It was a pleasant monsoon day. The entire house was a mess. There were all kinds of things scattered everywhere. My mom and I were getting rid of all the unwanted things as we will shift to a new house in 2 weeks.
It’s because of the college I got into. We have lived here my whole life because of the nearby school, and now I am a big girl, but I still need a house nearby to cut my traveling time. Knock knock! There was someone at the door. I went to the hall to check.
It was a middle-aged man dressed in a shirt and lungi. He told me that he was running an orphanage. He asked if we had any old clothes that we didn’t use for the children. My mom came out rushing and said we have plenty of those looking at me.
Yes, I have a cupboard full of clothes. The clothes I used during my middle school times were sitting there. My mom thanked the man for coming at the right time and asked me to clean my cupboard with a huge smile on her face. Sigh…extra chores, I thought to myself.
I opened the cupboard, and there were so many. Some of them are my favorites, but I need to check if it still fits me. I haven’t changed much apart from putting on healthy fat on my apple boobs and watermelon bums. I told my mom about this, which the man overheard.
He told me that he would be happy to come by tomorrow so that we could take our time to get the clothes ready. “Ok, that’s great,” said my mom and the man left.
My mom ordered me to keep the clothes ready. She is going out for veggie shopping which is her usual routine. I started to take the clothes off from the cupboard one by one. I separated the too-small ones on one side and the doubtful ones on the other side.
I spotted my favorite skirt in the mixed bag of clothes and was happy to try it on. It was one of my go-to dresses in my middle school times. As I was wearing it, it became pretty obvious that it would not fit. I wore it but couldn’t zip it since the zip present behind is not rising my melon bum.
I went to the mirror and laughed out loud. This skirt barely covered anything. The top of my panties was visible from behind since I couldn’t zip it. More than half of my thighs were exposed. I thought it would be a marvelous site if someone sees me in this condition.
This mere thought gave me chills all over my body. I looked pretty sexy. I bent down a little to see how much the skirt would rise. It didn’t take a huge effort. A slight bend exposed half my panty. And it was that time the slut in me took over.
It’s been a while since I was always looking forward to reliving those tension-filled beautiful moments. I want to show this to someone and want to see their reaction. The orphanage guy was the first to come to my mind, but how to do it when mom is around?
Probably when she is working in the kitchen? The window is too small and risky. I kept thinking about that the whole day. As it will be a quick peek for a second, I thought of doing it pantyless. No, no, no way when mom is around. I’m always ordered to wear my undergarments, even at home.
I quickly browsed through my old clothes and found an old panty. Maybe this could work, I thought to myself. It was a red color, a perfect contrast with my shining white bubble bum. But there was just one problem. It had a hole in the front.
I’m only going to show a peek of my back so the hole shouldnt be an issue. I wore the panty with a great struggle and went to the mirror. Hmmm. This is much smaller than I thought. It barely covered my bum due to the tension exerted by my butt. The fabric is rolling in to crack.
It’s practically a g-string, a little exposed but perfect, I thought. My pubic hair showed through the tiny hole in the front, making me laugh instantly. I wore the skirt again, went to the mirror, and pretended to be picking something from the floor.
As expected, 90% of my butt is visible, with a small red line. This is too risky, I thought. But as it’s only for a second, I convinced myself that it should all be good. I couldn’t sleep the whole night thinking about how to execute this with mom at home.
I was planning various scenarios in my mind, and each was risky. The tension and the excitement made me so horny I slipped my fingers down to my panty and realized I was still wearing the panty with the hole. I quietly slipped my index finger into the hole and massaged my clit.
I slowly went deeper and deeper. Now my finger goes back and forth inside my pussy through the panty hole. And I couldn’t stop myself. My pussy was oozing juices, and my fingers and panty were getting wet. I increased the pace and thrust and stroked it like no tomorrow.
Triikkkkkk! I heard a sound. Fuck. The tiny hole in the panty just got bigger. It has now become a slit. I quietly pulled my finger out as this panty is the only star of tomorrow’s show since it has no backup. I licked my juices on my fingers and tried to sleep but couldn’t.
I was patiently waiting for morning. It was a dark and cloudy day. Dad left early for the office. Mom and I are doing some house chores. And I was wearing the tiny underwear under my pajamas and expecting the guy any minute. Then suddenly mom said that she had some blouse which needed to be stitched.
She might have to visit the tailor sometime today. My eyes widened. I saw an opportunity there. I casually said that it looks like it will rain heavily today. Why don’t you go now and be back before the rain? You can also finish your veggie shopping along with it.
To my surprise, she thought it was a great idea. In the next 5 minutes, she quickly dressed up. She ordered me to get the clothes from the terrace if it rained and went out.
My heart rate started increasing. I have the house to myself in complete privacy. I made a change of plans. I’m going to go a bit further than initially planned. But how. How much further? What if something goes wrong?
Since it’s in my home, the stakes are very high. What if he finds out that I’m doing it on purpose? Will he take advantage of me? Will he stalk me? Come back for more? My mind was all over. But my heart was focused only on fun.
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