Panties For Men

    Part of this account is a paraphrasing (shortening) of an earlier post of mine titled “How I got started”, in the “stories” part of the “panty stories” section.  

When I was little, I became fascinated with the ruffles on babies or little girls underwear.  Their pretty little ruffled panties became my very first “eye candy”.  Because of pre-puberty innocence, there was nothing naughty or dirty about my feelings, I just enjoyed looking at pretty panties.  I naturally wondered what it would feel like to wear such pretty underwear.  One day the opportunity came to me.

    I found a pair of my sister’s ruffled panties in my bedroom.  Maybe Mom accidentally put them in the pile of my own undies.  I surrendered to the temptation and put the panties on.  I fell in love with the feeling of the ruffles teasing my thighs and butt cheeks as I slid the panties up to my hips.  I stepped over to my full-length mirror.  Incredible!  Not only were the panties pretty, I felt (and was) pretty too.  Later, Mom noticed the tell-tail waist band and asked me if I liked those panties better than my own undies, and I said yes. 

    A few days later, when I got dressed in the morning, all my boy undies were gone and were replaced by a couple of six-packs of little girl’s nylon panties, some with tons of ruffles on them. Without any hesitation, I put the panties on.  Even though I’m now 35, I’ve worn only pretty nylon panties, either plain or with lace and/or ruffles, ever since age 6.  This ends the paraphrasing part of this account.

    When puberty came, things changed.  I was dating a girl named Katie at the time.  One time when we were ‘just hanging out’ at her house and tickling each other, I wound up on the floor on my back with her sitting on top of me.  She lifted her skirt and swung her hips side-to-side, tickling my face with the ruffles on the backside of her panties.  Such a naughty girl, I loved every minute of it!  I instantly sprouted a bone and shot a huge load of cum, filling my panties with it.  It happened so fast that I never got a chance to remove any of my clothing.  That incident is what changed ruffled panties from merely being “eye candy” into being a powerful sexual arousal for me.

    That naughty feeling is still with me today, and probably will stay with me for the rest of my life.  I’m attaching a couple photos of ruffled panties which I’ve bought online.  Although they have shipped, they’re not here yet.  The photos are merely copies from online store ads.

    OK, I realize that different folks have different opinions regarding ruffled panties.  Some view them as ‘trashy’ or ‘slutty’, while others view them as ‘sissy’, while some view them as luxurious or opulent, and some others view them as something pretty to look at.  I aim to please, and wish to satisfy all.  That’s why I plan on wearing the yellow ones under my little pleated school girl skirt as soon as the warm weather returns.  Since I live at the top of a hill, there’s always at least a breeze blowing, which makes every day a ‘skirt alert’.  I plan to use my yellow ruffled panties, either while being worn by me or drying on my clothes line outdoors, as my contribution to my city’s “neighborhood beautification project”.

Thanks for reading, and remember to think positive, test negative, and stay beautiful.

XOXO, Linda