Birth of Anna - more to follow

A little about me

I’m a man but I’m most relaxed when I pull on some clothes traditionally worn by women. I don’t look like a woman and I don’t want to be a woman – I’m not sure that many would accept a woman with my … features. But I do enjoy the pleasures of women’s lingerie and the styles available to women.

How it all began

I suppose my story is very similar to a lot of closet crossdressers – dressing up with my sisters. I distinctly remember feeling envious of my older sisters when they wore tights and skirts. I must have been only five or six years old. I did get to wear tights once a year to keep me warm when we went to the local bonfire display. Some people enjoyed the bonfire, some the fireworks and some the burning of the guys. Not me. I was loving the feeling of woolly tights beneath my trousers. Later on the woolly tights were replaced with nylon tights which were so exciting even if they didn’t keep me so warm.

That was what my family knew about. What they didn’t know was that I often raided the airing cupboard and grabbed either my mum’s stockings or my sisters’s tights and wore them in bed all night. This probably started when I was only eight so it wasn’t a sexual experience but I do remember spending the night stroking my hands over my nylon covered legs. I even used to pull a second pair over my hands whilst I explored myself.

My big sister has a lot to answer for. Not only did she dress particularly sexily, as she was progressing through her teens, she wanted to practise her makeup skills on a willing model. Our other sister wasn’t willing so I reluctantly volunteered. I don’t know if I made a pretty girl as unfortunately there is no photographic evidence (this was a long time before everyone having a camera in their pocket on their mobiles) but I know that I loved the application, the smell, the taste and the effort that goes in to making a pretty/sexy girl. This continued for a few months until my sister no longer needed to practise.

Next time I’ll cover my teenage years …

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