One time, Gloria's pantyhose had several runs in them after we got done f*****g in the backseat of my car and she took them off before we went to get something to eat afterwards. I found them on the floor of my car the next day but rather than throw them out, I saved them. When I was alone in my room, I would masturbate while wearing them, running my hands over my c**k and balls, damn that felt so good. Other times, I would wrap them around my d**k and balls as I stroked myself. I often wondered why women got to wear soft, silky undergarments while men were stuck wearing cotton.
My summer of fun with Gloria came to an end when we both left for different colleges where I had to keep my pantyhose fetish to myself. Most girls wore jeans or shorts to class but once in a while I was treated to
