1. How I started Cross Dressing and other first times


    Date: 7/22/2015, Categories: Fetish, First Time, Taboo, Author: pantiesdave, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    I love to cross-dress! I love everything about it! Like most of us cross dressers, I love everything about ladies undergarments. I like seeing lingerie in ads, in stores, on models, on TV, on women, on men and of course on me! I love the feel when I am dressed up. I love the taboo of wearing them. I love the thrill of being “underdressed”, which is wearing lots of lingerie under your manly clothes, when I go to work. I especially love the incredible horniness and lack of all boundaries when I am dressed. But alas, I can only dress on occasion, not nearly as much as I would like to. I want to write this to record how I think I got started cross-dressing. It is my intent to also chronicle some of my real life adventures while dressed and maybe even take a shot at some fiction. As I sit here now starting to recall and write, I am wearing my favorite outfit. A white babydoll top with garters attached to white stockings. Lots of frills and bows, with baby blue lace trim. A matching, frilly white thong and under that a small white G-string for support and modesty (lol!), the thong is a see through nylon and a little too big for me. The babydoll and thong were a set and I don’t have to tell fellow cross dressers that it is impossible to get a top that fits with the correct sized bottom. This set reminds me of what a newlywed would wear on her wedding day, just a cheaper version. I am on my enclosed front porch, on very public display, should any of my neighbours care to look in ...
    while they pass by. I live in a very busy and large city, close to a subway, so there is a lot of foot traffic! Exhibitionism is great! I want to be seen, I want to be humiliated and I want to be caught and made to work my way out of trouble by being f***ed into sex! The first thing I can remember with regards to cross-dressing happened when I was very young. In fact it may be my first memory altogether. I was really young, three or four maybe. And, as to be expected, I wet my pants at some point when we were out. I think I ended up going home in a pair of one of my Aunts grey silky panties. This may or may not have happened, but it does stand out in my mind. Of course being that young, all I have is a slight image as memory but the feeling of humiliation and embarrassment remains real in mind. The next memory would be when we were at the f****y cottage with our extended f****y, Aunts, Uncles, and Grandparents etc. As was the norm on these occasions, the k**s had to put on a “show”. A little song and dance thing, the older cousins telling the younger ones what to do. I had to be about six. This time, we had our Halloween costumes box there so someone had the idea that we should get dressed up. They found in the trunk an interesting item. It was a dress or old fashion slip maybe. It was small. It used to belong to one of my Aunts, a very petite woman who looked like that actress in the Exorcist later in life. So the point is, I was the only one it fit on, so on it went! It has ...
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