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Mike Nelson here.
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Thanks for dressing up!
Bieber, a Stratford, Ont. native, is one of 60 000 Canadians to receive the Diamond Jubilee medal this year.
The commemorative award was created to mark the 60th anniversary of Queen Elizabeth II's ascent to the throne and honours "significant contributions and achievements by Canadians."
*shaking my darn head*
DrMortezaMohit
DrMortezaMohit
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Part 1
I am 26 and I have often wondered as to origins of my fetish. Nothing seems to make sense. It's quite rare fetish but its good to know there are a few people out there who share it with me. I would like to know a few things, whether its passed down genetically, whether it spans from childhood and why I find overalls and other one-piece clothing so sexually appealing. Is it entirely natural or have I developed it by own actions?
I'll guess I'll have to start from the beginnings and that would be in the early 1990s when I was about 5 or 6 years old.
I distinctively remember i had a fascination with one-piece clothing. When we had very wet English whether, there were one or two occasions where I would be dressed in a waterproof jumpsuit before being allowed to play or go outside. I also remember that I had a large bear hanging from the end of my bed - It had a zip up the back and you basically would store your pjs in there by day. I remember being very young about 5 or 6 and absolutely determined to wear the bear thing as a suit. I remember getting up at night time and trying to get inside the bear, and my parents came in and probably assumed i was messing around and told me to get back in bed. But what was it about these two memories that stand out so much. Why do i remember these more than other events in my early years? Why was I so keen to wear a one-piece outift?
Around this time I was very much into Ghostbusters (the animated series) and you will recall, the Ghostbusters all wore jumpsuits. I have wondered whether this has all spanned from me wanted to be a ghostbuster.
I remember going to a friends how to play and pretending we were ghostbusters drawing all the curtains to make rooms in his house dark then pretending to put on our jumpsuits and proton packs - Whats the deal with that? Why did we take so much notice of preparing to be ghostbusters. it seems as though we both enjoyed pretending to dress up as ghostbusters more than we did pretending to be ghostbusters.
A few years later I found myself in primary school and I distinctively remember I was getting into drawing around this time. I had a lined pad which I would draw and I remember my visiting aunt looking through the pad with me at my drawings. After a few pages, we came across a sketch i'd done of a jumpsuit like the ghostbusters wore. I remember as soon as we found it i said - oh thats something my brother drew and going onto the next one - so that was me immediately expressing embarrassment for my obsession with jumpsuits.
I dont even think I knew what a jumpsuit was called. It was just 'a suit' in my mind and and thought of having my own suit was incredibly exciting. As I said we had at times been dressed in these waterproof jumpsuits and before playing outside on wet days but I didnt know where they were kept and I certainly never felt inclined to go and find them and try them on even though that now seems very appealing.
When i moved to a new town, closer to my school, I was really taking my drawings seriously - they were all I did and my parents expressed much interest in my talent. I would draw and draw and draw - making my own comic strips inspired by the beano and dandy but i also drew private strips where i would fulfil my desire to wear a jumpsuit. I remember drawing a strip where the ghostbusters were out driving around in their car and they stopped a shop to buy new jumpsuits. After drawing it I felt incredibly naughty and guilty. I figured I had to tear out the page and bin it with other things, so i found some weaker drawings and went downstairs to bin them in the outside bin but my parents were quite suspicious and before I could get to the bin they took the papers off me and began looking through them. I was so afraid they would read the ghostbusters strip that I literally started to cry begging them to stop. I think i got away undetected that time.
Lets fast forward a few years now, I'm about 9 years old and I am in junior school. My best friend invites me to a go-karting party. This is the first time I finally get to wear a jumpsuit in all these years. I remember physically feeling sick just putting it on because I was so excited about finally wearing one and nervous at the same time.
You're probably wondering around this time why I am so obsessed with Jumpsuits - what has this to do with overalls (dungarees as we english are supposed to call them). Well these were starting to take my attention as I reached my pubescent years.
I remember being at a sleepover - it was me and my best friend plus two girls from our class - he was very close to both of them. I remember while we were playing in his garden the afternoon of the sleep over, the two girls lifted up their jumpers at each other to reveal they were both wearing dungarees (overalls) underneath. I really didn't find dungarees that facinating at this time but it was certainly the start of something.
Later that night, we were all sat watching a film in our pjs and my best friends slightly older sister came to join us and she was dressed in a jumpsuit-style pair of pyjamas. This was really exciting for me, I had never seen his sister in that way - She had a very cute friend who was always allowed to stay over if i stayed over. I wished that it was her wearing the jumpsuit pjs, but i was so lucky to have been there and seen her in that outfit.
In the late nineties my parents divorced and I had to move away to a new area and town. I had by this time developed a bit of habbit where I would lay on my bed, on my front and draw women wearing jumpsuits. This would make me very sexually aroused but basically that was all. I would just lay there, squashing my errection into the mattress and not doing anything about it - I would do this hors when i had time to myself (of course it was a huge secret). Beneath my bed there was pages and pages of drawings of women in jumpsuits. I would trace models out of the clothing cataloges my mum got, just to get their figure outline and then i would draw on my own clothes (always jumpsuits of various styles).
I found myself home alone a few times and it was then I would go looking for all ones I had seen around the house. There were 2 intances. One was a pair of disposable overalls I'd seen used by parents when decorating - I remember the first time I tried these on to find they werent quite as satisfying as I had imagined. The other, as weird as this will sound was a laura ashley sleeveless jumpsuit my mum had but never wore. I was so desperate to try it on, I guess this was technically cross dressing - but I see that as wearing things like womens pants and womens bras and specifically womens things assocaited with their body type. I just wanted to try on this baggy fitting colourful jumpsuit and take it off again put it back and retreat to my room.
And those catalogues I was talking about I suddenly became aware that the tight jumpsuits you rarely found in there were no lonnger exciting me in the same way they used to. Now there were many models wearing short and long dungarees and I found these suddently very appealing. I think it was the way that ehy were sort of 'all in one' you had to put them on and suspend them from your upper body. Plus, they revealled a lot of the female figure while still being loose and leaving stuff up to the imagination.
Very quickly I discovered I liked dungarees more than jumpsuits. One day I noticed a woman walking her kids to school past my house in dungaree shorts. I actually made a point of sitting by my window at the exact time every morning and afternoon to watch her and her fellow mums walk by and see what they were wearing. Sometimes they were in dungarees but most times they werent.
It was now 2000 and the internet had become something most houses were part of. Usually it was one computer accessing a 56k dial up where you were charged per-minute for usage.
When i started to use the internet it was probably within the first 5 mins of my first use that I searched yahoo.com for the word 'dungarees'
the results no matter how general and un-sexual blew my mind. I obviously had no idea that everything i was doing was recorded in the history but I later noticed this was teh case and started to remove my traces when using the internet secretly behind my parents back.
A big breakthrough then happened around this time - I was at my grandparents house - up in the room I would stay in - laying on the bed reading through a fashion catalouge and laying on my erection again, when suddently I felt euphoric about this photo of a 20 something model in her dungaree shorts - I found myself ejaculating into my underwear and I had no idea what had just happened. I thought that something had gone seriously wrong with my body. But it was perfectly normal, well maybe most guys used their hands, but I managed to climax just by laying on my erection while admiring a fashion model wearing dungarees.
When I got back home I was back to using the web to find pics of women in dungarees when I suddenly discovered X rated pics involving models dressed in dungarees. I remember seeing one set - one you will all have see and no very well (its very famous) of an incredibly attractive brunette stood around in loose dungarees and taking these off over about 5 photos then playing with her vagina. I think I had inspected the 5th photo (dungarees still pretty much on her) when i came in my jeans without even touching myself. I was just sat in my parents dining room on the laptop. I had to erase the history and go clean up very quickly and very scared.
My story will continue tomorrow... involving my first real romance and her dungarees, the first time I tired wearing dungarees, how my obsession with overalls went from a turn on to an unhealthy obession and has evolved subsequently into a variety of other fetishes now that I'm in my mid twenties.
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Part 2
Getting on the internet was difficult when I was a young teen around 2000. I had a computer in my room but it was unable to connect to our dial up internet (this was only possible through the family laptop). Which was used by us kids for about 30 mins a day with supervision. The only time I could get online was when I got home and found myself alone. I would hurridly set it up and log on then with a floppy disk drive to hand, find as much as I could before having to hurriedly wipe the history, shut the laptop down and act normally when my parents arrived home by surprise.
Amazingly i managed to keep this browsing a complete secret from my family. From my research i discovered dungarees went by all sorts of names; overalls, shortalls, latzhose, etc...
I remember i was particuarly fond of Nordstrom.com because in addition to some pairs of overalls they had a huge range of jumpsuits aimed at women in their 30s. They still looked so sexy in some of the baggy, casual styles.
Jumpsuit guys website also became a frequent haunt, where i discovered all in one pyjamas with attached feet which they seemed to have once had in the US.
Around this time I began getting close to my first serious girlfriend and on evening in the very early days of our relationship she visited my house one night, turning up much to my surprise and astonishment in a pair of loose fitting dungaree shorts. At first when she came in my house i was eating dinner and I almost went into shock at the sight of her in what looked like dungarees!! I then looked under the table and found bare legs! I then panicked and thought she was wearing one of those dungaree skirts, but as she walked around to see me i saw tehy were lovely baggy shorts and I felt so happy that my girlfriend was dressed in my new favourite outfit.
She wore the dungarees for a few more days and everytime i went around her house, they were always laying around her room somewhere - presumably she had been wearing them the day before or just before i came around and changed into something she thought i'd like more. i never saw them again for months until I asked her one day - whatever happened to those dungarees you used to wear and she didnt remember having dungarees! I was very surprised when we got back to her place she went in her wardrobe and found them and I said will you put them on. She said "I look like a tellytubby!" she held them against her body and i remembered how much better they looked on her. I persuaded her to wear them again. She did for a few mins then took them off again.
A short time later she began wearing them again, but for things like water fights or gardening. I thought it was about time she bought some more and when i took her shopping i quickly found her a pair in one of the main high street brands. She wore them all the time and I loved seeing her in them. I remember then I bought her a second pair and one particular day, I thought it would be cute for us both to wear dungarees. I chose the newer pair and had them on most of the day feeling really happy in them.
My parents were separated as I think i have explained, and some weekends I would visit my Dads house many miles away. I found myself living with my Dad for about a week during a period where i was arguing a lot with my mum. I was living with him and going to college by train every day for 5 days.
I would get home much earlier than him and so managed to get about an hour or two online before he got home. He had those white netting things on the windows so you could see him arrive home but he couldnt see me hurridly shutting down the pc and hiding the internet cable back where it was kept! Obviously i had been continuing my search for porn. I had discovered the lightspeed girls - these were you may remember, barely legal softcore models who pretty much all had at least one photoset where they were stripping off overalls. I was saving their pics to disks and sneaking them home to my growing bedroom pc's collection.
When i got back with many disks of images, i found myself busted! My dad had discovered i had been online in his absense, he had seen my history and all the pics - He must have realised the connection they were all wearing overalls. I remember he referred to them as young girls - but they were all older than me if only by a few years!! Tawnee Stone, Jordan Capri etc. I never told my girlfriend about what I had done but I told my parents i had and she was upset with me. Thankfully they never discussed this with her. I was just too ashamed to tell her what I was - an overalls obsessed pervert?
Over the next few years my girlfriend and i assembled a big collection of about 14 dungarees of various styles and lengths and also a few jumpsuits. I myself had my very own pair of dungarees and a jumpsuit I liked to wear it was very much like a flight suit - i thought it was cool.
Overalls were now a big part of our sex life. I really wasnt enjoying sex as much if it didnt start with my girlfriend wearing a pair. I began to feel bad about this but she never really seemed to mind - she sometimes said she didnt want to wear any and to be honest we had great sex overalls or not.
One day I found myself giving in to years of curiosity and buying some jumpsuit pyjamas. They were the ones you could see in those booklets of useful house hold gadgets that fell out of your sunday paper. Snuggle Suits they called them. Basically a very roomy fleece jumpsuit with elastic ankles and wrists and a zip front. I loved wearing it and I was keen for my girlfriend to try it on. She wasn't as keen on it as I was but I managed to buy her one for herself and she would wear it from time to time.
I even found this sexual, you wouldnt believe. I loved her masturbating me while she wore hers and the maybe undoing hers and taking it off slowly and then sitting on top of me.
This was all very fun and fast paced and the relationship kept up for many years until the inevitable happened.
When my girlfriend had gone to bed she didnt know i had been staying up googling for pics to continue my collection. One night when i was out with friends, she discovered my collection - i wont go into detail but she went through every single image and video and then left them all open on the pc for me to close one by one when i got home.
I felt so bad for what i had done. Things were never the same afterwards. She stopped wearing dungarees that night and she knew what she had become was just another lusty figure.
She started seeing someone else in the end they went off together and I was alone.
Single again, in my early 20s and for the first time since i was 15. It was very strange. It was 2007 - Dungarees were no longer all over the catalogs and the main fashion shops. Seeing a woman in dungarees was
a rare and Beautiful thing.
I wanted to meet someone who actually wore them though and maybe even had a thing for them. I searched myspace for "dungarees" and a few profiles came up with dungarees mentioned in their interests.
I messaged a few of the girls I found and one got back to me and seemed very talkative. I approached her by commenting on her profile pic and i think i just charmed her enough that we were soon chatting daily and eventually calling each other.
It was a while before I mentioned dungarees . She didnt actually have any, she just liked them. She thought they would look bad on her very tiny figure.
I dated her for a while but she never wore dungarees in that time. Obviously i would never have met her without my dungarees fetish.
The next girl i met was an old school friend. I caught up with her thanks to facebook. I visited her in london and found she was very charming and there was definately a sexual chemistry between us. The next time i visited her I turned up wearing my dungarees and she was all over me and kept biting her lip in a very sexy way, she was clearly very turned on my them. We never actually slept together but we did have a lot of foreplay. At one time she actually wore my dungarees for a while and I thought they were really cute on her. Nothing came of the fling, we were very different people in our beliefs and stuff.
After her I went back to facebook and met a bit of wild grungy girl, who was into emo bands but seemed very fun and cuddly. I went to visit her one day and we ended up making love within minutes - i think we both met up for sex and that was that. We spent all day doing just that. The next day i opened my bag and took out my dungarees - feeling there was no harm in introducing them in to the equation. Once again, the response was very intense. She was very turned on me wearing them and even wanted to try them on herself!! These were the very same pair I had fun with last time. But this too was a fling and it was short lived. We could not go on just having sex every day. A weekend was enough and we parted company.
In part 3 you will hear how my dungarees obsession introduced me to my fiancee, but I wonder if you can guess how this came to be
Thanks for reading
I am 26 and I have often wondered as to origins of my fetish. Nothing seems to make sense. It's quite rare fetish but its good to know there are a few people out there who share it with me. I would like to know a few things, whether its passed down genetically, whether it spans from childhood and why I find overalls and other one-piece clothing so sexually appealing. Is it entirely natural or have I developed it by own actions?
I'll guess I'll have to start from the beginnings and that would be in the early 1990s when I was about 5 or 6 years old.
I distinctively remember i had a fascination with one-piece clothing. When we had very wet English whether, there were one or two occasions where I would be dressed in a waterproof jumpsuit before being allowed to play or go outside. I also remember that I had a large bear hanging from the end of my bed - It had a zip up the back and you basically would store your pjs in there by day. I remember being very young about 5 or 6 and absolutely determined to wear the bear thing as a suit. I remember getting up at night time and trying to get inside the bear, and my parents came in and probably assumed i was messing around and told me to get back in bed. But what was it about these two memories that stand out so much. Why do i remember these more than other events in my early years? Why was I so keen to wear a one-piece outift?
Around this time I was very much into Ghostbusters (the animated series) and you will recall, the Ghostbusters all wore jumpsuits. I have wondered whether this has all spanned from me wanted to be a ghostbuster.
I remember going to a friends how to play and pretending we were ghostbusters drawing all the curtains to make rooms in his house dark then pretending to put on our jumpsuits and proton packs - Whats the deal with that? Why did we take so much notice of preparing to be ghostbusters. it seems as though we both enjoyed pretending to dress up as ghostbusters more than we did pretending to be ghostbusters.
A few years later I found myself in primary school and I distinctively remember I was getting into drawing around this time. I had a lined pad which I would draw and I remember my visiting aunt looking through the pad with me at my drawings. After a few pages, we came across a sketch i'd done of a jumpsuit like the ghostbusters wore. I remember as soon as we found it i said - oh thats something my brother drew and going onto the next one - so that was me immediately expressing embarrassment for my obsession with jumpsuits.
I dont even think I knew what a jumpsuit was called. It was just 'a suit' in my mind and and thought of having my own suit was incredibly exciting. As I said we had at times been dressed in these waterproof jumpsuits and before playing outside on wet days but I didnt know where they were kept and I certainly never felt inclined to go and find them and try them on even though that now seems very appealing.
When i moved to a new town, closer to my school, I was really taking my drawings seriously - they were all I did and my parents expressed much interest in my talent. I would draw and draw and draw - making my own comic strips inspired by the beano and dandy but i also drew private strips where i would fulfil my desire to wear a jumpsuit. I remember drawing a strip where the ghostbusters were out driving around in their car and they stopped a shop to buy new jumpsuits. After drawing it I felt incredibly naughty and guilty. I figured I had to tear out the page and bin it with other things, so i found some weaker drawings and went downstairs to bin them in the outside bin but my parents were quite suspicious and before I could get to the bin they took the papers off me and began looking through them. I was so afraid they would read the ghostbusters strip that I literally started to cry begging them to stop. I think i got away undetected that time.
Lets fast forward a few years now, I'm about 9 years old and I am in junior school. My best friend invites me to a go-karting party. This is the first time I finally get to wear a jumpsuit in all these years. I remember physically feeling sick just putting it on because I was so excited about finally wearing one and nervous at the same time.
You're probably wondering around this time why I am so obsessed with Jumpsuits - what has this to do with overalls (dungarees as we english are supposed to call them). Well these were starting to take my attention as I reached my pubescent years.
I remember being at a sleepover - it was me and my best friend plus two girls from our class - he was very close to both of them. I remember while we were playing in his garden the afternoon of the sleep over, the two girls lifted up their jumpers at each other to reveal they were both wearing dungarees (overalls) underneath. I really didn't find dungarees that facinating at this time but it was certainly the start of something.
Later that night, we were all sat watching a film in our pjs and my best friends slightly older sister came to join us and she was dressed in a jumpsuit-style pair of pyjamas. This was really exciting for me, I had never seen his sister in that way - She had a very cute friend who was always allowed to stay over if i stayed over. I wished that it was her wearing the jumpsuit pjs, but i was so lucky to have been there and seen her in that outfit.
In the late nineties my parents divorced and I had to move away to a new area and town. I had by this time developed a bit of habbit where I would lay on my bed, on my front and draw women wearing jumpsuits. This would make me very sexually aroused but basically that was all. I would just lay there, squashing my errection into the mattress and not doing anything about it - I would do this hors when i had time to myself (of course it was a huge secret). Beneath my bed there was pages and pages of drawings of women in jumpsuits. I would trace models out of the clothing cataloges my mum got, just to get their figure outline and then i would draw on my own clothes (always jumpsuits of various styles).
I found myself home alone a few times and it was then I would go looking for all ones I had seen around the house. There were 2 intances. One was a pair of disposable overalls I'd seen used by parents when decorating - I remember the first time I tried these on to find they werent quite as satisfying as I had imagined. The other, as weird as this will sound was a laura ashley sleeveless jumpsuit my mum had but never wore. I was so desperate to try it on, I guess this was technically cross dressing - but I see that as wearing things like womens pants and womens bras and specifically womens things assocaited with their body type. I just wanted to try on this baggy fitting colourful jumpsuit and take it off again put it back and retreat to my room.
And those catalogues I was talking about I suddenly became aware that the tight jumpsuits you rarely found in there were no lonnger exciting me in the same way they used to. Now there were many models wearing short and long dungarees and I found these suddently very appealing. I think it was the way that ehy were sort of 'all in one' you had to put them on and suspend them from your upper body. Plus, they revealled a lot of the female figure while still being loose and leaving stuff up to the imagination.
Very quickly I discovered I liked dungarees more than jumpsuits. One day I noticed a woman walking her kids to school past my house in dungaree shorts. I actually made a point of sitting by my window at the exact time every morning and afternoon to watch her and her fellow mums walk by and see what they were wearing. Sometimes they were in dungarees but most times they werent.
It was now 2000 and the internet had become something most houses were part of. Usually it was one computer accessing a 56k dial up where you were charged per-minute for usage.
When i started to use the internet it was probably within the first 5 mins of my first use that I searched yahoo.com for the word 'dungarees'
the results no matter how general and un-sexual blew my mind. I obviously had no idea that everything i was doing was recorded in the history but I later noticed this was teh case and started to remove my traces when using the internet secretly behind my parents back.
A big breakthrough then happened around this time - I was at my grandparents house - up in the room I would stay in - laying on the bed reading through a fashion catalouge and laying on my erection again, when suddently I felt euphoric about this photo of a 20 something model in her dungaree shorts - I found myself ejaculating into my underwear and I had no idea what had just happened. I thought that something had gone seriously wrong with my body. But it was perfectly normal, well maybe most guys used their hands, but I managed to climax just by laying on my erection while admiring a fashion model wearing dungarees.
When I got back home I was back to using the web to find pics of women in dungarees when I suddenly discovered X rated pics involving models dressed in dungarees. I remember seeing one set - one you will all have see and no very well (its very famous) of an incredibly attractive brunette stood around in loose dungarees and taking these off over about 5 photos then playing with her vagina. I think I had inspected the 5th photo (dungarees still pretty much on her) when i came in my jeans without even touching myself. I was just sat in my parents dining room on the laptop. I had to erase the history and go clean up very quickly and very scared.
My story will continue tomorrow... involving my first real romance and her dungarees, the first time I tired wearing dungarees, how my obsession with overalls went from a turn on to an unhealthy obession and has evolved subsequently into a variety of other fetishes now that I'm in my mid twenties.
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Part 2
Getting on the internet was difficult when I was a young teen around 2000. I had a computer in my room but it was unable to connect to our dial up internet (this was only possible through the family laptop). Which was used by us kids for about 30 mins a day with supervision. The only time I could get online was when I got home and found myself alone. I would hurridly set it up and log on then with a floppy disk drive to hand, find as much as I could before having to hurriedly wipe the history, shut the laptop down and act normally when my parents arrived home by surprise.
Amazingly i managed to keep this browsing a complete secret from my family. From my research i discovered dungarees went by all sorts of names; overalls, shortalls, latzhose, etc...
I remember i was particuarly fond of Nordstrom.com because in addition to some pairs of overalls they had a huge range of jumpsuits aimed at women in their 30s. They still looked so sexy in some of the baggy, casual styles.
Jumpsuit guys website also became a frequent haunt, where i discovered all in one pyjamas with attached feet which they seemed to have once had in the US.
Around this time I began getting close to my first serious girlfriend and on evening in the very early days of our relationship she visited my house one night, turning up much to my surprise and astonishment in a pair of loose fitting dungaree shorts. At first when she came in my house i was eating dinner and I almost went into shock at the sight of her in what looked like dungarees!! I then looked under the table and found bare legs! I then panicked and thought she was wearing one of those dungaree skirts, but as she walked around to see me i saw tehy were lovely baggy shorts and I felt so happy that my girlfriend was dressed in my new favourite outfit.
She wore the dungarees for a few more days and everytime i went around her house, they were always laying around her room somewhere - presumably she had been wearing them the day before or just before i came around and changed into something she thought i'd like more. i never saw them again for months until I asked her one day - whatever happened to those dungarees you used to wear and she didnt remember having dungarees! I was very surprised when we got back to her place she went in her wardrobe and found them and I said will you put them on. She said "I look like a tellytubby!" she held them against her body and i remembered how much better they looked on her. I persuaded her to wear them again. She did for a few mins then took them off again.
A short time later she began wearing them again, but for things like water fights or gardening. I thought it was about time she bought some more and when i took her shopping i quickly found her a pair in one of the main high street brands. She wore them all the time and I loved seeing her in them. I remember then I bought her a second pair and one particular day, I thought it would be cute for us both to wear dungarees. I chose the newer pair and had them on most of the day feeling really happy in them.
My parents were separated as I think i have explained, and some weekends I would visit my Dads house many miles away. I found myself living with my Dad for about a week during a period where i was arguing a lot with my mum. I was living with him and going to college by train every day for 5 days.
I would get home much earlier than him and so managed to get about an hour or two online before he got home. He had those white netting things on the windows so you could see him arrive home but he couldnt see me hurridly shutting down the pc and hiding the internet cable back where it was kept! Obviously i had been continuing my search for porn. I had discovered the lightspeed girls - these were you may remember, barely legal softcore models who pretty much all had at least one photoset where they were stripping off overalls. I was saving their pics to disks and sneaking them home to my growing bedroom pc's collection.
When i got back with many disks of images, i found myself busted! My dad had discovered i had been online in his absense, he had seen my history and all the pics - He must have realised the connection they were all wearing overalls. I remember he referred to them as young girls - but they were all older than me if only by a few years!! Tawnee Stone, Jordan Capri etc. I never told my girlfriend about what I had done but I told my parents i had and she was upset with me. Thankfully they never discussed this with her. I was just too ashamed to tell her what I was - an overalls obsessed pervert?
Over the next few years my girlfriend and i assembled a big collection of about 14 dungarees of various styles and lengths and also a few jumpsuits. I myself had my very own pair of dungarees and a jumpsuit I liked to wear it was very much like a flight suit - i thought it was cool.
Overalls were now a big part of our sex life. I really wasnt enjoying sex as much if it didnt start with my girlfriend wearing a pair. I began to feel bad about this but she never really seemed to mind - she sometimes said she didnt want to wear any and to be honest we had great sex overalls or not.
One day I found myself giving in to years of curiosity and buying some jumpsuit pyjamas. They were the ones you could see in those booklets of useful house hold gadgets that fell out of your sunday paper. Snuggle Suits they called them. Basically a very roomy fleece jumpsuit with elastic ankles and wrists and a zip front. I loved wearing it and I was keen for my girlfriend to try it on. She wasn't as keen on it as I was but I managed to buy her one for herself and she would wear it from time to time.
I even found this sexual, you wouldnt believe. I loved her masturbating me while she wore hers and the maybe undoing hers and taking it off slowly and then sitting on top of me.
This was all very fun and fast paced and the relationship kept up for many years until the inevitable happened.
When my girlfriend had gone to bed she didnt know i had been staying up googling for pics to continue my collection. One night when i was out with friends, she discovered my collection - i wont go into detail but she went through every single image and video and then left them all open on the pc for me to close one by one when i got home.
I felt so bad for what i had done. Things were never the same afterwards. She stopped wearing dungarees that night and she knew what she had become was just another lusty figure.
She started seeing someone else in the end they went off together and I was alone.
Single again, in my early 20s and for the first time since i was 15. It was very strange. It was 2007 - Dungarees were no longer all over the catalogs and the main fashion shops. Seeing a woman in dungarees was
a rare and Beautiful thing.
I wanted to meet someone who actually wore them though and maybe even had a thing for them. I searched myspace for "dungarees" and a few profiles came up with dungarees mentioned in their interests.
I messaged a few of the girls I found and one got back to me and seemed very talkative. I approached her by commenting on her profile pic and i think i just charmed her enough that we were soon chatting daily and eventually calling each other.
It was a while before I mentioned dungarees . She didnt actually have any, she just liked them. She thought they would look bad on her very tiny figure.
I dated her for a while but she never wore dungarees in that time. Obviously i would never have met her without my dungarees fetish.
The next girl i met was an old school friend. I caught up with her thanks to facebook. I visited her in london and found she was very charming and there was definately a sexual chemistry between us. The next time i visited her I turned up wearing my dungarees and she was all over me and kept biting her lip in a very sexy way, she was clearly very turned on my them. We never actually slept together but we did have a lot of foreplay. At one time she actually wore my dungarees for a while and I thought they were really cute on her. Nothing came of the fling, we were very different people in our beliefs and stuff.
After her I went back to facebook and met a bit of wild grungy girl, who was into emo bands but seemed very fun and cuddly. I went to visit her one day and we ended up making love within minutes - i think we both met up for sex and that was that. We spent all day doing just that. The next day i opened my bag and took out my dungarees - feeling there was no harm in introducing them in to the equation. Once again, the response was very intense. She was very turned on me wearing them and even wanted to try them on herself!! These were the very same pair I had fun with last time. But this too was a fling and it was short lived. We could not go on just having sex every day. A weekend was enough and we parted company.
In part 3 you will hear how my dungarees obsession introduced me to my fiancee, but I wonder if you can guess how this came to be
Thanks for reading
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read every word. i never want to read the word "dungarees" again
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this fucking girl i know has been constantly updating us on trying to get pregnant for two years now and she has just announced on facebook that she is pregnant and has created a blog to track the progress, which is going to be pure nightmare if she miscarries which is why you're not supposed to announce these things at 10 weeks especially when getting the thing to take nest in you took enough hormones and witch magic to create a viable centaur
- EO
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getfiscal posted:Bieber, a Stratford, Ont. native, is one of 60 000 Canadians to receive the Diamond Jubilee medal this year.
Relax, sounds like every living Canadian got one and probably some dead ones too. I'm sure yours is in the mail.
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Goethestein posted:this fucking girl i know has been constantly updating us on trying to get pregnant for two years now and she has just announced on facebook that she is pregnant and has created a blog to track the progress, which is going to be pure nightmare if she miscarries which is why you're not supposed to announce these things at 10 weeks especially when getting the thing to take nest in you took enough hormones and witch magic to create a viable centaur
change my username to a non viable centuar
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tell terry fox, rocket richard, and leonard cohen i said hi.
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Goethestein posted:this fucking girl i know has been constantly updating us on trying to get pregnant for two years now and she has just announced on facebook that she is pregnant and has created a blog to track the progress, which is going to be pure nightmare if she miscarries which is why you're not supposed to announce these things at 10 weeks especially when getting the thing to take nest in you took enough hormones and witch magic to create a viable centaur
goatstein maybe you need a blog bro. for all these emotions youre feeling about the choices of acquaintances. might help you get to the root of this anger
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angelbutt_dollface posted:Goethestein posted:this fucking girl i know has been constantly updating us on trying to get pregnant for two years now and she has just announced on facebook that she is pregnant and has created a blog to track the progress, which is going to be pure nightmare if she miscarries which is why you're not supposed to announce these things at 10 weeks especially when getting the thing to take nest in you took enough hormones and witch magic to create a viable centaur
goatstein maybe you need a blog bro. for all these emotions youre feeling about the choices of acquaintances. might help you get to the root of this anger
another girl named her fucking baby "nausicaa" and i just know that my life in fifteen years is going to be the hell of "hey dad me and nausicaa are going to the mall ok"
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Goethestein posted:another girl named her fucking baby "nausicaa" and i just know that my life in fifteen years is going to be the hell of "hey dad me and nausicaa are going to the mall ok"
how do you handle this in person. like do you go "OH GOD WHAT A DUMB NAME I'M TELLING REDDIT" or are you quiet or are you like "WHAT A BEAUTIFUL NAME.... IT'S JUST PERFECT... BLESS THIS CHILD"
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hey dad me and nausicaa are going to go dance at the strip club because the first trans otherkin black president barbara sephiroth obama has outlawed fat shaming
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getfiscal posted:Goethestein posted:another girl named her fucking baby "nausicaa" and i just know that my life in fifteen years is going to be the hell of "hey dad me and nausicaa are going to the mall ok"
how do you handle this in person. like do you go "OH GOD WHAT A DUMB NAME I'M TELLING REDDIT" or are you quiet or are you like "WHAT A BEAUTIFUL NAME.... IT'S JUST PERFECT... BLESS THIS CHILD"
i mostly just do the jeesh collar pull and my wife looks at me like, i know, don't start
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a few years ago i went to a family thing in another province and a woman who is tangentially related to me started talking about how she likes the american south because black people there know their place and i was more surprised than anything at unvarnished racism but i didn't say anything because that's how i roll.
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Goethestein posted:angelbutt_dollface posted:Goethestein posted:this fucking girl i know has been constantly updating us on trying to get pregnant for two years now and she has just announced on facebook that she is pregnant and has created a blog to track the progress, which is going to be pure nightmare if she miscarries which is why you're not supposed to announce these things at 10 weeks especially when getting the thing to take nest in you took enough hormones and witch magic to create a viable centaur
goatstein maybe you need a blog bro. for all these emotions youre feeling about the choices of acquaintances. might help you get to the root of this anger
another girl named her fucking baby "nausicaa" and i just know that my life in fifteen years is going to be the hell of "hey dad me and nausicaa are going to the mall ok"
i dunno dont you think its kind of nice that they named their kid after a strong female lead from a cultural touchstone, even if it is a nerd cultural touchstone?
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having a name that sounds like nausea is just plain bad sorry
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"haha your name is anil... LIKE ANAL" ~drwhat, to a pakistani
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getfiscal posted:Thanks for dressing up!
Bieber, a Stratford, Ont. native, is one of 60 000 Canadians to receive the Diamond Jubilee medal this year.
The commemorative award was created to mark the 60th anniversary of Queen Elizabeth II's ascent to the throne and honours "significant contributions and achievements by Canadians."
*shaking my darn head*
i don't understand why you're shaking your head. Beiber seems like the obvious choice for some Canadian government medal.....i mean i'm not sure what "more important" canadians are being overlooked
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wait they hand out 60,000 of these things? Jesus talk about scraping the bottom of the barrel in the sake of a contrived egalitarianism.
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goatsteins posting got really really sad in the last couple days...
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did they give out like 50,000 of these medals for the 50th anniversary and 40,000 for the 40th
what i'm getting at, is what do i have to do while in canada for the next 10 years to get one of these super diamonds that i can use to power my strange sexual devices
what i'm getting at, is what do i have to do while in canada for the next 10 years to get one of these super diamonds that i can use to power my strange sexual devices
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angelbutt_dollface posted:"haha your name is anil... LIKE ANAL" ~drwhat, to a pakistani
sorry if you have so much invested in being politically correct that you can't unclench (get it) enough to laugh at anil dash and all the other anils of the world
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naw i think the next one will be an aluminum jubilee. shit was mad precious back in the day
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to Quebecois take these things grudgingly or what
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Ironicwarcriminal posted:to Quebecois take these things grudgingly or what
no one really cares one way or the other, they're worthless things, you don't all get a handshake from the PM or anything
the Order of Canada is the only real major national honour thing we have and that has been turned down a handful of times, and a few of those were specifically on grounds of being a quebec sovereigntist
i can't imagine you actually wanted to know that but now you do
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"Justin Bieber faced a hostile homecoming at the 100th Grey Cup on Sunday, with the jeering capacity crowd at the raucous Rogers Centre providing the teen idol with a reception as unyieldingly cold as a long Canadian winter." lol
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Justin Bieber announced that he couldn't notice all the people who didn't like him "Over the sound of all the US dollars falling into his lap" & was quick to add that the money was "Maybe Euro. But no coins at all basically. Just fiat currency & also the smooches of babes." Justin Bieber then hung out with famous black people & you're racist for thinking that's funny.
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Keven posted:Justin Bieber announced that he couldn't notice all the people who didn't like him "Over the sound of all the US dollars falling into his lap" & was quick to add that the money was "Maybe Euro. But no coins at all basically. Just fiat currency & also the smooches of babes." Justin Bieber then hung out with famous black people & you're racist for thinking that's funny.
he may have money and women and the adoration of the crown, but i bet some days, when he's staring up at the ceiling of the presidential suite in his hotel, he thinks to himself, "i really wish i could just kick back and read about gay communist shit as an unemployed tard"
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they named their child after the chapter in ulysses where leopold bloom masturbates in public while staring at some women
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