NylonHeels66

It all started for me when I found some dirty magazines my uncle gave to my father, this was the 1970s so the ladies were not glam models staring at the camera, they looked as though they were enjoying themselves, and they all wore lingerie and heels. I became obsessed with lingerie, often looking in aunts drawers hoping to find a suspender belt and stockings, I sometimes got lucky but I was never alone long enough to wear them. Fast forward to my teens and my girlfriend had a very sexy mum. I used to get my girlfriend to wear her mother's lingerie when we babysat her younger sister. All the time I was longing to wear it myself. I kept dropping hints, about how comfortable the stockings and suspenders looked, until she said, you should try it. I said, no dont be silly, but she insisted, which made it sexier. There I was in black stockings, black knickers and a black suspender belt. She said you look great, and gave me her bra to put on. I think I may of came about 7 times that night, I still wank over the memory.
From then on, every relationship I had, I encouraged my girlfriends to always wear stockings or tights, with heels, I got lucky with a lot of them but not all. When I met my wife, she worked at a private hospital and always wore black tights or stockings with heels, at first she enjoyed and encouraged my enthusiasm but slowly it wore off and I found myself wearing her lingerie when I was home alone.
I am not gay and have no interest in men but I found myself fantasising over CD/TV’s, realising that I do not want a sexual encounter with a man but if he was wearing lingerie, and I was, I would be keen for a sexual encounter.
I only want to meet or communicate with men who wear lingerie or women who like men in lingerie.