A World Of Fun, Not Fantasy

My love of cross dressing began when I was 12, I was left alone for the day because my parents were at work and I was on a school holiday. I had no intention of doing it, but when I was doing my chores I came across the laundry basket. I opened it to get the washing and put it in the washer. Because there was so much, I had to do it in two goes, on the second go I looked in and saw a delight, a black, lacy bra of mums and matching panties and stockings. I had a strange urge to try one on. So, I striped to my briefs, and put the panties and bra on - followed by the stockings. WOW. My body was so overcome by the feel of the soft materials on my body, the stockings hugging my legs and the look in the mirror that i had now gone to, I made my briefs wet. But what a day, going around in mums clothes and covering up before they got home. Even to this day they don't know about me, and I am glad of it. There are many more stories and firsts, but this was the beginning of who I am today.

Lots of love,

Suzanne (Suzi)

lejjie lejjie
18-21, T
4 Responses Feb 15, 2010

thats very interresting honey

nice dear

I'm glad of it happening though!

I don't know why it happens. It just does.