Weeks had past and I had not been discovered in my new obsession. I say obsession, because there wasn't a day, I didn't look forward to rummaging through my sister's laundry hamper for her dirty panties. Each pair was rich with her scent, some days the scent would be heavier as was her discharge. When she was on her period, a pad would sometimes still be present. Okay, I may have a little freak in me, but the extra rich scent from her pad made my cock especially hard. In my mind, that made it all the more taboo.
Then one day, my obsession went to the next level. I was in my room studying for a final, my sister popped in and said she was going to take a long hot bath and didn't want to be disturbed.
"What's wrong Les? Are you alright?"
"Yeah, I'm okay...I just had a very stressful day and need to decompress a little."
Next thing I hear is the bath water running, then the bathroom door opens Leslie's running into her room and back to the bathroom. I look up to see her beautiful naked body run past my door. All I could really see was the side of her tits and ass, but that was enough. You guessed it, instant hard on.
I heard her get into the tub and thought what the hell, I'll get a pair of panties from the hamper and think about fucking Leslie in the tub. I went into her room and there on the floor was a black pair of panties. Black had become my favorite, because it was clear to see how much discharge she had that day. I went to pick up them up and felt they were still slightly warm. I almost yelled out Fuck Yeah!
I was not able to get my hands on her freshly worn panties until just that moment. I was in disbelief that just a few seconds ago, Leslie's pussy and ass were being caressed by the material in my hands. I knew I had plenty of time, so I slowly inspected my prize. I brought the crotch to my nose and inhaled deeply. So fresh and deeply scented with Leslie's cunt. She must've been stressed and moving about quite a bit during the day, because the she had plenty of discharge. My cock called out to be released from my pants. I unbuttoned and dropped my pants to the floor. I don't think my cock was ever that hard before and begged to be stroked.
With my little head in charge, I began to lick the tangy and delicious nectar from my sister's panties. I was lost in the fantasy of being in her bedroom and helping her prepare to bathe. Beginning with smelling her panties while still on. Not a casual once over, but savoring the smell of every square inch of material covering her amazing hot body. She always wore French cut, so they have always been my favorite. I would pick up the different hints of pee, discharge and sweat. Each smell distinct and flavorful would make my cock throb. I was so lost in my fantasy world...
"What the fuck?" is what broke me from my trance. Leslie was standing in a towel, in my bedroom doorway. In my haste to get into my fantasy, I forgot to close my door. Really, I thought I would be finished way before Leslie finished her bath. She would normally take 30 minutes or longer.
Like a moron, I just sat there on my bed...cock in hand, panties to my nose and mouth.
Once again, she said, "what the fuck are you doing? Those are my panties, aren't they?"
Beginning to get my wit back, I retorted, "these are Jennifer's (my neighbor and best friend since kindergarten). Why are you barging in my room anyway?"
"Well, the door was open and I was going to tell you the bathroom was free. But then, I heard you say my name and I see you jerking off. Why were you calling out my name?"
"I don't know what you think you heard, but this is my bedroom and everyone jerks off."
She came closer and grabbed the panties out of my hand. "I knew it, these are mine. Now, what lame excuse are you going to make up?"
