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#1
Posted 30 August 2004 - 09:01 PM
#2
Posted 01 September 2004 - 02:52 PM
I have always loved panties and have played with them on and off for years (we all know about purging) About 10 years ago I decided that panties were for me so I have no male underwear and about 150 pairs of panties, various bras and suspenders and quite a few satin nighties.
I absolutely love wearing feminine things (I was going to use the word Girly, but the girls these days wear crap stuff) and all of the women I know have no problem with it.................I get lovely xmas and birthday presents!
If I get involved with a woman then I let her know what I am into, if she doesn't like it then it goes no further. I'm not going to compromise myself any longer, I wear panties and enjoy them and that's it. If a woman doesn't like it then that is her problem not mine.
I absolutely love wearing feminine things (I was going to use the word Girly, but the girls these days wear crap stuff) and all of the women I know have no problem with it.................I get lovely xmas and birthday presents!
If I get involved with a woman then I let her know what I am into, if she doesn't like it then it goes no further. I'm not going to compromise myself any longer, I wear panties and enjoy them and that's it. If a woman doesn't like it then that is her problem not mine.
#3
Posted 19 January 2012 - 02:44 AM
Nic_Kers says: I have been wearing knickers exclusively for over twenty years and I would never go back to mens underwear. Apart from the sexual thrill of wearing something that is intended to cover pussy, I find that knickers actually are more comfortable than underwear made for men.
Knickers hold my bits in place beautifully, paricularly when sitting. I find the hi-leg knicker perfect for this. For me it began when my then girlfriend asked me to put a pair of her knickers on. She spent a few moments of appraisal before pulling my erect cock through the knicker-leg and taking me in her mouth. Her knickers were a bit small and it was decided that I should buy my own. At first this was a bit trial and error, but soon I was able to judge which knickers I could wear. I decided then to throw out my underpants in favour of knickers. I buy most at Marks and Spencer but my favourite brand is Sloggi. I don't wear frilly knickers, I tend to wear either plain black or white, but I do wear lace from time to time. I have always been open about my choice of underwear with all of the women that I have subsequently dated and not one has ever objected, I have been very fortunate in that - in fact some have been only too happy to rummage through my knicker-drawer for a clean pair to borrow after staying over, and some have bought me knickers as gifts... I just love my knickers, a little touch of the feminine, I still have a frisson of pleasure when I pull on a fresh pair in the morning and the lingerie departments always afford such sexy pleasure..
Purecotton says: I have been wearing panties on & off for years now (it's taking me ages to convince my wife to let me though). To start off it was the cheap tacky nylon ones which give static shocks, then on to better quality stuff. More recently (with my wifes knowledge) it has been "purecotton" black stuff from BHS which I can even wear easily when in swimming/gym changing rooms.
Really, they're very comfortable. I'm working towards the M&S brands too.
I love knickers (panties).
Wear 24/7 but haven't been to the doctor/osteopath yet. . .
Sexy7 says: I started messing with my mom's undies when I was very young. I don't know why. I just remember I like how they felt. I do not recall wearing them during my teen years. As I recall, I just use them to masturbate.
I married at the age of 19 and am still married to the same woman now 36 years later. I did not tell my wife about my 'secret'. But, she did find me dress in her undies and was not very approving of it at all.
Like many, I have have attempted to stop several times over the years. I have disposed of everything I had. But, then, after a time, I would start back up again. Then a few years ago when I discovered thongs in my size, I have gone to wearing them 24/7.
My wife stills does not approve, but she tolerates my thongs. She does voice her dislike when I wear other styles, especially the lacy ones or pink ones.
Lastly, just what the heck are 'knickers'? I have seen several members say they only wear knickers. I thought this was just a British term for panties (full briefs). But, they why you girls talk, it's like they are a particular style of panty. So, someone please explain.
Pantyjim says: Guessing i was about 10 when out of curiousity - tried on my sister's, navyblue nylon bikini. She is 10years older - but was just the right size. It felt electric on me. Of course i was naive about everything, but that seemed to set something off or send me down the lingerie path forever, have never been able to let go. Natural progressioin to moms, figure that's were my love of fullcut briefs is from.
i did try to deny - figured out that in the short time we're on this rock that nothing matters too much - except taxes & health insurance. Now i don't care who sees or knows. Regretably i haven't been outted as a pantyhusband - just wife & Drs know for sure.
Wife was upset for a few days before realizing my affinity for panties is harmless - she buys me some, she'll tease me about them (which does feel super to hear). We have a date for lingerie shopping at the mall this weekend. i realized later in life i am somewhat submissive - maybe sissy at heart.
Enough rambling
Anna says: Sometimes idly wonder how birth order affects our choices. If I'd had older sisters, I'm sure I'd have started with theirs. Think I tried with my (much) younger sisters, but pretty as their things were, there was just too much risk of ripping or stretching them out, so my main source for quite a bit were my mothers'. I probably started with panties (and slips and bras and whatever else I could find) around this age, but I also recall playing mostly with girls (or wanting to) when I was younger. I had two older aunts who were just 6 years or so older than me, and I recall being fascinated with the eldest's bedroom (the younger sister was quite a tomboy, so she was more a source of potential "torture" and such than any sort of role model -- though I did admire her for her boyishness and also sort of figured that if she could be that way at her age, why couldn't I be just as girly when I got older?
Besides my mother's clothing and other accessories, when we would visit my grandparents in my pre-teens and thereafter, there was a chest of drawers in the basement that contained some wonderful slips with a sort of micropleated chiffon edging on them, as well as a number of panties and whatnot. Since there were no locks, I had to be pretty careful about timing, but it was a tremendous temptation to go down there and play dress up whenever we would visit. I suspect these clothes were my grandma's but they may have been things my aunts had outgrown, maybe. I liked to think that, even if it probably wasn't true. In any case, they were far more alluring in design than most of my mom's stuff, which was all pretty basic.
There weren't many good hiding places and I shared a room for almost all my time at home with my younger brother, so there was even less privacy.
Later, around 15 or so, I discovered a box that contained several nighties and the like in our attic when we were living temporarily in a rental farmhouse, before my parents found a property for sale that they could build my dad's dream "hobby farm" on. That became more or less unavailable, though, after we moved and the clothes were moved back to my parents drawers and closets. Then my only access tended to be when everyone else was away, and I would manage to come up with a reason for staying behind.
When I was around 16, my mother became very ill and spend quite a bit of time in a hospital 100s of miles from out small Colorado farmtown. Opportunity increased then, but I wonder if I also didn't feel some irrational guilt for her condition? I seem to recall by this time that my oldest sister was old enough that I could manage to wear at least some of her things, as well as whatever of my mom's was kept in the house and not sent to her during her recovery.
It was also at this time that I was able to express more of my desires to take on so-called "women's work." I did nearly all of the *real* cooking that got done around the house at that time, though officially we were supposed to be taking turns. It was at that time I taught myself to cook well. I learned a bit of sewing earlier from my mother, who had been a very active seamstress for most of my late childhood. My efforts though, tended to be limited to fashioning doll clothes for my sisters' Barbies. I felt at the time (with cause) that I was drawing unwanted attention to myself in my general attempts to stay with the girls and avoid the boys. In grade school it was not hard to be a part of playing jacks and jump rope, particularly since my girlfriends and I tended to gather at one end of the school building, out of the way of most of the tag and other roughhousing of the boys -- and some girls, like the Army brat who goaded me into one of my few fights--which she won, either by force or by manipulating the perception of the teachers (or both).
Anyway... I think I've rambled on this as long as anyone is likely to tolerate.
Knickers hold my bits in place beautifully, paricularly when sitting. I find the hi-leg knicker perfect for this. For me it began when my then girlfriend asked me to put a pair of her knickers on. She spent a few moments of appraisal before pulling my erect cock through the knicker-leg and taking me in her mouth. Her knickers were a bit small and it was decided that I should buy my own. At first this was a bit trial and error, but soon I was able to judge which knickers I could wear. I decided then to throw out my underpants in favour of knickers. I buy most at Marks and Spencer but my favourite brand is Sloggi. I don't wear frilly knickers, I tend to wear either plain black or white, but I do wear lace from time to time. I have always been open about my choice of underwear with all of the women that I have subsequently dated and not one has ever objected, I have been very fortunate in that - in fact some have been only too happy to rummage through my knicker-drawer for a clean pair to borrow after staying over, and some have bought me knickers as gifts... I just love my knickers, a little touch of the feminine, I still have a frisson of pleasure when I pull on a fresh pair in the morning and the lingerie departments always afford such sexy pleasure..
Purecotton says: I have been wearing panties on & off for years now (it's taking me ages to convince my wife to let me though). To start off it was the cheap tacky nylon ones which give static shocks, then on to better quality stuff. More recently (with my wifes knowledge) it has been "purecotton" black stuff from BHS which I can even wear easily when in swimming/gym changing rooms.
Really, they're very comfortable. I'm working towards the M&S brands too.
I love knickers (panties).
Wear 24/7 but haven't been to the doctor/osteopath yet. . .
Sexy7 says: I started messing with my mom's undies when I was very young. I don't know why. I just remember I like how they felt. I do not recall wearing them during my teen years. As I recall, I just use them to masturbate.
I married at the age of 19 and am still married to the same woman now 36 years later. I did not tell my wife about my 'secret'. But, she did find me dress in her undies and was not very approving of it at all.
Like many, I have have attempted to stop several times over the years. I have disposed of everything I had. But, then, after a time, I would start back up again. Then a few years ago when I discovered thongs in my size, I have gone to wearing them 24/7.
My wife stills does not approve, but she tolerates my thongs. She does voice her dislike when I wear other styles, especially the lacy ones or pink ones.
Lastly, just what the heck are 'knickers'? I have seen several members say they only wear knickers. I thought this was just a British term for panties (full briefs). But, they why you girls talk, it's like they are a particular style of panty. So, someone please explain.
Pantyjim says: Guessing i was about 10 when out of curiousity - tried on my sister's, navyblue nylon bikini. She is 10years older - but was just the right size. It felt electric on me. Of course i was naive about everything, but that seemed to set something off or send me down the lingerie path forever, have never been able to let go. Natural progressioin to moms, figure that's were my love of fullcut briefs is from.
i did try to deny - figured out that in the short time we're on this rock that nothing matters too much - except taxes & health insurance. Now i don't care who sees or knows. Regretably i haven't been outted as a pantyhusband - just wife & Drs know for sure.
Wife was upset for a few days before realizing my affinity for panties is harmless - she buys me some, she'll tease me about them (which does feel super to hear). We have a date for lingerie shopping at the mall this weekend. i realized later in life i am somewhat submissive - maybe sissy at heart.
Enough rambling
Anna says: Sometimes idly wonder how birth order affects our choices. If I'd had older sisters, I'm sure I'd have started with theirs. Think I tried with my (much) younger sisters, but pretty as their things were, there was just too much risk of ripping or stretching them out, so my main source for quite a bit were my mothers'. I probably started with panties (and slips and bras and whatever else I could find) around this age, but I also recall playing mostly with girls (or wanting to) when I was younger. I had two older aunts who were just 6 years or so older than me, and I recall being fascinated with the eldest's bedroom (the younger sister was quite a tomboy, so she was more a source of potential "torture" and such than any sort of role model -- though I did admire her for her boyishness and also sort of figured that if she could be that way at her age, why couldn't I be just as girly when I got older?
Besides my mother's clothing and other accessories, when we would visit my grandparents in my pre-teens and thereafter, there was a chest of drawers in the basement that contained some wonderful slips with a sort of micropleated chiffon edging on them, as well as a number of panties and whatnot. Since there were no locks, I had to be pretty careful about timing, but it was a tremendous temptation to go down there and play dress up whenever we would visit. I suspect these clothes were my grandma's but they may have been things my aunts had outgrown, maybe. I liked to think that, even if it probably wasn't true. In any case, they were far more alluring in design than most of my mom's stuff, which was all pretty basic.
There weren't many good hiding places and I shared a room for almost all my time at home with my younger brother, so there was even less privacy.
Later, around 15 or so, I discovered a box that contained several nighties and the like in our attic when we were living temporarily in a rental farmhouse, before my parents found a property for sale that they could build my dad's dream "hobby farm" on. That became more or less unavailable, though, after we moved and the clothes were moved back to my parents drawers and closets. Then my only access tended to be when everyone else was away, and I would manage to come up with a reason for staying behind.
When I was around 16, my mother became very ill and spend quite a bit of time in a hospital 100s of miles from out small Colorado farmtown. Opportunity increased then, but I wonder if I also didn't feel some irrational guilt for her condition? I seem to recall by this time that my oldest sister was old enough that I could manage to wear at least some of her things, as well as whatever of my mom's was kept in the house and not sent to her during her recovery.
It was also at this time that I was able to express more of my desires to take on so-called "women's work." I did nearly all of the *real* cooking that got done around the house at that time, though officially we were supposed to be taking turns. It was at that time I taught myself to cook well. I learned a bit of sewing earlier from my mother, who had been a very active seamstress for most of my late childhood. My efforts though, tended to be limited to fashioning doll clothes for my sisters' Barbies. I felt at the time (with cause) that I was drawing unwanted attention to myself in my general attempts to stay with the girls and avoid the boys. In grade school it was not hard to be a part of playing jacks and jump rope, particularly since my girlfriends and I tended to gather at one end of the school building, out of the way of most of the tag and other roughhousing of the boys -- and some girls, like the Army brat who goaded me into one of my few fights--which she won, either by force or by manipulating the perception of the teachers (or both).
Anyway... I think I've rambled on this as long as anyone is likely to tolerate.
#4
Posted 19 January 2012 - 06:31 AM
ANSWER to Sexy7,Knickers is a generic British name for any type of female panties.The word is also used as an insult.Notable examples are;"Knickers!","Knickers to you mate!" "Fuckin' Knickers yer wanker!" all expressions of contemp.According to the Oxford English (Australian) Dictionary,Knickers is a British contraction of the US word Knickerbockers.For further Knickers references refer to the "Viz" publication "Profanisaurus."Hope you haven't been in suspenders waiting for this answer. I hope that this is a suitable explanationxNadesha
#5
Posted 23 January 2012 - 05:35 PM
I wear them because after finding a silk pair in my mom's drawer when I was younger, they felt better on than the tightie whities I wore at the time. With all the different fabrics, styles and colors I enjoy wearing them even more. It always seems to boil down to they look and feel really good.
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