Seeing Mom in lingerie

My mom didn't wear dresses often, but she would occasionally wear one for special events.

I was in my early 20s at the time, and my father was out of town for a couple days. I remember her coming into my room wearing a blue dress and asking me to zip it up for her. The band of the nude-colored bra she was wearing was visible as I zipped up the dress.

When she got back that night, we were talking in her room when she started taking the dress off. She was slightly turned away from me, still talking as she undressed.

The bra that I had only seen the band of earlier fully came into view - nude with lace trim around the cups. She pulled the dress down over her ass, revealing a matching silky pair of panties.

I think that because I rarely saw her in a dress, on top of seeing it come off, made it extra erotic. The second I had the house to myself the next day I went straight for the hamper
 
My mom also had a couple of pairs of shorts that would fully show her panty lines when she bent over in them. There were so many moments where I would get an unexpected outline of whatever she was wearing underneath.

She would also wear these white spandex running shorts underneath a more loose-fitting pair when she exercised. When she got home she'd take her shorts off and walk around in the spandex while she got ready to shower. They were thin enough that you could see her panties through them, especially if they were a darker color.
 
My cheeks would flush, and so did his
Disrobing was a minimal part of mom and I and our adventures, but getting dressed in the mornings was something that would turn us on as much as our experiences. I would lay on her bed humping as I would watch her get dressed for work. Watching her pull on her panty hose as they encased her legs was always enough to make me want to go over the edge, but I wasn't allowed to orgasm until the afternoons when I would get home.
 
Disrobing was a minimal part of mom and I and our adventures, but getting dressed in the mornings was something that would turn us on as much as our experiences. I would lay on her bed humping as I would watch her get dressed for work. Watching her pull on her panty hose as they encased her legs was always enough to make me want to go over the edge, but I wasn't allowed to orgasm until the afternoons when I would get home.
Similar save the wanking, always an audience when getting ready for work. I can come home and strip off, wander around buff all day, no one cares until it's time to gussy up
 
I wish i came out of her vagina and she was my mom. Then she could share her outfits with me.i love wearing similar outfits but love seeing her wearing them too
I admit that when I would wear my mom's panties, bra, white satin slips and other lingerie, I would get so aroused, knowing that she also wore them. I absolutely love dressing in my mom's clothes.
 
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