STORY 7

I was in my room at the time. A pair of Rachel’s panties clenched in my fingers as I sat down with some very naughty thoughts on the mind, I’ll tell you! In a minute, the computer would be fired up and there would be a couple of sexy girls getting fucked on-screen. A good porno stimulation to get the juices flowing as I anticipated the extreme pleasure I’d get from this session. Those dainty little cotton things in my hand...

Although, I’d like to think my newfound excitement was justified. You see, I had somehow managed to refrain for nearly a day! A miracle in itself, I know...

The pipes were backed up, to put it mildly. I was aching to burst, to release the tension in my balls. When the body gets used to a certain output, any stifling of the regular routine can lead to some nasty fits of blue balls and various pains down there. But oh baby, those would be taken care of momentarily. I knew this would be a memorable occasion. Any time those panties were nearby, it just had to be!

And as I opened up the browser, typing my favorite term into the search bar – big tits fucking. That was always a doozy. I couldn’t get enough of those fat-titted girls! Such awesome things, those boobs are. I’d never even felt a pair myself, though I knew they’d be wonderful – how could anything so goddamn gorgeous not be? So I slid the cursor over (lowering the underwear to my crotch, preparing for some fun), aiming for the first site that caught me eye. But just before I pressed down...

Click.

My bedroom door swung open, oh so slowly! As if one of those second-rate movie ghosts had snuck into the house and decided to play a trick on me! There it was, creaking open.

But a moment later, it became clear that the culprit was not a ghost at all.

“Oh, excuse me Johnny,” my stepmother Rachel said as she poked her head in! I had to fumble around awkwardly, sticking the panties farther in my hand as I cupped them above my thighs. The shock of the ordeal all happened so fast that I didn’t have a chance to minimize my screen, and so there was a host of juicy site listings for anyone to see!

“Umm, hi Rachel?” I replied, surely looking like a moron as I squirmed about.

“Busy?” She asked, and here I saw her eyes peer across the screen for a moment. My stepmother said nothing, I wasn’t sure if she had actually seen anything – but she stepped inside all the same, shutting the door behind her.

“Umm, no, no, I mean not really,” I stuttered.

“Not really?” She laughed. “You busy little college boys! I bet you’re looking at something naughty on your computer, aren’t you!”

I didn’t know how to respond! Had she really seen? Well, shit... I mean the sites were still on the screen! It seemed to late to correct the situation, so I found myself giggling nervously, already beginning to sweat as a rush of embarrassment swept through my body.

“That’s ok, Johnny,” she said, “It’s to be expected of a young, strapping lad like you.”

“It is?” I mumbled, feeling quite confused.

“Sure,” Rachel continued. “I bet you’re pretty curious about women, aren’t you?”

“Well you know,” I began cautiously. “They’re hot and stuff.” And stuff? What a retard...

“They sure can be,” Rachel laughed. “But actually, I came in here to ask you about something else, Johnny.”

“Oh?” I responded, feeling my heart thump faster, unsure what she could possibly want... still trying to conceal her clothing in my hand.

“Yeah, about these,” she said, as her hand thrust forward... holding a pair of panties that I had used just the other day! A soiled, debauched item! My dried cum stain was still visible on the exterior. Oh jesus... caught!

“Ummm... I don’t think so,” I shrugged, not even able to convince myself it was true. How could I forget shooting a blast of hot semen into those luscious things!

“No?” Rachel inquired, raising her eyebrow suspiciously. “Tell me then, what’s that you’ve got in your hand, Johnny?”

Uh oh... Speaking of caught! As I looked down, anyone could clearly see the exposed bit of underwear sticking out from my hand. Damnit! I had nowhere to go now. No excuse or reason to be holding a pair of her panties – while looking at p**n! I could only gulp, as my eyes darted nervously about the room.

“It’s ok, Johnny.” Rachel said, placing a warm hand on my shoulder. “You don’t need to lie. I know you’re just a curious young man. You probably wanted to know what if felt like being close to a woman, didn’t you?”

I couldn’t believe her cavalier attitude, given the situation! How could anyone be that understanding after just finding out that their stepson had been cumming into their personal underwear!

“Well, uh, I mean... I saw them and...” Nothing could be said in my defense.

“Relax, Johnny,” she laughed. “You don’t need to be embarrassed. I understand how you feel.”

“You do?” I asked.

“Sure. I know exactly what you need,” Rachel whispered, biting down on her lip. I have to admit, as I looked up and took sight of her beautiful features, my stepmother had quite a strong sex appeal in that figure. The bedroom eyes were in full effect, it seemed.