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By *stelle OP TV/TS
7 weeks ago
Cumbernauld |
Been cross dressing for a long time, started maybe when I was around 14, I would go into my mothers wardrobe and drawers , pull on a pair of tights, panties and a skirt, have a wank looking in the mirror, that was it, an event that only took five minutes then it was over.
From that time I would partake in the same thing with girlfriends clothes when it was safe to do so. I was never dressed for any length of time.
Then I’m in my late 40s and I am living alone and started wishing I could dress up, so I did, I went to charity shops and started buying mini skirts, would go to Asda and buy holdups, trying to find shoes was a nightmare but I found that an open toe backless wedge style shoe in a ladies 8 I could manage it.
So I would dress up mainly from the waist down, prance about in front of a mirror while wanking my cock and my god what a fucking orgasm I would have, so intense.
Ok so there is a brief synopsis of how it evolved.
Now I’m still living alone, still adore women, love to fuck women, BUT I still love to dress and as I’m dressed I think about guys, handsome guys with large cocks, a few years ago I would go out in my car or van, dressed from the waist down, stockings & suspenders or hold ups, tiny panties , a mini skirt and my heels, I liked Stirling services, still do but not the toilets, just the car park, also Forrest mill car park and the car park on the way to Sherrif muir, when I got there I would pull off my rigger boots and jogging bottoms, I’m already wearing the sussies and panties and pull on my skirt and heels, got to say it was a horny feeling but scary at the same time., can continue if anyone is interested |
