Shiny Plastic Baby Panties, Then The Feel
It was the sight of them first. They were plastic baby panties, hanging on washing lines. Shining in the sun, blown in the breeze so they filled up and the legs puffed out. They were so shiny. It was hypnotic. Like looking at shiny water on a pond or river - after a while you're fixated. I was pubescent. Why did this sight appeal to me? I didn't think anything about them being *baby* panties. Yes, I knew they were. But that just added to the thrill. Something forbidden. At my age, I *shouldn't* be interested in such things. So that made them even more alluring. It wasn't long before I snuck out one evening and borrowed a pair. I had been looking for days. So I was able to choose the ones that "called to me" the most. Semi-transparent, very shiny. I remember arriving back in my bedroom, breathless and excited. I couldn't get my clothes off quick enough. And the moment I stepped into the new panties and drew them up my legs... wow! And when the soft shiny plastic came up and touched my genitals... Guess what sprung into life!?