MartinMcFly

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Gender: Straight Male
Age: 57
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Confessions by MartinMcFly:

My Sister's Panties

My older by 3 years sister and I went to the same Catholic high school. I was a Freshman when she was a Senior, so we weren't especially close as friends, although we got along well enough as family. I kind of objectively knew she was pretty, but never really thought of her sexually before. Sure I was curious. I was only 14, shy and nerdy, with no real experience with girls outside of normal family interactions with her and our mom. That was pretty much the extent of it until that one magical day.
I stayed after school for Chess Club and by the time I got home, my sister was already there. Apparently, she had dozed off on the couch while studying. Her textbook had fallen on the floor next to her, and she was lying back with her arm hanging off the side and her legs relaxed and open wide enough that I could see right up her skirt.
I froze at the sight as I was overwhelmed by a rush of strong emotions. It was the first time I'd ever seen a girl's panties on her, I knew it wasn't something I was supposed to see, AND this was my sister, which made it doubly wrong! I got dizzy because I was so mesmerized that I forgot to breathe. She was wearing white panties with light pink pinstripes, and I could see the outline of her slit because they were stretched tight. I should have done the decent thing and left the room, but I just couldn't stop looking. As long as she was asleep, who would stop me? The longer I stood there staring, the stronger the feeling got in the pit of my stomach. I had never been so hard before in my life!
After I don't know how much time passed, she began to stir, and I rushed upstairs to my bedroom before I got busted. I certainly didn't want to be in THAT kind of trouble! I had never masturbated before, but after that experience I figured it out real quick.
Nothing further ever happened between us, but I've learned over the years that there are plenty of women who enjoy "showing off." Looking back, I can't help but wonder if she knew what she was doing, or if my timing was just lucky. Either way, I'll never forget that day.

Resisting Temptation

During the mid-90s, I used to drive a taxi in a large northeastern city. One night shortly after the bars closed, I picked up a lady who had flagged me down for a ride. She was probably in her late 20s or early 30s, reasonably attractive, and dressed for a night out. Her destination was about a 45 minute drive to one of the far suburbs to an address I was familiar with because I had grown up in the area before moving to the city.

She was buzzed but not overly drunk, so the ride started out with some pleasant small talk and conversation. Eventually though, she settled in and soon became quiet. A quick glance in my rear view mirror confirmed my suspicion that she had dozed off, which was not an uncommon occurrence at that time of night.

Once I pulled up to her destination, I flicked on the interior dome light and announced that we were here. Normally, passengers only doze very lightly and that's enough to wake them up. However, she must have been pretty tired because she continued to snooze even after I loudly announced our arrival again.

I turned around to make sure she was okay, and it didn't appear she was in any kind of distress. Her face was calm and peaceful, plus her breathing was steady and regular. Her arms were also resting by her side, legs relaxed and somewhat open, and her skirt had ridden up to about mid-thigh, the hem forming a "U" between her legs.

Now I had to really wrestle with my inner demon. If I got caught doing what I was tempted to, the consequences would be catastrophic. Yet it would have been so easy to just reach back, and flip up the hem of her skirt so I could see, and perhaps touch, the prize between her thighs.

I decided to try waking her one more time by loudly stating, "Miss! We're here!"

If she hadn't woken up then, I'd like to think that I would still have done the right thing, but the temptations were so strong, that I really just don't know if I would have. Fortunately though, I didn't have to find out because she finally stirred, paid the fare, tipped me, and exited the cab. I was also rewarded with a nice glimpse of her light blue panties as she stepped out.