Date: Mon, 30 May 2005 23:23:07 +0000
From: G. Morris <lacenouveau@hotmail.com>
Subject: my sister's undies pt.3

I returned to my room with my silken treasures and folded them all
carefully (and slowly, enjoying their feel). I found a place to keep them
under some old T-shirts in a bottom drawer of my dresser. My mother would
never look there so I was certain they wouldn't be found. I swore to
myself I wouldn't retrieve them until Saturday night, just a few days
away, when both my sister and my mother had dates (our parents divorced a
few years ago). I knew I would have the entire night to myself to enjoy
my newfound passion. There was a knock at my door. As I closed my drawer
my sister opened the door and poked her head around it and said, "This is
for you, too." She stepped into my room with a bra in her hands, pulled
back on it and flung it at me like a slingshot. I caught it with one hand
and she laughed as she closed the door. This one was different from the
one I had worn earlier. It had soft, lacy cups and only one hook at the
back. Then I realized it was the bra she was wearing when we were
together earlier. The one I had stared down into to look at her
breasts. I imagined it was still warm from her body and brought it to my
nose and breathed deeply. I fell in love with the scent of my sister. I
carefully folded the bra and tucked it away with the rest of my lingerie.

I was true to my word and didn't touch my lingerie until both my mom and
sister had left the house on Saturday night for their dates. I also
hadn't masturbated allowing the anticipation (and my horniness) to build.
I undressed and then reached into my special drawer and took my lingerie
from their hiding place. My cock seemed to have a mind of its own and
grew half-hard as I carried them to my bed. I carefully unfolded each
part of my collection and laid them on top of my bed. The stockings lay
full length next to the garter belt, the two pairs of panties next to
them and the slip and bra together over my pillow. I softly ran my
fingertips across each item then stepped back and looked at them for a
long minute. I decided to take a shower so I would be clean before
slipping into the fresh underwear. Besides, I had a few hours. Why not
extend the sweet torture of anticipation. I stepped into the hallway and
shut my door. In the bathroom I looked at myself in the mirror while I
waited for the shower to warm up. Why would a perfectly normal looking
adolescent find such an attraction to women's underwear? I decided not to
analyze it too much because time was a-wasting.

After my shower, as I was toweling off, I thought I heard footsteps in
the hall. Wrapping the towel around me I looked down the hall and saw my
sister's door open.

"Sis ... ?"

"WHAT ?" she yelled. Oh shit ... she was angry about something.

"It was just that I thought I heard you and ... ", my voice trailed off.

"Oh, I'm sorry," she said, looking out at me in the hall. "I'm not mad at
you. That bastard boyfriend of mine stood me up tonight." She stamped her
foot.  While she was talking I walked to my room. She followed saying,
"and I was really looking forward to a nice time with him and ... ". I
opened the door and her eyes noticed the array of her underwear laid out
on my bed. "Oh, I see. You were planning a little party for yourself this
evening. So that's why you're freshly showered." I suddenly realized I
was standing with just a towel wrapped around me. "Uh, yeah, I .. er ...
" I stammered. I glanced from my bed to my sister and didn't quite know
what to do. I could feel myself beginning to blush. "And you were
expecting to have the house to yourself and now you're a little
embarrassed to find me home. You're not sure you want to put my underwear
on and fool around because I'm home and you'll know I know what's going
on, right?" I looked at the floor and nodded. She stepped closer to me,
placed the warm palm of her hand against my cheek and tilted my head up.
Looking into my eyes and tilting her head towards my bed she said
quietly, "I'll leave you alone to get yourself dressed up, little
brother. But I want to see how you look. I'll be back in a little while.
I want to show you something." The smile she gave me as she left my
room let me know that something special was going to happen.

I dropped the towel to the floor, walked to the bed and picked up the
pale blue panties. The touch of them in my hands sent a charge straight
to my loins. I raised a leg to step into them ...

"Hey! Garter belt and stockings first!" my sister said, peeking around my
door. It caught me off balance, my half-hard cock bouncing as I tumbled
onto the bed. I heard her giggle as I struggled to extricate myself from
mass of lingerie covering me. Okay, garter belt and nylons. I picked up
the belt and circled my waist, clasped the hooks and spun it around. It
hugged my tummy with the same wonderful feeling that the bra gave my
chest when I wore it. The suspenders tickled my thighs as they dangled
down. I sat down on the bed, took one of the stockings and bunched it up
to the toe. It felt so light and delicate. I placed my foot into it and
drew it slowly up my leg. Oh my God, it felt so good! This wispy item
clung to my leg beautifully. I figured out how the hooks worked and
repeated the process with the other stocking. I stood and looked at
myself in the mirror. I had always thought my legs looked like any
regular guy's legs. Seeing them now encased in the sheer stockings gave
them a decidedly sexy feminine look. I turned sideways while pointing my
toe and bending a knee slightly. Yep ... sexy. I picked up the panties
again, slipped my nylon-clad legs into them and pulled them up. The
feeling of the panties sliding against the nylons was wonderful. I
snapped the waistband over my now-hard cock and pulled the leg bands into
place. My new bra fit me quite nicely, I thought, after I had hooked the
hook and turned front ways on my chest. A few minor adjustments to the
shoulder straps and it was perfect. I took a moment to feel myself
through the thin, lacy cups and liked the sensation. Finally, I pulled
the full slip over my head and let it fall down around my body. Heaven! I
looked at myself again in the mirror and liked what I saw. With the light
on my bed stand shining behind me I could see the outline of my legs
through the thin slip. The blue panties were slightly visible, too. I
turned around and noticed the visible panty lines from behind just as I
heard a soft knock on my door.

"Are you ready?, asked my sister.

"Come in", I said. In walked a vision of loveliness. My sister was
wearing a new matching lingerie outfit ... at least I hadn't noticed it
while trolling through her underwear drawer. Her nylon panties were pale
pink with lace panels at the sides. They were cut high to show off her
long legs. The matching garter held up sheer black nylon hose which I
noticed had seams at the back as she slowly turned around. When she faced
me again I noticed the bra was cut deeply in the front and her breasts
seemed fuller and more rounded. "It's a push-up bra." she said noticing
my focus. "To give me a better cleavage. You like?" I could only nod and
grin. She was beautiful and sexy and it was having an effect on me
witnessed by the tent I was producing in the front. She stepped forward
and took my hand. "You look lovely, little brother. C'mon, let's go to my
room." As we walked into the hall the feeling of my nylons rubbing
against each other with each step sent a charge through my body. Hand in
hand we walked into her room. She turned me around as she sat on her bed.
"Lift your slip, please. I want to see your legs." I did as I was told.
She shook her head and said, "Nice legs, little brother, but your
stockings are a bit baggy. Here, lift your slip higher and let me help
you." She kneeled down in front of me and with both hands wrapped around
my ankle began to slowly slide them up to pull the stocking of one leg up
tighter. I nearly fainted at her touch as her warm hands reached the skin
of my inner thigh. She adjusted the length of the suspenders, both front
and rear and proceeded to do the same to my other stocking. I looked down
and once again stared into the top of her brassiere as she pulled my
stocking up and made the adjustments. I watched her breasts bounce
slightly with every movement she made. Leaving her hands on my thighs she
looked up at me and said, "There, isn't that better?" During all this
time my cock had grown very hard. As I held the lacy hem of my slip above
the waistband of my panties she lowered her eyes. "So my little brother
isn't so little after all." She smiled and then ran the back of her
fingers slowly up the length of my cock through the panties. I nearly
fainted. She stood up and put her arm around my shoulders. "Let's sit on
my bed together and talk a minute." I was relieved because I really
needed to sit down. She sat down and leaned against the head of her bed,
curling her legs under herself. I sat opposite her, pulling my slip over
my knees. She told me that since she had witnessed how much I enjoyed
lingerie in a sexual manner it changed her way of thinking about her
underwear. That's why she bought some new outfits thinking it would
entice her boyfriend (who stood her up) as she was anticipating a little
loving. "To heck with him", she said. "I'm feeling a little hot right now
and I can tell you are, too." And with that she opened her lovely legs
and moved her hand into her crotch. I watched as she caressed herself.
"Take your slip off, little brother, and lay down on the bed. I want us
both to enjoy this." I did as I was told. She kneeled beside me, lifted
one leg and straddled my hips. Her nylons against mine felt exquisite.
Placing her hands on my shoulders she lowered her hips until the warm
crotch of her panties rubbed against my panty-covered erection. I put my
hands on her hips as she moved forward and back and I pushed my cock
upwards to meet each thrust. The feeling was beyond anything I had ever
felt! "Mmmmm, it's better when you help like that" she whispered. I
looked up into her face. Her eyes were closed and there was a slight
sheen of sweat on her cheeks. My eyes lowered and I watched her breasts
bounce with the movement, threatening to tumble out of the low-cut bra.
Every nerve of my body seemed focused on my groin as I felt my balls
tighten. I could feel the lips of her vulva seemingly encase my cock
through the layers of the panties we wore. It felt very warm and damp. I
watched her bite her lower lip as she moved faster. Suddenly she cried
out once, and then again. I was nearly cumming also. She fell off of me
and immediately wrapped her legs tightly around one of mine and continued
her thrusting. Nylons to nylons, her crotch hard against my thigh. She
put one hand behind my head and brought her lips to mine and kissed me
while the other reached down to stroke my cock through the panties. I
instinctively put my arm around her waist and brought a hand up to her
breast and squeezed gently. With one quick movement she reached behind
her back and then went back to her job at hand. The bra loosened in my
hand and I was then feeling her bare, round breast in my palm as my thumb
circled her stiff nipple. This was it ... her tongue entered my mouth,
her legs tightened around mine, her hand squeezed my cock ... I moaned
and came hard into my panties. She continued stroking me, kissing me and
humping my thigh, slowing her pace a little. I trembled with the orgasm I
had and when I began to soften in her hand she wrapped her arms around me
and held me close, cheek to cheek. My arms encircled her and we lay
together for a while, both of us completely spent.

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