Recently published as unknown region because of my mistake ... now it 's back and I have more on the way ! Sorry, it 's in a series form, but that 's the only way I have time to write. This is a dumb building story.

Do n't Use Mom 's Panties 1


I was home for the wintertime breakage after my first semester of college. At 19 I had really enjoyed my time away from family. I grew up a lot that semester. I had a few dates, but nothing dangerous. The guys at college all just seemed to need to get drunk and screw whatever comes near them. I stayed away from that scene and focused on my grades. I was a practiced girl that 's for sure enough. But then I came home.

Mom was glad to sustain me at home. My vernal brother was eighteen and still in his fourth-year year of high shoal. He would n't land up his semester examination for a few more sidereal day. Since it was just the two of us dwelling during the day, we were able to get a lot done for the upcoming vacation.

This forenoon while she was volunteering at the library, I was doing the washing to storm her. I pushed open the threshold to my brother 's room and walked in to get his plane to wash. I was immediately greeted by `` man smell. '' It was a mix of sweaty athletic clothes and his overpowering deodorant.

'' Just direct a rain 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 dress in the corner of the room and I made a genial government note to come 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 class to work through Christmas, so Mom was n't all too excited about the approaching holidays.

As I pulled the undersurface weather sheet from the quoin where it was tucked in, I actually lifted up the mattress a bit. A piece of black textile came flying out along with the rag when it pulled costless. I bent to foot it up when I realized it was a duo of scanty.

I stood there holding them for a second. I was puzzled. How did a pair of panties end up under his mattress ? Just for a minute, I was barren in my thoughts. They must make 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-bellied elbow room. 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 idea tumbled through my brain as I turned them over in my hands. I wondered where he got them from. Some high school day adulteress ? He did n't bear a lady friend that I knew of. I knew they were n't mine.

I held them up to the light to pass them a good look. `` Shit ! '' I said out loud again. These were Mom 's panties ! The unscathed mankind went on pause for a bit as I stood there in stupor. To top it off, while holding the panty up to the luminosity, I could see various stained spots. His cum stains !

I sat down on the bed in a grogginess. How could he ? The footling pervert. His own female parent ! Now do n't get me incorrectly. I love my brother. He 's always been a acquaintance and a shielder, even though I was older than him. But this ! This was a little too weird.

Should I tell Mom ? What if she already knew ? All of these thoughts were scrambling my encephalon. I stood up and tossed the panty on top of the rag in the washing 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 kind of trouble. Besides, it would destroy the holidays. So I set out to remove the evidence of the crime.

I used a stain stick and liquidness grunge 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 room to Mom 's and told her they must stimulate been mixed in with my clothes from my Thanksgiving misstep back home plate.

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

The respite 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 holiday. I finally came up with a plan.

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

I thought of him wrapping the panty around his soused peter and stroking it, using the soft material to experience like a slippery pussy. Maybe he wrapped them around his cock and humped a pillow until he came, shooting his cum all over the scanty leaving those grease.

When I realized I was gently grinding my hips against the mattress, I could n't trust the response I was having. `` You slut ! '' I thought to myself. `` I 'm getting turned on thinking about my chum jacking off ! '' I could n't deny it though. I could feel myself getting hot and wet in my pussy. I squirmed a few time, feeling the lips of my twat squishing.

I 'm explaining this so that you understand what happened succeeding. That 's the horny mood I was in when I heard the door downstairs slam shut as my brother announced his arrival place from school.

I heard him talk to Mom downstairs for a bit and then his heavy footed stairs running up the stairs. I could trace his path by the noise he made. There 's the distinctive auditory sensation of him tossing his backpack into his room. I heard him stumble into the hall and into the lav. `` Why ca n't men at least pee to the side of the bowl ? '' I wondered as I heard his stream hit the piss in the stool bowl. Then he went back to his room and I heard his door close and then the strait of his lock chamber engaging.

I wondered if this was his normal plan, to come home and interlace the door and jack off his thick stopcock with Mom 's panties. My inwardness was pounding in my chest as I waited to see how he would react. It was silent in his room for a few minutes and then I heard his doorway unlock and open.

His footsteps were much subdued this metre as he approached my door and tapped lightly on it. `` come in, '' I said lightly as I rolled a petty to the incline to present the threshold.

He opened the threshold and quickly stepped inside. He looked at me sheepishly and showed me the government note. `` What 's this supposed to have in mind ? '' 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 busted. I 'm at your mercy. What do you need ? ``

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 push this a bit farther.

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

You could see the relief in his unharmed body 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 excuse to Mom. ``

I moved to a sitting position on the incline of the bed facing my brother. Did I mention I was wearing comfy pyjama pants and a tank ? The pants obviously were n't revealing but the cooler top did do a good job of showing some cleavage. I 'm not overly endowed, but I do think I have dainty tit. I flushed a piffling as I saw my pal 's eyes go straight to my cleavage.

'' Hey ! Up here. '' I said softly. It was his turn to get that redden tone as he knew he was caught staring at me. `` Okay, so you did n't need to excuse 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 leave evidence lying around. ``

He looked up at me at that point and smiled. I had just revealed a arcanum 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 shock in my voice.

He was embarrassed. `` I do n't have intercourse. It just ... well ... smells dissimilar I guess. ''

I had to calm him. `` okey, but why use Mom 's panty ? Do you require to have a go at it 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 know ! Stop asking me these interrogative sentence. I 've told you enough. ``

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

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

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

'' I tried, '' he admitted. `` It just was n't the Lapplander. I had to get yours from your draftsman. I used the pink silky ones. It felt good, but the smelling was n't there. ``

Again, I did n't know what to say. sentiment were racing through my brain. All sort of idea. Nasty thoughts. Kinky idea.

I finally came back to world. `` So, what you 're saying is that if you had a twosome of my used panty, you 'd jack off with them ? '' Was I jealous of Mom ? Did I want him using my scanty ? 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 detain away from Mom 's step-in ! ``

I pushed him out the threshold, then closed and locked it. I had to think this through. My brother was a steamy man and I was turned on at the thought process of him jacking off with scanty wrapped around his prick. Mom 's panties. No, I did n't want that at all. I was a bit envious. 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 Loretta Young adult woman. Boys are so silly, a hard worker 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 handwriting went down between my legs. I could feel the warmth and dampness coming from my pussy. I pressed my midriff finger's breadth hard, pushing my panties and sweat pants into my pussy sass. `` 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 script down my sweats and grabbed my panties and pulled them punishing, giving myself a pussy wedgie. I reached down and grabbed the slope and eased my congested and slick pussy lips out the sides of the step-in. I coated them really good.

Then I pulled them completely to the side of meat so I could touch my clit. I stroked it a few times and thought about my brother using these Saame panties on his cock. `` Oh yes ! '' I mumbled. `` Do it ! Rub my wet panties all over your peter. Smell them. smell out what a really turned on woman sense of smell like ! ``

I strummed away at my hard clit. I was really soaked now. I came hard. I came strong thinking of my brother jacking off. Would he allow me a big cum smirch ? I was oozing my succus big clock time. The privates of my scanty were completely soaked.

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

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

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

I walked over to his him and dropped the still tender and wet step-in on his case.

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