Sister and I take a break

*** 100% Fiction

Last summer holiday my sister and I decided to go and visit the countryside as we were getting bored at home with not much to do. We both packed our bags and decided to head south, taking the train from the city centre.

After heavy delays, we reached the south and decided to check into a motel as we were both in need of a shower. The hot summer’s day and the walking around from one station to another had taken its toll on both of us.

The receptionist took my name down and didn’t ask for hers, so she took the key and went to the room while I sorted out the paperwork. After filling in the forms I grabbed my key and went to my room. After walking down the corridor I came to a sign pointing to the direction of my room. As I walked through the hallway I was suddenly aware of the eerie silence in the motel until a door opened just as I passed it giving me a shock as the loud TV blasted out music.

I finally came to my room and as I opened the door I could hear the TV on and the toilet flushing. I approached the bed and took my shoes off jumping in the comfort of the soft cotton sheets. I needed to use the bathroom too so I ask my sister how long she’s going to be, “About 15 minutes!” came the reply, “I'm having a shower.” The shower taps started I could hear her brushing her teeth. This meant she was going to be her usual half an hour so I just had to wait.

My sister is 3 years older than me and we look nothing alike. We get along, because she gets her way most of the time but then again she has been there for me in the past. At 13 I suddenly had more friends, which took me till 16 to realise why when my sister started seeing a lot of one of my “friends”.

I started looking for the remote so I could switch the channel when my eyes caught the pile of clothes in the corner of the room by my sister’s bag. I felt a small tingle at the end of my cock as my brain realised the potential of the contents. I could actually feel my cock move around in my pants as blood filled the veins as I imagined my sister’s panties and what they would smell like after the 10 hour journey we had.

I slowly crept towards the pile and found the panties lying at the back next to the wall. I could see that they were white and lacy and as I bent over to pick them up I could smell my sister’s musky scent. They were twisted around the sides where my sister must have rolled them down her legs and just flung them against the wall using her foot. I picked them up and instinctively took a deep sniff of her gusset. It was better than Viagra, my cock standing hard and tall with the instant hit of her aroma. I then noticed how warm they were and incredibly damp. They had light brown stains on the gusset, but other than that they were deceptively clean. It was the smell that gave them away.

I have been sniffing panties for quite a while now. I cannot honestly remember the first time I did it, and I'm only 25 so you can tell that ‘A’ I started a long time ago and ‘B’ I do it often! I do it whenever I get the opportunity. I love the orgasm achieved through for example, rubbing one out whilst in my aunt’s toilet, aunt’s used knickers stretched across my face whilst using my cousin’s panties to stroke my cock. I love wearing the panties like a mask with the gusset pressed right up against my nostrils so that every breath stinks of my aunt’s pussy and my heavy breathing makes the gusset all hot and moist again just like the panties would be if she had just taken them off and thrown them onto my face.

And then after finishing I love the feeling of going back downstairs and joining into the family antics again looking at my attractive 40 year old aunt whilst still being able to smell her as her scent has been stained onto my top lip and every breath I take through my nose brings in the pungent fruity musky aroma of her leathery orange stained gusset on her black cotton panties. I could have sworn once she caught a whiff of the familiar smell and looked in my direction as I got a little too close to her face when reaching for the bottle of wine behind her. I panicked and quickly walked to the bathroom to wash my face.

I smell my sister’s and my mum’s all the time, but today was different. Today my sister’s panties had such a strong smell that I could hold them a good 6 inches above my nose and still smell them, each sniff sending what felt like a litre of blood to my cock.

I laid down on the bed with her panties merely resting on my nose and just wanked hard coming in less than a minute. This was an ultimate panty find and the fact that she was only in the bathroom next door singing in the shower added to the excitement even more.

After cleaning myself up I put the panties back and watched TV until she came out.

*** And that’s where part 2 will come shortly!