Am I a CD ?

All labels are artificial at some level.
There is no god of textiles so the idea that it's right or wrong to wear this and that is made up.
You might find in time that your femininity runs deeper than that and that you come to realise that "transgender" is a closer fit.
It's never easy but if you try to keep it secret and, say, go out secretly with Trans people, then one day your wife will find out.
Over time you will get less careful and she only has to get "lucky" once.
A friend of mine's wife got home an hour early one day. After that the only alternative to divorce is being policed by her.
Some modern wives understand. I know some of them.
I was secret until 2008 and now I work, shop, etc. as my feminine self.
 
Hi All,

Can you help me. Am I a Cross Dresser? I just think I have a lingerie fetish.
Yesterday in a chat room here I told a female user that I like to masturbate while wearing lingerie. She told me straight out that I was a CD! I have never identified as that and I am not into men at all.
When I was growing up I preferred lingerie catalogs as opposed to hard core porn mags.
I had one sister 5 years older than me growing up and when she started working after university coming home at weekends I first noticed her (very) sexy lingerie in her weekend bag. For many years I enjoyed the immense sexual pleasure I got from trying on her lingerie when ever the house was empty. I enjoyed the look and feel and the mental picture I painted in my minds eye on how her sexy lingerie would look like on sexy females I knew (and even my sister sometimes). I did this for many years with my sisters lingerie as well as females I shared with during University and early working life. It was all every exciting and naughty (some may say highly inappropriate!) however all very pleasurable!
Down the years all the women mentioned above as well as past girlfriends, my wife and very recently my wife's (sexier, younger) sister's lingerie have all given me immense pleasure all unknown to them!
My lingerie fetish however does not involve me wearing ladies underwear outside of masturbation. I don't wear lingerie outside of the house. I never want to feel like a woman or have any other cross dressing tendency's. It is always about making masturbation more pleasurable. I love lingerie from the 1990's and I have some nice examples today that remind me of my early days in my sisters bedroom many years ago.

So, where do I fit? Am I crossdresser and should I be happy about that or just a straight guy with a lingerie fetish to the extreme!

Thanks for reading!

T
NO! I don't think your a CD /I think you just like the feel of silk on your body. I love the feel of silk on my body around my ass and cock.I just love it.
 
Weighing in as a trans woman who spent too long in life thinking about all this.

Crossdressing is the act of wearing the clothing socially assigned to the opposite gender. So if you do that you’re a crossdresser, in the same sense that if I go for a jog a few times a week then I’m a jogger.

Usually, it has nothing to do with sexual orientation. I don’t have the studies at hand but I’ve read over and over that whenever they research it they find the VAST majority of men who crossdress are straight. The vast majority of gay men aren’t interested in crossdressers because they’re not attracted to femininity. In the blurry middle there are a bunch of special cases, notably the sissy kink, the art of drag, and the trans people figuring their stuff out (but those are each worth of their own posts).

Gender roles are so pervasive that some people are threatened by *any* expression outside the norm, which is why dressing can become a kink. If the clothes feel good to you, it’s just because the fabric and your skin get along. But it’s so taboo that your brain overlays all the norms and forbidden things you’ve been fed all your life.

Gender is seriously such a powerful concept. Wives who are suddenly threatened because their husband is “emasculating” himself are reacting from a deeply conditioned sense of how things should be. A man can provide for his family just as easily in satin tap pants as he can in jockey briefs, but we’re not conditioned to think so. This is related to the concept of transmisogyny, which articulates that a lot of cultures view femininity as “less than” masculinity. So if a guy is willing to embrace the feminine, he is perceived as not as capable or high status as his red-blooded man’s man straight-as-an-arrow tops-his-wife-every-night neighbor. It’s why trans woman after trans woman can tell you she lost significant social status after transitioning. I was told off the record that if I had been hired for my job after transitioning I wouldn’t have gotten the same salary because I present as a woman now.

I feel like every crossdresser has a stock story of hearing women talk about how much they hate pantyhose and prefer pants. Internally, you’re thinking, “Are you crazy? Nylons feel amazing.” Thinking of modern American society, it wasn’t until that long along that women were mandated to wear pantyhose in formal/professional settings. I get why they hate it. But for the crossdresser hose are this symbol of powerful feminity, and they’re so much more delicate and fine than what men *get* to wear. So there’s a big disconnect between the power we give clothing.

But crossdressing is also culturally dependent. Nobody would walk up to a burly Scotsman after he’s just tossed a caber end over end and call him a little sissy bitch because he’s in a kilt. I’d like to see that though. I think it would be funny to watch that person get their clock cleaned.
 
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I am a CD, started yrs ago at age 9, then went dormant…and re-awakened in 2018. I used to be a fetish dresser, a fat, hairy guy in Walmart lingerie and panties…but my desire to present female and just be able to enjoy looking and feeling fem, without the need to hook up or masturbate to porn, became more of my priority. In my 60s now, my fem side is stronger than my testosterone level!
 

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Weighing in as a trans woman who spent too long in life thinking about all this.

Crossdressing is the act of wearing the clothing socially assigned to the opposite gender. So if you do that you’re a crossdresser, in the same sense that if I go for a jog a few times a week then I’m a jogger.

Usually, it has nothing to do with sexual orientation. I don’t have the studies at hand but I’ve read over and over that whenever they research it they find the VAST majority of men who crossdress are straight. The vast majority of gay men aren’t interested in crossdressers because they’re not attracted to femininity. In the blurry middle there are a bunch of special cases, notably the sissy kink, the art of drag, and the trans people figuring their stuff out (but those are each worth of their own posts).

Gender roles are so pervasive that some people are threatened by *any* expression outside the norm, which is why dressing can become a kink. If the clothes feel good to you, it’s just because the fabric and your skin get along. But it’s so taboo that your brain overlays all the norms and forbidden things you’ve been fed all your life.

Gender is seriously such a powerful concept. Wives who are suddenly threatened because their husband is “emasculating” himself are reacting from a deeply conditioned sense of how things should be. A man can provide for his family just as easily in satin tap pants as he can in jockey briefs, but we’re not conditioned to think so. This is related to the concept of transmisogyny, which articulates that a lot of cultures view femininity as “less than” masculinity. So if a guy is willing to embrace the feminine, he is perceived as not as capable or high status as his red-blooded man’s man straight-as-an-arrow tops-his-wife-every-night neighbor. It’s why trans woman after trans woman can tell you she lost significant social status after transitioning. I was told off the record that if I had been hired for my job after transitioning I wouldn’t have gotten the same salary because I present as a woman now.

I feel like every crossdresser has a stock story of hearing women talk about how much they hate pantyhose and prefer pants. Internally, you’re thinking, “Are you crazy? Nylons feel amazing.” Thinking of modern American society, it wasn’t until that long along that women were mandated to wear pantyhose in formal/professional settings. I get why they hate it. But for the crossdresser hose are this symbol of powerful feminity, and they’re so much more delicate and fine than what men *get* to wear. So there’s a big disconnect between the power we give clothing.

But crossdressing is also culturally dependent. Nobody would walk up to a burly Scotsman after he’s just tossed a caber end over end and call him a little sissy bitch because he’s in a kilt. I’d like to see that though. I think it would be funny to watch that person get their clock cleaned.
Wonderful read, and so true!
 
Hi All,

Can you help me. Am I a Cross Dresser? I just think I have a lingerie fetish.
Yesterday in a chat room here I told a female user that I like to masturbate while wearing lingerie. She told me straight out that I was a CD! I have never identified as that and I am not into men at all.
When I was growing up I preferred lingerie catalogs as opposed to hard core porn mags.
I had one sister 5 years older than me growing up and when she started working after university coming home at weekends I first noticed her (very) sexy lingerie in her weekend bag. For many years I enjoyed the immense sexual pleasure I got from trying on her lingerie when ever the house was empty. I enjoyed the look and feel and the mental picture I painted in my minds eye on how her sexy lingerie would look like on sexy females I knew (and even my sister sometimes). I did this for many years with my sisters lingerie as well as females I shared with during University and early working life. It was all every exciting and naughty (some may say highly inappropriate!) however all very pleasurable!
Down the years all the women mentioned above as well as past girlfriends, my wife and very recently my wife's (sexier, younger) sister's lingerie have all given me immense pleasure all unknown to them!
My lingerie fetish however does not involve me wearing ladies underwear outside of masturbation. I don't wear lingerie outside of the house. I never want to feel like a woman or have any other cross dressing tendency's. It is always about making masturbation more pleasurable. I love lingerie from the 1990's and I have some nice examples today that remind me of my early days in my sisters bedroom many years ago.

So, where do I fit? Am I crossdresser and should I be happy about that or just a straight guy with a lingerie fetish to the extreme!

Thanks for reading!

T
Enjoy the lingerie and don’t worry about what other people say!
 
I bought these two lovely outfits not long ago. The pink one nice and soft with nicely padded cups. I love feeling like I have boobs.

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This once is a nice all lace bra and panty set. My wife challenged me to wear this one all night. Not sure if I will make it.

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I'm one lucky man!
 
I bought these two lovely outfits not long ago. The pink one nice and soft with nicely padded cups. I love feeling like I have boobs.

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This once is a nice all lace bra and panty set. My wife challenged me to wear this one all night. Not sure if I will make it.

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I'm one lucky man!
I loved wearing the black lace. I couldn't take anymore. I carefully took it off and jacked off until I came so hard I shot the head of the bed. I am wearing the hot pink tonight. I'm not going to make it much longer.
 
I bought these two lovely outfits not long ago. The pink one nice and soft with nicely padded cups. I love feeling like I have boobs.

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This once is a nice all lace bra and panty set. My wife challenged me to wear this one all night. Not sure if I will make it.

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I'm one lucky man!
If you don't I will .Where did you get that one from?
 
It looks hot. For me it's all about how it feels and it feels mind blowing.
 
Hi All.. Original poster here..

Over the weekend I wrote down my memory of how it first happened and the extremely erotic moment when I first tried on my sisters lingerie.
Have a read and let me know what you think. Positive PM's are always welcome also.

So I want you to meet my sister Louise.

Lets go back 30 odd years.

Louise has just moved back home as she is about to start a new job in Dublin. Her plan was to get settled and get her own place again. For the past 3 years she was living and working in France. She moved to France just after finishing her University studies in 1990 I think.

Its good to have her back home. Being 6 years her junior she always had a soft spot for me. We got on great.

In 1993 Louise is around 24 and I have just turned 18. She is around 5'8 of athletic build with shoulder length brunette hair.
I remember she kept really fit and played a lot of hockey back then. I often overheard my friends in school say she was hot but I always tried to block that part out! She was always just my sweet older sister!

I'm living at home with my parents and other siblings and its my final year of school studying for final exams.

Around May of that year I'm at home studying. Louise had just arrived home from France a few days ago and I remember it was a Saturday morning and the house was empty. During a toilet break I noticed some very sexy knickers in the laundry basket. The colour and material caught my eye. Satin purple I recall. Immediately I had a further look and I found more sexy lingerie. Up to this the only female underwear I had noticed was my mothers and younger sisters and neither ever caught my attention due to their blandness and functionality! However as it would turn out it would be my older sister would be bringing sexual excitement like I have never experienced before right home to me. Even though the house was empty in that moment I immediately locked the bathroom door and started going through the laundry basket and Louise's underwear each piece at a time. I never felt sexual arousal like it in my life before.
I got such an urge and compulsion to try on those sexy purple panties and i did just that. Oh my god I still recall the immediate and huge erection they brought about. I was so aroused I prematurely ejaculated as I was pulling them up.
I was so lucky that I found them in the laundry basket so it was easy to conceal the mess and a few minutes later I left the bathroom full of guilt and shame. I'm a right little pervert I thought. I bet my two other brothers would not do this!
But being 18 I was horney almost every day and the next day I went back for more. This time the laundry basket was empty. So for the first time I went into Louise's bedroom and opened her underwear drawer. My heart was in my mouth. I was constantly listening for the front door and ready to make my escape.
In her underwear drawer I could not believe my eyes. So much sexy Lingerie. Matching sets, G-Strings, Thongs. Lots of Satin Ivory with frills and ruffles. OMG I thought. Again I could not help it and there and then in Louise's bedroom I tried on almost all her sexy knickers and even one or two of her bras. Looking in her full length mirror for a brief moment I tried to picture Louise in these so sexy garments but I immediately tried to filter out such filthy thoughts. She's my sister for gods sake. However over time it would prove difficult to separate the two. For the first time ever I did not see Louise as my dear older sister but now as a very sexy woman. When did that all come about I though? Immediately I began to compare her to the sexy Page 3 models that were on display in some of the Sunday newspapers back in those days.
In the months that followed while Louise was back home with us I did this almost every week. At night I began to visualise her sexy body getting undressed in her bedroom just across the hall from where I slept. Did her lingerie make her feel sexy? Did she admire her lingerie in the mirror like I did? Was her lingerie as important to her as her clothes?
All these questions. I wanted to get into her head and know her sexual thoughts and desperately be a fly on her wall !

Despite all the amazing orgasms there was a lot of guilt. I was invading her most private possessions repeatedly and I knew it was wrong and she would have been horrified if she knew what I was up to. However I was always somewhat respectful (if you can say that) and I left all of her underwear back as I found them. Leaving any trace would be uncool for so many reasons.
The guilt was always huge, but despite this I always went back for more.

When Louise moved out after six months most of the above stopped. The following year I moved out myself and went to University and for quite a few years we never slept in the same house that often. There were a few exceptions of course.

So 30 years later i still find it very erotic to playback in my mind how it all started.
 
I am a CD, started yrs ago at age 9, then went dormant…and re-awakened in 2018. I used to be a fetish dresser, a fat, hairy guy in Walmart lingerie and panties…but my desire to present female and just be able to enjoy looking and feeling fem, without the need to hook up or masturbate to porn, became more of my priority. In my 60s now, my fem side is stronger than my testosterone level!
you have a fab feminine figure and that dress is stunning. X x
 
I'm wearing this lovely little number to bed tonight:

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Then this one tomorrow while we are out running errands:

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I love the crisscross back.
 
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