Porn shop meeting

Some weeks ago we met again, this time for a lunch break, in a centrally located porn shop. It's one one those places with a cruising area, full of dark gloryholed booths with porn running. Gay cinema could be another euphemism. You know, right?

We met in the next street over, walked chatting to the place. I asked her at a semi-low voice but not whispering, in the middle of the streets if her thong was feeling tight. Oh yes it was and you could see the shock of me asking that in public, in a way that someone could have overheard!

I'd been in that place once before, some years ago, and for some reason I wasn't feeling shy or anything. My date was much more nervous. I guess all she could think of was how everyone knew what we were going to do in that place. Duh. That's what the place was there for!

We entered through the turnstiles, the place was damn dark and there were a couple of dudes walking around. The two of us looked around, then I decided that one of the wanking booths was ours and pushed her in, went in after and locked the door behind us. I pushed her against the door and thrust my tongue into her throat and groped madly.

The screen was showing us some gay porn, I flicked to a shemale channel. Not that we had time or interest in watching porn there, but having some proper stuff on just in case eyes wandered that way was good. We both only had our lace thongs under our male disguises, which wasn't too bad considering the confined dark space. In my pocked I had my cockrings and a pair of condoms, just in case.

I made her watch me put my cockrings on, she was obedient and just squirmed lustily and struggled against her desire to suck my hard cock. Good girl did as I told her to, so as a reward I spat in her mouth for extra lubrication and allowed her to start her worship.

 

Of course I didn't want to cum yet so I told her to get up and bend down a bit. I let her hear how I spat on the tip of my dick and rubbed it against her boipussy's lips.. She was moaning and squirming. While I was poking her with my hard cock I gave her a quick and determined reacharound. Feeling her tiny clit twitch when she reached climax was pretty damn hot. Some of her cum leaked on my fingers so I had her clean them up for me while still teasing her pussy lips from behind. That tiny locker just wasn't the place where I wanted to mount her properly for the first time, so I just teased her a bit and then had her suck again.

I didn't last long and came in her mouth. She swallowed every single drop and kept sucking longer than I could stand. Mmmmmm.

Based on a quick and not really a thorough walkaround the place wasn't good for much more than a quick blowjob. At least we didn't feel like that tiny closet would've been enough for a nice afternoon ride or doggy-style fucking. We could be wrong, though, and might visit again for a lunch break or an afternoon coffee. Or we'll check the competitor just down the street, as they, too, have a cruising area attached to a much larger porn store.

disclaimer: none of these photos are mine or of us 😄

Secret sissy slave lover

I've got two dates with a very submissive sissygirl now, in the real world. We've chatted online for ages and had a good number of video calls with heads hidden. This year I finally got enough of just talking about meeting in person and started working on it, checking places for the meeting and things like that.

Time was the biggest problem as all this had to be done without getting caught. The gay cafes in Helsinki open way late or are located in areas where I know too many people for comfort.

First date

Our agreement was that this first meeting was going to be a chaste one, no shenanigans. I still wore my black thong and I sent a quick pic before I left. Walking to the metro wasn't anything, I felt nice and happy. In the metro, as the station came closer, I noticed being more and more scared but still left on the actual stop and walked to where we had agreed to meet. All this time we sent messages, I didn't know about her but for me it was a way to make sure I didn't panic out 😅

I was early so I had the time to walk around and even check out the bathrooms, just in case.

We met, went to the quietest area for a calm walk because all the cafes were packed full at that early afternoon hour. Instead of sitting in the middle of people we walked around, chatted. After a while she asked if I wanted to go a bit further and my question was how much further are you thinking about? A kiss, she repied.

We exchanged some passionate french kisses in a barely hidden place. I was so hard and asked if she wanted to see. Of course she did. So I opened my pants up to show my bulging thong and, well, my cock escaped and slapped her face. With a permission she sucked a bit, quickly, but I didn't want to cum in her mouth in such a dangerous place so I had to stop it... getting caught really wasn't in my plans.

So that was the first, "chaste coffee date with no shenanigans". No coffee, but a good nice chat, french kissing, spitting in her mouth, a bit of cocksucking, and tit-teasing. Not bad at all! Afterwards I still pretty fucking horny because I didn't get a release.

Second date

A stroke of luck came along pretty soon after the date, and I had a few easy days coming. I let her know and we started planning a hotel hookup in lingerie. Finding a suitable date for the both of us was a bit more complicated than expected but that's adult life for you. We met in the centre of Helsinki in the early afternoon and proceeded to the hotel.

We managed to behave in the lift, and obviously in the security camera -riddled corridors, until we got into the room. Immediately after closing the door behind us I pushed her into the door and kissed long and deep. She was almost in a trance, submissive as fuck. More french kissing and groping. Then we undressed and I shoved my hard, shaved cock bulging my white lace thong. I loved to see the cocklust in her eyes. While she was dressing up as my whore in black lace, I took a quick shower, and then put on my red-black chemise and black lace thong and my new red tattoo choker.

I felt sexy as fuck and I was horny as fuck. You can imagine, I bet.

We kissed, groped, I spanked her and teased her tiny tits, she's heavily into that. I made her rub her tiny, hard, leaky clit against my boipussy but didn't make her fuck me this time. Instead I had her eat my ass, it was a peculiar sensation. Not sure if I'd tell her to do it again or not.

Some 69 was enjoyed as well, of course, and when I felt I couldn't take any more I told her to kneel in front of me and suck me properly. That she did, dear readers, that she did. Not a single drop of cum was wasted. I was drained.

Afterwards we played a bit with positions, me moving her around as I pleased, as if she was just a fucktoy - which is exactly what she is. There wasn't going to be any fucking that day anymore, but she was getting more and more hot about getting railed even though she's afraid of my cock fitting inside her.

I have been in control of her orgasms this year and I felt magnaminous and I stroked her clitty and slapped her nutsack until she shot her load on her face and chest. Of course I had her eat her cum so none was wasted.

A part of this experience for her was that I made her a whore, so I packed my chemise away, pulled my boy clothes on (kept the lace-trimmed black thong on because I love thongs), dropped 50€ on the table for her services and left. She was my sissy whore now.

Next date

We've been talking about the next hotel session again. Setting it up is much more difficult in the normal schedule, so we have been thinking about a morning fuck instead of an afternoon. Yeah, she's been begging me to fuck her. Thinking of my cock entering her boipussy both scares and arouses her.

Truth be told, anal hasn't been that much of a thing for me, I'm heavily an oral girl myself. But if fucking her is a big thing, I'll do it. I also did cum riding a cock once, so I can't say I'm all against taking cock myself. But it wasn't that special somehow, anyway. We both have agreed on that and would be just happy if our follow-up dates revolved around french kisses, groping, fondling, gentle spanking, 69 and blowjobs. Sounds awesome to me!

This or the next week had been thought about as very possible weeks for the third date, until she got some events making it either difficult or impossible. This week got blocked for me as well at the last moment, so if her next week clears up, then we can still do this. Or we do it a bit later, we've got time.

Google's 2FA may kill my blog

Hi!

It's been painfully long since I've had the chance of dressing up properly. The last time was over two years ago now and I made such a cummy mess on my corset that I had to get rid of it 🙈The next time I had a chance to do anything at all was this Autumn and I bought myself a couple of pairs of lace thongs, black and white. Red is something that is almost impossible to find in a store, or a store I could get to conveniently and in secret.

Being a closeted crossdresser during this neverending "work from home" mode is not good for my fun times. I definitely don't want to get caught.

MFA

So, the title that I didn't even refer to yet. Should Google enforce the 2FA on me and my accounts, I may end up being completely and totally locked out of Johanna's emails and therefore, this blog. And if shit really hits the fan, any of the services I have used may lock me out if they ever decide they want me to confirm any logging in - or changing passwords - by emailed codes.

So, if I disappear, I will not have disappeared for real but forced to recreate some identities online. Which, in this supposedly anonymous CD life of mine means no one will know me because of the tightly compartmentalized online life I've led 🙈

Postponement

I was talking with a gurl somewhat Northward from here. I mean, I've talked with her for ages, but this time we were talking. We were planning to meet in a hotel she was to stay a night during her work trip. As we talked our meeting was to be the next week's Tuesday or Wednesday - before dawn

That timing sounds sick because it is sick, but sometimes you have to sacrifice things to get other things. Here I'd gone with my lingerie, we'd played some, gone our separate ways and talked much more afterward. Convenience, you know.

But then came this stupid isolation and I was sent to do remote work and all her work traveling was also cancelled just a day or two later. At the last fucking minute, almost. Complaining about it took me a few weeks of suffering..

My desire was and is to worship her clit. Hers to get fucked. I believe we could've gotten these covered in that quick early-morning meeting of sissies. It wouldn't be the perfect, lingerieful one but much better than nothing <3

My slutty red set has been wonderful

<3 Redness <3

My only issue with the set I ordered so long ago now, was the stockings were short - or my legs half a meter too long - and did not attach at all to the corset. So I bought a pair of red thigh-high fishnets instead. Gorgeous things!

I haven't gotten quite as much of mileage out of this set and my toys as I'd love to but that's a closeted sissy's life for you :(

So I ordered some lingerie

Lingerie

I love buying my lingerie in person. Only once I've gone to an actual clothes shop and bought two pairs of g-strings, one pair still remains in use, the other got so cummy that I had to throw it away... Another time I ordered from a Finnish sex shop online, because they had a lovely selection, even though I couldn't be perfectly sure of the fit.

All the other times I've gone to a porn shop, wandered around in evergrowing lust, which is, as we all know, incredibly dangerous to your bank balance! Funnily enough the porn shops in the centre of Helsinki are few in numbers and even worse in their lingerie selection as far as my very personal taste is concerned.

That forced me to try something else out. Something that had a potential of incredible variety of selection, with a varying set of attributes I could filter stuff out, like "colour" and "size: XL" as I'm not a small girl, especially in women's sizes XD I guess you all know where I went - Amazon. The sheer amount of redness made my head spin and I had the typical problem: so much that I wanted, so little I could safely hide. Instead of maxing out my credit card I opted for a single set of hotness.

My loot

Red corset with garter belt and a thong and thigh-high socks. Simply amazing! I just cannot make it look as sexy as this blonde model here... but that's all right by me, I'm not doing this for anyone else's pleasure but my own. Though I am dying to show it off to some fellow sissies...

The thought of taking off my outer layer of stupid, useless male clothing, revealing Johanna underneath, is just so hot that I get an instant hard-on. Right now I just don't have anyone to show it to live. Or I could, technically, but I'm me so it's not that easy and simple ;)

Girlily chatting and my endless cock craving

Kik

Yeah, I've been using kik for a good while now. A bit over 600 days right now to be more but not too exact. There's a few girls I chat with somewhat often, exchanging pics and clips. My issue is that my lingerie collection is severely limited at the moment, all I have is a single pair of thongs (black). But that's how it is, my intention is to get some proper lingerie even though the time I have for wearing that - not to mention playing in it - is a huuuuuge issue. But not impossible :)

No one's been to be met lately. Either people live fucking far away or there's something else blocking. I know I'm also pretty cautious with this shit, but I... really... want cock again. Girlcock. Wrapped in a thong, with other lingerie. As I've said before, men as men don't interest me at all, I crave transvestites or transsexuals. I want to play with others like me. Foolishly I thought that I'd maybe find someone in Kik but that's not as easy as it sounds, as usual... Just like everywhere else in the internets.

I need cock

I just miss the feeling of a hot, hard shecock on my tongue... on my lips... inside my mouth...

What I'd give to be able to share a shecock with a girlfriend? We'd all be dressed up so sluttily your head'd explode and we'd be all cum-covered in no time <3 Ah, that is what I want and need to do one day.

Another fresh-ish year

Febtober!

It's been a long, long while since I've posted anything fun. As the pic below states, I'd really love to do a threesome but unlike the caption insists, I'd go for two other crossdressers <3 You all know me, so being the middle beam of the Eiffel tower would suit me fine, but first and foremost I would want to be the cocksucker.

One of my awesomest fantasies is to share a shecock with another girl. Imagine the hotness... everyone in their sluttiest, whoriest lingerie, cocks and balls shaved clean, hard as they get. Tongues swirling everywhere. Mmmmmmmmm.... yessssss.....

The neverending autobanning saga goes on but now in Twitter

Hi, dear readers! I guess someone may remember my older rants about google plus bannings and shit of that sort? Well, here's a new case but this time in the tweetybird microblogging service! I just posted a slightly annoyed text post in tumblr, which I just decided to c/p here for your enjoyment.

I'm sorry this isn't a naughty post and it has not a single naughty pic, either. I'll improve on that side soon, I promise to do that :)

Siiiiiiigghhhhhhhh
I was setting up a twitter account earlier today. All I got to do was to post something like “Good morning, everyone” and some other simple thing. Followed a user I wanted to chat with, while doing that clicked “show” on a bunch of their posts that were automagically hidden for being #nsfw. Finally I searched for Bailey Jay, remembering she had an official twitty acct.

Being at work I did something else for a short while, then came back to that tab. What greeted me was a “you have been locked because you act like a bot” or some horseshit like that. All I could do after that was to fill a captcha and give a cell number for verification purposes. Fuck that shit. I hadn’t added a profile pic / background pic that was infringing on anyone’s copyright, as I didn’t get to do that XD

They don’t require a phone number to sign up. So I’m not going to give it now, it’s not something I feel twirper or any other social media company should have, as far as I can have my say - I know I can’t prevent some well-intentioning idiot sharing their phonebooks with everyone they encounter.

So, all in all: two text posts, a follow and five minutes of idling is apparently “automated behaviour” and worth kind of blackmailing for phone numbers - that’s what I liken this “we keep your Social Media thing under locks until you give this fucking important personal piece of information about yourself that you supposedly weren’t going to be asked for” crap as a fucking stupid and weak approach at exhortation. It’d be worse if they did this fuckery after I had actually gotten into the damn shit and maybe even relied on it somehow, being practically unable to let it go. Luckily I don’t actually invest myself into social media so if they start demanding shit I don’t want to give to them, I just tell them to fuck right off :D

Still, it’s fucking annoying. And that’s why I’m complaining here. It’s just as idiotic as Google+ autobanning based on shit it had pulled from another Google/Alphabet service (blogger). Yes, I know, I use NSFW shit in the blog but not in g+ after multiple autoflagging bans. One day they decided that all my google account folders were open and available on G+, and as the blogger folder was full of porn and shit like that, it caused an autoban. Just because they changed something of theirs. And adult content is ok in blogger, anyway, so the inconcistency is incredible.

Fuck these companies and their shit :D If I disappear from Tumblr one day you all know it’s because of something braindead like this - yet again :D

A six-month abscence

Friends!

Anyone who's been in contact with me over the years knows how I'm available. Randomly and at semirandom hours. That's normal, I guess, with work and time spent as my male self. All of us cds have to balance with these things :)

I got a new job last year. One of the biggest and weirdest things is that this new job occasionally takes me to places for short stints. This upcoming stint isn't the first one but it's deffo the longest so far. Six motherfucking months. Abroad.

So what?

So... yeah. I really don't know what. I can't guarantee getting online at all as myself during this period and I won't even try to take my few pieces of lingerie with me for the trip. I'm not sure what the other side offers, if there's even a slight chance of doing anything girly or am I doomed to just be a dude all the time.

I really don't know.
But know this: I miss you, my dear contacts :* And I'll be back more eager to play as Johanna than in ages, for obvious reasons ;)