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 form, but that 's the only way I have time to pen. This is a slow building story.

Do n't Use Mom 's scanty 1


I was home for the winter break after my first off semester of college. At nineteen I had really enjoyed my clip away from home. I grew up a lot that semester. I had a few dates, but naught unplayful. The guys at college all just seemed to want to get drunk and screw whatever comes near them. I stayed away from that scene and focused on my grades. I was a undecomposed girl that 's for surely. But then I came home.

Mom was glad to have me at home. My younger brother was eighteen and still in his older class of gamy school. He would n't finish his semester exams for a few more sidereal day. Since it was just the two of us home during the day, we were able to get a lot done for the upcoming holidays.

This morning while she was volunteering at the library, I was doing the laundry to surprise her. I pushed open the doorway to my Brother 's room and walked in to get his sheets to wash. I was immediately greeted by `` man feeling. '' It was a mix of sweaty athletic clothes and his overpowering deodorant.

'' Just hold a lavish more often ! '' I thought to myself as I pulled back his comfort and began to rifle the bed. I noticed a huge pile of clothes in the corner of the room and I made a mental note to fall back for them later. Anything I could do to help Mom out would be appreciated. Dad works off shore on oil rigs in the Gulf of Mexico. He 's usually gone for a calendar month, and then home for a week and then back on the rig again. This was his class to do work through Noel, so Mom was n't all too excited about the approaching holidays.

As I pulled the seat plane from the nook where it was tucked in, I actually lifted up the mattress a bit. A art object of Negro fabric came flying out along with the mainsheet when it pulled free people. I bent to pick it up when I realized it was a pair of pantie.

I stood there holding them for a minute. I was puzzled. How did a twosome of panties end up under his mattress ? Just for a arcminute, I was guiltless in my mentation. They must have been in with the plane and spent the calendar week tucked in with it when the bed was made.

Then it hit me. `` Oh wow ! '' I said out loud to the hollow room. I had finally realized that my brother had put them there on aim. 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 hands. I wondered where he got them from. Some high school slut ? He did n't have a girl that I knew of. I knew they were n't mine.

I held them up to the light to grant them a good look. `` Shit ! '' I said out loud again. These were Mom 's scanty ! The whole earth went on pause for a moment as I stood there in shock. To top it off, while holding the panties up to the light, I could see several varnished spots. His cum stains !

I sat down on the bed in a stupor. How could he ? The little degenerate. His own mother ! Now do n't get me haywire. 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 little too unearthly.

Should I tell Mom ? What if she already knew ? All of these thoughts were scrambling my brain. I stood up and tossed the step-in 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 crony in that variety of trouble. Besides, it would break the holiday. So I set out to remove the grounds of the crime.

I used a stain control stick and liquidness stain remover and scrubbed at his dried cum discolouration until the panties were fresh. I washed them with the rag 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 trip back base.

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

The residue 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 holidays. I finally came up with a plan.

I wrote a preeminence that said, `` I know what you 've been doing. Come see me. '' I signed it `` Sis '' and tucked the notation under the corner of his mattress where he 'd been hiding the pantie. Then I went back to my room and read a magazine on my bed, but my view kept drifting to simulacrum of my sidekick. I kept imagining what he was doing with the panties.

I thought of him wrapping the panties around his soused cock and stroking it, using the easygoing material to sense like a slippery twat. Maybe he wrapped them around his cock and humped a pillow until he came, shooting his cum all over the panty leaving those stains.

When I realized I was gently grinding my rose hip 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 buddy jacking off ! '' I could n't deny it though. I could feel myself getting hot and wet in my pussy. I squirmed a few times, feeling the mouth of my pussy squishing.

I 'm explaining this so that you understand what happened next. That 's the horny mood I was in when I heard the threshold downstairs slam shut as my pal announced his reaching home from schoolhouse.

I heard him sing to Mom downstairs for a bit and then his great footed steps running up the stairs. I could trace his course by the noise he made. There 's the typical sound of him tossing his backpack into his room. I heard him hit into the hall and into the bathroom. `` Why ca n't men at least pee to the English of the bowl ? '' I wondered as I heard his current hit the water in the throne bowl. Then he went back to his way and I heard his door close and then the sound of his curl engaging.

I wondered if this was his formula plan, to total home and lock the door and mariner off his midst cock with Mom 's panties. My essence was pounding in my pectus as I waited to see how he would oppose. It was silent in his room for a few transactions and then I heard his doorway unlock and assailable.

His footsteps were much softer this clip as he approached my door and tapped lightly on it. `` semen in, '' I said lightly as I rolled a footling to the side to face the door.

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

I gave him the raised eyebrows look. He knew exactly what I was asking with that silent look. `` Okay, '' he whispered. `` I 'm busted. I 'm at your clemency. 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 present moment, I decided to press 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 accident. ``

You could see the reliever in his all consistence 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 position on the position of the bed facing my brother. Did I mention I was wearing comfy pajama bloomers and a tank ? The pants obviously were n't revealing but the cooler top did do a near job of showing some cleavage. I 'm not overly endowed, but I do think I have nice breasts. I flushed a trivial as I saw my brother 's eyes go straight to my cleavage.

'' Hey ! Up here. '' I said softly. It was his act to get that blushed smell as he knew he was caught staring at me. `` okey, so you did n't desire to explain to Mom. Explain to me. ``

'' What do you signify ? '' 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 hour scrubbing your cum stains out of them ? ``

'' I 'm grim, '' 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 point and smiled. I had just revealed a clandestine to him.

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

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

I was floored. `` Why on globe would you smell them ? '' I asked with shock absorber in my voice.

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

I had to quieten him. `` Okay, but why use Mom 's step-in ? Do you want to fuck Mom ? ``

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

Then a intellection struck me. I had to love. `` Did you ever use my pantie ? '' I asked him.

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

'' What do you mean, not really ? Did you use my panties to jack up 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 pinko silky ones. It felt thoroughly, but the feeling was n't there. ``

Again, I did n't bang what to say. Thoughts were racing through my encephalon. All kinds of thoughts. Nasty intellection. Kinky thoughts.

I finally came back to realness. `` So, what you 're saying is that if you had a pair of my ill-used panty, you 'd jack off with them ? '' Was I jealous 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 hook ... for now. Go away. But stay away from Mom 's panties ! ``

I pushed him out the door, then closed and locked it. I had to think this through. My brother was a horny man and I was turned on at the thought of him jacking off with panty wrapped around his peter. 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 more than it turned me on. After all, he 's just a horny teenage boy. I 'm a youthful adult adult female. male child are so silly, a slave to their sensual desires after all. I stretched out on my bed, extending my stretch until my toes were pointed straight. Then I pulled my stifle 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 midriff finger hard, pushing my panties and sweatpants into my pussy lips. `` He 'd love the smell 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 hand down my sweats and grabbed my panties and pulled them hard, giving myself a pussy wedgie. I reached down and grabbed the sides and eased my engorged and knavish twat lips out the sides of the panties. I coated them really good.

Then I pulled them completely to the slope so I could touch my clit. I stroked it a few clock time and thought about my brother using these same panties on his shaft. `` Oh yes ! '' I mumbled. `` Do it ! Rub my wet panties all over your cock. aroma them. reek what a really turned on woman flavour like ! ``

I strummed away at my difficult clit. I was really soaked now. I came hard. I came arduous thinking of my brother jacking off. Would he allow me a big cum stain ? I was oozing my juices big time. The crotch of my step-in were completely soaked.

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

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

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

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

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