Pleasure In Plastic Panties Ch. 01
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"The following started as a PLImail to RubberPanties with the writing of which I became so engrossed that it became a story and in the end I never actually sent it, (so sorry RubberPanties, I hope you enjoy it now). I've tried to describe the pleasure I get from masturbating in feminine lingerie and plastic panties, so if plastic panties don't appeal to you, you may not want to read on. I think though that the enjoyment of sissy girly garments which is an integral part of the tale, means that it may have something all us panties wearing guys at PLI can relate to. "
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An Evening's Pleasure In Plastic Panties - Part 1
Dear RubberPanties
I have enjoyed wearing plastic panties for many years now. Although I don't have any at all the moment, I'll be ordering three pairs next week as a little Christmas present to myself. After the ones I'd had for a several years began to fall apart, the replacements I bought were too small so I consigned them to the bin too and surprisingly considering the erotic thrills I've had in plastic panties over the years, they drifted from my mind as I devoted myself to wearing and masturbating, (and also having sex with my wife), in satin and lace lingerie.
I'd had a few discussions here in PLI with others on the subject of plastic panties which stirred my interest again and after seeing your lovely pictures, I find I'm all excited about them again so I decided to send for some for Christmas. I'll just have to be sure to get to the post man before my wife every day till they're here. Thank you for reminding me once more of the erotic potential of plastic panties.
I like to take a long, long time over a play-session in plastic panties so that I can savour every moment and prolong the whole experience as much as I can, so I prefer wait until my wife is going to be away overnight. Although she's happy to encourage me in wearing satin and lace frillies and loves us both to dress for sex, she finds plastic baby panties a bit much and never agreed to me wearing them with her, so now I don't let her know when I've got them, keeping them stashed out of the way.
My first task in the evening is to remove my pubic hair if it has started to grow again, I'll apply some depilatory cream so that I'm completely naked and smooth and can enjoy the eroticism of a having a smooth bald cock, balls, bottom and perineum. Next I shower and then bathe so I'm all soft and clean and apply rose-scented perfume. This perfume always takes me back to my childhood in nappies (diapers) and plastic panties. Perhaps the plastic panties I wore as a child were impregnated with this scent, I can't say but it does strike a strong chord with me, the scent alone being sufficient to provoke an erection. I try to avoid becoming totally hard straight away as I enjoy the gradual transition from a soft thick heavy penis to full erection as the evening progresses.
When I'm thoroughly bathed I don an appropriately coloured suspender (garter if you're American) belt and seamed sheer nylons, (sometimes fishnets). The suspenders I favour are satin with broad gathered lace trim along the edges and down the length of the straps, I adore the fine tickly sensation of gathered lace on my fingertips and palms, it's such a turn on. I can't imagine why only girls should be allowed to wear frothy lace underwear when it's really supposed to excite us guys, it seems only natural to me that we should be aroused by wearing it too.
The static charge generated as I roll the black nylon stockings up and over my legs is delicious. Although my cock, balls and bottom are smooth and bare I keep my legs unshaven. This may seem strange but the contrast of the strong, masculine musculature and luxuriant soft black hair of my legs with the silky, girlish lingerie and my plastic baby panties is tremendously exciting for me. I strike some poses in the mirror in my stockings and suspenders, my legs are very shapely and I can well believe the story that the hosiery modelled in adverts is usually being worn by a man (though of course they must have shaven legs), as a sleekly muscled male leg in sheer nylon stockings is for me most definitely a strikingly erotic sight. The act of clipping the stocking tops to my suspenders is itself another little thrill for me, confirming that they're to be worn for long enough that this sometimes tricky operation will be worth the trouble.
The view when I look over my shoulder, of my sleekly rounded bum framed by the frilly straps of my suspender belt makes me feel wonderfully horny. I bend forward so I can see my taut and heavy balls beneath my bottom. Mmmmmmmm so lovely. I always try hard not to ejaculate for four or five days when I'm planning a plastic panties session, so that my balls will be tight and smooth and aching for days beforehand. Not only are they a sexier sight, they're much more sensitive to even the lightest of touches. In the days leading up to a plastic panties play session, I adore the constant reminders sent out from my aching groin. the little lurches and shooting sensations from cock through perineum to anus that tell me that I'm building up a big load of sperm just calling out to be released. To be going about my day-to-day business, experiencing the continual delicious ache from my knees to my belly is quite wonderful and I'm rewarded with a semi or sometimes fully erect cock at the oddest moments in the day. When I do eventually allow myself release, I know that I'll have such a lot of semen stored up that my spasms will be very long and very full and quite, quite wonderfully rewarding.
Over my stockings I wear little white lacy anklets or ankle socks which also excite me tremendously. These sexy little socks are surely only made in adult sizes to excite and provoke sexual desire in whoever is wearing them or admiring them being worn. (I do know someone whom I find very attractive, who owns some of these too and we flirt terribly whenever we meet but that's another story),
During my dress-up sessions I like to wear a flouncy pastel coloured (baby-blue or pale yellow being my favourites), translucent satin babydoll nightie with big lace frills round the bottom hem and puffy half length sleeves with an elasticated and frilled edge half way to my elbow. My babydolls are all very short coming just to hip level, so that when I'm wearing one it allows a clear view of my panties and suspender straps below
Now I select whichever pastel coloured plastic panties will match my suspenders and babydoll, (I usually have white and pink as as well as pale blue and pale yellow plastic panties. For the purposes of this little tale I'll be wearing baby blue). I always wear cloudy or translucent plastic panties so I can see the loveliness they provoke within. Opaque panties feel fine but they tend to be thicker and I can see nothing through them, tsk tsk! I'm not so keen on the clear transparent ones either, perhaps because they're not really babyish enough, so I've never owned any of these. I always buy pull-up panties, elasticated all round the waist and legs. The stretchy freedom of wearing these is much more exciting than the pop-stud plastic panties I've seen and which also don't appeal to me. I take some time fingering and smelling my panties and running them slowly across my chest and belly and face, up and down my thighs and along the length of my uncut cock which is by now thickening and becoming sensitive to the lightest touch. I take such tremendous delight in the perversity in which I'm about indulge.
I love the little puckers into which the elastic at the waist and legs draws the plastic of my panties, it's delightful. I draw my fingers into and down the little folds, stretching and smoothing them out and watching entranced as they immediately pucker up again with the passing of my fingers. I stretch and release the panties, marvelling at their smooth milky texture, teasing my nose and lips and cheeks with the yielding plastic fabric. I inhale the lovely smell, always rose scented and no matter how well I wash them at the end of an evening, the aroma of sex can always be detected, even if only faintly. I marvel at the soft crackling that emanates from the plastic as I touch and fondle them, my cock stiffens some more.
Now, checking first that they're the right way around, I hold the panties out in front of me and insert first one stockinged, frilly-socked foot and then the other into the leg holes. I draw them upward pausing and stretching my toes when my feet emerge, admiring the lacy frills of my white ankle socks contrasting with and complimenting the crinkly plastic garment. As the panties reach mid-calf level, the sheer black nylon of my stockings is revealed above the little socks.
There is simply no practical need for anyone to wear these frilly little socks with stockings, that's part of what thrills me so about wearing them. As I said, the only reason for them, is to provoke sexual pleasure in the wearer and in anyone else lucky enough to view them being worn. To combine these delightfully frilly little things with smooth stretchy nylon stockings is so completely unnecessary as to be just a perfect statement of sexual perversity. To anyone observing, it says, "I'm wearing these because they arouse me, I hope they arouse you too."
At the same time as my panties reach mid-calf level, I feel the light pressure that the tension of the elasticated leg openings begins to exert on my legs. Ohhhh it's so delicious. My cock twitches in anticipation. I spread my legs slightly to stretch the panties a little, feeling the increased sensation of the waist and leg elastic on the outside of my calves. The feeling transfers to the inner surface as I relax again. I move the panties gently side to side around my lower legs, repeating the delicate caress again and again. Now I slide the leg openings fractionally up and down my legs, gradually inching the panties up to my knees, thrilling at the variable caress I can give myself by manipulating the elasticated legs to and fro.
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