Growing up in a house with my mom, dad, and an older sister, Linda, I was always treated like I was special. Mom let me have my way most of the time and Linda was always there for me to talk to. I was eighteen and just out of high school. My one fond memory was that I would jack-off using my sister's panties as a thought invoking means to make me very hard and emptying my cock juice into. I was always pulling out, "big boy," whenever I got the chance.
I was having one of my, "panties fresh from the hamper," sessions, holding them up to my nose, breathing deeply, and stroking quickly, when my sister opened my bedroom door. Like I said, I was eighteen and my cock was eight inches of steel, Linda was nineteen, and very nice to look at. She stood in the doorway, saying nothing, but staring at the sight before her. My pants and underwear were completely off me and like I said, I had a pair of sis's panties up to my nose and holding, "big boy".
After seeing Linda was not going to go away, I started to stroke my cock. Finally sis left and closed the door behind her. Linda didn't say anything about this to me or my family, so I just let it pass. A couple of days later, I was getting ready for bed and when I pulled down my sheets, there was a pair of Linda's panties. I also found a note from her, "Have fun." I stripped down and was starting to do into my usual routine when I heard a knock on my bedroom door
. "Can I come in?" It was Linda; I pulled up the sheet and covered myself.
"Sure, come on in." I answered. Slowly the door opened, Linda came in, closing the door behind her.
"Can I watch?" she asked. I looked at Linda, and then I pulled off the sheet, exposing myself to her wide eyed stare.
"Sure, if you want." Linda didn't move, just a slight nodding of her head was enough for me to start where I left off. I slowly stroked myself while sniffing the aroma of the panties she had given me for this occasion. Linda's stare was intent on taking in every detail of my masturbation. I made a show of it, savoring every second of my captive audience's attention.
Linda was getting worked up a little too. She was moaning right along with me as I approached an orgasm. I said, "I'm coming sis," and she leaned very close to my cock just as I shot a wad of cum out, landing on her nose. Linda stayed in that positions letting me empty my load all over her face. She waited till the last drop came out, then reached down and took her panties from my hand. Sis stood there, letting me get a good look at her cum covered face before wiping off the cum with her panties. I started to get hard again, but she turned and left, taking the panties with her.
Linda was bringing me panties every night and we would do the same routine. After a week of this, she changed, from standing to sitting on my bed, till I would explode on her face. Sometimes she would even rub the cum all over her face, then we would just look at each other, till she wiped it off. I found this so sexy that I waited for her and didn't even think about starting till she would knock on the door. We never spoke while she watched. I knew this was too deep a desire for us both to ruin with words.
After doing this routine for about a month, Linda changed it again. Now she would knock on my door, come in, and remove the panties she was wearing. It was heaven getting these warm and fragrant presents from her. I would even get a flash of her cunt sometimes, and a wet spot on the panties was always savored. I would lick and suck at the wet spot till I could no longer hold back on my mission. Linda seemed to enjoy my extra attention to the slightly soiled material. She even bought some very sexy black panties that I was very fond of.
All this took place for just over a year, and not once did Linda ever touch me. I wanted her to suck me, but I never asked her to or made a move on her. I took this for what it was, nothing more than a very hot arousal, for us both. Linda never invited me to watch her. I would have jumped at the chance to see her in action.
