“Johnny, I probably will be home late tonight! Tell mum, would you?” Jess yelled as she was walking out of her bathroom.
Jess was my stepsister, she was three years older than me. Her mum was Japanese, she was a mixed beautiful young woman who was very popular at school. Not only was she pretty, but she also had the physique of an athletic Asian woman. She was toned and had perky boobs and a curvy, bubbly butt.
“Sure, will do,” I replied indifferently while seeing her leaving the house. “She must be rushing to see Tom, the new boyfriend,” I thought.
I have seen many guys approaching my sister at school, like cats chasing after mice. I hated these guys who dated my sister as I felt like they all treated my sister as an object. They grabbed her butt in front of other students in the hallway during recess, they bragged about making out with her, and they were mean to her. I was mad that my sister was mistreated, but at the same time, I was angry at my sister as well, because she allowed them to do this to her.
Tom and Jess played the ultimate frisbee team at school. One year older than Jess, he was 6 feet tall and muscular. He was quite attractive, at least this was what everybody said. But he was rude and disrespectful to my sister.
Two days ago, Tom was invited to our home for dinner. After dinner, we sat in the living room watching a comedy together. Jess lay on his legs while hugging a cushion on her belly. From time to time I saw Tom running his hand around Jess’s waist and sliding under her yellow floral dress, Jess twitched. I saw Jess pull his hand out and put it back on her waist.
“My family is here,” she whispered.
“So what,” Tom replied quietly and his eyes were still fixated on the TV.
A few minutes later, Jess twitched again “Tom!” Jess raised her voice and sat right up. She was not pleased.
“What?” Tom looked at Jess, seemingly suggesting that he did nothing wrong.
Jess did not respond, but she had her arms crossed in front of her chest, and her face was… annoyed.
“It is late now, Tom. You have to golf with your dad early in the morning. Maybe you should start driving.”
“Oh, right, I will go now,” Tom replied, irrigated.
“Ginny and Dad, I will walk Tom out, will be back shortly,” Jess said as she stood up and held Tom’s hand, pulling him toward the door.
“It was nice to meet all of you, thank you for tonight. I will see you at school on Monday, Johnny,” Tom waved at me.
Jess walked Tom out, and after the front door was closed, I heard them squabble a little. But I could not hear clearly what they were talking about. Five minutes later, Jess stomped back to the living room and told us that she was not interested in the movie, and would do some reading in the room. She was upset.
At that moment, I knew that Tom must have said something that hurt her. I did not like Tom, for upsetting my sister.
“The two make up sooner than I thought,” I thought to myself as I saw Jess closing the front door.
“I have no idea why Jess was so into Tom, he is kind of a jerk. But girls love bad boys, they always get the girl!” I said to myself. Maybe, I should act more like a bad boy!
Mum and dad were still at work, and I was at home by myself. I decided to sneak into Jess’s room, maybe it is a bad boy thing to do.
The perfume that Jess wore lingered in her room. It was jasmine, subtle, and nice. Jess was not a very tidy person, her clothes were everywhere in her bedroom. As I was thinking about how messy her room was, something caught my eye. A pair of the pink, lacy thong was resting on top of her laundry basket.
I headed slowly to the basket, and I picked up that thong. I leaned my head against it, and I sniffed. It smelled just like Jess. She must have just left it there after she got changed. My cock was getting hard.
Holding her panty, I nervously ran back to my room. I have always wanted to do this, to admire my sister’s panties. I took off my clothes. While holding her panty in my shaking hands, I removed my pants and started stroking my rock-hard cock. Smelling Jess’s scent that was left on the panty, I imagined rubbing her pussy.
Imagining how I made her wet, and the juice was soaking this innocent pink thong, another idea came to my mind. I went and got my VR headset, and selected a movie in which the actress had her legs spread, with her panty on. She was massaging her pussy in the video. I could see her panty getting wet, and as I sniffed at Jess’s thong, I started licking it at the same time.
The taboo of having sex with my sister excited me, I stroked my cock harder and faster as the actress in the video moaned louder. I stopped myself from stroking right before I was going to cum. I wanted to experience my sister longer. I then bury the thong on my face while enjoying the movie.
Suddenly, a warm, smooth hand wrapped my cock. I panicked and I took off the headset. I was in shock.
Jess was sitting on my bed, wrapping her hand around my cock.
“What are you doing, Johnny?” she teased as she bit her lips.
I could not respond.
“Is this my panty?” She took the panty off my hand.
“Err… I can explain,” I was trying to force a sentence out of myself.
“I think it is quite self-explanatory,” Jess giggled.
My heart was racing, and I felt guilty and ashamed. My cock was getting soft because of the overwhelming nervousness that I was experiencing.
“Shit, I am doomed!” I thought.
“Oh Johnny, it is getting soft in my hand. I thought you liked my panty? I thought you liked… me…?” Jess sounded disappointed.
“I’m sorry, Jess!” I shouted shamefully.
“Why are you apologising, brother? I quite enjoyed watching you earlier,” Jess winked at me.
“I think that was hot,” she continued.
“What…? Sorry, what?” I could not believe what I had just heard.
“I said, I think it was hot, and I want you to continue.”
“Except, I do not want you to wear your stupid VR thing while doing it this time,” She added. “Look at me while you stroke it.”
I was in awe, “Are… are you sure?”
“Yes, Johnny.” She repositioned herself, now with her legs slightly spread apart while still sitting on the edge of my bed. She grabbed my hand and slid it on her inner thigh.
“I want to see you playing with yourself, with the aid of my panty,” Jess demanded.
My hand was shaking, but I moved it in further.
“Hmmm, Johnny, do you want this panty instead?”
I could feel where I was touching was warm and moist. I followed the direction and rotated my wrist. I could feel something swollen behind the fabric. I instinctively rubbed it with my middle and ring fingers.
“Aww Johnny!” Jess screamed. And I withdrew my fingers out of fear.
“It felt good Johnny… do it again. Do not stop.” Jess looked into my eyes, bent her torso, and leaned forward toward me. “Keep doing it. You did well,” she whispered in my ears.