How did this all start?
A couple of you have asked for how long and how did I start crossdresing, rather than make my profile a wall of text I'll put it here.
For how long?
Since puberty really and on and off since, really got back into it in the last 10 years or so, now mid 50s.
What started it?
For me I think it was seeing a poster for the Rocky Horror show that ignited my fetish for wearing lingerie. I was at the age where glimpses of cleavage, outlines of bras, thighs and the occasional stocking top would excite me, then I saw the poster. There was a person that was obviously male but they were wearing lingerie, my *********t brain thought "that looks like fun" and there it began.
During my teens I only had access to one source of women's clothes, my mothers, it was all fairly vanilla stuff, nothing racy.
Whenever the opportunity arose I would try on knickers, bras, underskirts, whatever I could find, and my cock seemed to appreciate it. I would occasionally fake being ill to have a day off school, as soon as my parents had gone to work, there I was wearing whatever took my fancy that day, then one day I came, yes my first ever orgasm was while wearing knickers and a bra.
Fast forward to my later teens and I'd discovered girls. Well girls had much nicer knickers, thongs, wispy lace and mesh...... heaven. When fumbling about with one of my early girlfriends I was just playing with her lace knickers, feeling the material in my hand.She obviously wanted a bit more attention and asked was I more interested in her knickers than what was in them and did I want to wear them, stupidly I said "of course not", I regret that to this day. With every girlfriend I would "borrow" a pair (purely for research purposes of course) and wank in them.
Then came "the one" I would again "borrow" hers, then eventually we moved in together, late 20s and copious amounts of sex resulted in me stopping my fetish for the next 20 years. Relationship issues about 10 or so years ago meant I moved out.
Now the internet was a thing and being on my own most evenings meant a lot of porn was watched, this is when I found I had a previously unknown attraction to transsexuals, their curvy feminine bodies with tits and hard cocks really hit the spotI I wondered if I could emulate them to some extent. Internet shopping meant getting hold of lingerie was now so easy, I could buy my own.... so I did, corsets, knickers, stockings, tights, lace tops.
I got my first outfit together and dressed up, all the feelings that I'd had years earlier came flooding back, only this time turned up to 11. I would dress several times a week, go on cam sites and show myself off to whoever wanted to watch, it really felt good that others wanted to watch me wanking while dresses up. That developed into doing "one man" photo shoots and video and posting on sites like this, I couldn't believe the reaction I got, such horny comments that spurred me to do more pics and videos.
The relationship with my partner improved, we got back together and I moved back, this of course drastically reduced my dressing opportunities, but I could get a good session in once a month or so then after a few years........ fucking lockdowns.....arghhh!
The lockdowns meant I worked from home, and still do. Partner going to work means I can get delivers of new sexy stuff without raising any questions and now have a huge collection of lingerie hidden in the loft. My job means I get away on business reasonably often so my opportunists to indulge are often enough to keep me happy. I'm a closet dresser, she knows nothing of the alter ego
that emerged during those bad relationship times.......... or at least I don't think she does.
I dress purely for my own sexual pleasure (and of course the pleasure I seem to give to others who like my content) I'm not trying to be a woman, don't wan to be a woman. I just love wearing women's underwear and more so recently try to look like a reasonable facsimile of the female form, well from then neck down anyway.
Well that's me and my journey to date.
For how long?
Since puberty really and on and off since, really got back into it in the last 10 years or so, now mid 50s.
What started it?
For me I think it was seeing a poster for the Rocky Horror show that ignited my fetish for wearing lingerie. I was at the age where glimpses of cleavage, outlines of bras, thighs and the occasional stocking top would excite me, then I saw the poster. There was a person that was obviously male but they were wearing lingerie, my *********t brain thought "that looks like fun" and there it began.
During my teens I only had access to one source of women's clothes, my mothers, it was all fairly vanilla stuff, nothing racy.
Whenever the opportunity arose I would try on knickers, bras, underskirts, whatever I could find, and my cock seemed to appreciate it. I would occasionally fake being ill to have a day off school, as soon as my parents had gone to work, there I was wearing whatever took my fancy that day, then one day I came, yes my first ever orgasm was while wearing knickers and a bra.
Fast forward to my later teens and I'd discovered girls. Well girls had much nicer knickers, thongs, wispy lace and mesh...... heaven. When fumbling about with one of my early girlfriends I was just playing with her lace knickers, feeling the material in my hand.She obviously wanted a bit more attention and asked was I more interested in her knickers than what was in them and did I want to wear them, stupidly I said "of course not", I regret that to this day. With every girlfriend I would "borrow" a pair (purely for research purposes of course) and wank in them.
Then came "the one" I would again "borrow" hers, then eventually we moved in together, late 20s and copious amounts of sex resulted in me stopping my fetish for the next 20 years. Relationship issues about 10 or so years ago meant I moved out.
Now the internet was a thing and being on my own most evenings meant a lot of porn was watched, this is when I found I had a previously unknown attraction to transsexuals, their curvy feminine bodies with tits and hard cocks really hit the spotI I wondered if I could emulate them to some extent. Internet shopping meant getting hold of lingerie was now so easy, I could buy my own.... so I did, corsets, knickers, stockings, tights, lace tops.
I got my first outfit together and dressed up, all the feelings that I'd had years earlier came flooding back, only this time turned up to 11. I would dress several times a week, go on cam sites and show myself off to whoever wanted to watch, it really felt good that others wanted to watch me wanking while dresses up. That developed into doing "one man" photo shoots and video and posting on sites like this, I couldn't believe the reaction I got, such horny comments that spurred me to do more pics and videos.
The relationship with my partner improved, we got back together and I moved back, this of course drastically reduced my dressing opportunities, but I could get a good session in once a month or so then after a few years........ fucking lockdowns.....arghhh!
The lockdowns meant I worked from home, and still do. Partner going to work means I can get delivers of new sexy stuff without raising any questions and now have a huge collection of lingerie hidden in the loft. My job means I get away on business reasonably often so my opportunists to indulge are often enough to keep me happy. I'm a closet dresser, she knows nothing of the alter ego
that emerged during those bad relationship times.......... or at least I don't think she does.
I dress purely for my own sexual pleasure (and of course the pleasure I seem to give to others who like my content) I'm not trying to be a woman, don't wan to be a woman. I just love wearing women's underwear and more so recently try to look like a reasonable facsimile of the female form, well from then neck down anyway.
Well that's me and my journey to date.
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