Finally.. get to crossdress, 3 months of no dressing sends you nuts ... todays look is my pink Nekopara Chocola maid cosplay dress x

About last night . . .

A MaleToFemale (MTF) Photographic Studio Visual.
Becoming Femme and Feminizing as my alter ego model Valentina Valentine.
Hair & Make-Up ready.
Love the skin you’re in.
Being androgynous is not a sin.
Please enjoy. Comments are always welcome.

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Going have a look at some of you lovely ladies and have play

Ahhh schools are back, which means Bethany can finally come out to play again! Started off a little naughty by wearing some knickers and makeup to hang the washing out...hope the neighbour didn't notice!

What's your favourite when it comes to legs and heels.

A MaleToFemale (MTF) Photographic Studio Visual.
Becoming Femme and Feminizing as my alter ego model Valentina Valentine.
Hair & Make-Up ready.
Love the skin you’re in.
Being androgynous is not a sin.
Please enjoy. Comments are always welcome.

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I'm getting used to the dark hair...it really changes the way I look....Just a few more pics before I sit down and play my guitar for a few lol.... hope everyone is having a truly amazing day and I absolutely love you all, you are all amazing and beautiful and you mean so much to me 🩷🩶

Love this colour.....

A MaleToFemale (MTF) Photographic Studio Visual.
Becoming Femme and Feminizing as my alter ego model Valentina Valentine.
Hair & Make-Up ready.
Love the skin you’re in.
Being androgynous is not a sin.
Please enjoy. Comments are always welcome.

#transfluid #femboy #mtftransition #femboycosplay #maletofemale #crossdresserslut #crossdressermodel #crossdressing #crossdresser #femboylegs #femboyheaven #transworld #justcrossdressers #transpinupgirl #Androgyny #femmeworld #pridemonth

Thanks to the many kind people on this planet, including this wonderful community, I'm becoming much more confident and even smile at myself sometimes. So much so that now I can be lighthearted and a little playful! I din't want this post be completely vulgar, so I blurred it a bit and I hope you don't mind the pics; I just felt the vibe!

Ladies, I admire you! You are beautiful, full of life, kind, bright people with a spark in your soul (and ass haha)! I adore you!

P.S. Yes, the same outfit, but for now, two leopard prints are all I have. And it just happened that way, not that I wanted to be a cat 24/7 :DDDD

School girl roleplay

anyone wishing to cam and chat and play please do get in touch xxxxxxxxxxx

Get to see me in the full without all the bitching of why we as models do this for a living.
Everyone spends more on beer then what it costs for a month on my onlyfans.

A MaleToFemale (MTF) Photographic Studio Visual.
Becoming Femme and Feminizing as my alter ego model Valentina Valentine.
Hair & Make-Up ready.
Love the skin you’re in.
Being androgynous is not a sin.
Please enjoy. Comments are always welcome.

#transfluid #femboy #mtftransition #femboycosplay #maletofemale #crossdresserslut #crossdressermodel #crossdressing #crossdresser #femboylegs #femboyheaven #transworld #justcrossdressers #transpinupgirl #Androgyny #femmeworld #pridemonth

A look I played around with a few months back.

Some hot panty chat and play

A MaleToFemale (MTF) Photographic Studio Visual.
Becoming Femme and Feminizing as my alter ego model Valentina Valentine.
Hair & Make-Up ready.
Love the skin you’re in.
Being androgynous is not a sin.
Please enjoy. Comments are always welcome.

#transfluid #femboy #mtftransition #femboycosplay #maletofemale #crossdresserslut #crossdressermodel #crossdressing #crossdresser #femboylegs #femboyheaven #transworld #justcrossdressers #transpinupgirl #Androgyny #femmeworld #pridemonth

The Pink Satin Shift

At sixty-five, I had long since stopped pretending that my wardrobe was entirely conventional.
I was a chunky, mature man with a generous beer belly, broad middle and the sort of five-o'clock-shadow beard that seemed to appear before lunchtime. Crossdressing wasn't something I had suddenly discovered in later life. It was simply something I enjoyed, and over the years I had become quite comfortable wearing feminine clothes whenever the mood took me.
That morning, however, I hadn't intended to dress up at all.
I was volunteering at the charity shop.
After making myself a cup of tea, I started sorting through the mountain of donation bags that had accumulated in the back room. Clothes were everywhere: coats, jumpers, trousers, dresses and blouses, all waiting to be inspected, priced and put onto the rails.
Then I found it.
Pink satin.
I pulled the garment from the bag and watched the fabric catch the light.
It was magnificent.
The blouse had enormous sleeves, gathered cuffs and an almost comically large collar. Buttons ran down the front. Beneath it was a matching long skirt, cut generously enough to accommodate a substantial middle.
I held the pieces against myself.
The pink satin looked particularly striking against my greyish five-o'clock shadow.
I grinned.
"Oh, that's going to be difficult to put on the rail."
I knew myself too well.
A few minutes later I was standing in front of the changing-room mirror.
The outfit fitted surprisingly well.
The satin blouse stretched comfortably across my ample belly, while the long skirt fell almost to my ankles. The enormous collar sat around my neck, making my face and beard look even more conspicuously masculine by contrast.
I turned sideways.
There was absolutely no disguising my shape.
My belly was still there.
My stocky shoulders were still there.
My beard was still there.
I was unmistakably a sixty-five-year-old man.
But I was also wearing an extravagant pink satin outfit.
And I rather liked the sight.
I smoothed the satin over my stomach and laughed quietly.
"Well, you're certainly not going to blend into the background today."
I decided to wear it for my shift.
When I walked out onto the shop floor, one of the other volunteers looked up from arranging a display.
She paused.
Then she smiled.
"That's rather fabulous."
"I found it in the donations."
"You didn't put it on the rail?"
"I thought I'd test it first."
We both laughed.
And that was that.
The shop opened.
Customers began arriving.
I stood behind the till with my beard, chunky frame and very obvious beer belly wrapped in shimmering pink satin, and somehow it felt completely natural.
The outfit swished around my ankles whenever I moved.
The sleeves puffed dramatically whenever I reached for the scanner.
And every time I leaned across the counter, the satin caught the overhead lights and produced a bright, unmistakable sheen.
I noticed people looking.
Nobody seemed particularly bothered.
One woman smiled and said, "I love your blouse."
"Thank you," I replied. "It's a charity-shop discovery."
She laughed.
"Of course it is."
I carried on serving her.
There was something wonderfully ordinary about the whole situation. The till beeped. Customers queued. Donations arrived. Someone asked where the handbags were. Someone else wanted Gift Aid information.
And there I was, doing exactly what I normally did, except that I was doing it in head-to-toe pink satin.
My reflection occasionally appeared in the glass beside the till.
Every time I saw it, I smiled.
The pink satin exaggerated everything about me rather than hiding it. My round belly gave the blouse a wonderfully full shape. My beard remained plainly visible beneath that enormous collar. My mature face looked completely at odds with the sugary pink fabric.
And somehow that was precisely what I enjoyed.
I wasn't trying to look twenty-five.
I wasn't trying to pretend to be someone else.
I was simply a sixty-five-year-old man who enjoyed crossdressing and happened to have discovered an absolutely glorious vintage-looking satin outfit in a donation bag.
By the afternoon, I'd completely settled into it.
A regular customer came to the till with several books.
"You're looking very cheerful today."
"I've discovered pink satin," I told him.
He looked me up and down.
"Clearly."
We both laughed.
When closing time finally arrived, I stood behind the till while the last customer left.
The shop became quiet.
I looked down at myself.
Pink satin.
Huge collar.
Long skirt.
Chunky mature body.
Beer belly.
Five-o'clock shadow.
Sixty-five years old.
I shook my head and smiled.
I couldn't put it out on the racks for sale.
I rang up the price and put the money in the till.
What had started as a donation waiting to be sorted had become the outfit I'd worn for an entire shift.
And as I carefully folded the satin that evening, I found myself wondering what other treasures might be hiding in tomorrow's donation bags.

Some sexy panty chat and xxx play

About last night . . .

A MaleToFemale (MTF) Photographic Studio Visual.
Becoming Femme and Feminizing as my alter ego model Valentina Valentine.
Hair & Make-Up ready.
Love the skin you’re in.
Being androgynous is not a sin.
Please enjoy. Comments are always welcome.

#transfluid #femboy #mtftransition #femboycosplay #maletofemale #crossdresserslut #crossdressermodel #crossdressing #crossdresser #femboylegs #femboyheaven #transworld #justcrossdressers #transpinupgirl #Androgyny #femmeworld #pridemonth

A MaleToFemale (MTF) Photographic Studio Visual.
Becoming Femme and Feminizing as my alter ego model Valentina Valentine.
Hair & Make-Up ready.
Love the skin you’re in.
Being androgynous is not a sin.
Please enjoy. Comments are always welcome.

#transfluid #femboy #mtftransition #femboycosplay #maletofemale #crossdresserslut #crossdressermodel #crossdressing #crossdresser #femboylegs #femboyheaven #transworld #justcrossdressers #transpinupgirl #Androgyny #femmeworld #pridemonth

Love this colour dress.....

A MaleToFemale (MTF) Photographic Studio Visual.
Becoming Femme and Feminizing as my alter ego model Valentina Valentine.
Hair & Make-Up ready.
Love the skin you’re in.
Being androgynous is not a sin.
Please enjoy. Comments are always welcome.

#transfluid #femboy #mtftransition #femboycosplay #maletofemale #crossdresserslut #crossdressermodel #crossdressing #crossdresser #femboylegs #femboyheaven #transworld #justcrossdressers #transpinupgirl #Androgyny #femmeworld #pridemonth

A MaleToFemale (MTF) Photographic Studio Visual.
Becoming Femme and Feminizing as my alter ego model Valentina Valentine.
Hair & Make-Up ready.
Love the skin you’re in.
Being androgynous is not a sin.
Please enjoy. Comments are always welcome.

#transfluid #femboy #mtftransition #femboycosplay #maletofemale #crossdresserslut #crossdressermodel #crossdressing #crossdresser #femboylegs #femboyheaven #transworld #justcrossdressers #transpinupgirl #Androgyny #femmeworld #pridemonth

I decided to play around with AI. I asked it to give me a nice body and bring one of my photos to life. What can I say... it worked great. I'd love to look like this in real life. But I understand that someone meeting someone might be disappointed by the discrepancy between what they see here and what they'd see in person. So, I'm getting by without AI, just as I am, with my not-so-great figure, aging face, and amateur makeup. Think of it as a bit of fun. A joke. I definitely won't abuse it.

Very sexy panty chat and play xxx

About last night . . .
A MaleToFemale (MTF) Photographic Studio Visual.
Becoming Femme and Feminizing as my alter ego model Valentina Valentine.
Hair & Make-Up ready.
Love the skin you’re in.
Being androgynous is not a sin.
Please enjoy. Comments are always welcome.

#transfluid #femboy #mtftransition #femboycosplay #maletofemale #crossdresserslut #crossdressermodel #crossdressing #crossdresser #femboylegs #femboyheaven #transworld #justcrossdressers #transpinupgirl #Androgyny #femmeworld #pridemonth

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Feeling playful mmmm

Having a play in bed turned on

How would you sit !
Get to see me in the full without all the bitching of why we as models do this for a living.
Everyone spends more on beer then what it costs for a month on my onlyfans.

A MaleToFemale (MTF) Photographic Studio Visual.
Becoming Femme and Feminizing as my alter ego model Valentina Valentine.
Hair & Make-Up ready.
Love the skin you’re in.
Being androgynous is not a sin.
Please enjoy. Comments are always welcome.

#transfluid #femboy #mtftransition #femboycosplay #maletofemale #crossdresserslut #crossdressermodel #crossdressing #crossdresser #femboylegs #femboyheaven #transworld #justcrossdressers #transpinupgirl #Androgyny #femmeworld #pridemonth

He was very Nervous

It's perfectly normal to be very nervous when you have invited someone you don't know round to your house to do things that your wife does not know about.
Anyone would be nervous, I would be worried if your weren't, not just the fact you may not have done anything like this before but also you may not have done anything behind your wife's back before either, but let me say this, you will only be nervous for a few minutes after I start and you will soon forget about nerves and just really enjoy the moment..
Just remember anything I do will always stay between me and you, your Wife or Partner will no nothing...
I will leave No Mess or Waste, I will Swallow all the evidence... (This is NOT optional)
So you have invited me over after we had fully chatted about whet I wanted and what you need to do....
Just a reminder to the readers, this is what I expect from you.
Smooth and Shaved Co ck and Sacks (minimum).
Prefer Full Co ck Head Showing.
You must be prepared to wear Tights Stockings or Holdups... (I can Supply these)
That's it, not much to ask, and it would be well worth it for both of us....
So you have put on a pair of my Holdups and sat yourself down like I am in the picture, Nervously you spread your legs, you co ck small and limp because of Nerves..
I grab a cushion off the sofa and put it on the floor between your legs and kneel in front of you, I lean forward and cup your sacks and co ck in my mouth fully, playing with your co ck with my tongue, your co ck starts to harden, so I play even more with my tongue, eventually your co ck reaches the back of my throat so I drop onto your co ck, sliding up and down your shaft, feeling it get harder and harder, your nerves almost gone now, leaving just guilt because of your wife ..
I slide up and down your hard co ck, now about 6" the same as my own, I put my lips just behind your co ck head, and suck the loose skin back 2" or so nice and fast, never letting your co ck out of my mouth.
Up and down, you start moving down the chair as if getting closer to me as the throbbing starts and the moaning begins, you want to grab my head which is fine, you want to use me as your Fu ck toy, which you will, but this time it was too much too quick and you moan loudly as you shoot your load into my mouth, I swallow it down but you treat me to a second helping filling my mouth again, I happily swallow again, I keep sucking your shaft untill every drop had gone and your Clean and No Mess....
As always I offer to stay for another helping if you want, but guilt has built up so I leave...
But over time you accept my terms and use me as your toy, now often staying for Three helpings before you are fully satisfied..
If you are local to Derby and want me to visit on the above terms...Please get in touch soon xx
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Don't look on me...
Too late
To understand
All words
All tries are
Just pretend
Just lie
To catch me
To agree
For little play
Without Love
Please
Play...
Without me...
There is just nothing
Nothing
Left
But body
My heart
Is silent
Long ago
I am existing
Long forgotten.
What for
Youre trying
Make me feel
Like girl?
Like stupid girl again...

Don't look on me
Don't hope
It's
Too late
Your opened
Not to Soul
Gate.
You wanted
Just my body
Lying words
You made me empty
With first shot
You thought
Orgasm will
Change my World...
My World of Solitude
In bed...
Too late
Alas
Gate closed me
No Hope to amend...

Had quite a nice day today. Got the chance to dress In some clothes I like and go into the garden...my goodness it felt so good to feel the breeze playing with my hair and dress... it's made me hungry for more lolol luv you all you absolutely beautiful people and my friends.

Hi everyone. I don't do much these days. Busy life. Once in a while have myself me time playing dress up. keep my feminine self happy before she throws emotional tantrums . So I did last Sunday.

Lovely hands, playing legs, and panties and bottoms-a dampening outlook for me

The morning began with a question that, on the face of it, was utterly trivial.

I stood in my bedroom, a sixty five year old widower who had long ago discovered that life could become surprisingly interesting when you stopped worrying quite so much about what other people thought. Across the bed lay two nightgowns.

One was pink, soft and playful. The other was black satin elegant, glossy and just a little dramatic. Beside them were the headscarves that completed each outfit.

eBay had informed me that the postman was due that morning with my latest purchase.

Normally, that wouldn't have required a second thought. I would have thrown on whatever clothes were nearest, opened the door, collected the post and carried on with my day.

But I am a crossdresser, and over the years I had learned that choosing what to wear could sometimes be part of the pleasure itself. Since becoming widowed, those little private rituals had become even more important to me. There was nobody to impress and nobody to answer to. My clothes were simply one of the ways I expressed myself.

That morning, however, I couldn't decide.

So I asked Grok a rather more important question than it probably deserved.

Should I wear the black satin nightgown and headscarf to greet the postman, or should I wear the pink?

The answer came back quickly.

Black.

Grok's reasoning was surprisingly convincing. Black satin, it suggested, looked intentional and put together. Pink was softer and perhaps a little more playful, whereas the black gave the impression that I had actually chosen my outfit rather than simply wandered downstairs half asleep.

The satin would catch the morning light, while the headscarf would bring everything together.

I stared at the black nightgown.

"Well," I said aloud, "apparently we're going for elegant this morning."

I slipped it on.

The satin settled against me with that familiar coolness I loved, and I carefully tied the headscarf around my hair. Then I stood in front of the mirror.

Grok had a point.

There was something wonderfully satisfying about the combination. I didn't look as though I had spent hours getting ready, but neither did I look as though I had forgotten that the outside world existed.

I smiled at my reflection.

"Sixty five," I murmured. "Widowed, retired from worrying about everybody else's opinions, and apparently dressed in black satin to answer the front door."

I laughed to myself.

Then I went downstairs and prepared a pot of tea.

There was something faintly ridiculous about the situation. Here I was, dressed in a glossy black satin nightgown and headscarf, standing in my kitchen listening for the sound of a postal van.

Eventually, I heard it.

The familiar rumble outside was followed by footsteps approaching the front door.

For one brief moment, I wondered whether I'd made the wrong decision.

Perhaps pink would have been less conspicuous.

Perhaps black satin was a little too theatrical for an encounter that would probably last fifteen seconds.

Then came the knock.

I took a breath.

"Normal morning energy," I reminded myself.

I opened the door.

"Morning," the postman said.

"Morning."

He handed me the letters.

"Thanks."

"No problem. Have a good day."

"You too."

And that was it.

The door closed.

I stood there for a moment, looking down at the envelopes in my hand.

The great sartorial crisis was over.

Nobody had fainted. Nobody had called the fashion police. The earth had continued turning.

I burst out laughing.

All that deliberation over black versus pink, and the entire encounter had lasted barely half a minute.

But perhaps that was precisely the point.

At sixty five, after losing my wife and finding myself living a life that was quieter and more private than the one I had once imagined, I had come to appreciate the little decisions.

Sometimes they mattered precisely because they were mine to make.

There was no great occasion. No audience. No requirement that I dress one way rather than another. I wasn't trying to make a statement to anyone.

I simply wanted to wear the black satin.

So I did.

I carried my tea into the sitting room, still smiling.

My late wife had always known that there was a slightly eccentric streak in me. She had seen sides of me that I had once been afraid to show the rest of the world. Since her death, learning to live honestly with myself had become one of the unexpected journeys of widowhood.

Being a crossdresser wasn't something I needed to apologise for.

It was simply part of me.

And on that quiet morning, standing in my sitting room with my tea, my letters and the soft rustle of satin whenever I moved, I felt strangely content.

"Grok," I thought, smiling to myself, "you were right."

The black had been the stronger choice.

And, for once, I was quite happy to take the advice of an artificial intelligence on matters of morning fashion.

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Pre-release, rather good tune

Hi, does anyone want to play with Sophie, im very obedient and know my place

Morning guys and gals lovely day at the beach yesterday relaxing, all work today though, out and about, nip to the office and play catch up, then off to check out a venue for an upcoming event any plans??

I know not been on for a few weeks, but site seems to be playing up, can't open anything, couldn't leave main page without going off. Is it just me or everyone? TIA x

At 4am I was in garage playing dress up while everyone was asleep, peeking to see if any lights are on downstairs, don't wanna get busted again

Morning everyone Happy friday the wkend is here, no work for me, its all play this wkend, my 30th birthday on mon, so we starting now some retail therapy first

Just another early morning in my babydoll, some chats, some role play, just having fun x hope everyone is good

Feeling sexy cum play.

Happy sunday all. I'm looking for a playmate this evening if you fancy the taking advantage of me x

Morning all think the gremlins are playing havoc with my internet connections today.
Xx

Good evening … anyone want to play

Anyone near Derby/Nottingham Read Below.

John private messaged me saying that he may be able to help me with my ongoing training, trying not to get too excited with all the failed offers that come up.
I replied saying what did you have in mind, he said we'll I'm going to be honest, my wife is not interested in anything sex related anymore and my co ck is what you are looking for except I'm hairy at the moment, I said well how are you going to get around that, he said they don't see each other nude anymore either so he should be ok, he went on to say his wife worked Tuesdays to Thursday 12 lunch till 8pm... Well I don't usually ask but I said when he was smooth to send a picture... I thaught that would be the last of it but actually a few days later I got a 7" smooth Full Head Showing co ck pic, I could tell he had a bit of a belly but that co ck was very nice...
I tried not to say too much except that I was interested, he went on to say he would use his wife's Tights... I was glad he remembered... We went through all the usual Cleanliness Discretion and Deceases bit ...
I organised to pop round from work on the Tuesday and headed for Hucknall near Nottingham.. I arrived at his address at about 2:30.. He was much bigger than I expected, tall and slightly overweight but not too bad, we had a good chat about everything again..
I asked him what he wanted exactly, He said he just wanted to offer his co ck for me to train with, I was happy with his proposal and said yes...He went off to change...
A few minutes later he came back in his Robe and clearly wearing Tights, he stood next to me, so I opened his robe to take a look, his co ck was still behind the nylon and not through the small hole so I said to him to pull his co ck and Sacks through for me, which he did.
His co ck about 5" Soft and medium size sacks, squeezed through the small hole in the tights, I adjusted his sacks a little so it was more comfortable.. He liked that straight away.
I asked him where he wanted to sit or lie, he said he had thaught about that and because he was nervous he said he would rather not watch and he asked if I minded him closing his eyes. No of course not that very understandable, I said my preferred spot was on the edge of the arm chair with you holding your legs spread with your knees although you may be there some time depending how long you last, he said ok will will try that.
I was trying to hide my excitement at this point, he got down on the Arm Chair right on the edge, grabbed each knee sat back and spread his legs, he closed his eyes leaving me with his co ck for my entire selfish enjoyment, I could not believe how lucky I was..
I got down on the floor and raised his shaft with my right hand and slid the head into my mouth, wetting it fully, then wetting the shaft fully, he was hard already, I started by placing my lips just behind his co ck head and sucking up and down only about 2" maximum but fairly quick, at the same time playing with his hole with my tongue, as I like to make sure to fully enjoy the pre cum that dribbles out..
His co ck was solid and now a wonderful 7" Ish, I was so so excited.. I continue sliding my head up and down his shaft, every now and then taking all of it in then going back to a couple of inches again, I occasionally sucked on his smooth balls, one at a time, then back to my feeding stick... After 10 minutes I switched to using my hand to wa nk his co ck, but always keeping it in my mouth as I'm not wasting one drop of my feed, I was amazed how long he lasted, about another 10 minutes, when eventually I noticed he had the odd shallow moan, and the odd throb coming from his shaft... I switched back to short sucks behind his co ck head, hard and fast, I could tell he was getting close, he sat up suddenly when my mouth was filled fully with his beautiful cum, I swallowed it down, full again, I swallowed again OMG full again, I swallowed a third time, Incredible... I got every last drop, and eventually he started to droop again...
I was a little over excited and straight away asked wether he wanted me to stay for more or to go...
He looked shocked, you want to have more, Yes please I said, he seemed shocked and said yes of course, we waited about an hour before I managed to get him hard again, eventually getting my second helping...
Sadly I had no time for anymore as I needed to fetch my wife....
I was already looking forward to tomorrows visit..

If you can help please please get in touch...
All you need is a Smooth Co ck and Balls, Full Head Showing and willing to wear Tights...
Oh and I MUST be aloud to Swallow.....

Some sexy chat and xxx play xxx

Intimate sexy panty chat and play xxx