My sister Lisa has always been a cock teasing I remember. Now 18 years old, she loves to show off her long thin legs and tight ass around the house. Although she is a little taller than me 5’08, her breasts are small and strong and rarely wear a bra.

When she grew up to be a young woman, she marched around the house again, now a young woman rather than a young girl’s body. She has long blonde hair, blue eyes and a way to walk, causing men to stop on their tracks.

Our parents always scolded her for her outfit style, which is usually very revealing. She once told them that she loved teasing boys, even girls in school, and that she knew exactly what she was doing. She said she knew she was a cock teasing and loved it. She does have a string of boyfriends, and her usual circle of girlfriends, but none of them are as stable as you call it.

I never mind her clothing choices and actually look forward to her more exposed outfits that showcase her best assets. In my humble opinion, it was her long legs and tight little butt. She knew I looked at her on her, but didn’t seem to mind half-naked, partially dressed in front of me. When we were sitting on the couch, she would sit while watching TV, crossing and stretching her legs, occasionally placing her legs on top of me.

She even asked me a few times how I looked before I went out to play with my friends. Several times, at the dining table, she would rub my feet on my feet, put her feet on my knees, smile, but never say a word. I can’t say how many times I’ve masturbated, thinking about her sexy legs wrapping around my head, imagining me licking her sweet pussy until she comes.

I remember many times, after she left school or went to school with friends, she walked through basketball and searched for her panties in her bedroom. She usually wears white cotton underwear, but occasionally wears thongs in the mixture. At first, I painfully picked them out of the basket and brought them to my nose and sucked her feminine scent.

They will smell heaven and my cock will instantly turn into a rock. Lisa’s thong would scent her on the trouser rot, along the area of rope that I knew would be on her butt cheek. Sometimes I even masturbate on her panties and rub my cum on her crot foot area.

Knowing she would wear them with my cum, even if they would launder money, it would bring me my mind. I don’t think she knew I did this because she never mentioned it to anyone.

As time goes by, my underwear becomes bolder. I noticed the smell of urinating a few times, and her feminine smell on her panties or nylon. I would take my tongue to the area of crot’s feet and lick her anxiously any place she left on it again.

I would also add some of my own pee to her panties, as well as my cum after masturbation. I always put them back in the basket under her other clothes. Her white cotton panties would be slightly yellow, but I don’t think she would notice when she threw them into the wash.

Several years have passed. Lisa, 20, is in college and I still live at home. She lives in the dormitory, so she usually goes home on long weekends or holidays. I missed her in the room, not only because I missed her sexy body, but also missed the opportunity to play with her panties.

On one of hers, our parents went on vacation on their own, leaving Lisa and me at home. She is now 19 years old and is a real knockout round. Tall, tanned, length blonde goddess. What to love?

On this visit, I remember it was Friday night. I plan to stay home and watch my favorite NBA team, the Celtics, play the hateful Lakers. Lisa is planning to go out with her girlfriend. She had been taking a shower and was ready for the whole night before she left. She came to the front room in her slut’s short skirt and high heels.

The dress barely reached her thighs, covering almost all her wonderful ass, and nothing more. Her short and chunky legs were emphasized by her high heels and were 4 inches tall. She didn’t wear any nylon because she had a nice tan color from the summer. She asked me what I thought of her clothes. I said it usually looks pretty good, covering my growing erection.

It seemed like she hadn’t gotten all my attention yet, and Lisa put one leg on Settee. She began rubbing her long legs up and down with her hands, literally begging me to look at her thighs, knees and calves. I could see her skirt directly into her groin area and see her wearing black panties.

I couldn’t swear at the time, but it looked like she even looked like she was putting a finger in her panties next to her thigh. God, I wanted to touch her firm sexy legs and gently kiss my sweet pussy. She asked again if I liked her clothes.

She stood in front of me now and asked me if my skirt was too short, I didn’t say it for her. She asked me what that meant, and I told her that most of her skirt was that length and might get her attention to the attention she wanted. Then she asked if I caught my attention.

I pretended to be surprised and asked her what she meant. She said she knew I was obsessed with my legs, and then to my surprise, she knew about my panties fetish, too. I began to blush and felt the blood rushing from my face. I thought she would say who was my next thought.

She turned her feet down and walked towards me. She said it was OK, she wouldn’t tell anyone about the adverse events of my panties. She said she was actually flattered by her brother finding her underwear sexy and she knew my sperm and piss was on the underwear for years.

Lisa said that my addition to her panties made her so excited that she would usually put the dirt still and damp panties back in place, smashing the orgasm on her own with her fingers, mixing her pussy juice with my sediment. She said it made her feel like a real slut for a whole day or so.

Now, I was scared and sexually aroused at the same time. Lisa bent down and kissed me on my lips, a full and tender kiss unlike brothers and sisters who would normally kiss.

Then she said it was our little secret and put a finger on my lips as if she said she wouldn’t say anything. I thought I could almost taste her when I licked my lips. Is she pointing her finger at herself as she teases me? She looked into my eyes and said she met me later and enjoyed my night alone. She smiled, walked to her car and left.

I was on the couch for a few minutes, thinking about what she said, how she kissed me, and the smell on her lips. I was still as hard as a rock and had leaked precum from the tip of my penis. I knew I was going to cum and didn’t want to waste it on my stomach, I got up and walked into Lisa’s room and looked at her basket. After opening it, I saw her usual pair of white cotton underwear.

I picked them out and felt they were completely soaked. I immediately realized Lisa’s feminine smell and also noticed the yellow stains she pissed. The panties were still very warm, so when she removed them, she must have just wet herself. I put them on my face and started licking the wet crot feet.

I saw several of her curly blonde hair in the material. I quickly brought my panties to my fully extended th-moving cock, sucked a few times, almost immediately sinking into the already soaked panties. I came so much that my cum not only covered the area of the small crot’s feet, but also surrounded the leg cut and entered the back of the panties.

I also sprayed a few drops of peeing on her panties, and now it’s soaked and can’t hold more liquid. After recovering a certain amount of re-recovery, I immediately replaced them on top of the pile, making her notice her immediately.

Back on the couch, I wondered what would happen when Lisa came home later that night.