At age 12 I had my first experience masturbating and ejaculating. I have been a compulsive masturbator ever since - even to this day. Early on, most of my jack off episodes were closely tied to my fetish for girl's panties, but then I expanded my masturbation fantasies as I grew older, as you will see in subsequent chapters. I find that posting stories on this great story site is a good way to connect and correspond with other like-minded individuals (male and female) thru their e-mail responses and comments. I'd love to hear from any of you out there that find you can relate to these stories - all 100% true accounts of the more memorable masturbation episodes I've experienced over the years. My e-mail address is listed, and I will answer all inquiries. Here's the true account of my very first masturbation experience......
I was a school patrol boy (crossing guard) in 7th grade. I had a crush on my best friend's little sister Laurie, who looked a little like Natalie Wood - cute as hell, with big brown eyes. She was in 6th grade. I was 12, she was maybe 11. One day she was at my corner by herself waiting to cross, and we were talking. Before crossing the street, she hesitated, put down her books, and squatted down to tie a loose lace on her saddle shoe. As she did so, what could I see - bingo..............her pink cotton underpants clear as day - even her little pee-stain deposit in the crotch. At that age, I was just starting to get really excited about that stuff, but wasn't masturbating yet - although I'd observed some older boys jacking off at scout camp. Back then, boys spared no effort to see those forbidden panties up any girl's dress. And I expect that things have not changed to this day.
I kept talking to her fascinated by the view up her plaid skirt, while she was busy concentrating on her shoe and oblivious to the fact that her legs were wide open. Later that night I happened to be at dinner at their house and every time I looked at Laurie I couldn't help thinking of what she was wearing under the bluejeans she'd changed into. I excused myself to go to the bathroom and while walking by her bedroom, what do you think I saw on her floor - crotch up - just where she must have dropped them when she changed? Those same pink underpants! On an impulse, I grabbed them and stuffed them into my pocket. Spent the rest of dinner with a huge erection growing in my pants looking at her across the table, wondering what panties she was wearing now.
I rode my bike home in eager anticipation of what was in my pocket. I had no sisters and knew nothing of girl's underwear. I sequestered myself in my room that night and stayed up late - everyone was fast asleep. I pulled on my bathrobe and took out my new treasure...Laurie's pink cotton panties (Carter "Spanky Pants" brand cuff-leg panties - size 10 as I recall - I kept them for years). I spent hours examining them, sniffing the crust, licking them, fondling them, wearing them, posing in front of my mirror while looking up my bathrobe, etc. I was in my very first boyhood sexual frenzy, and was I hot! I pulled up my robe in front of the mirror - fantasizing it was Laurie's skirt, reached under the panties, fingered my asshole, and then pulled down the underpants, exposing my hairless, but fully erect penis. Then I masturbated for the first time - just like the older boys....and it felt great! The act seemed perfectly natural given the state of arousal I was in. I recall the experience clearly to this day it excited me so much. And then it happened....I had my first orgasm and ejaculation, not a lot, but semen actually spurted out of my penis. God, what a night, and what an impact it had on my fantasies and desires from then on.
I spent the the next few years tirelessly grabbing panties from girl's I knew in school and the neighborhood, including more from Laurie. I much preferred unwashed, soiled underpants that I could smell and lick the crotch, but any would do. I raided hampers, closets, dressers, suitcases, clotheslines, locker rooms, etc. I kept a log along with my growing collection, recording dates, the girl's name, the place, the brand/color/size, etc. and any comments. I kept this stash well-hidden behind a loose baseboard in my closet. Even after grade and high school, I maintained my quest for girl's panties to masturbate with. In college, I remember driving home for a week-end once with Stephanie's (a high school friend) laundry bag to drop off at her mom's for her to wash and I was to bring them back to campus. Well, needless to say, I spent a good hour in the car pulled over in a rest stop going thru each and every pair of her crusted underpants. Then I hiked down a trail into the woods and proceeded masturbate into each while smelling others...there must have been a dozen of her white cotton panties and I had a field day. She only got back about ten pair....and I used the others to jack off with that whole year in the basement of our rooming house (under the guise of studying late).
Anyway, that's my story of how I developed my fetish for girl's panties. I still collect panties to this day, and love masturbating into them. How 'bout you out there. Let me hear your story....or your reaction to mine.
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