Willpower, Part Five

Oh wow! Katie’s big sister was sunbathing in the shrubbery directly below the bedroom window where I stood. She looked awesome, taller and far fuller in the hips and thighs than Katie was, with a long shiny sheet of straight fair hair instead of the latter’s curls. I couldn’t believe how skimpy her bikini was! Practically everything of her was on show, and the pale glimmer of her lovely outstretched form was making me feel faint.

My aching boy-bouncies were stirring again, and I felt a steady push on the fabric of my underpants as I began to stiffen and straighten out. I yearned to go talk to the older girl, maybe even bring her a glass of lemonade, but I knew I couldn’t as long as she had this effect on me! I pictured myself, helplessly erect in front of her cool gaze, and even imagining it was enough to make me squirm with shame.

The next best thing though! I stumbled over to where Katie’s knickers were, plucked them from the floor and hurried back to the window.

These too-tight underpants had been driving me up the wall all day, and I’d finally had it with them! I tore them down, freeing myself at last, and stepped clumsily out of the horrid things. Then as my eyes devoured Katie’s sister from afar, I began to rub one hand in slow circular motions against the front of my boy-skirt. I gathered the fabric up in my fingers and released, then repeated, cupping my bouncies too each time, and that was rapturous bliss after how badly they’d been throbbing.

Then I lifted Katie’s panties to my face and sniffed, but only lightly, tentatively, teasing myself as I imagined her big sister would tease. Even so, the sharp little hints of Katie’s grubby fruit-cocktail smell were all but unbearable, urging me to bring these sweet dizzy feelings to a close and squirt all over my clean uniform. Gasping I flung the knickers down and held still.

I couldn’t.

Not after I’d resisted so long.

But I wanted to so bad! I gave an audible little whimper as I gazed on the unheeding girl again, and my hand flinched towards my tip. It was begging me to keep rubbing.

Next second I was, having recovered the panties, once more sniffing away and murmuring my happy unrest. I bet a girl Katie’s sister’s age didn’t smell like these though! She’d be all – I gasped – all rose-petals and expensive perfume. Uhh, and she must wear lacy underthings too, because – my mind was reeling – a girl like Katie’s sister knew all about those secrets, all the mysteries I longed for but had never known.

I was going to. This time, I just didn’t care! I was going sniff my hardest and squeeze out onto my boy-skirt the very best and very messiest ending I’d ever known! My stiffness and my bouncies had been maddening me long enough. It was finally time for respite! My head was spinning and I was panting hard. Fixing my gaze on Katie’s sister below, I drew in a last deep breath –

Then the door opened and Katie herself came in.

This time there was no hiding what I was up to. I could only stand frozen, caught in the act, halfway through turning from the window to the door. One hand clutched Katie’s knickers, stupidly, while the other could only have looked stupider still.

Katie was wearing a towel, which looked unused, and nor did her hair look wet. Clearly she’d not taken a proper shower at all, but had just sprinkled her boobs. No wonder I hadn't heard any running water!

She saw what I was doing, and slowly her cheeky face broke into a grin.

“I could tell you just needed a little time to get ready,” said she.

The towel dropped to the floor, and next second Katie was in my arms, easing me down onto her bed. My nostrils informed me she really hadn’t taken a shower.

Which was exactly when I decided I'd shown enough willpower for one day!

THE END