I was an 18 year old virgin with little hope of ever getting laid but I could jerk off with the best of them. That is how my sexual awakening started. After school, like clockwork I would speed home and invade my older sister's laundry. Claire was three years my senior and simply adorable. She had the look of innocence and the sheer confidence of an outright all star. I simply adored panties, hers in particular. She had a health build, meaning she wasn't wafer then nor bordering obese. Genetic be kind to her, gave Claire the most wonderful long red straight hair. Everything about her was almost perfect. Her lips were full, breasts and rear plump, eyes piecing and I long for a close equivalent. That stopped the second day of my senior year.
Entering my bedroom to prepare for my hamper dive I found an envelope on my bed. Within the brown manila envelope, to my horror were crisp clear pictures of myself adorned with a pretty pair of pink lacy panties strangling my cock. A lovely plain pair of white panties crammed in my mouth while my head was tossed back in orgasmic glory. After flipping picture after picture in what can only be described as total humiliation I found the note.
"Dear Robert,
I must say when I first approached my humble room to find you bespattering my undergarments I was upset. But with time I have come to realize this was a cry for my help. I have the power to ruin your life with these pictures so if I were you I would do everything I was told to the letter. When I come home tonight your new life will begin.
Your loving sister,
Claire"
My initial plan for the afternoon no longer seemed appealing, so I sat there in my little room with no idea what to think. I was caught by my sister masturbating with her panties, in her room, thinking about her. The pictures sat on my lap feeling like a two ton weight. Time helps in all things and after a few minutes I arose from my static craze and hid the pictures. I knew my parent would be coming home soon and I need to put on the "normal day" face.