Summary: Mom caught smelling daughter's panties and....
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Nude Day Panties Sniff
"God, all these panties were plastered up against her sweet, young pussy," I said to myself, remembering how much I loved eating teen and college pussy when I was younger, after I had taken all my daughter's dirty panties out of her laundry hamper and had them laid out on my bed.
I moved one pair to my nose and inhaled.
"Fuck, so heavenly," I moaned to myself as I inhaled the rich, exotic, homemade scent. I knew it was wrong and promised myself I wouldn't cross the line any further than I had by sniffing and licking my daughter's panties... but I'd be lying if I didn't wonder what she tasted like directly from the source. If her subtle, second-hand taste was this good, I could only imagine how amazing her actual pussy tasted. Based on the parade of girls she had over, eating her pussy and whatever else they did in her bedroom, I imagined she had an addicting taste. More than once, I had heard her moans through our thin walls. She may have only been nineteen, home for the summer after her freshman year of college, but she had a confidence about her sexuality that I envied.
It had been that parade of women and girls, and her clearly orgasmic moans that had driven me to my new, sick habit of raiding her laundry basket not long after she'd arrived from school... awakening a side of me I had long put in the closet. "Mmmmmmmm," I moaned, as I took another big sniff and her scent tantalized my nostrils and as always made my pussy burn with submissive need. "Oh my God, she smells so fucking good."
A moment later, I grabbed a pair of red panties, felt the wetness, the excessive wetness, and couldn't help but wonder if she had masturbated in these last night or this morning before she headed to work. She had a summer job at Victoria's Secret.
I brought them to my nose as I knelt on the floor, the submissive position making the whole situation even more exhilarating. I allowed the fragrant aroma to envelop my senses and make my entire body warm and my pussy burn with lustful need. I knew in a few minutes I would be watching lesbian porn and fucking myself with a new vibrator I'd bought, also prompted by these terrible taboo thoughts my daughter seemed to have brought home from college with her and implanted in my mind.
"Oh fuck, they are so good," I moaned. I couldn't help but recall the small wetness on the blue panties currently protecting her pussy when she'd walked into my bedroom this morning in just a bra and panties asking me if she could use my blow dryer... she'd clearly needed to swap undies after getting these red ones so wet. So wet that the fresh blue ones had also quickly shown the signs of her excitement... which made me wonder what her pussy lips would look like... how hard was her clit... how easily did she get wet... what did she taste like? So many wicked, taboo questions I would never know the answers to. Unfortunately, after reading a couple "incestuous lesbian daughter seduces mom" stories a few weeks ago, a new fantasy I had never once considered popped into my head and once it did it was the Pandora's box of incest fantasy... replaying over and over and over.
Fuck... I needed to find a way to get myself some pussy. It had been two decades since I last lapped up the luxury of another woman... and until recently I had put those days in the past... alas, my past was coming back to me in waves of desire. My daughter's friends, the cute Russian girl at the grocery store, my colleagues, even random strangers; suddenly they all seemed like possible pussies to please.
I put the wet red pair in my mouth and sucked the wetness out as best I could, while I grabbed another pair and brought it to my nose and breathed in my daughter's heavenly scent... allowing two of my senses to be overwhelmed.
"Mmmmmmmmm," I moaned, as I sucked and smelt simultaneously... my senses in overdrive.
The rest I was going to need to run through the laundry before my daughter completely ran out of undies. "Fuck, I'll keep a couple of pairs for later," I said, as I put two pairs in the pocket of my dress. Yes, my dress had pockets... all my dresses had pockets... it was fucking practical.
I was sucking every drop of my daughter's pussy juice out of her panties and inhaling as much of the homemade aphrodisiac as I could when my eyes suddenly went wide.
"Mom, what are you doing?" My daughter's voice asked from behind... although her tone wasn't one of shock.
I was paralyzed with indecision and humiliation.
"So this explains where my panties have been disappearing to," she said with an amused tone.
I turned around, taking the panties out of my mouth, "Um, I can explain."
"You can explain why my panties are in your mouth?" She asked, looking down at me, naked, except for the blue panties I'd seen earlier... only now they were directly in front of my face and the wet spot was a whole lot larger. This close I could see the outline of her pussy lips which instantly had me even more rattled and bewildered.
"I, I'm, I, well, um, I..." I couldn't even get a full word out, never mind an entire sentence or coherent response. I hadn't eaten a pussy in twenty years and suddenly there was one directly before me... just a pretty pair of blue panties... very wet blue panties... separated me from it.
"So, how long have you been stealing my dirty panties?" She asked.
"I, um, I..." Again I couldn't respond or take my eyes off the outline of my daughter's pussy lips... just a foot or two away from me.
"What are you staring at, Mommy?" She asked, although she knew the answer.
She hadn't called me Mommy since she was likely five and somehow the way she said it, both innocent and sensual at the same time, had my pussy burning and my head spinning.
"Honey, I, I, I," I finally got a whole word out, but alas no more, as my eyes were completely transfixed on my daughter's pussy outline. I knew it was wrong... so wrong... yet no matter how much I mentally urged myself to break my stare away, I remained paralyzed on my knees and admiring her.
"So, you like sniffing your daughter's pussy?" She asked.
"I, uh, I," I struggled, then, finally breaking my eyes away from the entrancing outline, got a sentence out as I tried to change the topic of humiliation. "What are you doing home?"
"Apparently I read the schedule wrong," she shrugged, "I don't work today."
"Oh, I see," I said, still on my knees, again glancing at her pussy area, "Why are you naked?"
"Well, another thing I learned at the shop, other than I wasn't on the schedule, is that today is Nude Day. So, of course I planned on celebrating as soon as I got home."
"That isn't even a thing," I said, certain that the "holiday" was nothing more than a reason for erotica writers to get their characters naked in unusual times and places. But, looking up at my hot daughter and her firm tits, I wouldn't mind if they declared Nude Week or Nude Summer.
"Yes, it is," she said, "plus I'm actually not naked yet, I'm still wearing some very wet, just came-in panties. I was getting ready to peel them off and toss them in my laundry basket, when I realized that all my other dirty undies were missing from the basket."
I only registered the first thing she said, because my only response was a stammered, "Y-y-you just came in them?" Lust was again taking control, shunting aside the embarrassment I felt at being discovered as a pervert.
"Yes. Eleanor ate my pussy before I left, so that my trip to the shop wouldn't be a complete waste," my daughter answered.
"Oh my," was all I could muster, as my eyes made their way back to the indeed very wet panties and perfectly posed pussy... not to mention Eleanor was her early fifties boss.
"Yes, I came so hard on her face," she said. "She is a really good cunt muncher."
"Amber," I gasped.
"What?" she shrugged, "There is nothing better than enjoying an experienced woman eating my pussy and making me come."
"I guess," I said, bewildered by the conversation, yet turned on by it.
"Then I put these panties back on and of course my cum has been leaking into them all the way home, Mommy," she said, stressing the word 'Mommy'.
"Honey, go get dressed," I said, although I made no attempt to actually break my stare or get off my knees.
"Since you're collecting my panties here, should I leave these with you, Mommy?" She asked, ignoring my instructions. "Would you like a fresh pair, Mommy?. A really, really fresh pair?"
