I have been dressing femme since I was 17. I became curious earlier on mostly through rooting through my sisters draws and stealing their VS catalogs. It’s great having older sisters (Melissa and Lisa) until they return from college to catch you wearing their new teddies, panties and other assorted lingerie. What an afternoon that was.
Then you become the little sister they have always wanted. The really wanted to shave my legs, and all my other body parts, doing my makeup and then dressing me up in frilly female attire … my first lacy garter belt and stocking set “hooked” me for life.
Throughout college and into my early twenties had me torn … I wanted to be a male but I loved my feminine side and all my female clothes. There was more and more temptation with being femme that kicked in more often. I really loved that side of me more than the vanilla male side. I wore lingerie – of all types -- under my male clothes never wanting to be caught but always hoping that certain someone would. I toyed with my bisexual side as I truly enjoyed and still do both cock and pussy.
That certain someone did … my first real love Vicki or Victoria as she wanted to be called when we were together. Jennie as I was called then emerged more often and soon we were running in the BDSM lifestyle. I never had to a ‘forced femme’ but we sometimes played along. I never enjoyed the pain side, but I was right there when it came to blindfolds, leashes, cuffs and other restraints. Private humiliation evolved into more public displays.
Victoria and I were moving farther apart. She loved the dominant role but also enjoyed being submissive to men. Since my role with her was becoming almost 100% jennie at home in the evenings, bedroom and weekends, I wasn’t fulfilling all of her needs.
Then I met Ashley … my now ex ...serving as jennie. Our roles meshed perfectly and Nicole was born. My male side was soon to be over as I knew it. Puff it was gone.
It was nine years of servitude, (five married) learning the art of being a woman in bed and out. Ashley taught me a great deal. We did split … for many of the right reasons as it was time for Nikki to emerge full time.
It was nine years of servitude, (five married) learning the art of being a woman in bed and out. Ashley taught me a great deal. We did split … for many of the right reasons as it was time for Nikki to emerge full time.
And she did… my body was transformed (implants) although I will remain non op. My playful side is Nikkij and here I am.
I love Dominant Men and Women all for different reasons. I understand the power exchange but I do have my limits… so I am more submissive as a slave role would never work for me. I love the exchange between other tgirls as tgirls do know how to love each other. We have the same interests so I can serve either way – as a girl friend or as their submissive. I normally don’t dominant another tgirl.
My switch role comes into play with submissive men who do not understand the role of a tgirl. I love to play with the boys who think they are st8 but love the idea of being with a tgirl… thinking that a tgirl on their lil’ pecker keeps them away from the b word. They become addicted to their desires of thinking BDSM is all about sex. They become very vulnerable.
My moods change – so some days I don’t know whether Jennifer, or Nicole, or jennie or nico or Nikkij will be pulling her big girl panties up her legs. I can tell you this I am now having the time of my life.
Thank you Nikki, what a great posting. Ive wondered about some of your back story, so it was nice read about that.
ReplyDeletePlease keep up with all your wonderful blogs, they are fun, inspirational, erotic, and so well done.
Huge fan,
Kc
Thanks KC .. keep cumming back!
ReplyDeletethanks for the background. Love your blogs, please keep it up. you are an inspiration for a sissy like myself
ReplyDeleteregina .. keep the candle burning!
ReplyDeleteThank you for sharing your story. I really enjoy reading your blog everyday.
ReplyDeletethank you sasha!
ReplyDeleteNikki - thank you for sharing this. I have wondered and imagined how you might have found yourself as Nikki. I think, had I been younger and more courageous I might have found Sandra a lot sooner and been a lot happier along the way. Now I just have to find a way to get to MD.
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thank you Sandra
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