Stealing panties ...
From Create Your Own Story
Mom's panties drawer. By twofivetwo
Back in the days before the internet a young man had to take his sexual excitement where he could get it. I just loved clothes catalogues, not just the bras or swimsuits but also the panties, so pretty. I had rescued five clothes catalogues that were out of date and my mom was throwing away, I kept them in a box under my bed of course so they were handy whenever I needed to have a wank, which was every morning and every evening plus a bonus one in the daytime if I got the chance. I would have a theme to my wank sessions, big tits bras or small tits bras or swimsuits or sometimes blouses or shorts or skirts I had so much fun.
This particular day I was home alone and felt like a change, I could say it just came to me but that isn't true, I had been thinking about it for days, let me explain how it started. I had always enjoyed seeing my mom in her underslip, a silky dress she would wear under a dress, walking to the shower room, her figure looked just great. She was forty at that time and was skinny with a slim top, small tits and tiny waist but with wide hips that wriggled as she walked.
Then a few days ago she walked along in just her panties and bra, I just stopped and stared, my eyes must have been huge, trying to take in the sight of her, she could pass for eighteen in the figure department. As she walked towards me I studied her tits and tummy and panties, she had such a flat tummy and wide but flat hips, just right for fucking. As she went pasted I turned and listed at her arse, I' m sure I couldn't do her arse justice in a description but I will try my best.
Mom had a waist to hips ratio that any Barbie doll would envy, her plain white panties stretched across her firm arse and wide hips, so nice I wanted to cum on it right then and there. Mom's panties were a touch too tight, that is to say just right, pinching in at the sides and pulling up to reveal the bottom part of her buttocks and even with all the panties adverts I had studied and cum to it was the best arse I had ever seen. She went into the shower room and shut the door, my fun was over.
So that was the thought 'cum on mom's arse' and a few days later, was my chance, home alone and her panties drawer calling to me I could do the next best thing, cum on her panties. Did I real dare go into my Mom's room, steal her panties and soil them, what a pervert I would be.
I slipped into Mom and Dad's room and went over to Mom's dressing table, it had four drawers, two on each side, I opened the top left, make-up, hair brushes and stuff I closed that one and moved on. Top right drawer, bras, I took a few minutes having a look at her bras, mostly plain white but one in cream with filigree embroidery on it, very pretty and that started my hard-on, I guess I had been too nervous till then but my lust was taking over. I closed that drawer and opened the bottom left, mmmm panties, my hard-on clicked up another notch, I took my time and had a good look at each pair, mostly white panties but some had pretty lace trim around the edge. Eventually I decided on a pair and put all the others back in her drawer, closed it and sneaked out of their room and back to my own room, stopping at the airing cupboard for a towel, I thought I would need it soon.
I lay the towel down on the bed, lay the panties on top, arranging them so they looked like if Mom was laying there on her front the panties barely covering her wide arse. Oh yes, was I really going to do this ? Oh yes !
I fumbled a bit as I unzipped, let them fall to the floor and stepped out of them, next my undies went the same way, my hard cock springing up as it was freed, it was so hard and a half inch bigger than usual, it was as excided as I was. I replayed the memory of Mom walking past me in her panties and bra, her small breasts, her tiny waist, her flat tummy, her wide hips and as she went past, her sexy, touchable, spankable arse. I knelt on the bed right over her panties and so wanted them to be filled with Mom's smooth, warm, soft yielding flesh.
I took my rock hard cock in my hand and was surprised by how rock hard it was and started to stroke, two pumps and, oh my I'm cumming and I couldn't stop it, my cum spraying out in a jet. I had just enough control to aim right at Mom's panties and my cum spurted and spurted, the most I had cum for a long time, really soaking her panties. It felt just fantastic and I pumped myself dry, dripping every last drop onto the panties and in my mind her arse too.
I looked at Mom's panties covered with cum and smiled. I wrapped the panties in the towel, got dressed and dropped the towel into the washing basket. Great fun.
...
The day passed and I didn't even have the urge to wank off before going off to sleep, I just thought about the panties and drifted off to sleep with a smile on my face.
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The following day I came home and went to my room, a stack of my clean laundry was on my bed where mom had left it as usual for me to put away and right on top of the pile was that pair of Mom's panties, freshly laundered and given back to me by Mom. So she had noticed was I pleased or horrified ? I guess that by giving them back to me she was saying it was ok to cum on her panties, I know she is cool as mom's go, but she is the coolest. Then I had second thoughts, I doubted she was that cool, what mom could be cool with that, more likely it was a casual rebuke as a prelude to a good talking to later on. I found that that didn't bother me too much, it had been so much of a turn on that a yelling at would be a easy payment.
Just before evening meal Mom was in the kitchen by herself, I hesitated outside the door, watching her move about the kitchen in a thin print dress that she liked to wear. She looked so hot, as she always did, the thin dress just a touch too tight around her hips, the fabric so thin I could see her bra and panties through the thin cloth, my cock gave a little twitch as my body remembered what it had done to her panties just yesterday.
The vision of her panties covered in my cum load came back as clear as if they were right there right now and I smiled. What would Mom say, better to get it over with now, would it be hotter if she was cross or if she said nothing ? I went into the room, my heart pounding and my cock starting to stiffen at the memory of yesterday.
"Did you put your laundry away ?" Mom asked me and gave me a sly wink and big smile.
"Um, yes Mom," I said and surprised myself by blushing. "Thanks so much."
"Sure thing honey," she said. "Anytime you like, just try not to leave my drawers in such a tangle next time."
Next time ! Yes ! And there would be lots of next times ! My cock was well on the way to a boner now in anticipation of more kinky fun searching in Mom's drawers.
"Thanks Mom," I said. "I thought you would be angry with me."
"I was at first, but then I giggled and thought, it is fine," Mom said.
She walked across the room, I thought to get something from a cupboard but she came up to me and hugged me, I felt my full on erection press into her as she hugged me. At the touch of my cock she pulled away in shock and went back to her cooking.
"That happens I guess if you use your mother's knickers for masturbation," she said and smiled at me. "This isn't a porn movie though !"
"Never thought it was, Mom," I said and laughed.
Mom giggled.
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The days and weeks passed and I didn't think about the incident with the panties so much, I was busy with a new clothes catalogue that I had rescued from being thrown away. It was a summer edition and I was having too much fun wanking off to all the swimsuits and bikinis.
Then the nice weather came along and Mom was laying out in the garden in the shade getting some hard earned rest. Mom came in to get a cold drink for herself and I realised how good she looked in her one piece swimsuit. Mom had previously worn a swimsuit with a padded bra sewn into it, as was the style a few years before, now she had a new one and it was unpadded and showed her tits just as they were, B cup with big nipples that showed clearly through the fabric. In that moment I had a new dirty fantasy about my own mother, this time focusing my lust on her breasts.
Mom came in late in the afternoon to prepare the evening meal, she went to her room to change but kept her swimsuit on and just put a short skirt on over it and left it at that. Damn ! Then I realised that it was the best thing that she could have done, the swimsuit was so transparent that it was just half a notch from making her top half baked, I decided to help her in the kitchen so I could perv on her some more.
It was just us two today, Dad was away for work and wouldn't be back for weeks again, I spent the entire mealtime just mesmerized by Mom's tits, especially her nipples, great big aureolas all big soft and suckable. After the meal was over Mom went to have a shower and I peeked into her bedroom but no the swimsuit wasn't there, oh, probably in the wash basket then, yes it was. I took it and hurried to my room for some dirty fun while Mom was out of the way in the shower, I guessed I had fifteen minutes.
I unzipped my shorts and stuffed her swimsuit down inside my undies and rubbed it up and down my hard cock, feeling the fabric was so nice. It didn't take me long to cum, a big sticky mess all over her swimsuit stuffed in my undies.
I put the suit back into the washing basket and when Mom had finished in the shower she went straight to the washing basket and stuffed everything into the washer, I guess she wanted her swimsuit ready for more lounging in the garden tomorrow.
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The next day
"What are you doing ?" Mom said. (Oh god I had been caught rummaging through her underwear drawer.)
"Um ...." I mumbled.
"It is ok, you can be curious if you like," Mom said with a smile. "Take whatever you like the look of, here let me give you some things to start off your collection. Just one thing, this is our secret, don't worry I will want a favour from you in return sometime that will give you a dirty secret about me, then I can't reveal yours without you revealing mine."
"Thanks, Mom." I said quietly.
Mom pulled out four bras and four pairs of panties and handed them to me. "If you get them dirty put them in the wash basket, you can always come in here and find them again whenever you like, or anything else, ok ? "
"Thanks Mom," I said quietly.
"Off you go then," mom said and smiled.
