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Megan’s Panties
by Michele (fortpit2001@yahoo.com)

***

Some parts of this story are factual. While playing 
with sister’s panties Mark is busted and Sister takes a 
little time thinking about what her little brother is 
doing, and what she will do about it. (Fm-teens, 
youths, inc, mast)

***

Hi my name is Mark. I was fourteen years old when I was 
busted by my sister for sniffing a pair of her worn 
undergarments. According to Megan I was a huge pervert, 
and I really can’t dispute her assumptions in this 
matter nor of the morality factor of being so attracted 
to a family member. Being an average guy my age I was 
constantly jerking off every chance I had. 

One day when I was around thirteen I found a pair of 
Meg’s panties on the bathroom floor. They were silky 
and soft, and when I brought them to my cheek I 
couldn’t help but smell the most wonderful scent I had 
ever smelled, it made me hard in an instant. I honestly 
started to shoot jizm all over the place with out even 
jacking myself.  

From that moment on I was addicted to her panties 
especially ones that were recently been removed from 
her lovely body, preferably still warm, and damp with 
the musky scent of her pussy.  

On the fateful I was caught I had rummaged through her 
dirty cloths hamper to find a freshly worn pair, Mmmm 
french high cuts in my favorite color black. The cotton 
gusset was stained with the hormonal discharge of her 
hot teen pussy, the color black really showed the flow 
of her sweet feminine excitement. 

These I held to my nose as I wrapped my thick six-inch 
cock in another pair of her undies. For the last year 
or so I had been enjoying my sisters panties. I planed 
on leaving a load of sticky boy jizz in the crotch 
these. But I had gotten much too careless indulging in 
my corrupt little fetish.

Megan’s sweet musky scent was intoxicating her panties 
must have been soaked as she wore them. I pondered over 
what had aroused her to a point that would get them in 
such a sticky, heavenly state. I could feel my load 
building and on its way as I fantasized about my lovely 
sister when the bedroom door flew open and my sister 
stood staring wide-eyed at her fourteen-year-old 
perverted little brother. 

My hard-on went from a throbbing monster to a limp 
noodle in seconds. Never have I been so embarrassed and 
ashamed of myself. I wanted to die right then and 
there. It really only took a few seconds but at that 
moment it seemed like an eternity before she composed 
herself to enough speak. 

"My God Mark what on earth are you up too? As if I 
don’t know. And what the fuck are you doing with my 
panties? Hand them over right this second. You're one 
sick little pervert!" she said the last part under her 
breath as she retrieved her undies holding them with 
her fingertips. 

All I could think about was what my Mother would say 
when she was told, and what Megan would tell her and my 
friends. "Sis I’m sorry please, please don’t tell mom, 
please!" I begged almost in tears at Megan’s swiftly 
retreating figure. 

Jesus, I was really and truly in for it now. I felt 
like running away. I knew I could never show my face 
again if anyone found out about this incident. I was 
afraid to leave my bedroom. Mom and Dad were due home 
in a few hours. I had to think about what I was going 
to do but I couldn’t come up with a good story or 
rather a good lie, yes sir I was really screwed for 
sure this time. The only thing I could do was talk to 
her, and beg her not to tell anyone. 

I pulled on a T-shirt and a pair of running shorts and 
went to her bedroom door I meekly knocked. I heard Meg 
say, "What do you want pervert?"

"I just want to talk Sis, please can I come in?"

Angrily she said, "We've got nothing to talk about."

Again I said, "Please Meg, you have to talk to me. I’m 
sorry, please can we talk about this?"

The door slowly opened and my beautiful sister stood 
with arms akimbo. All she said was speak and make it 
fast. 

My sister is a very good-looking girl she was seventeen 
at the time this incident took place. She was blessed 
with long dark brown curly hair. Hair so full of tight 
kinky curls that you couldn’t get a comb or hardly a 
brush through them. She has steel gray eyes that flash 
or color with specks of green depending on her mood.  

Her body appeared to my inexperienced fourteen-year-old 
eyes truly that of a goddess. Her legs were long and 
sculpted by countless hours of ballet and swimming. Her 
breasts though small seemed perfectly formed, sitting 
proudly on skin that could only be described as living 
alabaster her body was positively blemish free. Why she 
wasn’t on a catwalk modeling and making scads of money 
was a mystery. Yet she was an enigma. 

I know now that she was a very deep thinking and 
feeling person. She was much farther advanced then I in 
her grasp of emotional comprehension and her maturity 
was truly beyond her years. She didn’t date during this 
period of her life. Her devotion to her studies and 
dance were her only vocation. Megan was assaulted 
constantly by boys and men alike wanting to have a shot 
of getting her panties around her knees. But she would 
have no part of them. Sure I know I sound enamored by 
my lovely sister, but how could such natural beauty not 
make me want her also. 

I stood before her looking down at my shuffling feet 
and anywhere else to avoid her piercing gaze. Well she 
said out with it! God where to start with it all I 
didn’t know. I guess the truth was the best way to lay 
it out to her.

"Meg, I’m sorry for going through your things, I had no 
right to do what I did."

"Then why’d you do it Mark? You know I should tell mom 
and Dad. What the hell were you doing with my panties? 
You had best give me a reason for it all and it better 
be good. If you lie to me, this conversation is over. 
And believe me I’ll know if your lying!"

"I’m embarrassed to tell you. You’ll for sure tell and 
you’ll hate me forever."

"Mark you had better come out with it, now."

The Truth was going to kill me, well here goes. "I 
guess part of it is that I think you’re the most 
beautiful girl I have ever seen. I know it’s sick or 
even perverted but I have never seen a girl naked, or 
even kissed one. One day you left a pair of panties in 
the bathroom they were soft and silky. They intrigued 
me, I rubbed them on my cheek, and geez they felt so 
good that I really wished I could wear underwear like 
those. And then your scent caught me totally unaware. I 
couldn’t help myself Meg your it turned me on beyond 
anything I had ever experienced. I inhaled your essence 
from the panties and had to have release."

I finally looked up into her eyes, she didn’t seem as 
mad as she was only minutes ago, but I knew dam well I 
wasn’t out of the woods just yet. 

"Okay Mark, at least it sounds like the truth, as sick 
and perverted as it is. I’m your sister for gods' sake. 
Get out, I have to think about this, I don’t know what 
I should do about all of this just yet."

At the supper table things were reserved as far as our 
regular conversations went. My Dad is a software 
engineer and was away for a few weeks as was usual for 
him. I was quiet for a change and mom asked if I was 
feeling Ok. I replied that I was just a little tired 
and wanted to lie down for a while. I knew that if 
Megan were going to spill the beans she would do it 
while I was away from the table. I lay down on my bed 
and fell asleep waiting for the door to fly open to 
face the wraith of my mother, it didn’t happen.  

For the next couple of weeks I avoided Meg fearing she 
would bring the whole incident up again but it didn’t 
happen. The few times we did interact I sensed that 
something was different, but I couldn’t put my finger 
on it. I would catch her looking at me when she thought 
I was involved or didn’t notice. 

One morning about a month later I went to take a shower 
after her and found the same pair of panties she had 
caught me with lying carelessly on top of the vanity. 
My fetish for my sisters undies once again surfaced, I 
couldn’t help myself. I took a good look at the 
position that they were in and looked at the portion 
where her pussy had been. Sure enough she had left her 
calling card on the black cotton panel I immediately 
brought them to my nose and deeply inhaled her 
fragrance. 

Still paranoid I turned on the water opened the shower 
spigot like I was bathing and I proceeded to 
masturbate. Her scent alone was enough to bring me to 
the point of coming, her fragrant sexual odor had me 
pumping out whit gooey ropes of sperm. I was shooting 
the stuff wherever my cock was pointed, the shower 
door, the toilet, I looked up and my sister just stared 
at me my cock and the mess I had just made of the 
bathroom. Oh shit! 

She was standing a few feet away from me with a jet of 
my hot cum sliding slowly off the hem of her short 
skirt and down a bare shapely leg. A knowing smile was 
barely curling the corners of her gorgeous full lips. 
"Are you enjoying your self Mark?" was all she said. 

I was caught again but this time it seemed very 
different. I had been set up, she knew I couldn’t 
resist using her panties for a quick bit of fun. I 
looked at her, then at her leg where my jizz was now 
oozing over her knee and didn’t say a word. Her undies 
were still under my nose her smell still intoxicating 
my senses. My hard-on didn’t shrink like it did the 
last time in fact it seemed as though it was stiffer 
and another inch longer if that was possible. 

She walked to the sink grabbed a wash cloth and wiped 
her skirt as best she could. Her face was flushed, and 
her hands seemed to shake a little bit as she dabbed at 
her leg. 

Looking me in the eyes she said that was kind-a, 
different I never saw a boy shoot his stuff before. I 
said nothing, slowly her hand slipped the panties from 
my grasp she looked at them strangely and set them on 
the vanity. After a few seconds she said, "Why do you 
do it Mark?" 

With out a pause I said, "Because I love you. I thing 
you’re the most beautiful sexy woman on this earth."

"Okay, but why my underwear?" 

"Because they're the closest thing I'll ever have to 
having sex with you," I said quietly under my breath.

"Do you wear them?" 

"Sometimes," I replied.

"Put them on, I want to see you in them."

I slowly slipped them on one leg at a time and pulled 
them slowly up my trembling legs until the silky 
material was snugly hugging my throbbing boner. 

"Hmm they look kind-a sexy on you Mark but now you 
can’t smell my pussy." She slipped her hands under her 
short skirt and slowly with both thumbs and forefingers 
eased her panties down her tan shapely legs. She turned 
them inside out and brought the crotch to her nose and 
breathed in deeply through the cotton gusset and calmly 
said, "I think these will do just fine don’t you Mark?"

I was starting to sweat, though not from fear this 
time. Gently she handed the tiny white bikinis to me 
and said, "Please continue, I want to see you shoot 
your stuff in my panties. I bet you're just waiting to 
soak these pretty little things with your cum aren’t 
you Mark?"

With that her hand made its way to my cock that was now 
poking its head over the top of her undies. "Come on 
Mark, I wanna see you shoot again." She slid her bottom 
on the vanity counter top legs slightly spread, cooing 
softly, "C'mon do it, do it now Mark, please." 

I was totally shocked but hugely turned on by my 
sister's unexpected behavior. I slipped my cock out a 
leg opening and held the white bikinis to my nose. She 
was looking at me her neck had a rose colored blush 
that emerged from the top button of her blouse. She was 
breathing faster then normal and was slowly rubbing her 
thighs. Never had I been so turned on in my life. Here 
was my sister watching me masturbate into her freshly 
worn undies, I was in heaven. 

I started to move my hand over my engorged dick very, 
very slowly I didn’t want to get off to quick because 
this situation might never happen again. I was so close 
to pumping another load that even the slightest touch 
would send me over the top I had to stop or it would be 
over. Meg looked at me with disappointment clearly 
showing on her angelic face and said, "Come here Mark," 
as she pulled her skirt up and over her hips showing me 
the most wonderful pussy that even to this day I can 
say is better then any other I have seen.  

She pulled her legs up on top of the vanity and very 
slowly spread them open for me. "You’re the very first 
boy to see my pussy Mark, do you like it?" 

I could only groan in affirmation. It was perfect, her 
hair was timed short and shaped in a small V. In that 
position I could see her opening from which a milky 
colored liquid oozed like my cum but lighter clearer 
and thinner in consistency. It was starting to run down 
her crack toward her bottom. I could smell the 
excitement her feminine musk rising to my nostrils 
driving me to an ever-higher level of incestual lust. 

"Can I touch you?" I asked.

She shook her head meaning no, and her hand covered her 
sex. "But you can kiss me if you want too." 

Leaning forward I slowly pressed my lips to hers in the 
most childlike kiss you could imagine. I was so totally 
inexperienced that Megan literally took thing into her 
own hands as it were. One behind my neck the other 
across my panty clad butt. Her mouth seeking mine, lips 
slightly parted closed over mine parting my lips with a 
searching tongue. She placed my left hand on a firm 
breast over her top my right was guided behind her to a 
soft globe of an ass cheek. 

Moaning softly in my ear she slid forward and gently 
squeezing my cock, her other hand was busy moving in 
ever faster little circles in now what must have been a 
very wet slit judging from the sloppy noise this action 
was creating. She was making small cooing sounds from 
the back of her throat, "Umm, Mmm, O O-god, Mmm O yea, 
yes yes come on UUUaaaaaaa!" with that her head tipped 
back showing her wonderful neck her eyes closed tightly 
and she started to tremble. 

Her legs shook and her hand squeezed my hard on 
painfully. Looking up at me with a sultry look in her 
half-closed eyes she removed her fingers from her pussy 
and held them under my nose. They were wet and shinny, 
a drop of clear juice was ready to fall from her index 
finger. Before it did it was slipped between my open 
lips. Her fingers pushed in, and I sucked them until 
they were clean.

"I want you to come on my vagina, I want you to squirt 
it all over my pussy Mark do it now hurry Mark, please 
hurry."  Holding my rock hard member she eased it up to 
her drenched slit parting the lips as she did so. 

I wanted to push in but she stopped me and shook her 
head in denial. But then she did the next best thing 
and started sliding my cock head slowly up and down her 
very wet fuck crack paying close attention to the top 
of the slit which I was to learn later is a women’s 
most sensitive place. 

My sister Meg started to moan again. "Cum for me Mark 
cum all over my cunt, come on do it, do it now, 
Uaaaaaaaa! Mmmmm! I’m cumming! Oh God! Aaaaa oh yeah!!"

Her hand was moving my cock in between her slippery 
love soaked lips faster and faster. I couldn’t hold it 
any longer, and I cried out with the most intense 
orgasm that I had ever had to date. Rope after steaming 
rope of hot incestual love juice blasted the inside of 
her pussy lips, it ran down her swollen lips to the 
crack of her ass there it puddled on the bathroom 
vanity top. 

I was spent and fell against her pushing her to the 
mirror behind her waiting to catch my breath. As we 
regained our composure and our vital signs returned to 
normal she took a finger and slowly inserted it into 
her love tunnel for a few seconds then removed it and 
sucked our love fluids from her delicate fingers, and 
with a slightly mischievous smile she hummed, "MmmmMmm 
good."

The End

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a 
fellow convict in their local prison system.
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