6 Karina
16 Lingerie Night
22 Valentina
32 My Introduction To Panty love
14 Cara
54 Panty Larceny
61 Judith &Veronica
71 Chi-Chau
80 Rayann
87 Christy
Editor's Page
Welcome! The first issue of Panty Girls is now in your hands. I pondered the significance
of this first editorial. What, after all, is Panty Girl about? Just the name of
the magazine conjures up images, thoughts, and even fantasies. A wanton young
strumpet in a black G string perhaps? Or a trendy young coed that you just know
is wearing very expensive, white silk panties, under that much too short dress!
So,given the name of the magazine, and the allure that a pair of precocious panties
holds for all of us, I decided to dedicate this first editorial to the nature
of the beast, and that most luscious of garments,The Panties.
The imagination and creativity of lingerie designers have given us so much to
choose from. There are panties with zippers, crotchless panties, chastity belt
panties, leather or lace, and even edible ones. Yummy!
We all love panties. Male and female. And what's not to love? They're soft and
silky, come in a rainbow of beautiful colors, and when one ponders what they actually
package! My goodness, how can one not love panties?
What are panties are for? Panties are made to be worn, but perhaps there is a
more provocative way to look at them. Aren't they really the most delightful of
all gift wraps?And the best thing about gift wrap is, you get to undo it and see
what's inside! (Or pull a little back and peek! Mmmm!)
Is there anything sexier than removing a young woman's panties? Whether it's the
first time, or the one hundreth time,there is something so tantalizing, so sensually
seductive, about sliding that salacious satin slowly down.
For discipline devotees, could there be a sweeter sight in the world,than a pair
of panties stretched across a young girls ass, as she lays across his knees?
As for the young woman, is there anything more stirring? The provocative feel
of those panties, your fingers brushing her skin, as you painstakingly draw them
lower, and lower, across her hips, down her legs, finally leaving her naked and
vulnerable? I think not.
Let's not forget the delicious aroma of panties that have been worn all day. How
many times have you seen a stunning, sexy,girl,walking down the street, the faintest
outline of her panties traced across her skirt, accentuated with each sway of
her hips, and thought how heavenly it would be to take those panties at the end
of the day, hold them to your nose and inhale? Yes, I'm sure you have!
Or, wrap those scented, delectable, delicacies around your stiff and wanting member.
They can create a stimulating sensation that will spur you on to even greater
heights!
But panties, the wearing of them, is not limited to just the lovely female form.
Have you ever pondered, or even fantasized,just how sensual it would be to feel
that clinging satin against your own skin?
Many men have discovered the joys of women's lingerie, and the sheer (pun intended)
pleaure that has been for decades, afforded only women. How many of you out there,
are secretly sporting a scandalous pair of pink lacy panties under your trousers?
What percentage of businessmen, sitting around a conference table, are experiencing
the exquisite pleasure of tight silk panties pressed against their cock as they
negotiate a contract? Hmmm. Food for thought!
And, let's not forget about the Panty Bin. Do you know what I'm referring to?
The Panty Bin is a table top box, sometimes as much as two feet deep, found in
lingerie deparments, offering panty specials. It's filled to the brim with panties.
Doesn't just the thought of it make you want to strip naked and dive right in?
Imagine, swimming in panties. Surely this must be some form of heaven?
Panties. Those luscious, lovely, licentious undergarments, that titillate and
tantalize, that are slinky and sexy and sleek, are one of life's great joys. Here
at Panty Girl, we raise our glasses (among other things) to panties, and look
forward, with you, to celebrating them. After all, foxy girls in panties, well,
need we say more?
