Where Crossdressing Comes From - Ramblings of a CD br

I've often wondered where my urge to dress in stockings came from. I didn't do it as a child - as so many of you out there did and I didn't wear my girlfriends' clothes either.

I've been asked from time to time what the fascination is and my explanation is this.
(Obviously there is no one 'source' to ones desires, perversions and needs but they usually stem from a single event)

I would love to hear from like minded people on what triggered them finally to cross-dress.

For me...I was in Antigua with a g/f and although it was idyllic (we were in Sandals) I wasn't getting any sex, in fact I hadn't had any for ages. Typical male-female sexual dynamics were in play - the woman using sex to manipulate the relationship, the man too stupid and gullible to do anything about it.

So - I'm walking back from the beach one day and this woman walking towards me seemed to have a look in her eye - she had spotted my pecs obviously - but when she got near she looked away

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