A Stay At Cousin Clare's

Exhausted, I went to bed, and feeling very satisfied fell asleep at once!

This exciting adventure was repeated every bedtime. Aunt Frances had a large washing machine and I don’t think she examined my pants before putting them in the wash, which was just as well! All went well for a few days. Then the sky darkened and the rain poured down! Uncle Mike was at his office, of course. Aunt Frances was visiting some friends for the day, and Clare said she would be at the farm attending to her pony until lunchtime. I couldn’t go fishing in that weather, so I said I would stay at home and read the set book from school, which I’d been told to read in the holidays. (It was The War of the Worlds!)

Of course, as soon as I was alone I was drawn to my room! There, I quickly took off all of my clothes. My cock was already standing rigidly to attention in anticipation. Trembling, I took a pair of Clare’s knickers from the drawer and put them on. They were so very, very soft and felt absolutely fantastic against my bulging knob. The only problem was that they felt too fantastic, and so far I hadn’t been able to prolong my masturbation for long before I had my orgasm. I was also very aware that I mustn’t come into my cousin’s knickers. It was beyond my imagination as to what Aunt Frances, or even Clare, would say if they found out what I’d been doing in Clare’s beautiful sexy knickers!

After a short while of stroking my cock I was filled with the lovely familiar feeling of my orgasm approaching, and soon I felt my cum squirting into my handkerchief. After it was over I was careful to fold the knickers and replace them in the drawer, trying not to make it obvious that I’d been wearing them. It was only mid-morning, so there should be plenty of time to have another session before Clare came home.

I read for a while, but soon gave into temptation, and carefully chose another pair of Clare’s knickers. After examining them I put them on and started to slowly massage my cock through their soft silky cotton. I marvelled at what a wonderful way it was to spend the time on a rainy day, and I was really starting to enjoy myself again when Clare’s voice, very close to my ear, said, “What are you doing wearing my knickers?”