Oh Brother, My Underwear!

I had a suspicion that my older brother Jared had been snooping in my room; nothing I could put my finger on, but things weren’t exactly the way I left them when I had gone to school that morning. I wasn’t too worried about it: the toys and things that would have been really bad for him to find were all safely locked in a box under my bed. Nothing was missing, nothing seemed to have been disturbed… but I was pretty sure that I hadn’t left the panties I wore yesterday on top of the pile of dirty clothes. No, they had been buried under my pajamas, I was pretty sure of that.

Jared was home from college that semester, living at home and working to save up money. The idea of him rooting through my dirty underwear just wouldn’t get out of my head. He wasn’t a bad looking guy really. He was tall and lean, and the only blond in the family. He had filled out since he had left for college; he was definitely a man now. I was seventeen, tall and gawky, in my senior year of high school. If he hadn’t been my brother…

The more I thought about it, the more turned on I got. I was a virgin at the time; I hadn’t dated much, and the only boy I had ever dated had broken my heart the last summer. I knew that my body had changed a lot in the last few years, and I was insecure about it. I wanted to be sexy. I wondered what Jared did with my panties. I wondered if he masturbated with them. I kind of liked the idea, though I knew I shouldn’t. I decided to try an experiment.

That night, after I got myself off (thoughts of Jared and the bulge in his jeans kept coming unbidden into my head and I had to push them away), I pressed the crotch of the underwear I had been wearing that day against my pussy. I wiped my wetness into them. I held the damp material to my nose. My scent was all over them. I left them on top of the big stack of dirty clothes in my closet. Then I pulled a hair from my head and laid it across them.

When I got home from school that afternoon, Jared was still at work. He did noon to ten o’clock shifts, six days a week. I ran up to my room and checked the closet. Sure enough, the hair was missing, and I was sure that my panties had been moved. So it was true; someone had been messing with my dirty underwear, and I knew it wasn’t Mom. Somehow I found that really exciting.

I was bold that night. I wore my red thong, my “first date” underwear, as I called it, to bed. I fucked myself hard with my vibrator, leaving the panties on, pulled to one side. Needless to say, they got soaked. I moaned out loud when I came, as loud as I dared. Jared’s room was next to mine, and I found myself half hoping that he could hear me through the wall.

The next morning, after making my bed, I took a deep breath and made my decision. I left the red thong (still damp and reeking of my sex) sitting on the top sheet of my bed. I got a piece of paper and a pencil and left a note next to them:


All day at school I thought and worried about what would happen when he found the note. Or maybe I had been making it all up. Maybe the hair I had left the other day had just blown off. What did he think about when he borrowed my underwear? Did he jerk off to them? I kind of hoped he did. I kept getting excited thinking about it. What kind of a pervert was I? I had a hard time concentrating on schoolwork.

When I got home, I ran straight to my room. My panties were still there, untouched as far as I could tell, and there was a new note next to them:


I felt really bad. I hadn’t meant it that way. I didn’t want him to feel bad. It wasn’t as if he was hurting me. When we were younger, I used to borrow naughty magazines from under his bed, and he had never said anything, though I suspected that he knew. Anyway, I didn’t really want him to stop.

I hadn’t been in his room since he had been home from college. It was tidy (not like mine), and quite bare. Just his clothes in the closet and his shoes next to the neatly made bed. No decoration, just a few books. I looked under the bed, but no magazines there; they had gone away when he had left for college, and apparently hadn’t come back with him. It seemed more like a hotel room than someone’s bedroom. I left the dirty red panties on the middle of his bed with a new note:


I wondered what he would think when he found them. I was tense all evening. Mom asked me what was on my mind. I told her I had a lot to study for in school. I made sure to be in my bedroom before Jared got in; I didn’t want to run into him before he found my note. I was confused and anxious. I didn’t even masturbate that night. When I got home from school the next day, there were my panties on my bed, with another note next to them:


I really didn’t mind. And so, believe it or not, this is how things went: every night I would masturbate with my panties on, or wipe my come into the crotch of that days panties; the next morning I would leave them sitting on my bed for my brother. I rarely saw Jared at home, with him working and me in school, but when we did see each other, he never said anything, and neither did I. It was as if nothing was different.

The next week I had a Monday off. “Teachers Planning Day” or something. Kind of a non-holiday, but I wasn’t complaining. I took the rare opportunity to sleep late. I half woke up around seven when Mom left for work, but I rolled over and went back to sleep. Usually by now I would be getting ready to start first period history. Staying in bed was such a luxury! I dozed on and off, and started to think about getting up.

When my bedroom door opened, I woke with a start. I had forgotten all about “The Panty Game”, as I called it to myself. Of course Jared was coming to my room to get the panties I had left for him. Or would have left for him, if I had remembered. I was, in fact, still wearing them.

When Jared saw me, half sitting up in bed, he turned bright red. “I’m sorry” he stammered, backing out of my room “I didn’t realize you were home.”

I felt oddly calm just then, sitting there in my pajamas, my hair all over the place. “No, its ok Jared” I said “I forgot. You don’t have to go.”

He stepped into the room and closed the door behind him. He was looking at the floor, not making eye contact with me. I knew he was embarrassed and didn’t know what to say. I sat up and smoothed my hair out of my face. “Do you still want to borrow my underwear?”

He nodded, still not meeting my eyes. “You’re sure you don’t mind?”

“I don’t mind.” I said “actually I think it’s kind of sexy. What do you do with them anyway? Do you wear them?”

“Oh no!” he answered quickly.

“Do you masturbate with them then?”

He nodded. “I like… I like the way they smell.”

“It’s ok” I said “It’s only natural. I mean guys like pussy right? And my underwear smells like my pussy… its all about pheromones.” I realized that my nipples were getting erect. I wasn’t wearing a bra under my pajama tops and I wondered if Jared could see.

“Thank you Andrea” he said “This is really embarrassing for me” he added.

“Listen” I said, and now it was my turn to blush “Would you mind if I watched once?”

“You mean?”

“Yeah… while you masturbate with my panties.”

“Ok” he said “If you want me to.” He sat down on the edge of my bed.  I could see his hands trembling.

“You don’t have to” I said, “If it makes you uncomfortable.” I was blushing hard, my heart was racing, but my pussy was getting damp.

“No” he said “It’s only fair really.”

There was a long pause.

“Hey Bro,” I said “Would you like to borrow my underwear?”

He laughed “Yeah” he said “I would like that.”

Under the sheets, I squirmed out of my panties. I wasn’t wearing anything fancy, I remembered with a little regret, just white cotton bikini briefs. I handed them to Jared. I noticed that the crotch was a little wet. Jared took them shyly, then held them to his face and inhaled deeply. I realized that I was incredibly turned on. I let a hand slip under the sheet, softly and unobtrusively caressing my slit.

Jared looked at me once, shrugged as if to say “What the heck”, unbuttoned his jeans and stepped out of them. He was wearing boxers, and his cock made a huge tent in the material. A little trail of fur led down from his navel, promising hidden delights below. I had never seen an actual cock before, and my pussy was drooling with anticipation.

He pulled off his boxers, and his cock sprung free. It was even better than I had hoped. I mean I had seen pictures, and watched videos and read stories, so I had a pretty good idea what to expect, but I hadn’t imagined how sexy and delicious it would look in person. I also didn’t think it would be quite so big. His was bigger than my vibrator, but not so big that it was really intimidating. “God, I could take that.” I thought involuntarily. His balls were drawn up tight, and a clear drop of fluid glistened at the end of the swollen purple head.

He started stroking it, his face buried in the crotch of my moist panties. Under the sheets, I diddled myself in time with him. I couldn’t believe how tight he held his cock. It was red and purple and totally excited. I knew I was close. Jared was pumping himself faster and faster, till his hand was almost a blur. Finally he shouted and come shot out of his cock, all over my sheet. It was amazing how much came out, gobs and gobs of pearly white, and it kept on leaking out as his cock wilted. He lay there, breathing hard for a few minutes, his eyes closed, a peaceful smile on his lips. My dirty panties lay on the bed next to his face. With a groan, my hips bucked and I came. I rode the waves of my orgasm, coming and coming. When I was done, I held my slimy fingers out to him. “Do you like the way this smells?”

He surprised me by licking my fingers clean. “I have to get ready for work now.” He said “Thank you Sis.”

He put his boxers and jeans back on as I lay there, head reeling. Then he left, shutting the door after himself. On impulse, I stuck my tongue out and sampled the biggest puddle of semen. It wasn’t bad at all, a little salty. It tasted like sex. I licked it all off my sheets, swallowing hungrily. I couldn’t believe how much he had shot out. I wished I could shoot off like that.

I realized that I was still incredibly turned on. I pulled the vibrator out of the box under my bed, and quickly gave myself another orgasm. I couldn’t help imaging that the buzzing latex tool in my pussy was Jared’s swollen cock, spewing come inside me as my cunt shook. Afterward, I lay there, head spinning with guilt and confusion. Knowingly letting my brother borrow my panties was one thing, a little naughty maybe, but basically harmless. This was something else entirely; I had crossed a line this morning. I was a pervert now, and I knew it.


  1. Elsie Fan(ny) said

    I love this story too. It has such a mix of teen innocence and horniness. The last line captures it very well as she brands herself as a pervert for some not-too-far-out fantasies.

  2. TBird said

    That was fantastic. I wish you were my sister. I look forward to more of this story. Thanks TBird

  3. kalin said

    FFFFUUUU that was so hot! i want moar!

  4. Gael said

    Great story. It reminded me of all the times I “borrowed” my little sister’s panties to use for my own pleasure. They weren’t anything special – white and pink cotton briefs but even at 13 she had quite the sexy smell.

  5. Manofsteel1964 said

    Brings me back to the days of taking my sisters, she was a few years old then me. I always knew when she was with her boyfriend. Added to the excitement

  6. kathy jean said

    Great story! i was turned on and remembered how I felt when my much older brother took interest in me. i still get soaked knowing he was about to cum and how much he loved my little slit.

  7. John said

    I wish you where my sister

  8. samanthaa said

    woah, this turned me on really bad, i wish you were my sister.!

  9. david haris said

    i hope this was real life story because it was hot as helll

  10. George said

    Very sexy story…if you want me to cum on your panties Andrea send me a pair. I would love to sniff the pussy juice off them….I was so hard while I was reading your story. You are such a turn on. Email me and lets chat. I have a story to tell you in return that will get you all wet ;-)

  11. Browning95 said

    That was an awsome story, i still sometimes sniff my older sisters panties. I just love the smell and much i cum afterwards and i couldn’t help but cum to your story lol.

  12. kletus ramses said

    Thank you for that. Marvelous. I relate closely with this story because I sniff my little sister’s dirty panties as often as I can. One time I was lucky enough to take them out of the hamper mere minutes after she had thrown them in; they were still warm. Pussy is pussy; this just happens to by my sister’s. So musky, spicy. Gets me off every time. I always cum so much harder when I masturbate with my sis’s panties. knowing that my face is in an area where a super hot girl’s snatch has been all day is just divine…

  13. Bobby Smothers said

    I really liked the story.I remember ”
    “borrowing” my sisters panties for my own pleasure

  14. will said

    Absolutely superb. You completely nailed it with this story. Brilliantly written, erotic, innocent and unashamadly kinky, but done so tastefully. I particularly like your desciptive abilities, to really break the scenes down.

    10/10 for me.

  15. david said

    I used to do the same thing.

  16. SirRobin said

    Fantastic, very erotic. Brings back vivid teenage memories of sneaking into my best friend’s gorgeous sister’s bedroom and ‘finding’ (hands shaking) her lovely scented cotton panties… full story upon request!

  17. seventhmidst said

    Fantastically erotic, brings back vivid teenage memories involving my best friend’s sister and her musky-scented panties… and her mother too. Details upon request…:)

  18. johnboy said

    I used to sniff my sister Karen’s dirty smelly stained knickers ,I used to sneek in her room ,and find the most stained ones ,then sniff and wank off ,

    • John Nowell said


  19. Abrozini said

    Bravo I came a the moment you said you lick it up gosh.Good there not just girl who hide this part of herself

  20. Lincon said

    i wish i was ur brother i would fuck u so hard

  21. John said

    I started takings sisters panties as well when I was about 13. I would take gem from her dirty clothes and sniff them then put them on and masterbate until I came.

    I know she knew what I wAs doing because every day there was sexy pair of panties on top of her clothes an they were soaked with cum. Tasting her cum soaked panties was heaven! Omg I came many times on the floor and sometimes I would fill the crotch with my cum. I wanted to lick her pussy so bad!

  22. Wow well I have the right name but I am not your brother. He is one lucky guy to have such a nice sister. I hope to hear back from you that story really got me aroused ;)

  23. vidhya said

    What a beautiful brother and sister.. I don’t knw weather my brother does d same but I never let any thing under my panties for my brother here afterwards I fill my undies with my discharge and make sure he make use of it…
    Girls if u have any idea u can mail to below is

  24. Chris said

    Totally awesome! Wish I had had a sister growing up would of definitely borrowed her panties for some pleasure. Making up for it now though with the misses panties. Every time we make out I make sure she keeps them on and gets them soaked with her juices then I use them to get off with when she’s not around.

  25. Bert said

    Great story I wish I was him

  26. messin said

    Ok, so here’s a kinky story, I was seeing this lady, a young mother with four daughters (three teenage) and one son, and she liked the ‘sex aroma’ on her teenage daughters’ panties after they’d been out on a Saturday night, she said could tell when they’d been with boys. One kinky thing she loved to do was grab a sniffy cotton pair of panties from each daughter from the dirty laundry hamper and we’d then sniff the slutty pussy of each daughter, and she’d then wind each one around my big thick cock and jack me off — yeah, big hot spurts of cum right into her daughters’ panties… she loved it!!!! Kinky, I know, but there’s nothing better than a good panty wank! P.s. All you step-daughters out there, beware: your step-dads have at least at some point time used your hot dirty panties to jack off lol! ;) xx Hey drop me a note: messinaround1@gmail.com

  27. Steve said

    Love this story, brings back many happy memories. I have three older sisters, one younger, and growing up we were up to our ears in panties, mom always had a wash going. When I was 13 or 14 my curiosity got the better of me. Home alone, and with a big erection, I went through the dirty laundry hamper and found a few pairs from each sister (and Mom!) and would sniff ‘each sister’ as it were… I was a bit timid at first but wow (!) I found it a hugely intoxicating aroma and I eventually had an orgy of shoving my nose right in there and smelling each sisters’ hot teen pussy and ass and I quickly exploded, there was cum everywhere. For years afterwards I’d borrow a sniffy pair from each sister and sniff them together, wind them around my cock and use them to jack off …nothing better than a good panty wank — especially when you have four sweet sisters! ;) xx

  28. Paul said

    WIsh I had a sister

  29. Odin said

    I wish she was my sister

  30. chevyman said

    Very lovely story wouldnt mind to be your brother. Email me for my true stories. I have many stories would love to share with you guys.

  31. Andre said

    Really a beautiful and exciting story,reminding me of the period when I used to sniff and lick my two elder sisters’ panties.I was then 15 and my sisters 25 and 30 respectively.The eldest,Ana was the more gorgeous.I must have sniffed their panties ,full of pussy juice and piss,hundred of times. I was 40 and Ana 55,both divorced and childless, when one night when I was staying at her place,after having taken some drinks,she revealed that she knew pretty well what I did with her panties years ago and that excited her very much but was afraid to make(just like me)to take the first step.That night,we cuddled,french,kissed and as I was fingering her juicy pussy,she jerked my big cock and we were both excited that we cum at the same time witin 5 mins.Later,She invited me to sleep in her bed and we had a long overdue fuck till 2 in the morning.That happened two years ago and I have moved into her house.Relatives and friend think that we have a brother /sister nice relation as outside,we never give an hint that we have an incestuous relation.However as soon as we are alone in the house,we have a life of husband/woman.Our life inside the house is beautiful,marvellous and so exciting.

  32. Paul Stiller said

    I used to sniff my sisters dirty panties all the time, I became addicted to the musky smell of her white lace panties. I also used to sniff my mums dirty panties as well. They used to smell completely different not as musky but still very nice to sniff and lick while I wanked myself off. I loved to lick my moms panties when she used to come home from work and jump into the shower. As soon as she took them off I used to get hold of them still very warm and damp with sweat and sometimes sticky with a clear slimy liquid that I knew as her vaginal secretions. I used to lick the juice and wish that I could lick her pussy instead of her dirty panties.
    One day we had been up in London and caught the last train home.
    My Mum used to drink quite a lot back then, on this particular night she had drunk far too much and had fallen asleep almost as soon as we got on the train. There was not many people on the train. I realised that her skirt was a little rucked up and thought if I sat opposite her I could probably see her panties. I thought I would be able to sniff them in the morning after she goes to work.
    So I sat opposite her and took a peak and sure enough I could see right up her skirt. She was wearing a very sexy pair of navy blue lace panties. I had sniffed these dirty panties before. I gently kicked one of her legs to see if she would wake up but no. Instead it made her open her legs wider. I was now staring directly at my own Mums panty covered pussy with a massive hard on. We started to pull into a station and I hoped no one got on. No one did so I carried on staring at my Mums pussy wishing I could sniff those panties while she was still in them.
    I got on the floor in front of her and I could clearly see her pubic hairs through the lace. I reached out and pressed my finger to the crotch of her panties. It felt so soft and warm and there was a damp patch right at the front. She did not stir so I stroked her pussy over the damp patch and then held my finger to my nose and sure enough I could smell her damp pussy. I pressed my finger in again slightly harder this time pushing the material between her lips and inside her pussy.
    I could not believe I was actually fingering my Mums pussy while she was unconscious.
    We again pulled into a station and a teenage black guy got on.
    I caught him immediately looking up my Mums skirt.
    I didn’t let on I even new her. Has she passed out? he said.

    I told him she had and he said have I tried to touch her. I just smirked.
    He immediately put his hand between my Mums legs and felt her pussy.
    She did not stir so he opened her legs right up. and pulled her panties to the side and slipped a finger between her lips and deep inside her. He told me how wet she was inside her milf cunt. Have a go he said to me so I did and slipped a finger inside my own mothers very hot and wet pussy. I took my finger out and licked it. She tasted better than I could ever think possible I got on the floor and in front of her and put my face between her open legs and licked her pussy for real. Her juices where all over my tongue. I took a deep sniff. She shifted in her seat and I immediately got up. The black guy thrust three fingers into her pussy and started to fuck her with them she soon started moaning and it was obvious she had an orgasm all over his hand. He licked her juices off. He said he had to get off the train he took out his phone and took some pictures of my Mum and her soaking wet panties. I also took a load of her her wet cunt and a picture of me with two fingers in her wet pussy with her face in view as well.
    I had to wake her up ten minutes later and she re-adjusted her clothing looking at me with a frown. Obviously realising how wet she was between her legs.
    I did sniff those very cummy panties in the morning while I wanked myself off looking at the picture of her own son finger fucking her.
    I still love to look at the picture and lick her dirty panties. mmmmmm

  33. Chula said

    Bitch u could get my cock too and maybe one day ur son would fuck u too.

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