36 year old Donna Anderson stood outside her 18 year old son Ryan's door. Her left hand was on his door knob ready to turn it and barge into his room. She could hear his TV and knew he was in there. In her right hand, she held the bright yellow satin Victoria's Secrets bikini panties she had worn yesterday and had taken off this morning after using "Big Buddy", her vibrating dildo, to bring herself off to a messy squirting orgasm. She had been so horny and had cum so hard that she had squirted all over the matching yellow cotton gusset. Before she had thrown them in the hamper they had literally been stuck to her smooth shaved pussy.
Now they were not only stained with her juices but were dripping with big thick ropes of what was most definitely fresh semen. She had come home from work early and was getting ready to take a shower when she had lifted the top of the hamper to throw her shirt and jeans into it. Upon lifting the lid she had spied her yellow panties lying over the rim. She had remembered putting them in the hamper but she must not have made it all the way. She reached to grab them so that she could toss them in and her hand was immediately filled with wetness. She thought how odd that they were still wet from this morning's diddle. She held them up for further inspection and saw a large wet spot on the outside of the gusset. When she looked inside, the gusset was completely filed with thick white globs which could have only been male cum. The large ropy mess was clinging to the cumstain she had left in them earlier. There was so much spunk that it began to drip out as she held them up. Instinctively she held her hand up to keep the drip from hitting the floor and as soon as the thick mess hit her palm her pussy flooded with her own wetness leaking out into the blue satin briefs she was wearing now.
Since her husband had left her 2 years ago, the only males in the house were her son and his friends. None of his friends were her now and this mess was fresh. Was this his cum load? Was he using her dirty panties to relieve himself of his young pent up semen? Every now and then over the last couple of months as she was doing the laundry she had thought that she had noticed that the crotches of some of her dirty panties were stiff but being a highly sexed 36 year old, she chalked it up to her own secretions just drying in them. She had been masturbating quite regularly and most times with her panties on so she had every reason to believe that the stiffness was from her. Now she thought better.
The idea of her son stroking his cock with her dirty panties and shooting his thick warm load all over her stained gusset made her pussy leak even more of her slick juices into the already wet blue silky briefs she wore now. Donna held the slick yellow gusset closer and could smell the rich aroma of the fresh spunk clinging to her panties. It had been so long since she had smelled or tasted a man's cum that she stuck her tongue out and was about to swipe it across the sopping cum-filled gusset when stopped herself. What was she doing? This was wrong. She knew it was wrong that she was getting turned on by the idea of her son abusing her dirty panties and knew that it was wrong for him to be using her intimate clothing to relieve himself. She had to confront him about it. Since the load was obviously fresh, he must still be in the house. She threw a short satin paisley robe on over bra and panties and went to find him, still clutching the dripping yellow panties as she went.
Now outside his bedroom door, her hand still on the knob, she thought it better to knock instead of barging in. With her panty filled hand she rapped on his door.
"Just a sec," her son said. She heard some hurried rustling and the TV volume went down. Then she thought she heard the click of his door lock being disengaged then a few seconds later she heard him say "come in."
When she opened the door and stepped into his room she noticed that he had the shades pulled and it was gloomy in his room. She looked over and saw him lying in his bed under the covers with his back to her watching some show on TV.
He didn't look over at her, just said "Hey Mom, you're home early." and continued to watch his program that he seemed pretty intent on.
"Hi," she said nervously. "I need to talk to you about something. It's pretty important and I think we need to talk now." She held the yellow panties in front of her dangling them from her index finger as they swayed gently back and forth. She couldn't believe how heavy they felt. The weight of the soiled panties and knowing what weighed them down made her swollen pussy gush even more. She had to stop these horrible thoughts. The cleft between her legs was so wet she could smell her sex and hoped that Ryan could not.
"What do you want mom? I'm watching a movie. Can't it wait till.." Ryan's words caught in his throat as he rolled to look at her and saw the soiled panties she held out toward him.
"Can you explain this?" she asked. "I just found these in my hamper, young man, and they are not as I left them this morning. Did you do this to my dirty panties?" She stepped toward the bed to show him up close and heard a squeaky cough from the floor on the other side of his bed.
"Who's in here with you?" she declared. "Come out, I know you're there."
Ryan's best friend Bobby sheepishly popped his head up over the bed, "Hi, Mrs. Anderson, it me Bobby."
The 19 year old croaked from the floor.