Date: Thu, 23 Sep 2010 15:12:16 -0700 (PDT)
From: Pete Smith <petesmith89@yahoo.com>
Subject: A sissy-boi goes shopping TG/teen

I'm an 18 year old sissy-boi who finally decided that I couldn't live at
home any more. I know, what took me so long?

Anyway, once I moved out of my parents place and got a small apartment
downtown the first thing I wanted to do was go shopping for the those
special things a sissy needs to live right. I needed lingere in my new life
as a femme, panty-wearing, sissy-boi.

For many reasons, I never had the nerve to go panty shopping before, so it
was quite a thrill to walk into a lingere shop downtown for the first time
and see row after row of of the kind of pretty, girly things that I'd
wanted since I was young.

In the past I'd walked through the girl's and women's department in places
like Walmart but I never stopped and shopped for pretty things.

Once inside the lingere store I decided to go over to the large 'panty bin'
and pick out some pretty panties, then see if I had the nerve to go through
the checkout line and actually buy my first pair of soft, sexy, very femme
panties. It took me a while because there were so pretty panties to choose
from. There were satin and cotton and nylon panties in bikini, hip-hugger,
boy cut and thong styles and every color you could imagine.

Of all the beautiful choices, the first to catch my eye was a pair of satin
pearl grey panties that were very sexy looking. They were a string bikini
style with ruffley narrow sides joining a satin smooth back and a two layer
front. So girly! The inside layer was the same material as the back, satin
smooth. MMMMM The outside layer was black and made of a decorative net
material.  I don't know why I chose this one particular pair when there
were so many different pretty choices but they're the ones that finally won
me over. Maybe I chose them because there was a special feminine elegance
to them, very sexy in an elegant way.

Anyway they would soon be all mine - my first panties. But first I had to
get past the checkout clerk who didn't look that friendly and accepting. I
was already excited and nervous from shopping in a lingerie store but even
more nervous about facing the checkout clerk with my very special panty
purchase. I wanted to make it clear to her that, yes, I was a panty boy and
yes, these were going to be my panties to wear. I was so nervous I don't
actually remember what the clerk and I said to each other but I got past
that scarry event and got my prize back to my new apartment.  Then, in
private, I could savor the moment of trying on my first pair of
panties. First, being able to feel the delicate material in my hands,
without fear, as in the store, was a real thrill. I then, snipped off the
tags, the last step to making them all mine.  I was so excited to slip my
feet into the right places and slowly slide the silky panties up my long
(now

 shaved) legs, higher and higher I pulled them until my ass cheeks were
encased in the smooth silky fabric and my cock and shaved balls were
cradled in the same smooth fabric.  It felt so good against my most
delicate parts and at the same time felt so naughty, to be doing something
that - according to some - an 18-year old male shouldn't do. How exciting!
What a rush!

That was just a few weeks ago and I still get excited every morning at the
thought of wearing my new panties. I'm aleady up to eight different pairs.

I've already made several trips back to the lingere store and the initial
excitement of shopping in such a wonderful olace has not diminished in the
least, but the fear of the lingere store clerk is already gone.

Buying new panties gives me a rush and I am now completely addicted to
wearing panties. Panties are awesome! I knew I would have more.

I have closely examined my first pair of panties and have learned that the
two layer design of these panties is important.  Just try wearing lacy type
material panties without a smooth silky liner.  It looks cool to see your
cock and balls showing though where a pussy is supposed to be, but the
material can be torchure for a delicate cock feeling like course sandpaper.

Why did I wait until I was 18 and on my own to try my first panties? I
don't really know but I do remember when I was younger checking out my
mother's lingerie drawer with interest but don't really remember a desire
to try any on.

It's only been in the few years or so that I've had a strong desire to wear
girl's panties and other girly things like Suffe shorts and revealing tops.

I don't see myself as a crossdresse. I now get excited by the idea of
buying and wearing sexy things. I really like that naughty feeling of
wearing something not intended for me to wear.

I was never a macho, masculine kind of guy and never liked sports, except
to checkout the cute guys on the teams. Growing up I was a complete mama's
boy and my very masculine dad often got frustrated with me.  So why did I
wait until 18 to experience the joys of panties? Some might call me a late
bloomer. To make up for lost time I plan to wear panties most of the time
now.  That means when I go home I'll have to do my own laundry so my mother
won't know what I'm washing.

Writing this has been a real turn on for me. I have experienced this many
times before when writing. There is something exciting about putting my
thoughts and feelings into print. Only one of my friends knows about my
interest in panties and crossdressing so it is very secret and private for
me. I hope, in the near future, to tell more and more friends.

My cock has been leaking precum the entire time I have been writing this.

I hope you enjoyed reading about how I finally discovered the joys of
wearing soft, sexy, girly panties. I hope to hear from other sissies out
there and maybe we can share stories about our special interest in pretty
things.

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