Caught You Jerking Into My Panties: An Erotic Sex Story
It was a lazy Sunday afternoon in the summer, and I was lounging around in my bedroom, wearing nothing but my panties. I hadn’t expected anyone to be home, so when I heard the door open, I was a bit startled. I quickly grabbed my robe and covered up, but it was too late. My brother had already seen me and was smiling in amusement.
“What are you doing?” he asked, his eyes roaming over my body. I blushed and looked away, feeling embarrassed.
“Nothing,” I muttered.
“You were jerking off, weren’t you?” he teased, walking closer to me. I felt my cheeks flush as he reached out and grabbed my panties.
“You’re still wet,” he noted, his fingers grazing over my slick skin. I gasped, my eyes widening in surprise.
“What are you doing?” I asked, my voice trembling.
“I’m just admiring you,” he said, still stroking my panties. His touch sent shivers through my body and my breath hitched in my throat.
“I can’t believe you were about to do that in my panties,” he said, his voice low and husky. I felt myself flush again as I realized he was right.
“Come here,” he said, reaching for my hand. I walked towards him, my heart beating rapidly in my chest. He pulled me close and kissed me softly on the lips. His kiss was sweet and gentle, and it sent a wave of pleasure coursing through my body.
He slowly pulled away, his eyes filled with desire. “Let’s take this to the next level,” he whispered.
My heart raced as I followed him to the bed. We slowly undressed each other, exploring each other’s bodies with our hands and lips. His touch was gentle and passionate, and I felt myself melting into him. I gasped as he entered me, his cock hard and thick. I moaned as he moved inside me, his thrusts slow and steady.
We moved together in perfect rhythm, our bodies becoming one. The pleasure was intense and I felt myself edging closer and closer to the brink of orgasm. I cried out as I finally reached my peak, my body shaking with pleasure.
My brother collapsed beside me, a satisfied smile on his lips. We lay there in each other’s arms, both of us basking in the afterglow.
“I can’t believe you caught me jerking into your panties,” I said, my cheeks reddening in embarrassment.
“It was hot,” he said, his voice thick with desire. “I’m glad I caught you.”
I smiled and kissed him, feeling thankful that he wasn’t mad. He smiled back and kissed me again, our intimate moment suddenly becoming something more.
We made love again that night, our bodies entwined in passion. Our time together was filled with pleasure and excitement, and I realized I had found something special with my brother. I knew our relationship would last and I was thankful he accepted me for who I was—even when I was caught jerking into his panties.
