Pantie Wads

I thought it was cumming out of me, at first. I kept finding it in my undies, but just the dirty ones.

Then, I noticed that it was just the ones I left in the bathroom. I checked to see if any came out when I took them off, until 1 day. I got up, and took a bath, but I checked my panties real good first, then I left them in the hamper. When I got out, and went to school, they were still there, but then when I got home, they were on the top.

Sure enough, they were stuck together with white crusty stains, but in the back. Too high to come out of my butt, but I was sure they weren’t like that when I left them in there this morning. Also, I had to dig down to find my nighty, and my sleep shorts. So, somebody had to dig them out, then put them back on top of my brother, and my daddy’s pants.

So, I wiped, and pulled my clean ones up. Flushed, and took them out to show mommy. “Mom, what’s this stuff in my underwear?”

She held them up, inside out, and turned them around to get a good look. She frowned, and made a face, but then she sniffed them, and I giggled, because I didn’t even think of that. I tried to wipe really good, and wash every day so I didn’t get pissy pants. Let alone a trail of poop in the back, but then she took them back to Ben’s room.

“Benjamin!” She didn’t even knock, she just slammed the door open, “What’s the meaning of this?” She shook my panties in his face.

“Mom, what thef. Fudge, I don’t know, what are you doing, Jeeze!”

“Don’t give me that, I know what semen looks like, and your sister isn’t old enough to have a boyfriend.”

“Mom,” I tugged her shirt sleeve, “what’s semen?”

“Well, don’t look at me, I’m still shooting blanks, so I couldn’t have been me. Now, can you leave me alone so I can finish my homework? God!”

“Sorry,” her hands shook, and she backed up. Pulling the door, and her hands shook when she let go. Dropped my underwear, so I had to pick them up. “I think, I better lay down.”

“Come in here quick,” I let her in my room, “Before you faint, you’re white as a sheet.” She sat down on my bed, hyperventilating, and fanning her face. “You’re ice cold too.” I felt her face, and forehead, just like she always did when I was feeling sick. “I think you’re going into shock.”

That’s what the ambulance man said, when I fell off the bleachers at school, and knocked my kneecap out. It really hurt, especially when he popped it back into place, but I got cold, and shivery. So, he had to put a crinkly plastic silver blanket on me all the way to the hospital until I warmed up, and it was almost summer, so it was hot. Too hot to get a cold sweat, and I was shivering, too.

Finally, she calmed down enough to tell me what semen is. Where it goes, and what it does to make you pregnant. When I get older, and start my period, it can find an egg, and make a baby grow up inside me, but that means that somebody got my panties out of the laundry basket, and beat off in them. Or smelling them, and wiped it up with my panties, or I don’t know. Lots of things like that, but none of them good.

They were dirty, and playing with them only made them dirtier, but then daddy got home, and mom made him give Benjy a spanking. Even though he said it couldn’t be him, because he wasn’t ejaculating semen yet, it was just to make sure he wasn’t lying, or he wouldn’t get any bad ideas when he did, but who else could it be?

I guess I just sucked at all this mystery stuff, because they didn’t have a very special episode of Scooby Do where Daphne found semen in her panties, and she had to find out if it was Fred, or Shaggy (But you’d think it would be Shaggy, since he’s the stoner.)

So, it took me years to figure out, when the answer was there all along, or at least as soon as dad got home. There was only 1 man in the house, and he was ejaculating semen or he never would have had us kids. I guess a part of me didn’t really want to know, but then it stopped right away.

Because he knew that I had noticed it, and he had to spank Benjamin. Even though he hadn’t spanked us for years, but this was an extra special reason because it was such a bad accusation, and I felt sorry for him when I learned the truth. Even as I was disgusted by my father, doing something so sick, even though he never even tried to touch me.

So, I forgot about it for a few months, until I caught Benjamin sneaking his blanket down to do the laundry. That was weird, because he never even made his bed unless mom made him, and she didn’t make us unless we had her mom, and dad over. For Thanksgiving, and other special occasions like that, because Grandma made her make her bed every day, and keep her room clean.

She’s a neat freak like that, so she vacuums every day, and never lets us leave a single dish in the sink when she’s around. Once, she even found dust behind the pictures, and put on white gloves to show us on her fingers. I never saw mom in so much trouble before, you’d think she played with matches or something, but she’s an adult.

So, she had to take down the pictures, vases, and candle holders. I helped her wipe the dust off, while she cleaned the shelfs with wet washcloths, then grandma went home, so she could go out, and smoke on the porch until her hands stopped shaking. She doesn’t like her smoking either, so she has to wash the ash tray, and hide it before grandma comes over.

Oh, sorry. Where was I? Oh right, down in the laundry room, where I surprised Benjy so he dropped the blankets, and they rolled open so I could see his PJs. His underwear wadded up inside them, but when he picked them up to put them in the washer. I saw the sticky white mess in the blanket, and I giggled.

“Is that what I think it is?”

“Mind your own business.”

“Well, I better go ask mom, then.” I turned to the stairs, but the basement door was shut, so he couldn’t hear me. “MWH?” He covered up my mouth.

“SH! You want to get me in trouble again?”

I shook my head, so he let my mouth go. “Just tell me, were you jerking off in bed?” Ever since I heard about it, I told my friends, and they talked about boys jerking off. Some of them even had brothers that they walked in on, and one even left the door open, so she could see him standing naked with his dick hard in his hand.

I thought she was lucky just to see it, but she just slammed the door, and told there mom, to make him stop.

“Huh, no. It was just a wet dream.” He lied, “My weiner must have wormed it’s way out when it got hard, so I got it in my sheets.”

“Well, what were you dreaming about?” I didn’t believe him, because it would have had to worm it’s way out through the fly in his underpants, and his pajamas.

“I don’t know,” he stuffed it down in the washer, and shut the lid, “I don’t remember.”

“Boys or girls?”

“Girls of course, but not little girls like you. Older girls with big tits bouncing around.”

I thought he didn’t remember, but then I asked, “Bra on, or topless?”

“Oh, dressed for PE. We’re taking Soccer in PE, so the girls dressed out, and some of them don’t have sports bras, so they bounce a lot running around, and then they had to go shower, and put their school clothes on.”

“So, you can imagine them naked in the shower, and wet all over with their pubes to scrub the soap into lather, and rub the suds between their legs.”

“Huh, that’s enough. Now go up, and help mom set the table for breakfast.”

“Okay,” he turned around, so I couldn’t see it, but I bet I gave him a boner talking about that. So, I opened up the door, and looked in the kitchen. “What’s for breakfast, mom?”

“Bacon, and eggs.” I shut the door, and sneaked back down to catch Benjy leaned over the dryer. He was breathing funny, and shaking his arm in front of his pants, with his belt clinking, so I knew he had them open, even before I peeked around to see it.

First, I took my shoes off, so I could take off my tights, and panties. Then, I pulled my tights back on, without any underwear, but he finished before I was ready. He took a deep breath, and shook so hard, you’d think the washer hit the spin cycle, but I heard it splattering on the floor before I looked over, and saw his drippy dick shrivel up, and giggled.

“What thef, heck?” He pulled his underwear up, too late, and turned around to zip his pants up.

“Fuck,” I giggled, “I won’t tell mom if you say fuck.”

“Get the fuck out of here!”

I giggled, but I wiped the mess up off the floor, and the front of the drier first. Then, I went upstairs to my room, but mommy said “Breakfast in 5 minutes.”

“Okay mom,” I just had to take my tights off, and put my underwear back on, but I was careful to keep it all on the outside, and in the back. Way too high for it to drip down and get in my baby hole, but it stuck to my tights, and soaked through to wet my butt.

I giggled, and made sure my skirt hung down to cover it. “What’s so funny?” I couldn’t stop giggling at the table, so I just told a dirty joke I heard at school.

“What’s a word that starts with F, and ends in K, but can’t wait to get to the whorehouse?”

“Stephanie?” Mom sounded shocked.

“Firetruck. The whorehouse was burning down.”

“I don’t care, I can’t have you talking about prostitutes at the table.”

I just popped scrambled eggs in my mouth with some toast to muffle the giggles, but the mess dried in my tights before I got to school. Where I could show the girls in the restroom.

“What the hell is that?”

“No, what the fuck!” I giggled. “I got caught on my way to the bus stop by a man, and he had his dick out, and he pulled up my skirt to touch my butt, and then he beat off all over my tights before the bus came this morning.”

“You’re lying.”

“Yeah, that’s just mayonnaise, or something?”

“No, it’s semen. Mayo doesn’t dry crusty like this, and it even smell like semen.”

“I’m not going to smell your butt. You just want to fart in my face?”

“No,” I kicked my shoes off, so I can take them off. “Have either of you smelled dick juice before?”

“No,” one of them turned to the other, “Have you?”

“No, but it’s not gay if it’s real.”

“I’ll smell it if you smell it.”

“Okay, but you go first.” They took them, and sniffed them, then passed them back and forth. Then, I put them back on, and went out to eat before the lunch bell rang, so we’d miss lunch.

“What man?” They asked when we got to the table.

“I don’t know, I couldn’t see him, I could just feel him behind me. He told me not to look at him, and he had a mask on.”

“Like a Halloween mask?” It was almost Halloween, so that’s why she asked.

“No, a ski mask, like a burglar.”

“Did you see his dick?”

“How big was it?”

“Was he circumcised?”

I just shook my head, and said “No. He told me not to look, and he covered my eyes, once I promised not to scream, so all I saw was his ski mask before he turned me around, and told me not to look, but he humped my butt, so I guess it felt about this big?” I held my hands up, then together with my fingers, and thumbs touching each other, “And about this big around.”

They wouldn’t have believed me, if I didn’t have my jizzy tights to show them, but of course it was all a lie, and I didn’t stop there. As soon as I knew that I had hot running cum on tap at home, I thought of every which way I could get Benjy to jizz in my panties. So I could show them off at school, and make up stories about my boyfriend. His big hairy dick, and cum filled nuts.

He didn’t want to, but he didn’t want to get in trouble either. So, first I just had to tell him I’d tell mom I caught him jerking off. Downstairs in the laundry room, and I showed him my panties to prove it.

“How did you get them cummy in the first place?”

“I wiped it up off the drier when you weren’t looking.”

“No, on summer when you made dad spank me.”

“I don’t know? I just found them in the hamper like that, and I didn’t know what it was. I thought it came out of me, so I asked mom if it might be vaginal discharge, or I might have a yeast infection.”

“Well, what were you going through the dirty clothes for, anyway?”

“Because, they’re delicates? I can’t just throw them in the washer with your dirty jeans and stuff, I have to wash them separate, like whites, and colors. They have a special soap, and cycle for that.”

“Oh, so that’s what the delicates button is for.”

“Don’t change the subject, just beat off in my panties, or I’ll tell.”

“You just want to get me in trouble again.”

“No, if I just want to get you in trouble, I can make up a story.”

“Well, I’m not in the mood.”

“Well,” I pulled my skirt up, and turned around. “What do I have to do to get you in the mood?” I mooned him, and shook my bare butt, since I had to take my shoes, and tights off to get my underwear off. “Can you smell my pussy?”

“No, stop being gross.” He yanked my skirt out of my hands to pull it down.

“It’s not gross, it’s sexy.”

“This might surprise you to hear, but there’s nothing sexy about my little sister’s butt, because it’s a butt, and you’re my little sister.”

“I know, but I can’t just pop out boobs overnight.” I stuffed my hands up my top. “How about this?” I shook them in there.

“Nope, you’re still my little sister.”

“Well, what if I stick it in my mouth, and suck it?”

“You really want to suck my dick?”

“If that’s what it takes to get it up?”

“Huh!” He rolled his eyes, and unzipped his pants. “Okay, you can try it, I guess.”

I nodded, “Just try to think about a soccer girl playing soccer, with big tits, and no bra on.” I sniffed it first, but it didn’t smell too bad, so I held it up, and licked it. It tasted a little salty, so I kissed it, and stretched it out with my lips, so I could pinch it, and feel the blood pumping in it until it swelled up hard enough to let it slip out.

“Don’t stop.”

“But you’re hard, and wet.” I grabbed my panties, and wrapped them around it to dry him off. “Just close your eyes, and think about.” I stopped to think, “Girls jumping on trampolines. Topless, so their bare boobs bounce up and down. Up, and down, faster, and harder, huh! Uh, huh!” It was really hard to keep talking, and pay attention to what I was doing so my panties didn’t slip out, but they slipped up, and down in my fingers, and got hot rubbing his hard on. Faster and faster until he had to prop himself up on the drier.

“Oh, ohohohohuh!” He turned around, so he could hold himself up on both hands, but that ment I could pull his shirt up, and rub his butt. “Uh!” He hunched when I slipped his soft chubby out of the satin, and gave him a pat on the cheek. Then, I sniffed the fresh wad, and spread my fingers, to see how much he shot in the seat.

That’s the best part, because it’s big enough to wrap around it, and when I put them on, it’s warm against my butt. “Thanks!” He ran upstairs, and slammed the door, to take a shower before mom, and dad got home, but I rubbed the warm wet sticky mess in before I went up to do homework.

“Huh!” It’s hard to focus on math and stuff, with it sticking, and slipping all over my butt, but I just squirmed a little on the bed, until I finally finished the reading. By then, it had started drying up, so I rolled over, and propped myself up on my pillow to do the questions…

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^ I can go on…

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