For the Love of Panties

I LOVE PANTIES!
I have been in love with women’s lingerie since I was a young teen going through puberty. The first time I had any encounter with panties was with an cousin two years older who was a very perverted boy. He was the one who showed me how to masturbate, and he loved to suck my dick whenever he got a chance. I remember once him calling me over and showing me a Kays Catalog. He had it opened to the lingerie section. He encouraged me to kiss each picture of a woman in panties. I remember my little guy getting stiff and not quite understanding why but it was fun until my Aunt caught us and called us every name in the dictionary that resembled pervert.
When I was in comprehensive school I used to see girls panties sticking out of their pants and liking it. Seeing that silky material was very exciting. The gymnasium dressing rooms were opposite of each other. They had two sets of doors so that if one was open you could not see into the other locker room because the second door was closed. When class was over there were so many people coming out that both sets of doors would be open and you could see into the other locker room, I remember many times seeing the girls in their bras and panties, getting dressed. It got so bad the sports teacher before a class chewed us out for hanging out close to the door so that we could peer into the girl’s locker room. He said “ If you want to see bra and panties ask your mom to show you hers, its just underwear and you shouldn’t be making a big deal out of this”. BINGO he gave me the idea that would carry on through the rest of my life. Panty drawers!
I began to peek into girl’s panty drawers, examining everyone. If I was at a friend’s house, I would find ways to get into his moms or sisters rooms and look. Finding silky ones were always extra special. For years I explored the wonders of women’s panties bras and slips. I would get so hard and I would run into the bathroom and rub them on my hard on, masturbating with them. I made sure to never cum on the panty, I did not want my little fetish to be discovered.
When I was 14, I got my first girlfriend. I loved getting in her pants so that I could rub those silky panties. The first time we had sex she was wearing a dress slip and pantyhose. Pulling off her pantyhose was the most erotic thing I had ever done. I was a little rough pulling them off that I had put a run in them, and she did not want them anymore, so I kept them. I remember one time we were hot and heavy and mostly naked, and she said to me, “are you ever going to take off my panties?” For a few years panties were not my number one thing since I was now getting pussy. The first time I was in her bedroom alone I went straight to her panty drawer and looked to see every one of her panties. I would always guide her into the lingerie departments whenever we went shopping and I would help her pick out her new panties. We ended up getting married straight out of school and I often wonder if I married her panty drawer because our marriage did not last very long.
In those days’ women would hang laundry outside on clothes lines. I would always look to see if they had panties or bras hanging on them. I had discovered that some would leave them hanging over night. It was a chance for me to start my collection of panties. I would sneak into yards and take only one pair at a time. When I was home alone, I would bring them out masturbate with them I started to do things like dress up pillows in panty and bras and lay on them until I came all over them. One day I decided to try on a pair. I was in heaven. Loved how they felt and looked with the head of my cock sticking out of the top of the panty, but I love the feeling on my hard dick the most. I had come across a woman who had only granny panties. I had been drawn to the bikinis first but thought this would feel great if it would cover me completely. I was right. That is when I fell in love with full nylon brief panties and that had been my lover ever since.
I began to collect only granny panties, some with lace panels other with lace trim. Over the years I learned all that I could about lingerie. I learned what size panty fit me best. My bra size and types of slips I would love. The size of pantyhose that fit me best. I become obsessed with lingerie. I started to find nighties and learned about control garments. Found that wearing a girdle would get me so excited but would restrict my ability to get hard. It was the ultimate tease.
My collection grew and grew. For years I would never toss out any panty or bra even if it was worn or too small. I ended up with over 500 panties, dozens of bras and slips and hundreds of pantyhose. I would keep them in suitcases. I had a panty lovers dream collection. I would bury myself in panties while masturbating. The visual sensation as well as the physical was always and still is very intense. I hear the work panty and I get stiff. I see a bra strap and I know I am seeing her underwear. Pantyhose toes drive me insane. VPL is my goal when I go out into public.
I wear panties 24/7 , I wear pantyhose when its cold outside with the excuse they keep me warm. I will wear a full slip over all this under my man clothes. I love standing in a group of women knowing I probably have the sexiest panties on. Exposing my pantyhose at my ankles hoping women will see that I am wearing their underthings is a huge turn on. If I had my way it would be the law that a woman must show me her panties when I meet her. I do all I can to see up a skirt or dress. Sheer blouses drive me crazy seeing the lacy bra or camisole.
To me panties are everything. I love and adore everything that is women’s underwear. I am so obsessed with them. I love to chat about lingerie and love to share with other men with the same fetish. I am amazed at the number of men who love lingerie as much as I do. Love the idea of dressing up with others and sharing our stories and lingerie with each other.