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Going Out Out
In mid-September I went to a pub in Nottingham. No big deal you might think: except it was. A very, very big deal for me. It was the first time I went out in public as Alice. I feel that needs saying again: it was the first time I went out in public presenting as … Continue reading Going Out Out
Naked in a field
Lsst year I took my first steps into naturism and joined the local club: this year, with the club now fully reopened, I was able spend the day there with a friend…
Trying new things: Wax
Now you may be thinking “Alice wrote about this last month” – ah yes, but that was about being waxed, this is about wax play… Last year I bought some body wax candles, but never got the chance to use them except on myself. But on Friday I got the opportunity to share it.
Submission
I’m generally a switch (what you do to me, I like to do to you too), but there is a peace and contentment in submitting yourself totally and voluntarily to others.
The Perfect Twitter Selfie
I love to share my photos online and use a variety of platforms to share my pictures (over exposed!)
Trying new things: waxing
I have been shaving my legs for nigh on four years, my chest for probably a bit longer, and my testicles for probably 20 years or so. I have come to love the smooth feel of my hair free skin. But after a shave, the stubble returns very quickly…. For a few years now I … Continue reading Trying new things: waxing
#DressoftheDay Part 2
Now 14 months into working from home I thought it only right that I updated the #DressoftheDay file as I have purchased one or two (38) since that last upload So here they are, all 38 dresses acquired since this time last year…
And now for the boots…
For completeness, here are my small selection of boots.
For the love of shoes…
I bought my first ever pair of high heels in 2014, when I strode confidently into Matalan (shuffled surreptitiously) and purchased a pair of black high heel sandals. I believe it may also have been the day when I bought my first knickers and stockings too: prior to this, my crossdressing had been confined to … Continue reading For the love of shoes…
Over exposed
My passion for sharing selfies and lingerie were born together, in parallel. It didn’t take me long to realise that pictures of me in a pair of knickers got more attention than just plain, dull boxer shorts. And so it began…
Wishlist 2021 – part 2
They both stand, and with a quick tug of the lead, I must follow… I am made to sit on a bondage chair and my ankles and wrists are fastened to the legs and sides of the chair so that I cannot move. Mistress wriggles out of her knickers and stuffs them in my mouth … Continue reading Wishlist 2021 – part 2
A wishlist for 2021
My mistress informs me that she will be able to visit me next weekend, but there are certain conditions… To welcome her, at 3pm I must leave my keys under the mat outside the front door, then I must sit on a dining chair in the middle of the living room, naked apart from a … Continue reading A wishlist for 2021
My thoughts on stockings
I was honoured when @more_matters asked me to host a prompt. Obviously, I chose a topic close to my heart, and being Christmas week, stockings seemed apt too! I’ve been absolutely captivated by them since I was a teenager: they truly are a weapon of seduction! A flash of a stocking top can have the … Continue reading My thoughts on stockings
A final challenge for #LockedUpforLockdown
For those who have been following closely, it should be obvious that I embarked on another two weeks of chastity for the start of the new lockdown, #LockedUpforLockdown with my keyholder, the incomparable @SexyEmilyOliver.
Another new fetish…Satin
After writing about kink v fetish, I started thinking more about the distinction. I think you could almost say I have a fetish for satin nighties… I just love flouncing about the place in them… I’ve chosen a few of the 400 or so photos I have of them.
Kink vs fetish
I read with interest A Scottish Lass’s definition of a kink as opposed to a fetish and it got me thinking about the difference. Normally, I wouldn’t worry about such things as I am not a big fan of labels (designer or otherwise), but I was prompted to think about my situation.
Lockdown Lockup
A while ago, I wrote about dipping my toe into the world of chastity, but that with manual locks a long distance relationship was not really viable as the spare key always remained in my possession. Then along comes the CellMateTM . Look away now if you have a sensitive nature…
Lockdown memories: sploshing
I was recently badgered into buying some squirty cream, something I hadn’t bought for years, and it brought back some rather delicious memories…
Trying new things: Naturism
Back when I was a teenager, there was a rumour of a mythical “nudist colony” not far from where we lived… I always had ambitions to visit, but was never convinced of its existence or had any knowledge of its location. Some 30 years later when I moved to my current location (and with the … Continue reading Trying new things: Naturism
Lockdown tales: PVC
Let me start with two apologies – one – it’s been more than a month since I wrote anything and two – it’s way too hot to be thinking of wearing anything made from PVC. Be that as it may, I thought I would share my love of PVC with you. I first bought some … Continue reading Lockdown tales: PVC
Lockdown tales: Rope
Whilst cross-dressing is my obsession, there are many other things I like besides. One has always been the feeling of being bound tightly. Unfortunately, this is something I have largely had to pursue solo, and my rope skills are not up to much. Just as lockdown began I had found some local Shibari classes I … Continue reading Lockdown tales: Rope
#Lockdown Memories: Your Legs Are Shorter Than I Expected
One of the best things about becoming single again in late 2017 was the opportunities it gave me to meet new people. And what was the best way to meet new people – well turned out to be Twitter! It was comforting (and still is) to be able to talk to people freely, without fear … Continue reading #Lockdown Memories: Your Legs Are Shorter Than I Expected
#DressoftheDay: the complete set
Few words, many pictures. Here are all of my dresses I have worn over the last few months…
Trying new things: Chastity
Back in 2018, I was enticed in to trying chastity. I have always like the feeling of being restrained, held tightly, and when a friend sent me a chastity cage in the post, it seemed like something I should try. I started with an adjustable plastic cage with a small padlock. I tried it for … Continue reading Trying new things: Chastity
The Day That Changed My Life
This week is the 5th anniversary of a night changed my life forever. I had been visiting a stripper for a few months at a club in the City, but this night I was to meet her privately for the first time. She was well aware of my love of dressing up, and always called … Continue reading The Day That Changed My Life
Lockdown Tales #3: Selfies and Photography
There seems to be a lot of talk about selfies and photography today. Photography has been part of my life for so long. The thrill of picking up your 24 prints from Boots is hard to beat. Though of course this could also be matched by the sense of embarrassment knowing what some of the … Continue reading Lockdown Tales #3: Selfies and Photography
The Last Leg
In November 2018, I finally got to buy my own place; a maisonette, small, but all mine.
Lockdown Tales #2: shoes and boots
With so much time available to us now, what are we to do. Well I spent the whole of one afternoon trying on all my shoes…
Freedom
February 2018. So, at last, freedom! All alone in my new home! Suddenly, for the first time in 18 years I was master (mistress?) of my domain! It was time for Alice to set off on a journey of discovery. Practically everyday was an Alice day. My wardrobe expanded exponentially.
Lockdown Tales #1: #DressoftheDay
I have been working from home since the 5th of March, which seems like a lifetime ago. For the first couple of weeks, I was still able to go out and meet people, but living alone, it was still quite an isolating experience. However, those early weeks allowed me to ease gently into lockdown, I … Continue reading Lockdown Tales #1: #DressoftheDay
Our little secret
Here’s a little story I wrote some time ago… Dani, the cheeky twenty-something girl from next door, seems to be forever watching what I do. I am always careful when I indulge my secret hobby of cross-dressing. Occasionally when I wander around the house in my lingerie and heels, I catch a glimpse of her … Continue reading Our little secret
New beginnings
So I found myself sleeping in the old garage. Meant as a short-term fix while I bought a flat, it turned out to be for longer than either of us would have wanted. Effectively in self-isolation every evening, I spent far more time than I ought to on Twitter and Kik. But it also gave … Continue reading New beginnings
#LingerieIsForEveryone #LiFE
I took this picture a few days ago, and I have to say it is one of MY favourites of me. I’d just spent 2 hours on a video WhatsApp call wearing this (with a dress on) and it was the first time my friend had met “Alice”.
But why?
A question I am often asked by people, and often ask myself, is why did I create Alice? I’m afraid I don’t really know the answer, but recently my memory was jogged to events that happened a long time ago that may give a few clues. When I was 10, I persuaded my (girl) friend … Continue reading But why?
The End
As 2016 rolled into 2017, life continued much as before. At home I felt increasingly isolated and excluded from family life: as Alice I continued to meet and have fun with several girls. Then, inevitably, came a showdown. My wife “inadvertently” found a pair of knickers in my work bag. She drew a perhaps inevitable … Continue reading The End
Going Underground
This was written in August 2016 after my first trip to a sex club. Since before I started cross dressing I have had a fantasy about sucking cock… Recently I have been seeing an escort who is herself interested in t-girls. Last time I met with her she suggested a club called Sweet Wednesday and I said yeah … Continue reading Going Underground
Wild times
Soon after meeting my companion, I joined Twitter (!) and followed her. Through her I began to chat and flirt with other girls, and so followed a few months of excess: a midlife crisis some might say. Over the next nine months or so I met with several girls, all of who were wonderful: caring, … Continue reading Wild times
#RubbishPoetry for #SinfulSunday
The thoughts in my head tumble and fall Like a mountain brook in spate There is a solution to hand And that’s to masturbate But you see, there is a problem I hear it’s all the rage I’ve given away the key To my chastity cage
No Angel
This gets more difficult to write… Life returned to the daily grind after the end of my “relationship” with the stripper. I wrestled with my conscience for the next few months; I was not enjoying the experience of being unfaithful but I missed the intimacy and affection I had experienced with her. I tried everything … Continue reading No Angel
#Rubbishpoetry by Alice
As I came home last night I chanced upon a splendid sight A pretty woman towards me strode As I crossed the busy road A gust of wind did pass us by And lifted up her skirt so high Her expression, it never flickered Even though I saw her knickers A gasp, a sigh, then a … Continue reading #Rubbishpoetry by Alice
Crossing the line
I never set out with the intention of cheating on my wife. By being Alice for a few hours a week and occasional visits to strip clubs I had managed to maintain the pretence of a marriage. My wife and I had not had sex for years and any intimacy or affection seemed to be … Continue reading Crossing the line
It's a Slippery Slope
The trouble with trying on your wife’s underwear is that you just want to keep on doing it! Over the next few months I had a few opportunities to indulge. As 2012 became 2013, it started becoming a more regular thing. I even managed to squeeze into her wedding dress (though I couldn’t do up … Continue reading It's a Slippery Slope
#LingerieIsForEveryone
Well, now I’m here, it would be wrong not to take part…
In the beginning…
The idea of Alice did not occur to me overnight, rather it was a gradual process culminating with the opportunity to try things out. In the beginning, there was no Alice. For a while I was just a bloke wearing lingerie and resisted giving my dressed-up self a name. I don’t recall how I picked … Continue reading In the beginning…
Alice begins…
Alice arose in 2012. There are myriad reasons why I suddenly decided to start dressing, but predominantly in 2012 was opportunity. My family were away for two weeks, leaving me at home alone with time on my hands. My wife had a reasonable selection of lingerie that I had purchased for her over our years … Continue reading Alice begins…
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A Man Called Alice 