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Crossdressers With Cameras-Expose Yourself

Thursday, January 1st, 2015

I hope that everyone had a great holiday and got wonderful gifts. One of the most popular gifts this year is the same as last year, and the year before that, and the year before that-a new camera.

As an avid (obsessive) photographer myself I’d like to share a couple of things I’ve learned the hard way, things I still do again and again and again.

First of all, the subject is one of the most important parts of a good photo. If you can find a professional model to dress up in all kinds of cute outfits you can concentrate on understanding your camera. But even those with access to a model find that they are not dolls to play with, they get tired, jumpy, and bitchy after you insist that they reapply their lipstick a hundred times. What can you do?

You sweetheart, can be your own model. Yes, it may be uncomfortable for you to stretch yourself into a tight corset, find the perfect panties to go with your stockings and garter belt, try on countless blouses, skirts and dresses, and go through 50 shades of eyeshadow, but an artist has to sacrifice for their art.

So you decide to dress up and take some photos of yourself with your new camera, how hard can it be?

The level of your success is in direct proportion to your level of perfectionism. That being said, you still want sharp, well lit photos to show your friends and the girls at work, so here are a couple of tips I’ve learned by taking and deleting thousands of photos that were probably worth keeping.

I’m using two photos of the lovely Alena to demonstrate what you might go through with a new camera you’re unfamiliar with.

Tip 1: Be aware of everything in the frame. It may be hard to notice the little distractions until you view your photos on a large computer screen. Fix them and take more.

Classic Couch Pose

Classic Couch Pose

This is the classic couch pose and for the most part is very, very good. But the stocking sticking out of the couch cushion and what is probably his jeans hanging over the door takes the attention away from the pretty guy with the large breasts.

Your photos do not have to be perfect. I chose these two because I want to give you inspiration as well as show you some great images. Alena is from Minsk in the Republic of Belarus. From what I’ve been told the men there take everything very seriously, from crossdressing to makeup. Your results may vary.

Tip 2: Experiment. Open the windows and sit on the kitchen table. Cross your legs one way, then try the other way. Wear heels, don’t wear heels. Order a pizza and see if the delivery guy will pose with you.

I once read that if you get one photo you feel is a keeper out of a hundred, you should consider that a success. But that photographer did not dress up as a girl when he was home alone (as far as I know).

Kitchen Confidential

Kitchen Confidential

He’s a Backdoor Man

Tuesday, January 29th, 2013

Have you read any good books lately? Something stimulating that actually made you feel special? Those books can be very hard to find, much like your G-spot.

What exactly is a G-spot you may ask? A guy’s G-Spot, also known as the P-Spot, is his prostate gland. That’s the gland responsible for producing the majority of his seminal fluid, and it’s also one of his most sensitive erogenous zones.

Sounds complicated doesn’t it? Maybe you need a book.

TA DA!

Book Smart: The Other Door

Book Smart: The Other Door

OK great, so now you have a book, butt wait….there’s more. Inside this very special book is everything you need to put your new knowledge to practical use.

This is not your average book though, it comes with training beads, a soft and pliable butt-plug (not too big and not too small), a set of anal beads, and even a packet of water-based lube.

The Other Door anal starter kit

The Other Door anal starter kit

Butt wait….there’s more. This is impressive; the book is actually the stash! It looks like a normal book, but it has a magnetic clasp and holds everything neatly and out of sight until you’re ready to learn and explore.

Ain’t technology wonderful?

Ain’t technology wonderful?

Now I’d like to leave you with a final thought. Lets say you’re holding your new book  and a friend comes up and asks what you’re reading. DON’T PANIC!

You don’t have to give a detailed explanation like: “Oh its a book about fucking myself and it has a dildo and lube inside.” Of course you can say that if you want to, but then shes going to want to see you in action.

Its just a book-you’re just reading a book. It may be the best book you’ve ever read, it may open up doors that you’ve been afraid to open, and it may give you hours and hours of pleasure, but feel free to keep it to yourself.

You can say something like: “Oh its a novel about doors, a very boring architectural history thing actually.”

Or you can be somewhat less creative and say something like: “NOTHING! ITS NOTHING! ITS NOT EVEN A BOOK, I MEAN, IT IS A BOOK. ITS A TERRIBLE BOOK. LEAVE ME ALONE!”

If that sounds like something you might say you need to learn to relax. Relaxation is a very big part of this.

Remember boys-Learning is FUNdamental.

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Role Reversal

Friday, March 12th, 2010

Sometimes its good to look at things from a different perspective. Lets take a hypothetical conversation between a man and his wife. Donna, a 35 year old housewife has a fantasy about dressing up as a man, and tries to explain it to her husband John. They are both lying in bed on Sunday morning reading the newspapers.

D: “Speaking of role reversal, sometimes I think about dressing up in your clothes.”

J: “What, Who was talking about that?”

D: “Well, now that you’ve brought it up, I’d like to try it later today.

J: “You mean like role-play? Because I’m not wearing your clothes.”

D: No silly, I want to dress up as a man, and pretend to be a guy. I’ll walk and talk like one, and then you can fuck me from behind.”

J: “You’re kidding right? When did you get this idea?”

D: “About 20 years ago. I’ve wanted to do this for a long time, but I was afraid of telling you.”

J: OK nut job, tell me your whole twisted, I mean creative fantasy.”

D: “Alright, here it is in a nutshell.

I come out of the shower and you start bitching at me for not being sexy. You tell me that maybe I want to be a man, the way I stopped wearing makeup and doing my nails and stuff. I stutter and say: No John, anything but that! You insist that’s what I need, and go to your dresser and pull out a pair of your cotton briefs. I stutter and say: OK, maybe just this once.

You notice how excited I’m getting and you have me sit on the bed, then you pull out a t-shirt, white sweat socks, and a pair of your jeans. You throw them at me and say: PUT THESE ON NOW!

While I’m getting dressed you get your dirty work boots and a cap, and tell me to put these on as well. Once I’m all dressed you drag me into the bathroom in front of the mirror. LOOK AT YOURSELF! you say, and you hand me your aftershave to put on my face. NOW THAT YOU SMELL LIKE A MAN- I WANT YOU TO ACT LIKE ONE you scream!”

J: “You really seem to have put some thought into this Donna. So this is actually a turn on for you?”

D: Oh GOD Yes! And I want you to call me Don. Maybe we can take a ride to Home Depot. Buy some tools or something. What do you think?”

J: “When do I get to fuck you from behind?”

D: “Right after you spank me for being a bad boy.”

J: “Let do it tomorrow. I have a headache. This seems very complicated, are you going to write all this down for me or what?”

D: “Sure I can do that. Oh and one more thing. You have to say: You’re such a bad boy over and over while you’re spanking me, OK?

J: Yea, whatever. This is really weird Donna, lets not make this a weekly thing.

D: No honey, just this once, I promise….

The Reluctant Sissy

Sunday, February 28th, 2010

I’ve been spending some time with a new friend since I bought my bike, and he’s really helping me. He’s a long time motorcycle owner, and has been nice enough to answer all my questions and explain the basics of maintenance, riding, and even modifications (which I have no intention of doing myself). Last night while in the garage he came right out and asked me if I could give him a makeover!

I looked at him and smiled, and said “OK.”
I guess he didn’t hear me or something so he said; “If you could do this for me I’ll buy you the center stand you want and put it on for you.”

“You don’t have to buy me anything, let’s go inside.”

“You mean, now?”

“Sure now is good.”

“Are you sure, I mean, I, now might not be a good time.”

“OK, lets go inside and discuss it, I’m getting cold.”

He followed me inside and I led him into my spare room. He looked like he was going to faint.

“Do you want to wear something pretty?”

“What? Like what?”

“I don’t know, a dress, or a blouse and skirt?”

“Oh my God”

“Whats the matter?”

“WHATS THE MATTER? WHATS THE MATTER?”

“Yes whats the matter?”

“I can’t do this Teresa, I’m sorry I bothered you.”

“Its no bother, whenever you’re ready you just let me know, OK? We can even take some pictures, would you like that?”

“Oh my God”

“What?”

“I’ve wanted to do this for so long, and, I’m terrified!”

“Of what? No one is going to see you.”

“But I, I, I get, uh, sexually excited by this.”

“Great, we’ll have a ball!”

“But its crazy, look at me. Isn’t it crazy?”

“Listen, I’m not going to play psychologist with you, if you want to dress up as a girl I’ll be happy to help you. You can wear a dress, or a cute nightgown, or maybe just a bra and a pretty top. Then I’ll do your makeup. A little mascara, eyeliner, eye shadow, blush, lipstick, and you can choose a wig. I’ll help you pose, maybe give you some props, and we can take some great pictures.”

“Ohhhhhhhh”

“Are you alright, you look like you’re gonna pass out?”

“I have to go, I’ll order you the center stand.”

“Forget about that, if and when you change your mind just let me know. You’ve really been great teaching me all those things. I can certainly do you a little favor.”

He couldn’t get out of there fast enough it seemed. He actually tripped over the last step and crashed into the door.
“Are you OK?

“Sorry, I have to go, bye. Thanks”

“You’re welcome- take care.”

He sped off like a race car driver and left me scratching my head. Oh well I decided, if he changes his mind and asks me to slap him silly and call him Sally, I’ll let him buy me that stand after all.