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To Fuel My Needs.

I got hooked on pantyhose when I was in about 5th grade. I tried on my mom's hose. There was no turning back.

I grew up in the 70's when every woman wore pantyhose whenever they went out. I was surrounded by the allure of nylon clad legs. I couldn't take my mom's or she would figure it out. I was too embarrassed to buy my own. But I had to get some pantyhose for myself.

Back then, there was no internet. So if you needed to research something, you had to use encyclopedias. We didn't have any. But our neighbors did. I was best friends with their son. They had two daughters, older than me and I had a crush on the younger one. So I would go to their house and ask to borrow an encyclopedia and they would let me go downstairs to get what I asked for. But what I really wanted was to check the trash can downstairs to see if there were any discarded pantyhose. And many times there were. So I got my treasure stuffed in my pocket, along with the encyclopedia, and went home. I had a spot to hide my new found pantyhose that would never be discovered. And I would put the hose and play with myself until I climaxed in them. I don't know if the neighbor girl ever realized that her discarded pantyhose disappeared after I was there.

That's how I acquired my pantyhose when I was young. I'd be interested in how all of you fulfilled your needs. Thanks.

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# 78146 - by Youngboyshenanigans61 / April 7, 2025
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Anonymous

by Anonymous on Apr 7, 2025 at 5:27 AM

My story of acquiring hosiery seems quite boring. Like many here, I was born in the early 1970’s. I have been fascinated by hosiery my whole life. All of the ladies around us wore them. I used to wait until my mom went somewhere and home alone, then sneak either into the bathroom or her bedroom to jerk off with my mom’s pantyhose. They all had cotton gust and I loved to unload my seaman there so it would be near her pussy. Did this for many years as a kid and teen.

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TomB19

by TomB19 on Apr 7, 2025 at 6:02 AM

I definitely used to rummage through my stepmom’s pantyhose drawer all the time. Whenever I found her worn hose, I would sniff them, feel them and jerk off in them.

There are 2 women that I vividly remember stealing hose from. Mrs. A was a friends stepmom. She was absolutely gorgeous with killer legs. She was very classy and always wore hose with her skirts. Whenever I was around her, all I could do was stare at her legs and take whatever mental images I could. One night, I was over her house doing a school project with her son when she came home from work. She was wearing a 2 piece green skirt suit with white pantyhose. I greeted Mrs. A and tried to peek at her legs every chance I got. She then headed to her room to change. Moments later, she came back down in sweats and a T shirt, no hose. I immediately excused myself, using bathroom as an excuse and ran upstairs to raid their hamper. For whatever reason, I couldn’t find her worn hose. So I snuck into her room to grab whatever hose I could. Opened one of her drawers and jackpot. There was a neatly folded pair of white hose, definitely worn because it was still stretched out, and had the fresh odor of being worn. I immediately snatched that along with a nude and black pair of hose. I spent the better part of my adolescence jerking off with her pantyhose thinking of her. I took a many more from her but this first 3 was memorable.

Mrs. Y was a short petite lady who always wore hose. I never really paid too much attention to her or her legs. One night I was over her house and was just curious to see what kind of hose she wore. When I found her pantyhose drawer, for some reason I took half of her pairs she had. It must have been 20 pairs, mostly off grey and black. To this day, I don’t know why I did it, but I took them home and jerked off with them until my dick was sore. One day one ended up in my stepmom’s drawer. It was an off grey, control toe, pair. My step mom and Mrs. Y were about the same height and so it would have fit her. I saw my stepmom putting on the pair that day and I was panicking. I thought I was caught red handed and was like how am I going to explain this. But watching my stepmom put on this pair she didn’t think or say anything of it. Then I realized how amazing this was. There was my stepmom, putting on a pair of hose from another woman. Back then I used to watch my mom every chance I got putting on hose, looking up her skirt wearing hose. I immediately was just overwhelmed with excitement. Once she got the hose on, and put on her skirt, she went to her vanity mirror. There was no way I was not going to not jerk off with them as soon as she took them off . As usual my stepmom changed after work and I went to seek my prize. I found them in the dirty hamper and put them up to my face to take a . I immediately was greeted by the full odor of the sent of both women on the pantyhose. Lying there looking up jerking off all I could think about was this is what it must be like looking up Mrs. Y. This is why she became my main target after switching my stepmom and her dirty pantyhose and putting them Mrs. Y into each her clean drawer. I would also do the same by taking Mrs Y dirty pantyhose, and putting them in my stepmom’s drawer It was amazing Did this for many years I think both those sent on one pair of pantyhose always made me rush to get home after school.

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Mark81V

by Mark81V on Apr 7, 2025 at 6:29 AM

Steal my cousin’s but it’s not really stealing since they are in the bathroom trash. She wears them a lot for work and throws them out when they gets runs. Her scent is intoxicating. I’ll sniff the gusset part and wear another pair as I masturbate. I always volunteer to take the trash out so she doesn’t notice they are missing.

I would also get my sister’s used pantyhose every day when I got home from school she would get home 1 hr after me. I would go and get her pantyhose and ejaculate in them since I was like 12 even though nice ones she would wear on Sunday to church. I always would cum on the gust part and one of the toe parts. Then let them dry and put them back with her clean ones. No matter which one she would grab the white stain is always visible.

I also liked taking my two ants pantyhose as well. My one aunt had very sexy legs and had a ton of pantyhose. I’m talking a sweater drawer filled and then a smaller top drawer filled with or more expensive ones. I loved wearing a dirty pair on my head and just jerk off with pair after pair of her clean ones. Sometimes I would get through 8 to 10 pairs in one jerk off session. I would always put the cummed on pairs back in her drawer underneath the rest so they could dry by the time she needed them. My other aunt didn’t have as many and she was definitely chubbier, but I would still pleasure myself with a pair of two of her pantyhose.

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Anonymous

by Anonymous on Apr 7, 2025 at 8:17 AM

Not pantyhose but my mom and sister dirty parties had my cum all in them.

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Anonymous

by Anonymous on Apr 10, 2025 at 2:06 PM

Me it was panties starting in kindergarten trading underpants with neighbor girl. Mom was okay with it but my dad wasn't so we hid it from him.
Grandma's attic was filled with my mom's clothes in numerous trunks and she thinks it's cute that I wear them tho Grandpa's kept from any knowledge of it.
I'm of age and can do as I please and guess what me and Denise the girl who traded her panties for my briefs are engaged to be married this June.
We plan on exchanging each other's delicates sneakily before the wedding service as a surprise to each other...
Hmmm macho trunkbriefs with skulls. I wonder what delicacy she's got planned for me...probably rufflebutt kind that's gonna show through my tux, lol.

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Anonymous

by Anonymous on Apr 10, 2025 at 5:05 PM

1972 I was 12 years old and had long hair like most boys and I looked very girly even if I hadn't had long hair. I was sent to spend the summer with my aunt at my grandparents' house. They were away for the summer and my aunt was home from her first year in college. My parents wanted a summer free of me. I had not seen my aunt since I was around five so when she saw my blond curls down to my waist she exclaimed what a pretty girl I had become. I reminded her I was a boy and she said that for a boy I was a very pretty girl and asked if I wouldn't want to live as a girl. I admit on more than one occasion I posed naked in front of a mirror imagining it was a girl staring back but nothing more serious than that.

She set me up in my grandparent's guest room but told me to wait downstairs and watch TV until she had the room ready for me. She took my suitcases upstairs with her.

When she announced my room was ready I was a little surprised. The bed had a pink bedspread, and sheets, pink curtains on the window and a pink rug next to the bed. I had slept over night in that room at Christmas and it was all a neutral cream color that time. I didn't say anything. I was beyond figuring out what motivated old people when it came to style.

Later that night when I went to find my pajamas I found the dresser was full of girl's clothing with only one drawer filled with my clothes. The rest were either hanging up or still in my suitcase. Well I was curious so I pulled out a shear lace pink nightie with spaghetti straps and held it up to my naked body as I stood in front of the mirror and flipped my long hair in a feminine manner and imagined I was looking at a girl who wanted to get naked with me.

I started to jerk off a little and thought "why not?" and put the nightie on. I found pink high heal shoes in the closet and slipped them on. Both fit me perfectly. I stood there with a hair brush and brushed my hair in the most feminine manner while jerking off as I imagined I was in the room with an actual girl who wanted me to touch her. I seductively swished the nightie and my hair around as I did so and had a really nice cum. For some reason I didn't bother taking the nightie off though I did kick off the heals. I made sure to lock the door and then climbed into bed and turned out the light and went to sleep.

The next morning I woke up on top of the bedspread the nightie still on but hiked up to my waist and I was very groggy and wondering how the curtains were open and shades were up because I was fairly certain I hadn't left them that way then my aunt walked out of the bathroom and told me I looked adorable in the nightie so she took out all my boy clothes and left me with only girl's clothes to wear for the summer. I was so deeply embarrassed though I am not sure if I was more embarrassed from my aunt catching me cross dressed for the very first time or from having an erection due to being turned on from her catching me cross dressed for the very first time.

As it turns out my aunt later confessed to me that my mother had caught me posing femininely in the mirror in my bedroom but never let me catch her catching me and she told my aunt who she knew loved playing dress up with my uncles and her own boyfriends. Mom was way more open minded than I had previously given her credit for though I was sworn to secrecy not to tell my dad who was not as open minded and had on more than one occasion threatened to make me get a hair cut.

My aunt laid out a sun dress and some girl's underwear and knee socks and sandals and said we were going shopping and to the beauty parlor. We had breakfast then left but not before my aunt put my hair up in pigtails. So first stop was to buy more clothes. What she put in the dresser were some of her old clothes. She got me more nighties, dresses, skirts, girl's bottoms and tops, a few pairs of shoes, hair accessories, perfume, make up and nail polish. She took me to the beauty parlor and introduced me as her niece and had me get my bangs cut and a slight trim to even the edges. Then they did my make-up and nails, red lips and nail polish of course because that was the most popular thing in those days. We then went out to dinner with me all glammed up and boys and men and probably some lesbians gawked at me and one boy whistled at me and the waitress pointed out how pretty I was. Then we went to the movies and saw one of the Planet Of The Apes movies. I can't remember which one. We came home and we talked about the afternoon and evening and made plans to go shopping the next day.

The next day I got my ears pierced and she bought me a few items of j*welry, mostly earrings. I am certain I was the only boy in my middle school that had pierced ears and in fact I think it was maybe in high school when I saw a boy with one pierced ear and some years later the first time I saw a boy with both ears pierced. But in those days a boy with two pierced ears was a sissy period and gratefully submitted to being sissified. I loved every bit of it.

My aunt made it a point to take me out and show me off en femme as much as possible. I could not figure out if she was trying to humiliate me, get me used to being feminine or simply doing what she thought I would like. I admit I secretly loved that she gave me no choice because I would have hated myself had I decided to do any of that on my own. I already felt horrible posing in front of the mirror the way I had and even felt I was at least a little bad just for having long hair. But I was not in control and so I was free to enjoy my predicament guilt free. About two weeks into the summer we were in a department store when she accidentally let it slip that I was her nephew. We were looking at training bras and the sales girl came over to help us pick out some for me to wear. The sales girl giggled and told me I looked adorable and should consider making it a permanent thing since I was such a pretty girl. I was so embarrassed and even more so when she pointed out the boys that had been eyeballing me from a distance and that she knows them and wanted to know if I wanted her to introduce us as she was certain they both wanted to go in a date with me. What I didn't know is that it was actually a set up. I was introduced. While I will admit the boys were cute, both being 13 and sporting their own long locks, I was shocked when my aunt said that I liked both of them and would love to date either or both. Then it was all arranged that the next day I would go on a date with both of the boys all day from noon to ten pm my curfew. My aunt then just had to make it worse by telling both boys in front of me that I was actually a boy, but wanted to be a girl and that I wanted a boyfriend.

Within days the boys and I were lovers though one ended up feminized leaving us two girls dating the remaining boy.

For the next several years the three of us spent our summers together, two sissies and a cut feminine boy and we did everything together. Yes, EVERYTHING.

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