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Karen's Complicated Life
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Welcome!

Hi!  I'm Karen.  Well not really.  That is the name that I use somtimes.  I am a crossdresser.  I love to wear ladies things.  I hope to get more in touch with my feminine side and make some new friends.  My life just keeps getting more complicated!  Ill bring you  up to speed as we go!  Just so you know in advance the photo below is not me but is sure someone I envy!  We are the same build with the same taste in undies and heels! Wish I could do that!

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wish I could do this!!

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I guess I'm in trouble now. In the past I have had "urges" that just wouldn't go away. Both times, after I acted on them, they layed dormant for quite a few years.  Things turned out differently this time.  Two days later and it is all can I can think about.  I turned the heat up a notch this time and actually dressed with another guy and had the most intense sex you could ever imagine.  I was beyond myself!  I found out that I was quite talented and gave him the consumate BJ!  We finished when she asked me to come on her face.  When I straddled her chest, pulled up my little black dress and fed her, I looked back and saw me legs with those black heels (that I have actually learned to walk in!), I was as excited as I have ever been in my life.  Needless to say, she wasn't dissapointed.  We spent a couple hours lounging around watching some porn and stroking ourselves in our outfits.  I'm hooked and I want more.

"Karen's Bio"

As far back as I can remember, I liked  female clothing.  It was fairly easy as a real young kid. My first CD recollection is that I would put on my younger sister's frilliest party dresses.   I was four or five.  I got caught  around that age by my mom who didn't make any big deal out of it, just laughed. Another  early experience was raiding my mother's underwear drawer. In reflection, she must have know someone was going through her dresser!  That was when I was 8 or 9.  Way before I realized that  it was sexual!!!!! (for me at least).  I can remember the day my fetish for heels and hose was born.  I was 13 and would get a ride to school with my buddy.  His Mom drove  us in a big caddy.  I had just started riding with them and was waiting in the living room for Rich, my buddy.  His mom was getting ready for work and walked in and sat on the ottoman and proceded to don her stockings right in front of me.  I almost died as she pointed her foot out and smoothed them  up her leg!!!  She  saw me and kinda grinned  while she put he heels on.   This happened a lot and that is as far as it ever went!