Quite a few real experiences written into it yeah.
I stood there, with Jodie's panties in my hand not quite sure what was going on. A quick twitch reminded me that I was still hard, without much thought needed I held the still damp crotch of the panties to my nose. Her scent was even more beautiful fresh. It wasn't long before I came, breathing in deeper with each final stroke.
After cleaning up I lay in bed, panties in hand and mind racing. Why did she do this? She must get enjoyment over the thought of me smelling her panties. These kind of questions kept me up for a while before I finally nodded off to sleep.
I woke up early next morning. I walked down to the kitchen to find mum making breakfast. She was wearing her usual black tights, black skirt and white blouse.
"Hey, I'm going shopping soon you coming?"
"No thanks, I'm feeling lazy today" I replied.
"Like everyday" she smiled.
"I inherited it from someone" I joked before leaving the kitchen with some milk.
Walking back upstairs I saw Jodie looking in the landing mirror. She was wearing dark jeans and a white polo shirt, both grabbed her features and showed them off.
What on earth was I going to say to her? She must of caught on to my hesitation pretty quickly because she spoke first.
"You not going out with mum?" she asked.
"Nope, going to stay in. Are you?"
"Nope. Was hoping you where though" she walked up to me, "wanted to masturbate without having to bite my lip" she said as she walked past me towards her room.
"I wont stop you" I blurted out.
She stopped and turned to face me.
"I know you wont" she winked, "it's a free show" she said before walking into her room.
"Sure you don't want to come?" mum shouted up the stairs.
"Positive" I replied back, hoping Jodie would hear that I would definitely be in the house.
"Okay then, see you guys later"
I listened as her car engine roared and slowly faded into nothing. I had no idea what to think, "it's a free show"? I couldn't just walk into her room and watch.
I sat in my room, deadly silent, waiting to see if she would make the next move. I heard her door open but didn't hear her leave.
I listened harder, and heard a small moan. Her moans picked up pace and got louder. I didn't know what to think, I knew everybody was out and nobody could hear her but it still felt as though somebody would.
I walked from my room and slowly opened my door, hers was sure enough open. The moans where still slowly increasing in sound.
I looked around into her room, and there she was. Still clothed, she was going hard with her hands down her trousers. My heart was racing and I knew my cock was almost tearing out of my trousers.
I lowered them with my boxers and gently started tugging. She heard me and looked up, she stared deep into my eyes, her dark chocolate eyes sparkling as she went deeper into herself.
She leaned up, grabbed my hand and pulled me onto the bed. She stood up and took off her trousers, she was wearing a multicolored stripey thong that was dark at the front from her juice.
She slowly took it off and rubbed it on my face.
"Smell me, this is what you want" she said huskily.
I obliged and took deep breaths of her sexiness.
"Cum for me" she kept saying, "I want to see lots of cum".
By now I reached the point of no return and felt the surge from my balls, all over my body and finally on my stomach.
"Good boy, you're going to have to clean yourself up now" she said, leaving the panties on my face.
She threw me some tissues and I cleaned myself.
This was wrong I kept thinking. What on earth did I just do. The awkwardness in me was rising and stopping me from saying anything. I finally managed to speak.
"This. This isn't right"
"You're worrying too much" she said, putting her jeans back on without underwear, "and we didn't actually touch or anything".
That was true I thought.
"How long have you been going through my underwear for?" she asked.
"A year or so now" I replied honestly.
"Wow. You can smell them on me if you want next time" she flirted.
"I don't know" I said, unsure.
I really didn't. This wasn't right. I knew it, but it turned me on so much.
"We wont have to actually touch, give me your hand"
She took my hand before I managed to move it and placed it between her legs.
"You're only touching my jeans" she grinned. Her eyes gleaming and her nipples slowly making there way through her bra in her shirt.
"Okay" I said, giving in. Not that it took much.
"My underwear drawer is the third one, if you didn't already know, choose which one you want" she smiled.
I slowly walked over and knelt down. I opened the drawer to a crowd of underwear.
I searched through, there was some green ones with thrills on the side, some white ones without a crotch. I finally settled on some red and white poka dot ones with a small red bow.
She smiled seductively as I handed her them and she happily put them on.
She lay back on the bed and opened her legs wide,
"Ready when you are" she said.
I got too my knees and slowly lowered my face into her crotch.
I felt the warmth touch my skin and the smell smother my nose. I touched her soft warm mound with my nose and took a deep breath, which she moaned simultaneously.
Her scent filled my body with warmth. I was rock again by now and kept taking deep breaths with each stroke.
"Smell me, smell my panties" she moaning, "kiss my panties"
As she said I happily obliged. I didn't touch her skin, and trying not to added to the intensity. I felt as long as I didn't what I was doing was okay and innocent.
I was after all only touching her panties.
I pushed my nose deep and started stroking faster and faster with her moans increasing before I finally came on her covers with my face buried in my half sisters panties whilst she wore them.
I leaned back and stood up. She was lying there, her brown hair across her shoulders and her eyes looking terribly horny. Through all the intensity and horniness I still felt wrong.
"I don't know if we should do this again" I said.
"Yes we should, we're not even totally related so it's not even that bad" she assured me. "I've always found you sexy, I just never thought you'd react this well" she said.
"And besides, if we don't touch we're technically alright" she smiled.
"Yeah...okay" I nervously manged to say.
Mum was back later and we carried out our usual routine of food and some films. I was kept awake again by my thoughts on the night. Was this right? Should I stop? I wanted to smell her again so bad, if we didn't touch than did that make it okay?
I managed to drift off.
It was 11am when I woke up, a lot later than yesterday.
Mum had already left and I got up to shower.
I brushed my teeth and left the bathroom wrapped in a towel.
"Hey" Jodie called, she was standing in her doorway, wearing black french knickers and matching bra, "you like them?" she asked.
"Wow. I do" I said, mesmerized.
"You want to smell them?" she giggled naughtily.
"Definitely" I said, straight away.
"Okay, come in in a minute" she said before closing her door.
Before I could get too deep into thought of what she was doing she opened her door, I walked in and everything was the same.
She moved a chair into her room and sat me down on it.
"I want to make it special for you" she smiled, "but we don't have to touch if you don't want to"
I was horny, very horny. But I still had that feeling in me, I couldn't let it happen. At least not yet.
"If you don't mind" I said.
"Of course, it's fine, I can wait" she said naughtily.
She took my hands and placed them besides the chair. I closed me eyes, thinking of her wet pussy in those sexy black knickers. I felt something tighten on my wrist and heard a click.
She handcuffed my hands to the chair, she slowly walked around, making sure I appreciated how truly sexy her body looked.
She got onto her knees and pulled the towel from my body.
"But I think I've waited long enough" she winked.