It started with an erection. For an unknown reason I had put on my mothers tights/ pantyhose, her knee high boots and applied 70s make up to my face. I had never felt so aroused. I didn’t know what was happening to me..I was alive.... and I had a secret. Although my grandmother found traces of makeup on my face, which I passed off as trying to look like glam rockers/ Bowie in the 70s, I knew that I had a longing. The dressing became more regular and although not regularly masturbating at this time, my touching of myself through nylon was becoming an unbearable joy. I soon moved into my sister’… Read more
