I finally got the nerve to buy some at a store. So exciting, looking at panties wondering how they will look on you. Took a while to find my correct s...ze; I like them tight not no so tight I fall out of them. Some were so big they looked my something my grandma would wear. I now have collected a nice stash of panties: thongs, boy shorts, cheekies and bikinis.Next thing I got into wearing was pantyhose and then stockings. I have just everyday pantyhose, fishnet but what I love the most are the. ........a while I guess." I replied still looking at the floor at my feet."Other places? Other toilets?" He pressed."Em. Some." Which ones?" Ones.......em...by the library in town." I admitted. "Any others?"I shook my head. I didn't know of any others. Did he? I glanced up quickly but his face gave nothing away. He wore a calm look on his face. "And............. Do you just suck men off? Do you do.......other things?"Mr Robins voice had changed! It was slightly lower! Had a slight tension in. Rachel came out of her room some time later and sat down next to me."We need to talk," she said."Mom and Dad can never know about this," she told me.I was certainly never going to tell our parents that we had been fucking."Maybe we can do that again another time," my sister said to me.I gave her a big smile and said we sure could. That time ended up being the next day. My parents were at work again. I walked down to my sister's room and opened the door. My sister was still asleep. I sat down on. Poppers whiff wasted. WHAT'S MY FUCKING BOY UP TO HERE?!? Stepdad exclaims, his one thick arm leaning against the bedroom doorway, the other hand, feeling his visible bulge on his faded, tight denim. "Oh shit, Stepdad," I replied, somewhat embarrassed again," I just thought I'd get ready for you before you got home." I pulled the toy out; it was covered in bits of my shit. "I guess I wasn't really READY like last time we played." Stepdad just stood there, smirking, rubbing his crotch. "I'm.