Racing Against Time: Natalie's Forbidden Act

My brother was so good to me. Instinctively, he reached behind him and grabbed my crumpled underwear, almost forcefully shoved it against my chest and whispered, "run". I did and went to the bathroom. I hope the cum that I felt hit my leg was all that escaped me. I never got a chance to check the floor.

"Where's Natty?" I heard through the bathroom door. Mom and Dad were home. Dad must have come in ahead of Mom and my brother at least. The sound of his voice was angry. I don't think my brother got his shorts on quite in time. He wouldn't tell me what dad said but I could tell it was bad. I felt bad for him. He was a good brother to keep me out of trouble.

I gave him a blowjob a week later to make it up to him. I made him cum. I don't think he knew how wet I was.

We weren't able to do anything else together though for the rest of the summer. Someone was always around. We touched each other a few times when no one was looking. I liked it, but we both knew it had to stop there. I once even rubbed myself with him watching to tease him. Mom was too focused on her phone to notice, but I opened my legs and made sure he saw me rubbing myself over my underwear. I think he hated me for a little bit after that, but the frustration was both pushing us to be dangerous in our desperation.

I was going to do something about it. Is that slutty? I don't know. What does it mean to be a slut really? Does enjoying yourself mean you're a slut? If that's true, then I guess I am a slut. I don't know if I care what people think anymore.

I occasionally wore the panties I bought secretly. Never for long though because it was too hot and I'd get caught if I wore them all day. They felt nice and I felt sexy every time I wore them. I couldn't wait for the fall so I could wear them under pants all day one time. The more I put them on the more I wanted it to match. The panties had a bra that I missed. I was too nervous to even notice it the first time, but I saw it the second time when I was with Mom. Just as cute. They had my size. Mom saw me looking at them. "When you're older", she said. Why wasn't I old enough now? Did I have to wait to a certain age to be a slut?

My dad gave me money to buy ice cream a few times I was out with friends. I decided to save it. By the time summer was over and the store was getting rid of their summer clothes, though, I still didn't have enough.

Did I mention I was desperate?

My dad kept money in his wallet. He was terrible at knowing how much he had and I only needed a little bit. Surely he won't notice. I was scared he would though. I never thought I would do this. My pussy was getting wet all over again just thinking about me with both the bra on panties on. How cute would I look? I might even show it off to my best friend at school when I see her.

So I took the money and rushed out of the house. Mom thought I went biking with friends. I went to the store. I found the rack and found exactly what I was looking for. "Not my size, not my size, not it, not my size". The pile was getting smaller and I was worried I was too late. Did I miss - "There!" I though to myself. The last one. I got it. On sale too. Maybe I could even put a little back back in my dad's wallet.

"No. I'll keep it to myself. There will be others I want later", I thought. How slutty did I feel to steal and build a collection? My mom didn't mind when I came home from the store and showered to clean up. I just wanted to see myself in the mirror with both on and no one to come in.

I looked even cuter than I thought. My little nipples could be seen through the fabric. Their soft pink a subtle contrast to the vibrant pink of the bra. The flowers covered it just right to hide some too. My little slit just barely visible in the underwear. I looked a little like the girls in the store. All grown up.

What would my Mom think? Would she call me a whore? Would my dad think I'm a slut? Should I wear this for my brother?

... should I wear it for his friend?

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