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Total fabrication, not a thing happened anywhere except my head. This is a fetish story about our Larry trying to decide if wearing he should wear his Mom’s panties or his sisters.
There was a part of me that felt like I was some sort of a creep for spying on my sister as she stood in bra and panties and stroked her husband’s cock inside of his boxers. Yet there was a part of me that was a bit jealous. I had fantasized about my sister since I was old enough to know the difference between male and female. I had spied on her once when she still lived at home.
I had peeked at her through her door that wasn’t shut tightly. She was setting on her bed wearing a bra and panties and was putting a foot into her panty hose. The hose was not very dark but added a shine to her foot as she pulled it on. She wiggled her toes as she adjusted the hose just so and then her long finger glided it up her perfectly shaped calf.
Then she stopped, gathered up the rest of the panty hose and bending over put her other foot into it, just like the other, wiggling toes, adjusting it just so and then smoothing it up to her knee. At that point she stood up and I got my first frontal view of a woman wearing a bra and panties. The panties were white lace and so sheer I could see a shadow that I knew was hair where her legs met. It was such a sharp contrast to the pretty white panties that I tried to image what she looked like without the panties.
Her bra was very low cut and I had no idea why her boobs didn’t fall out of it when she had bent to do the second foot. I watched as she bent to begin pulling the pantyhose into place, first one leg than the other as she pulled them up her legs. Her boobs wiggled inside the lace cups of her bra. She parted her legs and smoothed the fabric across her panties that now looked sort of tan instead of the pure white from before. My mind reeled at how smooth she looked between her legs with the pantyhose pulled up. Not a lump or bump anywhere and with her legs parted I could see clearly her secret hidden spot that all boys my age dreamed about.
She reached inside the hose and tugged at her panties, pulling them into place. It seemed that the panties creased in the middle like they were folding into a crevice. I learned sometime later why her panty took this shape, it was the outer folds of her pussy, my friends knew all this stuff, I was such an idiot.
She bent at the waist to smooth, adjust, and tug at the hose getting it adjusted just so. Her tits bulged out the top of her bra making them look so much bigger. As she stood she turned to look in her mirror. She turned and looked at her butt, tugging at the hose making them fit her body perfectly. I loved looking at her in the hose and knew I would remember this scene forever.
She reached to a hanger on her closet door knob and pulled a blue polka dot top on and then turned back to the dresser adjusting the sleeves and pulling little wrinkles out so the top fit perfectly over her boobs. I wondered what they must look like without the bra and what would they feel like. She picked up a small ear ring and dropped it. She got down on her knees to pick it up and gave me a full view of her panty covered butt.
The pantyhose seam ran up her butt and I smiled thinking, “all that tugging and adjusting and that seam does not follow the crack of her ass.” I could clearly see her crack and the way her panties had pulled up inside of it. I wondered it that was uncomfortable and just then my trance and thoughts was broken.
“Larry where are you,” my mother had called me to take out the trash. It broke the spell, Ruth was left to the privacy of her bedroom while I hauled the kitchen trash out to the can. I hated missing the rest of the show. For weeks that scene played through my head and each time I would notice her wearing a skirt with pantyhose my cock would harden and make a tent in my trousers.
When I tried hiding my erection I’d be scolded by my mother or sister, “Stop playing with that,” they would say. “If they had any idea just how hard my cock would get and pinched at the wrong angle they would tell me to go ahead and adjust it,” I would think when they scolded me. “Women have no idea what it is like to be young and horny all the time.” It was about this time that I learned from a friend about jerking off and was finally able to make my cock squirt. I had never felt anything like that but loved it and would play with myself any time I would be hard and alone.
Now I was staying with Ruth and Fred and had just learned how silky soft my Mom’s panties were. I had worn them home from our house and now while watching TV with Ruth and Fred I could feel the delicate nylon against my cock as it hardened in my pants. It was like I was touching myself but it was the panty that caressed me and gave me that funny feeling that always signaled that I could cum and squirt white stuff.
My mind went back to this morning seeing Fred in those panties that we now hidden in my closet. What would it feel like to wear them? I had not taken time to inspect them but promised myself I would when I went to bed. The thought of another new panty made my boner throb and I could feel the delicate nylon caress me each time I would shift around on the couch. Then I would think about Ruth in her shiny satin bra and panties this morning and again this afternoon and wondered if she was still wearing them now.
Fred got up saying, “time to shower,” and left the room. Ruth was setting on the couch beside me and I could smell her perfume that reminded me of the panty I had worn briefly before shooting it full of cum this afternoon. I looked down at her bare legs that were covered to just above her knees with her nightgown that felt like the slick nylon panty I was wearing. I knew because my hand was between us and my fingertips found the slick silky fabric.
The nightgown was sort of minty green and had wide straps and the front was cut showing me her pale white skin and a hint of cleavage. When she had come to set beside me I couldn’t see any lines from her bra but she has set down before my prying eyes could look for panty lines. I was angry at myself for missing that detail. Then I had a thought, my hand was on the couch so close I could feel the silky nylon nightgown and the heat of her body.
All I needed to do is find an excuse to move my hand a bit and see if I could feel her panty as I would brush against her. Before I could put this plan into action Ruth got up to get a magazine and when she bent forward I could clearly see that there was no hint of a panty line. I wished that the hem of the nightgown would raise higher so I could see her bare ass.
It seemed like Fred was taking a long shower but then I was concentrating on my sisters silky nightgown and knowing she was naked under it made me want to run my hands all over her body. I knew this made me sound like a creep as I had those thoughts but she was right there beside me. “Did she know I had an erection?” I wondered. “Would she ever put her hand down my pants like she did Fred?” My face flushed red when I thought about that, her hand was holding the magazine just inches away from my boner, it was making me crazy. I wanted to jerk off thinking about it but had no excuse to get up. The bathroom was occupied and I didn’t want to go to bed so early.
Then I had another thought, “maybe I could shift my position on the couch so my erection would pop up and make a tent in my trousers.” I tried to think what would be the best way but was at a loss to figure it out. Then fortune smiled one me when Ruth got up and said, “I hope Fred is done in there,” and she walked towards the hallway. The bright kitchen light was on and it shone through the nightgown and gave me a perfect view of her breasts hidden by the nightgown.
They didn’t look anything like they did in her bra, they seemed to sag down a bit and I could plainly see a bump that I knew had to be her nipple. It was a brief glimpse but enough to make me want to see more. As she disappeared down the hall I scooted over a little bit to make it so she had to set closer to me and reached inside my trousers and pulled my erection straight up so it made a perfect tent in my pants. I knew it wasn’t as big as Fred’s would be, but it was plain as the nose on your face that I had a boner.
I held perfectly still until Ruth came back in the room. “He needs to get moving,” she said, “or I will have an accident.” As she turned to face me on the couch I saw her eyes go straight to the tent in my trousers. I knew she had seen it, I loved thinking about my sister knowing I was hard and hoped she knew it was hard because of her.
“Would she ask me if I was happy to see her like she had said to Fred when she had her hands down his boxers?” I wondered as I sat there proudly displaying my erection through my pants. Ruth sat down again brushing her nightgown and thigh against my hand. I really wanted to open my hand and place it palm up under her but knew that would probably end this little adventure.
“What did Fred put on the TV?” Ruth asked, “I hope it is something age appropriate for you.” She tried to study the TV that was on some reality show about cars but her eyes kept dropping down at my erection. I wanted her to touch it but having her look at it was enough to keep me hard. She picked up the magazine again and paged through it but I knew she wasn’t reading anything as she kept looking at my boner.
She flipped the page and there was an advertisement for lingerie and she lingered on it long enough for me to see it was a similar bra and panty set that I had seen her wearing today. She caught me looking at it and quickly flipped the page. I was being tortured by my married sister. She was naked under a silky nightgown right next to me and looking at my erection. “TOUCH MY COCK,” I screamed in my head. I tried to send her a telepathic message, “touch Larry’s cock, feel how hard it is.” But all she would do is look at it.
Fred finally came out of the bathroom with a robe on and based on his bare chest and legs I figured he wasn’t wearing much. Ruth looked over at him and gave him the same look she used to give me when she’d tell me not to adjust my erection. As soon as he was seated in his chair across the room she got up and went to the bathroom leaving the two of us alone.
I tried to watch TV but then I noticed he had spread his legs. I didn’t see boxer shorts under that robe, I saw his bare cock and it was hard against his leg. Fred caught me looking at him and smiled and spread his legs wide apart and I could see his heavy hairy balls between his legs and his cock that looked like a baseball bat it was so big. He pretended to scratch his leg and the robe gapped open further and his cock sprang up to point at his face. “Woops,” he said, “Little Fred got loose.” He ran his hand down the length of his cock and then pushed it up and covered it with his robe tying the sash around it. I tried to look away but my eyes kept darting back to the garish scene wondering if he would do it again.
Ruth returned and from the hall said, “Fred can I see you a moment please?” It all sounded so polite but there was a stern sound in her voice and Fred got out of his chair trying to keep his erection in place. In the hall I heard muffled voices and then Ruth came back without Fred. “it is a school night Larry,” she said, “I think it would be best if you headed for bed.”
Now I was faced with a problem, should I let my boner show or try to adjust it like Fred did. But Ruth made it easy as she turned into the kitchen as I started to get up. I heard their bedroom door shut loudly. I wouldn’t call it “slammed shut” but I recognized that whatever Ruth had said to Fred upset him. After a trip to the bathroom and of course a careful inspection to see if Fred had left cum behind I went to my room and stripped down in the closet again.
I found the panties that were under my pillow and as much as I loved wearing Mom’s silky panties I looked at the panties I found under my pillow. It was a size large, and I pulled it on and they were every bit as silky as Mom’s. They fit me better than Ruth’s old panties left behind at home but they still didn’t come up as high as Mom’s.
I heard voices again and crept along the closet and peeked through the cracked door and saw Fred standing naked in the room with his erection pointed straight at Ruth. He smiled and said, “I promise to be quiet.” Ruth reached out and ran her hand along the length of his hard cock. His balls hung low and her other hand cupped them as she stroked him.
“Suck me,” he said and put a hand on her shoulder.
“Not tonight Fred,” she said, “let’s get on the bed and I will give you one of my special hand jobs.”
Fred crawled onto the bed and rolled onto his back. He reached down and pushed his hard cock straight up and wagged it back and forth. Ruth smiled and before I was aware of her movements she pulled her nightgown off and for the first time in my life I saw a totally naked woman. She had hair on her pussy and her breasts looked bigger than in the nightgown. My cock ached but there was no way I was going to miss this.
Ruth walked around the bed and when she was beside Fred she took hold of his cock and slowly stroked it from tip to its base and he groaned. “Shhh,” she warned as she crawled onto the bed dragging her boobs over his cock. She stopped and pressed them together around his cock and he humped up against her.
“Easy big boy I don’t want to take another shower,” and she rolled off of him and began stroking his cock. He moaned quietly as she used her free hand to grab a bottle and squirted liquid on his cock as she stroked him. The sound of her now wet hand sliding on his cock made a smacking sound each time she reached the bottom.
“Tell we when you are going to cum,” she whispered and jerked his cock quicker. Her breasts bounced and swayed as her fist became a blur on his cock. Fred reached around her and put a hand on the back of her head and pushed her towards his red slick cock.
“NOT tonight,” Ruth said in a stern tone, “if you insist you can finish on your own.”
He removed his hand and grabbed her nipple between his fingers as she kept jerking his cock. Then just like this morning he let his cum fly. It arced up and came down on his chest as Ruth grabbed the tip and let the rest ooze through her fingers. He humped into her hand but she didn’t release the tip as his gooey cum covered her hand.
When he was done he collapsed and whispered, “sorry it snuck up on me.”
“Sure,” Ruth said, “I knew you’d let it fly just like you always do.”
Ruth grabbed some tissues and cleaned his cock up and her hands. “Are you going to waste that?” Fred asked.
“Well I am not going to eat it with lube on my hands,” she said as she rolled off the bed and grabbed her nightgown. “Be right back.”
I saw the edge of the door to the bedroom and knew the show was over and crept back to my room. I grabbed the bra that I had hidden and then put on a t-shirt and got into bed. I pulled the blankets up to cover my panty and hid the bra under me just as the door opened slowly.
It was Ruth checking on me. She came in smelling of her perfume and bent over me giving me a kiss on the forehead, “sleep well Larry. I need to go to work early tomorrow so you will need to take care of yourself on your own.”
When she was out of the room I lay in the dark thinking of all that had happened today and without intending to drifted off to sleep. I woke to the sound of the shower in the bathroom and waited knowing Fred would be in there. When he walked back to the bedroom I heard the door and shower and knew it would be Ruth. My cock was hard and the pretty panties that Fred had worn felt great on my cock but I missed the extra roomy fit in Mom’s panties but didn’t want to draw attention to myself so kept quiet.
I heard Fred leave and then the bathroom door opened and Ruth closed her bedroom door quietly. I got up and crept through the closet and hoped the door would be open a crack. It was open more than that and hiding behind a suitcase near the door I watched my naked sister get ready for work. She put on a tan color lace bra. I had not seen her put on a bra and watched with interest. Instead of spinning it around like I did she put the straps over her arms adjusted the bra under her boobs and reached around the back and hooked it.
She bent forward and pulled each breast up a little and when she was done the bulged out the top of the bra. This one looked totally different than the satin one from yesterday. She was standing facing me and I could see the hair between her legs, it looked fluffy and covered everything that I wanted to see.
Instead of panties I watched as she began putting on her pantyhose. It was the exact same ritual as I had seen a couple years ago except this time she had no panties to hide the finished product. She pulled on a pink top and a black sweater and adjusted everything as I looked at her hairy pussy. The seam in the pantyhose ran straight up the center and her hair was matted down a little with the sheer shiny fabric in place.
She adjusted the hose again and then put on a skirt and I knew the show was over. I crept back through the closet and got back in bed. My cock was so hard and throbbing and I knew I was going to jerk it off. I had wanted to last night but fell asleep first.
I heard the knob of my door and pretended to be asleep as Ruth came in. She bent forward and shook me, “Better wake up Larry,” she said, “I am leaving now.” I could smell her perfume and felt almost dizzy with the scent filling my head.
I opened my eyes wishing she was standing over me naked and would rub her tits on my cock like she did Fred’s. But instead she turned and walked to the door. “Get some breakfast before you go to school and don’t be late, promise?”
“Yes I promise,” I replied rubbing my eyes hoping she would go before I had to get out of bed wearing Fred’s panties and my erection showing through them.
I heard her leave the house and went to the bathroom. When I was done I checked to make sure both cars were gone from the garage and when I was sure I was alone I boldly walked into Ruth’s bedroom. I didn’t hesitate but walked over to her dresser and pulled drawers open until I found her panties.
There was a dazzling array of panties in all sorts of colors. I inspected each and every one of them. “One of these will be mine,” I vowed as I looked at the tags to see the size. They were all medium so I knew they would fit a bit snugger than Fred’s but the one I would select would be Ruth’s.
I picked out a pink panty with lace elastic at the waist and little ruffles on the elastic at the leg openings. It was so soft and silky, just like Mom’s except it wasn’t as full cut. I pulled it onto my naked body and fit me perfectly. It didn’t go as high as Mom’s on my waist but I modeled in front of the mirror and thought it looked the best of all the panties I had worn so far.
I saw her bras in another drawer and there was one just like she’d worn today, just a little darker. The tag was a bit faded but I could read “Playtex 36B”, the same size as Mom’s. But the cups looked smaller and there was padding on the bottom edges. I tried to put it on like she did hers but I just couldn’t get it hooked so reverted to hooking it in front and spinning it around.
I pretended I was Ruth and bent to adjust my boy boobs and when I stood up I was shocked to see I did have boob s. Not nearly as big as Ruth’s but I had a bit of cleavage and I loved the way it looked. I got onto her bed, on her side and could smell her perfume. Her nightgown was lying under the blanket so I got up and slipped it over my head and loved how it swished against my body.
I laid back down on the bed and I couldn’t wait any longer. I pulled the nightgown up and grabbed that bottle she had on the nightstand. The label said, “Personal Lubricant.” I pulled the panties down to my knees and squirted some lubricant on my cock and before I had jerked it a dozen times I felt my cum approaching. I grabbed a tissue to catch the mess, I didn’t want to make a mess in her bed or nightgown. When my orgasm started it almost hurt it came out so hard. I moaned out loud, the first time I had ever made a sound when cumming.
And so began my second day staying with my sister and her husband. I decided to wear her panties to school today since they wouldn’t show. “This will be a grand day,” I said aloud as I headed to school wearing my sisters pink panties.
NOTE: Well we now have Larry wearing not only his mother’s panty but his sisters and the panties worn by his sister’s husband. But we still haven’t figured out Fred’s boobs and could there be more adventure after school at home? Chapter 3 will reveal a bit more in the life of Larry.
There was a part of me that felt like I was some sort of a creep for spying on my sister as she stood in bra and panties and stroked her husband’s cock inside of his boxers. Yet there was a part of me that was a bit jealous. I had fantasized about my sister since I was old enough to know the difference between male and female. I had spied on her once when she still lived at home.
I had peeked at her through her door that wasn’t shut tightly. She was setting on her bed wearing a bra and panties and was putting a foot into her panty hose. The hose was not very dark but added a shine to her foot as she pulled it on. She wiggled her toes as she adjusted the hose just so and then her long finger glided it up her perfectly shaped calf.
Then she stopped, gathered up the rest of the panty hose and bending over put her other foot into it, just like the other, wiggling toes, adjusting it just so and then smoothing it up to her knee. At that point she stood up and I got my first frontal view of a woman wearing a bra and panties. The panties were white lace and so sheer I could see a shadow that I knew was hair where her legs met. It was such a sharp contrast to the pretty white panties that I tried to image what she looked like without the panties.
Her bra was very low cut and I had no idea why her boobs didn’t fall out of it when she had bent to do the second foot. I watched as she bent to begin pulling the pantyhose into place, first one leg than the other as she pulled them up her legs. Her boobs wiggled inside the lace cups of her bra. She parted her legs and smoothed the fabric across her panties that now looked sort of tan instead of the pure white from before. My mind reeled at how smooth she looked between her legs with the pantyhose pulled up. Not a lump or bump anywhere and with her legs parted I could see clearly her secret hidden spot that all boys my age dreamed about.
She reached inside the hose and tugged at her panties, pulling them into place. It seemed that the panties creased in the middle like they were folding into a crevice. I learned sometime later why her panty took this shape, it was the outer folds of her pussy, my friends knew all this stuff, I was such an idiot.
She bent at the waist to smooth, adjust, and tug at the hose getting it adjusted just so. Her tits bulged out the top of her bra making them look so much bigger. As she stood she turned to look in her mirror. She turned and looked at her butt, tugging at the hose making them fit her body perfectly. I loved looking at her in the hose and knew I would remember this scene forever.
She reached to a hanger on her closet door knob and pulled a blue polka dot top on and then turned back to the dresser adjusting the sleeves and pulling little wrinkles out so the top fit perfectly over her boobs. I wondered what they must look like without the bra and what would they feel like. She picked up a small ear ring and dropped it. She got down on her knees to pick it up and gave me a full view of her panty covered butt.
The pantyhose seam ran up her butt and I smiled thinking, “all that tugging and adjusting and that seam does not follow the crack of her ass.” I could clearly see her crack and the way her panties had pulled up inside of it. I wondered it that was uncomfortable and just then my trance and thoughts was broken.
“Larry where are you,” my mother had called me to take out the trash. It broke the spell, Ruth was left to the privacy of her bedroom while I hauled the kitchen trash out to the can. I hated missing the rest of the show. For weeks that scene played through my head and each time I would notice her wearing a skirt with pantyhose my cock would harden and make a tent in my trousers.
When I tried hiding my erection I’d be scolded by my mother or sister, “Stop playing with that,” they would say. “If they had any idea just how hard my cock would get and pinched at the wrong angle they would tell me to go ahead and adjust it,” I would think when they scolded me. “Women have no idea what it is like to be young and horny all the time.” It was about this time that I learned from a friend about jerking off and was finally able to make my cock squirt. I had never felt anything like that but loved it and would play with myself any time I would be hard and alone.
Now I was staying with Ruth and Fred and had just learned how silky soft my Mom’s panties were. I had worn them home from our house and now while watching TV with Ruth and Fred I could feel the delicate nylon against my cock as it hardened in my pants. It was like I was touching myself but it was the panty that caressed me and gave me that funny feeling that always signaled that I could cum and squirt white stuff.
My mind went back to this morning seeing Fred in those panties that we now hidden in my closet. What would it feel like to wear them? I had not taken time to inspect them but promised myself I would when I went to bed. The thought of another new panty made my boner throb and I could feel the delicate nylon caress me each time I would shift around on the couch. Then I would think about Ruth in her shiny satin bra and panties this morning and again this afternoon and wondered if she was still wearing them now.
Fred got up saying, “time to shower,” and left the room. Ruth was setting on the couch beside me and I could smell her perfume that reminded me of the panty I had worn briefly before shooting it full of cum this afternoon. I looked down at her bare legs that were covered to just above her knees with her nightgown that felt like the slick nylon panty I was wearing. I knew because my hand was between us and my fingertips found the slick silky fabric.
The nightgown was sort of minty green and had wide straps and the front was cut showing me her pale white skin and a hint of cleavage. When she had come to set beside me I couldn’t see any lines from her bra but she has set down before my prying eyes could look for panty lines. I was angry at myself for missing that detail. Then I had a thought, my hand was on the couch so close I could feel the silky nylon nightgown and the heat of her body.
All I needed to do is find an excuse to move my hand a bit and see if I could feel her panty as I would brush against her. Before I could put this plan into action Ruth got up to get a magazine and when she bent forward I could clearly see that there was no hint of a panty line. I wished that the hem of the nightgown would raise higher so I could see her bare ass.
It seemed like Fred was taking a long shower but then I was concentrating on my sisters silky nightgown and knowing she was naked under it made me want to run my hands all over her body. I knew this made me sound like a creep as I had those thoughts but she was right there beside me. “Did she know I had an erection?” I wondered. “Would she ever put her hand down my pants like she did Fred?” My face flushed red when I thought about that, her hand was holding the magazine just inches away from my boner, it was making me crazy. I wanted to jerk off thinking about it but had no excuse to get up. The bathroom was occupied and I didn’t want to go to bed so early.
Then I had another thought, “maybe I could shift my position on the couch so my erection would pop up and make a tent in my trousers.” I tried to think what would be the best way but was at a loss to figure it out. Then fortune smiled one me when Ruth got up and said, “I hope Fred is done in there,” and she walked towards the hallway. The bright kitchen light was on and it shone through the nightgown and gave me a perfect view of her breasts hidden by the nightgown.
They didn’t look anything like they did in her bra, they seemed to sag down a bit and I could plainly see a bump that I knew had to be her nipple. It was a brief glimpse but enough to make me want to see more. As she disappeared down the hall I scooted over a little bit to make it so she had to set closer to me and reached inside my trousers and pulled my erection straight up so it made a perfect tent in my pants. I knew it wasn’t as big as Fred’s would be, but it was plain as the nose on your face that I had a boner.
I held perfectly still until Ruth came back in the room. “He needs to get moving,” she said, “or I will have an accident.” As she turned to face me on the couch I saw her eyes go straight to the tent in my trousers. I knew she had seen it, I loved thinking about my sister knowing I was hard and hoped she knew it was hard because of her.
“Would she ask me if I was happy to see her like she had said to Fred when she had her hands down his boxers?” I wondered as I sat there proudly displaying my erection through my pants. Ruth sat down again brushing her nightgown and thigh against my hand. I really wanted to open my hand and place it palm up under her but knew that would probably end this little adventure.
“What did Fred put on the TV?” Ruth asked, “I hope it is something age appropriate for you.” She tried to study the TV that was on some reality show about cars but her eyes kept dropping down at my erection. I wanted her to touch it but having her look at it was enough to keep me hard. She picked up the magazine again and paged through it but I knew she wasn’t reading anything as she kept looking at my boner.
She flipped the page and there was an advertisement for lingerie and she lingered on it long enough for me to see it was a similar bra and panty set that I had seen her wearing today. She caught me looking at it and quickly flipped the page. I was being tortured by my married sister. She was naked under a silky nightgown right next to me and looking at my erection. “TOUCH MY COCK,” I screamed in my head. I tried to send her a telepathic message, “touch Larry’s cock, feel how hard it is.” But all she would do is look at it.
Fred finally came out of the bathroom with a robe on and based on his bare chest and legs I figured he wasn’t wearing much. Ruth looked over at him and gave him the same look she used to give me when she’d tell me not to adjust my erection. As soon as he was seated in his chair across the room she got up and went to the bathroom leaving the two of us alone.
I tried to watch TV but then I noticed he had spread his legs. I didn’t see boxer shorts under that robe, I saw his bare cock and it was hard against his leg. Fred caught me looking at him and smiled and spread his legs wide apart and I could see his heavy hairy balls between his legs and his cock that looked like a baseball bat it was so big. He pretended to scratch his leg and the robe gapped open further and his cock sprang up to point at his face. “Woops,” he said, “Little Fred got loose.” He ran his hand down the length of his cock and then pushed it up and covered it with his robe tying the sash around it. I tried to look away but my eyes kept darting back to the garish scene wondering if he would do it again.
Ruth returned and from the hall said, “Fred can I see you a moment please?” It all sounded so polite but there was a stern sound in her voice and Fred got out of his chair trying to keep his erection in place. In the hall I heard muffled voices and then Ruth came back without Fred. “it is a school night Larry,” she said, “I think it would be best if you headed for bed.”
Now I was faced with a problem, should I let my boner show or try to adjust it like Fred did. But Ruth made it easy as she turned into the kitchen as I started to get up. I heard their bedroom door shut loudly. I wouldn’t call it “slammed shut” but I recognized that whatever Ruth had said to Fred upset him. After a trip to the bathroom and of course a careful inspection to see if Fred had left cum behind I went to my room and stripped down in the closet again.
I found the panties that were under my pillow and as much as I loved wearing Mom’s silky panties I looked at the panties I found under my pillow. It was a size large, and I pulled it on and they were every bit as silky as Mom’s. They fit me better than Ruth’s old panties left behind at home but they still didn’t come up as high as Mom’s.
I heard voices again and crept along the closet and peeked through the cracked door and saw Fred standing naked in the room with his erection pointed straight at Ruth. He smiled and said, “I promise to be quiet.” Ruth reached out and ran her hand along the length of his hard cock. His balls hung low and her other hand cupped them as she stroked him.
“Suck me,” he said and put a hand on her shoulder.
“Not tonight Fred,” she said, “let’s get on the bed and I will give you one of my special hand jobs.”
Fred crawled onto the bed and rolled onto his back. He reached down and pushed his hard cock straight up and wagged it back and forth. Ruth smiled and before I was aware of her movements she pulled her nightgown off and for the first time in my life I saw a totally naked woman. She had hair on her pussy and her breasts looked bigger than in the nightgown. My cock ached but there was no way I was going to miss this.
Ruth walked around the bed and when she was beside Fred she took hold of his cock and slowly stroked it from tip to its base and he groaned. “Shhh,” she warned as she crawled onto the bed dragging her boobs over his cock. She stopped and pressed them together around his cock and he humped up against her.
“Easy big boy I don’t want to take another shower,” and she rolled off of him and began stroking his cock. He moaned quietly as she used her free hand to grab a bottle and squirted liquid on his cock as she stroked him. The sound of her now wet hand sliding on his cock made a smacking sound each time she reached the bottom.
“Tell we when you are going to cum,” she whispered and jerked his cock quicker. Her breasts bounced and swayed as her fist became a blur on his cock. Fred reached around her and put a hand on the back of her head and pushed her towards his red slick cock.
“NOT tonight,” Ruth said in a stern tone, “if you insist you can finish on your own.”
He removed his hand and grabbed her nipple between his fingers as she kept jerking his cock. Then just like this morning he let his cum fly. It arced up and came down on his chest as Ruth grabbed the tip and let the rest ooze through her fingers. He humped into her hand but she didn’t release the tip as his gooey cum covered her hand.
When he was done he collapsed and whispered, “sorry it snuck up on me.”
“Sure,” Ruth said, “I knew you’d let it fly just like you always do.”
Ruth grabbed some tissues and cleaned his cock up and her hands. “Are you going to waste that?” Fred asked.
“Well I am not going to eat it with lube on my hands,” she said as she rolled off the bed and grabbed her nightgown. “Be right back.”
I saw the edge of the door to the bedroom and knew the show was over and crept back to my room. I grabbed the bra that I had hidden and then put on a t-shirt and got into bed. I pulled the blankets up to cover my panty and hid the bra under me just as the door opened slowly.
It was Ruth checking on me. She came in smelling of her perfume and bent over me giving me a kiss on the forehead, “sleep well Larry. I need to go to work early tomorrow so you will need to take care of yourself on your own.”
When she was out of the room I lay in the dark thinking of all that had happened today and without intending to drifted off to sleep. I woke to the sound of the shower in the bathroom and waited knowing Fred would be in there. When he walked back to the bedroom I heard the door and shower and knew it would be Ruth. My cock was hard and the pretty panties that Fred had worn felt great on my cock but I missed the extra roomy fit in Mom’s panties but didn’t want to draw attention to myself so kept quiet.
I heard Fred leave and then the bathroom door opened and Ruth closed her bedroom door quietly. I got up and crept through the closet and hoped the door would be open a crack. It was open more than that and hiding behind a suitcase near the door I watched my naked sister get ready for work. She put on a tan color lace bra. I had not seen her put on a bra and watched with interest. Instead of spinning it around like I did she put the straps over her arms adjusted the bra under her boobs and reached around the back and hooked it.
She bent forward and pulled each breast up a little and when she was done the bulged out the top of the bra. This one looked totally different than the satin one from yesterday. She was standing facing me and I could see the hair between her legs, it looked fluffy and covered everything that I wanted to see.
Instead of panties I watched as she began putting on her pantyhose. It was the exact same ritual as I had seen a couple years ago except this time she had no panties to hide the finished product. She pulled on a pink top and a black sweater and adjusted everything as I looked at her hairy pussy. The seam in the pantyhose ran straight up the center and her hair was matted down a little with the sheer shiny fabric in place.
She adjusted the hose again and then put on a skirt and I knew the show was over. I crept back through the closet and got back in bed. My cock was so hard and throbbing and I knew I was going to jerk it off. I had wanted to last night but fell asleep first.
I heard the knob of my door and pretended to be asleep as Ruth came in. She bent forward and shook me, “Better wake up Larry,” she said, “I am leaving now.” I could smell her perfume and felt almost dizzy with the scent filling my head.
I opened my eyes wishing she was standing over me naked and would rub her tits on my cock like she did Fred’s. But instead she turned and walked to the door. “Get some breakfast before you go to school and don’t be late, promise?”
“Yes I promise,” I replied rubbing my eyes hoping she would go before I had to get out of bed wearing Fred’s panties and my erection showing through them.
I heard her leave the house and went to the bathroom. When I was done I checked to make sure both cars were gone from the garage and when I was sure I was alone I boldly walked into Ruth’s bedroom. I didn’t hesitate but walked over to her dresser and pulled drawers open until I found her panties.
There was a dazzling array of panties in all sorts of colors. I inspected each and every one of them. “One of these will be mine,” I vowed as I looked at the tags to see the size. They were all medium so I knew they would fit a bit snugger than Fred’s but the one I would select would be Ruth’s.
I picked out a pink panty with lace elastic at the waist and little ruffles on the elastic at the leg openings. It was so soft and silky, just like Mom’s except it wasn’t as full cut. I pulled it onto my naked body and fit me perfectly. It didn’t go as high as Mom’s on my waist but I modeled in front of the mirror and thought it looked the best of all the panties I had worn so far.
I saw her bras in another drawer and there was one just like she’d worn today, just a little darker. The tag was a bit faded but I could read “Playtex 36B”, the same size as Mom’s. But the cups looked smaller and there was padding on the bottom edges. I tried to put it on like she did hers but I just couldn’t get it hooked so reverted to hooking it in front and spinning it around.
I pretended I was Ruth and bent to adjust my boy boobs and when I stood up I was shocked to see I did have boob s. Not nearly as big as Ruth’s but I had a bit of cleavage and I loved the way it looked. I got onto her bed, on her side and could smell her perfume. Her nightgown was lying under the blanket so I got up and slipped it over my head and loved how it swished against my body.
I laid back down on the bed and I couldn’t wait any longer. I pulled the nightgown up and grabbed that bottle she had on the nightstand. The label said, “Personal Lubricant.” I pulled the panties down to my knees and squirted some lubricant on my cock and before I had jerked it a dozen times I felt my cum approaching. I grabbed a tissue to catch the mess, I didn’t want to make a mess in her bed or nightgown. When my orgasm started it almost hurt it came out so hard. I moaned out loud, the first time I had ever made a sound when cumming.
And so began my second day staying with my sister and her husband. I decided to wear her panties to school today since they wouldn’t show. “This will be a grand day,” I said aloud as I headed to school wearing my sisters pink panties.
NOTE: Well we now have Larry wearing not only his mother’s panty but his sisters and the panties worn by his sister’s husband. But we still haven’t figured out Fred’s boobs and could there be more adventure after school at home? Chapter 3 will reveal a bit more in the life of Larry.
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