Please enjoy the second chapter in this work of fiction. Mom's panty sniffing son is the youngest of the characters, and is nineteen years old. A special thanks to StoryPal, an excellent volunteer editor —
Taylor VanCannon.
*****
Darlene texted Derrick: "Are you awake?"
The incoming text woke him up. He rolled over and picked up the phone, surprised to see it was his mother, especially after he avoided seeing her last night.
"I am now," he texted back. He briefly considered bringing up the panties, but quickly decided against it. After all, it was just Darcy's conjecture about what happened, there was no proof. He decided to approach it obliquely: "Are you coming home for lunch?" An innocent question, but dripping with innuendo if those were his mom's panties.
Her response was just as obtuse: "Would you like me to?"
His court again. Was she toying with him? Enough, he thought, and typed: "Do you want to watch again?" His finger hovered over the send button. He reread the sentence and wondered if there was anything offensive about it, in the unlikely event he was wrong. It would be difficult to explain, but not impossible. He pressed the send button.
He was shocked by her quick reply: "You got my little gift?"
He texted back a smiley face, nothing more.
Her reply: "Check the hamper, be home in twenty."
He decided to grab a quick shower and make sure there was no scent of Darcy left from yesterday. By the time he got out he was already hard, in anticipation of his mom's arrival. Sure enough, there was a pair of green panties in the hamper. He swapped the red panties that were in his drawer for the fresh green ones. They were just like the first pair, damp and very sticky.
When she walked into the bedroom, he was already in the recliner stroking his cock with the green panties stretched across his face.
"Looks like you did a pretty good job of figuring out what happened yesterday," she said as she approached the recliner, a wide grin on her face.
"I had a little help from Darcy," he said, pulling the panties down so he could see her.
"Darcy? Why?"
"I thought she was messing with me, putting her panties in my drawer. When I confronted her, she played along until she figured out that it must have been you. She even made me reenact everything that happened yesterday."
"Everything?"
"Everything," he said, suddenly proud of his cock, "When I saw her reaction, I figured that's how you must have reacted."
"You mean, to your..."
"Say it Mom! I mean, you're staring right at it."
She laughed, "I guess I shouldn't be surprised, you really do have an impressive cock."
"Thanks, I'm just now beginning to understand what's got you two so excited."
"Exactly what did Darcy do?"
"Well, she described what you must have done to get your panties so wet, and then told me she wanted to do the same thing."
"Oh, so did she sneak out and get herself off."
"She started to, but I asked her to stay so I could watch."
"Did she?"
"Yes, she stripped and fingered herself. It was the first time I've ever seen that. Hell, it was the first time I've seen a naked girl, except for pictures and videos."
"Do you want me to do that for you?"
"Will you?"
She moved slowly, sensuously, removing one item of clothing at a time. With just her panties left, she slid them down to her thighs, exposing her tuft of auburn curls. She reached for her crotch, weaving her fingers through her bush, then slipping one between the soft folds of her pussy lips. "Want a taste?" she said, to her wide eyed son, sliding her wet finger into his gaping mouth.
He sucked her finger clean, then asked, "Can I try that?"
She moved closer so he could reach her pussy. "Ohhh, that feels good, did Darcy show you how to do that, how to use your thumb like that?"
"Yes, and she also stroked my cock."
"Mmmm," she said, "I can do that." She wrapped her fingers around his monster, stroking it gently from top to bottom. She felt an orgasm rising within her as his thumb pushed against her little nub. Her lust for her son quickly erased whatever taboos lingered in her mind. She gasped for air as each flick of his thumb pushed her ever closer to the edge. She clenched her fingers around his cock, shrieking with pleasure as her orgasm hit and coursed through her rigid body.
"That was quick, even faster than Darcy," he said, pleased with his newfound skills.
"Mmmm, I guess I am just hornier than Darcy. Did she jack you off?"
"Yes."
"Did you make a mess, like yesterday."
"Nope, she let me finish in her mouth."
"Did she now? I guess she is a little more experienced than I thought."
"That's for sure, she's not a virgin like I am."
She raised an eyebrow before starting to speak.
"Don't give me that look."
"I sorry, it's just that I didn't expect that, especially with... well, you know..."
"A monster cock," he said, defiantly.
"I didn't mean to upset you, why don't you let me take care of you, you know, get you off. What would you like?"
"I'd like to lose my virginity."
"Ohhh," she said, "I don't think I'm the one that should do that. I mean, I'm flattered, but..."
"I understand Mom, I shouldn't have asked."
"What about Darcy, did you ask..."
"No, not exactly," he said, getting excited, "but I think she is going to let me finger her ass, just like she did to me,
"Oh," Darlene said, puzzled, "When did that happen, I mean... you just told me that she sucked you off."
"It was later, after you and Dad didn't come home. The subject of your panties came up again, and, well, you know..."
"No, tell me."
"Okay, but I don't want to get her in trouble."
"Don't worry. I'm not mad, just curious."
"Well, she taught me how to eat her pussy and then gave me a real blow job. She stuck her finger up my ass to make me cum. That was the best."
"Maybe you could show me what you learned," she said, half teasing him.
He jumped on that suggestion. "She promised to show me how to do a sixty-nine when she got home today. You could show me now."
She looked down at his hard cock, trying to imagine how she could fit that thing in her mouth. Just the thought of it got her wet again. She grabbed him by the hand and led him to the bed. "Let me do all the work, you just enjoy the view." She tossed a leg over his head and positioned her pussy just inches from his face. "Do you like that?"
"Oh God Mom, you look so hot, can I sniff your pussy?"
She eased back until she felt his nose against her, "Take a taste if you like."
His tongue probed between the lips of her cunt, tentatively, savoring the taste of what he had only smelled before. Eager for more, he wiggled his tongue up and down her gash.
"That's great," she said, aroused by his soft tongue searching the crevices of her pussy, "but I'm supposed to be getting you off?"
"I know Mom, but let me do this just a little longer. Can I spread your cheeks?"
"You naughty boy. Do you want to see my asshole?" she asked, already knowing the answer.
He pulled her cheeks apart, exposing her tight rosebud, surrounded by her tiny red curls. He stared, mesmerized by the tight crinkly pucker.
She could just imagine what was going through his mind. His nasty request was certainly getting her aroused, to the point she thought she could cum again. "Mmmm, want to lick it?"
His tongue was instantly pressing against her tight entrance, tracing tiny circles around her little rosebud.
"Ohhh, baby, you're doing that so good. Do you want me to cum for you?"
"Yes," he said, enthusiastically.
"Reach around and rub my clit while you do that with your tongue."
Having practiced on Darcy, he easily found her tiny nub and rolled it from side to side with his thumb.
"Ahhh," she said, feeling another orgasm brewing just below the surface."
He flicked his tongue against her little pucker, rimming her tiny hole. He fought to stay connected to her as she bucked against him, so close to cumming.
"Ohhh, yes, switch to your finger. Shove it up my ass."
He pressed his thumb against her asshole, wet with his saliva, and pushed it in, wiggling it past her tight sphincter.
"Ohhh, Ohhh, Yes, Make me cum..."
He buried his thumb all the way into her ass as her body went rigid with an even more powerful orgasm.
She shrieked as waves of pleasure washed through her rigid body.
When she went limp, he pulled his hands away and let her collapse on top of him, exhausted.
He was so focused on getting her off, he'd completely forgotten about the promised blow job. That is, until he felt her face resting on his cock and her hair draped over his balls. He gently humped up against her, to bring her back to life.
She stirred, climbing off and laying down next to him, nuzzling his ear, "Are you ready for me to get you off?"
"Yes, Mom, I'm more than ready. But, first, could I just feel what it is like to have my cock inside you? Not to fuck you, but just to feel what it is like."
He said it so innocently, as though it was even possible. She pondered his request, trying to bring herself around to his way of thinking. Maybe if he didn't cum, then it wouldn't really be fucking, and his virginity would still be intact.
"Let me think about it," she said, straddling him and raising herself up on all fours. She felt his cock between her legs and maneuvered her hips so that her pussy lips hugged his monster. She shimmied her torso, jiggling her tits for him, then tossed her long red curls from side to side, dragging them across his face.
"Oh Mom, that feels so good, you're so wet." He raised his hands to her tits, gently massaging them, pinching her hard nipples
She continued sliding along the length of his cock, coating him with the juices flowing freely from her pussy. Arching her back, she was able to rake her clit along his cock, bringing her closer to yet another orgasm. After several trips up and down his cock, she scooted forward until she felt the head of his cock at her entrance. She hesitated, still unsure about taking him in.
"Mmmm," he whispered to her, realizing where she had stopped, "Please, just a little." He lifted his cock, hoping it would entice her to accept it.
Her judgement clouded by her own lust, she pushed back, just a little. She gasped as the head of his big cock stretched her open. God he was big.
"Oh Mom... It's so tight... Just a little more, please."
