I'd like to share my good fortune at having such an understanding partner when it comes to my cross dressing. Like many on this site I absolutely love to dress up in sexy women's lingerie and clothes. I started experimenting when I was a boy and have dressed on and off all my life. I'm slim and smooth with long girly legs. As I tell my partner, cross dressing chose me, I didn't chose it. This time of year usually signals a surge in my urge and this last week has been no exception. In the past I have managed to have half a dozen very discrete and enjoyable meets with men (Slinky anyone?) but it's obviously not possible right now. I have a lovely partner who knows nothing of these meetings. She is willing to indulge me by letting me wear silky panties in bed but is less keen on me going totally en femme, though she does except I have to do it now and again and has (usually reluctantly) had sex with me fully dressed. Anyway I don't like to push my luck with her but last weekend my girly desires were in overdrive and this is what we did (hardly swinging I know but it is entirely true and I thought it may of interest) . . . . Having a woman be positive and helpful about dressing is a massive, massive turn on. So we agreed some role play where she was a dressing service and I was a customer (yes, this did cost me a few bob). She dressed up in her sexiest gear, black stockings, satin pencil skirt, high heels and white blouse with black lace bra showing off her beautiful tits. On the double bed in the spare room she had laid out out an impressive selection of lingerie, skirts, blouses, jewellery etc. for me to lust over. I came into the room and she offered me a glass of wine and told me to sit on the bed next to her. She asked all about my cross dressing and was very understanding and said she could certainly help me. She told me to take off all my clothes. She observed that my cock (fully shaven) was small (which it is). All very convincing and horny! And so together we selected my outfit . . . . black seamed stockings with black lace suspender belt. Silk and lace black panties in which my little cock and balls sat perfectly. Black silk and lace bra which she padded out to give me little titties. A tartan black and white pleated skirt, silky black blouse unbuttoned to show a glimpse of my bra and best of all black thigh-high laced stiletto boots (they are actually mine!). I felt so femme but the crowning glory was when she produced her make-up bag and said I must have blusher, mascara and luscious red lipstick. She clipped on some dangly earrings and a beautiful pearl necklace . Then to finish off some expensive perfume over my neck and cleavage and with a cheeky grin she lifted my skirt and sprayed my silk panties. She told me I looked very convincing and said she really wanted to kiss me. We stood and embraced, our red lips kissing passionately. I could feel her suspenders through her pencil skirt. She ran her hands over my skirt, tracing my taught suspenders, then slipped her hands onto my satin clad rear. My little cock was stirring and she could sense it. She slowly slid onto her knees and ran her hands up my stockinged legs, brushing my panties. Without ever taking her eyes off mine she nuzzled my cock through my knickers before gently releasing it, licking off my copious pre-cum. It felt so devine but as is often the case when I'm dressed I don't get very hard. She said it was more like a wet pussy than a cock. Standing up, she eased my bra aside and licked and sucked my smooth nipple. Heavenly! She was in control and eased me round so she was positioned directly behind me. Pulling my panties to one side she applied some cold lube to my hole. I knew what was coming and my vulnerability only enhanced the excitement. In went one finger, then a second. She told me she was training me to accept a cock (not the time to mention I'd had a few!). With her other hand she skilfully rubbed my soft cock through my silky panties. It felt heavenly as she thrust her body in time with her thrusting fingers. It really did feel like I was being fucked. 'Be a good girl and come inside your knickers' she whispered in my ear as she gently caressed me. On that my knees buckled and I shot my load into the black satin. She slipped her hand into the sodden panties and coated her fingers in my hot sticky cum, 'Taste it' she said as she slid her fingers between my red lips. I did and I loved it. I love being a dirty bitch. Strangely when I slipped my hand between her legs her silky thong was sopping wet so she obviously got a sexual kick from it which I didn't expect. I did make her cum with my fingers but I sensed she craved cock and I couldn't give it to her because I was soft. I have enjoyed watching her being fucked by another man (may post that soon). I'd certainly love to see her being fucked by a proper man with a fat hairy cock while I watch on all dressed up. And I would happily help lick him clean afterwards . . . . .