I've been reading stories about men using girls panties for masturbation. Sometimes those men have been brothers, cousins or even fathers and grandfathers. My feelings? Read on.
When I reached puberty I could not imagine just how my body would embarrass me. Not only the horrible erratic and unexpected periods, but breasts, (small as they were, and, indeed, still are) that ached and hurt and between periods, the wetness that I seemed to deposite in my panties. Some days little or nothing, other days a really sticky crotch that I could even smell above my clothes. Puberty for me was in one word, messy.
I started to masturbate regularly when I was 14 and reading Solo Touch from 15. I could not really understand why a man would want to smell or even lick a girls panties. Certainly not mine. To me it was yucky. I suppose it was around then that I noticed that my panties would move around on their own. I would always, and I mean ALWAYS bury my used panties deep in the laundry hamper, but sometimes they would re-appear on the top and I really didn't understand why.
Then, one day, I came home totally desperate for the toilet. I burst in and found my brother with my panties in his hand clamped to his face and his cock fully hard in his hand. He was only 13 at the time and totally embarrassed. I felt bad for him especially as he was obviously too close to stop and I saw him cum all over the bathroom floor. I went to my room and he followed begging me not to tell anyone and how sorry he was. I sat him on my bed and just asked him 'Why?'. He blushed up and told me that he liked the scent of my 'cunt' (his word). Now, I have always had a liking for dirty talking and I must admit I liked hearing the word. He told me he liked my pussy cream and that it made him wonder what it would be like to smell a girl for real. I asked him what he would do. He said 'I would love to smell her and push my tongue up her hole.' As we talked, I got very very horny. After he left, I masturbated to a lovely rich orgasm. We talked a few times more about this and I made a decision to let him smell me and push his tongue up my hole too. I haven't done this yet, but it IS his birthday soon.
Well, I loved the power of it. My pussy, the thing that has caused me so much unhappiness has such power. Maybe it isn't too bad after all.