Give me control over your cock
I hear from a lot of very confused and lost men, wondering how to tell exactly what they are: “am I a pantie slut, or something else?“
Self determination and labeling can be a very hard thing to do, especially in our society. After all, society has roles already laid out for us to fulfill, concepts about who we are and what we’re supposed to do. It’s hard to even think of stepping outside those roles, much less to act on our hidden inner leanings. To define ourselves as contrary and opposite to what we’ve always been taught we’re supposed to be? A Herculean task.
When society tells you that you’re supposed to be a manly man, an alpha male, it’s tricky to accept that you are actually a pantie wearing sissy slut.
In case you’re wondering whether you are one of the slutty crossdressing brigade, here are the signs:
- If you’ve ever gone into a lingerie store, like Victoria’s Secret, to purchase fancy lingerie for a lover, and gotten lost for hours…
- If you have strong opinions on panty styles, fabrics, and colors…
- If you’ve ever wondered what it might be like to wear your wife or girlfriend’s panties…
You probably are a pantie wearing slut. Or rather, you ~could be.~
What’s holding you back from slipping on a pair of pretty panties? If it’s shame, I’ll remind you of my personal motto: “No Shame!” Society says you should work out every day, eat a healthy meal, drink wine with dinner and be the head of the house. Society says you shouldn’t show gray in your hair, shouldn’t care too much about what you look like, and yet should look well groomed! Society is full of shit, frankly, because society also says you shouldn’t cry, show emotions, or care about the opinions of others. Talk about unhealthy!
Society says you shouldn’t wear women’s underwear.
Fuck that. Darling, go sign up for Victoria’s Secrets’ mailing list to get a coupon for a free pair of panties each month. You deserve it. If you’re a pantie slut, embrace it! Wear your panties with pride (or at least with deep pleasure and enjoyment, or maybe even some deep sissy humiliation!)
I’ve never understood men’s underwear. Whoever designed it must have been either evil or incredibly dim. It always seems to be made of chafey, rough material and in the ugliest colours imaginable! To be honest, I’m surprised that MORE men don’t prefer the soft, clinging materials of ladies’ panties… I’m with you Miss Harper… Panties for everyone! <3
All tighty-whites should be burned. I swear, they’re torture! Now, they do make some silk boxers that are nice, but I can’t imagine how men fit that much extra fabric into their pants. I mean, thongs exist to eliminate pantie lines, right? Boxers are nothing BUT pantie line! look on a man’s thighs, and bam, there it is. The line at the leg hole of his boxers. It ruins the line of the pants and is so unattractive. Guys, seriously. Embrace the panties. They feel better, look better… they’re just better, ok?
I agree.The fabric on men’s’underwear needs improvement.But slipping into the feminine detail on ladies undies is a sensuous adventure aside from just the fabric.Its such a huge challenge NOT to spot them with pre pearls drops of precum.
I think the little spots of excitement showing is hot. Why not make something as ‘mundane’ as underwear into a sensual adventure? Have some fun, wear panties!
Agreed Harper!Do you know that the Underarmor brand athletic wear was born from the idea of taking silky lady fabric and making men’s’wear with it?But still,it just isnt fem enough for the thrill.Boners just dont happen unless that silky crotch were meant to cling to pussy
I love this post, Ms. Harper! Panty sluts are so fun to shop and play with. I love introducing men to wearing women’s underwear. Some of them only need a bit of encouragement before turning into full-fledged panty-obsessed sluts! Women’s undergarments are luxurious in a way men’s underwear can never be, so I’m not surprised that many men throw away their boy underwear after trying panties.
I learned long ago,the joy of panties,when I would sneak a silky pair,find a quiet spot,drop my jeans and slowly drag the shimmering fabric over my straining crown and shaft….a tactile marriage made in heaven!