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Jenny, short for Jennifer, was born in Minnesota where she lived most of her early years in a typical Mid-Western town. Just before graduating she had a fling with a musician which resulted in me. Johnny, the guitar player in a no-named punk band, split before I was ever born. Now, at the age of 36, my mother works for a small company in town as the secretary.
Despite having me, she has a great body that she shows off regularly in her sexy business clothes. She is tall and slender with long legs that are usually tan all year round. And as a matter of fact — she wears a 34 B bra and size 4 or medium panties. I know this because I fit perfectly into her lingerie. I still remember the first time that I decided to go explore in her room. It was a half day at school so I was home around 1 pm. I picked up the mail from our mailbox and walked in the door. In the mix of bills and letters was the Victoria Secrets catalog which is frequently delivered to the house.
I set the mail aside and snatched up the catalog that featured a young beautiful blonde model setting seductively on a couch wearing a lacey black bra and matching panties. I excitedly thumbed thru the s quickly to get to my favorite section — the ones that show sexy half naked women in matching bra, panties and stockings.
These couple of s always peaked my interest and made my teenage penis grow to a full erect state. I paused on one of the s noticing a model that closely resembled my mother — had she been many years younger. Never the less — this got my mind spinning.
Among the many thoughts in my head was one in particular that changed my life forever. I wondered if my mother had ever bought anything sexy like this. Had she, when in her youth, worn such sexy undergarments? Did she own any now? Does she wear stockings under her work clothes? The questions kept coming and there was only one way to find out. Her room is just to the left when you enter the hallway. At the other end of the hallway is my room and in the middle is a small bathroom that we share. My heat raced a million miles an hour. I was there to invading her privacy — overcome with lust.
I crossed her room, past her bed to her dresser. I figured one of these drawers held the secrets to my questions. The dresser was long with two rows of drawers and stacked three high — equaling six draws in total. My hand felt numb as it reached for the first draw. As I pulled it out I saw rolled up socks and what appeared to Caught with panties stories workout clothes.
I closed that one and opened the one below it. I quickened my pace. I desperately need to find her lingerie. Finally my searching paid off. It was the top draw on the right. As I pulled it open my eyes widened and my mouth dropped open. It was a rainbow of colors and more garments than I could take in at first glance. The drawer was more exciting than I ever expected.
I ran my fingers over the different types of materials. There were dozens of assorted panties in different colors, fabric and shapes. Some were low cut, high cut, boy cuts, while some where full bottoms and others were g-strings.
Most were a cotton fabric but some were silky. Moving to the bras I pulled the first one out that I could find. A shiver ran thru me as I fumbled to the back to view the tag. There by the clasp was the tag that displayed 34 B. I let out an audible moan. I could smell her perfume as I inhaled. When I opened my eyes I saw in the dressers mirror a reflection of just how perverted I had become.
I pulled off my t-shirt quickly and pressed her bra to my tiny chest. I put my arms thru the straps and pulled them up onto my shoulders. I reached back and fumbled with the clasp. I wondered for a brief moment if this is how my mother got changed every morning.
It took a few tries but I was finally able to fasten the bra. I put my arms down to my side and started into the mirror. My cock was harder than it had ever been. My heart was beating fast and my breathing felt shallow. I slid off my pants and underwear and again admired myself. My penis was standing straight up — pressed tight against my flat stomach.
The large veins bulged from around my swollen member and the mushroom tip was glowing red. My balls were pulled up tight and tingled slightly. I reached down and found a pair of silky bright pink panties. With my hands shaking I stepped one foot at a time into them and pulled them up slowly. The feeling of these silk panties sent tingles up my body and pounded in my head. I felt my face was flushed and my hair tingled.
As the panties reached my balls I could feel my Caught with panties stories building. The silkiness slid over my balls and started stretching over my rod. I looked into the mirror just as the panties slid over my tight butt and engulfed three quarters of my cock. This new feeling was heaven. Looking directly at my panty covered cock — it began to throb. The head was swelling and getting more purple. I raised my hands to my bra cover breasts and massaged the material. Looking into the mirror I was now pretending to be a woman.
I wiggled my hips from side to side as I admired the show in the mirror. I lowered my hands down the front of my rib cage, around my hips and back to my panty covered ass. Sticking my ass out and bending slightly — I caressed my ass as my throbbing cock poked at my belly. I puckered my lips and blew a kiss at myself then let out a loud moan.
I humped my hips a few times then cried out as my cock began to pulse and pump my sperm out. The first shot flew out of my cock with such force that it hit me under my chin.
The second stream flew out just as I pumped my hips forward and that glob landed on top of the dresser. I cupped my hand beneath the tip of my cock and it billowed out more and more of my white creamy seed. I was now panting — looking down at my hand full of cum. Still high from my orgasm I lifted my hand to my mouth.
I had cum many times before but never had I wanted to taste my own cum. But under these circumstances it seemed like the perfect way to end this sexual episode. I was, after all, dressed like a woman and women like eating cum, right? Did my mother like the taste of cum? As the salty sticky substance made its way to my mouth — I once again glanced into the mirror. Needless to say — I was hooked.Caught with panties stories
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