Recently published as stranger because of my fault ... now it 's back and I have more on the way ! Sorry, it 's in a series grade, but that 's the only way I have clip to write. This is a dim building story.

Do n't Use Mom 's Panties 1


I was home for the winter break after my first base semester of college. At xix I had really enjoyed my prison term away from home. I grew up a lot that semester. I had a few dates, but nothing serious. The guys at college all just seemed to want to get drunk and screw whatever comes near them. I stayed away from that tantrum and focused on my level. I was a good girl that 's for certainly. But then I came home.

Mom was glad to have me at nursing home. My untried sidekick was eighteen and still in his senior year of high school day. He would n't wind up his semester exams for a few more Clarence Day. Since it was just the two of us home during the day, we were capable to get a lot done for the approaching holidays.

This cockcrow while she was volunteering at the library, I was doing the laundry to surprise her. I pushed open the doorway to my brother 's way and walked in to get his piece of paper to wash out. I was immediately greeted by `` man smell. '' It was a mix of sweaty athletic dress and his overpowering deodorant.

'' Just take a shower more often ! '' I thought to myself as I pulled back his comforter and began to deprive the bed. I noticed a Brobdingnagian pile of apparel in the street corner of the way and I made a genial note to come back for them later. Anything I could do to help Mom out would be appreciated. Dad works off shore on oil swindle in the Gulf of Mexico. He 's usually gone for a month, and then domicile for a hebdomad and then back on the rig again. This was his year to work through Christmas, so Mom was n't all too excited about the approaching holidays.

As I pulled the butt sheet from the corner where it was tucked in, I actually lifted up the mattress a bit. A piece of black fabric came flying out along with the sheet when it pulled rid. I bent to piece it up when I realized it was a pair of panty.

I stood there holding them for a minute. I was puzzled. How did a pair of step-in end up under his mattress ? Just for a minute, I was guiltless in my thoughts. They must cause been in with the sail and spent the week tucked in with it when the bed was made.

Then it hit me. `` Oh wow ! '' I said out loud to the empty room. I had finally realized that my brother had put them there on purpose. A intimate purpose !

What was he doing with them ? Was he jacking off into them ? Rubbing off on them ? Was he wearing them ? These thought tumbled through my mastermind as I turned them over in my hands. I wondered where he got them from. Some high school slut ? He did n't give birth a girlfriend that I knew of. I knew they were n't mine.

I held them up to the igniter to establish them a dear look. `` Shit ! '' I said out loud again. These were Mom 's panty ! The whole populace went on pause for a bit as I stood there in seismic disturbance. To top it off, while holding the scanty up to the brightness, I could see several defile spots. His cum stains !

I sat down on the bed in a stupor. How could he ? The niggling deviant. His own female parent ! Now do n't get me wrongfulness. I love my brother. He 's always been a Friend and a guardian, even though I was older than him. But this ! This was a picayune too weird.

Should I tell Mom ? What if she already have intercourse ? All of these thoughts were scrambling my nous. I stood up and tossed the step-in on top of the sheets in the washables basketball hoop and carried them downstairs.

He deserved it, but I knew I was n't going to turn him in. I did n't desire to see my buddy in that kind of problem. Besides, it would ruin the holiday. So I set out to move out the grounds of the crime.

I used a soil stick and liquid mark remover and scrubbed at his dry cum smear until the panties were blank. I washed them with the sheets and dried them. Later that day I brought them from my room to Mom 's and told her they must deliver been mixed in with my clothes from my Thanksgiving trip back domicile.

Mom told me thanks and that she 'd enquire what happened to them. I watched her carefully and I really remember she had no idea of what was really going on.

The eternal sleep of the afternoon I debated what to say to my Brother, or if I should say anything at all. If he noticed them missing and then admitted to Mom that he 'd had them, that could destroy the holidays. I finally came up with a plan.

I wrote a billet that said, `` I know what you 've been doing. Come see me. '' I signed it `` Sis '' and tucked the note under the turning point of his mattress where he 'd been hiding the panties. Then I went back to my elbow room and read a powder store on my bed, but my thoughts kept drifting to images of my buddy. I kept imagining what he was doing with the panties.

I thought of him wrapping the panties around his stiff cock and stroking it, using the diffused material to find like a slippery kitty-cat. Maybe he wrapped them around his shaft and humped a pillow until he came, shooting his cum all over the scanty leaving those stains.

When I realized I was gently grinding my hips against the mattress, I could n't believe the reaction I was having. `` You slut ! '' I thought to myself. `` I 'm getting turned on thinking about my Brother jacking off ! '' I could n't deny it though. I could finger myself getting hot and wet in my pussy. I squirmed a few sentence, feeling the back talk of my pussy squishing.

I 'm explaining this so that you understand what happened succeeding. That 's the horny climate I was in when I heard the room access downstairs slam shut as my sidekick announced his arrival home from schooltime.

I heard him talk to Mom downstairs for a bit and then his heavy footed stair running up the stair. I could trace his path by the interference he made. There 's the distinctive audio of him tossing his knapsack into his room. I heard him stumble into the hall and into the bathroom. `` Why ca n't men at to the lowest degree pee to the English of the bowl ? '' I wondered as I heard his watercourse hit the piss in the lav roll. Then he went back to his way and I heard his door close and then the sound of his lock engaging.

I wondered if this was his normal architectural plan, to descend home and engage the doorway and jack off his thick cock with Mom 's panties. My heart was pounding in my bureau as I waited to see how he would respond. It was silent in his way for a few minutes and then I heard his door unlock and open.

His step were much easy this prison term as he approached my door and tapped lightly on it. `` seminal fluid in, '' I said lightly as I rolled a piddling to the side to face the doorway.

He opened the door and quickly stepped inside. He looked at me sheepishly and showed me the notation. `` What 's this supposed to think of ? '' He asked me.

I gave him the raised eyebrows look. He knew exactly what I was asking with that silent flavour. `` O.K., '' he whispered. `` I 'm bust. I 'm at your clemency. What do you require ? ``

I had n't expected that. I was n't blackmailing him. I was saving him. However, being a bit horny at the minute, I decided to push this a bit farther.

'' Do n't worry, '' I said with a sly smile. `` I took tending of it. I cleaned them and told Mom they were in my drawer by accident. ``

You could see the relief in his whole physical structure as the tension flowed out of it. Then he looked at me again. `` Thanks. I owe you a lot. That was n't something I wanted to explain to Mom. ``

I moved to a sitting placement on the side of the bed facing my brother. Did I cite I was wearing comfy pj's drawers and a tank ? The pants obviously were n't revealing but the armoured combat vehicle top did do a good job of showing some segmentation. I 'm not overly endowed, but I do opine I have nice chest. I flushed a little as I saw my chum 's eyes go straight to my cleavage.

'' Hey ! Up here. '' I said softly. It was his turn to get that crimson look as he knew he was caught staring at me. `` OK, so you did n't want to explicate to Mom. Explain to me. ``

'' What do you mean ? '' he stammered.

'' You know exactly what I mean, '' I replied. `` Why do you have Mom 's panty under your bed and why did I spend ten minutes scrubbing your cum stains out of them ? ``

'' I 'm sorry, '' he muttered. `` It 's just that ... .well, I umm .... ''

'' Hey, '' I reassured him. `` I masturbate too. I just do n't leave evidence lying around. ``

He looked up at me at that dot and smiled. I had just revealed a secret to him.

'' So, tell me what you do, '' I said. `` Just tell me. ``

'' Well ,'he began. `` I umm, smell them. Then I wrap them around myself and stroke it. ``

I was floored. `` Why on Earth would you smell them ? '' I asked with stupor in my voice.

He was embarrassed. `` I do n't have a go at it. It just ... well ... smells different I guess. ''

I had to still him. `` Okay, but why use Mom 's panty ? Do you desire to jazz Mom ? ``

'' NO ! '' he said quickly. `` It 's not that. It 's just that she 's here, and a charwoman. It 's just ... I do n't know ! stoppage asking me these interrogation. I 've told you enough. ``

Then a thought struck me. I had to know. `` Did you ever use my panties ? '' I asked him.

He could n't satisfy my eye. `` No. '' he replied quickly. `` well, not really. ``

'' What do you mean, not really ? Did you use my panties to jack off with or not ? ''

'' I tried, '' he admitted. `` It just was n't the same. I had to get yours from your drawer. I used the pinko silky ones. It felt in force, but the smell was n't there. ``

Again, I did n't know what to say. Thoughts were racing through my mind. All form of sentiment. Nasty thoughts. Kinky thoughts.

I finally came back to realism. `` So, what you 're saying is that if you had a pair of my used pantie, you 'd jack off with them ? '' Was I jealous of Mom ? Did I want him using my panty ? This was getting really weird.

He stammered out, `` Umm, I guess so. Why ? Are you offering ? '' He said with a smirk.

'' No ! '' I replied. `` You 're off the hook ... for now. Go away. But stay away from Mom 's panties ! ``

I pushed him out the doorway, then closed and locked it. I had to call up this through. My comrade was a horny man and I was turned on at the thought of him jacking off with scanty wrapped around his tool. Mom 's pantie. No, I did n't want that at all. I was a bit jealous. I wanted him to do it with mine ! Oh my !

The more I thought about it, the more it turned me on. After all, he 's just a horny teenage boy. I 'm a young adult woman. Boys are so silly, a striver to their carnal desires after all. I stretched out on my bed, extending my reaching until my toes were pointed straight. Then I pulled my articulatio genus upward and broadcast my legs. My hired hand went down between my ramification. I could feel the heat and moistness coming from my puss. I pressed my middle fingerbreadth hard, pushing my panties and sweatpants into my pussy sass. `` He 'd sleep with the olfactory modality of these panties right now, would n't he ? '' I thought to myself.

'' Oh shit ! '' Did I just say that ? I did. I thought it and I wanted it.

I pushed my bridge player down my sweats and grabbed my panties and pulled them strong, giving myself a puss wedgie. I reached down and grabbed the side and eased my engorged and cunning pussycat lips out the English of the panties. I coated them really good.

Then I pulled them completely to the face so I could concern my clit. I stroked it a few times and thought about my brother using these Saami panties on his cock. `` Oh yes ! '' I mumbled. `` Do it ! Rub my wet panties all over your rooster. Smell them. Smell what a really turned on woman smell like ! ``

I strummed away at my hard clit. I was really soaked now. I came hard. I came hard cerebration of my chum jacking off. Would he leave alone me a big cum stain ? I was oozing my juice big prison term. The crotch of my panties were completely soaked.

I was still shivering with my orgasm when I lifted my hips off of the bed and took my pants and panties off. I put my gasp back on, grabbed the step-in and went to his room.

I hesitated at his door before trying the thickening. Another coming earth tremor rippled through me. I opened the threshold without knocking and walked in.

He was lying on his bed reading a sports magazine publisher. `` Yeah ? '' he asked looking up at me.

I walked over to his him and dropped the still ardent and wet pantie on his expression.

'' Now, show me what you do. '' I told him. `` I want to see you how you do it. ''