As children, me and my sister, Angie had to share a bedroom in the North London flat we lived with our parents, initially sharing a bed and later in separate beds until I was 18 and she was 19, when the family finally moved into a small house and got separate bedrooms.
Going through puberty together, and growing up so closely, I had to endure endless teasing as she and her visiting friends picked on me, being the spotty fat kid whilst she developed my parents' good looking offspring.
This led to me having low esteem and in my loneliness, a pessimistic outlook.
We were still in our 20s, when the shared grief over losing both of our parents in quick succession brought us closer together. Providing mutual support and comfort to each other tightened the bond between us strengthening the relationship. Despite this I was still a loner. Fantasies of sexual humiliation by females, with my sister as the protagonist evolved.
I would go into my sister's bedroom whilst she was out and retrieve knickers from her laundry basket.
Sometimes, I would just smell them but when feeling more adventurous, I would take items to my room. There, I would pretend to be a girl. I would strip, put my arms through the bra strap and pull the cups over my chest, then placing the knickers over my penis. This vision in the mirror evoked feelings of inadequacy.
I heard the front door open whilst I was doing this one day and had to rush to her room hastily to return the underwear before Angie could get upstairs.
In bed later that night, and thankful that she didn't catch me, I was aroused recalling the earlier events and started to play with myself thinking of her.
Having few friends, whenever Angie was out, I regularly went searching for her used underwear to repeat this.
I became aware of internet porn after overhearing men talking about sites they'd visited and searched on my computer.
Looking at the categories, I viewed a variety but found humiliation porn videos the most stimulating. Pussy licking and facesitting being my favourites with female domination of both sexes. Suggested titles of incest scenes prompted me to search for sisters dominating male and female siblings.
One evening following our evening meal, we were sitting in the lounge watching TV on the settee when my sister broke the silence and started talking about sex, making me uncomfortable.
"Why don't you bring girls home, do you not want a girlfriend?" She asked.
"Of course I do but I'm just not confident, I mean look at me, girls just aren't attracted in that way. Look at my fat body and I'm not good looking in any sense either." I replied honestly.
She left the room and ran upstairs, returning with her soiled knickers.
"These were damp when I picked them up to do the washing before dinner, feel them." She said, accusingly.
As I had done since I was young in these situations, I blushed "So what?" I responded, trying to deflect her implication.
"They weren't when I left this morning and do you know what, it isn't the first time." She said as she placed her hands in her hips, waiting for me to say something.
I remained quiet but stared, wishing I were somewhere else as she stood there, waiting for a response.
All the while, thoughts drifted to my fantasies and licking her pussy, which aroused me.
