Hello fellow wet lookers,
It's mid to late spring here now and it's getting a little too warm to wear winter pyjamas. It's very hard to sleep in flannelette. I could possibly sleep in long cotton pyjamas but even these are a bit hot as you get a bit sweaty with the blankets over oneself. Thats why I've had a few early morning swims lately wearing my flannelette pyjamas in the early spring. I have also swum in the long cotton pyjamas now that it's a bit later into the spring season.The water is still a little cold but quite refreshing. It reminded me of something I once did while still a horny teenager. I was always forced to wear long winter flannelette pyjamas because my mother thought I would catch the death of cold even in summer. I would have to wear these pyjamas with underpants briefs, singlet vest and a white turtleneck skivvy underneath them. The long legs of my hot sweat inducing flannelette pyjamas would also be tucked into heavy woollen winter socks & winter slippers. I would get so hot that I'd nearly die & I couldn't sleep properly. I would sweat all night.

The only positive was when I had my first wet dreams. It came as quite a shock to wake up with strange cream in my underpants after such amazing & erotic dreams about swimming in clothes & pyjamas. The best ones involved swimming with girls either naked or fully clothed. Sometimes my pyjamas ended up so messy that I'd have to hide them under the house & sneak them into the washing machine. One night I couldn't stand it much longer. I decided to make flannelette pyjama swimming plans. I was as horny as Hell thinking about girls & swimming in wet pyjamas. I really did need to go in swimming wearing my pyjamas. There was a rather pretty girl staying in the next bedroom as part of a church youth program. I used to fantasize & dream about us swimming together in the small lake behind our house. I didn't think that there was any chance that she would do that with me however so I decided I would sneak out alone one moonlit night wearing the aforementioned night attire. I crept down to the lake & waded into the water. It was quite cold but very refreshing. I swam around & enjoyed the feeling of my pyjamas clinging to my body. I was as horny as hell and sporting a huge erection. I took care of that by blowing into my underpants and filling them with custard. I washed out my underpants and pyjamas in the lake and then I returned home. I had several pairs of the same type of pyjamas so I hid my wet pyjamas under the house changed into dry pyjamas, underpants briefs, singlet vest and long sleeved turtleneck skivvy, woolly socks & slippers and then I went back to bed.

The next day I was able to dry my pyjamas in the sun at a hidden location. On the second night I snuck out I was in the lake doing my thing when I heard a soft voice nearby on the shore. "Mind if I join you?" I nearly jumped out of my skin because here was that girl wearing the same outfit as me. She told me that it stood to reason. If I was to be forced to wear flannelette winter pyjamas then it was only fair that she suffered the same fate & it could be quite good fun swimming in our pyjamas together. She wasn't one to mess about so she waded straight in & we had a water fight & swam around as if it we were at a daytime pool party wearing bathing suits. It was a warm night and we explored each other's bodies touching each other in sensual places. It was the first time I had ever felt a girls body & it was wonderful. I could see & the outline of her bra & panties imprinted in the wet flannelette. Her breasts were fairly small because she was young but they were nicely shaped and they felt wonderful. We didn't have any sex because we were too frightened and being conditioned by strict Christianity we believed that we had to wait until marriage. My God that's hard in every sense of the word but we turned each other on just by rubbing our bodies together and using our hands to great effect. Our parents never found out because we became good at drying our pyjamas in the sun. Unfortunately she didn't stay long and It was hard because we had to sleep in separate bedrooms. We were watched very carefully to make sure that we would not misbehave. We did however sneak into bed together quite often once the adults had gone to sleep. The forbidden feeling of a girls body through flannelette pyjamas was more of a turn on than if she'd been naked. We did try stripping down completely naked a few times too it must be said but It was however the flannelette clad times that I enjoyed the most. I soon learnt how to finger a girl properly through trial & error during those times & I used to be quite good at rubbing pyjama clad spadge as well. I knew I'd gotten it right when the front of her pyjamas sported a big wet patch. It was a similar situation that she found herself in with me & as such she soon learnt how to beat me off in my pyjamas filling my underpants with yoghurt. I think the sheer filthyness of blowing into our underpants & pyjamas turned us both on enormously. I sure did miss that girl when she left. Her stay was far too short because both our parents suspected that we were more than just chirch mates however we did make the best that we could out of our situation. I asked for sex several times but because of our Christianity I was always told that it couldn't happenwithout marriage. Never mind. We still had lots of erotic fun because flannelette pyjamas can be quite sexy in the right situation. Wet or dry although I do love the way they cling to your body and wrinkle up when they get wet. The fact that they are so not supposed to get wet or be sexy I think is the big turn on. I took these photos fairly recently for you to enjoy. Unfortunately I am much older now but at least I can swim in my pyjamas whenever I please these days. I do admit that it's not quite the same as back then when it was so forbidden. Its a shame that we didn't have
cell phone cameras in those days. They were such happy horny adventures for ones like us who were so young & sexy
Cheers winter wooly wet boy.