Straight Male / 55
I am 55 and after my wife left me I started to wear some of the panties she had left behind. Nothing fancy, no lace or anything like that, just plain middle aged woman panties. At first at home, and at night I would masturbate in them, and then to work. I got brave and went to JC Penney's and went into the women's delicate department and told the woman there that I was looking for six pairs of panties for my wife, for her birthday. She was nice and all and she showed me and I picked out some that were close to what she had left at the house, only this time I picked color, not the bland flesh color she had left. That night I put on a pair of red panties and masturbated in them two times.
I wore them all night, full of wet semen. I wore them to work the next day, unwashed with dry semen in them. I went into my room that evening when I got home and masturbated into them again. I didn't take them off and fixed myself some dinner. I masturbated into them again that night. Only this time I got hard and stood in front of the mirror admiring my hard cock inside those satiny red panties before getting on the bed and masturbating into them. I don't wash my panties, I have masturbated into each and ever pair, I wear a pair every day now and I love getting hard in them, rubbing my dick with my hand, I seem to be hard most of the day, I masturbate when I get home and again at night. I never had that much sex with my wife, maybe once a week at most, but now I am masturbating two times a day.
I went out of town on a business trip and there was a mall a couple of blocks away so I went over there, not to JC Penney's but to Victoria Secret and wandered around, touching the panties, looking and seeing what the mannequins had on, I picked up a couple of lacy, orange and yellow panties and went straight back to the hotel to masturbate before going down to the restaurant for dinner.
Out of concern that I may be noticed I don't buy panties in my home mall, I got to malls when I am out of town. I went into this one store looking at the clothes, and looking for the delicate department and this older woman stuck to me and didn't let me look at my leisure, asking me questions. So, being from out of town and all, I said I wanted panties, sexy delicate panties to masturbate into. I opened my pants and showed her I had on a pair of Victoria Secret panties and she nodded and said I was looking in the wrong area and took me to the area of for women of a larger size. She showed me the delicates and stood by me as I picked out four pair, she looked at me and told me that those were more my size, I told her I wanted panties that I could admire my hard dick in, so she showed me a different design. She rang me up, the panties were far more expensive than the normal department store brands.
I took them back to my hotel and put on a pair and immediately felt my dick get hard and I stood in front of the mirror on the wall admiring my hard dick in my new panties and threw myself on the bed and masturbated in them. They felt so good, all wet and my dick slid around inside, she was right the size matters and she had picked the right size. I went back the next day to let her know that she had done a good job, they had done the trick and I showed her my new panties under my belt. I travel to that city two or three times a quarter and I go see the lady at the boutique and she has new things to show me, they are expensive compared to store bought brands, but they do seem to work better, she knows my size and we have a short conversation. To my knowledge she is the only one that knows about my fetish, she picks with care, the right size and color, the right materials and of course the feminine cut and pattern. She knows her merchandise and her customer and has never made a sly comment.
I wore them all night, full of wet semen. I wore them to work the next day, unwashed with dry semen in them. I went into my room that evening when I got home and masturbated into them again. I didn't take them off and fixed myself some dinner. I masturbated into them again that night. Only this time I got hard and stood in front of the mirror admiring my hard cock inside those satiny red panties before getting on the bed and masturbating into them. I don't wash my panties, I have masturbated into each and ever pair, I wear a pair every day now and I love getting hard in them, rubbing my dick with my hand, I seem to be hard most of the day, I masturbate when I get home and again at night. I never had that much sex with my wife, maybe once a week at most, but now I am masturbating two times a day.
I went out of town on a business trip and there was a mall a couple of blocks away so I went over there, not to JC Penney's but to Victoria Secret and wandered around, touching the panties, looking and seeing what the mannequins had on, I picked up a couple of lacy, orange and yellow panties and went straight back to the hotel to masturbate before going down to the restaurant for dinner.
Out of concern that I may be noticed I don't buy panties in my home mall, I got to malls when I am out of town. I went into this one store looking at the clothes, and looking for the delicate department and this older woman stuck to me and didn't let me look at my leisure, asking me questions. So, being from out of town and all, I said I wanted panties, sexy delicate panties to masturbate into. I opened my pants and showed her I had on a pair of Victoria Secret panties and she nodded and said I was looking in the wrong area and took me to the area of for women of a larger size. She showed me the delicates and stood by me as I picked out four pair, she looked at me and told me that those were more my size, I told her I wanted panties that I could admire my hard dick in, so she showed me a different design. She rang me up, the panties were far more expensive than the normal department store brands.
I took them back to my hotel and put on a pair and immediately felt my dick get hard and I stood in front of the mirror on the wall admiring my hard dick in my new panties and threw myself on the bed and masturbated in them. They felt so good, all wet and my dick slid around inside, she was right the size matters and she had picked the right size. I went back the next day to let her know that she had done a good job, they had done the trick and I showed her my new panties under my belt. I travel to that city two or three times a quarter and I go see the lady at the boutique and she has new things to show me, they are expensive compared to store bought brands, but they do seem to work better, she knows my size and we have a short conversation. To my knowledge she is the only one that knows about my fetish, she picks with care, the right size and color, the right materials and of course the feminine cut and pattern. She knows her merchandise and her customer and has never made a sly comment.
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