Recently published as unknown because of my fault ... now it 's back and I have more on the way ! Sorry, it 's in a series word form, but that 's the entirely way I have time to indite. This is a slow edifice story.

Do n't Use Mom 's panty 1


I was menage for the winter breakage after my number 1 semester of college. At 19 I had really enjoyed my time away from home. I grew up a lot that semester. I had a few dates, but cipher serious. The guy at college all just seemed to require to get pledge and screw whatever comes near them. I stayed away from that scene and focused on my grad. I was a skillful young woman that 's for surely. But then I came home.

Mom was glad to take in me at home base. My younger crony was eighteen and still in his senior year of high school. He would n't finish up his semester examination for a few to a greater extent daytime. Since it was just the two of us place during the day, we were able to get a lot done for the upcoming vacation.

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

'' Just choose a exhibitor more often ! '' I thought to myself as I pulled back his comfort and began to plunder the bed. I noticed a huge pile of clothes in the quoin of the room and I made a mental note to hail back for them later. Anything I could do to help oneself Mom out would be appreciated. Dad works off shoring on oil turnout 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 twelvemonth to work on through Christmas, so Mom was n't all too excited about the approaching holidays.

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

I stood there holding them for a minute of arc. 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 consume been in with the rag 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 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 mind as I turned them over in my hands. I wondered where he got them from. Some high schooltime slut ? He did n't get a girlfriend that I knew of. I knew they were n'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 scanty ! The whole cosmos went on pause for a moment as I stood there in stupor. To top it off, while holding the step-in up to the light, I could see several stain stain. His cum stains !

I sat down on the bed in a shock. How could he ? The little deviant. His own mother ! Now do n't get me wrong. I love my brother. He 's always been a admirer and a protector, 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 panties on top of the mainsheet in the washing basket and carried them downstairs.

He deserved it, but I knew I was n't going to sprain him in. I did n't want to see my blood brother in that form of trouble. Besides, it would ruin the holidays. So I set out to remove the grounds of the crime.

I used a stain stick and liquidness stain remover and scrubbed at his dry out cum soil until the pantie 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 menage.

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 put down the holidays. I finally came up with a plan.

I wrote a Federal Reserve note that said, `` I know what you 've been doing. Come see me. '' I signed it `` Sis '' and tucked the bill under the turning point of his mattress where he 'd been hiding the scanty. Then I went back to my elbow room and read a clip on my bed, but my thoughts kept drifting to trope of my pal. I kept imagining what he was doing with the panties.

I thought of him wrapping the step-in around his stiff cock and stroking it, using the easy cloth to sense like a slippery pussy. Maybe he wrapped them around his putz and humped a pillow until he came, shooting his cum all over the pantie leaving those stains.

When I realized I was gently grinding my hips against the mattress, I could n't conceive the reaction I was having. `` You slut ! '' I thought to myself. `` I 'm getting turned on thinking about my blood brother jacking off ! '' I could n't deny it though. I could feel myself getting hot and wet in my kitty-cat. I squirmed a few times, feeling the lips of my kitty-cat 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 mouth to Mom downstairs for a bit and then his cloggy hoof it steps running up the stairs. I could trace his path by the noise he made. There 's the classifiable audio of him tossing his backpack into his room. I heard him stumble into the hall and into the can. `` Why ca n't men at least pee to the side of the bowl ? '' I wondered as I heard his stream hit the water in the toilet sports stadium. 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 pattern plan, to come home and lock the room access and jack off his midst pecker with Mom 's panties. My heart was pounding in my chest as I waited to see how he would oppose. It was silent in his room for a few minutes and then I heard his threshold unlock and clear.

His pace were much cushy this time as he approached my door and tapped lightly on it. `` cum in, '' I said lightly as I rolled a little to the side to face the door.

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

I gave him the raised eyebrow look. He knew exactly what I was asking with that silent tone. `` 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 consequence, I decided to fight this a bit farther.

'' Do n't interest, '' 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 ministration in his whole body as the stress 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 mention I was wearing comfy pj's pants and a tank ? The pants obviously were n't revealing but the tank top did do a respectable job of showing some cleavage. I 'm not overly endowed, but I do think I have nice bosom. I flushed a little as I saw my comrade '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 did n'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 bit scrubbing your cum stains out of them ? ``

'' I 'm good-for-nothing, '' he muttered. `` It 's just that .... well, I umm .... ''

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

He looked up at me at that pointedness and smiled. I had just revealed a mystery 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 blow in my voice.

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

I had to calm him. `` Okay, but why use Mom 's pantie ? Do you require 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 do n't eff ! Stop asking me these questions. I 've told you enough. ``

Then a persuasion struck me. I had to know. `` 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 off with or not ? ''

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

Again, I did n't bed what to say. Thoughts were racing through my brainpower. All variety 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 envious of Mom ? Did I want him using my panty ? This was getting really weird.

He stammered out, `` Umm, I guess so. Why ? Are you offering ? '' He said with a smirk.

'' No ! '' I replied. `` You 're off the hook ... for now. Go away. But stick around away from Mom 's step-in ! ``

I pushed him out the door, then closed and locked it. I had to suppose this through. My brother was a horny man and I was turned on at the thought of him jacking off with step-in wrapped around his shaft. Mom 's panties. No, I did n't desire 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 ruttish teenage boy. I 'm a young grownup woman. Boys 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 spread my legs. My hand went down between my branch. I could experience the hotness and moistness coming from my snatch. I pressed my middle finger voiceless, pushing my pantie and sweatpants into my purulent lips. `` He 'd have a go at it the feel of these pantie 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 workout suit and grabbed my pantie and pulled them hard, giving myself a pussy wedgie. I reached down and grabbed the sides and eased my engorge and wily pussycat lips out the sides of the panties. I coated them really good.

Then I pulled them completely to the side so I could tinge my clit. I stroked it a few times and thought about my pal using these same step-in on his dick. `` Oh yes ! '' I mumbled. `` Do it ! Rub my wet scanty all over your cock. Smell them. smell out 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 intellection of my chum jacking off. Would he allow me a big cum stain ? I was oozing my succus 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 gasp and panties off. I put my pants back on, grabbed the pantie and went to his room.

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

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

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

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