Originally Posted by
lynnrichards
I started dressing at about the age of three or four. I would often spend weekends at my grandmother's. She had a large collection of silk underwear, slips, stockings and nightgowns. Every chance I got, I would dress in these clothes and experience a definite thrill in the activity. I would look at myself in a mirror and end each session by rolling around on the bed and with the help of a strategically placed pillow I would reach an orgasm. Of course, at that age, there was no ejaculation and I didn't have a name for it ... but I did certainly achieve orgasm. This behavior was repeated many times, rather compulsively, until about age eight. At about that time, the visits to my grandmother were ended, possibly to discourage me from cross-dressing.
I know these memories are real and I'm surprised that others on this forum admit to starting at this early age, but report that the experience was not sexual for them. In fact, I can't remember anyone saying that cross-dressing at this early age was the least bit sexual. I would like to hear comments from others on this subject, which is why I'm posting now.
To continue with my history, I don't remember dressing again until I reached puberty at about age twelve. I then sought every opportunity to dress in my mother's slips, stockings garter-belts and stockings. By then, I had learned how to masturbate and the occasions that I dressed always ended with release. Later in life, I got married, but still secretly dressed, using my wife's lingerie and items that I bought and hid. Again, the times I dressed were very sexually charged. After six year's of marriage, I told my wife. She was somewhat accepting, but six years later we were divorced.
Since that time, I expanded my cross-dressing by building a complete wardrobe, including wigs and makeup. I also started going out in public. I never remarried and I have lived alone for most of the time since my divorce. As I matured, dressing and going out became more interesting and more fulfilling in many ways. Also, the sexual aspect has diminished ... but it is still there from time to time. Since I live alone, I can dress as often as I like. I am now 71 and don't go out often, but I do dress almost every day at home. I suppose I now regard it as a deeply ingrained habit and very satisfying, if not a compulsion.
Just wondering, if anyone else has a similar history.