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underwear fun part 3After Jim had gone I set about cleaning the knickers we had spunked on along with the other items for good measure and put them back in my sister’s room. The weekend passed uneventfully – my sister often stayed with friends over the weekend as this was easier in terms of her going out socialising. I didn’t see Jim, but that wasn’t anything unusual as we would quite often go for periods of not seeing each other and just doing our own thing. I was itching to get back to having the house to myself again.The following week began with the sense of relief that my parents and sister would be going back to work giving me freedom again. I knew my time was limited as the new term would begin in just a couple of weeks, so opportunities for me to do this would then be few and far between.Jim didn’t come around on the Monday or Tuesday, which I was ok with – I was still able to enjoy myself dressing up and wanking myself off.On the Wednesday I heard a knock on the door around 12.30 and answered it to find him there with a grin on his face. He came in and we went upstairs, and as before I went into my sister’s room and rummaged round in her dressing table drawers to retrieve the underwear. By the time I got back to my room he was already stripped off and rubbing his cock. I undressed as well and put on the stockings and suspender belt getting ready for a bit more wanking fun.I had the smallest of the 3 bedrooms, being the youngest, and it was situated at the back of the house, so I didn’t hear the car pull up outside. We were lying on the bed playing with each other’s cocks when I heard a sound. It was the front door being opened then closed again and the sound of footsteps walking down the hallway. We both froze with a panicked look on our faces.”Who the fuck’s that?” Jim whispered, looking suddenly scared.Shit. Shit shit shit shit shit. I suddenly remembered. If I’d been paying more attention I might have remembered sooner. My sister had been talking for weeks about the concert she was going to in London – that much I remembered, what I had failed to take much notice of was her saying that she would be taking a half day off work so her and her friends she was going with could get an early start, and that as she would be getting back late would also be off the following day.”It’s Jean!” I whispered in horror, my heart suddenly thumping fit to burst.Just at that moment I heard her footsteps on the bottom of the stairs. “Tony, you around?””Quick! Hide!” I hissed.”Where?” he said, “there’s nowhere to hide!””Just get behind door, she ain’t likely to come in.””Tony?” Her footsteps had reached the top of the stairs. Jim slid off the bed and scooping up his clothes stood behind my bedroom door that was ajar.”In here,” I called out, aware that my voice was really trembling. She walked down the landing and appeared in the doorway. From the way my bed was positioned it was possible to see me without entering the room.”What are you doing?” she asked.”Um, I wasn’t feeling well, so I went to bed.” I said shakily, sounding hollow and unconvincing to my ears. With any luck she would be too interested in going to her concert to pay too much attention to what I might be doing.”Oh, ok. Just thought that I heard voices and movement.””Oh, um…probably just the radio.” God, I groaned inwardly, that sounds pathetic. She frowned slightly. I don’t know if she heard Jim; maybe he moved slightly, or maybe she heard his breathing, or maybe she just sensed someone else was there, but suddenly she grabbed the door and moved it to see Jim standing there naked, looking really awkward and embarrassed, clutching his clothes to cover himself. “What the hell’s going on here?” She said, güvenilir bahis her voice rising in surprise.”Um…nothing…” I replied feebly.”Doesn’t look like nothing to me. What are you two up to?” I shrugged, feeling helpless and not knowing what else to say. Suddenly she strode a few steps into my room and taking hold of the end corner of my duvet yanked it off my bed before I could stop her. In that awful instant I was revealed to be wearing her stockings and suspender belt. Oh, fuck, I’m dead! I frantically covered my cock, that had rapidly gone down.”I knew it!” she exclaimed, “I bloody well knew it! I knew that my things were being moved and suspected you’d been going through my stuff.” So much for me thinking she would have confronted me directly if she suspected something. “I just didn’t imagine something like this.” Oh, boy, I felt a level of humiliation I never could have imagined, I just wanted to die, my face was burning red. Jim remained behind the door, maybe hoping she would forget about him if he kept out of sight.”Good god, if you wanted to wear my stuff why didn’t you just ask me?” she said.”What?” I replied haltingly, feeling very exposed. “You’d have let me?””No, course not. I’d have told you to get your own, but might have helped you get some.” I felt stupid, embarrassed, humiliated. “Oh, boy,” she continued, “I wouldn’t want to be in your shoes when mum and dad find out.””You’re not gonna tell them are you? Jean? Please?” This was rapidly turning into my worst nightmare. My dad was a very old fashioned man and had no time for progressive ideas. He would turn off the tv in disgust if he saw Boy George appear on it, so the idea of him finding out about this would be a shame I would never be able to live down.After a few long seconds she laughed and said; “Do you think I would actually tell them? Ok, I admit it was a bit of a shock to find the pair of you now like this, but it’s ok. I do understand y’know. It’s a bit of experimentation. Me and Julie Arthur did the same kinds of things when we were your age, just exploring and experimenting. It didn’t turn us into a pair of raving lezzies.” I felt a slight relief, things maybe weren’t as bleak as I’d thought a few moments ago. “And,” she continued, “I gotta say that actually you’ve not got bad legs, maybe a bit on the hairy side, but quite shapely.” She turned back to Jim. “And you can come out of there and stop hiding.” He stepped from behind the door, still clutching his clothes and looking very sheepish. “Well, ok then, I’ve gotta get ready for tonight, so I’ll leave you to it,” she said and walked to her room. I fell back on the bed and groaned, feeling slightly sick in my stomach. It wasn’t as bad as it could’ve been, but it was still pretty awful to have been caught like that, and even though she seemed ok with it after the initial shock, it would still have been something I would have preferred her not to have found out about. Jim sat on the corner of the bed, but neither of us felt like talking.About a minute or so later her bedroom door opened and she appeared back in the doorway to my room; she’d taken off her work clothes and was now in a dressing gown, presumably about to have a shower before going out.”Oh dear,” she said, “you two both look like the world has ended. It’s not so bad.” Yes it is, I thought.”Stand up, Jim,” she said. He looked up at her but didn’t move. “Stand up!” more insistent this time. He reluctantly stood up, still holding his clothes to cover himself. “Bit late for modesty now isn’t it?” she laughed, “let’s see what you got then, drop your clothes.” He paused for a second, his eyes widening in surprise at this, then did as she asked and was standing türkçe bahis naked in front of her, looking a bit self conscious, his cock soft and limp. Stepping over to him she reached out and touched his cock, taking it in her hand and giving it a few playful tugs. I wasn’t expecting this. Nor was he, but it seemed like he was getting used to the idea quite quickly judging by the way his cock began to stiffen again. Soon he was fully hard and my own cock was also rigid as I watched her slowly pulling on his. This was a bit of a turn of events.”Gotta admit that the thought of you two in here wanking each other off got me feeling pretty horny,” she said.”Have you got anything on under that?” Jim asked. She smiled and stopped wanking him and reached for the dressing gown tie and undid it letting it fall open. We both gasped as she pulled the dressing gown back and let it fall to the floor. She was a petite girl, standing only 5’2” and with a slim frame, so her tits were actually very small, but at this moment it didn’t matter to us: tits were tits! She had a natural, hairy minge.Jim leaned over and they kissed and at the same time put his hands on her tits. Half sitting up I watched in a kind of trance like state. She broke off the kiss and turned to look at me.”Come on then, don’t want you to feel left out.” I stood up and she took hold of my cock, wrapping her fingers round it and pulling the skin back and forth a bit. My hands were shaking as I reached for her little tits and rubbed them, feeling the nipple growing hard. In the meantime her and Jim were kissing again, more passionately this time and I could sense the arousal level of everyone increasing. I leaned my head down and began licking and sucking on her nipples. She began to make soft moaning sounds. Abruptly she broke away from us. Uh-oh, I thought, change of mind, but then she knelt down on front of Jim and took his cock in her mouth, after just a few seconds, the excitement clearly too much for him, his body began to shudder, but she kept on blowing him till he let out a groan as he spunked his load into her mouth. To mine and his amazement she swallowed it down.”Fucking hell,” he murmured, his cock sliding from her mouth and starting to shrink. She was single at this point, but had had a couple of boyfriends in the past few years so was clearly no stranger to this kind of stuff. She lay on my bed and taking my hand guided it between her legs to her pussy; the first pussy I ever touched, feeling wet and warm. I didn’t know what to do, so I placed a finger up inside her moist cunt and pushed it back and forth, but she guided my fingers to her clit and got me to move them in a circular motion as I stood beside the bed and she took hold of my cock again. Like Jim I couldn’t last very long and it was a matter of seconds before a fountain of spunk sprayed out, splashing over her body. I felt like it would never stop, I just seemed to keep coming. Jim was nearby watching all this with his cock already getting hard again. She was beginning to moan as I continued to finger her.”Keep going,” she breathed, starting to moan more. Jim knelt down and began sucking on her tits whilst wanking himself again, as for me, my spunk was dribbling out a bit now and my cock was going a bit softer, but her climax was building, her moans getting louder and louder, eventually her whole body began to writhe and convulse as an orgasm went through her. I continued to finger her clit, till she stopped my hand. I climbed on the bed beside her and we held each other, while Jim sat on the corner of the bed, still wanking, till he came a second time. We were all in slightly dazed state at what had happened, and though güvenilir bahis siteleri I knew it was wrong and bad and we shouldn’t have done it, it just felt so damn good at the same time. After lying there for a few minutes of quiet thought, she said: “I really better be getting ready for tonight,” and climbing off the bed she head off to the bathroom where the shower could be heard to start running.”Did that just happen or am I dreaming?” Jim said.”Fuck knows,” I said, “but if it was a dream, then it was the best damn dream I’ve ever had!””Yeah, me too,” he agreed.We pulled some clothes on and I heard Jean finishing in the shower and going to her room to get ready for going out. By the time she appeared again Jim was gone. I felt a bit awkward; should I say something about what had just happened, keep quiet and pretend it didn’t. I didn’t know what to do, so decided not to mention it unless she did. She came downstairs in a cheerful mood, looking forward to her night out.”Right, I’m off then,” she said, “see you later. Probably won’t be back till the early hours.””Ok, see you then. Have a good evening.” She seemed fine, didn’t seem out of sorts in any way.I felt restless for the remainder of the day, thinking over what had taken place and getting really excited about it. As usual I spent most of my time in my room and jerked off a couple of times thinking back over it. I found it quite difficult to get to sleep, so tried to read a bit and listened to some music with headphones, but was still awake at around 1.00 am when I heard her arrive back. My parents had long since gone to bed and were asleep by now. I heard her come up the stairs and wondered if she might come into my room as there would have been the glow of the bedside light showing under the door into the darkened landing, so would have guessed I was still awake, but I heard her door open and close again. I did feel a slight sense of disappointment; after all, we now shared something very personal and I would have liked to talk about it with her, not have to feel it was something shameful and something she regretted. I was thinking that it quite possibly was something she now deeply regretted, which would make it awkward facing her again in the morning.After about five minutes I heard her door open, then saw the handle of mine moving and she came quietly in closing it behind her.”Still awake then?” she said.”Yeah, couldn’t sleep. How was the concert?” “Oh, fantastic, really really brilliant.” She sat on the bed next to me and told me about her evening. She seemed fine, but I didn’t want to mention the events of earlier in the day, just in case she wanted to forget them.”So, you do much this evening?””No, just read a bit, listened to some stuff.” Although I didn’t mention it my cock was starting to get hard again.”Any wanking?” she asked casually, as though that was a perfectly normal question to ask me. This seemed to be a signal that she was fine with our encounter earlier.”Well, now that you ask, um, actually I did do some.” She let out a slight laugh.”Do you wank over girlie mags?” It seemed pretty pointless to deny it after what had taken place earlier, so I nodded and pulled out a copy of Fiesta from under my pillow that I’d been looking at previously. As we went through the pages I pulled the duvet down to reveal my growing cock. She reached over and taking hold of it began to jerk me off as we looked at the pictures. Although I’d already spunked up a few times that day, and my cock was a little sore, I was still ready to go again and after a few minutes of her tossing me, I felt my come bubbling up and my cock began to buck as my spunk come out and dribbled down over her fingers. She held my cock till it began to go down. I reached for the tissues I kept under my pillow to clear up my frequent ejaculations and gave them to her to mop the goo off her hand. “Right, time for sleep,” she said. She kissed my forehead then quietly left the room.

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