me, against me, inside me.
Now the first of my headscarves, ballet-slipper pink, three feet of pure satin. Folded triangle wide, draped, pulled beneath my chin, crossed, and knotted tight. It cups my jaw and seals my throat. A second knot sits just under my lower lip like a soft gag. The world muffles instantly.
Second scarf, ivory and heavier. Over the first, tied again triangle wide. Four thicknesses now cradle my head, press my cheeks, and frame my face in a gleaming oval.
Third, a deep rose bandeau wound low, looped twice, and knotted at my nape. My chin is forced gently down; swallowing makes every layer glide against my throat in one slow, liquid swallow of its own.
Then the veils.
Pink chiffon, so sheer it’s barely there, yet it turns every texture beneath into a caress. Ivory voile next, pinned high, floating like breath. Last, pale mint over my face alone, tucked beneath the lowest knot. The room becomes watercolor. Breathing through it is filthy intimacy: the fabric flutters against my lips, tasting faintly of dye and my own heat.
A final white satin ribbon, narrow and merciless. Three coils around my neck over every knot, until only a thick, glossy band remains, pulsing with my heartbeat.
From crown to toe, only satin and chiffon speak. When I turn my head, the scarves whisper, and the veils drift like perfume. Pressure under my chin is constant, loving, and absolute.
One sleeved hand slips beneath the pooled folds at my thighs (satin, satin, satin then the cool, taut drum of latex). The contrast is blinding. I stroke once, slowly. My breath flutters the veil against my lips.
Knees higher. The other hand presses the stacked knots beneath my chin (gentle ownership). I begin: lazy circles that turn greedy. The condom translates every ridge of fabric into bright, liquid fire. Veils drift across my chest with each ragged inhale. Heat blooms, trapped, multiplied, sacred.
Faster. Hips rock. The robe lining slithers against the duvet in one long, wet slide. Scarves tighten as my head sinks deeper into the pillow; the ribbon collar throbs.
Release crashes silent and total. I bite down on nothing but chiffon, a muffled whimper swallowed by layers. Pleasure pours into the latex sheath in thick, obedient pulses, trapped and perfect, echoing through every fold until my whole body is one long satin tremor.
After, I lie glowing. The condom keeps me immaculate (another reverent layer). My chest rises and falls beneath quilted satin and drifting voile; tiny aftershocks ripple like quiet tides.

Morning girls hope you all ok and have had great day its a chilly one this morning

Good evening everyone manic Monday survived hope you all did too and are well. am now comfortable in my boots and mini skirt feeling chilled and comfortable

#blonde #crossdresser #chillin #sexy #cleavage

Chillen

Just chilling

Cold snowy day now me time long skirt today as is a bit chilly

Greetings from Janelle the undateable... that's just how i feel atm.. i hope all of you are doing well and kicking ass wherever you may be.. I'll just be here chilling out playing some final fantasy XVI here all by my lonesome.. video games have a way of cheering me up.. stay awesome out there my friends

Chill wear

Well, it's 1:36am and I'm just chilling here alone once again.. it's been a couple of days since i posted on here so I just wanted to say hi to you guys so... HI!! 👋🏻 I hope all is well and keep being awesome out there

I've had a pretty good night now im just sitting here at home now kinda drunk barely wearing any clothes and chilling the **** out all by my lonesome.. i hope everyone here is having a good day/night depending on where you are..

Me just chilling tonight xxxx

Outfit for the day is Faux Leather Midi Dress, Crimson stockings, Block suede Knee high boots with block heels, fur lined hooded cloak to keep the chill off the shoestring strapped shoulders

Wheres my honey with a surprise versatile single on boat privacey here near kings lynnxxxxx dont mind regular just me me dog and me chickens no neighbours track to get here to chill

Chilling out on a Sunday

Chill time before bed xx

Good morning girls hope you all have a great day its a chilly one out there

Chilling

Wet and cold out winter tights on with a black dress chilling