Lily wouldn’t be home for another hour. She was out with the girls at the mall, probably buying lingerie or something. I couldn’t shake the thought of my own sister trying on skimpy little lace panties and a bra to match. But honestly, I didn’t really mind, it actually kind of turned me on. She wasn’t a little girl anymore, over the last 18 years she grew into a beautiful woman. I wondered if she looked any different since the last time I saw her before starting my junior year of college.
I imagined her breasts filling out a bright orange tank-top, testing the limit of the fabric. I imagined a black lace bra holding them tightly, and I thought about her hard nipples imprinting on the lacy fabric. It was all a bit much for me, and I started to get hard. I adjusted my cock inside my jeans and thought “what the hell.” After all, she wouldn’t be home for another hour.
I opened the door into Lily’s room and took a peak into the top drawer of her dresser. My cock got just a little harder when I saw the collection of sexy panties my little sister had stashed away. I pulled out a nice little pair of white cotton hip-huggers. I felt the soft fabric and imagined how it would feel on my cock. I was tempted to try it, but I controlled myself.
After a little more digging around a found the sexiest little lavender g-string. “My god,” I thought, and my hand instinctively slid into my pants and grasped my throbbing cock, jerking it slowly. I was so lost in the pleasure and thought of my sister wearing nothing but that g-string, that I barely noticed a car door and Lily’s voice saying good-bye to her friends.
“Fuck.” I thought, and I quickly threw the g-string back into the drawer and closed it. I high-tailed it back to my room and closed the door. I grabbed my laptop and pretended to be working on homework. Then I remembered…
I left the white cotton hip-huggers on her bed. “Shit,” I thought. Just as I was afraid of, I heard a knock on the door. “Come in.” I said, trying not to sound nervous.
“Hey Alex,” she said as she stepped just into the doorway, “Welcome home.”
“Thanks,” I said, and tried to act normal, “So where’s mom and dad?”
“They’re on a date,” she said, “Won’t be home until like 2 in the morning.”
“Oh, alright then.”
“Hey give me a hug,” she held out her arms, “I miss you.”
Reluctantly I obliged. I stood and hugged her, trying to keep my boner as far away from her as possible, but she surprised me by pulling me close and pressing up against me. I could tell she noticed.
“So Alex, were you by any chance in my room just now?”
Fuck. “No,” I lied. “Why do you ask?”
“Oh, nothing.” She smirked. “But if I had known you wanted to see some sexy underwear, I would have brought you along to go shopping.” She sat on my bed, leaning forward so a bit of purple lace was visible below her shirt.
My cock got a little harder and I stuttered, “Uh…”
“Look, I’m not going to tell anyone.” She said. “I’m not mad and I don’t see any reason anyone has to know.”
I just stared in disbelief.
“Stop being such a dork and sit.” She patted the bed beside her.
I sat by her and she placed her hand on my thigh.
“It’s actually kind of nice to have some dirt on you.