Starting Out. Part1.
Ive been dressing since a quite young age, since when I grew up with my grandmother after my parents split up. My grandmother was an agent for a corsetry and lingerie company. None of the Ann Summers flimsies of today, but girdles, corsets, long line Bra's and my personal favourite the directoire knicker. As she use to put it "substantial ladies underwear". With having this all around the house, it was easy and acceptable when your young to wear it and run around, which I did with great enthusiasm. There was always the allure of that wonderful slippery material............ . and its many layers, shiny big bloomers and lovely lacy slips, a very nice private sexual awakening.
Most of her customers were mature ladies of a certain age and buxom build, certainly none of the stick insects of today, a word often used in those days was voluptuous.
As time progressed, my mother bought a property and found herself a new husband. All was well, grandmother was down the road, and I had my freedom, which suited everyone, me in particular. I still continued to dress and not get caught, as I was now older. Always however enterprising.
Visiting peoples houses and looking in their washing baskets, whilst spending time in the toilets and bathrooms, became a very curious and thrilling hobby. Although in my quite early teens, some of the knicker finds and stockings, fuelled some delightful orgasms later on. It was also the era of leather coats and PVC Macs. Offering to take a ladies coat when she came to the house, and taking it upstairs to put in my parents bedroom always ended up a delightful task, as well as a feel of the material and if time a quick try on.
The main thing to remember at this time was, that sex was sinful, never discussed, that there was no internet, the only racy magazines were Fiesta and Playboy. It was the era of no pubic hair on show in any publications, on pain of imprisonment for the unfortunate publisher. It was strangely however, the time of some rather unusual magazines called Search, Relate and Forum. Unusual because the content of these magazines was about sex and fetish's all in the best possible taste, well written and no or little vulgarity. They also contained pictures of mature ladies, in rubber macs and aprons, and articles about men who dressed in womans clothes. Shock horror for the Mary Whitehouse brigade, and pages of delight for me. I managed after climbing into various sheds locally, allotments were particularly good, to get ready supplies of these magazines. No damage was caused and nothing removed unlawfully and no vegetables were harmed in the gathering of this vital material. Life was much simpler in those days, Its only when you read and digest this kind of material you know there is a whole new counter culture out there. I decided I was going to find out about it all.
Most of her customers were mature ladies of a certain age and buxom build, certainly none of the stick insects of today, a word often used in those days was voluptuous.
As time progressed, my mother bought a property and found herself a new husband. All was well, grandmother was down the road, and I had my freedom, which suited everyone, me in particular. I still continued to dress and not get caught, as I was now older. Always however enterprising.
Visiting peoples houses and looking in their washing baskets, whilst spending time in the toilets and bathrooms, became a very curious and thrilling hobby. Although in my quite early teens, some of the knicker finds and stockings, fuelled some delightful orgasms later on. It was also the era of leather coats and PVC Macs. Offering to take a ladies coat when she came to the house, and taking it upstairs to put in my parents bedroom always ended up a delightful task, as well as a feel of the material and if time a quick try on.
The main thing to remember at this time was, that sex was sinful, never discussed, that there was no internet, the only racy magazines were Fiesta and Playboy. It was the era of no pubic hair on show in any publications, on pain of imprisonment for the unfortunate publisher. It was strangely however, the time of some rather unusual magazines called Search, Relate and Forum. Unusual because the content of these magazines was about sex and fetish's all in the best possible taste, well written and no or little vulgarity. They also contained pictures of mature ladies, in rubber macs and aprons, and articles about men who dressed in womans clothes. Shock horror for the Mary Whitehouse brigade, and pages of delight for me. I managed after climbing into various sheds locally, allotments were particularly good, to get ready supplies of these magazines. No damage was caused and nothing removed unlawfully and no vegetables were harmed in the gathering of this vital material. Life was much simpler in those days, Its only when you read and digest this kind of material you know there is a whole new counter culture out there. I decided I was going to find out about it all.
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