If Mom ever found out

Mihunt

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Jason: a nerdy 18 year old boy in his last year of high school. Average looking with a decent build and blknde hair. Into his video games and role playing. Never had a girlfriend, but a typical horny young man. Whose only outlet so far was peeks of his mother and going through her clothes basket.


Coming thou the front door. "Mom, I am home." Looking into the kitchen I see the note on the table.
Dinners in the fridge. Had some errands to run. Be home later. Love, Mom

I toss my back pack on the counter and grab a snack from the fridge. Wonder what mom ended up wearing today? Last I saw her she was still in her robe. My mind replays the scene and my virgin cock stirs. I head into her bedroom and lift the lid kn her laundry basket. Right thereon top is one of my favorite pair of her panties. A little lacy purple thong. I am instantly hard, as I tuck them into my pocket and head down stairs with them.
I flip on my PS4 and kick up one if my favorite games. But I feel those panties burning in my pocket. I slide them out and ball them up in my palm. Sniffing them as I play on thru my video game.
Her aroma is alive in the fabric. A slight trace of her favorite perfume along with her own musky scent.
Losing interest in my game, I set the controller down and unzip my jeans. Freeing my cock I start to rub it, thinking of every little flash I have seen of my mother, inhaling her panties, ministering them with my hot breath.
 
|Angelique: Stay at home mom, 5'6", 120lbs, Curvy with 36C bust and ample ass. Delicate feature, olive skin, long wavy black hair, silver eyes.|

Angelique sighed as she opened the front door, pushing it open with her foot she maneuvered her way through the door. She had just finished her errands for the day and her feet were sore. Heading in to the kitchen she placed the heavy grocery bags on the counter. Opening the fridge she saw that some snacks had been taken, meaning Jason was home. Being a single mother she adored her son and did her best to make him happy. Smiling she walked back into the living room.

"Jason, Mommies home... Give me a few minutes and I'll get dinner ready..."

Smiling softly she headed back into the kitchen to unpack the grocery bags she had toted in making sure everything was perfectly organized since she was a bit of a neat freak. That done she pulled dinner out of the fridge and popped into the oven to reheat. As she sat the table she considered changing. She had work a tight black sweater and black stockings with high heeled boots. Deciding against it she pulled the food from the oven calling out as she did so.

"Jason dinner time...!"
 
As I sat stroking my cock, inhaling my mother's scent I decided to see if I could still get a taste of mom from her panties. I started to lick lightly at the crotch, getting a faint tingle on my tongue. My cock was throbbing, the tip dripping rectum as I stroked. So this is what pussy tastes like?
I am jolted back to reality as I hear Mom holler down she is home. SHIT!
I try to stuff my hard cock back into my jeans, tugging at the zipper. This isn't going to work and I cant go upstairs yet..
"I'll be right up mom. I am going to go in and wash up in the bathroom"
I wobble into the bathroom and sit down on the toilet trying to will this hard on away so I can go upstairs. Why did I have to go and take those panties? She said she would be back soon.
Those panties... shit where are they???
 
Angelique hummed to herself as she portioned the food; roast beef, potatoes, and vegetables, on to the plates. By the time that was done Connor still hadn't come up. Being as easily worried as she was she decided to go check on him. Instead of knocking politely she simply opened the door and headed down. As usual his room looked like that of a messy teenager with games and comics scattered about. Instinctively she began tidying up considering all the while her sons lack of social prowess. In all four years of high school he had never had a girlfriend, not that it bothered her much, but like any good parent she worried he would have trouble interacting with others in the future.

As she moved to tidy up the bed she noticed a hint of purple lace. Apprehensively she reached out to pluck it from the bed. Her hand rose to her mouth to stifle a glance. It was a pair of her panties, but what were they doing in Connor's room. Examining them she saw little wet stains here and there and the silken material seemed damp. Folding the panties she sat them on the pillow, made the bed, and then went back upstairs. All the while she was considering the possibility that her son was most likely using her panties to masturbate. A light blush colored her cheeks.
 
I ran cold water on my hands and thought of anything but my mom and those panties. But my hard on refused to subside. Throwing off the jeans, I went back into my room and threw on a pair of baggy basketball shorts. My dick was standing straight up and nearly peeking out of the waist band. I grab a over sized t-shirt and throw it on. Looking in the mirror I decided I could pull this off! Until I saw in the mirror the panties folded up on my pillow. What the hell? My embarrassment finally nocked my hard on down. But now I had to face my mother. Slowly going up the stairs I round into the kitchen and mom is bending over getting something from the cupboard. I feel my cock twitch as I stare at those boots going up her legs and that dress hugging her still firm ass. O Fuck!!!

"Um, hi Mom. So what's for dinner?"
 
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