Thursday, April 30, 2009
Sirius satellite radio is also nice to have in a city that has some pretty awful local radio stations. My favorite channel so far is 22 The 1st Wave. Its all '80's new wave music. The biggest disappointment is Playboy channel 122 (or somewhere around that number). I'd never heard it before, and I'm wasn't sure what to expect. Sure, listening to sweet-voiced playmates talk about sex is great. Its nice to hear women talk very openly, plainly, and graphically about all the aspects of sex as most people don't do so in daily conversation. A few of the women don't have too much upstairs and that makes for a poor DJ. They really have to work on the male talent there, however. I'm not sure who they male DJ's are, but they have a lot to be desired. Their voices are hardly sensual or pleasing. They're more like George Costanza than Will Smith. They play the wise-ass side-kick or "mind in the gutter" roles. How about someone with some intelligence and with a nice voice?
And that's my rant.
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
1. Is there a particular smell that turns you on? If so what is it? Vanilla! Vanilla extract, lotion, frosting, candles, anything that has a strong vanilla smell really gets to me.
3. When you browsing a book store for reading material, do you find yourself checking out a book solely based on the cover design? Sometimes. A really bad cover (i.e., cheesy) is a mark for a bad book.
5. How long do you think could you disappear for until someone would notice your absence and start looking for you? At work, most of the day I think. At home, about 2 minutes.
Wednesday Weirdness #52
1.) What items (if any) do you get embarrassed to purchase? Nothing much anymore. Going shopping for girl clothes used to be, but not anymore.
2.) What sexual position do you and your partner/significant other use most? Missionary. I really like to be on top. Its more fun to have her on top, but I need to be on top to really get off.
6.) How do you feel about anal sex? If using a dildo or vibe on myself counts, then I do like it. I haven't asked her to use a strap-on on me. And I'd have to find a very beautiful TS to take a cock in me.
Wednesday Weirdness #51: Story Time Edition
1.) Tell us how you picked the blog nickname that you write under. Were you considering using a different pseudonym or was the one you wound up with your first pick? I thought about a few different ones. "Jan" is part of my Yahoo ID, but I didn't think it was very memorable. "Sheen" is kind of androgynous, and I do like the character on "Jimmy Neutron". I had to add the "V" as someone else had the name already. "V" is also my middle initial, and is 5 in Roman numerals (my fav number).
2.) Tell us about your worst oral sex experience. She doesn't really like giving head, so I can't say I've had a great oral experience to compare it to. And she doesn't like receiving either, so just when I'm starting to have some fun down there, she pulls me back up. I'm taking volunteers to give me a great experience!
6.) Tell us about the weirdest sexual proposition you've ever been faced with. None yet. Anyone want to propose something?
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
I like the buckle detail.
Monday, April 27, 2009
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Thursday, April 16, 2009
- The tops and bottoms are much more form fitting then men's. Not baggy and loose. I like feel of the trimmer fit.
- Trimmer fit may be less be less chaffing than looser clothes.
- Form-fitting clothes usually have some Lycra that provides more support for the jiggly parts, e.g., belly, thighs, and the twig & berries.
- Trimmer fit does a better job at wicking away sweat.
- More stylish - colors, patterns, and cuts - and more thought is put into the details.
- And reviewing men's options for underwear, I couldn't find anything smaller that a boxer brief. Women have available to them bikini styles that are great to wear under running tights or compression briefs.
- Bun huggers! They fit like a second skin and feel fab!
- Running tights feel wonderful! Even men's tights feel like heavy pantyhose. And you can wear pantyhose under them for another layer of insulation in the winter (I have many times). And support hose provide some massaging of the legs during and after running.
Another, plain. Front:
One more. I like the swoosh of color:
- Form fit shows off the bad jiggly parts, e.g., the 10-pack abs.
- The shoes - since men are usually heavier than women, a woman's shoe may not provide the same support as a men's shoe in the same overall dimension.
- I can't imagine wearing a wig while running would be comfortable. The body looses a lot of heat through the head, and a wig would just trap it and all of the sweat. Better let your hair grow out if you want to be passable.
- And better find some sweat-proof make-up if you're so inclined to wear it.
There's the issue of discretion. Looser shorts & tops and generic colors may not draw much attention to the fact that the clothes are women's, but:
- If you're running a local race in full female mode, its best to be very passable, otherwise you will get a lot of strange looks. And you might hear "Mommy, why's that man wearing a dress?" a lot. By in large the running community is very friendly and supportive, but there's no reason to purposely stick way way out. Keep to places where CDing is much more acceptable (group meetings and other CD-friendly events) (I wonder if there are enough CD runners that there could be an all CD race?). However, there is a guy that does wear a pink leotard, tu-tu and wand to major races every year (there was a short article about him in Runner's World some time ago); and I've seen a guy in a red dress with shoes spray-painted red, too (neither trying to pass). There are some races where many people show up in costumes.
- Better be in top shape if you're brave enough to wear only a sports bra for a top.
- Although I very much adore running skirts/skorts, use good judgement to pull it off in public.
Here's some women's shorts that I like. I like them because they are shorter than most men's shorts. And they are better looking than similar length men's shorts. They could be worn without too much notice.
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
I turn down the next aisle and there are a pair of women also looking at DVDs, one in her twentys and the other maybe in her late fortys. They also notice the sound of my heels and turn to look at me. The older one has a look of scorn on her face, pursed lips and furrowed eyebrows. The younger one opens her mouth as if to say something in surprise and quickly covers her mouth. I pretend not to notice as I look through the rack of DVDs, which just happens to be the fetish section. The older woman picks up DVD after DVD and gives her opinion about it to the other - "Fake boobs on that one.", "Pretty young girl in this one.", "I've seen her in a few other vids, very good actress.", and "That one's not worth that price." As I walk by them she says without glancing up "I really don't think those heels go with those jeans. And try to walk like a lady, please." The younger one this time can't stiffle the "What!" and giggle. I look over and turn ten shades of red as the younger one now is laughing out loud.
I manage my way over to the entrance of the viewing booth area. I walk in and realized that I don't have any singles for a booth. I walk back out to get change from the girl at the counter, hand her a twenty, and ask for change. Without looking up she makes change and says "Here'd ten ones and two fives, ma'am." The other clerk giggles as I walk back to the booths. Several of the doors are closed and I hear the sounds of sex from the monitors as I walk past. I find an open one that looks pretty clean, walk in, and closed the door behind me. The room is about six feet wide and about ten deep. The walls are about seven feet high and there's no ceiling. In the front of the room is a large wide-screen video monitor, maybe 36", with a slot for money to the side. There's also a high-backed desk chair and a trash can. The screen is flashing "Insert money for more time." I feed a fiver in and the screen splits in two. The left half is again split into four squares, each showing a different channel. The right half is a menu of the various themes of videos available, channel & volume control, and a clock counting down the time remaining. I sort through the themes and select "Fetish". Another menu appears showing the tittles, and the left side of the screen shows the first four. One of them shows a pair of women in stockings & heels working on each other with vibrators. I touch that section of the screen and the entire screen now shows the video. I turn the volume up a bit and put another five in the slot. I sit down in the chair to watch, unbuttoning my jeans and pulling them down just far enough to expose my stripped string bikini panty. I pull out my already erect cock to stroke while watching the video. As I edge close to orgasm I stop to calm down, then repeat several times. Needing more time, I add more money. The women on the screen have been joined by a restrained man who's now laying at their feet. He watches them earnestly, his cock wavering in the air. One of them slightly brushes her toe up his thigh and along his cock, and he arches his back so as to try to push his cock further against her foot. The women laugh at this and she moves her foot up to the other's pussy. "Is this what you want?" she says as if she's talking to a puppy.
"I think it is" I hear, but not from the screen (you knew this was going to happen, didn't you?). I feel a hand on my shoulder and look up. The older woman is standing behind me. "See, I told you," she said looking at the younger girl, "he is wearing panties." The girl said "Oh my god! And he's jerking off in here! Gross!" I try to pull my jeans up, but the woman stopped me and spun the chair around. One of the clerks walked passed the open door and stopped at the doorway.. "I could tell as soon as she walked in that she would be in here jerking off," she said crossly. Again I tried to pull up my pants and say something, but the older woman stopped me. "She seems to be dressed pretty well. Let's see if she is," she said to the others. "Stand up!" she ordered me. I stood up, holding my jeans and with my head down. "No, no, its unlady like to look down. Look up so we can get a good look at you. Shoulders back." She walked around me, examining me from head to toe. She pulled the back waist of my jeans to see the label. " ' The Limited', hmmff. Well I guess that's not too bad. You can let go of them now." I did so and they dropped to my ankles, exposing the stripped sting bikini, black garter belt, and black stockings. "Well, she could have picked a better pair of panties to mach. But then again they always go for flashy panties." She looked at my legs and seemed satisfied that they were hairless and tone. "Shoes" she requested, and I handed her one of them. " 'Nine West'. Yes, they also like those alot too. Not trashy, stylish, and well made. Very good."
"Entertain us!" the girl said, "I want to see some cum!" I looked at the woman. "Make some for her then," she stated. I was deeply embarrassed by this, my cock getting more flaccid by the moment. What should I do? I can't really leave like this. How can I? "Come on, play with you clitty-cock!" the girl said clapping her hands beneath her chin. I began to stoke it, pulling my panties down past my balls. "Mmmm, nicely shaved balls this one has!" the girl said emphatically. I pulled at my balls with one hand and continued to stroke my cock with the other. The video had shut off a while ago, but the sounds from the other booths made up for that. The clerk came in and pushed me down into the chair. I leaned back and lifted one leg over the armrest. I continued to stroke my cock. "Use this," the clerk said, tossing me a lubbed vibrator. I leaned back further and pushed the vibe into my ass. It wasn't easy with three women watching me. My cock was going limp again as I got the head of the vibe in. "Oh, look! He's not putting on much of a show. I guess we'll have to call the cops," the clerk said. Hearing this, I began to stroke myself back to a full erection. I plunged the vibe into my ass, letting out an audible grunt. I stroke my cock with one hand, push on the vibe with the other, and rock my hips back and forth. My eyes dart from one woman to the next to see if they liked what I was doing. The young girl's eyes were wide open and a grin was across her face. The clerk had a disgusted look on her face. The woman face had the look of "business as usual".
I was looking intently at the women's shoes as I performed, maybe a bit too much. The clerk said in an annoyed voice "She's going for the shoes, those pricks usually do." "Really," the older woman said, "lets give him something else to play with." She took off one of her shoes, a nice peep-toed pump. The girl gave me her tennis shoe, and the clerk grudgingly gave her flip-flop. I immediately put the pump on my cock, the head in the toe and the balls cradled in the heel. I held the tennis shoe up to my nose and took in a deep breath, letting out a very deep moan. I stoked the pump and the tenny in unison for a time, then took the flip-flop and paddled my ass a few times. This seemed to put a smile on all the ladies faces. I kept this up for a few more minutes, but the sensations of the vibe, the pump on my cock, and the intoxicating odor of the tennis shoe were just too much for me to control. I started cumming in long ropes of semen through the peep-toe onto my stockinged legs. The orgasm made me shake and quiver, I had to slump back into the chair. The vibe buzzed away while I cooled down. I finally looked up to see the women's faces - the girl very amused, the woman with a satisfied grin, and the clerk looking around for a mop.
"Get your clothes on, hunny," the clerk said.
Other than work, the activities I'm planning for this week's trip are running Tuesday and Wednesday nights, and going to see Beer Wars at the movie theater Thursday night. Its a documentary and discussion on the craft beer industry. I think they could have picked a better tittle for it.
As for other crossdressing activities, I brought down a different outfit that I had been over the last few trips. This time its a pair of jeans from The Limited that I'm on the fence about. I'll take some pictures and let you be the judge. I like the rivets on the front, but I'm not real thrilled about the back side. And I do want to buy a new pair of heels. Maybe that's what the jeans need. Anyway, I think I want to go back to that adult store from the last trip. They probably see enough strange things in any given day that a guy in women's clothes probably doesn't phase them, and I won't mind if it does. I just need to steer clear of the guys that hang out near the viewing booths. Now if they were women I wouldn't mind the attention...