Story Of My Life!!!

Ever since I was a young boy, I wanted to be a girl, but I was also in to motorcycles and muscle cars and stuff, When I was about 6 i stole a pantyhose out of my mom's drawer and put it on at night in bed, Loved the feeling of it and I was hooked.
Later, I started to wear her dresses and skirts altough they where still way to big for me but I just could not resist.
Then at a point, around 13, 14 years old they fitted me perfectly and I just couldn't wait to be home alone to put them on and parade in front of the mirror, She never caught me but I had a couple of very close calls.
Being still a young boy, back then I could actually pass for a young girl and so I went out a few times dressed as one too, as I lived in a big building where people hardly know each other it was easy to get in and out whitout getting noticed.
So of to town I went dressed as a young sexy looking girl and enjoyed every second of it!
It was nothing sexual, it just felt right and I was happy, there was no internet back in those days so there I was thinking I was the only person on earth who dressed in clothes of the opposite sex (what did I know) So I even I was happy and it felt right to me, I was still thinking there was something wrong with me especialy that I was not at all attracted to boys what so ever!! Only good and sexy looking girls got my attention!
In the mean time, I was growing up and I tried to stop wearing girls clothes and as I said, if there was one thing that had more attraction on me than sexy clothes, it was motorcycles.
Motorcycles was my reason for living altough I've never been on one before I had my own, nobody in my family or they're friends had even seen a motorcycle from close in those days so I don't know where I got that virus either.
So since I did not wanted to be a tranny, I focused more on motorcycles and I must say it worked for a while, started to make myself some real friends, hangin out together goin for long rides it kind of drifted away...........But not for long, it always came back, that, that thing that wanted me to dress as a girl, me, the 6.6 tall bad *** looking biker!!!
So as long as I lived with my mother, I had acces to all her clothes (and by then some of my own) but then came the moment I moved in with this super sexy and lingerie lovin girl and the more I looked at her, the more I wanted to get into her panties, and I mean get in her panties AND stockings AND mini skirts and all those super girlie like little things and again, I just could not resist myself, so I wore them when I was home by myself.
The only thing I got away with was telling her I was wearing pantyhose to keep warmer in the winter (motorcycle, remember??) and when riding in the rain (witch actualy is true) but she didn't like it, not that she ever said anything when I was wearing them to ride but that was it!!
Anyway, since I could not be completely who I was the relation lasted about 7 years and that was it, and every other relation I had ended basicly for the same reason,
By now I know that I will never stop wearing those sexy little thing altough it's getting harder and harder to pass for a girl or woman it's just that it makes me feel pretty and I love the feel on my skin.
I'm still a biker and that;s another thing that will never change! But now I've realized that this is who I am. A huge bad *** looking biker that loves to where silk stockings and panties and what girl would fall for that???
So I just stay single, ride, wear my lingerie under my jeans and hope that maybe one day I might run in to this one woman who will accept me as I am for what I am. But I realize chances are very slim.
Well that's about it !!!
Nickysixx Nickysixx
41-45, M
1 Response Jan 22, 2013

It is a difficult row that we hoe being at both ends of the masculine feminine spectrum.
I too have the problem in that I am 6'2" and 200 lbs, so my fem image is a little difficult to achieve, but as I have said in some of my stories, I am not dressing to please anyone but myself.
Unfortunately for some of us this means having to keep our desires well hidden.
I certainly hope you will get lucky and find an accepting woman to participate in your adventures.

Yvonne.