I want, no i need, to taste him again

Would anyone care to chat? Super bored and just want to chat. Can be dirty or clean

Growing up, i was always a tad on the side of curiousity. I liked to exploren adventure, find new things like any would. Well my curiosity on day, led me to try on some of my sisters clothing. Nothing special at the time, just boring panties, sresses and skirts, the regular stuff a sister would have. But i do know i enjoyed it, i liked the feel and the look.... fast foward about 5 more years. Now my sister is 18 and i am 15 still. We all know how teenager girls are "stay out of my room. And dont tocuh my stuff" blah blah blah. One day my sister left her bedroom door open. By this time, i had long forgotten about her clothes and items of the such, i went looking through her room for some weed or alcohol. Nothing under the bed, or in the nightstand, or in the closet.. "where could she be hiding it?" I lift up the matters and see a purple crown royal bag and think jackpot... wrong! Or so i thought at the time. My sister had a jack rabbit vibrator . I tucked that back away and moved towards the dresser. I het to the last drawer and dont want to open it, her panty drawer. I search through it and find what im looking for. A dime sized bag of weed. But i cant help but notice all the colors and fabrics of her underwear. The lace, silk, cotton, mesh, varies different kinds and style of undies and bras. Some were even matching sets. All the sudden an urge took over me, i grabbed a hand full and darted to my bedroom. I hsd a few bras in my panty grab, along with some boyshorts, cheeksters, and thongs. I seem to be a fan of the thong style. I remember one in particular, was a long time favorite of mine. The was a matching set, red and black thong seethrough thong with a matching bra, also see through in the cup area. The set was also reversable. I loved it. I remember pulling the thong up my legs, the feeling of the fabric hitting my thighs. As i pulled the straps over my hips, i felt my clitty bulge up into the panties as the back slid between my ass cheeks. It felt right, and felt even better when i put on the matching bra. Now i wasnt by any means passable, but i felt pretty, i felt girly, i felt happy. I laid there smoking that joint for a good amount of time, just enjoying what i was meant to be.