first article of women's clothing that u tried on

Many moons ago...when I was 14 or 15, my mom's black leotard.

The first article of clothing I tried on, would be my sisters gymnastics leotard. Or maybe her one piece swimsuit. I am not sure which was the "first" but I tried both on, and regularly snuck in an wore one or the other when she wasn't home. Or even when I went to bed, but I kept getting caught and, that was never a pleasant experience.

I can remember playing dress up with my sister when I was about 6 or7 so it had to be one of her dresses she was about 10 .

Lisa.

Similar to Susancheerleader, I first tried on my sister's ballet leotards and tights that she wore to dance class. After that I was hooked. Later, like Susancheerleader I also snuck in regularly and tried on her one piece swimsuit as well as the leotards to spend a couple of hours mincing about the house in them. I never got caught, but had close calls, especially when the pantyhose I tried on off the towel rod stretched out. I thought I was trapped until I rinsed them out and hung them up again and they returned to their shape. Always wondered what would happen if I did get caught in sis's leotards and tights because I later wore my own openly around my parents without a problem.

The first things were my moms girdle hose and heels. Love at first touch.

Was some of my mom's pantyhose for me also!

The first thing for me was a pair of my mom's high heels.

My sister used to dress me up aroun 8-10, and I tried pantyhose myself around 10-11, been addicted since!

The first item for me was my sister's white panties with lace. I remember how soft and slippery it felt and how exciting and sexy it was. I loved the lace around the legs too, and still do.

probably around age 9 or 10, had to be my mothers bra and nylons, which she kept in a dresser drawer next to my bed. didn't have all the toys of today to play with, so i would get into her things and i remember strolling around the house pretending to be my mother...

I tried on a woman's vagina.
Then the fluourescent lights in the operating room were too bright, so I screamed and cried.
I was 6 lbs, 8 ounces.

I would have to say first item was a pair of my moms pantyhose and heels around 8 years old I believe.

My wife's panties, at 33. We run out of laundry and she suggest to use hers. Non erotic at the time. But later, it sparks my ever growing interest in lookin cute (phemenine). First out fit? Old wife's skirt and blouse with make up and hat (with her help/autorization)

I was only about 6 when an older girl persuaded me to slip on a dress, she showed me off to her Mum and slipped two tennis balls in the bust of the dress - so it was all her fault!

Mom's pantyhose at 5 or 6 yrs old.

pantyhose for sure, then tights, then panties.... then hooked

Pantyhose age 13. I still remember that moment well. Extreme pleasure mixed with intense guilt

I remember wanting to wear something of my sisters, a one piece shorts and top thing when I was about 4. I don't recall that I ever did get try that on. I'm sure it must have been some panties some where between then and age 6.

First - Mum's knickers (most Freudian), at a late age, maybe 10 or 11. No signs before that except I thought most boys were stupid. Girls, well like I didn't even know girls existed until I was 11 and fell in love. After that it was mostly a downhill slope. I suppose I had to make a choice. Possess a girl or be a girl. I'm still sorting that one out.

First - Mum's knickers (most Freudian), at a late age, maybe 10 or 11. No signs before that except I thought most boys were stupid. Girls, well like I didn't even know girls existed until I was 11 and fell in love. After that it was mostly a downhill slope. I suppose I had to make a choice. Possess a girl or be a girl. I'm still sorting that one out.

moms pantyhose! and im sure she knew but never said anything because i sure made a giant run in them! ooops! i was about 6 or 7

First - Mum's knickers (most Freudian), at a late age, maybe 10 or 11. No signs before that except I thought most boys were stupid. Girls, well like I didn't even know girls existed until I was 11 and fell in love. After that it was mostly a downhill slope. I suppose I had to make a choice. Possess a girl or be a girl. I'm still sorting that one out.

My mother's panties and baby-doll nightie when I was a young child. It felt so natural - I knew straight away that I was really a girl (and of course I still feel the same way!)

A red dress with a little blue tie on it never seen my mom wear it but i sure did

A bra of my mother's. Which then led to my sister's clothes and then to having my own bra and panties. Which led to my own skirts and dresses after leaving home.