Your Fantasy Weekend

[Dalva]

So, being new here, I'm trying to find my way around and in so doing, I'd like to ask everyone what would your perfect weekend be like?

Without getting too sexually explicit (there are other places for that...other forums or PM's) please describe your ultimate cross dressed weekend.

Mine goes like this:

First of all, I have to say that my preference is to be with other CDs, so here goes....meeting in a hotel in another city. We check in and freshen up in the room. Silly bantering as we do our make up in the bathroom, side by side.

Order a bottle of wine from room service. (tease the hotel employee with a flash of leg or lick of the lips when we open the door for him)

Sit and cuddle and sip our wine and chit chat, holding hands or caressing each other...touching each others faces.

Kiss...kisss.... kissssssss

Cuddle more, kiss...kisss...kisssss

~ok...I won't describe the next few hours, but suffice to say...we're spent~

Morning wakens us. Freshen up, shower, shave, all that stuff...dressing in summery, flirty dresses, not too much leg showing...off to the shops for a day of shopping , holding hands and sneaking kisses whenever we can.

Lunch at a sidewalk café...telling girly stories and giggling....maybe even being a bit catty as we comment on the fashion faux pas of some of the girls passing by. Looking into each other's eyes, we hold hands and just gab and laugh.

Late afternoon we head back to the hotel, model our purchases... shower again...primp and preen and dress in our finest cocktail dresses, help each other with our make up, style each other's wigs...slip on our party pumps and head down to the classy hotel restaurant for dinner.

Candle light on the tables, wonderful food, a exquisite wine...desert to die for...we can't finish the wine so we have it sent to our room

Back up to the room...sipping the last bit of wine and sharing it with kisses

.....OK...you get the picture...I won't describe any more....(I'm kinda flustered, whew..)

Share your fantasy.

[Anthony Simon]

My fantasies tend to come in images rather than stories - Dalva's fantasy is the story of her ideal weekend. Like if I have a fantasy of me over an extended period it's more to do with me being someone rather than doing something.

I have a fantasy of being a wife and I've got the fantasy of being a woman being taken out by a man, which I mentioned in another thread. But my most deeply intense fantasy is being a woman going with other women - and it's like I really am that.

style each other's wigs

Gets me every time. Can't get enough of wigs.

[SilverLady(SO)]

Without getting too sexually explicit (there are other places for that...other forums or PM's) please describe your ultimate cross dressed weekend.

- Emphasis added by SL

Dalva:

Correction: Not anywhere on this forum. Period.

For the record, you're starting to push the envelope with your post, so tone it down.


- SL

[Paulette]

My fantasy features myself at age 9, waking up in the morning to find that a complete outfit of bright female attire in my size and appropriate for my age is laid out on the foot of my bed. It is apparent that the clothes are meant for me and that they have been put there by my parents.

I put them on, looking in the closet-door mirror at each step, wondering at the perfect little girl that slowly appears before me. I am beautiful and I feel wonderful and am excited with my new nine-year-old self! Then I realize that because these clothes were meant for me, the family is probably waiting for me to show myself to them. My mother and father, my two younger brothers and sister.

I cautiously open the door to the hall and hear everyone talking in the kitchen and putting together breakfast. So I quietly go through the hall to the living room, to the dining room, to the kitchen, and stand quietly in the doorway with a my face positively shining. One by one they notice me, and become quiet. Then my parents smile and begin clapping and my sibs join in. They surround me and hug me and kiss my face, and I theirs -- something the family has never done before. , Our eyes are bright with tears of joy.

After a while we sit down to the traditional weekend breakfast of pancakes, sausage and bacon, and everyone asks how it feels to be my new self and do I like it. I say it feels wonderful and I love it. My sister says she loved having me as a brother and loves me just as much as a sister.

I can hardly wait to go out and show myself to the world and all my friends. So we do, and everyone recognizes me and is happy to see this change in me. The boys are awkward and boisterous or withdrawn, as they usually are when encountering a new social situation. The girls immediately offer dolls and toys and want me to come to their house to play with them. Adults and teachers are congratulatory and greet me warmly.

Then the family goes to my favorite places and restaurants and we have a wonderful time. In the evening we come home and play a few games, and then I curl up in my mother's lap and watch television for a bit and my little sister holds my hand and suggles up in my lap. And then it's time for bed. My mother and father kiss me goodnight (he's never done this before) and turn out the lights. I lie in bed in my new satiny nightgown and panties and look at the moon through my window, and thank her.

In the morning I wake up and at first am frightened because there's no new outfit on the foot of my bed. But I'm wearing my nightgown so everything may still be all right. I get up and go to the closet and yes, all the clothes there are mine for my new girl self. The chest of drawers is now full of panties and tights and stockings and ankle socks and cotton tops, and on the floor are shoes in patent leather and white and black mary janes. The bottom drawer holds all my old clothes, with a note on top saying I can wear them too, whenever I like.

I close that drawer, and meet the day.

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This is so different from my actual entry into the world of CD, which was traumatic and terrifying. I had a dream very much like this recently. It probably signifies a change in myself and my self-perception, and I'm very happy for that change, whatever it is.

[Dalva]

Without getting too sexually explicit (there are other places for that...other forums or PM's) please describe your ultimate cross dressed weekend.

- Emphasis added by SL

Dalva:

Correction: Not anywhere on this forum. Period.

For the record, you're starting to push the envelope with your post, so tone it down.


- SL

Apologies, SilverLady. It was not my intention to be too provocative or push any boundries. But now I have a better understanding of the limits. Thank you.

It won't happen again.

[Absaroka]

I sort of got to have my fantasy weekend a few years ago.

I had Graves disease, and after the radioactive treatment I was told to stay 15 feet away from people for a couple of days. So I stayed alone in this cabin in the woods at a retreat run by our church. Went for long walks in the woods, hung out on a little porch writing (the results are here somewhere in Our Girl Autobiographies, a long buried thread) , and all that other stuff. Only downside was a knee injury that kept me from doing any real serious hiking. I was at least partly en femme the whole time except when I was naked. Pine needles on stocking feet are a wonderful feeling, although hard on the stockings.

Lots of little vignettes. Waking in my nightie at dawn to the sound of fishermen out on the nearby lake. Lying in bed in the attic with a little window feeling like a princess in a haunted castle. Wearing white and wafting across fields at night. I wanted to go swimming in the lake in a long flowing gown like some sort of water spirit but didn't get around to it.

OK, I have another fantasy about a weekend of sex, but that's really just a sexual fantasy, not a cding fantasy.