So where did all this begin, well, it was when I was about 13 years old. I was beginning to feel sexual and whilst I had no interest in boys I did always have a girlfriends. So. around the same age we used have a guy, John, he used to rent DVD's out the back of a bashed up Blue Cortina and the car was not the only blue thing he had,

So we began renting dvd's from him, me and my mates. The usual films for teens about that age but around 6 months later we started asking for films above our age and he let us have them, raw head rex was one i can remember.

So following this we asked him did he have porn. Well he did and the first porn film I watched was Blue Lady.

We sat there opened mouthed as a guy had it off with his secretary lol...

I loved it!! The thought of doing what they were doing led me to relive it over and over as I played with myself that night.

Over the next few months we watched more films and one day whilst walking along a disused railway with a few Friends we came across a bag containing what must have been around a 100 porn mags..

So we looked through them and saw things we had no idea about. The were a few mags of what looked like women but they had cocks... my friends all laughed and threw them. We split the mags between us and I found somewhere in my room to hide them.

However, I could not stop thinking about the ones that had been thrown. I got on my bike the next day and cycled to where they were and took them home.

I looked through them and was really getting turned on.

I hid them but I could not stop looking at them.

So, as the weeks went on I was drawn to the images of these ladies, they looked so hot and I would fantasise about them as I led alone in my bed. Eventually I went to my sisters room after school and had a look through her drawers, she was old by me and what I found turned me on. Not in an incestuous way but in the items I found, Bra's, Knickers of all type and the best was a basque, it was white lace and satin and the feel of it instantly got me excited. There was also a container, shaped like a dustbin, they were quite big in the 80's. I opened it and inside was stockings!!! Lots of them in all kinds. White, Blue, Black, there were quite a few.

I Put the stuff away and left.

I went to a mates and we listened to some rock. We had visions of being the next big thing, although we were rubbish at singing and only knew about three guitar chords among us.

Eventually after a few days i found myself stood in my sisters bedroom again. Only this time i was stood in her basque, matching knickers and white stockings. I felt amazing, although i also felt ashamed and confused. I guess that is the reaction that most kids get when they discover a side to them that no one else knew about or seem to have.

I quickly got changed and vowed never to do it again. That night when she got home i felt she would know, know that someone had been through her things.

She didn't!! i was amazed!! Did this mean I could do it again..


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