I tried on my sister's panties when I was 12.
They looked so cute, so sexy..
I couldn't help myself.
I tucked my dick between my legs and pulled them over my hips, delicately positioning them just like a girl.
They felt yummy!
When I saw the shiny, lacy pink briefs in the mirror - snug, flat pubic area, back seam shaping my soft, round ass - I knew I was in trouble - I wanted to try on more!
Sure enough, the more sexy lingerie I tried on, the more I loved it.
Pantyhose and high heels.. changed my life!
A beige panty girdle!
I began 'borrowing' her clothes, putting them on, and just luxuriating in the feminine finery.
I needed to feel more free.
I would wait until late at night, put on her bra, panties, pantyhose, high heels, black floral print dress or tight designer jeans and satin blouse, and walk around the block completely dressed as a girl. I had long, curly hair, so that part was all natural.
It was exhilarating!
I felt like a cute sexy girl, and I loved it.
I questioned my sexuality, because I shouldn't want to feel like a girl, but just the look and feel of the clothes made me want them on me, especially if I saw them on sexy women. I'd call them sluts under my breath, but I really wanted to be just as cute, just as sexy.
I began wearing sexy underwear under my male clothes, and the occasional and slightly uncomfortable tugs on my skin were a luscious reminder of my inner encasement in femininity.
I knew I had a problem.
I tried to stop, and did ok for a few years, but my secret self nagged me every time I'd see an underwear ad or catalog with deliciously sexy models in tight, revealing clothing..
"You know you'd love to feel and see that on your body, you slut!"
Frederick's of Hollywood, Victoria's Secret - even J.C. Penney had beautiful, sexy outfits.
I had to get my own clothes - my sister's just weren't sexy slutty enough!
I worked up the courage to go to a department store in male clothes and buy a few items that I had to have - things that my sister didn't have, and would never, ever buy - lacy, shiny black bra, panties, garter belt, black stockings...!
I later got a stockroom job at a womens' clothing store, opening boxes, bringing racks out to the sales floor, etc.
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