Date: Tue, 02 Aug 2005 02:53:30 +0000
From: G. Morris <lacenouveau@hotmail.com>
Subject: my sister's undies pt. 4

I don't know how long we laid together in our warm post-orgasmic
embrace. I felt my sister stir and we disentangled our arms and legs. She
took my face between her hands and gave me a soft, lingering kiss. Our
lips parted and I saw her eyes close and the radiant smile she gave me
made my heart beat faster. "Sis, I ... that was ... " She placed her
finger on my lips and said, "Yes, that was wonderful ... I think I've
fallen in love with my little brother." I squeezed her hand as she sat up
and shrugged her bra off her shoulders and crossed her legs. She undid
the hooks holding up her nylons and rolled them off. Looking over her
shoulder she whispered, "Unhook my garter belt, please." I did as I was
told, with a smile. She stood, wearing only her panties, and tossed the
nylons, garter belt and bra onto her dresser. "I'll need a fresh pair of
underwear after that," she giggled. She turned away from me and hooked
her thumbs into her waistband and, bending at the waist, pulled her
panties slowly down. I stared at her lovely round butt jutting out at me,
exposing the dark recesses between her cheeks as she bent down. I knew
she was teasing me and I hoped she'd take her time. Straightening up she
tossed the panties aside and reached into a drawer. She turned and held
up two pairs of panties; sheer pink nylon and black lace. "Which one do
you like?" she asked. Gaping at her, I couldn't speak. There before me
was my sister, completely naked ... a true vision of loveliness. My eyes
traveled from her smiling face down to her full breasts and across her
navel. I stared at the thick tangle of damp, matted curls at the base of
her belly, a shade darker than the hair on her head. She walked towards
me and said, "I think I'll wear the black ones. They're very sexy, don't
you think?" I nodded dumbly when she dropped the pink panties next to me.
She took a step back and held the black lace panties in front of her and
lifted a leg to step into them. I unashamedly watched her as she put them
on, pulling them up slowly, tightly. I could see the dark hint of her
pubic hair through the black lace. She went to the dresser and returned
with a folded pink, lacy garment. "Here, this will go well with those
panties. I hope you'll have sweet dreams when you wear them."
The nightgown she held out in her hands unfolded full length and was
gorgeous. I stood up and took it from her and  the pink panties from the
bed. "Now go clean yourself up. You've probably left a wet spot in my
bed, you naughty boy." She hugged me closely again and gave me a quick
peck on the cheek. I walked towards the door and, before walking into the
hallway, I turned and saw my sister pulling a short, sheer top over her
head. "Sis, I don't know what to say ... 'thank you' just doesn't seem to
be enough." As she smoothed the clingy top over herself I could see the
faint outline of her nipples through the thin fabric. "Hmm ... maybe
you'll think of something the next time we get together like this," and
then she winked.

I went to my room and laid my lovely new nightwear on the bed. I hid the
rest of my attire in the closet except for the wet, sticky panties I had
on. In the bathroom I stepped into the shower still wearing the panties
and enjoyed the clingy feeling of the sodden underwear while I washed. I
slid them down my legs with some difficulty and rinsed them out. After
drying myself off I draped the wet underwear over the shower curtain rod
to dry. Back in my room I had gleeful anticipation of spending the night
wearing my new panties and nightgown. I picked up the sheer silky
underwear and touched them to my cheek. They were softer than any other
pair I've worn. I breathed in the faint bouquet of my sister and I
thought about our recent affair. At that moment I loved her more deeply
than anyone. I held them out and admired the scalloped lace around the
openings and the lace inserts in the front. They fit beautifully as I
pulled them up my legs and fitted them over my genitals and ass. Picking
the nightgown up by the shoulder straps I looked at it closely, front and
back. The color was a perfect match to the panties. The straps were wide
lace which extended across the front down nearly to the waist. From there
it was sheer heaven except for the lacy hem. I bunched it up from the
bottom and slipped it over my head, letting it fall freely around my
body. It was far more comfortable than a slip, I thought. The arm holes
were cut deeply for easy movement and it fit a little more loosely. The
hem stopped just below my knees. I twirled around and felt the exquisite
fabric slide around my body. I was becoming very aroused but swore I
wouldn't do anything about it until the morning. The anticipation would
heighten the experience. Turning down my sheet and blanket I sat
carefully down and swung my legs, knees together, under the covers.
Turning off the light I pulled the blanket up to my shoulders I laid as
still as possible, concentrating on the luxurious feeling caressing me.

I was pulled from a dream by soft knocking at my door. Blinking, I opened
my eyes and saw the hall light cut a beam into my room as the door
opened. "Son? Honey, are you okay." I reached to turn on the light on my
bed stand and said sleepily, "Oh, hi Mom. I'm fine." She took a couple of
steps into my room. "I was just wondering because you seemed to turn in
so early ... um ... what are you wearing?" I froze. I had forgotten I was
in a nightgown. Oh No! And I thought my sister finding out about this
would be difficult. My mind was racing 100 miles per hour ... what to say
... omigod. "Er, um ... it's a ... "  "I know what it is! I want to know
where you got it and why you're wearing it!" As she spoke she began to
pull the covers down while I tried to keep myself covered up. "Mom,
please, I just wanted to see what it felt like." She succeeded in
uncovering me to my knees. Then she sat down on the bed next to me. "Are
those panties you're wearing, too?" I closed my eyes and nodded. No point
in trying to hide anything else. It would only make things worse. She
placed her hands on either side of me and leaned down close to me. I
opened my eyes and saw there was no anger in her face. I could smell a
trace of liquor on her breath and remembered she had been out on a date.
 "Son, frankly I think there's more to this than just curiosity. Have you
worn women's underwear before?" I nodded. "And does it make you feel, er,
sexy?" I nodded again and it was then I noticed a gap between the buttons
of her blouse and I could see the swell of her breast and the top of her
white bra. "And when you get these feelings do you ... say, are you
peeking inside my blouse?" My eyes shot away to look at anything else and
I noticed a small smile forming on her lips. "You were, weren't you? You
naughty boy. Now I'm sure that this little 'game', shall we say, of you
wearing lingerie and peeking at women in their underwear, is a sexual
outlet for you and you fool around with yourself, right?" As she was
speaking she brought her hand up to close the gap in her blouse, but then
proceeded to unbutton the top button. My mouth dropped open as she undid
the next one and the tops of her breasts and top of her bra was exposed.
Despite her being my mom I was getting an erection. She glanced down and
chuckled.  "So you find your old mother attractive?" I couldn't believe
what was happening! She pulled the tail of her blouse out of her skirt
and finished undoing the buttons. The blouse hung open and I had to stare
at my mother's large breasts filling the cups of her brassiere. "Now that
I have discovered a deep secret of yours I'll tell you one of mine, just
to be fair." She pulled her blouse off and it fell to the floor. Then she
stood up, unzipped her skirt and she pulled it down along with her
half-slip. With a nod she indicated that she wanted to lay next to me. I
slid over and I felt the warmth of her body wearing only her panties and
bra close to mine. "When you were a little baby I breastfed you until you
were two." She reached a hand behind her back, the same move my sister
made earlier. Her voice fell to a low whisper. "Though I knew the
feelings were somehow wrong, when I felt your warm mouth on my sensitive
nipples it aroused me greatly. You were a willing sex object for me, even
though you didn't know it." Her hand came back around as her bra came
loose but she held the cups in place with one hand and took hold of my
hand with the other. "Nearly every time when I was finished giving you my
milk and I kissed the stray drops from your small lips I would lay you
down for your nap." Her pulled her bra off and tossed it to the floor
with her other discarded clothing. Her full breasts fell between us and I
stared at the pale skin and the pink tips. Then she placed her hand
gently behind my head while she placed my hand on her breast. I could
feel her heart beating rapidly as she leaned in closer to me. "I would
undress and then I would lay beside you and gently touch my swollen, raw
nipples." She lifted a breast with her hand and pulled my face close to
her chest and without thinking I opened my lips wide and took the sweet
tip of flesh deep into my mouth. My mother gave a sharp intake of breath
as I compulsively sucked and tongued the stiffening areole. My hand felt
the same reaction as I rolled her other nipple between my thumb and
forefinger. "And then ... " she panted ... "When I knew ... you were fast
asleep ... I would put my hand ... between my legs, like this and ...
Oh!" She slipped her hand into her panties and my bed absolutely shook
with our movements. I hugged her closed as I kissed and sucked first one
breast and then the other. It wasn't long before she stiffened, clasping
her hand hard between her legs while she buried my face in her breasts.
She made little satisfied sounds as she relaxed her grip on me and her
crotch. She continued to breathe deeply as she caressed my face and I
could smell a muskiness on her fingers. She glanced down and noticed my
hard penis beating in time to my pulse beneath the silky gown and
panties. "Well, we've come this far," she giggled. "I can't leave you
like this." And with that she scooted down the bed and raised the hem of
my nightgown above my waist. As she smiled and looked me in the eyes she
fondled my rigid cock through the panties. If I thought I was confused
before with my sister and then now with my mother, nothing could convey
the shock I would feel next. Stroking me slowly she held my gaze as she
lowered her head and began to softly kiss my cock through the soft
fabric. She rubbed her face against it and kissed it again, opened her
mouth and took the swollen head between her lips, breathing hotly through
the pink silk. I began to tremble and she asked, "Are you getting close?"
"Uh huh" I murmured, and she quickly pulled the waistband down and hooked
it beneath my tight balls. She held my hard penis in one hand and took
her breast in the other and stroked the length of it with her stiff
nipple. This sent a shock through me and I knew I was going to come soon.
After a moment of this sweet torture she held the base of my cock in her
fist and, opening her lips wide, took me deep into her warm mouth. Oh
Christ! I reached down and held her shoulders tightly as she bobbed up
and down, running her tongue around and around the head of my cock again
and again. I watched in awe as my cock would disappear into her mouth
only to emerge to the tip where she would kiss it with a loud *smack*.
And then back in deep until her nose was buried in the pubic hair on my
balls. My legs stiffened and I gasped ... and as my semen flooded her
mouth she continued her sweet ministrations. I felt her throat constrict
as she swallowed once, and then again. With shaking hands I rubbed her
shoulders. "Mom?" She looked up at me as she tossed her hair back and
licked the stray drops from her lips. She smiled. She squeezed my cock
and a small droplet appeared at the tip. She deftly licked it off and
tucked my half hard penis back into my panties and pulled the nightgown
down. Sitting up she held out her arms and I melted into her embrace
feeling her soft breasts against my chest and hugged her close. "Sweet
dreams, Son," she said as she kissed the top of my head. I watched her
get up, a little unsteady on her legs, and gather her clothing up. Her
lovely hips swayed as she walked slowly out the door. "Good night, Mom
... I love you".


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