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My new pink bra
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Today I wandered around a few womens wear shops. I Love to do this always check out the bras and Lingerie my favorite section. In one I saw a pink bra and pantie set, it brought back memories, It was a pretty cotton set fairly plain with a lace trim, Pretty and Feminine. What I saw in it was not a pink bra and pants but the 1st bra and pants I ever wore as a 12 year old all those years ago. How I remember them, my sisters 1st bra and pantie set, she wanted them so bad she kept pestering mother and when her tits were starting to be noticable she was bought these plain cotton bra and pants.
She was so happy she loved them and had to come home and tell me she finaly had a bra, later that evening I got her to show me her bra clad tits and it was the start of a life time of loving bras To wear them, touch them ,look at them, to me its faboulous.
So now I am happy I shall go to bed wearing them and wank my self dry. Tomorrow I must phone her up and tell her of my find and remind her how I loved to wear her bras all those years ago
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Posted on : Jan 19, 2010
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Commented on Sep 13, 2016
Thanks for a wonderful blog. I came of age in the late 60's and like you discovered my mother's underwear drawer in my early teens. It remains my single most sexually charged experience. I started by wanking with her panties, girdles, bras or stockings wrapped round my cock, but soon graduated to wearing the underwear. In turn i progressed to wearing her dresses and shoes - to this day I adore wearing heels! I came to realise that deep down I loved everything feminine and in truth wanted, and still would love, to be a female. That said it's all repressed and I've managed to live a "normal" male life, whatever that might be!
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Commented on Jan 31, 2016
I have a similar experience, but yet slightly different. I was fascinated by female lingerie at a very young age. And when i reached my puberty at the age of 12 I took an Active part in exploring them closer. To watch them, to touch them, to caress my naked body with them and - of course - to dress in them.
My mother was very mature and I also had an older sister, so there were plenty of lingerie at home. But, strange enough, I never touched my sister's lingerie. Only my mother's. I was a lot more sexually attracted to my mother than to my sister. So my mother's lingerie were a lot more exciting to "play" with. Furthermore, my mother had a much larger variety of lingerie.
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Commented on Aug 15, 2013
Wish I'd have had a sister when I was a young teen. I can remember the excitment of examining my cousin;s first bra and panties in her underwear draw when I was about eleven. Got instantly hard - so arousing. Used to love seeing her white knickers up her short skirt (we're talking early to mid sixties here). She used to sit opposite me with her legs wide open, I don't think she realised the effect it had on me. We're both in our late fifties now and I still adore her lovely big legs.
Great blog, I'm from a similar era to you. Loved crossdressing since I was a teen and since seeing my mum's lingerie catalogues in the mid sixties. Love girdles, long-lines and stockings.
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Commented on Jan 20, 2010
You should wear it to work tomorrow! no-one will know.... except me and you!
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