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Tale of a Sissy Named Janie

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Part One – How It All Began Johnny’s father was an inventor who worked covertly with the CIA, but he died tragically in a car accident when Johnny was only six years old. Somehow, Johnny inherited the same love of inventing and tinkering that his dad had, and he was great at installing gadgets around the family home. Johnny’s friends and classmates thought he was great as he would help them fix broke gadgets or help them build projects they were working on. Many people in his neighborhood felt he might become the next Thomas Edison or Elon Musk. But...

My Nylon Lingerie Fantasy

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I should start by saying that I don't have a panty fetish, I have a nylon fetish. I love all things made of nylon, panties, slips, nightgowns and all other items made of that wonderfully soft fabric. I am however not a cross dresser. I have tried women's clothing on once or twice in the privacy of my home, but I have never had the desire to go out and it really didn't do anything for me. I have also never put on makeup or wigs. I just enjoy the feeling of nylon on against my body. I do sometimes...

Older Son and His Mom

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Chapter 1 Paul had no choice but to move in with his mother. With no job and now no home now that the bank had put it up for auction, it was his only chance to get back on his feet. At 40 years old he felt a fool, but the economic situation and a messy divorce 2 years earlier left him with little option. His mother, Joyce was happy to have him back even if temporarily. There were always things to do around the house and even though she kept herself busy, she was often lonely in the evenings....

Oliver’s Aunt

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Sixteen years old Oliver had been invited to his Uncle Jeff and his Aunt Barbara's home in the South Coast of England for two weeks during the school holidays. His parents didn't think he was old enough to go away with his friends yet and so his dad had asked his older brother, Jeff, if it was okay for Oliver to go down to stay as Jeff was on leave from work. Jeff worked two months on and one month off for an oil company in the Middle East. He was forty six years old and his wife Barbara was...

My Start with Auntie’s Things

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My auntie kept her underwear in a drawer in her bedroom. I used to sneak in and pull it open, and run my hands over the neat piles of white slips, bras and panties. The sight of them aroused me greatly. My heart would pound as I imagined myself slipping into them. One day when we were alone in the house she caught me with the drawer open, running my hands over her undies. I was about sixteen at the time. She asked me sharply what I was doing. I mumbled shamefaced that I wanted to dress in her clothes....

My Love of Panties

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I'm a 47 year-old panty-perv from Australia and I've been wearing and jerking off into women's and girls’ silky panties, bras, slips and nighties etc since I was 10. And I'm proud to say I've creamed 100's if not 1,000's of them over the years. I started off by taking my mum's and sister’s worn silkies from the washing hamper and putting them on in bed at night and jerking off like crazy, reveling in the incredible feeling of the silky nylon against my cock and body until I blew my cum all over them. I did this at least...

My Crazy Life

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Hello, my name is Michelle. My life has done a crazy flip in the past few weeks. If I don't write it all down I think I will lose my mind. I feel safe putting it down here because I have changed all the names to protect the (not so) innocent, and no one here would know me anyway. I am 38 years old and in my second marriage. I have kept myself in shape and work out four times a week or more. I brought two kids into this marriage and my husband had two also. My kids are...

My Favorite Aunt Fantasy

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This is a pure fantasy that I developed many years ago and concerns what some might consider incest… this fantasy helped to produce many loads of hand-pumped cum in my early 20’s, and actually came about as the result of a real-life experience. Through high school and my early college years I did some part-time work for an uncle who was in the home remodeling business. During Christmas break of my sophomore year of college he was working on the home of his sister. Since he was my uncle through marriage to my dad’s sister, his sister wasn’t actually my...

My Auntie, Claire

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It is difficult for me to say, with any degree of certainty or accuracy, exactly when I might have first begun to consciously perceive that my Auntie Claire was anything more than just the generic entity I had always known as my Mother's sister. Certainly, my earliest perceptions and recollections of her were distinctly platonic and familial. We were never especially close, she and my Uncle Charles lived several hundred miles away and, in my formative years, our families visited only once or twice a year. In my youth, I knew her essentially as a very amiable and personable woman...

Mom and Her Drawers

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Part I It was kind of a dull rainy Saturday and Mom announced that she would be going out to do some shopping for the afternoon. She asked if I would like to accompany her but up to that point I found her shopping quite boring - and besides, I had other things in mind. But first some background. I was then about 10 years old and by some crazy fluke had recently discovered a unexplainable fascination with my mother's lingerie and of all things - her shoes. Mom was in her late 20s and although not beautiful, was a...

Messing Up Grandma’s Underpants

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I think I learned at an early age that silky things like women's panties, nylons, and slips were a great tool for masturbating. The feel of the silky undergarments against the head of my penis made it throb, and would make me blow huge loads of sperm all over them. But it wasn't until I reached about my 30's when I found a new thing to do with them that made me orgasm like I had never done before. It all started when I moved in with an old girlfriend into a house that her and her mother lived in....

Lingerie in the Basement

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Part 1 - Caught Stealing her Panties When I was a teenager, I lived in a large apartment building. All of the laundry equipment was in the basement and was shared by the tenants. Most people used the dryers however one woman used the clothesline to dry her lingerie. I discovered this one evening when I was sent down to the basement to bring up the laundry and saw her hanging out the most delicious set of panties. They were all bikinis with lacy fronts and see through backs. Some were just a silky triangle in the front with three...

Ivan Learns a Lesson

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Chapter 1 – Early Days Miss Penelope Davis was one of the English teachers at my old school. She was around 20 to 25 years my senior and possessed an apparently straight-laced disposition, as did most of the lady teachers. She was a strict disciplinarian with a stentorian voice that penetrated walls with ease. A tongue lashing from PD was a humbling experience and yet I sensed warmth and emotion in her character that made me want to connect with her in a deeper, more personal way. Miss Davis dressed soberly, usually in a two-piece skirt and jacket or otherwise in a...

Dressing Memory

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In the 1950,'s when I was 12 years old, I grew up in a family of all women, so it wasn't unusual to wander by an open bedroom door and catch one of them dressing up for a date. I always admired the clothes that girls and women got to wear. Such a variety of pretty things, from delicate undergarments to soft, sensuous outerwear. For a guy it was pull on a pair of Jockey shorts and a pair of pants or jeans, top it off with a white shirt and bowtie and you were dressed. A young girl dressing...

Aunts’ Lingerie Party

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One Friday night during my senior year of high school, shortly after my eighteenth birthday, I drove to a nearby university, to attend a concert with a friend who was a freshman there. After the concert I was starting the long drive home, when I got the urge to drive past my Aunt Valerie's house. I was half-considering stopping in, but it was pretty late, and Aunt Valerie had two young kids. But when I approached her house, there were a number of cars in the driveway and in the street. I recognized several of the cars as belonging to...