Author: Cheerleader Fan
Title: The Holiday Hamper Gift Basket
Summary: A teenager gets his first taste of pussy from an unusual source.
Keywords: msolo voy creampie cum

It was Christmas Eve and as we have done every year since I can remember my immediate family gathered for a small dinner. The big shindig is tomorrow at my Aunt Stacy and Uncle Jim's house, but we've got this tradition where each of the children gets to pick one present from under the tree and open it up after dinner. Tonight mom made a small glazed ham and mashed potatoes. There are some veggies, but I have no intention of eating them.

Oh, I suppose I should tell you about myself and my family before I get too far into the story. My name is Aaron Kentwood and I'm the second of four children my parents had. I'm 17 and a senior in high school in case you were wondering. My oldest sister Amber is 20 and in college on the other end of the state. My youngest brother Andrew is eight years old so he's still in elementary school. He's a handful, but still a pretty good kid. He has more energy to burn than the sun, I swear.

That leaves my little sister Alyssa. She's 15 and a bit of a pain, but a nice girl otherwise. She never gets in trouble, but that's mostly because she's definitely daddy's little girl. She's in 9th grade right now. She's not what you'd call beautiful, but with her light skinned face and long curly chestnut hair flowing halfway down her back she is by no means unattractive. Her average looking body is about five foot four and if I had to wager a guess I'd say she has generous B cup breasts and will probably wind up with large C cuppers when she's all done developing. Tonight she was wearing a pale yellow knit sweater of some kind, her school uniform skirt and a pair of white socks. None of us likes wearing shoes when we can help it and at home it's rare to see even one of us in anything more than a pair of socks. Our school's girls uniform is a blue and white tartan skirt with a white blouse. Most girls accessorize like crazy and Alyssa is no different. She usually sports a blue or white scrunchie and whatever jewelry she feels like wearing that day. Today she didn't bother with either since we are on vacation after all.

I know I'm her brother and I'm not supposed to notice these things, but I can tell you that by far her best asset is her ass (pun intended). It's not as skinny as most girls in her class, but it doesn't have an ounce of extra fat on it. She's on the cheerleading squad so she gets plenty of exercise. Years of that and advanced gymnastics has left her with a very strong, but soft rear. I know I'm certainly not supposed to notice things like this, but I occasionally help her and her best friend Julia practice cheerleading One of the things required of me is to lift them both into the air every now and then and steady each them individually with a hand on their ass. As such I've had plenty of opportunities to feel both of their firm young behinds and I can tell you there is no comparison.

I'm getting carried away here, now where was I? Oh right, dinner. Our family sat down for dinner at 6:30PM and it was a nice enough meal. Most of the conversation was between my parents and Amber catching up on what happened during her first semester of college. Occasionally either Alyssa, Andrew or I would get a few words in, but it quickly went back to mom, dad or Amber doing the yakking.

Dinner finally ended and mom went into the kitchen to do the dishes while the four of us kids headed into the living room to watch TV or play games. Alyssa, Amber and I just chilled and played a few hands of Gin at the coffee table. Andrew was definitely getting antsy about opening up a gift when mom finally finished the dishes 15 minutes later and came into the living room to announce time to open gifts. Andrew jumped at the chance and more or less threw himself at the tree. He came back holding the gift I had gotten him and shredded the wrapping before anyone even said go. He went nuts when he saw the pair of little battle robots I had bought him. They were twelve or so dollars and all of their joints were magnets so they could take battle damage, lose limbs and such. I don't think he was even aware of the fact that I bought them for him till I told him so and offered to open the over engineered packaging.

After finally liberating the contents he went about playing with the robots while I turned towards the tree and grabbed a present at random. It was labeled "From Amber" and was wrapped in snowman wrapping paper. I shook it because I sure as hell didn't want to waste my Christmas Eve gift on clothes. Sure enough it rattled so I went ahead and opened it. It turned out to be an Air Soft pistol and its accessories. I thanked my sister and went about checking it out. It was a pretty nice one with a decent enough FPS rating. It had to cost her at least $20-30. Sadly though my parents wouldn't let me use it inside and at seven degrees it was far too cold to go outside just to try it out.

While I was opening my present Amber and Alyssa both picked out and opened their own gifts. Amber grabbed a gift from mom and dad and Alyssa picked out the one from grandpa. Ambers gift was a rice cooker, which she thanked my parents for profusely. Being a student she can't use a real oven in her dorm so her diet went to shit during her first semester, so she said during dinner. Alyssa's gift from grandpa was a new hair straightener. After opening it she must've sat on the couch and started going through the box. She had been hinting about wanting one of those for the past two months so obviously mom had bought that one for her and just stuck grandpa's name on it. I'm sure it was bought with his money though so that's all good. Do all grandparents do that?

I got a little bored looking at my Air Soft gun so I went ahead and joined Andrew on the floor and grabbed one of the robots he was playing with. I started attacking his robot while he made his robot run away. His robot retreated towards the couch and mine followed. After making a quick attack on his robot I happened to glance up and saw, not three feet away from me, Alyssa's legs were parted and the slightest hint of her red and white striped panties were peeking out from between her legs, just below the navy blue and white material of her tartan skirt. I quickly looked up to her face to see if she saw me, but her nose was buried in the instruction manual for her new straightening iron.

Being as distracted as I was I didn't notice Andrew attacking my robot till he had knocked off one of its arms. I made my robot run away from his and picked up the broken arm. Then I spun around to see if anyone else noticed what I had seen while pretending my robot was repairing itself. After I made my robot whole again I returned him to the fight and attacked Andrew's robot. Every time I had a chance though I stole quick glances at Alyssa's parted thighs. After my third or fourth peek she shifted in her seat and moved the straightening iron's box off of her lap. This had the effect of lifting her skirt slightly farther up her thighs and when she finally settled down again to continue reading the manual her legs were an inch or more farther apart than they were before.

Andrew had moved around and it was hard to get him back to a place where we could keep making our robots fight while I could sneak looks up Alyssa's skirt, but after a couple of minutes I finally managed it. I sure as hell wasn't disappointed with the results. I could see clear up to where the panties met the curve of her thighs. I could also see some large red pieces of fabric at the side of her legs and wondered what the heck those were about. I held my gaze a little longer than I should have, but if anyone noticed me they didn't say anything. I directed my eyes to the spot where her shapely thighs met and I could swear I saw a spot on her panties that was darker than the rest. Just then she squeezed her legs closed and I quickly looked to her face to see if I had been caught. Luckily she was still reading that manual. How the heck complicated can that thing be?

I turned my attention back to Andrew and his robot, which was winning the fight. Considering how little I'd been paying attention to it that was hardly a surprise. With my focus back on the fight though I made some decent offensive moves and had his robot reeling. I continued monitoring Alyssa and her skirt, but for the next five minutes at least she had he legs pretty securely shut. Out of the blue though she hopped up and started walking past Andrew and me towards the kitchen. As she passed by us she asked the room in general if anyone wanted a snack. I sure as hell did, but I hardly think she would want to give me what I was really hungry for. I took what I could get though and glanced up her skirt as she passed me and inhaled through my nose as deeply as I could. I saw those pieces of red fabric again and realized that they were christmas bows. My sister's pussy was wrapped up like a present and I desperately wanted to open it! After she made it to the doorway I finally caught her scent. I smelled whatever deodorant/perfume stuff she usually wore to school plus another very faint scent. At the time I wasn't sure what it was, but when I smelled it I instantly became hornier and I could feel my cock growing in my pants.

"Yeah, I'll take a Coke," I finally squeaked, lust coursing through me.

"Can or a glass?" Alyssa said from the dining room.

"Can," I replied as I continued pondering the aroma that so intrigued me.

"No prob, Adam," she called back as she entered the kitchen.

A moment later she was back in the living room and as she walked past me again she handed me the drink. I looked up as she passed and tried my best to get a quick look back up that skirt just in case she didn't provide a view when she sat back down. Luck was not with me on that front, but I did draw in another deep breath through my nose as she was right there. Since she had stopped momentarily to hand me my soda I got a stronger dose of her alluring teenaged scent. the perfume was slightly flowery, maybe lilac or something. That myserious odor, though... I still couldn't place it. It definitely smelled organic, like her body was producing it in fair quantities, but it wasn't a sweaty smell or anything like that. It smelled sweet and sour at the same time with a hint of creaminess to it. Whatever the hell it was I wanted to find out.

As I continued pondering that hypnotic odor Alyssa sat back down on the couch and began drinking her soda. I told Andrew that I was really thirsty and that we'd play again later then I got up and sat in the chair across from Alyssa. I casually sipped from the can as I pretended to look over my Air soft gun again. What I was really doing of course was trying to get another look up my sister's skirt again. As luck would have it she sat down with her legs crossed a bit and I could once again see the fabric of that interesting little bow as well as Alyssa's smooth creamy thighs. I enjoyed the sight while I could, but she quickly finished her drink and got up. "I sure am getting tired," she said "I think I'll take a shower and hit the hay." Mom just sort of mumbled something or other about not using all the hot water. Alyssa promised she wouldn't and left the room.

"Does anyone mind if I take the next shower? I asked the room. Everyone seemed to be OK with it so I just sat back in my chair, closed my eyes and pictured Alyssa taking off her shirt and skirt then peeling her panties down her legs and getting into the shower. I thought of her stepping into the steaming shower and lathering herself up. She'd scrub her legs then move up to her crotch. It was a nice image, but try as I might I couldn't help but wonder about those panties. They were probably in a little ball on the floor or in the hamper all lonely. Surely they'd rather be wrapped around my little sister's waist than stuffed away with all the other unworthy denizens of the hamper. Shaking that thought out of my head for the moment I went back to picturing Alyssa bathing herself.  I was thinking about her carefully washing her nipples and breasts when I heard the shower upstairs finally turn off.

I waited the customary five minutes or so to let Alyssa finish up in the bathroom, all the while thinking about her pussy and those sad little panties sitting with the rest of the dirty clothes waiting for their next chance to hug my younger sister's glorious assets. As soon as I heard the bathroom door and then Alyssa's bedroom door close I rushed up to the bathroom, but not so quickly as to arouse any suspicion. I grabbed a towel out from the closet, took off my own clothes and opened up the hamper. There sitting atop her knit top were those beautiful little red and white striped panties, their elaborately large bows proudly attached to each side as if to proclaim that what they held was so magnificent it deserved two bows. I reached in and grabbed them then tossed my own clothes into the hamper. I suddenly felt very naughty and reflexively checked to ensure I had locked the bathroom door. It was a good thing I did, too because I had not.

Now that I was safe all by myself in the bathroom I casually flipped Alyssa's panties over a few times in my hands. They were still warm and smelled very strongly of that odor I had noticed before. I knew it, I just knew that scent had come from her pussy. I turned the panties inside out and looked at them. There in the little white cotton panel was a significantly large damp spot. I raised my sister's panties to my nose and inhaled deeply. Oh my god, this was the strongest, richest thing I had smelled in my life. my rational brain told me that it was not a very good smell, almost as if it were some kind of food just barely past its prime, but my instincts told me that no, this was the most glorious thing I had ever smelled. My brain and my urges had a little fight just then. I say it was a little fight because there was no chance that my conscious mind could have ever won out.

After a couple of deep inhalations I started to lose my breath. I had to exhale at some point, but I didn't want to. Finally I did exhale and when I did I found myself unconsciously shoving my little sister's dirty panties into my mouth. When the taste hit my tongue I just lost it. My penis, which was already fairly stiff shot to full attention and my free hand unconsciously moved toward it while my mind did loops. I was in heaven and as soon as I grabbed my dick I launched a load of cum across the room. "Holy shit," I thought, "I barely so much as touched myself and already I had an orgasm?" I usually can't even get off in under five minutes while jacking it like a mad man.

Feeling completely spent I sat down on the toilet and gasped a few times till my heart and lungs finally caught up to me. I pulled Alyssa's dirty panties out of my mouth and looked them over again. Now the entire cotton panel was not just damp, but soaked with my saliva and what was left of my sister's secretions. Again I shoved my nose into the wet morsels and inhaled deeply several times. I received the second shock of the past few minutes when I felt my just spent cock start to once again stiffen. Determined to enjoy it this time I wrapped my hand around my shaft and slowly pumped it as I continued sampling the addictive aroma of Alyssa's pussy from these little red and white striped treasures. As I pumped my cock I laughed to myself at the idea that for who knows how many years I have been living with a pair of sisters who left the most alluring substance on earth just lying around for the taking. Right then and there I decided I'd be doing a lot more taking in the future.

My cock was fully hard once again so I went ahead and shoved Alyssa's panties back into my mouth. The strong flavor once again assaulted my palate. This time though I decided to take it easy and enjoy what I was tasting as well as what I was feeling. My little sister's flavor was like nothing I had ever tasted. It definitely had a creamy flavor to it just like what I had smelled earlier, but there was something else to it. Almost as if someone had added honey or something to the mix. But what became overpowering was an almost putrid taste. Once again my mind was screaming at me to take the panties out of my mouth, but my penis was firmly in control now and I easily stifled that thought. This was such a strange experience. I was literally disgusted, not only with myself for what I was doing, but for what I was tasting. For it being such a sweet inviting smell Alyssa's pussy sure did taste... not so good. In fact yes, I decided it tasted downright bad and bordered on sickening, yet there was no way I could possibly tell myself to remove the panties from my mouth, so I continued sucking on them as I pounded my penis with a force I'd never used before.

I felt my orgasm rising once again and a twisted thought suddenly entered my mind. I pulled my sister's panties out of my mouth and held them out in front of my cock with my left hand while I continued to abuse myself with my right. In no time at all I felt the familiar spasms and came for the second time in less than ten minutes. I blasted a thick gob right onto the wet spot my mouth left. A second, then a third blast soon followed and in no time Alyssa's cute little panties were filled with cum. I don't know what came over me just then, but I found myself licking my own cum out of my little sister's dirty panties. I was suddenly overcome with disgust again and finally, now that my lust was spent my mind won out and I disposed of Alyssa's thoroughly used lingerie.

Just then I realized that I actually had a purpose for being in here, so I went ahead and stepped into the shower and cleaned myself up, thinking to my self that no amount of scrubbing would ever clean away the sickening person I had become in a matter of an hour or so. Oh well, c'est la vie as the frogs say.

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