Recently published as Unknown because of my mistake ... 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 time to pen. This is a slow construction story.

Do n't Use Mom 's Panties 1


I was plate for the winter intermission after my first semester of college. At 19 I had really enjoyed my time away from abode. I grew up a lot that semester. I had a few engagement, but zip serious. The guy wire at college all just seemed to want to get pledge and screw whatever comes near them. I stayed away from that shot and focused on my grades. I was a good daughter that 's for sure. But then I came home.

Mom was glad to deliver me at home. My vernal buddy was eighteen and still in his elder year of high school. He would n't finish his semester exams for a few Thomas More days. Since it was just the two of us home during the day, we were able to get a lot done for the upcoming vacation.

This morning while she was volunteering at the depository library, I was doing the laundry to surprise her. I pushed open the door to my brother 's room and walked in to get his canvas to dampen. I was immediately greeted by `` man scent. '' It was a mix of sweaty athletic clothes and his overpowering deodorant.

'' Just ingest a shower more often ! '' I thought to myself as I pulled back his quilt and began to strip the bed. I noticed a Brobdingnagian pot of clothes in the corner of the room and I made a genial bank bill to get along back for them later. Anything I could do to help Mom out would be appreciated. Dad works off shore on oil rigs in the disconnect of Mexico. He 's usually gone for a month, and then home for a week and then back on the rig again. This was his twelvemonth to work through Christmas, so Mom was n't all too excited about the approaching holidays.

As I pulled the bottom sheet from the corner where it was tucked in, I actually lifted up the mattress a bit. A spell of melanise material came flying out along with the weather sheet when it pulled free. I bent to pick it up when I realized it was a pair of step-in.

I stood there holding them for a bit. I was puzzled. How did a pair of panties end up under his mattress ? Just for a minute, I was destitute in my thoughts. They must have been in with the mainsheet 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 way. I had finally realized that my brother had put them there on purpose. A sexual purpose !

What was he doing with them ? Was he jacking off into them ? Rubbing off on them ? Was he wearing them ? These thoughts tumbled through my brain as I turned them over in my manpower. I wondered where he got them from. Some senior high school school hussy ? He did n't bear a girl that I knew of. I knew they were n't mine.

I held them up to the lightness to give them a skilful look. `` hoot ! '' I said out loud again. These were Mom 's panties ! The unit public went on suspension for a moment as I stood there in blow. To top it off, while holding the panties up to the light, I could see respective stain spots. His cum stains !

I sat down on the bed in a stupor. How could he ? The little deviate. His own mother ! Now do n't get me wrong. I love my buddy. He 's always been a booster and a protector, even though I was previous than him. But this ! This was a little too unearthly.

Should I tell Mom ? What if she already know ? All of these thoughts were scrambling my brain. I stood up and tossed the panties on top of the sheets in the wash basket and carried them downstairs.

He deserved it, but I knew I was n't going to turn him in. I did n't want to see my brother in that sort of hassle. Besides, it would ruin the holidays. So I set out to murder the evidence of the crime.

I used a dirt stick and liquid spot remover and scrubbed at his dried cum grunge until the pantie were fairly. 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 have been mixed in with my wearing apparel from my Thanksgiving misstep back domicile.

Mom told me thanks and that she 'd wondered what happened to them. I watched her carefully and I really reckon she had no melodic theme of what was really going on.

The rest of the good 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 destruct the holiday. I finally came up with a plan.

I wrote a bill that said, `` I know what you 've been doing. come see me. '' I signed it `` Sis '' and tucked the promissory note under the turning point of his mattress where he 'd been hiding the scanty. Then I went back to my room and register a magazine on my bed, but my persuasion kept drifting to ikon of my brother. I kept imagining what he was doing with the panties.

I thought of him wrapping the scanty around his stiff cock and stroking it, using the soft textile to palpate like a slippery kitty. Maybe he wrapped them around his peter and humped a pillow until he came, shooting his cum all over the pantie leaving those stains.

When I realized I was gently grinding my pelvic arch against the mattress, I could n't consider 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 sense myself getting hot and wet in my pussy. I squirmed a few times, feeling the lips of my pussy squishing.

I 'm explaining this so that you understand what happened next. That 's the aroused mood I was in when I heard the door downstairs slam shut as my pal announced his arrival home from school.

I heard him peach to Mom downstairs for a bit and then his overweight footed stone's throw running up the stairs. I could hunt his path by the dissonance he made. There 's the distinctive speech sound of him tossing his packsack into his way. I heard him stumble into the Hall and into the toilet. `` Why ca n't men at to the lowest degree pee to the face of the bowling ball ? '' I wondered as I heard his current hit the urine in the toilet bowl. Then he went back to his way and I heard his door close and then the phone of his ringlet engaging.

I wondered if this was his normal plan, to make out home and lock the door and squat off his thick peter with Mom 's panties. My heart was pounding in my chest as I waited to see how he would respond. It was understood in his way for a few second and then I heard his door unlock and surface.

His stride were much softer this time as he approached my room access and tapped lightly on it. `` Come in, '' I said lightly as I rolled a lilliputian to the side to look the doorway.

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

I gave him the raised eyebrow look. He knew exactly what I was asking with that silent look. `` okey, '' he whispered. `` I 'm burst. I 'm at your mercifulness. 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 force this a bit farther.

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

You could see the easing 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 explain to Mom. ``

I moved to a sitting positioning on the side of the bed facing my brother. Did I mention I was wearing comfy pajama pants and a tank ? The pant obviously were n't revealing but the tank top did do a practiced job of showing some segmentation. I 'm not overly endowed, but I do think I have gracious breasts. I flushed a piffling as I saw my sidekick 's eyes go straight to my cleavage.

'' Hey ! Up here. '' I said softly. It was his turn to get that blush look as he knew he was caught staring at me. `` Okay, so you did n't desire 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 instant scrubbing your cum stains out of them ? ``

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

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

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

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

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

I was floored. `` Why on worldly concern would you sense them ? '' I asked with shock in my voice.

He was embarrassed. `` I do n't get laid. It just ... well ... smells different I guess. ''

I had to quiet him. `` Okay, but why use Mom 's panties ? Do you want to get laid Mom ? ``

'' NO ! '' he said quickly. `` It 's not that. It 's just that she 's here, and a womanhood. It 's just ... I do n't cognise ! full stop asking me these questions. 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 adjoin my eye. `` No. '' he replied quickly. `` Well, not really. ``

'' What do you mean, not really ? Did you use my panty 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 commodity, but the smell was n't there. ``

Again, I did n't know what to say. cerebration were racing through my genius. All kinds of thoughts. Nasty mentation. Kinky opinion.

I finally came back to realism. `` So, what you 're saying is that if you had a pair of my victimised panty, 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 pantie ! ``

I pushed him out the threshold, then closed and locked it. I had to think this through. My pal was a steamy man and I was turned on at the thought of him jacking off with panties wrapped around his cock. Mom 's panty. 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 Thomas More it turned me on. After all, he 's just a horny teenage boy. I 'm a offspring adult charwoman. Boys are so silly, a hard worker to their fleshly desires after all. I stretched out on my bed, extending my stretchability until my toes were pointed straight. Then I pulled my human knee upward and circularize my legs. My manus went down between my leg. I could feel the heating and moistness coming from my kitty. I pressed my middle digit hard, pushing my panties and sweatpants into my pussy sassing. `` He 'd love the smell of these step-in 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 manus down my sweats and grabbed my panties and pulled them hard, giving myself a puss wedgie. I reached down and grabbed the sides and eased my engorged and slick pussy lips out the side of the panties. I coated them really good.

Then I pulled them completely to the incline so I could reach my button. I stroked it a few clip and thought about my brother using these same pantie on his turncock. `` Oh yes ! '' I mumbled. `` Do it ! Rub my wet panties all over your cock. Smell them. reek what a really turned on fair sex look like ! ``

I strummed away at my hard button. I was really soaked now. I came hard. I came tough intellection of my buddy jacking off. Would he allow for me a big cum stain ? I was oozing my juices big time. The crotch of my pantie 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 pants back on, grabbed the scanty and went to his room.

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

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

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

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