Yesterday I was doing housework as Natalie. While vacuuming the house I stepped over the canister vacuum cleaner.
It blew right up my dress.
I never had that sensation before. 😴
Yesterday I was doing housework as Natalie. While vacuuming the house I stepped over the canister vacuum cleaner.
It blew right up my dress.
I never had that sensation before. 😴
Like Marlin Monroe; Where is the camera.
Haha nice. You got goosed by a vacuum cleaner ; )
Sandi
I'm surprised, Natalie! Many girls post about how much they enjoy feeling a breeze on their legs under their dress!
Been there, Radar!
U can't keep doing the same things over and over and expect to enjoy life to the max. When u try new things, even if they r out of your comfort zone, u may experience new excitement and growth that u never expected.
Challenge yourself and pursue your passions! When your life clock runs out, you'll have few or NO REGRETS!
My old house used to have a furnace that heated the house through a large grate in the floor. I loved standing over that and having the warm draft go up my skirt.
I was out photographing trains (a hobby of mine) in a skirt recently, and the breeze came up later in the afternoon and started blowing up and around my skirt. I thoroughly enjoyed the feeling, to be honest.
I've yet to experience a 'Marilyn Moment' though - although I suspect I'd enjoy it immensely..
I had a sort of wild experience a year or two ago like that. I had stepped out on my deck and it was breezy out. The conditions were just right to blow right up my dress, and later skirt, such that they flew up above my butt, and I had to hold them down. Now that was fun.
Such a feminine experience to have to control a skirt outside on windy days.
If your not living on the edge, you're taking up too much room.
Natalie, you were going commando?
Last edited by alwayshave; 02-18-2022 at 10:34 PM.
Please call me Jamie, I always_have crossdressed, I always will, "alwayshave".
I've written about this experience on here before but in my earlier, more naive days I was walking across a bridge while wearing a light silk skirt. An inopportune gust of wind did what inopportune gusts of wind do and let passing motorists and the guy walking behind me have an eyeful, stockings and all. I still have that skirt but I don't wear it if I have to cross a bridge any more!
Things you learn. Going for a walk on a windy beach, wear a pencil skirt!
A while back I was vacuuming the house, we had the vacuum with the hose and the other piece follow behind on wheels, at one point I seen my wife laughing so hard. I shut off the machine and asked her what was so funny and she didn't tell me. I continued to the vision of her laughing in the back ground, finally I went by a mirror and not noticed the output air of the vacuum was blowing up the back of my skirt exsposing my rear. I can't remember my wife laughing so hard like that because I didn't notice.
On windy days I would put gas in my car even if it didn't need it just to get that sensation. Just a few weeks ago I was gasing up and it was a cold night, there was a under draft coming from the bottom of the car blowing the wind up my skirt, for some reason the cold was making it even more of a thrill.
Years ago I made a post about this very same subject. I was walking on the sidewalk shielded by a tall building wearing a full skirted dress on my way to my office to do some secretarial work. As I approached the corner of the building a gust of wind swirled around and lifted my skirt. Instinctively I put my hands down both sides of my skirt preventing the skirt from going over my shoulders. I heard from behind me "nice catch girlfriend" and when i looked there were two couples walking behind me. I smiled and said thank you and one of the guys said we enjoyed both shows, which got him an elbow to the ribs and probably a talking too once back home.
Just and older girl trying to experience all that life can bring.
"Life is not a dress rehearsal"
That's one of the fun things of a light skirt and a breezy day.
The feeling of the cool air and the excitement of the thought "are my panties showing?".
I don't wear women's clothes, I wear MY clothes !
When I had the opportunity to take strolls in the late fall and winter I loved it when the cool breeze played with the skirt of my dress and slip. I can remember when my wife and I lived in Queens and took the #7 Flushing line to work. She had to wear a dress or skirt. She'd curse while waiting for the el as the below freezing wind frozen her legs. I love to experience that at least once to get a true understanding of a really cold day of blustery wind. I know all the older GG's on this site probably remember the days when they ad to wear dresses to school, no matter the temperature. My wife, who grew up in eastern Washington, wore heavy "snow pants" under her dress and took them off after arriving at school.
That sucks!
Sorry, that's the classic punchline to any vacuum cleaner story.
I've waited so long for this time. Makeup is so frustrating. Shaking hands and I look so old. This was a mistake.
My new maid's outfit is cute. Sure fits tight.
And then I step into the bedroom and in the mirror, I see a beautiful woman looking back at me.
Smile, Honey! You look fabulous!
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