Recently published as Unknown because of my mistake ... now it 's back and I have more on the way ! Sorry, it 's in a serial mannequin, but that 's the lone way I have clip to write. This is a slow building story.

Do n't Use Mom 's step-in 1


I was home for the winter faulting after my first semester of college. At nineteen I had really enjoyed my time away from base. I grew up a lot that semester. I had a few escort, but nothing serious. The guy wire at college all just seemed to need to get imbibe and screw whatever comes near them. I stayed away from that vista and focused on my degree. I was a soundly female child that 's for certain. But then I came home.

Mom was glad to take in me at home plate. My younger blood brother was xviii and still in his senior year of high gear school. He would n't end his semester test for a few more days. Since it was just the two of us home during the day, we were able-bodied to get a lot done for the upcoming holiday.

This morning while she was volunteering at the library, I was doing the laundry to storm her. I pushed open the door to my brother 's elbow room and walked in to get his sheets to wash. I was immediately greeted by `` man smell. '' It was a mix of sweaty athletic clothes and his overpowering deodourant.

'' Just take a shower more often ! '' I thought to myself as I pulled back his comforter and began to strip the bed. I noticed a huge pile of clothes in the corner of the elbow room and I made a mental note to come back for them later. Anything I could do to help Mom out would be appreciated. Dad works off shore on oil equipage in the Gulf of Mexico. He 's usually gone for a month, and then house for a week and then back on the rig again. This was his yr to work through Christmas, so Mom was n't all too excited about the approaching holidays.

As I pulled the backside rag from the corner where it was tucked in, I actually lifted up the mattress a bit. A piece of blackness cloth came flying out along with the sheet of paper when it pulled disengage. I bent to pick 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 panties end up under his mattress ? Just for a minute, I was innocent in my cerebration. They must throw been in with the sheet 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 sidekick had put them there on aim. A sexual intention !

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

I held them up to the light to contribute them a dear look. `` prick ! '' I said out loud again. These were Mom 's panty ! The whole world went on interruption for a moment as I stood there in shock. To top it off, while holding the panties up to the Christ Within, I could see several stained musca volitans. His cum stains !

I sat down on the bed in a stupor. How could he ? The lilliputian pervert. His own mother ! Now do n't get me faulty. I love my comrade. He 's always been a Quaker and a protector, even though I was older than him. But this ! This was a little too weird.

Should I tell Mom ? What if she already cognize ? All of these thoughts were scrambling my brain. I stood up and tossed the pantie on top of the tack in the laundry hoop and carried them downstairs.

He deserved it, but I knew I was n't going to sprain him in. I did n't want to see my brother in that kind of trouble. Besides, it would ruin the holiday. So I set out to get rid of the evidence of the crime.

I used a stain stick and liquid blot remover and scrubbed at his dried cum stains until the panties were clean. I washed them with the sheets and dried them. Later that day I brought them from my way to Mom 's and told her they must have been mixed in with my clothes from my Thanksgiving misstep back home.

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

The rest period 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 demolish the holiday. 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 quoin of his mattress where he 'd been hiding the panties. Then I went back to my room and understand a magazine on my bed, but my thoughts kept drifting to image of my sidekick. I kept imagining what he was doing with the panties.

I thought of him wrapping the step-in around his stiff cock and stroking it, using the flaccid material to feel like a slippery pussy. Maybe he wrapped them around his cock and humped a pillow until he came, shooting his cum all over the panties leaving those soil.

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 feel myself getting hot and wet in my cunt. I squirmed a few sentence, feeling the brim of my puss squishing.

I 'm explaining this so that you understand what happened future. That 's the randy mood I was in when I heard the door downstairs slam shut as my comrade announced his arriver home from school.

I heard him talk to Mom downstairs for a bit and then his heavy hoof it stair running up the stairs. I could trace his track by the noise he made. There 's the distinctive sound of him tossing his backpack into his room. I heard him stumble into the hall and into the bath. `` Why ca n't men at to the lowest degree pee to the incline of the bowl ? '' I wondered as I heard his stream hit the weewee in the toilet bowl. Then he went back to his room and I heard his threshold close and then the sound of his lock engaging.

I wondered if this was his convention plan, to come home and shut away the doorway and jack off his thick cock with Mom 's panties. My heart was pounding in my dresser as I waited to see how he would respond. It was silent in his room for a few transactions and then I heard his door unlock and opened.

His step were much indulgent this meter as he approached my door and tapped lightly on it. `` Come in, '' I said lightly as I rolled a little to the side to present the door.

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

I gave him the raised brow look. He knew exactly what I was asking with that silent look. `` Okay, '' he whispered. `` I 'm wear. I 'm at your mercy. What do you want ? ``

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

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

You could see the relief in his whole trunk 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 explicate to Mom. ``

I moved to a sitting position on the side of the bed facing my brother. Did I mention I was wearing comfy pajama knickers and a tankful ? The pants obviously were n't revealing but the tank top did do a good job of showing some cleavage. I 'm not overly endowed, but I do guess I have nice breasts. I flushed a niggling as I saw my brother 's eyes go straight to my cleavage.

'' Hey ! Up here. '' I said softly. It was his good turn to get that blush look as he knew he was caught staring at me. `` okay, so you did n't want to explain 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 panties 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 go forth evidence lying around. ``

He looked up at me at that point and smiled. I had just revealed a hugger-mugger 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 sense them ? '' I asked with shock 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 calm him. `` Okay, but why use Mom 's panty ? Do you want to sleep with Mom ? ``

'' NO ! '' he said quickly. `` It 's not that. It 's just that she 's here, and a woman. It 's just ... I do n't eff ! hitch asking me these questions. I 've told you enough. ``

Then a mentation struck me. I had to know. `` Did you ever use my step-in ? '' I asked him.

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

'' What do you have in mind, 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 draftsman. I used the pink silklike ones. It felt thoroughly, but the smell was n't there. ``

Again, I did n't know what to say. thinking were racing through my brain. All kinds of thoughts. Nasty thoughts. Kinky thought process.

I finally came back to realism. `` So, what you 're saying is that if you had a pair of my used panty, you 'd jacklight off with them ? '' Was I overjealous of Mom ? Did I want him using my panties ? 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 crotchet ... 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 think this through. My crony was a corneous man and I was turned on at the thinking of him jacking off with pantie wrapped around his dick. 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 untested adult fair sex. Boys are so silly, a slave to their carnal desires after all. I stretched out on my bed, extending my stretch until my toes were pointed straight. Then I pulled my knees upward and spread my legs. My hand went down between my legs. I could feel the heat and damp coming from my pussy. I pressed my middle fingerbreadth heavy, pushing my panties and sweatpants into my pussy lips. `` He 'd love the olfactory property 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 handwriting down my stew and grabbed my panties and pulled them hard, giving myself a puss wedgie. I reached down and grabbed the sides and eased my ingurgitate and slick pussy lips out the sides of the step-in. I coated them really good.

Then I pulled them completely to the side so I could touch my button. I stroked it a few time and thought about my brother using these same panties on his turncock. `` Oh yes ! '' I mumbled. `` Do it ! Rub my wet step-in all over your stopcock. Smell them. Smell what a really turned on woman smells like ! ``

I strummed away at my hard clit. I was really soaked now. I came hard. I came severely mentation of my brother jacking off. Would he leave me a big cum stain ? I was oozing my juice big time. The genitals 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 knickers and step-in off. I put my pant back on, grabbed the panties and went to his room.

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

He was lying on his bed reading a fun mag. `` Yeah ? '' he asked looking up at me.

I walked over to his him and dropped the still warm and wet pantie on his face.

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