I was in my 20s and finished college and following a short stay in London – where surprisingly I didn’t get up to much, other than some closet dressing and private masturbation I returned home to Glasgow and fell back into my old habits. The addiction had taken grip. I needed physical stimulation where possible from another person or to take risks of places to meet people and wank openly . I had developed few inhibitions by my mid 20s and one favourite places was a sex shop that had opened in the city. As a pull for people to visit they showed R18 movies in a small room at the back of the sho… Přečíst více
Getting the kink...
It started with an erection. For an unknown reason I had put on my mothers tights/ pantyhose, her knee high boots and applied 70s make up to my face. I had never felt so aroused. I didn’t know what was happening to me..I was alive.... and I had a secret. Although my grandmother found traces of makeup on my face, which I passed off as trying to look like glam rockers/ Bowie in the 70s, I knew that I had a longing. The dressing became more regular and although not regularly masturbating at this time, my touching of myself through nylon was becoming an unbearable joy. I soon moved into my sister’… Přečíst více