Elena in JC Penney Tights
Image: Southernlegs.com

For maybe the past year and a half or so, I’ve been infatuated with a pair of pantyhose in which I couldn’t find out what the brand was or where they could be purchased. I had first noticed these on Bodysheen.com, pantyhose that appear more on the opaque side, impeccably smooth and shiny and would look sooo delicious on me if I can only just get my hands on them.

I was betting that these could even give my favorite Wolford Neon 40 tights a run for title of my absolute favorite.

Then, to my sheer joy, I came across Southernlegs.com which had a model in the exact same pantyhose (in image above). I could tell they were the same by the shade and the sandal toe which seems very unique to these. There was even a caption with the brand. Are you ready?

JC Penney Fitness Tights?! Are you kidding me, JC Penney?

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Part 2 of 2 where a neighbor decides to go beyond helping her fellow neighbor from his bondage in pantyhose fantasy.

Part 1: Discovered

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Helpless

Tanya finally returns to Sam’s house, enters and heads directly to his bedroom where he still lies helplessly hog-tied with just a pair of Wolford pantyhose on.

“I must be a dumb blonde. I couldn’t find a knife so I went home and got one, ” she says, quite obviously a lie.

Sam, still deep in embarrassment, welcomed the delay trying to come up with some kind of explanation for his predicament. He thought up a story about his “girlfriend” getting off on making him wear pantyhose, then tying him up. She just happened to have left momentarily to make him suffer a little bit. You know, Tanya just might buy it actually.

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Discovered

On his day off from work around noontime, Sam dries himself after a shower and slips into his favorite pair of Wolford Neon 40 pantyhose in a gobi (suntan) color. He grabs his strands of nylon cord, sits on his bed and begins to go to work.

Starting with the ankles, he brings them together, wraps the cord around and around tightly binding them, then makes several loops around in the center, cinching his ankles together nice and tight. He finishes it off with a knot guaranteed not to undo itself.

He repeats this step, now with his knees, and finds an erection jutting out from wiggling his pantyhosed legs together testing the bounded knots.

Sam loves to be tightly bound wearing nothing but pantyhose, a unique take on the fetish if you will. He found long ago that, while “struggling” to break free, hog-tied and on his belly, he can masturbate by grinding his cock on the bed. It’s a bit of exercise, too, but very satisfying to him nonetheless.

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If you are a pantyhose connoisseur, like me, then you would stop at nothing to find what gives you that perfect shine and silky feel. Sometimes that means springing for that $15 exotic European pantyhose or $45 for that luxurious pair of Wolford tights.

The trade-off is an ultimatally glamourous you and likely the best masturbation that follows. Or some exciting leg on leg action (wink wink).

Then we have the ultra-rare pantyhose. The kind which have been out of production for years yet still can be found on eBay for a small fortune. Normally I wouldn’t pay more than what these pantyhose originally cost except for one simple fact:

These pantyhose are super sexy!

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Levee WoMan Pantyhose for Men

It seemed inevitable, but as pantyhose manufacturers realize that a good majority of sales are from men (a good majority of those from yours truly), then somewhere the light bulb flicked on and thought, hey, we might as well cater to them too.

In fact, from The Columbus Dispatch:

At Luxelegwear.com, a Web site based in Atlanta that offers European brands to buyers in America and worldwide, about 80 percent of sales are now to men.

And we now have an influx of the so-called “mantyhose,” everything a man could want in the woman´s version but tailored specifically to him. How nice of those manufacturers to do for us.

Well, I’ve gone as far as to even try a pair, actually the exact brand in the image above. They certainly weren’t cheap and shoddy and actually fit quite comfortably on my legs and ass. Yet, unfortunately, a major mark against them is that they fail to satisfy the most important task of all:

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Fuscia Baby Doll and Pretty Polly Pantyhose
Fuscia Baby Doll and Pretty Polly 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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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:

  • It makes me look feminine as opposed to a man in pantyhose
  • Sheer to waist and thick, 40 denier or more
  • It has a nice shine and in my preferred shade
  • It is so soft and sexy, that alone turns me on
  • Durable, doesn’t run after a couple uses

So here we have the winners, in order by favorite:

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Sexy Lingerie
Around the corner (Flickr: LaggedOnUser)

I guess I’ve talked about pantyhose enough thus far and, what can I say, it’s an integral part of me being Sheery the crossdresser. It’s my favorite “partner” turning me on anytime, anywhere she wants.

Once in a while, I wear only pantyhose when I feel like it but they are an absolute requirement anytime I change en femme. When I get in my real girly mood, though, the “look” just doesn’t seem quite complete without its complementary pieces.

Namely, fine lingerie.

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.

Shall I say, even more so than pantyhose.

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Pantyhose Collection
The Best of The Best

It shouldn’t be news to anyone. Yes, I love to slip on one of my hundred or so pairs of pantyhose and change into my feminine side. Sometimes I’m left wondering, though, why am I left massively horny even after the ten thousandth or so time this happens?

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.

Of course, I could go into the soft clingy feel on my legs and body or how I love checking out in the mirror the shine they leave on my legs. Yet, I sure as hell don’t feel the same way when putting on a tight pair of jeans. Shine alone isn’t exactly something I have a severe fetish over either. I’m not a moth.

Then the answer dawned on me. Let’s just say, hypothetically, that pantyhose were acceptable in society to be worn, not strictly by women, but equally by both sexes.

So we have…

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My first memories were blue
My first memories were blue (Flickr: Sumlin)

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.

No, I didn’t raid my mother’s drawer of bras and pantyhose. No, no one decided they would have some cruel fun, dress me all girly and proceed to laugh at me.

It actually can be traced back to first grade in grammar school and my beloved teacher, Mrs Rainwater. I can vaguely remember what she looked like. Things like her youthful face and short curly hair.

I remember one detail about her rather vividly and something that bonded me to her back then. She always wore blue knee-high socks on some days and on other days, blue pantyhose.

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