Don’t Use Mom’s Panties 1

Don’t Use Mom’s Panties, Part 1 of 2
by Gardner Martin

I was home for the winter break after my first semester of college. At nineteen, I had really enjoyed my time away from home. I grew up a lot that semester. I’d had a few dates, but nothing serious. 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 good girl that’s for sure. But then I came home.

Mom was glad to have me at home. My younger brother was eighteen and still in his senior year of high school. He wouldn’t finish 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 holidays.

This morning while Mom was volunteering at the 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 sheets to wash. I was immediately greeted by “man smell.” It was a mix of sweaty athletic clothes and his overpowering deodorant.

“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 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 rigs in the Gulf 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 year to work through Christmas, so Mom wasn’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 piece of black cloth came flying out along with the sheet 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 minute, I was innocent in my thoughts. They must have 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 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 hands. I wondered where he got them from. Some high school slut? He didn’t have a girlfriend that I knew of. I knew they weren’t mine.

I held them up to the light to give them a good look. “Shit!” I said out loud again. These were Mom’s panties! The whole world 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 stained spots. His cum stains!

I sat down on the bed in a stupor. How could he? The little pervert. His own mother! Now don’t get me wrong. I love my brother. He’s always been a friend 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 knew? All of these thoughts were scrambling my brain. I stood up and tossed the panties on top of the sheets in the laundry basket and carried them downstairs.

He deserved it, but I knew I wasn’t going to turn him in. I didn’t want to see my brother in that kind of trouble. Besides, it would ruin the holidays. So I set out to remove the evidence of the crime.

I used a stain stick and liquid 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 room to Mom’s and told her they must have been mixed in with my clothes from my Thanksgiving trip back home.

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

The rest 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 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 note 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 brother. I kept imagining what he was doing with the panties.

I thought of him wrapping the panties around his stiff cock and stroking it, using the soft 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 stains.

When I realized I was gently grinding my hips against the mattress, I couldn’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 couldn’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 mood I was in when I heard the door downstairs slam shut as my brother announced his arrival home from school.

I heard him talk to Mom downstairs for a bit and then his heavy footed steps running up the stairs. I could trace his path 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 bathroom. “Why can’t men at least pee to the side of the bowl?” I wondered as I heard his stream hit the water in the toilet bowl. Then he went back to his room and I heard his door close and then the sound of his lock engaging.

I wondered if this was his normal plan, to come home and lock the door and jack off his thick cock with Mom’s panties. 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 door unlock and open.

His footsteps were much softer this time as he approached my door and tapped lightly on it. “Come in,” I said lightly as I rolled a little to the side to face the door.

He opened the door and quickly stepped inside. He looked at me sheepishly and showed me the 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 silent look. “Okay,” he whispered. “I’m busted. I’m at your mercy. What do you want?”

I hadn’t expected that. I wasn’t blackmailing him. I was saving him. However, being a bit horny at the moment, I decided to push this a bit farther.

“Don’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 relief in his whole body as the tension flowed out of it. Then he looked at me again. “Thanks. I owe you a lot. That wasn’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 mention I was wearing comfy pajama pants and a tank? The pants obviously weren’t revealing but the tank top did do a good job of showing some cleavage. I’m not overly endowed, but I do think I have nice breasts. I flushed a little 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. “Okay, so you didn’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 don’t leave 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 smell them?” I asked with shock in my voice.

He was embarrassed. “I don’t know. It just…well…smells different I guess.”

I had to calm him. “Okay, but why use Mom’s panties? Do you want to fuck Mom?”

“NO!” he said quickly. “It’s not that. It’s just that she’s here, and a woman. It’s just…I don’t know! 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 couldn’t meet my eye. “No.” he replied quickly. “Well, not really.”

“What do you mean, not really? Did you use my panties to jack off with or not?”

“I tried,” he admitted. “It just wasn’t the same. I had to get yours from your drawer. I used the pink silky ones. It felt good, but the smell wasn’t there.”

Again, I didn’t know what to say. Thoughts were racing through my brain. All kinds of thoughts. Nasty thoughts. Kinky thoughts.

I finally came back to reality. “So, what you’re saying is that if you had a pair of my used panties, 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 panties wrapped around his cock. Mom’s panties. No, I didn’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 young adult woman. 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 moistness coming from my pussy. I pressed my middle finger hard, pushing my panties and sweatpants into my pussy lips. “He’d love the smell of these panties right now, wouldn’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 slick pussy lips out the sides of the panties. I coated them really good.

Then I pulled them completely to the side so I could touch my clit. I stroked it a few times and thought about my brother using these same panties on his cock. “Oh yes!” I mumbled. “Do it! Rub my wet panties all over your cock. 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 hard thinking of my brother jacking off. Would he leave me a big cum stain? I was oozing my juices big time. The crotch 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 pants and panties off. I put my pants back on, grabbed the panties and went to his room.

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I hesitated at his door before trying the knob. 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 panties on his face.

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

My brother slowly pulled my panties away from his face and looked up at me and asked, “Are you sure about this? You want to watch me get off?”

“Yes!” I whispered urgently. “Now hurry up and do it before I change my mind.”

I watched his hips lift upward off of the bed as he slid his pants and underwear down to his knees. His cock was stiff and I was spellbound as if in a trance as I watched it bend down with his underwear and then spring back as the waistband released it. It slapped his abdomen with force as it sprang back.

He watched me staring at it and he flexed his muscles making it bounce upward a few times. He laughed at my reaction. “Well?” he asked.

I didn’t understand what he meant at first but then I realized he wanted my opinion. “It’s very nice,” I told him softly. “I mean, I haven’t really, ummm, seen one like this before. I’ve only felt it through their pants.”

“You can tough me,” he said hoarsely. He swallowed and cleared his throat. This was affecting him as well as me. “Go ahead.”

I got down on my knees beside his bed. I gave it a good look. He was big, but I didn’t really have much to compare it to. It twitched again as I looked at it. I glanced over at his face and he smiled back at me. It was an amazing thing, really. I had seen him in our younger years but it was all soft and squishy back then. This thing…this man thing was now stiff and engorged. It has veins along the side and a big reddish-pink helmet head on top. I couldn’t imagine how I was going to fit that thing inside of me.

Correction: Not inside of me! I mean, not his thing. Not my brother’s cock. Nope. That wasn’t going to happen. But in the back of my mind, I knew as wet and hot as my pussy still was that it would probably slide right in as deep as it would go.

I physically shook my head and said, “No.” I leaned back and looked at him. “You touch it. Stroke it. Pull it. Do whatever it is you do. Quickly before Mom comes up here and gets us for dinner.”

My brother reached down and wrapped his hand around his thick cock and squeezed it. I watched as the head swelled a bit and a small drop of moisture came out of the hole on top. “What’s that?” I whispered. “Did you just cum?”

I thought he might laugh at me, but he seriously answered my question. “No. That’s pre-cum. It’s slick. It’s supposed to help when we have sex, so I slide into you easier.”

“You mean when you have sex with a girl,” I told him. “WE are not going to have sex. Besides, I don’t think I can fit that thing inside of me.”

That filled him with pride, me telling him his cock was huge. He began stroking it. He wrapped his thumb and index finger around it and began sliding it up and down. I just kept watching that cock. It just seemed to get harder and thicker as he stroked it.

After about thirty seconds of this, other movement caught my eye and I watched him slowly move the panties up to his face. He took a deep breath in, savoring the smell.

“Oh wow!” he whispered, “this is amazing. I love the smell. Did you just cum in these?”

“Yeahhhh,” I moaned softly. I don’t even think I realized I had told him that. I was in a trance watching the droplets ooze from the tip of his cock. After I said that though, his hand began going faster and faster.

“Oh, yeah!” he groaned softly. His hand began to be a blur. He was really doing it. He was going to cum! I was watching my brother jack off and he was about to spurt.

Unconsciously, my hand had gone down to my pussy and I was gently rubbing myself.

“Are you about to cum?” I asked him.

“Yessss,” he whispered urgently.

“Do it!’ I urged him. “Cum for me! Shoot that stuff out for me.”

Suddenly his hand froze and a rope of white cream shot out from his cock. I watched it all as if in slow motion. It flew a few inches upward and landed on his belly, just above his pubic hair. His hand stroked again and another spurt shot out, this one going a bit further. He slammed his head back hard against his pillow as the next few spurts shot out, these just oozing out really and coating his hand and cock.

I could smell the scent of it as his hand held his cock but stopped stroking. His hips would flex a few times as it slowly wore off.

“Wow!” we both said at the same time and then laughed.

“That was incredible!” I whispered back.

He took my panties away from his face and smiled weakly at me. “Thanks.”

I watched mesmerized as he slowly wiped his cum from his stomach and hands with my panties. When he wrapped them around his cock to clean it, his whole body shook again with a shudder. “Still sensitive,” he whispered.

I stood up and looked down at him. “Well,” I said and paused. “Thank you. That was a learning experience.” I turned to go.

“Wait!” he said with urgency. I turned to look at him. “Can we do this again?” He asked with a pleading look.

“I don’t think so,” I said with a smile. “But this was incredible. Thank you for showing me.”

He held out my cum-covered panties to me. I shook my head.

“Just keep them for the week.” I told him. “I don’t want you using Mom’s panties and get into trouble. If Dad found out, he’d kick your ass.”

“Okay,” he said. “I won’t.”

I walked over to him. “Seriously,” I told him. “You can’t do this. Using Mom’s panties is just wrong. It could cause a lot of problems that we don’t need. If you need new ones, I’ll give you mine.”

He looked up at me in disbelief and said, “Really? You’re going to let me use your panties to jack off with?”

“Look,” I replied. “Yes, I’m your sister and I love you. If I have to help you with your perverted hormones to keep you from trouble I will.”

I watched him put my soaked panties back on his deflating cock as I left the room and closed his door.

Later, we ate dinner with Mom as if nothing had happened. We watched TV for a bit and then Mom made him go study for his semester finals. It reminded me that I was so glad I was done with mine.

Mom and I watched a few shows and then I went up to my room. I changed into my pajamas. Well, just a big t-shirt and panties, but it was what I slept in. I was brushing my hair listening to the radio when I heard a light tapping on my door.

“Come in,” I said, but not too loud. I had an idea of who it would be.

My brother opened the door and stepped inside. He closed the door quietly and stood there. There was a questioning look on his face, almost pleading. My eyes dropped down to his boxers where his cock was making a giant tent.

I looked back at him and met his eyes. “Okay, once more. But then that’s it.” I told him firmly.

As he slid his boxers down revealing that thick cock, I knew in my mind that this wouldn’t be the end.

He started stroking his cock right in front of me. I turned in my chair, but continued to absent-mindedly brush my hair. My eyes were focused on his thick cock and the reddish-pink head as his hand stroked back and forth.

“You don’t have my panties,” I observed. “Is it going to work?”

“I don’t need them if you’re going to be watching me,” he said with a slight grin.

That stunned me. I thought that it was the panties that turned him on. I had a lot to learn about men and their desires.

“You mean…” I began, “you mean you’re turned on by…ME?”

“Well, yeah!” He said proudly. “Sis, you’re so beautiful. I’ve been thinking about this afternoon all evening.”

I had stopped brushing my hair and was just frozen in place. This was getting too weird.

“Mark, you can’t be getting turned on by me,” I told him. “First, I’m your sister and you shouldn’t even be thinking of me that way. Second, I’m not even sexy at all so that shouldn’t be doing it.”

“Then explain why I’m like this,” he said as he moved a few feet closer to me. His cock seemed to grow larger as he moved closer to me. A drop of pre-cum oozed out and began to drip onto my floor.

“Watch out!” I whispered urgently. “You’re about to drip onto the carpet!”

He just grinned and kept on stroking away. I watched the droplet as it grew and began to break away from the tip of his cock. If he wasn’t going to do something, I was going to have to do it.

I reached over quickly, putting my hand underneath his cock. I could feel the heat coming from him as he gave his cock a really hard squeeze. The drop fell into the palm of my hand. I pulled my hand away from him as if I’d put it on a hot stove.

“Yeah, that’s it,” he moaned. “Let me cum in your hand!”

I stared at the single drop in my hand. It had landed in the center of my palm and I found myself moving my other hand toward it. I was in a daze as I touched the tip of my index finger to it. I moved it around. It was slick. I understood now how that would help us have sex. His cock was so huge and thick that I would need to coat his whole shaft with this for it to fit inside of me. My mind wandered to a picture of me lying on my back on the bed while he moved above me, his cock about to slide inside my pussy.

“Let me cum in your hand!” He said urgently. That woke me up from my trance.

“What? No!” I whispered back at him. “You’re not doing that!”

“I’m going to cum, Sis!” He said quickly. “I’m about to cum right now!”

I looked frantically around for something. A towel, tissue, something! I looked over at him and his hips were pumping toward me. It was too late.

“Okay!” I hissed at him. “Just do it!” I cupped my hands underneath his cock. He pumped away faster and faster. In the split second before his hand froze on his cock I flashed back to earlier and I remembered the strength of it as it shot out of him. I knew I wouldn’t be able to catch it in my hands.

“No!” I almost shouted. “Wait!”

It was too late. A string of white cum about 4 inches long spurted from his cock and landed on my left arm just above my wrist. I could feel how hot it was. I instinctively put my palm up to stop the next spurt and it splatted into my hand. I had to use my other hand to catch it from dripping to the carpet. The next spurt actually hit me in the chest!

“Yeah!” he moaned. “That is so hot!” He continued stroking in short pumps, his hips pounding into the air between us violently.

I was covered in his cum! The last few strokes produced just a bit and I was able to catch this in my cupped hands.

I looked up at my brother with a mixed look of disgust and amazement on my face. His face held satisfied relief and a bit of amusement.

“I’m so sorry, Sis,” he said with sincerity. “I just couldn’t hold back.”

“Yeah, whatever!” I whispered angrily. “Now get out so I can clean up. Your cum is all over me!”

He pulled on his boxers and left the room. I sat there for a few seconds wondering what the hell I was going to do. The cum in my hand was sliding around and about to fall off of my hand. I guess my reaction was instinctive? Some hidden trait from deep inside of me?

I licked it up. I actually put my hand to my mouth and licked up my brother’s cum juices from my hand. The taste was, well, nothing really. I don’t know what I was expecting from it. I guess it was a bit salty, like sweat would taste. It wasn’t bad though. In fact, I was getting a bit turned on by the whole idea of what I was doing. I was licking up my brother’s cum that he had just jacked off onto me!

I sat there like a kitten licking up spilled milk. I brought my arm around and licked it where it had landed there. I even pulled my shirt off and sucked the cum from where it landed on my chest. I was licking my hands and wrist when I caught movement in the corner of my eye.

I looked over to the wall and caught myself in the reflection in my full length mirror. I was topless now and licking my hands and arm with my tongue. “Oh, wow!” I thought to myself. “You’re a slut. I’m a cum slut.”

I felt my nipples harden and I turned until I was facing the mirror. I took the last droplet of cum I could find and rubbed it onto my left nipple. I was so nasty!

In seconds I was lifting my hips and sliding my panties off. Totally nude, I sat in front of my mirror and masturbated. It was so sexy seeing myself in a new way. I watched my own fingers spread my pussy lips until I could see the wetness inside. For the first time, I really saw my clit and how aroused it was.

I thought back to what my brother had just done. I thought about how he’d really like to see me right now. I just knew he would jack himself off again looking at this view!

That was all it took. A few rubs against my clit and I came hard. I could see my pussy clinch and release as my orgasm took over my body. It was incredible. I pulled my cum-stained shirt back on and slowly crawled up into the bed. I slept the contented sleep of the sexually satisfied.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

The next few days were a blur of holiday activity. Dad was able to call home on Christmas Eve so that made Mom a both happy and sad since she missed him. Mark hadn’t come to me for his sexual needs for three days. I chalked it up to just being busy with the holidays.

The day after Christmas, Mom went shopping to return some gifts and we were alone in the house. I puttered around, cleaning up a bit and just being lazy. Mark must be sleeping late as he didn’t come out of his room. Finally, I just decided to be lazy and pamper myself.

I took a long, hot, relaxing bath in the tub. I even used scented candles and brought the radio into the bathroom. I shaved my legs and I think they’d never been smoother. I was rubbing lotion on my legs and looked into the bathroom mirror and caught the reflection of my naked body.

Mesmerized, I squirted a bit of lotion onto my fingers. I watched myself in the mirror as I slowly rubbed the lotion onto my breasts. My nipples were screaming for attention so I put a bit of lotion on them and then twisted and pulled on them.

I thought of Mark. I thought of how he had held his thick cock in front of me and shot his cum all over me. I wondered why he hadn’t come back to me for more. Suddenly, I had to know.

I grabbed my robe and left the bathroom and turned down the hall to his room. I opened his door without knocking. He was, just as I had predicted, just sleeping the day away. He was sleeping in only his boxers as we lived in Houston where Christmas was usually warm.

He looked up at me and smiled. “G’morning,” he mumbled.

“It’s been a few days,” I said with a knowing smile. “You haven’t raided Mom’s panties again have you?”

“Nope,” he said with a grin reaching under the sheet. “I still have the pair you gave me. It’s been all I needed lately.” He pulled out the pair of my panties to show me.

“You’ve already done it today?” I asked him incredulously. The boy is a sex machine!

“Yeah,” he responded, a little embarrassed.

“How often do you have to do that in a day?” I asked him.

“It’s not that I have to,” he responded. “It’s that I want to do it. But to answer your question, usually about five times.”

“Oh my gosh!” I said. “How do you even function if you need relief that much?”

“Well, I get by,” he said with a grin. “But it’s better to get by with a little help from my friends…or family.”

It had been three days. Three days since I watched him and then let him cum on me.

“Do you need to do it again?” I asked. “I mean, is it time already?”

He pushed the sheet down and said, “You tell me.”

His cock was making another tent in his boxers. It seemed larger than before.

I licked my lips and felt a tingle between my legs.

“Well,” I began, “if you need to do it…I’m here to help you. As long as this keeps you out of Mom’s panty drawer.”

“Can I cum in your hands again?” He asked as he slid around to stand up.

I looked over at him and said, “Yeah, that was the plan last time and you came all over my shirt.”

“I didn’t really mean to do that, you know.” He said with sincerity in his voice. “I just never know how powerful it’s going to be. Plus, looking at you just made it even more intense.”

As he said this, he stood up and slid his boxers down to his ankles. Once again I was staring at his hard, thick cock.

I found myself saying, “Well, I don’t want to ruin this robe…” My voice faded as I undid the robe and let it fall to the ground. I was now completely naked in front of my brother.

“Just cum on me,” I told him. “I can always take another bath.”

“Oh my gosh, Ashley!” my brother said in a rush of breath. “I can’t believe this! You’re absolutely gorgeous!”

I had just dropped my robe in front of my brother. I was totally naked and if he would just kick his boxers off of his ankles, he would be also.

“You’ve got me thinking about this all of the time,” I told him. “I’m going back to school soon and I wanted to show you my body.”

“Damnnnnnn,” he muttered again. I noticed that his cock was extremely hard and he hadn’t even touched it yet.

“Well, are you going to stroke it and shoot that hot cum on your sister’s naked body or not?” I teased him.

“Oh yeah!” he said in a deeper voice that I had never heard from him before. He stepped closer and started stroking his cock. I’m a year older than him, but my brother at eighteen was taller than me by a few inches. I stepped closer to him and then slowly went down to my knees.

I looked up at him and his big cock was just inches away from my face. His view looking down at me drove him crazy.

“Ashley, this is so crazy!” He moaned. “I’m not going to last for long!” He continued stroking faster and faster.

Again, I felt myself going into that trance-like state. I slowly raised my right hand and reached out with my index finger to remove the pre-cum drop from his cock.

I touched it! I can’t believe I just touched my brother’s cock! I leaned backward, using my left hand for support and touched my fingertip to my left nipple. I smeared his pre-cum around it.

“Oh wow!” he groaned. “I’m cumming!”

“On my tits! Cum on my tits!” I said quickly. I grabbed my breasts and held them up as a target for his cock.

He grunted once loudly and shot a big spurt of cum onto my chest. He and I both moaned loudly. His next spurt landed right in the center of my cleavage. It was so warm and wet as it shot from his body onto mine. He leaned forward and milked his cock, stroking and squeezing until it all landed on my breasts.

Finally, he collapsed back onto his bed, his cock still twitching as his body shook.

“Mark,” I said softly. “You just came all over my breasts. Your sister’s naked breasts.”

“Yeah,” he moaned from the bed. “You’re the best sister in the world.”

“You’d better believe it!” I told him as I struggled to my feet. I had to keep a hand on my breasts to keep the cum from dripping off. “I’m going to take a shower.”

I walked quickly back to the bathroom. Inside I closed and locked the door and then took a good look in the mirror. My chest was covered in his cum juice. I stared at my reflection and smeared it all over my tits, paying extra attention to my erect nipples.

“Mmmmm,” I moaned. It felt so good! I lifted my cum smeared hand and licked it clean. I was growing used to the taste.

I jumped into the shower and spent a few minutes under the hot spray removing the sticky remnants of my brother’s cum. Then I took a few minutes to get myself off using the attached spray hose. The pulsating water was just what I needed to spray onto my clit.

I dried off with a big towel and then turned to grab my robe. I then remembered it was still in my brother’s room. I wrapped the towel around me and went to retrieve my robe.

Amazingly, Mark was still passed out on the bed. I took a minute to admire his naked body. He was in great shape. His cock was soft and resting against his abdomen. I couldn’t resist.

I walked quietly over to his bed. I leaned over and gave his cock a little kiss. Just a peck. I looked over at him and he hadn’t moved. Boldly, I leaned close again and licked his cock up the length of it. That made him twitch.

I quickly grabbed my robe from the floor and left the room.

That’s pretty much how the rest of the break went. Whenever Mom was out of the house, my brother would come running to find me. I saw it as a kind of responsibility. I was helping my brother out and I was keeping him away from Mom’s panties. He would find me and give me that pleading look. Sometimes I would just watch him while he jacked off. I’d grab some bathroom tissue and catch his cum juice in that.

Sometimes I would take my top and bra off and let him shoot his cum onto me. Whenever I would let him cum on my breasts, I always ran to the bathroom afterward. He probably thought I was just cleaning up, but instead I was staring at my naked breasts in the mirror, covered in his cum. Then, I would watch myself as I licked it all up.

Those bathroom cum-licking sessions always ended the same. I masturbated. Sometimes I would remove all of my clothes and just rub myself off. Other times I would just press my clit up against the bathroom counter. If I pushed and moved just the right way, I could bring myself to orgasm. One day, I straddled and rode the side of the bathtub and that was fantastic. I started doing that whenever I’d take a long bath.

He went back to school before I did. I started my second semester of college one week after he returned for his senior year. I let him use me every chance he could. He would find me after school and then again before he went to bed. It was as if we were trying to do it as much as we could before our time ran out. We both knew the day was coming that I’d be leaving for school again.

I’m surprised that Mom didn’t notice my lack of underwear in the dirty clothes in that last week. I was saving them for Mark. I wore a few different pairs that week and each time I could find the time, I would rub and pull the crotch deep in between my pussy lips. I coated them each time I masturbated. I put them into some plastic bags to keep them fresh for him.

We found a spot underneath his bed where there was a rip in his bedsprings. He agreed to only use them when he needed them. I warned him again not to use Mom’s panties, especially after all that I had done for him.

We never had sex. I never touched him other than those few times and that didn’t really even count. It was just the unspoken agreement that we had. We were both getting our sexual frustrations taken care of, and that’s where we left it. But the night before I left for school, I went a bit too far.

He came to me that night and I was ready for him. My pussy was so wet and hot and I should have known not to go too far in that state of mind. It went as it usually did.

As soon as Mark came into my room, he dropped his boxers off and proudly displayed his cock to me. I always smiled at him as I rose up to meet him. I hadn’t got totally nude since that one day after the bath, but I wanted him to remember this last night.

As he started stroking, I reached down and pulled off my nightshirt. I wasn’t wearing panties underneath. His eyes shot straight to my pussy. I turned around and showed him everything. I tugged on my nipples, I cupped my breasts, and I ran my hands down between my legs. He was stroking faster and faster.

I spread my legs a bit and ran my fingers deep into my pussy. Then I stood up and walked to him and put my fingers under his nose. He took a deep breath, closing his eyes and savoring the scent from my wet pussy.

I really surprised myself then and ran my pussy juice coated fingers along his lips. He quickly opened his mouth and sucked them in.

“Oh, wow, Mark!” I whispered huskily. “Do you like the smell and taste of my pussy?”

“Mmmmm,” he moaned. “Ashley, I love the taste of you.” Then he paused and said, “I love you.”

“I love you too, Mark,” I whispered back. “Now, are you ready to cum on your sister one last time?

“Yesssss,” he hissed deeply. “I’m ready to cum on you.”

“Cum on my ass,” I told him. I quickly turned and leaned forward onto the bed. I wiggled my ass to him. Mark came forward and pressed his body against mine. I felt the heat of his cock as he pushed it hard against my butt cheeks. He squirmed a bit and then I felt his cock slide into the channel between my cheeks.

“Oh, yeah,” he moaned and began humping against me. He was sliding and pumping forward using my ass cheeks as a pussy.

I braced myself on the bed with my left arm and reached underneath me with my left hand. I was rubbing my pussy and throbbing clit as my brother held me against the bed, humping his cock against me.

“Ashley, I’m going to cum!” he warned me.

“Do it!” I urged him. “Cum all over my ass!”

He pumped a few more times. Each thrust more urgent than the previous one. Finally, he slammed hard against me and I could feel his cock throbbing as he came. I frantically rubbed my clit back and forth and by the time I felt his last spurt shoot out onto my ass crack, I was coming too!

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The next morning I left for college. I was only able to come home a few times and it was usually crammed full of family togetherness, so Mark and I couldn’t do our usual thing. By Spring Break in March, I was practically quivering with desire. I not only wanted to do these sessions with my brother…I needed them.

I would be in class and zoning out as the professor droned on and on and the next thing I knew I was daydreaming of Mark and his cock. I would leave class with my pussy so hot and wet that I worried about leaking onto my clothes. I tried to think of a clever way to mail Mark a pair of my panties, but I couldn’t figure out a way to get past Mom.

I missed the sight of his naked body, his throbbing cock, and I missed the taste of his cum. Many nights after my roommate had fallen asleep I would sneak into our bathroom to masturbate. I would take off my top and caress my breasts, once again pretending to spread his cum around on my body. I could use lotion, but I couldn’t swallow that. Yes, it might seem odd, but it’s what turned me on. I needed to taste his cum.

I didn’t fall in love with my brother in the sense that I wanted to marry him and bear his children. I’m pretty sure Mark felt the same way. We were always close, and our sexual activities were just bringing us closer. If it makes any sense, it was a friends with benefits type of relationship. Regardless, I needed it. I needed the sheer taboo erotica of those stolen moments.

Finally, it was time to go home for Spring Break. As luck would have it, Mark’s school was out at the same time. I was waiting for him in the driveway when he pulled in after school that Friday. I was wearing a short skirt. It was a respectable length, of course, but underneath it I was naked. If I could have gotten away without wearing a bra, then my nipples would have been poking through the top I had on. I was wet with desire. When I get that excited, there’s just no telling how far I could take it.

I was so excited when Mark’s truck turned the corner on our street. My heart skipped a beat when he pulled into the driveway, but it wasn’t because of desire. Mark had a girl sitting next to him in his truck!

“Well, damn it, this is going to complicate things!” I muttered to myself as he saw me and smiled and waved.

I must admit, the girl was cute. She had her blonde hair tied back in a ponytail and a huge smile as they approached me. Damn it, I was going to like this girl. I was happy for Mark. Again, I wasn’t jealous that she was going to steal him away from me, I was just concerned about how I was going to get to that cock behind his jeans!

She gave me a hug. I don’t mean one of those “I’ll just touch your shoulders” kinds of fake hugs. This girl gave me a “boob crusher” hug! She held nothing back and squeezed me hard.

“I’m so excited to meet you!” she said with a huge smile. “Mark has told me how wonderful you are to him.”

Mark just gave me a grin when I glanced in his direction. “Okay…” I thought to myself. This could be interesting. He introduced us. Her name was Amy and she was a senior at the high school.

We had a nice dinner with Mom and then Mark took Amy out for ice cream. While they were gone, my Mother asked me how I would feel being left alone with Mark for a few days. Dad was off-shore again, but had a chance to attend a conference in New Orleans for three days and she could join him. I was excited for her. Of course I agreed to be in charge of the house.

I waited up until I heard Mark come home from his date. It didn’t take him long to come knocking on my door. He entered with a sheepish look on his face.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you about Amy,” he said. “I wanted to make sure it was going to last longer than a week or two.”

“You have nothing to apologize about,” I told him. “You should have called me and told me all about her though.”

“Yeah, sorry about that,” he said. “She’s a really nice girl and …”

I interrupted him, “Mark, did you cum tonight?” I just had to know! As soon as he walked in the room and I could smell him, I couldn’t wait any longer.

He laughed. “No, I didn’t,” he replied. “Like I said, she’s a really nice girl and all that we’ve done is make out. I’ve got a pretty serious case of blue balls right now.”

As he was saying this I began taking my clothes off. “Well, let’s take care of that, shall we?” I said with a grin as I pulled off my top. No bra this time.

“Ash,” he said, “it’s so good to have you home!”

I was topless at this point, my pink nipples fully aroused. I still had on my shorts but that didn’t slow me down any. I dropped down to my knees in front of him and started undoing his belt and pants. I reached into his underwear before his pants were even down and pulled out that magnificent cock.

Like I said earlier, I had wanted this for a good while now. When I get this way, I can do just about anything. That’s probably why I pushed his cock into my mouth.

“Jeez, Ash!” he exclaimed. “Are you sure you want to….oh, wow! Mmmmm…”

I held it. I licked it. I stroked it with my hands. When it started oozing pre-cum I about melted to the floor. I ran my tongue all over it. I used my hand like I had watched him do so many times. I began to pump his cock up and down, back and forth, and all the while I was licking and sucking on it too.

“Ash,” he warned me gently. “Ash, I’m going to cum quick if you keep doing that.”

“Um hmm,” I moaned around the tip of his cock that was in my hot little mouth.

I felt his cock swell and knew it was coming. I stroked him faster and faster.

“Unh!” he grunted. “Here….it…comes!”

That first salty jet of his cum shot into my mouth and down my throat. I wasn’t ready for that and I gagged a bit. I pulled him out and swallowed quickly while the next spurt splatted me full in the face. It was on my nose and upper lips. I opened my mouth wide and jacked his cock. Now that I knew what to expect, I just aimed his dick at my open mouth. I caught the rest.

I kept slowly pumping him. Finally, he reached down and pulled my hand away. “Sorry. Can’t. Too sensitive.”

I closed my eyes and savored the cum in my mouth. I missed this. I reached up and pulled the string of his juice from my nose and lip and pushed it into my mouth. I just loved the taste of him.

When I finally opened my eyes and looked up at him, I was embarrassed. He was watching me as I acted like a cum whore, licking and swallowing every drop.

“Ashley, I…” he began until I shushed him. I slipped his soft cock back into my mouth and swirled my tongue around the shaft. He moaned in appreciation.

I slipped his cock back out and told him, “I needed that too. Now go to bed. We have all week.”

“What are you going to do now?” He asked me. “Are you going to masturbate?”

“Maybe,” I teased. “A girl does what she wants to do.”

He surprised me by reaching down and pulling me up. He grabbed both of my shoulders and gently shook me. My breasts jiggled a bit and he noticed this.

“Ashley,” he began in a strange, deep voice. “Take off the rest of your clothes and do it to yourself. I’m going to watch you.”

“No you’re not,” I told him. “I can’t do…”

Mark interrupted me and squeezed my shoulders with a bit more strength in them.

“Do it, Ash.” He said firmly. “It’s not fair for you to watch me. I get to watch you.”

He surprised me then by quickly reaching down, grabbing the waistband of my shorts and panties and pulled them down to my ankles. When he stood back up, he stared down at me with a grin and gently pushed me backward. I fell on the bed on my back, my legs in the air, still wrapped with my shorts and panties around my ankles. Mark pulled them off of me. He tossed the shorts to the floor, but put my panties to his nose.

“This is nice. Very nice.” He said. “But I know of something that’s even better.”

He dropped down to his knees and pushed his face forward, burying it between my spread open legs. I felt his hot breath on my pussy just seconds before his tongue ran up the slit.

It all was happening so fast. I had sucked him off. I tasted and swallowed his sperm. Now he was licking my hot pussy. Could this really be happening?

I was reaching down to pull his head away when he ran his tongue upward from the bottom of my dripping pussy to the top where my clit was waiting.

“Unhhhh!’ I moaned. Instead of pulling him away, I put both hands in his hair and pulled him forward. I was feeling things I’d never ever felt before. My eyes squeezed shut tightly until I was seeing stars. This was incredible.

It didn’t take me long. Like I said earlier, I was really needing this with Mark. This, however, was over the edge! After about two minutes of Mark’s tongue on my slit and clit, I was coming!

I moaned and thrashed and squirmed all over the bed. My thighs clamped down on him so hard I might have been suffocating him. I pulled on the back of his head until his tongue was smashed hard up against my clit.

The orgasm rippled through me. It was as if every nerve I had was exploding.

When I finally released his head from my thighs, he slowly rose back to standing. His face was wet with my juices. His cock was stiff and bouncing in the air. We looked at each other.

I met his eyes.

I nodded and spread my legs wide. Mark leaned forward onto me, bracing himself with his hands on either side of me. I reached down between us instinctively and guided his cock to the entrance of my pussy. I rubbed the head up and down between my lips.

“Push,” I told him gently.

My brother’s cock slid inside of me.

Mark had just slid his hot cock deep inside of my pussy. I needed him inside of me. He needed to be inside of me.

I could have told him not to do it. I could have got dressed and walked away. Instead, I spread my legs wide and beckoned him forward. I had reached down between our bodies and guided his cock to the entrance of my pussy. Then I even rubbed his thick head up and down between the lips of my wet pussy.

Then I positioned him right at my entrance and told him to push. His cock slid right up into me.

I wrapped my legs around him and held him tight.

“Don’t move,” I told him. “I want to just feel you inside of me.”

Mark leaned a bit backward and looked at me. “I love you, Ashley,” he told me. “I will never, ever forget this moment.”

“I love you too, Mark,” I whispered back. Then I put my hands on his head and pulled him to me until our lips met.

We kissed. We kissed a lot. My hands roamed all over his shoulders and his back until finally I reached down and grabbed his ass and pulled him harder against me.

Mark knew what that meant. He began to move his hips back and forth in a steady rhythm. His cock was wonderful. He would slowly pull back until the rim of the head of his cock would slip almost out of me, and then he’d thrust all of the way into me. It was delicious.

It didn’t last too long. As I felt Mark’s body tense I had to remind him to pull out. “Mark, baby,” I said. “You can’t cum inside me. Mark, you have to pull out now.”

He worried me for a second as he really started thrusting into me then. I was just beginning to feel that tingle when he pulled out and pushed his cock hard against my abdomen. He thrust forward a few times and then shot his load onto my belly.

“Ohhhh, baby,” I whispered. “That’s it. Cum all over my belly. It felt sooooo good with you inside of me.”

We lay there quietly for a little while, and then Mark pushed himself off of me. His cock was soft by that point and his cum was smeared all over our bellies. He brought over some tissue and we cleaned up. He pulled me up from the bed and hugged me tight. It felt so good in his arms. He gently lifted my chin upward so that he could kiss me on the lips. He told me he loved me and wished me a good night.

The next morning I drove Mom to the airport so that she could fly out to meet Dad. I spent the rest of the week with Mark. I didn’t wear panties all week. When Mark wasn’t with his girlfriend, he was with me. We made love in all of the rooms of the house. We shared our beds, alternating where we slept each night.

The one night we attempted to go out for dinner, I ended up giving him a blowjob in his car while still in the garage. We ended up ordering pizza and staying home.

I watched from the top of the stairs one afternoon while he kissed his girlfriend’s nipples and fingered her pussy. Mark knew I was there. He had lied to Amy, telling her I was at a friend’s house. When Mark brought her to an orgasm, the poor girl passed out. Mark looked up at me with a “what do I do now?” look on his face. I waved my hand, urging him to come upstairs to me. He covered her with a blanket and took the stairs quietly.

I was naked in the bathroom when he entered. I was standing with my legs spread and leaning forward on the bathroom counter. Mark wasted no time in dropping his shorts and sliding into me from behind. We stared at each other in the bathroom mirror while he fucked me. When he whispered he was about to cum, I pulled away from him and knelt down in front of him. I kneeled there with my mouth open while Mark shot his load into my mouth and on my lips and chin.

It was a wonderful week but it soon came to an end. Spring Break was over. Mom came back. We had to be discrete again. It was a special time while it had lasted.

Mark and I continued to have our special time together for a few years. Mark stayed with Amy and finally made love to her at their Senior Prom. I got into a serious relationship with a guy at school. Oddly enough, he was from another neighborhood in our town, so our relationship got really serious over the summer. We got married when I was in my junior year of college. I had a baby boy eleven months later. We gave him a sister two years later.

Mark joined the Army after he graduated high school. When he deployed for Desert Storm, I sent him care packages with my panties hidden in a false bottom of the box. We never got caught doing that, even though several times, his boxes showed evidence of being searched. Mark married Amy after seven years of dating. We all knew it was going to happen, but he wanted to wait until he’d finished school.

Mark and I get together for our special moments a few times each year. It was as if it was meant to be. We’d have coffee, a snack, talk a bit and then we’d finally look into each other’s eyes. If we were alone, we’d get right at it. If the kids were there, we’d sneak off to the bathroom and I’d jack him off onto my breasts like old times. To this day, I still love the taste of his cum. I prefer it to my husband’s.

Each time that Mark’s wife was pregnant, I saw him on a regular basis. He’d stop by on the way to work as soon as my kids were at school. He explained that while Amy was horny, she didn’t want to “scare the baby.” I helped him survive with his urges during those times.

So that’s the story of me and brother. It was special. It wasn’t cheap. I guess it was the motherly instincts in me that started the whole thing. I was protecting him. I was helping him. His sexual drive was so powerful that his urges controlled his thinking. If he had ever been caught with Mom’s panties it would have been terrible. So, being his sister, I took on the duty of “satisfying his needs.” I understood and was willing to help. I didn’t want him going to some cheap slut and getting a disease or a bad reputation. Everything worked out and we’re all living great lives with our families.

So, why did I tell you all about this secret side of my life? Well, it needed to be told so that you would understand what led me to the stories I’ll share with you next.

My son was in his senior year of high school when I found my panties under his bed…

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16 thoughts on “Don’t Use Mom’s Panties 1

  1. Excellent writing! I’m glad that Mark and Ashley are still able to share their special moments together. I will echo the other commenters and hope that you continue writing. Too many erotic stories emphasize the sex, but it isn’t the same when the characters don’t care about each other. This story is awesome and I will definitely re-read about a few thousand more times. Thank you!

  2. Great stuff! One ‘Thumb’ up!
    Okay, not a thumb, but I only have one and it is indeed up!

  3. I remember reading the series when it was on Lush. I hope you’ll keep posting and tell us even more!!

  4. Wonderful story..enjoyed it greatly…and had a nice hard cum. I loved the panty aspect of it as well.

  5. Thank you so much Martin, I thoroughly enjoyed this story, and i must say my lady bits loved it too, many times :-)

  6. Oh my god i loved it i couldnt help going to the bathroom and masturbating… Even though i am on my period

  7. Very nice! Please continue the story and hopefully you’ll include the daughter and husband.

  8. Great reading , It was erotic because it made me daydream back to my elementary school days starting when i was in 2nd grade, I had a older boy who lived a couple house’s away from ours, sometimes walk home the same way as me, and sure enough, it ended up very fun, I discovered him secretly sneaking off the trail that went through the wooded area that we had to walk through each day, Anyway, I didn’t have a clue at first,but after a few different times as i would find myself really having to go the bathroom on the way home from school several times, Well i would go to this place i accidentally discovered ,one afternoon walking home through the woods and had to pee so ,so badly i veered off the trail into a well hidden patch of bushes, that i felt assured no one ever in a million years could ever see or hear me going the bathroom, i was embarrassed ,peeing out there, wondering about being caught by someone, maybe,or whatever??, It was this same period i started to become sexual excited ,and liked the way i felt when a 19yr old babysitter one week my parents were gone all week ,stayed,and the second night ,taught me the tickle game ,it was so thrilling at first ,discovering the new feelings i was learning to enjoy,she would tell me it was something her babysitter and herself use to do when ever she was babysitting her ,and asked me if i maybe wanted to play or learn the same game as well??,Sure i answered her, and as i was close to being done in the bath tub taking my nightly baths,i heard her knock on the door kinda lightly ,I said who is it ??? Duh I knew she and me were the only ones there ,but i said it anyway,kinda embarrassed at the idea of someone maybe walking in on ime and seeing me naked like i was, duh???

    I hope this isn’t putting any one asleep reading my true and probably boring story and experience and pleasure i had back then ,And even to this day ,still like to indulgence in my fantasy of seducing a younger girl ,much kinda as i was then???,It so so hot and always gets me off just thinking about the tickle game ,and also the first part of my revelation and confession i guess, Letting the older boy ,he was almost 15 then ,as i was in second grade at the time, when i was in the bushes area ,and once again, i heard a noise of a leave under someones shoe maybe, the same sorta noises i heard several other times ,but thought always i was just hearing things maybe???,Well i soon discovered i hadst been hearing noises at all, it was real as i kinda always figured, This time i knew i wasn’t hearing things for positive ,because as i continued to squat over the fallen tree ,limb and kept on pissing ,i heard it again, now i was freaked out kinda,knowing i had to not be dreaming this at all it was real??

    Wow at first i was scared shit less ,thinking someone discovered me
    and would tell my parents ,or worse other at my school about what they discovered me doing in the private bushes area???,Wow as i moved my head to see if i could see anything ,i discovered the faint outline of that boy who always liked to walk home with me from school sometimes,I wasn’t positive i remember thinking ,but was almost sure it had to be him, who else i thought even had any idea i walked that way home ??? I was thinking to myself how embarrassing this will be if its someone who will tell everyone at school what they saw or watched me doing that afternoon.?? Because who ever i figured it was, had to see me other times too ,because the noises were always the same sounding i have heard ,and today of all days i even took off my panties as i hiked my short school skirt all the way as high as i could quickly , having to pee so bad i thought i wasn’t going to hold it and would wet my self ,so i took them down and off in one motion i remember thinking back to that day””””and stepped out of one leg at a time ,as i sat my bare ass now, on the tree limb to pee, but thought ,i needed to move back a lot more or i will pee on my own self ,and ass for sure??? Well that’s when i knew i heard someone ,for sure, it was when i moved my ass and pussy out far backwards to start to relive myself, and then i knew it was not a dream hearing the sound of who ever it was become closer to me yet as i started to gush out a huge stream of my piss,opening my legs more yet and allowing him to get a closer and hotter view.Now as i heard the sound again i turned around quickly and discovered it was my 15 almost 16yr old horny next door pervert boy, i discovered shortly after had been spying on me peeing for almost 6 months he confessed ,latter on,after i confronted him and saw his face i said ,take a picture it last longer, Mark as i called his name,That did it ,as i said loudly i know its you hey who has been watching me so why dont you come closer if you really want to watch hey i challenged him sorta??If not im running home to tell your dad ,what you have been doing hey??,Then i heard him say in a low voice ,im sorry Becky really i am hey.?? I said its okay i wont tell your dad on you hey ,if you promise not to twell anyone you saw me peeing and stuff???,It was then he came to where i had been flashing my ass hole and pussy to him for so long, and i could see the same thing i have watched other boys i know at school and at my best friends house when i sleep over night, her brothers getting a hard on seeing me flashing them sometimes,it makes me so wet doing that and let someone spy on me or watch close like??i love the sexual feeling and pleasure it brings me always ,and really love it when i pretend to not know at all ,even as i set it up to have a younger boy or better yet real young girl like i was then, play the tickle game with me and more??I ended up allowing that boy who ws watching me watch me up close several times, and discovered he had stolen a pair of my panties one day ,so i confronted him and he admitted he did ,and smelled them before he jacked off he revealed to me ??It turned me on listening to him detail his lust, to see me pee or to smell my panty,s ,and i ended up letting him and even his best friend one time both watch me up close ,and i asked him to lwt me se the two of them touch each others cock while i watch them,at first they freaked out sorta,??? But i secretly discovered from the friend of his that watched with him one time ,have been jacking each other off for along time he confession to me ,since second or third grade he revealed in detail like to me ,as it made me hot listening to what two boys do alone with one another and junk???Like i love to have a older woman do to me,, when ever i had a opportunity to let her seduce me i was eager and ready always t be explored,Wow i need to stop now and masturbate my own self ,if your interested in reading the reast of my encounters and experiences ,msg me back or send me a email its eagerbecky4@gmx.com its a free private email service ,hurry i want to play if your into it ,oh yea ,Luv Becky ,P.SD.check my profile-out on xhamster ,promise you’ll like ti xoxoxoxo

  9. This is very reminiscent of the circumstances that led my older sister and I to begin a years-long sexual relationship.

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