Gone cottin choppin.
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Gone cottin choppin.
You know I thought I'd read about your expolits.
http://www.wreg.com/news/wreg-panty-...,6635305.story
http://www.kspr.com/videobeta/21f631...ies-on-roadway
I hope you have grown out of this ah, err 'hobby'.
Gone cottin choppin.
Oh yeah... I was a prolific borrower... Neighbors.... Friends sisters... Friends sisters neighbors. And my 10 grade english teacher!
Karen, how on earth did you get your 10th grade English teacher's panties?
So I guess we all got the message.
Stealing and then WEARING another person's underwear is not just wrong, it's kinda gross. There exists a serious ick factor here. Getting your own underwear is so easy that this sort of behavior should be strongly discouraged at any age. I know kids steal all sorts of things, but everyone here is at least old enough to use a computer and by that time one should know better.
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And bra!! After my parents got divorced my mom rented out our spare room... For a couple years.... To young women... Who were just my size.... One who ended up being my 10th grade english teacher! Lol. :).Quote:
Originally Posted by Michala
my cusion stayed with us for week once and i tryed on her binkin it was nice
Guilty as well but never from a teacher of mine. Girlfriends and their mothers yes but all of this was well over 35 years ago. I'm betting that more of us did this when we were young and not too bright who probably won't admit it. This thread is almost like a confessional. I know it was wrong - very wrong but you can't change the past so I just kinda feel better admitting to it and moving on.Quote:
Originally Posted by Karren Hutton
When I was younger it was mostly family or friends whose stuff I had access to. It was difficult to get stuff from other places. One of my friends had a sister who was a few years older and her stuff was my favorite. While I look back it may not have been the best choices to pilfer from them, but what other options did I have?
Let's see. Other than family. There was this girl down the street when I was 7 and she was 9. My sister's friends. There was this lady who let me feed her dog while she was on vacation for two weeks when I was 12. I wore everything! Including her minidresses. Wow. Then my friend's sisters and girlfriends. My one friend's mom who used to be a showgirl when I was 13-14. I used to wish she'd catch me and teach me.
Guilty of this as well. Had neighbor who asked me to watch house while on vacation. Tried on daughters swimsuits, skirts, and other fine feminne clothes thatI liked.
I have and ended up taking a pair or two. One girl that I was particularly attracted to I took a pair of her panties just after she had showered, When she came out of the bathroom I went to pee and they were on the floor and they were stilll warm. I got an arousal from wearing them something fierce. I later got rid of them in a purge. Billie Jean
Not for nothin', but isn't all that "borrowing" called stealing??????
Molly
I don't think anyone sets out to be a thief, and it's not all that often we see someone who goes out and buys an outfit or sexy underwear so they can try out crossdressing.Quote:
Originally Posted by Mollyanne
I started in 2nd or 3rd grade, and borrowed my mom's while she was at work when I was a kid, or my sister's stuff. When I was finally on my own I was too preoccupied with girls to think about girly clothes. I lived in an apartment complex and found a couple pairs of panties that had been left in dryers and forgotten. That brought back my urge to wear panties, but I didn't want to wear 24/7 back then and had frequently had a girlfriend living with me. I also wound up with panties left behind by girls on a few occasions, and never bothered to return them unless they asked.
My only flagrant case of panty thievery was a few years later, when I started going home with a waitress who was working at this nightclub where I hung out. I saw lacy underwear in the huge pile of laundry next to her bed and could hardly take my eyes off of it. We were both drunk, and I managed to leave with a pair of her panties in my pocket. The same thing happened the next few times I went home with her. One time I put them on in her bathroom after I showered in the morning, and tossed my tighty whiteys out the bathroom window into a trashcan in the alley. The fourth or fifth time I went home with her, she smiled at me and said, "I'm running out of sexy panties". I was too embarrassed to say a word.
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She never asked me if I knew where her panties had disappeared to, or mentioned it again. We went out for a few more months and got along great, but mutually lost interest in a serious relationship and went our separate ways.
I've also had my house broken into and my undies stolen, a dozen pairs of my nicest panties, plus nighties and other girly things, so I know how it is to feel violated. Police aren't so great unless they see the guy climb out a window. I wound up having to catch the burglar myself when he came back for more, and he went to prison for it.
Now thare is a story I would sure like hear more about!Quote:
Originally Posted by Karren Hutton
It is not so easy when you are raised in a traditional African village, Most of the women do not own a bra infact most don't have underwear at all.
My first "adventures" came after buying my own stuff.
What is it like growing up in a villiage like that my friend?Quote:
Originally Posted by Domenick
I have only wore my Grandmothers knickers, bra and tights upto now but I'm absolutely loving it!
Not necessarily!! Crossdressers borrow... Perverts steal! LolQuote:
Originally Posted by Mollyanne
Growing up in a remote village like I did is a negative experience for a sensitive boy like I was.The Women do all the work except finding food, the men have a lot of time on their hands and there is a lot of "rape" happening. The women accept this and due to the small size of the population often know their "rapist". The men refuse to accept it is rape and call it suprise sex, they put a woman in a position where she can fight or give in to the inevitable. Usually after this happens a group of women will round up the rapist and will try to get the best out of the situation for the raped woman, A process known a Kindle Him In The Christ (KHITC) wherethe women try to increase his morals theough prayer. sometimes it works but usually they just go through the motions and do as they please after the KHITC process is over.
This is just a small part of the life I lived and a large part of me getting out of there.
You had a hard life and I love the idea of KHITC, the power of prayer is a great thing and I believe we should all try this KHITC you speak of.Quote:
Originally Posted by Domenick
Yes the world would be a better place if more men KHITC
Seems to me had they practiced the martial art of klick pao it would have ended such misbehav'n right away.Quote:
Originally Posted by Domenick
SarahLynn
I started early with my sisters stuff and some of my moms. Geez, that was about 7 years of my crossdressing, come to think of it. I started at 13 or so and didn't buy my own stuff until I was about 20 or so.
I started "borrowing" when I was about 12 and I started with my mothers and sister and my sisters friends. Then my stepmothers and her moms, which surprisingly she had some better undies then my stepmom! Lol friends sisters my bosses daughter once, gfs or random one night stands.. Te best I think though was in college the washer ad dryer was shared by all and when the girls would leave their laundry in the dryer ad go back to their dorm that laundry room turned into a sexy buffet!!
But the village is just a few rondawels with no road connecting it to anywhere else. There is no running water, no electricity or sewage removal. The wild animals are a constant danger as are the venomous snakes and spiders.
I borrowed from my best friend's older sister. She was my size and always left her things in the bathroom. She had the best matching bras and panties.
I was to young to buy my own things so i would wear my moms and sisters things and had a few girl cousins that when i would go over i would take there pantyhose but for some reason i never would touch anybodies panties. I only started wearing womans panties for about 5 yrs. I guess i thought that panties were a personal thing.
Even though I'm still young I don't think I ever or will steal any clothing. I think I'd buy it myself when I get a chance
I do owe an apology to an unidentified female in my college dorm who found her load of clothes in the dryer lighter by one bra and one pair of panties.... ;) (Sorry, Love!)
But otherwise, have only borrowed and then returned items, have only worn panties of my wife's (other than ones I've bought), and have only kept anything that was already in the "donation" bag.
I guess that is is one of those situations where it helps to be able to shop for panties and girly things on the internet. I would hate to get caught stealing panties by a tiger or a venomous snake.Quote:
Originally Posted by Domenick
I borrowed my sister amd moms stuff so much that when they found it was missing they just came to me. Then after awhile, they quit coming to me and just let me keep what ever it was I took.
I started to dress before I was old enough to buy my own stuff. I mainly borrowed from my sister, step-sister or mom. When I was a teenager, I also babysat for a family and tried the mom's clothes on after the kids were asleep.
When I was in high school I often babysat the small son of one of my mom's friends. Once I had put the little guy to bed I would visit the master bedroom and my mom's friend's panty drawer. I would stand before the full-length mirror admiring how my slender body looked in various pairs of panties, but always returned them neatly folded to the drawer. When I got to college I met a girl (now my wife) whose sister worked in high-end retail and had a panty drawer with what had to be over 100 pairs of all styles and colors of panties and thongs. Best of all she was more my size! I am not ashamed to say I have borrowed (and still do) multiple pairs of panties from her because I still get excited from seeing myself adorned in them and always return them!
I have never worn anybody else's ginch.
Yep, sure - but this was mainly when younger. These days I got the courage to do my own shopping, but nevertheless I do still have a little bit of a fetish in me and I always try to keep at least some piece of garment from every girl that comes my way. Last week I scored at least 10-20 items. Not too bad! Not for me to wear but they sure look nice and inspire me when shopping.
/Johanna
I'm not proud of it, but yeah I had a friend in Jr. High and freshman year of high school that I would hang out with a lot, and sleep over at his place. His older sister was away at college and occasionally I would sneak a chance to try on her clothes. I even managed to talk him into doing it too like it was just a mischievous game to play. I think all men are at least a little bit curious about women's things so that's probably why he was willing to indulge it, but as far as I know he hasn't continued to crossdress since then. I do feel guilty about invading her privacy like that, wearing someone else's panties is definitely a no-no. I started buying my own as soon as I had my own car to drive to VS.
When I was growing up I would try on my friends moms panties and tights all the time. Loved it. I really discovered myself
Why would I babysit the little brats if I didn't get to wear the mom's clothes when the kids were asleep?
Tracy
I once house sat for a couple I knew, who went on holiday and asked me to stay in their house while they were away for two weeks. There was a laundry basket with washed clothes in it left in the laundry and I had a lovely time wearing her panties, bras and a camisole that I just adored and would wear constantly. I also tried on some of her dresses and in particular a gorgeous ball gown in green and black. Sorry to say I split the stitching on that dress a little, and hoped that it would be a while before it was discovered, and put down to normal usage. The great thing about the laundry basket was I could wear what I wanted and just wash it afterwards and put it back in the basket. In the end however I ended up ironing all the clothes in the basket, and told them I did it one night while I was bored.
In grade school I had a friend who lived with his younger brother and their single mom. We were often in the house alone while she was at work and whenever the opportunity arose, I would sneak into her room and inspect her lingerie drawer. She had an assortment of very provocative lingerie including panties, bras, teddies, garter belts and stockings. Some of the panties were very translucent and others were ruffled with lace trim and almost all were in various shades of pink. I would "borrow" her panties and model them in front of her vanity mirror while my friend and his brother were taking target practice with their BB guns in the basement. While they were busy pursuing thier interest, I was busy pursuing mine, (and mine was a lot more fun than shooting BBs at a paper target).
Alas, after eighth grade my friend moved to another city along with his brother, his mom and her pretty lingerie, but I kept one of the "borrowed" items, a pair of pastel pink panties with white lace trim on the legs and three strands of lace on the butt. I kept the panties until they became so tattered I had to throw them out (boo hoo).
When I was younger, I would go for months and even years without indulging. So when an opportunity arose I took advantage. Girlfriends, their room mates, and other sources contributed to my obsession. I finally got the nerve to buy a few garments about 25 years ago.
I have to admit I have borrowed from cousins, girl friends and others. So according to Karren I'm just a crossdresser and not a pervert. :)
My first pair of panties was the same story. I spent the night at my moms friend so they could go out.I took a pair of satin panties with little roses. I got a chill remembering the first time I wore them.
I'll never tell...........
only done this the once. It was when I was at college and used to stay at my GF house. She had to go home for a fw days for a family emergency, but I stayed as I was good friends with her house mates. When they were all out for tehday, I raided my then GF's house mates pantie drawer....... what a lot of fun, but what a lot of explaining if i'd been caught!!!