WARNING: This story contains incest, hard drug use, and small cock humiliation/fetishism
This story is a complete work of fiction. Any resemblance to real people, places, or events is not intentional and coincidence, only. Thank you.
I've fantasized about my mom for most of my teenage years. My whole life, she would always leave the bedroom door open when she was getting dressed or changing; she would also leave the bathroom door open when she was showering or going to the bathroom. She would also walk around the house in just her thong panties, a lot of the time. Seeing her ass and tits sway and bounce as she walked around would always get me super horny and whenever I got the chance I would sniff her dirty panties while masturbating.
When I was 19 years old, I started using speed occasionally. I loved the sexual energy it gave me; I would always feel so kinky and perverted when I was spun. The only issue was that it would make my cock small and it would be difficult to achieve and maintain erections. Now, when I say small, I mean really small. Normally, my cock is only about 5.5 inches, barely average, but when I was on dope it would only be about an inch or so soft and 3.5 to 4 inches when I could get it hard. At first it bothered me, having so much trouble getting my cock hard when I was so horny. After a few times, though I started to get used to it as part of the experience and eventually it became a turn on in and of itself to see my cock so tiny.
Sometimes I would get together with a guy named Eric that I knew from high school and we would get high and watch all sorts of kinky porn and jerk off together. Eric was my age, average build and height, with bright red hair, pale skin, and lots of freckles. Eric also had an ten inch cock that never had any trouble getting hard. We would hang out in my garage for hours, just smoking, stroking, watching porno, and talking to each other about our various fantasies. Eric was also very much turned on by incest and we would frequently talk about how hot it would be to fuck our mothers or Eric's older sister who had been a cheerleader and professional model when she was a little younger. Sometimes we would get a pair or one of our moms dirty panties to sniff while we stroked. My moms were the preferred panties because all she wore was thongs and they would get nice and juicy with a strong intoxicating smell.
One afternoon we were indulging in our usual routine of speed and nasty porno, both of us naked, sitting on the couch in the garage, stroking and trading my moms dirty panties back and forth between us. Eric shot his load first and handed me the panties so I could shoot my cum load while sniffing and licking my moms cunt juice.
"Look at that little baby dick getting hard for your moms nasty pussy. You dirty fuck, make that little cock spew that big load," coached Eric, in between hits of speed, "That little boy dick of yours would look so good in your moms mouth. Shave all your pubic hair off so it's nice and smooth for her. Mmm."
"Oh yeah, man! I'd have her take my cock and balls in her mouth all at once like the slut she is," I said in between my panting, moaning, and sucking on my moms thong panties, "I'll gag her with my huge fucking cum load and-"
At that point I heard the door start to open, as well as the voices of my mom and one of her friends from work. My mom was saying something about a box of photos that should be in the garage but she stopped mid sentence as soon as she saw Eric and I sitting there, both of us naked except for our socks. Eric was still smoking the pipe and I had a face full of dirty panties while I furiously stroked my hard little cock. I was so high and horned up that I didn't even stop stroking when my mom and her friend walked all the way into the garage.
"Aye. Annie, it smells like puda in here," Vicky quietly said to my mom as they both surveyed the scene.
Eric and I remained silent. I stopped masturbating and motioned for him to hand me the pipe. I figured it couldn't get any more awkward than it already was. While I hit the pipe I noticed that Vicky was staring at Eric's cock. It wasn't even hard and it was still huge. I saw Vicky smile a little and then she walked over and sat down right between Eric and myself.
"Hi there, big boy. I'm Vicky, what's your name?" she said, introducing herself to Eric and his big cock.
"Nice to meet you, Vicky. My name's Eric," he nervously replied, looking over to me for some kind of sign or signal of what to do now.
At this point my mom noticed her panties sitting next to me on the armrest of the couch. She picked them up and to my surprise, smiled. She asked me, in an inquisitive, almost sultry tone of voice "So you guys like to sniff my dirty panties?"
"Oh yeah! They smell so sexy all the time. Sometimes we sniff my moms panties, but I like yours better. My mom doesn't wear sexy thong panties, either." Eric enthusiastically answered her. I could tell that Eric was no longer nervous about getting caught and that he was now getting horny and excited from the situation. I turned to my mom, smiled and nodded in agreement.