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Anyway, I just wanted to give you a “heads up” on why you cannot simply view the forum if you aren’t registered!!

“Christmas With Louise”

As a joke, my brother used to hang a pair of panty hose over his fireplace before Christmas.  He said all he wanted was for Santa to fill them.  What they say about Santa checking the list twice must be true because every Christmas morning, although Jay’s kids’ stockings were overflowed, his poor pantyhose hung sadly empty.

One year I decided to make his dream come true.  I put on sunglasses and went in search of an inflatable love doll.  They don’t sell those things at Walmart so I had to go to an adult bookstore downtown!!!

If you’ve never been in an X-rated store, don’t go.  You’ll only confuse yourself.  I was there an hour saying things like, “What does this do? You’re kidding me!  Who would buy that?”  Finally, I made it to the inflatable doll section.

I wanted to buy a standard, uncomplicated doll that could also substitute as a passenger in my truck so I could use the car pool lane during rush hour but finding what I wanted was difficult.  Love Dolls come in many different models. The top of the line, according to the side of the box, could do things I’d only seen in a book on animal husbandry.  I settled for Lovable Louise. She was at the bottom of the price scale and to call Louise a doll took a huge leap of imagination!. So on Christmas Eve and with the help of an old bicycle pump, Louise came to life.

My sister-in-law was in on the plan and let me in during the wee morning hours. Long after Santa had come and gone, I filled the dangling pantyhose with Louise’s pliant legs and bottom.  I also ate some cookies and drank what remained of a glass of milk on a nearby tray.  I went home, and giggled for a couple of hours.

The next morning my brother called to say that Santa had been to his house and left a present that had made him VERY happy but had left the dog confused. She would bark, start to walk away, then come back and bark some more.

We all agreed that Louise should remain in her panty hose so the rest of the family could admire her when they came over for the traditional Christmas dinner.

My grandmother noticed Louise the moment she walked in the door.  ”What the hell is that?” she asked.

My brother quickly explained, “It’s a doll.”  ”Who would play with something like that?” Granny snapped. I had several candidates in mind, but kept my mouth shut.

“Where are her clothes?” Granny continued. “Boy, that turkey sure smells nice Gran” Jay said, to steer her into the dining room. But Granny was relentless.  ”Why doesn’t she have any teeth?”

Again, I could have answered, but why would I?  It was Christmas and no one wanted to ride in the back of the ambulance saying, “Hang on Granny, hang on!”

My grandfather, a delightful old man with poor eyesight, sidled up to me and said,  ”Hey, who’s the naked gal by the fireplace?” I told him she was Jay’s friend.

A few minutes later I noticed Grandpa by the mantel, talking to Louise. Not just talking, but actually flirting! It was then that we realized this might be Grandpa’s last Christmas at home.

The dinner went well.  We made the usual small talk about who had died, who was dying, and who should be killed, when suddenly Louise made a noise like my father in the bathroom in the morning.  Then she lurched from the panty hose, flew around the room twice, and fell in a heap in front of the sofa.

The cat screamed, I passed cranberry sauce through my nose, and Grandpa ran across the room, fell to his knees, and began administering mouth-to-mouth resuscitation.  My brother fell back over his chair and wet his pants. Granny threw down her napkin, stomped out of the room, and sat in the car.

Later in my brother’s garage, we conducted a thorough examination to decide the cause of Louise’s collapse .  We discovered that Louise had suffered from a hot ember to the back of her right thigh. Fortunately, thanks to a wonder drug called duct tape, we restored her to perfect health!

It was indeed a Christmas to treasure and remember. Hopefully  she’ll join us for Christmas next year!  Oh yaaaaaa……..

Or, is it mantyhose?

Yeah, who says men cannot have the woman’s equal of pantyhose?  Personally, I find pantyhose to be a total and complete nusiance!  In fact, one might say, I just downright fucking despise them!  They’re either too long, or too short!  And, when I pay damn good money for them, I inevitably pop a fingernail through them before getting them on!  So, there goes a nice $10-25 pair of nothings!

Anyway, back on topic here… the mantyhose revolution!  Actually, looking back over history, more and more of what were once termed “feminine” garments, were actually worn by men, so why not pantyhose, or mantyhose, if you will.  I suppose they might even feel better on the male anatomy than the do the female?  They always made my skin itch… but, with all of that support right up against your male parts, who needs a jock strap?  Hmmm…

I wonder if the guys that wear mantyhose also shave their legs?  I would think that, with men being hairier than women, in general, that the mantyhose would feel very prickly against your legs?  Yes, No?  Have any of you tried them?

I am thinking, by merely looking at this guy’s legs that, indeed, he does shave his legs?  Look at the silky smooth texture.

Now, look at those pretties!  At first glance, one might think his legs are actually tattooed?  Nope, he is sporting a pair of mantyhose! 

Well… we ladies have always wanted equality and I am one of them!  So, I hereby extend my endorsement of the mantyhose!

Thank you, Lynn!!! 

Okay boys, you can either click on PinkPantyCafe’Forum to the right under Blogroll, or off of the main page, just click on The Powder Room… register and then… chat away!

I see the self proclaimed panty boy, Julia, signed up within minutes of the forum going live, LOL!  But, the little pervert didn’t post anything…shame on you!  Anyway, I feel sure, Julia will make her presence known on the forum before long!!

Anyway, I hope y’all enjoy… my Christmas gift to all of the little panty boys, sissy boys and sluts, cross dressers and trannies… and, anyone else that would like to participate!  Remember, mind your P’s and Q’s…

Well, my AWESOME web designer, Lynn, is hard at work in the Powder Room….sssshhhh, it is undergoing reconstruction, and I know you’re going to love it!  I guess I can rip the panties outta the bag and tell you now… I am starting a forum in the Powder Room! 

I have had so many requests from my clients over the past year to establish a place on my web site, where they could come and share stories and information with those that live, either full-time or on weekends or, maybe it’s just the fantasy lifestlye of a panty boy, sissy slut, cross dresser, trannie, etc.  You all will now have a place to play….

I am really excited about the addition to my site.  I do ask that if you sign up to be a member, that you be respectful of one another.  I WILL NOT tolerate ANY disrespect.  Understood?  Good!

Anyway, like I said, hopefully it will be up today, but the weather is very bad where Miss Lynn resides… and her power is going haywire!!!  So, hang in there… it is coming!

1. At what age did you first realize that you liked the “feel” of women’s panties? 14

2. Whose panties were they? My mother’s

3. What is your sexual preference and/or marital status? Female, Married 46 years

4. What is your age? 66

5. What is your occupation? Retired Educator

6. How often do you wear women’s panties? 24/7

7. What do you experience sexually by the feel of women’s panties? Arousal, especially with spandex

8. Do you wear ONLY women’s panties, or do you also wear other women’s garments? Anything you find a woman wearing, I wear.

9. If in a relationship, does your significant other know of your fetish/lifestyle? How did you approach her/him with your news and what was their response? Yes, I told her 45 years ago.

10. Have you ever been caught in your women’s panties that didn’t know of your fetish/lifestyle? Yes, Two women sitting behind me at a board meeting.

11. What advice do you have to offer men that share the same fetish/lifestyle and have exposed it only to someone like myself, a phone sex operator? Enjoy, but careful with risk taking.

12. Do you have sexual thoughts of being with another man? If so, what are they? No

13. Do you become sexually aroused ONLY by women’s panties or other feminine garments? Mostly undergarments.

14. What is your favorite fabric and style of panties for yourself? Good old Nylon Tricot

15. Do you shop for your panties in person, or do you shop online? Both

16. Have you ever confiscated a pair of women’s panties from someone that you did/didn’t know, without their knowing? No, except for borrowing my mother’s girdle to wear to bed

17. Do you feel it is/isn’t socially acceptable to wear women’s panties? Why do you think it is/isn’t? Social acceptance is not under my control. If it were, I would make it so. In American society, it isn’t.

18. Have you ever been looked upon in a negative manner by someone that you decided to open up to about your fetish/lifestyle? What was their comments? No

19. Why do you think MOST people associate men wearing women’s panties with being “gay”? The image of “Drag Queens” being gay.

20. Has anyone other than yourself bought panties for you? If so, who? My wife buys them for me all the time.

COMMENTS: I thought that some day I might tire of the practice and discard the clothing. At 66 with it still going strong, I don’t think that is going to happen. As I age and become less sexual, I enjoy more the feminine aspect of things. When I have met old couples at senior centers and nursing home, I have noticed that women get a little more masculine and men a little more feminine. It’s all good. In my next life, I plan to be an outstanding female athlete, perhaps tennis, where I can wear a short skirt with ruffled panties, or gymnastics, with the tights.

is coming soon!  Y’all have asked for it and I have listened!  Ssssshhhh… I can’t tell you yet, but my designer, Lynn, will be hard at work within the next week or so with a very special addition to the Pink Panty Cafe’!  All I will say is, the Powder Room is where all of the good boys gather…

So, I haven’t been available for the past few days… sorry about that!  Always say, family comes first.  And, as in the past, family comes first again.  Thanks to those of you that have sent along your well wishes and prayers… greatly appreciated. 

Anyway, my friend and colleague, Angela St.Lawrence of www.zenfetish.com posted an awesome poem on her blog the other day and even condones my “stealing” it, as she knows my little panty boys would enjoy it!  So, since I haven’t had time to write over the past few days, and really am too tired now, I am going to take her up on her offer of… well, simply sharing a masterpiece with you.  Thank you, Ang!

Here we go, boys!!  And, make sure you go and visit Miss St.Lawrence… she is quite the accomplished writer…and, so much more!

In days of yore, as authors say,
There lived a spark, for am’rous play
By nature formed and well I ween,
He beardless was, and scarce eighteen.
Which for his purpose suited well,
As presently I mean to tell.

With nuns, well-stocked, a convent stood,
Hard by him in the neighbourhood;
He oft had viewed with longing eye,
The holy maids as he passed by;
Would sometimes stop, and at the grate,
To steal a look, whole hours wait.
At length with dull attendance tired,
With want of consummation fired,
To gain his point, at once he ventured,
And in disguise the convent entered.

The Abbess took him for a maid:
Coletta was his name, he said;
And then with reverence due he kissed her
As might become a holy sister.
Long had he not been there, I trust,
O! dire disgrace! but out it must,
Ere sister Agnes had been playing;
‘Twere better far she minded praying.
But so it proved, and by it got –
Perhaps, the prude may ask me, what?

And tell me, that I should have said,
A woful chance befel the maid.
Our Agnes, ever counted chaste,
Grew wond’rous round about the waist
And in due time, as it is said,
Of a young thing was brought to bed.
The holy sisters in amaze
Did at it, as a wonder, gaze;
As well they might, nor could suppose,
From earth, as mushrooms do, it rose
Or manna like, from heaven it fell,
Such miracles, they knew full well
Were long time ceased though (as they say)
Their priests work wonders to this day.
So all determined, nemine con.
It never could come there alone.
Besides, if I may speak the truth,
It much resembled this our youth.

The Abbess, in a mighty passion,
(For scolding then too was in fashion)
Vowed vengeance on the miscreant base
Who thus had scandalized the place;
And then for sundry weighty reasons,
Poor sister Agnes she imprisons.
Next, how to find the father out,
Began to make a mighty rout.
The house was guarded with such care,
The walls so high, no entrance there;
The nun, who kept the tower, was old
And proof against the power of gold.

These things premised, how it could be
She wondered much, though certainly,
A man there must be in disguise,
The which he wore to ’scape surprise;
Therefore at once the truth to have,
She to the nuns this order gave,
Strip every maid to find this dragon,
Let not a sister have a rag on.

How this command perplexed our youth
Fearing thereby the naked truth
Must be found out, you all may guess
The more he racked his brains, the less
He thought it possible, that he
Should ever escape the place scot-free.
Until at length necessity,
The mother of invention, she
Assisted him with a device,
To ’scape this scrutiny so nice,
And get clear off; it was to tie –
But, gentle reader, how could I
My meaning modestly express,
In words so clear that you may guess
What ’twas he tied, nor be mistaken,
How he contrived to save his bacon?
By this device all seem’d so flat,
There was no sign of you know what.

But sure the thread had ne’er been able,
(Were it compared in strength to cable)
To keep confined that boisterous part,
Some how or other it must start.
Had saints, nay angels too, been there,
The case had been the same I fear,
When, to full view, each lovely maid,
Stood in her birthday suit, arrayed,
With beauteous shape and graceful mien,
As those who wait on Cyprian queen.

The Abbess on her nose did wear,
Of spectacles a weighty pair;
For being old, they served her now
To search the matter through and through.
Surrounded by her twenty nuns,
Whose swelling breasts like new cross buns,
Or bladders blown by dint of wind,
Luxuriant rose; and you would find,
On them, in fact, were trial made,
A pea would dance as on a drum-head.
This put our youth upon the rack,
For fear the strait-tied strings should crack;
And so they did, for at one bounce,
Away it flew with mighty flounce,
As when a fiery steed disdains
To bear the yoke, and scorns the reins,
When once got loose; upright it rose,
And struck the Abbess on the nose.
The spectacles to the ceiling threw,
And nigh o’erturned the bearer too.

Who, you may think, enraged at this,
A council calls, wherein it is,
After debate, by all agreed,
With flogging this our youth must bleed.
This said, they seized the luckless wight,
And began to exercise their spite;
They tied him to a tree, that grew
Within the yard, of mournful yew,
Then went to search with indignation
For instruments of flagellation.

But fortune, who the boldest favours,
Blasted at once their cursed endeavours.
A lusty miller, on a mule,
Came riding in — they say no fool.
Could play at coits, and cudgel well,
Would kiss a girl, but never tell.
“Heyday!” said he, “what have we here?
A wond’rous pretty saint, I swear!
“But say, young man, I long to know,
“Which of the sisters served you so?
“Sure with the nuns you’ve been at play,
“And for it suffer thus to-day;
“For if there’s aught in strength of back,
“I judge you well a nun can crack.”

The youth replied, in mighty dudgeon,
Thinking that now he’d catched a gudgeon,
“My friend, you quite mistake the case,
“For which I suffer this disgrace,
“Had I with their request complied,
“I never now had thus been tied;
“Besides a whipping too I fear,
“For being chaste — ’tis hard, I swear,
“Though must submit, howe’er it be–
“I can’t give up my chastity.”

The miller straightway in surprise,
Laughing, the fast-bound cords unties,
And to the youth addressed this speech:
“Poor, scrupulous fool! I’ll save thy breech,
“You’ll cut no figure in this place
“Were but our parson in such case
“He’d ne’er behave as thou hast done;
“Quick tie me to the tree and run:
“You’re ignorant, I plainly see,
“And not for business fit like me
“Let all the sisters come, I warrant
“They shan’t return without their errant.”

The youth not wanting better sport,
Soon tied him fast, and scampered for it.
The miller now stark naked stood,
In waiting for the sisterhood,
When soon of nuns, at least a score,
Who rods instead of tapers bore,
In order came, and one and all
Did presently to jerking fall;
While he provoked, as well he might,
Cried, “Softly, ladies, by this light,
“You’re in the wrong, I’m not that booby,
“But for the sport, as fit as you be.
“You’ll wonders see, if you’ll but try –
“Cut both my ears off if I lie,
“I am a devil at that same;
“You apprehend me — guess the name.
“But in this scourging, on my soul,
“A novice quite — an arrant fool.”

“A fool?” a toothless virgin cries,
“If that’s the case, we’ll make you wise.
“Are you not father of the brat?
“For him you’ll pay, be sure of that!”
And then to whipping fell again;
The miller bellowed out amain,
(Fearing he was not understood)
“Ladies, I’ll — kiss you all, by God!
“Then cease, dear girls,” he loud did bawl,
“I’ll do my best to please you all.”

The more the miller cracked his jokes,
The more the girls renewed their strokes,
And flogged him with such dextrous art,
They made him loudly roar with smart,
While thus he underwent a whipping,
His mule upon the grass was skipping.
No matter what became of both,
It is enough he saved the youth.
And reader, say, would you have been
For fifty beauties in his skin?

(As found in the 1812 collection The Festival Of Love and attributed to La Fontaine.  I ran across it at  Classic Kink.) 

Lyndee … you are more than welcome to steal this (because that’s kinda-sorta what I did after all *wink*) to publish at Pink Panty Cafe, where I’m thinking you’d have a most appreciative crowd.

Hopin’ all of you are well… give your loved ones a big hug and an I love you…

Peace

As I shared with y’all earlier, I composed a little questionnaire for all of my panty boy friends to complete.  I am overwhelmed with the responses I am getting…

My plan is to feature 1-2 a week here on my site… they will be featured in the order I received them back… so keep checking back!!

So without further adieu…

Q: At what age did you first realize that you liked the “feel” of women’s panties?
A: At a very young age I knew I loved looking in the catalogs like Sears & JC Penney’s at the
   women’s undergarments.
 
Q: Whose panties were they?
   I suppose it was my mother’s. I remember going through her panty drawer and trying some of her panties on then later in life my sister’s.
A: What is your sexual preference and/or marital status?
   I am married for 38 years and have always been heterosexual but have had some male fantasies..

Q: What is your age?
A: 58

Q: What is your occupation?
A: I am an educator.

Q: How often do you wear women’s panties?
A: I started wearing panties around March of this year occasionally, but have been wearing them 24/7 for the past three or four months.

Q: What do you experience sexually by the feel of women’s panties?
A: For one I love how they feel compared to men’s underwear. Sexually, they do arouse me and the idea of wearing them knowing how our society feel’s about men wearing women’s clothing is a turn on, it’s like you feel so naughty wearing them. Being around other people at work wearing panties and them not knowing or the possibility of being caught is a turn on as well.

Q: Do you wear ONLY women’s panties, or do you also wear other women’s garments?
A: Yes primarily panties though I have worn pantyhose to work. When at home alone I will wear some of my wife’s undergarments such as bra’s, slips, girdles, hose, garter belt, dresses, and what other lingerie I can find.

Q: If in a relationship, does your significant other know of your fetish/lifestyle? How did you      approach her/him with your news and what was their response.
A: Yes, my wife does know but has not really commented on this new life style. Back around February or March we were playing around with some bondage & discipline. I confessed this desire to her about ten years ago and it didn’t go very well. She did however try to accommodate this desire to be tied up and spanked, etc. for a while but she just couldn’t deal with it so we pretty muched stopped all of it but sometimes like this past March we did play some. She handed me a pair of her panties and said to go shower. When I came out wearing her panties she tied me down in bed and gave me a spanking / whipping and then we had sex. I told her then I liked wearing her panties and would enjoy wearing them to work and think about her during the day. She really didn’t respond to that but I started wearing some of her panties now and then which she did know about but didn’t comment. I did suggest a couple of times that it would be a cool gift for her to buy me panties. I was hoping on Valentine’s Day that she would but    she didn’t so I went out and bought three pair of my own and now I have about 50 pairs of panties and she still hasn’t commented about them.

Q: Have you ever been caught in your women’s panties that didn’t know of your fetish/lifestyle?
 A:  No.

Q: What advice do you have to offer men that share the same fetish/lifestyle and have exposed it only to someone like myself, a phone sex operator?
A: At first I thought I was weird in liking or wanting to wear panties, etc. but as I began to read more and educate myself I realized that there is nothing wrong in what I am doing and in time you will see it becoming more acceptable. I’ve noticed in some TV shows and movies your seeing men wearing panties and it wasn’t presented in a preverted way. The nice thing about wearing panties is nobody has to know unless you tell them so enjoy them….

Q: Do you have sexual thoughts of being with another man? If so, what are they?
A: I do enjoy reading erotica about crossdressers, transgender and she/males and fine it to be very arousing. If it was not for the fear of STD’s I would like to try anal sex with a man and having a man cum in my mouth.
 
Q: Do you become sexually aroused ONLY by women’s panties or other feminine garments?
A: I get aroused by anything a woman wears but more so with the undergarments like panties. When I go pee at work I’ll lower my zipper down and reach my hand in and stroke the panties a few times before continuing on with my business.

Q: What is your favorite fabric and style of panties for yourself?
A: I love the feel of microfiber cause they are so smooth to the touch, next would be satin and then nylon. I do love the look of lace in my panties as well. My favorite style is hipsters, then bikini and then hi-cuts.

Q: Do you shop for your panties in person, or do you shop online?
A: I buy my own at places like Walmart, Kmart, etc.

Q: Have you ever confiscated a pair of women’s panties from someone that you did/didn’t know, without their knowing?
A: Yes, my daughter-in-law.

Q: Do you feel it is/isn’t socially acceptable to wear women’s panties? Why do you think it is/isn’t?
A: For me I would say yes but in reality our society for the most part doesn’t feel that way. They tend to say one thing but behind closed doors it’s usually just the opposite. Hopefully, in time, views will change regarding this subject. Your seeing more on TV and in movies with men wearing panties, etc and I think the fashion industry is changing it’s views on this topic as well.

Q: Have you ever been looked upon in a negative manner by someone that you decided to open up to about your fetish/lifestyle? What was their comments?
A: I have told a couple of close female friends and they were positive in my wearing panties but if I was to ask ten of my fellow employee’s well that would be very different I’m sure.

Q: Why do you think MOST people associate men wearing women’s panties with being “gay”?
A: I guess because TV and movies tend to portray gay men in a very feminine way which in truth there are some gay men who truly do fit that description but not all gay men I’m sure are that obvious to pick out in a crowd.

Q: Has anyone other than yourself bought panties for you? If so, who?
A: No, but one did give me a Victoria’s Secret “Get a free pair of panties” card, which I did use.
 
COMMENTS:
I look forward to seeing the results of your questionaire. I’m glad that I have found a place like PFM and Pink Panty Cafe where I can read and openly discuss my thoughts on wearing panties, etc.

Well, it is bright and early on Sunday morning and here I sit pecking at the keys… or stroking, whichever descriptive you prefer?  So long as it comes across, that is a good thing!

So, as so many of my little panty boys know, I have been working feverishly on a little project here at the Pink Panty Cafe’.  I hope to have it completed by tonight, but today is a jam packed day of football… and yes, my Seminoles went down in defeat  yesterday to the GAYtors!  Okay, enough sports… on to the matter at hand, or is it in hand?

I totally appreciate the tons of emails I have received from panty boys, panty bois, sissy sluts, cross dressers and the like, expressing such anticipation and excitement… so here is what my plan is! 

As I have told  you, you will be receiving an email from me… there will be an attachment… roughly 15-20 questions attached.  It is optional for you to submit a picture of yourself in panties… understand that if you submit a photo, it will be posted here on my web site, so faceless photos are always best, unless of course, you have no qualms with revealing yourself.

I am going to start featuring a “Pink Panty Boy” of the week… so many of my panty boys love it when I write about them, so I thought this would be a great way to do so, by divulging more than just your fantasy! 

No personal information, i.e. name, location, etc., will be printed about you here on my site, so please do not include it… you may however, include your girly name or what/who you like to be referred as!

So, there you have it, my friends!  I am excited and overwhelmed with all of the emails I have received and thankful to all of my friends over at www.pantiesformen.com who are so eager to participate as well!  It should be a lot of fun…

Have a panty clad day!

Hello, all of you little pink panty boys, sissy sluts, cock suckers, cuckolds, cross dressers, wanna-be girly girls… I trust that y’all had a very happy and “filling” Thanksgiving!!

Since I am not a chick that gets into shopping amongst the “troops”, I have decided to have my own Black Friday gig!! That’s right.. for today only, my per minute price will be $1.59, as opposed to the usual $1.89!  Y’all know that I am a girl that digs “giving back”, so this is the best way that I can do it!!

So, go ahead… get all prettied up, or you can leave that task to me, get comfy… pick up that pink panty phone and give me a call so we can get busy! 

Just do it… NOW!