I was reminiscing about the first pair of sheer pantyhose I wore. I like to share my reminiscences with you.
I had been wearing tights, either my sister's or my own store-bought ones, since I was ten. (These were the thick "dancer's" tights, which are not to be confused with the sheer "tights" sold on the Continent, which we would consider "pantyhose." I just loved wearing them. And I was wearing my sister's bright red "Slite Tites" (as the package called them and, when I think back, they were really semi-opaque stockings) when I first felt this peculiar tingling between my legs. It was followed by what I thought was an urge to pee. I went to the bathroom and when I tried to pee, the tingling intensified and my penis made some strange spasms. Then, instead of urine flowing from my penis, a clear liquid spewed out.
Of course that was the first time I came. But I didn't realize it then and it was scary and confusing. But it felt good.
Anyhow, in the sixties, sheer tights or "pantyhose" became popular. I didn't think much of them until a woman's hosiery store in my neighborhood started to display them on a mannequin's legs. Those legs had previously displayed a pair of black tights and I used to love walking by and taking a glimpse at them. I was dismayed to see the change. Even worse, no more glimpses at those sexy black tights.
But at least I could still see pictures of tights in the Sears catalogs, which my household received in the mail. (Until about 20 years ago, you can buy most anything through the mail from Sears.) Of course, Sears was also selling "pantyhose," and I couldn't help but notice how sexy pantyhose looked on the models. I shortly started to take an interest in pantyhose. (I also came to liking the pantyhose displayed at the hosiery store.) Soon after, I decided I must buy a pair of pantyhose from Sears.
I was obsessed to buy a pair, but I couldn't order it by mail since my mom would open the package when it arrives. So I went to a nearby Sears store to order it and arrange to pick it up at that store. I also ordered some other stuff to "cover" my pantyhose purchase. I don't think I "covered" it well, since I recall I was shaking when I told the woman clerk I wanted to order a pair of pantyhose.
A week or so later, a postcard arrived informing me that my order was ready for pick up. My mom gave it to me and she was suspicious of what I ordered. I told her "some stuff." Indeed, after I bought the package home, I showed her the "stuff," minus the pair of pantyhose, of course. (I'm afraid I only recall a padlock among the "stuff" I bought.)
So there I was, sitting on the toilet (or "loo" holding my first pair of pantyhose. The plastic package said "Sears Cling-a-lon Pantyhose, 100% Nylon." A picture of a pretty woman wearing pantyhose was on it. I eagerly opened the package and took out the pantyhose. I immediately noticed how much lighter they felt compared to my tights. There were instructions with diagrams, either on the card holding the pantyhose or outside the package, that showed how to put on the pantyhose. Although I've been wearing tights for years, I followed the instructions and it was a good thing I did, because I realized you had to be more gentle and slower in putting on pantyhose than you would with tights.
When I finally pulled the pantyhose's waist band over my waist, I stood and I was amazed at the airiness around my legs, as these pantyhose were much sheerer than my tights. The airiness felt so nice and sensuous. I climbed on the bathtub to look at myself on the medicine cabinet's mirror. I think the pantyhose were tan or light brown with a "visible panty." I couldn't believe how sexy I looked--just like pictures in the Sears catalogs. I pranced around in the bathroom, climbing up and down the bathtub several times to see myself on the mirror. I caressed my legs. I even kissed my feet. All the time my dick was rock hard and dripping pre-cum (those were the days, sigh). Since I was 15 then, I was regularly masturbating and coming either wearing or not wearing tights. But I remember something special happened that day. Without stroking my rock hard penis, I "spontaneously" came. Or rather, I "orgasmed."
It began with the familiar tingling near my thigh. As I quickly gone pass "the point of no return," and started to com, I put my fingers on my nylon clad penis. Then suddenly waves of ecstasy, of such intensity I never felt before, engulfed me. My cum spurted forth like never before. I kept cumming and cumming and cumming. I watched through narrowed eyes cum spewing from the panty and onto the sheer nylon legs. So copious was the cum that my new sheer nylon darlings became drenched.
When it was over, I shuddered. I even cried tears of joy.
What a wonderful day it was.
I had bought a few more Sears "Cling-a-lon" pantyhose (and tights) shortly after. And over the decades, I've bought pantyhose from other stores, both "brick and mortar" and through the mail. I've bought them in just about every style, color and sheerness or "deniers." I must have bought more than 1,000 pairs in all. I also managed over the years to "find" several pairs in the laundry room and kept as souvenirs several pairs from my girlfriends. (Do you think I have a pantyhose fetish?)
So that's the story of the first pair of sheer pantyhose I wore. I hope you enjoyed reading it.
Now, does anyone want to share their story of the first pair of sheer pantyhose they wore? How about the first pair you bought?