by "Whitie"
Your website with its 126 pages of stories, 31 pages of letters, and many descriptions of videos astonishes me, delights me, overwhelms me. You seem to be among the few who understand that a fetish is an immensely powerful force not to be compared to, say, fashionable leather boots. The word is much misused today. A panty fetish is for many of us a fierce compulsion that lasts a lifetime, coming on early, developing to full flower with puberty (masturbation), and continuing through a man's life whether he wills it or not. I am a retired professional in my seventies and find the panty fetish (wearing them daily) a joy and as much a part of me as right-handedness or blue eyes (eyedness?)(:-)
The key word is joy. Your website conveys this joy. A panty fetish is a life force to be celebrated and not deplored, not adjusted to "normal", not some kind of psychological challenge. It is what we are. Hooray for you and for all of us! Oh pantybliss!
It is true that full-cut silkie briefs are what we admire, not thongs. I like the slinky silky sensuousness of nylon tricot, but I have learned over decades to make do in emergencies with satin, nylon, or acetate, but never cotton. I see you like white and while virgin whiteness has an allure, white it is also passive and neutral, so I prefer pink as being unmistakably feminine, though I have been known to make do with every color of the rainbow. And the more lace on the leg & waist bands the better. Makes them more feminine, maybe more taboo.
I don't pretend to be antiseptic about this, because the main thing is the pure joy of an erection and eruption in panties. Though the idea of being caught in taboo pink silk panties is arousing, I don't wear them to show off or because I like their looks on me. Same with make-up and a wig. I wear panties because the tactile sensation is, well, almost essential to who I am. Love to gaze enraptured at stockings, garterbelts, & slips too.
I was punished in my mother's pink silk bloomers when I was four, and when I began to masturbate around age 12, I naturally gravitated to the silkie panties of my kid sister and I rubbed them on my cock at night. When I erupted I thought I had broken some vessel and it took me a whole week [:-]) before I tried it again.
So far I am like many others who have written to you. I might add that I very much like looking up skirts, gazing past lacy slip hems, past black stocking tops, and focussing on the delicious silkie panel between the legs. Stolen peeks are most thrilling.
But I might have explored further than others. Since most women are immersed in a Venetian attitude and through no fault of their own cannot easily go along with either the male panty fetish or Martians cherish, I discovered in my sixties that wearing women's clothes (in the virtual closet only) and using the mirror to look up my skirts was a viable alternative for me and an immense turn on. It is a matter of suspending disbelief. (How can a panty fetishist, even if not admitting it to anyone else, NOT be thrilled to wear them?)
In the "closet" I could indulge my passion for silk panties and for looking up skirts at the same time. No one was around to say shame, shame. And the guy in the mirror laughed at our mutual joy. Admittedly I would prefer that my wife be my model for this, but though she is a beautiful and understanding Venetian, she cannot reach into the Martian world. She knows I dress occasionally and tolerates but doesn't want it to intrude into her life, and I sort of understand where she's coming from.
Still I'd like to feel up skirts and rub my fingers on silkie bottoms and crotches. Wouldn't all your panty-fetish readers?
When e-mailing another married guy, I discovered he too liked to look up his own skirt in the mirror and wear silk panties daily under his trousers. I still don't know his name but it took two years of corresponding to reach our mutual admission stage and another two years to admit that though we had not a homosexual bone in our body, we would enjoy looking up each other's skirts and would find extreme erotic arousal in watching each other get excited. Since we are separated by hundreds of miles to say nothing of a few decades, we may never meet, but just thinking about the wild sensuousness of the fetish dream powers my erotic drive.
What an emotional breakthrough it is to say, "I'd like to look up your skirt. I want to lie on my back and look up your skirt as you stand spred-legged over me and I also want to see the pure lustful delight in your eyes when you get excited in front of me, and of course I'll do the same for you. Show me the intensity of your joy." It took four years of trust to reach that stage.
Pretty wild talk, right? Men who masturbate, and men who wear women's clothes are taboo topics among some panty lovers. Some cross dressers go ballistic if you even mention masturbation. So your readers may take offense. But the talk is honest. Instead I might have said, "Thanks for the panty talk. More power to you."
Actually, what I want to see is unlikely to be filmed in my lifetime, that is, the scene described in the stories you publish. A guy looks up a skirt, steals a pair of panties, and strokes himself into heaven. I've never even heard rumors about such a video. What is exciting about the panty fetish for me is the thought AND sight of a stiff erection associated with taboo silk panties. While it is for me a distinct turn-on in the mirror, I doubt there is a market. Our society is too homophobic.
Stories are better than videos because guys who tell of hard-ons are relating to us. Panty films are out there. Letters and confessions in relation to hard-ons are exciting. We can all share that feeling.
I have not seen your videos and note by the letters on your website that guys get off on them. I have seen videos like them (probably not as good) and find they are arousing the first few times but don't have the lasting power of a good story. And so you are left with a reasonably expensive piece of merchandise you can only use when you are alone in the house, which you hesitate to discard but get tired of using. Mind you, I am not quibbling over the price, nor could I afford to commission a special video. I may talk myself into buying one of yours, but I am wondering if a new type boy-girl or even boy-boy film might also be exciting.
Enough for now. I hope to hear from you and maybe send you the best of my stock of stories if you are interested.
whitie
[ follow-up in Letters ]