Panties Siblings and Comic Boos

Content Warning: This story is a work of fiction and contains fictional acts between consenting adults, Brother / Sister Incest, and Panty Fetish-esque tropes.

This is my first time writing for Literotica or any erotica for that manner. I wrote this story quite a few months ago and wasn't 100% happy with it, but realized that the more I tried to work with it, the more difficult of a time I had with it. I am at a point where I am happy with where it is at and I am excited to get feedback to find out what parts worked and what parts didn't work.

I'd like to give a huge thank you to thegoofyproofyreader for helping with editing, encouragement, and overall being an amazing help, thank you.

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Chapter 1

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"Ashley! Stop, that's issue 181, the first appearance of Wolverine!"

My sister looked at me menacingly, holding my prized possession in her hands, Incredible Hulk 181, the first appearance of Wolverine, my favorite comic book hero.

She sneered at me as she moved and held the book over our fish tank, pinching it between her thumb and index finger while it dangled over the water.

"Jeff, you left this in the living room again, plus, you've got to grow up, you're 18 now, these stupid books are for kids and they will be the reason you stay single the rest of your life."

My sister loved to throw out the fact that I had never had a girlfriend or sex for that matter.

"Please Ashley don't, I'll do anything," I said, my eyes tearing up.

"Anything?" She asked softly with a grin that would look sincere under different circumstances.

"Yes, anything!" I yelled back trying and failing to conceal the desperation in my voice.

My sister stared at me as she thought about what she could do. She loved to embarrass me and the grin still lingering on her face suggested she was thinking of what would embarrass me the most.

Seconds that felt like minutes ticked by as my prized book dangled over the water and I was unable to do anything about it but stare. My sister was a little over two years older than me, mostly skinny and often wore a tight shirt and baggy pants. She had a kind of '90s skater girl vibe even though she didn't skate. She loved to listen to pop punk music from the '90s which I think is what influenced why she dressed how she did. She had on "pajamas" from the night before which consisted of an oversized T-shirt that was about the length of a short dress coming down to her thighs. Her chest was smaller than average especially compared to her thighs but it honestly worked for her; she was attractive in her own way. Plus, her thighs were the only part of her that wasn't skinny. The oversized T-shirt appeared baggy in the chest but clung to her butt and thighs as if it had to be stretched over them. She was short, a little over 5 foot, but just barely. She had pale skin and shoulder length jet black hair with eyes so green that people who met her often wondered if she wore fake contacts, but it was just the color of her eyes.

The grin on my sister's face grew slightly bigger than before.

"I got it," she said.

She sat my comic down balancing it on the top corner of the fish tank making my book hover dangerously over the water.

She slid a black thong down her thighs and let them drop to her feet. I hadn't noticed the thong at first because it was hidden by her oversized shirt.

"Put this on and you can have your book back" she said, kicking the thong in my direction.

"What? No, that's disgusting," I protested.

Ashley moved towards the comic getting ready to push it in.

"Fine!" I yelled as I slid my pants and boxers down.

My flaccid penis hung there as my sister gasped in surprise. I quickly pulled the black cotton thong up my legs and put it in place as best I could. I never thought of myself as particularly big but the thong didn't do a good job of covering everything, my shaft was hanging out the left side.

My sister stared for a second with a puzzled look on her face that I didn't really understand.

"I meant, on your head" she said with a slight laugh.

I started to protest but she again moved her hands closer to pushing my book into the tank. I quickly took the panties off and thrusted them over my head, carelessly forgetting to pull my own pants up.

"There, you happy?" I said.

I noticed a smell coming from the panties. I had placed the front of them over my nose without noticing. They didn't smell bad, they smelled almost sweet but with a sharp pungent odor that I wasn't expecting.

"Oh my God, are you getting turned on?" My sister said, staring down at my previously flaccid penis.

I hadn't noticed, but the smell was turning me on, I had never been with a woman and having something that was that close to a vagina now this close to my face caught me off guard. My boner was at full attention and my sister was staring at it.

"No" I lied quickly pulling my boxers up while moving too fast to take the time to pull my pants up too.

My sister had the same puzzled look as before but shook whatever it was out of her head and picked up her phone.

"Ok, now I am going to get a picture of you like this with my underwear over your head. If you ever leave your comics out again, I am showing this to all of your friend."

She emphasized friend as a singular on purpose because she knew I didn't have many.

"Please don't." I said, still smelling the aroma of the thong over my nose.

"You clearly like it," my sister grinned, looking down at my boxers.

I looked down and noticed my boner had found its way out of the front hole of my boxers and was standing tall in all of it's glory.

"Plus, it looks just like all those geeky cosplay costumes you wear," she said laughing as she lifted her elbows to take the picture with a devious smile on her face.

As she lifted her arms to take the picture, her oversized shirt rose with them and I could start to see the bottom outline of her vagina. My boner grew even harder as more of the outline peaked through from under her shirt. Then her phone camera flashed brightly, stunning me. Ashley smiled and lowered her arms but as she did her right elbow bumped my prized comic and it tumbled into the water.

"Noooo," I screamed, "how could you?" I wobbled off as quickly as I could to my room, pants still around my ankles and my sister's thong still over my head.

I shut the door and locked it. I ripped the thong off my head and threw it to the ground. I sat on my bed and cried silently. I expected my sister to come charging after me, demanding her underwear back, but she didn't, in fact, she didn't even come at all.

I sat there quietly for what must have been an hour, lost in my own thoughts. I knew I should have been more careful with my book and not left it out, I loved that book. It wasn't in the best condition even when I bought it, but it still took me two years of saving to be able to buy it.

There was a soft knock at the door.

"I'm sorry Jeff, I really didn't mean to do it, I dried it off as best I could." Ashley said.

"I hate you, go away," I screamed.

"Honestly, I'm sorry," she said sadly and walked away.

I listened until her footsteps grew quiet as she walked away before opening the door. My comic was laying outside my room on the floor, damp but mostly dried off. It smelled like a mixture of lake water and fish food. Some of the pages clung together and I noticed rips that weren't previously there. I sat it in front of the fan on my dresser and then climbed into bed. I just wanted this day to end.

Chapter 2

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The next morning I woke up hoping that the night before was a dream. I looked over at my dresser and saw my comic still sitting there, confirming that it wasn't.

The book was now over dried and the pages felt brittle. Chipping along the edges showed that it was no longer anywhere near the condition it was in previously.

I remembered telling my sister I hated her and felt bad about it now. As much as we didn't get along at times, this was still no reason to tell her I hated her. I knew she didn't really mean to do it and that it was an accident. The sad tone she apologized with was a sound I had never really heard from her before.

I walked down the hall to the bathroom and my sister was already in there. I knew it was her because our parents were often away on work trips which almost always left us home alone. This had become even more common now that the two of us were adults.

The door opened and my sister walked out. She glanced at me for a brief second and I noticed her green eyes were bloodshot, had she been crying? She left to go to her room without saying anything.

I continued into the bathroom and did my usual morning routine. I brushed my teeth in front of the mirror and saw my reflection staring back at me. Everyone thought of me as the geeky type, mostly because I was. I was about 5'6", short and skinny with medium length black hair that stuck up in whichever direction my pillow last made it go. My skin was pale like my sister's however it didn't compliment me like it did her. I was a virgin and the shy type, I got too nervous around girls and didn't have the confidence to change that. I hopped in the shower, forgetting to shave and decided that I'd just do it tomorrow. I showered quickly, got out, dried off and walked back to my room also forgetting to put on deodorant. I threw on a pair of blue jeans and a Batman T-shirt, even though I was more of a Marvel fan.

I glanced around my room and saw my sister's black thong still sitting on the floor. I picked it up to bring it back to her and noticed that it had some kind of white crusty stains on the front of the inside and wondered if that was what I had smelled. I put my nose up to it to see and the front of my pants began to swell, this was definitely the smell I had noticed, my sister's juices must have created it.

I walked it back down the hall to give it to her and to apologize for the night before, but I noticed her door was slightly open. She was laying in bed staring at something on her phone. I moved to open the door but then heard a quiet moan escape from her mouth. I noticed the blanket over her hip area was moving back and forth.

"Was she masturbating?" I thought to myself.

She let out another moan, this time a bit louder, as if to answer the question I had just asked myself. I took a step backwards and the floor squeaked with my step. My sister looked up towards the door but I had moved to where she couldn't see me.

I heard her bed creek and then footsteps heading my way. I stuffed her panties in my pocket and whipped out my phone. My sister came out of her room and I pretended like I was on the phone and pacing up and down the hallway.

"Who are you even talking to?" she asked, sounding more like her old self.

"I'm calling the comic shop to see if they can help with the damage to the book," I lied.

She started to speak but stopped herself. I thought I saw her eyes start to glass up as if they were going to water but she turned around and went downstairs before I could tell.

The door was still open to her room so I figured I would just drop her panties in her clothes hamper to avoid any awkwardness of having to hand them to her directly. I quietly pushed open her door and walked in.

Her room was spotlessly clean and smelled as if Bath and Bodyworks had a baby with Yankee Candle. Her phone laid on her bed, she must have left quickly and forgot to take it. I walked over to her bed and looked at her phone and saw the picture of me from yesterday, but it was zoomed in on the boner protruding through my boxers.

"Was she masturbating to this? To me?" I thought to myself. I moved her blanket up and saw a purple bullet vibrator hidden underneath. I picked it up and it was still wet. Putting it up to my nose, it smelled similarly to her panties but different, more fresh and feminine. I heard footsteps coming up the stairs and hurriedly put everything back where I found it and left her room, resuming my fake conversation with the comic store.

"Yes sir, comic book store sir, I can bring the book in," I said, faking my side of the conversation.

"You're so weird," my sister said and she went into her room, closing the door behind her.

I hurried back to my room and closed the door.

I couldn't believe what I had seen, Ashley has always been one to mess with me, why would she want to do that? I've seen porn and my penis was nothing special I thought, other guys' were closer to 8 to 10 inches while mine hovered right around 7 and I figured girls wouldn't be interested in someone who wasn't the size that I thought was normal.

I put my hand in my pocket to get my phone out to actually call the comic shop and realized my sister's thong was still in there, I forgot to drop it in her hamper. I pulled it out and sat it on the pillow of my bed planning to return it another time and dialed the number to the comic store.

"Hello, this is Jeff. I had some damage accidentally happen to my Hulk 181 and was wondering if it was salvageable, could anyone take a look at it if I bring it down? Be there before 5PM? Ok perfect. Thank you." - click.

I ended the call and laid back down on my bed. Comic restoration wasn't cheap if done professionally but this book meant a lot to me and I wanted it fixed right if possible.

I turned over in my bed and noticed the panties laying in front of me. They were at least two feet away but I could still smell them from here. I slid down my pants and began to play with myself, the aroma coming from the panties was too intoxicating to ignore. I laid on my back and grabbed the thong, placing it over my nose while being careful to put the inside flap directly over my nostrils. I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply through my nose as I continued stroking myself. My penis grew hard quicker than it normally would just from watching porn. Keeping my eyes closed, I began to imagine my sister, with that oversized shirt stretched over her butt as she slid these panties to the floor. I stroked faster and harder as I imagined my sister lifting her arms, allowing the silhouette of her vagina to peek through the bottom of her shirt.

"WHAT are you doing?" my sister yelled.

I forgot to lock the door. I opened my eyes to see my sister at the foot of my bed, staring at me as I had her panties over my nose. She was wearing the same night shirt that she had on the night before with the bottom portion stretched over her huge ass and thighs.

"I was just.." I stumbled, but couldn't think of a lie in time.

"You were just masturbating with my underwear?" she hurled, still staring at me judging.

I moved to pull my pants back up and she stopped me.

"No, you aren't getting out of it that easy," she said abruptly causing me to hault as she sat down on the bed next to me.

"Don't start something you aren't going to finish," she added, motioning for me to continue.

I didn't know if this was some sort of trick. Did she have a camera that she was going to pull out and use to blackmail me? I stayed still, frozen in place, unable to continue.

"Well, go on, if you're going to be doing that with my underwear, I'm going to watch." she stated bluntly with a stern glare.

I moved my hand slowly towards my cock, expecting Ashley to yell at me to stop and to tell me how gross I was to be masturbating with my own sisters panties, but she didn't, she just stared.

I placed my hand over the shaft of my penis and began stroking it slowly.

"That's not how you were doing it before, do it faster," she demanded.

I tried to move faster but I just couldn't, I knew this was some sort of a trap and was too lost in what that could be to really concentrate.

"Let me show you," Ashley commanded as she immediately leaned over and grabbed my penis in both hands. She began stroking me as I laid there not understanding what was going on but enjoying every moment of it.

"Like this," she instructed, as she moved both hands up and down my shaft, holding it firmly.

As my sister stroked my penis, the motion of her arms caused her shirt to begin to rise up and I noticed she wasn't wearing any underwear and I started to stare. With each stroke and motion her shirt rose higher and higher until the shirt only came to her waist and was no longer covering anything below that. Her vagina was out on display for me, fully shaved and just a tad pinker than the pale skin surrounding it. At the sight of it, I grew harder in her hands

"Are you smelling the panties as I do this?" my sister asked in a sultry tone.

I had almost forgot they were there and the reminder caused me to instantly breathe in through my nose, catching a big whiff of her crusted juices.

"Do you like this?" my sister cooed smiling, but not her usual devious grin, this was more genuine and almost sexual.

"Yes," I uttered under my breath, barely able to speak.

My breathing was getting heavy and it felt like I was getting close.

My sister continued stroking me with her left hand and took the panties off my nose with her right and shoved them into my mouth.

"Taste me," she ordered aggressively, as she shoved them in, crusty side first.

The taste landed on my tongue and I felt myself grow even harder. It had a flavor of a cross between something sweet yet something tangy, not something I had ever tasted before. It was too much for me to hold in any longer and without thinking I garbled my announcement that I was about to cum.

My sister continued stroking me as she leaned down over my penis and began sucking on the tip. I exploded in her mouth and she let go of my shaft with her hand, only to bring her mouth all the way down to the base of my penis with my cock sliding down her throat. She continued this motion 4 or 5 more times and then slowly came to a stop. She gulped down what was in her mouth and then looked over at me with her emerald green eyes.

"Look, I'm really sorry about your comic and I am going to make it up to you, I hope this is a good start," she half-smiled, something normally out of character for her.

She leaned over and kissed me. I felt her tongue swoop in my mouth and take her panties out of it. She stood up facing away from me with her shirt still above her waist allowing me to see her bare ass. She bent down giving me an incredible view of her perfect butt as she slid on the thong that had just come out of my mouth. She began rubbing the wet front part of it into her pussy as the thong settled into it's new location. She looked back at me and smiled a gleefully authentic smile and then left, without saying another word.

I spent the rest of the morning in a daze, it was the first time I had done anything sexual with another person and it was with my sister. A part of me felt it was wrong, but it honestly didn't feel wrong. Plus, no one else had ever been interested in me. But a part of me was still nervous and borderline disgusted with myself. After all, what would our parents think if they found out?

Chapter 3

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I left my room about 3PM with the plan to beg my sister to take me to the comic store. I felt awkward asking her after this morning, but I still needed a ride. I hated driving and hadn't finished everything I needed to do to get my license. Ashley made fun of me about this all the time and I dreaded asking her but I was in a desperate situation. I walked down the hall to her room, the door was firmly closed. I mustered up the courage and knocked shyly on the door.

"Come in" my sister said from the other side.

I walked in and my sister was now dressed. She wore a white tank top with dark eyeliner around her eyes, a loose hanging tie around her neck and a baggy pair of camouflage cargo pants to complete her ensemble.

"Can you take me to the comic store - please?" I asked, almost forgetting to add a please at the end.