Ok, A Little Bit About Me Before We Go Forward

My 2nd favorite heels, Danskins

My 2nd favorite heels, Danskins

In case you haven’t guessed already, I get my jollys off of slipping on pantyhose and lingerie. Aw, hell, I go all out with makeup, wigs, heels, the whole bit. Nothing too suprising.

But apparently you must too if you’re sitting there reading this. Great! Nice to meet other crossdressers, tv’s, tgirls or just that girly boy with a pair of hose waiting for him underneath his pillow.

As for myself, I can trace back my infancy years of feminine crossover to stealing my sister’s knee high socks and happily masturbating (while, amusingly, not really knowing what “masturbation” meant at the time). Then it slowly progressed in my wee teens to actually buying Leggs pantyhose myself under the guise that “it was for my mom.”

By fifteen, my inner Sheery really came through and I actually bought my first camisole and panty set from JC Penney (I know, don’t laugh) which was the most nerve wracking, yet insanely exciting, experience I had ever had. I threw in some of the “premium” Hanes pantyhose while I was at it because, hey, if you are going to appear like a teeny bopper CD, then you might as well do it right.

Then came the best part later that evening. Putting on the pantyhose (no tighty whities on this time) then slipping on that turquoise camisole and panties. The climax I had shortly after was no where near the ones I would have with intercourse in my later years. Not that the future intercourse was average but I think I came on the ceiling that night.

From then on, I’ve never looked back.

I’m always on the lookout for that perfect pair of pantyhose and a cute chemise or teddy to match it with. Of course, this can only continue for so long before you need to explore new boundaries of your perverted (yet amazingly satisfying) sexuality.

So now we come to the reason for this blog. I can say from experience that one of the most frustrating things about living the crossdresser life is that it is kept a secret. In my case, that’s true anyway. While in can be exciting to know you’re breaking the rules of taboo, expressing your feminine side without anyone around, well, sucks.

While I am still technically “in the closet,” I┬áreally want to get to know that world of trans-whatever that I’ve been missing out on. Though I may not eventually come all the way out, I’d at least would like a nice peek out of the door. I take it you want a peek inside mine too (pervert).

Thanks for listening. You may now go back to jerking yourself off. Since I am done here, I might as well too.

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One comment on “Ok, A Little Bit About Me Before We Go Forward
  1. PaulaPlaytex says:

    It wasn’t Pantyhose for me, It was Bras, Since I always had “Girlie Boobs”, I thought that I should wear a Bra. When swimming at a “Boyfriend’s House” He had me wear one of his Mom’s Bra…This became a “Regular Thing” for us to do, he loved me wearing a Bra, and I loved wearing one too. He then started to “French Kiss” me (My First Time). We said that we “Really Loved” each other…He was so cute !!! (We were about 16 years old at the time), (My first “True Love”).

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