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I have led a most wonderful and depraved life. It all began around the age of three when I used to feel up little girls and little boys. People don't believe me but it's true. I have such vivid and delightful memories.


I've been naturally bisexual my entire life. I didn't need corrupting, I was a natural born pervert. Lucky for me I avoided being thrown into a children's borstal or remand home. I got away with it. Other kids were less fortunate and the punishments they received - courtesy of our Christian overlords - destroyed their self esteem and self-worth. Many turned to alcohol, illegal drugs and suicide.


But I got away with it. I am one lucky bastard. Life is all about luck. Performance gurus who tell you luck has nothing to do with it are wrong. Especially in the USA. One guy fucks his fifteen year old girlfriend and gets away with it. Another guy fucks his fifteen year old girlfriend, gets caught, goes to prison for twelve years and remains on the sex offenders register forever. Don't tell me luck has nothing to do with it.


When I was a teenager I got to know several under-aged chickadees and they were hot to trot. I don't feel guilty about it, they loved it and often came back for more. But it could have cost me everything. As I say - one lucky bastard.


Five years in the Merchant Navy as a deck boy / able seaman. Had a few adventures, trust me, I did. But by then I was straight. Women only. Mostly hot 'n' horny prostitutes but also some innocent little dock-side girls who used to come aboard for their nourishment. And I'm not talking about 4n20 pies. Nurses were the horniest. One pretty blonde nurse got fucked by twenty-two matelots and she came back for more next time we were in port.


By my mid twenties bisexuality kicked back in. Some writing on the wall in a public toilet whetted my appetite and when dirty old men invited me to stick my cock though a hole so they could suck me off, I was a gonner. Before long I was sucking cocks and taking them up my arse like sex was going out of fashion. Over the next ten years I must have sucked off close to a thousand guys and almost half of them took advantage of whatever else was on offer. This was the most sexually exciting period of my life.


Late 1960s, early 1970s, the world went sex mad. Swinging parties were all the go and married women made up for lost time. Did they ever! Chaste little Catholic girls became cock gobbling nymphomaniacs. Polaroid cameras were all the go and married men would swap photos of their wives being fucked by multiple cocks.


It was a very good year. A very good ten years more like it. A new country and a new environment. One woman insisted I dressed as a slutty schoolgirl before she would let me fuck her. I obliged, and I was hooked. I bought my own collection of sissy clothes and now when I was molested and sexually abused it was as Kelly, not Doug.


So by the age of thirty my life was on track for ultimate perversion - cocks, cunts, tits, arseholes,  I made no distinctions. Whatever came my way I made the most of. This went on for another forty years. Endless joy and sexual ecstacy. I had no complaints. For twenty one years I ran parties for transvestites and bisexual men. Towards the end it became a bit monotonous and I decided to move on. By now I was 74 years old, a haggard old faggot slut transvestite.


And things started to go wrong. Not with me but with my life. My best friend, Lucy, adopted ten destitute dogs. She co-runs a doggie-rescue group. All good fun but it meant we hardly ever go out. No more movies, no more dinner dates. My other good friend, Barry, moved first to Jervis Bay and then to Forster. I never get to see him. My other good friend, Dazza, turned to religion. As a radical rampant atheist that didn't bode well for our friendship. My straight Meetup groups failed, everyone lost interest in my social functions. Finally, my dance partner - I forgot to mention that Rock 'n' Roll is my other obsession - dropped me without a word of explanation. I must've trod on her toes or something.


So here I am, aged 74, alone except for two dogs and a friend I see just once a week to clean her house of dog-shit. I'm not exactly lonely, I have my two dogs, but I miss the company of fellow perverts. I miss going out to dinner with friends and I miss sucking cocks. I miss dressing up as Kelly and being fucked in the arse by dirty old men.


I miss the wonderful perverted life I've led up until now.


And so I've got four meetup groups going - one for transvestites, one for gay men, one for atheists/agnostics and one for devil worshippers. I'm hoping to meet some interesting new people, some just as friends and companions and others as dirty deviate sissy sluts and perverts.


I refuse to give in. My plan is to live till I'm 85 and I intend to be sissy dressing and sucking cocks til the day I die. And when I meet my maker I'll say, "There ya go - I gave it my best shot!"


Ciao4now, Kelly

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  •  tvsally692: 
     
    OOOHHH, NICE PROFILE.. I TOO AM A SISSY TRANSVESTITE..
     
     188 days ago 
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  •  vicki: 
     
    Way to go you are missed. You did more than you will ever be recognised for. Why you should get an Order of Australia, I'd love to see P.Cosgrove hang it on your naked body lipstick frilly panties and all.
    Love to catch up will visit your sites drop me a line if your inclined. Vicki/Alex
     
     383 days ago·1 replies1 replies 
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