How i began dressing up
I was 15 when I first discovered stockings, s friends sister would ask him "fishnets or lace tops tonight"? my eyes popped out of my head, so I stole some. I used to wear them while going out to the woods, strip off everything but them then walk a lil then wank off in public hoping someone would find me.
I then discovered transexuals, transvestites and crossdressers porn. I began to make make-shift clothes - mini skirt out of an old t-shirt, buy tights and cut out a certain way that made suspender tights. it was such a horny time that naturally lead to the fantasy side of dressing.
I joined a mobile chat site, horny chat was as close to reality as I wanted to be. then an old guy befriended me. he was in his 50s. the more we talked the more I fantasised about the dirty old dominant man who I wanted to serve.
he lived near morecambe, my uncle had a shop there. so one time, I told him to come in and buy something - take out your money in a plastic money bag, that's how I would identify him. he showed up. I told my uncle I'm going for a long walk by the promenade. I met him outside a hotel. we went back to his flat. he gave me a bag, "get dressed".
a red lycra miniskirt and red boob tube with white lacetop stockings, a butt plug and poppers. I was shaking!
he used me, but was so condiderate - I think back to how he manipulated the situation - what he picked for me to wear, poppers to make me more horny, butt plug to stretch me knowing I was a virgin.
the next school holidays i spent in morecambe. he introduced me to bondage. I had my first ever threesome.
some people have said "he was the P word" but I dont think so. I just loved the way he made me dresd for him, perform for him.
I then discovered transexuals, transvestites and crossdressers porn. I began to make make-shift clothes - mini skirt out of an old t-shirt, buy tights and cut out a certain way that made suspender tights. it was such a horny time that naturally lead to the fantasy side of dressing.
I joined a mobile chat site, horny chat was as close to reality as I wanted to be. then an old guy befriended me. he was in his 50s. the more we talked the more I fantasised about the dirty old dominant man who I wanted to serve.
he lived near morecambe, my uncle had a shop there. so one time, I told him to come in and buy something - take out your money in a plastic money bag, that's how I would identify him. he showed up. I told my uncle I'm going for a long walk by the promenade. I met him outside a hotel. we went back to his flat. he gave me a bag, "get dressed".
a red lycra miniskirt and red boob tube with white lacetop stockings, a butt plug and poppers. I was shaking!
he used me, but was so condiderate - I think back to how he manipulated the situation - what he picked for me to wear, poppers to make me more horny, butt plug to stretch me knowing I was a virgin.
the next school holidays i spent in morecambe. he introduced me to bondage. I had my first ever threesome.
some people have said "he was the P word" but I dont think so. I just loved the way he made me dresd for him, perform for him.
12 years ago
