Greetings, my dear readers. First I want to express my appreciation for your responses to my blog postings. It is so rewarding to know that there are so many of you that share this common experience with me that we call, loosely, “crossdressing”. Perhaps a better term is “gender fluid.” That pretty much works for me, as we all have a sense of who we are that is much broader than the confining role of the traditional binary male. I can’t imagine going back to being the macho male I once pretended to be (I say “pretended” because that was never who I really was) and wearing those heavy, scratchy underwear. Thinking about this fascinating journey of embracing the inner femme that we know ourselves to be, I started wondering about what got us all started on this journey.
I’ve read a lot of posts on various sites, regarding crossdressing folks like us, and have found there are many starting points. Some have sisters, and got started by exploring their sister’s panty drawer, or closet in search of the perfect skirt or dress. Others went foraging in their mom’s closet and dresser. Others didn’t have a sense of their femme self until later in life and lived, or do live, in fear of discovery by their wives. Others, the most fortunate of all, have a spouse that is totally okay with the feminine side of her husband or significant other, and lives happily in the gender fluid world with him.
So, I have a question for you: what got you started, and at what age? When did you first slip on that luscious pair of panties and know you were hooked – that this was a part of who you are? When did you first try on that first bra, or blouse, or skirt, and know that this was something you just had to do? We all had some starting point that led to where we are now, and I would love to hear your stories. By reading the blogs here at Xdress, surely by now you know you are far from alone in this fascinating world of the gender fluid; you are part of a virtual community here at Xdress. Tell me your story – I would love to hear it!
Fondest regards,
Angie
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I got started quite yong 7 or 8 I remember the day very well I was in the laundry room with my mother, she pulled out a pair of orange satin panties with lace trimming on the legs, they were so shiny, she folded them and placed them on the the pile of clothes I new were one of my older sisters, I wanted to feel them so badly, I sat there have mesmerized as I tried to continue to play, my mother finally left the room, I quickly snatched up the smooth garment rubbing it on my face, remembering where I was I looked around and quickly stuffed them in my pocket and ran up to my room, closing the door behind me, I retrieved them from my pocket and again rubbed them on my face, the feeling was exquisite, I had to try them on, I dropped my pants pulling my tighty whitys down with them, I slowly stepped into them, they felt amazing I wore them for two days, when they got soiled I would just put them back in the hamper and searc for a new pair, sometimes having to sneak into my sisters room and grab a pair, this went on until my sisters moved out, by then I was driving and could go buy my own, wow what an experience that was, but that’s a story for another day, needless to say I was hooked, and now have very understanding wife who not only accepts my feminine side but helps me pick out things and often surprises me with a special purchase.
I started at about 16. Sneaking my moms nylon panties and hose. Excited me. I remember when I was 5 or 6 my aunts dressed me up and went on about what a pretty girl I was. Fast forward to when I was about 44 and worked at post office. I had packages from bigalslingerie delivered to po box. Every item that came, gogo boots. Panties. Lingerie. Bought panties and sexy clothes at lane bryant. Since then have dressed in private at home or on single trips. Wife has found panties. Old fashioned so wouldn’t accept so I still have to be a gurl in private. I have been told I have pretty fem features and luv to makeup and dress. Haven’t been brave enough to go out dressed
I first became curious upon seeing panties on the side of the road as a kid (about 7 or 8). This was back in the mid 90’s and what I saw was a hanes small scallop trimmed purple bikini panty. When I finally decided to try them on I didn’t just try them right then and there though. I went into the bathroom and got some detergent then hand washed them. After I rung it out, I decided to hang them in my closet hidden so no one would see them. But I couldn’t resist. I slipped them on and I instantly loved how they fit. I liked them so much I danced around my room in them. One of the purest times of my childhood when sex wasn’t even a thought in my mind. I did however like the clothes girls wore but didn’t know why.
Loved reading the comments and I’m going to share mine soon. I’m 63 years young and I have been dressing and playing with female attire for 50 plus years. A number of girls helped and a wife of 20 years had a great time. My current so is younger and ever more supportive. She did find this app. I will have the how it started story soon. A little bit began in mom’s beauty parlors. Thank you for the form to read about other people like me and a place to tell them about me.
Nathan
What a great reveal
This is the place to let it all out with support and no judgement
We are all alike and different so to speak
Lots of us dont desire sex change but lots of us do
Some of us like you love the feel of the clothes
So welcome feel free to post on all the topics
Angie is great