This is just something I've been working on. It's not very long, I was considering multiple parts, if you guys like this one well enough. This is my first story on this site, so please, be cordial. I'm still rather inexperienced, so forgive me my errors. Before you read, there's no actual sex in this first part, but the sex will come.
All characters in this story are at least 18 years old.
Enjoy...
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"Okay sweetie, I'm off to run some errands, I'll be home in an hour or so. I love you." my mother said, opening the front door to leave.
"I love you too, bye mom." I said as she walked out the house.
First off, let me start by telling you a bit about myself and my mother. I was 18 years old, living with my mother in a small house in the suburbs in Reno, Nevada. I'd never had many girlfriends, so I was still a virgin. I wasn't unattractive or anything, in fact I'd always been told I'm handsome. I had short brown hair and hazel eyes, I was 6 feet tall and had a build somewhere between average and athletic. I had a pretty light skin tone and a smooth clean complexion, acne had never been a problem luckily. All in all, I was a slightly above average 18 year old. My mother on the otherhand was far above average, at 42 her age barely showed at all, if anything she got even more beautiful as she got older. My mother's long straight hair was brown like mine but with highlights and she had the same hazel eyes. She was maybe an inch or two taller than me and had an athletic build. She had DD breasts and big round firm ass, that she owed to running almost daily. She also owed her long toned legs to that ritualistic running. Her complexion was smooth like mine, with minimal wrinkles. My mother was nothing short of certified milf and my friends knew it and reminded me of it all the time.
It was the summer following my highschool graduation. Unlike all of my friends, who were looking forward to starting their college careers, I was saddened because it meant leaving my mother. I probably would've been considered a mama's boy, but I didn't care. My mother and I had been very close my whole life, especially after my father walked out on us when I was a young child. So my mom had raised me alone my whole life pretty much. I loved her more than anything in the world and she loved me just the same.
Anyways, I watched from the window as my mother's car pulled out the driveway and vanished down the road. Satisfied that she was gone for the time being, I could finally do something about the hard on in my pants that I had been harboring for much of the day. It was hard to get any privacy living in such close proximity to my mother, so I had to take any chance I could get to relieve my hard ons. Which I got a lot of, like I said, living in such close proximity to such a beautiful woman, what guy wouldn't have a hard on all the time. The only problem was I could only get off one way.
I made my way to my mom's bedroom at the end of the hall. I opened her door and stepped inside, immediately I spotted what I was looking for, her dirty clothes hamper. At the top of the hamper was a pair of black lacy panties, mom's panties. I grabbed the panties and put them up to my face to smell them. The odor wasn't super strong, but it would certainly do. I took the panties and left her room, I headed straight to my room down the hall. I shut my door behind me and got in my bed. I sat with my back against the headboard and pulled down my pants, freeing my fully erect cock. I brought the panties up to my nose and took a big whiff, the faint odor of mom's pussy filled my nostrils and made my cock twitch. I wrapped one hand around my shaft and began stroking while the other held the panties up to my nose. Before long I my muscles began to tense up as I felt ready to burst. I covered the tip of my dick with her panties and shot my cum into the crotch. Then suddenly just after I came, my door opened and standing in the doorway was none other than mom. I had been so wrapped up in what I was doing I didn't even hear her enter the house, but what was she doing back so soon? I wondered. It happened so suddenly, I had no time to react, I just sat there with my mom's panties wrapped around my cock and a shocked expression on my face.
"Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry sweetie! I came back because I forgot my phone and.. oh nevermind. I'm sorry honey." mom said quickly, before leaving and shutting my door behind her.
I sat there frozen as I heard the sound of my mother leaving the house once more. It was every teenager's nightmare, my mother had caught me masturbating. As if that wasn't bad enough, she walked in on me masturbating with a pair of her panties, and there was no way she didn't see that I was using her panties. How could I have been so stupid? I was terrified that I had screwed up my relationship with my mother. I wanted to run after her as she left, to apologize to her but I was too scared. After a while I swallowed my guilt and shame, then cleaned myself up and took mom's panties back to the hamper in her room where I had found them. I went back to my room and laid down, I tried to think of what I could say to mom, I wondered if she'd ever forgive for me being so depraved.
After about an hour or so I heard my mother's car pull into the driveway. I stayed in my room as she entered the house, hoping to avoid her. Sadly I had no such luck as soon enough I heard her knocking on my bedroom door.
"Honey, are you decent?" she asked.
I was once again terrified of what mom may have to say, but I swallowed my fear and decided to just face it head on.
"Yeah, come in." I said, my heart racing and my nerves on fire.
I sat up in my bed as mom opened my door and walked over to the bed.
"Honey, I think we should talk." she said as she took a seat on the foot of my bed.
Upon hearing her serious tone I was launched into panic mode again, my heart beat a million miles a second and my face was blood red.
"I'm so sorry mom! Please forgive me! I promise it'll never happen again.. just please forgive me mom" I began pleading.
My mother, seeing the look of terror and desperation on my face, grabbed me and wrapped her arms around me in a loving embrace.
"Honey, it's okay.. just calm down.. I'm not angry with you." she said.
"Really? So you don't hate me?" I said as we broke our embrace.
"What? No of course not sweetie. I could never hate you, I love you no matter what." she said.
"Thanks mom. I love you too." I said, feeling my heart rate slow and my nerves calm.
"I just wanted to talk about what happened, that's all. Remember sweetie, we talk about everything, don't we?" she said.
"okay" I said.
We sat there for a few minutes in silence, until I had a good chance to calm down. I couldn't believe she wasn't upset with me, surely most mothers would have a cow if they caught their sons doing what I had done.
"I've known about your proclivity for my panties for a long time now. It's perfectly natural sweetie, I don't mind. I just wanted to ask, why
my
panties? I mean surely, as handsome as you are, you could get any girl you want." she said.
I was still a little nervous, but I decided to just tell her the truth. After all, mom and I never lied to each other, I needed to tell her the truth.
"Well, it started years ago not long after I first started masturbating. I was doing it in the bathroom one day and I happened to see a pair of your panties on the floor. And I've always thought you were the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen and you're so nice. So for whatever reason I just decided to pick up the panties and smell them. Ever since then, I've been hooked and I've done it so much now, that I can't get myself off any other way. I've never had any interest in other girls, only you."As I spoke the words I felt embarrassed to be saying it out loud, but relieved to finally be telling mom the truth.
"hmm.. well I'll make you a deal. You can use my panties all you want, because I understand that you have your needs, but you have to bring them to me when you're done, so they can be washed before they stain." she said.
What the fuck did she just say? I thought. She couldn't be serious, but her completely straight face told me otherwise. I mean what mom would be okay with something so depraved, apparently my mom.
"are.. are you serious mom?" I asked, puzzled.
"Of course I'm serious. Look, like I said, I understand that you have your needs. And if my panties are the only way you can satisfy those needs, then what kind of mother would I be to deny you that? Besides, they're just panties, what's the harm?" she said, still dead serious, but also very understanding.
I couldn't believe my mom was being so cool about this. How could I not take her up on the offer?
"Oh wow, thank you mom. You're the best mom ever, I love you." I said.
"You're welcome sweetie. And you're the best son ever, I love you too. Now I'm gonna go get supper started." she said, getting up and leaving my room.
I was left sitting in my room alone, trying to process what just went down. First my mother had caught jerking off with a pair of her dirty panties and surprisingly enough, rather than freak out, she said she didn't mind and that I could continue doing it. My beautiful sexy mom, with pornstar good looks, had just given me permission to use her panties when I masturbate.
After a while I heard my mother calling me from the kitchen.
"Honey, supper's almost ready!" she called out.
With that, I cleared my head, put on a t-shirt and made my way to the kitchen. In the kitchen mom was standing at the stove finishing our supper.