Mother's underwear - a momcest proxy

Then there was the curse of tights…

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Did you ever steal or “borrow” some of mom’s lingerie to enjoy it without the fear of being caught messing with it in her bedroom?
Stockings and a girdle. When my mom found them in my drawer she asked why her underwear was there. I was too young to come up with any kind of answer beyond I don't know. That was probably when she first suspected I was a little different.
 
Did you ever steal or “borrow” some of mom’s lingerie to enjoy it without the fear of being caught messing with it in her bedroom?
I did.

Mostly, my enjoyment of her underwear took place under my parents' roof, where I could get them fresh from the hamper. However, there was one pair in particular that I couldn't resist taking with me to enjoy several times at my own place, before returning them on my next visit a month or so later. Knowing how things can mysteriously go missing in the laundry, I just hoped that she wouldn't question the fact that they suddenly turned up again. Maybe she did, but I never heard anything about it.

Feeling confident, I did the same with another pair on another visit. Before I could (or rather would) return them, I discovered that she had bought an identical pair to replace the missing one. I had seemingly taken a favourite pair of hers, but now that she had new ones, I figured I could just keep the other pair for myself. So I did.
 
Years ago, I mean like 50 years now, for a short time I was living in my GFs parents finished basement. They had a laundry chute that went from their bathroom upstairs to the basement, and the dirty cloths fell into this big bucket. during the night I used to go in there and fish out my future MILs nice dirty soiled white girdle panties. OH YES! she was like mid 40's at the time and I was 20, I LOVED! sniffing my GFs moms pussy in those panties. Her mature mid 40's stinky mom pussy smelled so good, as I jacked off imagining eating my GFs moms / future MIL's hairy pussy. But I never thought of my own mom's pussy or dirty panties.
 
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Years ago, I mean like 50 years now, for a short time I was living in my GFs parents finished basement. They had a laundry chute that went from their bathroom upstairs to the basement, and the dirty cloths fell into this big bucket. during the night I used to go in there and fish out my future MILs nice dirty soiled white control top panties. OH YES! she was like mid 40's at the time and I was 20, I LOVED! sniffing my GFs moms pussy in those panties. Her mature mid 40's stinky mom pussy smelled so good, as I jacked off imagining eating my GFs moms / future MIL's pussy. I never thought of my own mom's pussy or dirty panties.

Did your mother in law ever notice you were attracted to her?
 
Did your mother in law ever notice you were attracted to her?
No, I never thought of her to like make out and that sort of thing. I just found her dirty panties and got so hard sniffing her mature old pussy in them, then imagined what her hairy mom pussy looked like and eating her old mom pussy. It was just about her hairy old mom pussy after smelling it.
 
I LOVED! sniffing my GFs moms pussy in those panties. Her mature mid 40's stinky mom pussy smelled so good, as I jacked off imagining eating my GFs moms / future MIL's pussy. I never thought of my own mom's pussy or dirty panties.
I did the same, though in my case the panties were my mother's. Unlike you, I totally thought of my mother's pussy that way.
 
I was thinking today about this thread. Once you’ve gone into mother’s underwear there’s no turning back. It’s probably one of the most shockingly erotic and intense experiences. I can remember my heart racing as I ran my hands across the different items of her underwear. Seeing a few things which were instantly arousing like a sexy black bra and gold colored panties. I remember even having a strange feeling in my mouth like I needed to gasp in amazement at what I was daring by going through her underwear.
 
I was thinking today about this thread. Once you’ve gone into mother’s underwear there’s no turning back. It’s probably one of the most shockingly erotic and intense experiences. I can remember my heart racing as I ran my hands across the different items of her underwear. Seeing a few things which were instantly arousing like a sexy black bra and gold colored panties. I remember even having a strange feeling in my mouth like I needed to gasp in amazement at what I was daring by going through her underwear.
I know EXACTLY what you mean! Your pulse pounding, mouth going dry, breathing getting heavier - all in anticipation of what you are going to find in her drawer!
 
If you have seen any of my other posts on this forum, my predilection for Oedipal fantasies is quite apparent. In this thread, I want to highlight a particular aspect of it - namely the pleasure of exploring mother's underwear.

I was in my early teens when taboo thoughts of my mother first appeared. Now, a few decades later, I honestly can't recall if her underwear was the triggering factor or a fascination that came after the fact, but either way they did become a central part of indulging my fantasies, if only indirectly.

Acting on my Oedipal desires was never really an option. I very much enjoyed the fantasy of it, but in real life it would be a very bad idea to pursue an incestuous relationship of any kind. However, my mother's underwear quickly became an exciting substitute. Through it - especially items found fresh in the laundry bin - I could explore parts of her body that were otherwise very much off-limits.

The scent of her worn panties was intoxicating, but I actually believe that the intimacy of the garments was what really had my juices flowing. I remember touching the inside of the cups of her bras, knowing how they had supported her beautiful breasts not long before. With her panties, I could push my cock against the silky fabric, especially the part that had just covered her pussy. These masturbation sessions were always extremely intense, and I got so much pleasure of *almost* having access to the most intimate parts of her body.
I've had the chance of exploring my mother's underwear drawer. I don't have oedipal fantasies or desires about her but the turn-on is more about how her satin thong is a possible reflection of what she's like behind closed doors and especially in the bedroom. My mum on her own doesn't do a thing. But the possibility of what she's like behind closed doors in the bedroom as reflected in her underwear is what does it for me.

But I suppose that's my reaction not just to my mother's panties but others' as well. The attraction of the panty fetish for me has always been not so much wearing it or the smells or the fact that it pressed against intimate parts of the wearer's body but that it offers a glimpse about what that person is like behind closed doors whether by herself or her partner.
 
When young my moms sister, who was single, lived with us and I used to peek in on her and my mom as they’d get dressed. Not really secretly peeping because they were somewhat open about dressing when my dad or other adults were not around. I guess they figured I was young and innocent enough.

I fondly remember one day Sitting at a desk in my parents room doing homework while my mom was getting dressed and in came my aunt dressed only in her bra, girdle and stockings, saying she wanted to borrow shoes from my mom.


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I have similar memories of seeing my mother and her sister wearing clothing such as this. And, when I became of a certain age, I found porn similar to these memories and it served as inspiration to my early years when I masturbated. Really great memories.
 
I had a memory today of the time when I was 18 and I was at my aunt’s house. I was very curious about her lingerie so I went into her lingerie drawer when she was far away downstairs.

I took one of her black bras and brought it home with me. I had so much fun with that bra, I enjoyed sitting nude with my legs spread and putting one of the bra cups on my penis. There was something so intimate about putting my penis directly where I knew my aunt had put her mature breast and nipple.
 
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