The Making of Erica - Sperm Loving Crossdresser

When she wasn’t home, I’d also go through my mom’s stuff and put on her stockings and bras. I ran some of her hose trying to find a way to configure a makeshift garter belt, so she may have known of my exploring. I never got caught, but I sure did enjoy dressing-up.

I also enjoyed lying in bed masturbating when I could hear the bed creaking when they had sex. When I was jerking off, I could shoot my load up my chest, not quite reaching my chin, but filling my belly button with cum. I wanted to taste it, but couldn’t bring myself to do so.

I found it exciting thinking about being caught whether it was in my bedroom, in the shower, or going through dresser drawers. As far as I knew, no one suspected my explorations.

Even during these early years, I did like to masturbate a lot. I could cum 3-4 times a day if I wanted to, and I frequently did. I wanted to taste my own sperm so bad, but I was scared. I didn’t want to think of myself as “gay” and I was worried that it was a perverted thing to do. I could cum in a big way and could fill the little bathroom paper Dixie cups well over half way with sperm! I just couldn’t get myself to drink it!

I masturbated at home regularly. But once, in the need for excitement, I took my new Polaroid instant camera with me on a bike ride in the woods. When I was alone, I stopped. No one was around and the woods were quiet. I unzipped my jeans to reveal my stiff cock, pressing against the nylon of my sister’s panties! I took photos of my cock and the panties with the instant camera, and then couldn’t help myself, and I jerked off, my seed shooting into the wilderness! To my regret, I wasn’t able to snap a photo at the moment of my ejaculation, but it wasn’t for the lack of trying! I just couldn’t cum and take the photo at the same time. I enjoyed the feeling of the panties under my jeans. I guess one could consider this my first journey out in public as a crossdresser!