johnnie would be lying to himself if he thought he wasn't fascinated by panties. As far back as he could remember, panties held a special place in his thoughts.
It all began with his foray into erotic stories. A wife shows her panties to a strange man. Themes such as those sparked johnnie's interest. He imagined what women around him at work, in restaurants, on the street, everywhere, looked like in their panties. It became an obsession with the little dicked lad of 19 to visualize them in nothing but a sexy pair of panties.
By the time johnnie reached 22, the spark had ignited into a flame. He thought of peeping into the windows of his female neighbors to watch them dress. Upon reconsideration, however, he thought the better of that idea. johnnie did not want to get caught and beaten up. Nor did he wish to be arrested and be registered as a sex offender.
Still, to see a real woman in her panties was his deepest desire. Many were the nights spent with his index, his middle finger, and thumb stroking the liquid passion from his 4" dick, extinguishing the flame of lust for the time being.
One day johnnie decided to do something new; something different. He slow walked through the lingerie department in a store trying his best to appear as though he was shopping for a lady friend.
Looking around to see if he was being watched, johnnie casually reached out a finger to touch a black, French-cut panty. the soft material made his penis jump with excitement. He bravely put his whole hand on the panty.
He grew very hot and outwardly blushed the first time he dared to feel the silkiness of feminine undergarments. His heart pounded in his small chest as his slender fingers traced the lacey waist band. His sad little boner tried to escape the Y-front panel in his own tightie whities. Looking around as he quickly exited the area, he saw he hadn't been noticed by shoppers or salespersons.
His initial experiment soon became habitual. After work johnnie would stop at the mall and visit his favorite panty. The thrill he felt sneaking feels soon wore out. Touching was not enough. The desire too great to ignore, johnnie picked up the panties. Holding the sexy garment in both hands, johnnie nearly swooned. His mind wondered what a female would look like in those. His boner ached with need.
"Are you going to buy those,?" the question snapping him out of his reverie.
He saw a tall, stern looking woman frowning at him, waiting for johnnie to answer.
"I, ah, um, well...."
"Well answer me young man. Do you wish to purchase those panties?"
Trying to figure a way out of his embarrassing predicament, johnnie nodded, "Yes Ma'am."
"What size is she?"
"Pardon me?"
"The woman for whom you are purchasing those panties. What size is she?"
johnnie was stuck. Of course, there was no woman but he couldn't tell the matronly salesperson that. Thinking fast, "um, she's my size, I guess," johnnie replied.
The sale woman took the panties from johnnie and checked the size. "These would be too large for her," she said while rummaging through the panties before finally holding a pair out and handing them to johnnie. "Will those do?"
johnnie, his throat dry managed to croak, "Um, uh, yeah, I mean yes Ma'am."
"Is there anything else I can assist you with?"
"No Ma'am."
"Then bring them along. I'll ring you up."
johnnie followed the tall woman admiring her shapely bottom, the wide curve of her hips and imagining her wearing his treasured panties.
johnnie paid the $49.00 in cash. Handing the woman two twenties and a ten, she snorted that there was tax on the item.
johnnie fished out another five and watched as the woman bagged his new panties. His heart pounded in his chest. Perspiration dotted his forehead as he waited for his change.
The sale woman eyed johnnie suspiciously as she counted out his change. None the less, johnnie hurried home with his treasure.
With trembling hands, johnnie held the panties up. Bringing them to his face, he felt the soft material against his cheek. He smelled them but was disappointed that there was no feminine scent. Still his little boner ached with desire.
johnnie had a sudden inspiration. Dropping his pants and white briefs which were damp with his pre-ejaculate, johnnie touched his dick with his panty. Immediately his dick spewed forth its pent-up passion. The force and sudden onslaught of his orgasm fell johnnie to his knees.
His watery seed soaked his panty as held basked in the best climax of his lonely existence.
3 minutes passed. Then 5 as johnnie knelt with his hand, now wet, still holding his soft and satisfied dick in the saturated panty. Suddenly he realized what he'd done. "Darn it," he said aloud. "I've gone and soiled them."
He hurried to the bathroom and used his shampoo to wash out his new favorite garment. Hanging it to dry on the shower curtain rod, he went back out to his small living room to pick up his pants.
That night johnnie had experienced the exquisite excitement of panties on his privates.
Later in bed johnnie had misgivings about having sex with a pair of panties. He'd never been with a woman. Never got to first base. He reasoned that it wasn't his fault that he became fascinated with panties. "After all," he concluded, "it couldn't be too weird because someone had written about their love of panties and posted the story online."
Feeling better about himself, johnnie fell into a deep satisfied sleep.
There were many more nights when johnnie sated his passion using his panty which he now named Ebony after the deep black of the little hard dick welcoming nylon.
It was only a thought, a fleeting idea that johnnie fought off as he went about the daily routine of his job. He'd been thinking of his panty and how he wished he had brought Ebony to work with him for a little "afternoon delight".
His dick grew at the idea that sprang from his desire. "Maybe I could wear them instead of my dude undies."
He tried to push that thought away but his efforts were no match for his lust.
The next morning for the first time, johnnie lovingly held his panty, now almost dry from washing the previous night's activity and pulled them up his slender but shapely legs and over his wide round bottom. His erection was more than instantaneous. He was hard before he stepped into his panties.
By noon his erection was giving the young man blue balls. johnnie snuck off to the men's room and had a quick wank which relieved the pain but not his lust. Throughout his first afternoon in panties, johnnie sported his 4" boner. He liked feeling the outline of Ebony beneath his pants and was careful not to be seen caressing his own bottom and rubbing his erection.
When at last he arrived home, johnnie had another inspiration. Shedding all but his panties, he checked himself out in the mirror on his dresser as best he could. He even stood on his bed to get a look at his less than masculine body in his pretty panties.
He could not deny what his eyes told him was true. His body looked wonderfully sexy in panties.
johnnie knew his body lacked the musculature of most males, those masculine men with whom he worked. His was a more sensuous figure, his features soft, delicate, his long hair framed his face accentuating is high cheek bones, his button nose, and full lips.
Untroubled by what he'd seen himself as, johnnie masturbated into Ebony that night and washed them out yet again.
Pulling the not quite dry panty on the next morning, he decided that Ebony would like company. She had become his lover and as such, johnnie knew had to care for her.
During his lunch break, back at the store where he first met Ebony, johnnie once more came under the close scrutiny of the matronly sales lady. "Back again, are we? Did she like your gift?"
johnnie blushed as he said they were fine. "Huh? Oh. Um, ah, she would like a couple more pairs but in different colors, Ma'am."
