A few Fun Pics

Whether cartoon or pic, the sight (& thought) of cuban-heeled, & seamed stockings just gets me so hot!  What do you think?

Black or white (or other hue), I don't care.  Although, some colors are preferred.  I do love the way they make me feel!  And prancing around the house in them with stiletto heels make me feel so sexy!  I can't help myself but feel like such a slut, and want to go out and 'get some'!  :giggles:  ;)

With my legs clad in nylon, I love to find stockings with cute little bows, or designs in the knitting.  And even better, accent it all with a gold chain and a locket hanging down over my waist.  My tushy feels so 'randy' as my hips sway with each step in my high heels.

Mmmm, just love the feel of stockings!  Running my fingers down the back of my thighs, feeling the seam as they seem to tell me, I am wrapped tight!  Strutting down the street, they beckon to onlookers, "here is the seam to opening this present of desires!"  Want to open this present?

I look at this, and all sorts of thoughts pop into my mind.  Should I pray upon her rosary?  Is the gate it guards a blessing, a gateway to paradise, pathway to pleasure?  Or is the rosary there to ward off evil doers, and scare away those of less pure thoughts? Somehow, this portal just begs to be kissed, and caressed with tongue's soft touch.  What do you think?

An erotic pic, which reminds me of an old friend, whom I have lost contact with, unfortunately.  Still, this picture does haunt me, and the visions insights into my dreams.

I hear my wife coming!

I hear her returning, I set back onto the bed, wanting to give her the best view.  After all, over the past months, I have moved beyond the embarrassment of her discovering my desires, to succumbing to hers to become her home-based sex-slut/housewife.  I wanted to show her how I looked in the outfit she had bought me.  As she enters the room, I give her that 'please take me now' stare.

I continue to run my fingers over my body as I can see her smile at what she sees.  "Well aren't you the hot little slut!  You haven't been exploring your new body while I was gone, were you?"

I turn a bit red for a moment, having to tell a 'little white lie'.  As my hands had spent every moment I could, whether in public or not, exploring myself.  But how could I not?  She has spent the past months not only changing my body through surgery and all those pills and cocktails, but I spend nights with headphones on, subliminally being turned into such a wanton slut!  All I think about is sex, and devoting every ounce of energy to her.  "Oh no my loving Mistress!  I just wanted to show you how much I love you, and how I long to make you happy!  I can't tell you how thankful I am for what you've done for me.  I just love the body you have given me! The past months have been soooo worth the wait!"

Standing, I turn around to give her a look at my tushy.  Oh how I hope her resistance breaks down, as I am getting so wet!  Since the change, it seems she has got me horny at the very thought of her.  Every second of my life I think, dream, and desire her, and create new ways I hope to make her happy.  I am such a devoted 'housewife' to her.  And I love it!  This is so much better than having to be 'the man', and all the responsibility it seemed to bog me down with.  Let her keep all the decision making!  I just want to be the housewife, and keep the place perfect for her, and be her little slut.


"Oh you do look delicious dear!  It has been a long day, but I think you are giving me some inspiration. Have you been a good girl and made the house all clean, and spotless?  The place does look nice.  Maybe we should get out Momma's toy box and see what games we could play."

I smile to myself, as I can feel myself get so wet at the thought of her 'toy box'!  My first thought is to tear everything off me, and offer my tush up to her for the taking.  I look down, and can't help but to play with myself.  The feel of the nylon alone is such a turn-on, and makes me feel like such a slut anyway.




"Oh, I have been such a good girl for you today!  I've dusted and vacuumed the entire house, took your clothes to the dry cleaners.  Although I must admit, the outfit you layed out for me today had me thinking about you all day! I so missed you!"


Her smile grows wider. I can tell she is happy.

 I look for a hint of what she is thinking.  Hopefully she will ask me to fetch her toy box, then we could really have fun.  Biting my lip, I slide to my side and give her another 'come get me' look.


This is my new life, and oh how delicious it is.  Finally she breaks down, and with a smile.  "Oh you know I love seeing you like this, my sex-crazed little slut!  Go get my 'toy box', I have some new ideas for you."


My heart jumps! 'I wonder what she is thinking and has in store?'  My tushy sways as I run for the box, so excited in anticipation.  Oh I am going to really 'get it' tonight!

Mmmm, wearing nylons!

Something about stockings, just make me so horny when I have them on.  Encased in nylon, then 'gartered in', I love the feel against my bare legs, so long and soft.  But then, shaking my bare tushy around and feeling the air against my bare skin is so intoxicating.  I can't help myself but to bend over, exposing my bare tushy, and imagining my Mistress (or a man) is about to stare at my swaying target and invade me like I so need!

So overwhelming is the urge, that each time I put them on, I feel the urge to prance outside, and to put on a show, even if it is in the confines of my fenced in backyard.  But then, imagine what the neighbors would say!  I wonder if they are talking now, gathering together with binoculars, enjoying my show as I prance about. Biting my lip, I consider this.  Oh, I don't care!  In stockings, garter and high heels is the only time I feel alive!

Who knows, maybe there is another nearby with the same desires I have, screaming to get out and find 'a girl' to befriend.  :giggles:  Hhhmmm, I wonder.... 

Wouldn't that be fun?

Just a few of my favorite things

Of course Cuban heels just cause me to go wild!

Just to dress in them causes my tush to sway as I feel so excited!  There I go!  I am calling my behind a tush!  But they do frame the behind so well!  And when wearing them in sexy heels, you can't help but feel your hips sway from side-to-side in a rhythmic tempo.  Just thinking about it causes me to want to more and more.  I am finding myself wearing them regularly under my suit during the day.  The feel, knowing it is there as I call meetings into my office drives me crazy!



Then there is my addiction to the tush itself!  Aahh, paradise.  The soft curves, watching it move with such grace, and imagining it just barely covered by a short dress or skirt, waiting to be kissed or worshiped.

And of course, once I am completely adorned, and succumbing on my knees, I feel myself the submissive in a lesbian longing.  I can not withstand the desire for being a little slut to another female.  Is there anything wrong with this?  The more I think about it, the more I need it, and can not stop until I have it.  And once I do, I want it more, and more often!