I remember my first time with panties, I was 7 yrs old my Mother had just finished a load of wash, as I watched her unload the drier and place the clothes on the folding table a pair of my sisters panties fell on the floor they were white satin with lace around the waist and a little bow right in the middle up front, my Mom did'nt notice they fallen on the floor so when she left the room I went over and picked them up, they were so soft and I rubbed on my cheeks they felt so nice, then I thought I wonder what they feel like on Willi, I put my hand down my pants and rubbed them on Willi, it felt so nice, I could here my Mother coming back down the stairs so I quickly pulled my hand out leaving the Satin panties in there, I went upstairs to my room and closed the door behind me, I was'nt sure why but I felt different, excited, and maybe a little scared, but I just had to try them on, so I undid the button on my pants down came the Zipper, as I pulled my pants down my heart began to race, I pulled my tighty whities off and slipped on the White Satin panties, they felt soo good I quickly put pants back on and stuffed mine under my pillow I wore those satin panties every day after after school, until they got dirty then I just put them in the Hamper, and picked out a new pair, I did this until my sisters moved out, by then I was old enough to drive and would go to JC pennys and by my own, that first purchase was the scariest thing I had done, But that's another story, Please Share you First Time With panties.
My friends sister was a lesbian stripper and she used to always bring different chicks home after dancing all night and they would have sex in her room. My buddies room was next to hers and he made a peek hole in his closet and one at a time we could watch them as they kissed and undressed each other. She had boxes full of sexy panties and sexy lingerie ect. I used to get so horny wanting to suck his **** when it was his turn to peek.My first pair was hot pink g string and it always had to be dark when we were peeking so they wouldnt notice and while he was spying I pulled my sweats off and slipped the silky g string on a loved how it went up my ass and i got instantly ROCK HARD!!! I continued to steel her sexy lingerie ect and she had so much she hardly ever missed anything. She was very sexy! So was my buddy!!
The first panties I remember wearing were my mom's. I was 14 or 15 and it was quite a summer. I had just broken into puberty, discovered my dad's stash of Playboy and accidentally taught myself how to masturbate! (Yes, late bloomer!) My favourite Playboy images were always of women in pretty satin bra and panty sets. Those were the kind that always had me the most aroused. My parents must have figured out I was looking at the Playboys as they were one day moved into a dresser drawer under my mom's panties. Suddenly given the opportunity to touch the very item that got me off in pictures was impossible to pass up.
The first few times I played with them I simply smelled them and rubbed them against my skin. Face, thighs and of course my growing manhood! Eventally it was off to my bedroom to put them on and peruse my favourite 80's softcore porn magazines! I loved the feeling of them on me. They always got me aroused and I always felt SO naughty! It wasn't long before I had tried every sexy, satiny pair that were in the drawer. Over and over. I had my favourites. A really pale pink nylon brief and a black satin and lace brief. I can still picture tham and the memory alone arouses me even now.
From my mom's panties I moved on to the panties of my best high school's stepmom. I had no conscious thought of seeking panties outside of my mom's. I stumbled across a pair of her's on top of a pile of laundry in their bathroom one night when I slept over. My friend's parents were out and he was busy in his room playing games on the Commodore 64. The smell and the feeling of them against my face had me instanty aroused. I knew I had plenty of time, so I took off my clothes in the bathroom and sliped into her panties. Black and white polka dotted satin briefs. I could hear the game going on in the basement through the heat register so I slipped out of the bathroom and into the parent's bedroom. JACKPOT! I dared not take any, so I got myself off wearing the first polka dot panties I found with a second pair over my face. It wasn't long before I erupted all over the carpet! That summer my firend's parents spent most of their time up at the lake. Lets just say there were a lot of sleepovers and I got to try on a lot of panties.
From there I tried other friend's mom's and sister's panties, female friend's and friend's gilfriend's panties, panties of the moms of kids I babysat, panties of homeowners I housesat for and so on and so on. Any time and anywhere I culd find nice, sexy panties, I took advantage of it. And I still do from time to time.
The first panties I remember wearing were my mom's. I was 14 or 15 and it was quite a summer. I had just broken into puberty, discovered my dad's stash of Playboy and accidentally taught myself how to masturbate! (Yes, late bloomer!) My favourite Playboy images were always of women in pretty satin bra and panty sets. Those were the kind that always had me the most aroused. My parents must have figured out I was looking at the Playboys as they were one day moved into a dresser drawer under my mom's panties. Suddenly given the opportunity to touch the very item that got me off in pictures was impossible to pass up.
The first few times I played with them I simply smelled them and rubbed them against my skin. Face, thighs and of course my growing manhood! Eventally it was off to my bedroom to put them on and peruse my favourite 80's softcore porn magazines! I loved the feeling of them on me. They always got me aroused and I always felt SO naughty! It wasn't long before I had tried every sexy, satiny pair that were in the drawer. Over and over. I had my favourites. A really pale pink nylon brief and a black satin and lace brief. I can still picture tham and the memory alone arouses me even now.
From my mom's panties I moved on to the panties of my best high school's stepmom. I had no conscious thought of seeking panties outside of my mom's. I stumbled across a pair of her's on top of a pile of laundry in their bathroom one night when I slept over. My friend's parents were out and he was busy in his room playing games on the Commodore 64. The smell and the feeling of them against my face had me instanty aroused. I knew I had plenty of time, so I took off my clothes in the bathroom and sliped into her panties. Black and white polka dotted satin briefs. I could hear the game going on in the basement through the heat register so I slipped out of the bathroom and into the parent's bedroom. JACKPOT! I dared not take any, so I got myself off wearing the first polka dot panties I found with a second pair over my face. It wasn't long before I erupted all over the carpet! That summer my firend's parents spent most of their time up at the lake. Lets just say there were a lot of sleepovers and I got to try on a lot of panties.
From there I tried other friend's mom's and sister's panties, female friend's and friend's gilfriend's panties, panties of the moms of kids I babysat, panties of homeowners I housesat for and so on and so on. Any time and anywhere I culd find nice, sexy panties, I took advantage of it. And I still do from time to time.
I dunno how your dad, "Pee-Bee-4-Eff", may have handled it, but mine, in the '60's, plus Mother, really, really lowered the boom--and bomb--on me, whenever I was caught. I'm in my late 50's, by the way. The best I recall, Mother wore those Rolls-Royce panties, Van Raalte Sheerios, and those are what have had me hooked, ever since 1967. My folks straightaway put me back on heavy meds!!
Today, if a father is a pantiephreak himself, he would seriously counsel his son to get a job, to finance the accumulation of his own personal stash, and to be sure to balance it all out with his other activites, and, above all, to be discreet. This kid's parents, father in particular--even if he himself is a pantiephreak, would still take a dim view of his son raiding "Mommie's" lingerie drawer, as well as sis'es, and those of all his girl cousins.
I dunno how your dad, "Pee-Bee-4-Eff", may have handled it, but mine, in the '60's, plus Mother, really, really lowered the boom--and bomb--on me, whenever I was caught. I'm in my late 50's, by the way. The best I recall, Mother wore those Rolls-Royce panties, Van Raalte Sheerios, and those are what have had me hooked, ever since 1967. My folks straightaway put me back on heavy meds!!
Today, if a father is a pantiephreak himself, he would seriously counsel his son to get a job, to finance the accumulation of his own personal stash, and to be sure to balance it all out with his other activites, and, above all, to be discreet. This kid's parents, father in particular--even if he himself is a pantiephreak, would still take a dim view of his son raiding "Mommie's" lingerie drawer, as well as sis'es, and those of all his girl cousins.
Hiya Breezie!
I can't really say I ever got caught re:panties. I think they just knew I had been into the Playboy mags and likely didn't know how to deal with it. The closest I ever came to getting caught was by my younger sister. She burst into my bedroom once while I was masturbating and wearing a favourite pair from my mom's panty drawer. All she took notice of was the Playboy that I was also looking at. I managed to convince her that it was a different magazine and that was the end of it. I think getting caught would have scarred me for life.
JC Penny magazines. I loved looking at the panty section, bras too.
Don't forget Alden's, Layne Bryant's, Sears, and, Montgomery Ward's Cats (catalogues), from "back in the day"!
Heck, going back 90 years, they still were really trippy. That's about when undies and models, really started looking as they do, today. Even yet, there was some sporadic boudior art, stretching back to the early Eighteenth Century, that busts a seam in my jeans! Also, some of us trip on the babes of Maxfield Parrish, in their diaphanous windswept gowns, from a Hundred or so years ago. Liv Tyler, Miranda Otto, and Cate Blanchett, from LOTR's, anyone???
For me, those cats started losing their pizazz, at about the mid-Eighties.
For me, in the movies something that really immortalizes the worship of fine lingerie, and the fine ladies that wear it, comes from the 1963 007 flick, From Russia With Love. Jimbo and Tatiana have just boarded The Orient Express westbound, in Istanbul. She really flips out, swoons, as Jimbo presents her a nightie/peignoir set, that looks like it could have been made by Lucie Anne, Shadowline, Miss Elaine, Olga, or Vanity Fair, and it was all glassy sheer. The cinematographer went to great pains to minimize that effect, mindful that the vision of it, could irreperably warp the souls of quite a lot of boys just verging on puberty. But, as I rewatch the scene, my imagination always compensates, and I always find the zones where the light's strongly streaming through. You have to remember, that back then, most babes in Communist Russia, never experienced such stuff, and hence, Tatania's profound reaction. Not having such suuuwwweeettt lingerie, is probably what contributed to Rosa Klebb's evilness.
-- Edited by Breeziestroke on Thursday 4th of April 2013 05:28:53 AM
I collect the Agent Provocateur catalogues and POP material now. I've bought a fair amount of their lingerie over the years for past g/f's and kept most of the print material where I could. I've even bought some on eBay. It's beautiful stuff.
