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So What Exactly Happens Alone, After Slipping On Pantyhose?

Pantyhose enthusiasts (or fetishists, perverts, weirdos if you’re so inclined) generally have a routine whenever there is a day off with some time to kill or the wife and kids have left you alone for a few days. Ah, yes, now free to see the “mistress” that is our beloved woman´s garment. Yes, that includes myself if you couldn’t tell already. So here’s a little insight to a hot date with a longtime love affair…

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Ulitmate Favorites For A Pantyhose Fetish

As a longtime lover/wearer of pantyhose, I’ve noticed around the web, especially those in the USA, that the preferred taste is somewhat limited. I’m sure many crossdressers and pantyhose enthusiasts still would rather travel to their nearest supermarket and pick out a pair along with their groceries.

Or worse, use the same brand they fell in love with ten years ago and haven’t caught up with the times. Hello L’eggs.

I won’t claim to be the genie for pantyhose fetish tastes but I have sampled a lot (including “playing around” in) and developed my own criteria for judging a pair of hose…

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This Crossdresser’s Other Vice, Sort Of

For some reason I have an odd relationship with lingerie. Sure, there are the favorite items, some of which, I paid quite a price to get (but look so good in). When you think about it, too, lingerie should make you feel more intimately feminine than anything else you could slip on.

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So Really, What Makes Pantyhose So Arousing?

When you think about it, a pair of pantyhose is just inanimate garment of nylon and spandex with a little color thrown in. Not exactly in porno flick or blow up doll territory. Fairly innocent to say the least.

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An Ode To My First Grade Teacher

I’ll be so kind to admit it right now. I’m in my late thirties and, using my sharp math skills, have spent the better part of thirty years as a crossdresser. Even as a lot of time has passed since my first days across the border, I’ve always found myself trying to recall those first moments that would bend my gender the rest of the way.

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