Two And Counting

 Rule (+18) applies

Of all the things a (32)yr old could own, my absolute two prized possessions above all others by a mile were the two pairs of Anna's panties that were the mementos of my time spent experimenting in her things. With every opportunity I could I would place a pair on my face and jerk off wildly with the other in my hand while dreaming of being dressed again, of being dressed in front of Anna and her sister Gloria, and being subject to other Women. The fantasies of being dressed enfemme and being subjected to other Women's whims and desires was now another branch off the sapling that was my fetish for Women's clothing. I'm not sure where that all started. Perhaps in the back pages of the Hustler magazine I had stashed in my closet. Maybe I could place the finger on those same back pages on my yet undiscovered passion of TGirls but that would be another story for a later time.

For now, my desires rested solely in enveloping myself in women's clothing and being a plaything for them. Being subjected to their laughter and taunting...and being taught the finer points in how to look and behave more like them. 

 

Right from the very beginning my mind was developed with the sense that women's clothing brought me positive reinforcement from Women, and it was the burning desire to receive it, that fuelled my dreams now. 

On the other side of the coin, my life as a normal (32) yr old guy was business as usual. Sports, girls and cars ruled the day, but at night it was a different story as the mature Women of my dreams were guiding me to a place that was satin and lace heaven, and I was fully on board...Little did I know that the train would derail in a matter of weeks....