Posted: Sun Sep 03, 2006 3:58 am Post subject: Re: How old were you...
I remember being 12, in 6th grade in a public school in New York City. The class was enjoying a break at our desks, playing "Simon Says." Mrs. Ettinger was Simon. I sat all the way at the back of the room, behind Arlene who was a rather attractive girl who usually wore her hair in a braid. I don't recall my exact thoughts at the moment, but I do recall purposely fouling out of the game right at the start, and quietly sitting down in my seat. Half a moment later I was under my desk looking straight up Arlene's dress at her pretty white underpants. I was shocked quite soon after to lose my pretty view, instead looking straight into Arlene's face, at her rather stern eyes. Humiliated and embarassed I climbed back up into my seat. Humiliated I may have been, but the thrill has never left me.
A few weeks later Arlene's good friend Winifred hastened to clear out her desk as the class lined up to leave. I hastened to a friend's desk to be in the right position to look up Winifred's skirt at her very pretty peach colored panties stretched tight to their white elastic leg bands across her mound.What a pleasant jolt that was.
In another reinforcing image from that school year was in the class gardening project out in the little garden plot in the school playground, just so that 6th graders in NYC could experience growing things in a garden. The class was hoeing, weeding and digging, but I noticed Janie, who was very tall and cute had finished early and was sitting with open legs on a short wall. I hurried to complete my assigned task and took a seat katy-corner to her with my back to the fence. The position gave me a very nice view of Janie's buttercup yellow nylon undies, and to my great surprise she did nothing to change her position. Even when several of her friends joined her -- as they looked in my direction, giggled and whispered, Jane remained with her legs well spread as she smiled and laughed with them.
The final memory came a few weeks later when I happened upon Arlene and Winifred walking towards me on the sidewalk as I walked home. Between them was Susan who was chubby, and really rather unattractive. As they came closer from either side of Susan they grabbed at the hem or her skirt -- they were both laughing, but Susan was screaming and trying to keep her skirt down. I passed this little grouping before they managed to show off Susan's panties, and I've always felt a little happier about that.
Unfortunately (or perhaps fortunately) my family moved to another state before the following school year, but the experiences from my year of awakening will stay with me forever.
Posted: Mon Sep 04, 2006 8:17 pm Post subject: Re: How old were you...
kitspur wrote:
I remember being 12, in 6th grade in a public school in New York City. The class was enjoying a break at our desks, playing "Simon Says." Mrs. Ettinger was Simon. I sat all the way at the back of the room, behind Arlene who was a rather attractive girl who usually wore her hair in a braid. I don't recall my exact thoughts at the moment, but I do recall purposely fouling out of the game right at the start, and quietly sitting down in my seat. Half a moment later I was under my desk looking straight up Arlene's dress at her pretty white underpants. I was shocked quite soon after to lose my pretty view, instead looking straight into Arlene's face, at her rather stern eyes. Humiliated and embarassed I climbed back up into my seat. Humiliated I may have been, but the thrill has never left me.
A few weeks later Arlene's good friend Winifred hastened to clear out her desk as the class lined up to leave. I hastened to a friend's desk to be in the right position to look up Winifred's skirt at her very pretty peach colored panties stretched tight to their white elastic leg bands across her mound.What a pleasant jolt that was.
In another reinforcing image from that school year was in the class gardening project out in the little garden plot in the school playground, just so that 6th graders in NYC could experience growing things in a garden. The class was hoeing, weeding and digging, but I noticed Janie, who was very tall and cute had finished early and was sitting with open legs on a short wall. I hurried to complete my assigned task and took a seat katy-corner to her with my back to the fence. The position gave me a very nice view of Janie's buttercup yellow nylon undies, and to my great surprise she did nothing to change her position. Even when several of her friends joined her -- as they looked in my direction, giggled and whispered, Jane remained with her legs well spread as she smiled and laughed with them.
The final memory came a few weeks later when I happened upon Arlene and Winifred walking towards me on the sidewalk as I walked home. Between them was Susan who was chubby, and really rather unattractive. As they came closer from either side of Susan they grabbed at the hem or her skirt -- they were both laughing, but Susan was screaming and trying to keep her skirt down. I passed this little grouping before they managed to show off Susan's panties, and I've always felt a little happier about that.
Unfortunately (or perhaps fortunately) my family moved to another state before the following school year, but the experiences from my year of awakening will stay with me forever.
Posted: Sun Sep 10, 2006 4:35 pm Post subject: Re: How old were you...
Gaston--
Unfortunately we were unable to read your response to my reminiscing about my earliest awakenings-- the software for these posts does some strange things which mainly seem to simply drop our responses.
I'd appreciate if you would re-enter your response, without the "quote" option, that seems to be malfunctioning.
Posted: Mon Sep 11, 2006 3:51 am Post subject: Re: How old were you...
Ok, the first time I really enjoyed peeking at panties, I was in Mrs. Irvin's 8th grade english class and a friend tapped me on the shoulder to look down and infront of me. I saw Mia's white cotton panties baely covering the crack of her butt.
Another day, she was wearing a t-shirt, white jeans, and a pair of white cotton panties with a torn waistband, and I could see the hairs on her back and some butt crack.
One spring day, she wore a sleeveless shirt and jeans, I just couldnt take my eyes of her beige bra and beige nylon panties. She usually wore white cotton panties.
Mia popped up in my 10th grade english class, but by then she always wore a belt. I never saw anymore of her panties, and my friend he was so caught up in her panties, he failed english
I made it a point to start looking for her panties and soon after starting looking for panty peeks in all my classes.
Posted: Mon Sep 11, 2006 8:20 am Post subject: Re: How old were you...
I first started with my mothers high cut nylon panties (still my favorite) when i was around 12. Not even sure why. But once I did it I was hooked. I loved to wear them and stroke my cock. At that time I wasnt into dirty panties just clean ones from my mothers top draw.after a time then also got into my older sisters . I used to know every air both had and really enjoyed discovering new ones.
Once I got married I moved to my wifes, in the last few years my wife found out and was happy that I used hers, however didntwant to discuss it (I think she thought I was gay or something). In the last few months however she has really started to enjoy it and we have started to shareher panties. She has even bought me some (last week) So I can now freely enjoy myself.
Posted: Tue Nov 28, 2006 1:14 am Post subject: Re: How old were you...
I guess my first interest was around 6 years old. My cousin (1 year younger than me) played "I;ll show you mine if you show me yours" I liked what I saw under the panties, but I enjoyed her pretty panties just as much. We did it several times before we got caught by my aunt. Both of us got a spanking and a good talking to about it.
Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 1:57 pm Post subject: Re: How old were you...
i started when i was 14 and my cousin was 15, she used to tease me by flashing her panties when i sat opposite of her, finally one day we were alone in my house and she said she had been talking with some of here friends about a guy at school who used to expose himself in the woods and play with himslef knowing that some of the gilrs were watching, i asked her if she wanted to see my erection as it was bursting out of my jeans, she said yes, so i took my cock out and she pulled her skirt up so i could see her white cotton school panties she gently took hold of my cock and stroked it, it did'nt take long to me to shoot my load, it went all over the place. Later we played with each other more and more and it was so nice to stroke her through her panties, but i came on her panties and skirt sometimes, so she would bring a spare pair of panties to stroke me with and for me to cum on, then she would wipe me clean with them.
Thats how i got started, then i had a young stepmother and i used to see her panties bras, slips a lot, and i used them many times. Many years later i met my cousin she was divorced, after a few drinks we got around to our early days with sex, i told her it had left a lasting impression on me sexually, she then told me i could go and look at all her underwear and pick out some i liked and she would wear them. Finally we had actual sex after all the years, it was great. We still keep in touch and we often have phone sex, she wil tell me what she is wearing, and oftens sends me a pair of panties in the post after she has worn them all day.
Joined: Nov 11, 2005 Posts: 40 Location: North East Lower Michigan
Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 2:52 pm Post subject: Re: How old were you...
For me it started in the mid 1960's, I was probably 5 or 6.
I can't remember specifically when it started, only that I've been fascinated by the smell, a womans scent is the most wonderful, and feel, the way they lye on a womans body, they way they feel on my body. Back then panties were made in the USA, all great manufacturers of quality panties, Van Raalte, Vanity Fair, Vasserette, Gaymode, MovieStar, Pamundies, Dixiebelle, to name a few, oh and can't forget Rogers, and they all had a double fabric crotch panel. My earliest masturbating with panties are with a pair of mom's bikini Rogers, double nylon crotch purple panties.
All my aunts would were short dresses/skirts and I could always see up a skirt or dress, this was before pantyhose so the woman wore gartered stockings which just increased the eroticism. I got caught once with my aunt Paulines red brief panties when I was like 10. I had them under my mattress, and mom found them when she changed the bedding. She asked me what I did with them and did it feel good?
In all these years I have played with all my aunts panties, grandmothers, sisters, and cousins panties. My mom even went as far as to not buy my sister any more nylon panties.
Nylon panties have always, and will always be my favorites.
Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 6:57 pm Post subject: Re: How old were you...
Vryslan and NylonPantySlave-- Excellent posts from both of you. Enough to make any guy horny and jealous.
Not to play favorites, but Vryslan, your mention of other articles of lingerie stikes a responsive chord in me. I feel we could benefit from digressing just a bit from our favorite undies (panties) and delve a little into the subject of slips. Made of the fabric most of us hold dearest -- nylon -- slips are sleek, soft, shiney, and often delightfully see-through. When I first got started in my favorite vice, I found that once our eyes found that delicious frothy lace at a lady's skirt hem, we are tantalizingly close to reaching our pot at the end of the rainbow -- her panty crotch.
Few sights spark my anticipation as a beautiful lady standing in her silky nylon slip and we can see through it quite nicely to her bra and panties.
Cherry and Bonnie please tell us that you sometimes wear, and tease your partners in a dressy silky slip.
Thanks again Vryslan and NylonPantySlave for your very sexy posts.
Posted: Sat Dec 02, 2006 7:16 am Post subject: Re: How old were you...
Hi Kitspur,
I really love to see lacy slips, there is a real thrill for me to see just a peek of lace coming out from a skirt, a bra slip is alo very nice, i often wear a half slip it just feels so good to have it on, i actulay had a relationship with my ex mother in law when i was staying at her place, i would put on one of her slips and she would stroke me through the material you could see my pre cum on the slip, it was great, i do not know if oyu are into men wearing slips etc, but i have some phots in the men wearing panties section of me in a mini slip
Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2007 9:58 am Post subject: Re: How old were you...
What a great thread.
My earliest memory was when I was 8 or 9, a girl was sitting in the playground with her knees up, but her loose-fitting knickers did not fully hide her crown jewels. Myself and another boy were riveted to the spot. It seemed to us the girl knew very well what was happening (probably because of the way we were staring!) but pretended not to notice, looking away from us whilst doing her best to give us a better view.
Also remember being spellbound all through my childhood watching girls in regulation navy kinickers on swings and monkey-bars. Sometimes they'd tuck their skirts in, sometimes not, but it didn't matter, it made compelling viewing either way.
For me it was obvious that they knew the boys were looking and they loved it.
Later on I found myself seeking out opportunities in parks, etc, to catch glimpses when girls were sat with knees-up. I would also deliberately follow girls in short skirts up the stairs when boarding double-decker buses and stop half-way to cop a fantastic worm's eye view.
As with others, I''m only into looking at girls wearing panties, nothing else.
Posted: Thu Jun 14, 2007 4:04 am Post subject: Re: How old were you...
I was in the 7th grade and discovered how lovely panties were at a friends house when i found his sister bra. My step mom also got me hooked on them the same year. The panties were amazing, the scent, the feel, everything and i have been into them ever since which has been about 6 years.
Joined: May 05, 2007 Posts: 6096 Location: Glasgow, Scotland
Posted: Thu Jun 14, 2007 4:56 am Post subject: Re: How old were you...
I was 10 or 11 when I first experienced the erotic appeal/affect of panties. It happened at school. I had turned round to speak to a classmate and got an upskirt view of Christine Burton at the back of the class, nothing fantastic, nothing new, just a pair of white panties, but for some reason I got my first ever erection and was semi-hard for the rest of day. I couldn't stop thinking of that all day. When I got home I went straight to my bedroom, got my cock out and instinctively started to wank while thinking about Christine and her panties. You can just imagine how I felt as I experienced those wonderful new sensations. I also instinctively increased my strokes as I felt myself approaching climax (although I didn't know that was what was about to happen). Since I did not know that I would shoot my load I did not have a tissue (or panties) handy, so my spunk shot all over my hand and fingers and dripped onto the bedclothes and carpet! Happy day.
Joined: Jun 25, 2006 Posts: 241 Location: new york
Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2007 1:09 am Post subject: Re: How old were you...
I was 9 yrs old when i first started looking at girls panties. We use to look up the fire excape and look at the girls coming down showing their panties, i always got a hard turn on, that when i got home i took a pair of my sisters panties and masterbated myself, thinking of that girls panties and her pussy. I always enjoyed looking at girls panties. Iam a true pantylover.
Posted: Wed Aug 01, 2007 11:59 am Post subject: Re: How old were you...
It's been so long ago, I don't remember when I first started enjoying looking at panties. Would look at all the panties in the catalogs we would receive from stores such as JCP and Sears. Can vaguely remember going shopping with my mother and seeing her buy new ones. Would sneak feeling of the softies as she shopped.
Then it became fun trying to see up-skirt sights of the girls at school as they walked up and down the stairs. There was a water fountain strategically located along side and below the stairs and it was interesting to be getting a drink and getting a good view at the same time. Really brings back some very good memories.
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