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 serial publication form, but that 's the solitary way I have meter to write. This is a behind edifice story.

Do n't Use Mom 's Panties 1


I was abode for the winter breach after my first semester of college. At XIX I had really enjoyed my time away from dwelling. I grew up a lot that semester. I had a few dates, but null serious. The guys at college all just seemed to desire to get drunk and screw whatever comes near them. I stayed away from that scene and focused on my tier. I was a well girl that 's for sure. But then I came home.

Mom was glad to deliver me at base. My younger buddy was eighteen and still in his senior year of high schooling. He would n't polish off his semester exams for a few more twenty-four hour period. Since it was just the two of us home during the day, we were able-bodied to get a lot done for the upcoming holidays.

This cockcrow while she was volunteering at the depository library, I was doing the laundry to surprise her. I pushed open the doorway to my Brother 's room and walked in to get his sheets to moisten. I was immediately greeted by `` man spirit. '' 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 discase the bed. I noticed a huge spate of clothes in the turning point of the room and I made a mental note to come up back for them later. Anything I could do to aid Mom out would be appreciated. Dad works off shore on oil outfit in the Gulf of United Mexican States. 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 form through Christmas, so Mom was n't all too excited about the approaching holidays.

As I pulled the bottom canvas from the nook where it was tucked in, I actually lifted up the mattress a bit. A piece of shameful fabric came flying out along with the tabloid when it pulled destitute. I bent to pick it up when I realized it was a brace 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 intellection. They must make been in with the piece of paper 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 room. I had finally realized that my blood brother had put them there on design. A intimate intention !

What was he doing with them ? Was he jacking off into them ? Rubbing off on them ? Was he wearing them ? These cerebration tumbled through my encephalon 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 luminance to give them a good look. `` take a shit ! '' I said out loud again. These were Mom 's scanty ! The unhurt earthly concern went on interruption for a second as I stood there in cushion. To top it off, while holding the panty up to the luminosity, I could see various tarnish patch. His cum stains !

I sat down on the bed in a stupor. How could he ? The footling deviate. His own mother ! Now do n't get me wrong. I love my brother. He 's always been a Quaker and a shielder, even though I was honest-to-goodness than him. But this ! This was a small too weird.

Should I tell Mom ? What if she already jazz ? All of these sentiment were scrambling my learning ability. I stood up and tossed the panties on top of the canvas in the wash handbasket and carried them downstairs.

He deserved it, but I knew I was n't going to flex him in. I did n't want to see my Brother in that sort of difficulty. Besides, it would bankrupt the holiday. So I set out to remove the evidence of the crime.

I used a discoloration stick and liquid stain remover and scrubbed at his desiccated cum stains until the panty were houseclean. 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 hold been mixed in with my apparel 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 estimate of what was really going on.

The relief 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. ejaculate see me. '' I signed it `` Sis '' and tucked the note of hand under the recess of his mattress where he 'd been hiding the scanty. Then I went back to my room and show a cartridge holder on my bed, but my thoughts kept drifting to images of my sidekick. I kept imagining what he was doing with the panties.

I thought of him wrapping the pantie around his pie-eyed cock and stroking it, using the flaccid textile 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 could n't believe the reaction I was having. `` You slut ! '' I thought to myself. `` I 'm getting turned on thinking about my chum jacking off ! '' I could n't refuse it though. I could feel myself getting hot and wet in my pussy. I squirmed a few times, feeling the sass of my pussy squishing.

I 'm explaining this so that you understand what happened side by side. That 's the corneous mood I was in when I heard the door downstairs slam shut as my brother announced his arriver family from schooltime.

I heard him talk to Mom downstairs for a bit and then his sullen 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 elbow room. I heard him stumble into the hall and into the bathroom. `` Why ca n't men at least pee to the side of the bowl ? '' I wondered as I heard his flow hit the water in the toilet bowl. Then he went back to his room and I heard his doorway close and then the sound of his lock engaging.

I wondered if this was his normal plan, to make out home and lock the door and jack off his thick cock with Mom 's panties. My middle was pounding in my thorax as I waited to see how he would oppose. It was mum in his room for a few minutes and then I heard his door unlock and open.

His pace were much soft 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 tacit look. `` Okay, '' he whispered. `` I 'm busted. I 'm at your mercy. What do you desire ? ``

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 vex, '' I said with a sly grin. `` I took maintenance of it. I cleaned them and told Mom they were in my drawer by accident. ``

You could see the sculptural relief in his unhurt body as the tautness 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 positioning on the side of the bed facing my brother. Did I honorable mention I was wearing comfy pj's pants and a tank ? The pants obviously were n't revealing but the tank car top did do a good job of showing some segmentation. I 'm not overly endowed, but I do mean I have nice boob. I flushed a picayune as I saw my brother 's eyes go straight to my cleavage.

'' Hey ! Up here. '' I said softly. It was his bend to get that blushed looking as he knew he was caught staring at me. `` okeh, so you did n't need 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 scanty 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 secret to him.

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

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

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

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

I had to calm him. `` Okay, but why use Mom 's panties ? Do you want to make out 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 screw ! Stop asking me these inquiry. I 've told you enough. ``

Then a thought struck me. I had to be intimate. `` Did you ever use my scanty ? '' 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 pantie 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 one. It felt good, but the smell was n't there. ``

Again, I did n't know what to say. intellection were racing through my brainpower. All kinds of thoughts. Nasty thought process. Kinky idea.

I finally came back to world. `` So, what you 're saying is that if you had a pair of my put-upon panty, you 'd jack off with them ? '' Was I jealous 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 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 randy man and I was turned on at the thought of him jacking off with scanty wrapped around his cock. Mom 's scanty. 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 Thomas More it turned me on. After all, he 's just a steamy 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 leg. My hand went down between my legs. I could feel the heat and damp coming from my twat. I pressed my midriff finger's breadth hard, pushing my scanty and sweatpants into my pussy lips. `` He 'd enjoy the smell 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 deal down my travail and grabbed my panties and pulled them hard, giving myself a twat wedgie. I reached down and grabbed the side of meat and eased my binge and cunning pussy lips out the side of meat of the pantie. I coated them really good.

Then I pulled them completely to the side so I could have-to doe with my clit. I stroked it a few prison term and thought about my Brother using these same panties on his putz. `` Oh yes ! '' I mumbled. `` Do it ! Rub my wet scanty all over your cock. olfactory property them. Smell what a really turned on woman smell like ! ``

I strummed away at my heavily clit. I was really soaked now. I came hard. I came hard thought process of my brother jacking off. Would he leave me a big cum dirt ? I was oozing my juices big sentence. The crotch of my panties were completely soaked.

I was still shivering with my orgasm when I lifted my articulatio coxae 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.

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 affectionate and wet panties on his face.

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