Trevor glanced at his watch as he drove down the familiar street. He knew he had 3 hours before mom and dad got home, 4 hours till Kelly got home. Pulling in the drive, He could feel the excitement build.
Unlocking the door, Trevor pocketed his keys and climbed the stairs. He looked forward to his regular adventure. It had started out as once a week, but now had grown to an addiction he fulfilled 4 times a week. Climbing the stairs and walking down the hall, he knocked on Kelly's door. He always played it safe, making sure she truly wasn't home. Opening the door, Trevor entered the room.
Kelly's room screamed feminine. The pink walls had never been repainted after all these years. Even though she was in college, she loved the younger feel to her room. Posters of various rock stars hung on the wall, her bed displayed a collection of stuffed animals.
Trevor opened her closet, feeling each dress, skirt and blouse in his fingers. Then casually, he strolled to her dresser. Opening each drawer starting at the bottom. Finally he reached the top drawer, the one he craved. Pulling it open, she had her lingerie neatly arranged. Panties on the right, bras on the left, nighties in the middle. Trevor removed a pink bra and a matching pair of panties.
Trevor held them up proudly, putting them to his face. He noticed her dirty lingerie in the top of the clothes hamper. lifting a bra, he took in the scent of his step sisters skin on the fabric. As he held the bra, he unbuttoned his jeans and slid his hand inside, slowly stroking himself. As he moaned, the thought came to mind, with plenty of time, he could actually try on some of her things.
The thought excited him, quickly he undressed. Sliding the pink panties from the drawer on, he felt his cock harden beneath the silk fabric. Sliding the bra on his shoulders, he hooked the front clasp. Trevor opened Kelly's closet again. He surprised himself at the new interest in her clothes. Then he found it. One of the cheerleading uniforms for Baxter County Community College.
The same uniform as in the picture of Kelly that sat on the bedside table. He had to see how it felt. Sliding the skirt on, then the top, Trevor looked in the mirror, he was a cheerleader. He loved how the uniform felt and fit. His horniness built. Pushing her stuffed animals aside, Trevor laid down where Kelly slept every night.
Pulling the skirt down just enough to free his raging hard on, Trevor stared at the picture of Kelly on the table. Stroking himself steadily, he felt so alive, so free. He bit his lip to keep from moaning. He had suddenly forgotten all about the outside world....until
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" A voice demanded.
Trevor looked up and saw Kelly at the door. A pissed look an her face, her mouth hung open slightly in disbelief. Trevor couldn't answer, his cock in his hand, on her bed, in her cheerleading uniform, there was no way to come up with an alibi.
Kelly turned and stormed away, was she going to call mom and dad. Trevor forgot everything and chased after Kelly. She had just reached the door when Trevor stopped her by putting his hand on the door.
"Kelly, I'm sorry."
"Sorry? Why the hell are you wearing my clothes?"
"I just got an urge, I don't know what happened to me."
