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I love bringing bi
When I was around 8 years old. My older brother took me over to their friends house after a little while I remember getting naked laying on my stomach. I see brother's friend hard ** then see he spit on his ** not thinking why. Then he craw on top of me then insert his hard ** in my **. I felt him pumping in and out my **. Then stop for a moment I started to feel warm fluid run down my ** it felt nice. After he was done peeing inside of me he started pumping again until he ** up inside of me. Then first few time this happened I didn't like. But after awhile I would look forward to go to his house because I love the feeling of his nice hard ** ** me.but I always acted like I didn't want too. .
It was until I was around 13 I was over my friend's house hanging out with him in his basement. I seen his mother bring down a load of diry laundry and didn't think to much about. Until I walk by her basket and I seen her bras and dirty ** on the basket and I knew I had to steal some for myself. So when I had a chance to be in the basement alone I walk over to her clothes basement and took one of her bra and a pair of her **. For some reason I couldn't wait until I got home to try them on. I just felt that was the right thing to do. I alway felt a little different but never knew way. Until I was in my bedroom putting on her bra and panty. And how wonderful it felt wearing women's under clothes. It was at this time I felt I needed more girls ** and bra. I started looking around the neighborhood on clothes line to see if I could find more to grab. I was building up my ** collection and loved wearing them all. This one time we where living in this two apartment houses. Our upstairs neighbor came down to hang her clothes on the line. I seen she put a lot of her ** on the line and a few bras. So later that night I couldn't help my self I when out to her clothes line and took them all. The next day I was in my back yard I she go to her clothes line wrap in a towel and her hair wet like she just got of the shower. Look around her clothes line. I thinking to myself she looking for her clean underwear and didn't fine any because I had the all and I loved it.
After awhile I stop wear women's under clothes. But the feeling was always still in me and how it made me feel. And also remembering about the the time my brothers friend would make love to me.
It wasn't until I was 48 I gave back into my feelings how I love feeling like a woman and how it fell being made love by a man and feeling a nice hard ** again. Since then I have been with a few guy and I still love dressing as a woman. I do have a girl friend and I love her very much but there still are my special needs I do need to forfull.
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