My Masturbation History

by Handyman My masturbatory journey started when I was a 4 year old in my mother’s beauty shop. One of my most vivid memories was while I was sliding around on the floor on my stomach I noticed the wrinkle in the pantyhose of one of my mothers customers when she was sitting under the hair dryer. While sliding around on the floor I remember my little penis getting hard and it feeling really good. Looking back on this now I think this is where my obsession with pantyhose started. My first orgasm that I remember was when I was in third grade. At recess I used to race this other kid up the pole on the swing set. The first time I did it, about half way up, I got this funny feeling in my penis and my muscles got real weak. I didn’t realize that I was having my first dry orgasm. This became a regular routine for me at recess. I always wondered if the teacher/monitors ever caught on to why I climbed the swing set pole everyday. When I was in forth grade we would have physical fitness in gym class which meant rope climbing. The first time up me got that funny feeling in my penis again and got weak almost to the ceiling. When I got down I had an erection something fierce. It took a lot to hide it from the other kids. After feeling the orgasm on that rope I was hooked. As a matter of fact I had the school record for the fastest rope climb that nobody touched for years later. Again looking back on that I now wonder if the gym teacher knew I was masturbating to a dry orgasm on the way up. Two years later in the summer of sixth grade I had a lot of time on my hands (no pun intended) because I had to baby sit all summer. While sitting naked on the toilet admiring my erect penis and the few sparse hairs sprouting from the base I was just rubbing my penis and getting very aroused. The only draw back was that rubbing my penis dry was chaffing my skin, so while looking around for something to ease the friction I grabbed my father’s shaving cream and lathered up my penis with that. That was just the trick. It felt fantastic and there wasn’t any friction. About 3 minutes later I felt an orgasm come on and started pumping faster and faster. Then to my surprise I ejaculated in several ropes all over the floor. I was absolutely dumbfounded on what semen was and why it spurted out during orgasm. At one time I thought that was how a baby was made and there were little fetuses in the semen. That wasn’t going to stop me though. I felt like I just discovered electricity, only I couldn’t share my experience with anyone. That whole summer I was masturbating on the average of 3 to 4 times a day. I’m sure my mother knew what was going on. I would lock myself in the bathroom pretending to go all the while masturbating to a mind blowing orgasm. She even on one occasion asked where all of my father’s shaving cream was going. Everything turned me on at that age. I was even masturbating to the instruction paper inside the box of my mother’s tampons. There was a diagram of a woman inserting a tampon in her vagina and somehow I found that arousing. I think my mother caught on to that also because the newer boxes didn’t have the instruction page in them and my mother probably was throwing it out before I got to it. She probably couldn’t fathom the thought that her son was turned on and masturbating to something that was disgusting to her. Right about this time I was starting to develop my love for nylon. At first it was stockings and garter belts. But somehow it evolved to control top pantyhose. Nobody wore stockings and garter belts in the 80’s except in Playboy and Penthouse. I had all these arousing memories of my mother getting ready for church putting on a pair of control top pantyhose. In the 70’s and early 80’s most pantyhose looked like control top with a reinforced panty, even though lycra spandex control top was just around the corner. After analyzing my thoughts, the only thing that stood out was the arousal I got from the females in my family putting on pantyhose and other women wearing pantyhose that turned me on. It wasn’t my family members that gave me an erection. It was the female form from the waist down that made me want to masturbate. I think this is how my masturbatory fantasies evolved from stockings to pantyhose. These were pretty wild hormone induced fantasies. My friends and I used to hang out at the YMCA to check out chicks. They wanted to see big breasts in a tight leotard. I just went to see the women legs in their shiny tights. My mother and her friend used to go to aerobics nightly and I was sitting in my mother’s room talking to her when she slipped into a grey pair of tights with a pink and grey leotard. No panties. My mother’s friend showed up in a grey leotard with pink tights. After they left I started masturbating while on my mothers bed with the vision of my mother putting on those grey tights and my mom’s friend having her hand down the front of my mothers grey tights massaging my mom’s clitoris and my mother with her hand down her friends pink tights massaging her clit. Ironically enough my mothers friend, who was just divorced at that time is now a full blown lesbian. A few times I put on my mothers pantyhose and masturbated. It never really turned me on that much to wear them. Women’s legs are better suited for pantyhose. I think I’ve worn pantyhose and masturbated a total of 5 times. I think my mother knows about that also. I snagged a pair of white control top pantyhose out of my mother’s laundry basket and used the satiny control top to masturbate being careful not to ejaculate on them. When I finished I put them in my drawer because mother was up and I couldn’t get them back in the basket without her knowing it. A week later when I went to put them back they weren’t in my drawer but in my mother’s pantyhose drawer. I’m sure she figured I was either wearing them or masturbating with them. The one thing I did ejaculate on was my sleeping bag. For my birthday I got a sleeping bag with a satiny liner in it. I went through this phase where I would lay the sleeping bag down flat on the floor get naked and masturbate by rubbing and thrusting on it while looking at a picture of a model on a pantyhose package that I snagged out of the garbage. There were semen stains all over that sleeping bag. One day I went up to hump it and it was gone. I looked all over the house for it to no avail. I think my mom wanted to wash it and saw all those stains and threw it away. To this day she hasn’t said anything to me. I don’t know how I would react. My parents had to have known about my masturbation habits. I used to keep the Sunday advertisements that had pictures of women modeling pantyhose and masturbate to them. I used to take these into the bathroom with me before showering and imagine these beautiful women were modeling their satiny control top pantyhose while watching and encouraging me to masturbate. This used to give me intense orgasms. After one of these sessions I left the ad in the bathroom and forgot it. Well my father must have found it and threw it away. It wasn’t in the pile of newspapers to go outside so he also must have known what I was doing but didn’t say anything. As I got into high school I dated only girls that wore pantyhose on a regular basis. This one girl I dated had a vibrator and I cut the cotton crotch out of her pantyhose and used the vibrator on her while I masturbated standing over her. After she had her 4th orgasm she told me that watching me masturbate was the most erotic thing she’d seen in her life. I never really told her about my love for pantyhose. I’m sure she figured it out though. She used to encourage me to masturbate by lifting her skirt up. If she was wearing pantyhose I did it in a heartbeat. If she was just wearing panties I would tell her maybe later. My junior year I dated this girl the whole year and every morning she would come over to my house to have sex and then drive me to school. After sex she would put on her pantyhose and bra and fix her hair. Just watching her put on her hose would have me erect and aroused. I would be in the shower masturbating while looking out the shower curtain at her pantyhose covered rear end. I just loved the sheen that the No Nonsense light support control top put off in the light. As I was about to ejaculate she was watching me in the mirror and telling me that I just can’t get enough. Boy how right she was. I only had sex while she was wearing pantyhose once while we were dating. A year after we broke up I told her, in a drunken stupor, about my love of masturbating and pantyhose. She told me she kind of figured it out when I only masturbated while she was wearing pantyhose. She even told me that she noticed that I liked control top because I didn’t masturbate when she wore sheer to waist. I was flabbergasted that she figured out that much. I’ve been married for 9 years now and only my wife and the girl I dated before her have I been open with about my two hobbies. My wife doesn’t understand the pantyhose part because she says they’re uncomfortable for her to wear and can’t figure out how I could be aroused and masturbate every day to her in them or pictures of them. I buy her all of her pantyhose so that I can masturbate while she wears them or use the packaging to get off when she’s not wearing them. We do have pantyhose sex at least once a week and I still have my collection of pantyhose adverts to masturbate to occasionally. The internet has broadened my masturbating horizon. There are a lot of pantyhose to masturbate to on the Web. When I was younger I would masturbate to a glimpse of some woman’s control top that was inadvertently showing while she had her legs crossed. I‘m now choosy on what I use my precious semen up on. I only masturbate to pictures of women or my wife wearing pantyhose with a cotton crotch, the control top has a lot of lycra, which gives it that sheen and the center seam must be showing. I will never masturbate to seamless pantyhose like Wolford Fatal. Those aren’t what I grew up on and was conditioned to masturbate to. Jockey Control Top is the only thing I buy for my wife. It has 25% lycra in the control top. If I was single I would love to place an ad for women who love to watch men masturbate. The only stipulation would be that they would have to model Jockey Control Top for me and encourage my masturbatory hobby. My Wife thinks that I will outgrow masturbating and my obsession with pantyhose. The way this trend of people shunning pantyhose is going I might have to stock up on pantyhose. This way when I’m 80 and pantyhose are extinct I won’t have to go to a museum to masturbate.