I Remember My First Crossdressing Experience
I had always been curious about feminine clothing. My mom let me play with my sisters wetsy betsy dolls and change the diapers when I was 3-4. I began to catch glimpses of my older sisters underwear when we would get ready to go to school. we are catholic and my sister was 8 years older than me. This was in the 1960's. I first fell in love with her school girl uniforms, and holiday satin party dresses. From there I became interested in her underwear as our rooms were next to each other and I would get a quick peek as she went from the bathroom to her room. What first intrigued me was the fact that many of her panties were colored, where as my briefs were white. My sister always had a great body and her panties looked, not painted on, but snug, and hugged her beautiful bottom.
At the age of nine I worked up the courage to look in her panty drawer and picked out pair of turquoise nylon hipster style briefs. I pulled them on, and was instantly hooked by the sensation of the fabric against my private parts, and the snug fit on my bottom. I did what boys do with their privates and fell in love with the sensation of the panty gliding against me.
I have since gone all out and dress as a little girl, school girl, and cheerleader, but I will never forget those turquoise hipster panties.
They opened up a new world that I still enjoy 43 years later.
At the age of nine I worked up the courage to look in her panty drawer and picked out pair of turquoise nylon hipster style briefs. I pulled them on, and was instantly hooked by the sensation of the fabric against my private parts, and the snug fit on my bottom. I did what boys do with their privates and fell in love with the sensation of the panty gliding against me.
I have since gone all out and dress as a little girl, school girl, and cheerleader, but I will never forget those turquoise hipster panties.
They opened up a new world that I still enjoy 43 years later.