As my eyes adjusted more I spotted them. It was a pair of women’s panties. I picked them up and could see that they were stained. A yellow spot with... crust was in the center. I placed them to my nose and inhaled. The musky scent of a woman filled my nostrils and my cock leapt against the restraints of my jeans. I slowly unbuckled my belt savoring the heavy aroma that lingered deep in my nostrils. Popping each button open on my jeans my cock bounced with each heartbeat of blood pumping through. These tales are my first attempt at story writing of any kind. I welcome all comments, suggestions, and criticism but understand that I am very sensitive, and if you’re too harsh, I will delete everything from this site and never try to be creative again. I’m kidding. Enjoy! *All characters in this story are 18 years or older* ***** CHAPTER 1 Kevin’s eyes fluttered open and he awoke with a slight smile. Momentarily disoriented, he flicked his gaze around the room while his brain caught up. I dismissed the concept. It returned to me later that night.Mother was yelling at Rodney when I arrived home from school. She stopped when she heard me enter, but it had been loud enough to escape the house. With luck, the neighbors were hiding behind two of their own doors with the windows and curtains shut."I don't know whether your principal is full of bullshit, or you're an aspiring prankster. This is not acceptable behavior in any case!" But mom..." Look," Mom interrupted. "This may be the. Wordlessly, I do as I am told. I feel the tip of the leather against my neck, still warm from his body. He runs it down my spine, gently, leaving a tingling trail of anticipation down to my lower back, where he suddenly stops. Almost before I can register the movement, he moves his hand back and uses the belt to deliver a stinging blow to my backside. I gasp and he pushes me forward, facedown across the bed. I feel his hand caressing me, kneading the skin he has just bruised. The gentleness is.