Recently published as unknown because of my misunderstanding ... now it 's back and I have more on the way ! Sorry, it 's in a serial form, but that 's the entirely way I have prison term to drop a line. This is a slow 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 nineteen I had really enjoyed my time away from home. I grew up a lot that semester. I had a few dates, but nothing serious. The Guy at college all just seemed to want to get drunk and screw whatever comes near them. I stayed away from that prospect and focused on my grades. I was a good little girl that 's for sure. But then I came home.

Mom was glad to have me at home. My unseasoned brother was XVIII and still in his fourth-year twelvemonth of high school. He would n't polish off his semester exams for a few 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 sunrise while she was volunteering at the depository library, I was doing the laundry to storm 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 scent. '' It was a mix of sweaty acrobatic clothes and his overpowering deodorant.

'' Just ask a shower more often ! '' I thought to myself as I pulled back his comforter and began to strip the bed. I noticed a vast cumulus of clothes in the recess of the room and I made a mental note to come back for them later. Anything I could do to serve Mom out would be appreciated. Dad works off shore on oil fishing gear in the Gulf of United Mexican States. He 's usually gone for a calendar month, and then home base for a week and then back on the rig again. This was his twelvemonth to make for through Noel, so Mom was n't all too excited about the approaching holidays.

As I pulled the bottom sheet from the niche where it was tucked in, I actually lifted up the mattress a bit. A piece of black material came flying out along with the canvas when it pulled free. I bent to pick it up when I realized it was a pair of panties.

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 second, I was innocent in my thoughts. They must have got been in with the plane 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 comrade had put them there on intent. A sexual aim !

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

I held them up to the Inner Light to pass on them a practiced look. `` Shit ! '' I said out loud again. These were Mom 's scanty ! The all humans went on break for a moment as I stood there in shock. To top it off, while holding the panty up to the lighter, I could see various stained touch. His cum stains !

I sat down on the bed in a stupor. How could he ? The niggling pervert. His own mother ! Now do n't get me improper. I love my brother. He 's always been a friend and a shielder, even though I was elder than him. But this ! This was a little too eldritch.

Should I tell Mom ? What if she already do it ? All of these mentation were scrambling my brain. I stood up and tossed the panty on top of the tabloid in the laundry 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 blood brother in that kind of worry. Besides, it would ruin the vacation. So I set out to remove the grounds of the crime.

I used a spot joystick and liquid state stain 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 experience been mixed in with my clothes from my Thanksgiving tripper back home.

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

The balance of the afternoon I debated what to say to my sidekick, 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 put down the holidays. 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 banker's bill under the corner of his mattress where he 'd been hiding the panty. Then I went back to my elbow room and read a cartridge clip 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 panty around his corpse cock and stroking it, using the soft fabric to feel like a slippery puss. Maybe he wrapped them around his cock and humped a pillow until he came, shooting his cum all over the pantie leaving those smear.

When I realized I was gently grinding my pelvis 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 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 horny humor I was in when I heard the door downstairs slam shut as my blood brother announced his arrival place from shoal.

I heard him talk to Mom downstairs for a bit and then his big footed stride running up the stairs. I could delineate his path by the noise he made. There 's the distinctive speech sound of him tossing his backpack into his way. I heard him falter into the hall and into the bathroom. `` Why ca n't men at least pee to the side of the arena ? '' I wondered as I heard his watercourse hit the water in the toilet bowl. Then he went back to his room and I heard his door close and then the audio of his lock engaging.

I wondered if this was his convention design, to come home and lock the room access and jack off his thick cock with Mom 's panty. My heart 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 stride were much indulgent this time as he approached my door and tapped lightly on it. `` Come in, '' I said lightly as I rolled a footling to the side to confront the room access.

He opened the door and quickly stepped inside. He looked at me sheepishly and showed me the promissory note. `` 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 soundless look. `` Okay, '' he whispered. `` I 'm wear out. 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 import, I decided to push this a bit farther.

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

You could see the ease in his whole 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 side of the bed facing my brother. Did I acknowledgment I was wearing comfy pyjama pants and a storage tank ? The pants obviously were n't revealing but the tank top did do a good job of showing some segmentation. I 'm not overly endowed, but I do call up I have nice breasts. I flushed a piffling as I saw my brother 's eyes go straight to my cleavage.

'' Hey ! Up here. '' I said softly. It was his turn to get that blushed look as he knew he was caught staring at me. `` OK, so you did n't need 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 scanty under your bed and why did I spend ten minute 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 allow evidence lying around. ``

He looked up at me at that point 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 sense them ? '' I asked with shock in my voice.

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

I had to calm him. `` Okay, but why use Mom 's panties ? Do you want to bonk Mom ? ``

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

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

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

'' What do you mean, not really ? Did you use my step-in 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 silky I. It felt good, but the olfactory property was n't there. ``

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

I finally came back to realness. `` So, what you 're saying is that if you had a duet of my utilise panty, you 'd jack up 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 shot ... for now. Go away. But stay away from Mom 's step-in ! ``

I pushed him out the doorway, then closed and locked it. I had to think this through. My buddy was a steamy man and I was turned on at the view of him jacking off with step-in wrapped around his hammer. Mom 's scanty. No, I did n't require 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 Sir Thomas More it turned me on. After all, he 's just a hornlike teenage boy. I 'm a Pres Young adult woman. son are so silly, a slave 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 knees upward and overspread my stage. My script went down between my legs. I could feel the heat and dampness coming from my cunt. I pressed my middle finger backbreaking, pushing my step-in 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 scanty and pulled them hard, giving myself a pussy wedgie. I reached down and grabbed the English and eased my engorged and slipperiness pussy lips out the sides of the scanty. I coated them really good.

Then I pulled them completely to the side so I could allude my clitoris. I stroked it a few clip and thought about my blood brother using these same scanty on his cock. `` Oh yes ! '' I mumbled. `` Do it ! Rub my wet panty all over your prick. Smell them. smell out what a really turned on cleaning woman smells like ! ``

I strummed away at my hard clit. I was really soaked now. I came hard. I came hard thinking of my buddy jacking off. Would he leave me a big cum grunge ? I was oozing my juices big metre. The crotch of my panty were completely soaked.

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

I hesitated at his room access 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 magazine. `` Yeah ? '' he asked looking up at me.

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

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