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I never had a sister and I wasn't allowed in my parents' bedroom, so I didn't have much opportunity for that.
When I was barely 3 I loved a wig of my mom's. There are pictures of me in it -- my brother even put some makeup on me. They eventually put the wig in a closet on a shelf way up close to the ceiling.
When I was 4 or 5, I had a blanket that I loved carrying around with me. I would wrap it around me like a skirt and try to get it to stay on my waist, or I would try to wrap it around my head like my mom did with towels after she took a shower. I also made it obvious that I wanted to be Wonder Woman a few times, which kinda freaked my dad out. But I really wasn't extremely girly. I just wanted silver bracelets that deflected bullets. I wanted to blow things up and be manly as much as the next little boy.
When I was 6 or 7 I developed a fascination for my mom's old latex/rubber/whatever swim cap with a cool pattern on it... I would get up in the middle of the night and go put it on. Sometimes I would put it over my face till I almost passed out and have really bizarre fantasies about being in an air-tight rubber suit. I guess that's not actually CD-related.
When I was about 10, I stayed with my grandparents out of state for several days. Neither of them were retired, and when they left I found an old dusty lingerie drawer and put on all kinds of things... I had the cutest bustier/teddy/whatever with garters, and I stuffed it with toilet paper...
For awhile in college I liked to wear tights or pantyhose under my jeans. I would get a bit of a thrill out of trying on my GFs panties and spandexy tops when she wasn't around. At one point I ordered a bra that fit me and went tanning with it on every now and then. I was in a bad relationship with one girl and another girl was basically stalking me and always inviting herself over, and I was kinda daring both of them to catch me with bra tan lines. The borderline stalker actually did catch me and I freaked out and kicked her out.
Wow. I'm pretty friggin' weird! :)
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The first time I was about 10 and I got into my mother's drawer bra & panties.
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I remember
I still remember like it was yesterday. When I was about 4 or 5, I would sneak into my grandmothers room and try on her slips. I loved the feel of them. I stopped for many years, then the urge hit me like a freight train when my sister got this cut little dress for Easter. I never got a chance to try it on because I was afraid to go with my feelings. However my cousin came to live with us for a while. she had this skirt that she wore around the house and i love the way it would swish side to side when she walked. When she left I didn't get a chance to wear it but I did find something to wear, and the rest is history. I dressed for about 10 or 15 years after.
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The first thing I can remember is a red and black net petticoat that my mother let me use for dress-up, must have been 3 or 4.
Carol
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I guess I must have been about 10 or 11 years old and it was my mom's pantyhose, full slip and pumps. Not to long after that I filled the cups of the slip with a pair of pantyhose, added her mini dress and wig. Slipped on a taylored lether jacket and went for a walk around the block.
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For me, it was a pair of my Mom's high-heeled boots. Was when I was still pretty young.
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My girfriend's thong and tights. It was one of the most exciting moments in my life. A few months later, the same girlfriend introduced me to friend of hers at a party. When he saw me wearing a pair of black pantyhose, he tried to pick me up all night long. He succeeded, but that's for a different kind of forum...
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around 5 and mom's pantyhose
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In the first or second grade. I was out of clean underwear, so my mom had me wear a pair of my sisters. I still recall standing at the urinal in the boys bathroom, looking down and seeing the design and liking the feel of the material. Years later, I was taking clothes out of the dryer and found some of my mom's lingerie, and liked the feel of the material. Tried it on, and took off from there.
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My first experience came when I was 7 or 8. It was a hot summer (rare thing in the UK), I was out playing with my sister when she asked if I wanted to swap bathing costumes. Something just clicked into place there and then. Having 3 sisters I got bolder as i grew up and start using their lingerie.
I am now happily married with a supportive SO who gets suspicious if I'm not wearing panties
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A friend's Mum's playtex girdle, stockings dress and heels in my mid teens- led to some sessions!
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If I can remember I believe I was about 3 years old and wore a pair of my moms panties and played with a white purse and it just took off from there.
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I was around 10 years old and it was my mothers panties.
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Tights at age 11 I had to wear them for a school play. I have been hooked ever since, I wear them everyday now.
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I can remember a jacket around fifteen, however, upon talking to a friend of my mother's, she did mention that when I was young, I would try things on, although I have no recollection of this !
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Mom, Gave me pantyhose to play with when I was Very young, and the rest is a love for them and many other Fem., things!
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it was a custom of the day for the grand mother to make the "dress" or oufit for the newborn to wear home. i wore my first dress at the age of 2 days. my grandmother made it by hand, she was a seamstress for 40 plus yrs. i have it on my wall as does my brother.
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Mom's panties.
It is interesting that nobody actually bought their first clothing.
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One of my cousin's panties when I was seven or eight. They were white with a blue flower pattern.
When my mom (and my uncles and aunts) couldn't take care of their children, they'd foist them on my grandma. So there were always drawers full of outgrown clothes in her house.
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I was about 10 or 11 and put on my step-sister's bra. To this day, I don't know why I started then, but I knew when I got home from school that day I was going to put it on. I also have memories of wanting to wear things since I was 5 or 6.
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At the age of 6 I tried on my mothers panties and pantyhose. I couldnt believe how great they felt but I got caught by my brother who then ran around telling everone i was gay so i spent years hiding and pushing back the urges to do it again until i was 13 and he'd been sent to my fathers. Then I'd sneak around while mom was at work in her dresses (I was tall but skinny at that time) and panties and silk shirts and skirts. Then the brother moved in so I again hid it until a girlfriend thought it would be "hot" to dress me up.
Guess she didnt think Id like it or something, I ended up loving it (too bad she couldnt deal with it after she lead me back to it).
Now I wear panties and bras all the time and a skirt alot of the time around the house. Other than that, I dont have any other womens clothing but IM working on fixing that thanks to the internet and mail order catalogs.
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I was 3 or 4 caught wearing my sister's panties. She thought it was neat to have a little sister.
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You girls are so lucky, most of you had sisters around your ages. I have one, but she is 6 years younger than me so her clothes never fit.
I started out taking my mom's pantyhose around the age of 10ish. From there it went to wearing her dresses and panties. She had a lot of clothes, so she would put some of the non-seasonal ones in my closet until winter/summer rolled around. Good times for me! I never had to go out and sneak into her room, except for pantyhose.
I'm ashamed to say it now, but I actually shoplifted a few things back then too. When I was in high school, I went to the nearest Wal-Mart and snagged quite a few items like a teddy, pantyhose, panties, and even a bra. I don't have that stuff anymore, sadly. My mom would throw away any female clothes she found of mine. Oddly enough, she never did or said anything beyond that. Mothers can be so understanding sometimes. :love:
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My mother had a little black bra and panties when I was 8. As I just started cd at 54 I purchased a teddy and thong at Target
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The first time I can remember clearly was my elder sister and I being at home.
She was on holiday from school and me from day nursery so I was under five.
I was wearing an old pleated grey school skirt and gym knickers and we went over to my Grandmothers for the day with me as a girl. I've had this confirmed by my sister, she says it was quite the norm for me to want skirts or dresses.
Nothing's changed much then!