Pantyhose, Vent Panels, Other Men Looking - part 1
story by hiddenviews
I have a feeling I’m older than most readers – I’m in my early sixties. I find it interesting that so few men of my generation enjoy the sexual power of pantyhose. Some even go as far as saying they detest pantyhose because (in their minds) pantyhose put the kybosh on women wearing stockings and girdles .
While I find traditional 1950’s style girdles, stockings, and full-cut panties sexually exciting, ever since pantyhose arrived on the scene in the late 1960’s I’ve found pantyhose equally exiting. It’s too bad that so many of my fellow girdle lovers cannot appreciate pantyhose. I’m lucky to be able to appreciate both, as each provides its own kind sexual pleasure.
Hopefully, you’ll find what I have to say interesting. I like writing and sharing my thoughts and pantyhose experiences – just wish I didn’t make so many mistakes – please read through them.
It was the mid-1960’s when I first discovered pantyhose - newly married and miniskirt craze was just beginning, thanks to the Beatles and the British Music Invasion. Keep in mind that up to this point my life, except for being on a beach, woman’s legs were kept hidden, and nudity was just about non-existent. Hell, just thinking about a naked lady could get you hauled off to jail! Ha! Okay, it wasn’t quite that bad, but just to put 1950’s censorship and sexual restrictions into perspective - in the very popular I Love Lucy Show, censors didn’t want Lucy to use the word “pregnant” when she really became pregnant, and even though she was married to Ricky in real life, they would not allow them to appear in one bed, even fully dressed.
So coming out of that era of 1950’s censorship and restriction, the arrival of the miniskirt in the 1960’s with leg exposure and “accidental” crotch exposure was something all the more shocking and sexually exciting. I often thought to myself, how long can this last, I must be dreaming, I can’t be this lucky!
At first, women trying using longer length stockings to accommodate rising hemlines, but soon pantyhose began being advertised. I remember encouraging my wife at the time to give them a try. The early styles of pantyhose did not have the cotton ventilation panel found on just about all pantyhose today. Instead, they were all nylon.
I remember seeing my wife in a miniskirt and wearing her first pair of pantyhose – Wow! Talk about shock and awe! All my life I had only seen women in thick, industrial strength undergarments and all of a sudden here was a beautiful woman in a perky little skirt that lifted ever so easily to reveal a pantyhose covered crotch. She wore them without panties, taking the name “panty hose” literally, much to my geat pleasure. I immediately found myself mesmerized by the look of a woman’s bush crushed by sheer nylon pantyhose. I also found the look of a woman’s ass crack pressed tightly closed by pantyhose beyond words. These were things that I never seen before because it had been a world without pantyhose. Can you imagine that! But seeing this for the first time made it all the more sexually explosive!
Even though early pantyhose were expensive and didn’t last long, I didn’t want her to go back to stockings and garters. I just couldn’t get enough of seeing her bubble ass packed in pantyhose, or the sight of her bush crushed flat by pantyhose.
At first, seeing her parade around the apartment in just her pantyhose was all I could ever want. But, just like seeing pictures of the same woman in pantyhose, things new lose their edge.
As fate would have it, we lived near a large amusement park and would go there often. I noticed her pantyhose covered legs and miniskirt caught the attention of other men. Instead of feeling angry or jealous, I found it vicariously exciting to see her being lustfully looked at by other men. With each new pair of eyes, she appeared as someone new to me as well.
Every chance we got, I mentioned going to the park, and I soon knew the best stair queues and rides where there would be men standing on the sidelines trying to look up skirts. Setting her up like that was exciting too. I have a feeling she knew I liked it, and that she like it too - she never objected. The best was when a stray gust of wind from a ride would cause her mini to “accidentally” go up in public.
Eventually the marriage failed, but my love of pantyhose never ceased. In time, I met someone new, and we married. I vowed to myself I wouldn’t let any of my offbeat sexual desires mess things up. But much to my great surprise, I soon learned my new bride had a thing for “strangers” looking at her. Ha! It was something we never discussed before marriage, and really should have – I don’t think I really could have kept my need to see her though the eyes of other men suppressed for all that long.
So we began a very open marriage. Open in the sense that I could freely talk to her about my interest in looking at other women and of her being seen by other men. She could tell of her desires to see other men look at her, or of my looking at other women. Oh, I should mention she had given up wearing girdles long before I knew her, and only wore pantyhose, preferring control-top styles.
For the first years of marriage it was all talk and fantasy. But sex is never satisfied, and what you find exciting and all-fulfilling today isn’t enough tomorrow. At least for me it’s that way. Babs, my wife, seemed happy to keep things status quo, or at least that’s what she said. But with our interests, it’s only a matter of time before you find yourself wanting to involve others. It’s funny how things happen.
I was at this time when Babs and I were at a party one of her friends was having. I didn’t know any of the other people, except the host and hostess. It was getting late, and most of the others had left. Babs and the few that remained were all in the kitchen. I was alone in the living room half asleep, when one of the other men, Ted, came into the room. Ted was a few years younger and single. When he began talking to me, I instinctively felt like he was doing so because he found Babs very attractive and envied me a bit.
I don’t remember how long we talked before Ted steered the conversation into pantyhose. I admired his bravado and knew he was probing my interests. One the one hand I didn’t want to betray my wife’s in any way, but on the other hand, it exciting to play with fire. So I let Ted take the conversation as far as he wanted; he must have sensed my willingness.
Before long I was telling him about my first wife,
the amusement park, her miniskirt and pantyhose. I relented how I missed those old styles of pantyhose without vent panels. I felt very excited as I took the next step and mentioned how my present wife liked control-top pantyhose. It felt so good to tell him. It was like I was showing her off to him just by mentioning this.
I even so far as to say how I found exciting to see my first wife looked at by other men. It was at this point that he jokingly mentioned how he wished he could get hold pantyhose my present wife was wearing at the party. So with my heart pounding from the excitement, and I told him, maybe I could get them for him, and for him to remain there.
Without going into all the details, suffice it to say, I was able to get Babs to give me the pantyhose she was wearing. She was of course curious about what I was up to, but did as I asked and let me go alone back to Ted with them.
Ted was where I had left him, and I motioned for him to follow me a bit more private room where I gave him her pantyhose. He immediately stretched the panty portion out and put the vent panel up to his nose and moaned. It was a new experince for me to see - and it was very exciting, especially since it was my wife's pantyhose he was sniffing!
Fearing someone might see us I said it best he put them away and that we'd better go. By now, I was also feeling a bit guilty. He put the pantyhose in his pocket, and we parted company.
Naturally, driving on the way home, Babs wanted to know why I wanted her pantyhose and what I had been up to. I wondered what her reaction would be while I told her what took place with Ted. She didn’t say much, but as soon we got home, before I could realize it, I found her in bed with her vibrator going a mile-a-minute. She was reeling in the most powerful organism I had ever seen her have! Instead of stopping once it passed, she wanted me to tell her over and over again about Ted and her pantyhose and continued buzzing herself (as she likes to call it). It was the part about Ted sniffing the vent panel that really held her interest.
Funny, you think you so much about your mate, but here it was, years into our marriage, and I was finding out for the first time that not only did Babs have a thing for strangers, she also had a thing about men sniffing her pantyhose vent panel!
End of Part 1
Story posted by hiddenviews
on Monday, May 22, 2006 @ 10:34:14 PDT
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Re: Pantyhose, Vent Panels, Other Men Looking - part 1 (Score: 1)
by Nickfox on Monday, May 29, 2006 @ 16:02:07 PDT
(User Info | Send a Message) | | Hi
HOT Story Man!!! Pls can I have your Wives Hose Please? nick_muscat@yahoo.co.uk
Thanks
Nick |
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