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My True Story Chapter 1:*I was a kid when I first discovered women's underwear. I loved the way it made me feel. I had a friend who I'd play*the normal*games that kids play with, and I would always be the girl character. We were children, so nothing out of line went on, but even at a very young age, I had felt an attraction to femininity. There was something that made me feel like I should be the damsel in distress, waiting to be rescued. I remember wanting to feel girly. As I got older, my interests in anything female seemed to*slow down. I don't think I touched a bra or pair of panties for many years, until middle school and puberty arrived. I often waited for my mother to be away so I could rummage through her panty drawers to find things to wear. Some days I would cut school so I could stay home while she was at work. I found all sorts of fun items, and loved playing dress up. I tried all of them on, enjoying the pleasure of the silk and lace. This went on for several years. I loved dressing bahis şirketleri up, and looking at myself in the mirror. Eventually, I would go into some of her make-up and perfume too. All this time I still was attracted to girls, though. I did end up dating a few, and after high school, when I was about 18, I had a long relationship with a girl who would introduce me to a new love: sex toys. We played around with vibrators and dildos a lot, and we experimented with putting them in both her holes. But what pushed me further into becoming Vanessa was when we broke up. She left all of the toys and some of her lingerie at my house, so now they were mine. It was a new level, owning my own lingerie, being able to dress up in my room whenever I wanted to, and being able to fuck myself with a big dildo. Eventually, I began buying things for myself. I found that I really enjoyed the feeling of a medium sized buttplug. My choice of lingerie was always garters, thongs, silk stockings, and a bra. I really bahis firmaları loved the feeling of the garters and stockings on my legs while the thong crept up between my ass. There were times when I would go to Victoria's Secret after work, buy a new thong, bra, garter, and stockings, and then change into them in the bathroom. Then I could feel them under my clothes as I drove home. I would often play online in chat rooms, watching porn,*and masturbating. I would make friends in the chat rooms, and I got so turned on talking to men who were interested in being with me.*I played around with some men over the phone, and I got so turned on making men cum for me, hearing them moan as they*blew their load. *It got to a point where just dressing up wasn't enough. I began wearing makeup, and I got pretty good at applying it. Finally I decided that I needed to get out of the house. I remember the first time that I went out dressed. I was wearing a black thong, bra, and garter belt from Victoria's kaçak bahis siteleri Secret, with lacy stockings, 4" high heeled ankle boots, a plaid skirt, and a black top. I wore a long coat when I walked to my car to conceal myself, but once I got in the car, I took the coat off. It felt so good to feel so feminine and sexy. I drove to the city and parked. When I got out I headed towards a porn shop that I often bought videos at. I remember getting a cat call on my way, which turned me on. What turned me on more was the sound of my heels on the linoleum once I got inside the shop. I could see men in the shop looking at me, and I think some of them wanted to fuck me, which turned me on even more. I bought a new butt plug and video and went home to give myself some release, after getting a few guys off over the phone. I liked to see how far I could take things sometimes. I had one guy*tell me that he wanted me to call him from a payphone, so I would have to go out dressed to call him. That turned me on but*it didn't go much further. Another guy had me drive to a local parking lot and fuck*myself with my dildo in the back of my car. *This kind of thing went on for some more time, and then once again, I needed to go to another level.