Mom's shorts are showing pubic hair.

When my mother found me lying on the bed with her underwear on my face, it was the most embarrassing moment of my life.
But unexpectedly, it turned into one of the best things that ever happened to me.

My mother is the person I will always love. I always loved being around her. She had a
sexy body, with big, full, and firm breasts, soft, smooth, cylindrical
thighs that tapered towards her calves, smooth ankles, and a big,
white ass that gave me unparalleled pleasure. I knew that just seeing or even touching her body would make my penis hard
and throb. When I masturbated, I often spent hours fantasizing about my mother's
beautiful body and imagining what it would be like to be with her.

Of course, I always thought it was just a dream that could never come true! But
the actually happened. It happened in early May of my junior year of high school. By then, I
had already had sex with several girls, but my mother was still the queen of my fantasies. When she wore a skirt, the occasional
glimpse of her underwear through the hem gave me immense pleasure. Then one day, as I was putting some things into the laundry
basket, I saw a pair of my mother's panties inside. I picked them up with longing
and inhaled their scent. The stimulating smell of a woman's crotch aroused me.
I stuffed them into my pocket and took them into my room. When I brought them to my nose, I
felt a surge of pleasure.

Soon, this became a regular habit. Eventually, I started putting them over my head,
with the crotch area directly above my mouth and nose, inhaling the
intoxicating . (PS: His method of putting them on
is the same as the way the male protagonist in the Taiwanese manga "Crazy Mask" puts on his panties, so those who don't understand this description can refer to it.)

However, one night in early May, I fell into a deep sleep before I had finished masturbating, with
the panties still on my head. At 6:30 in the morning, Mom poked her head into my room to wake me up for
school. Imagine
how "My God!" she exclaimed, "What are you doing with my underwear on?" I immediately
got up, grabbed the thin nylon fabric, and struggled to pull it off my head.

Mom stared at me with her big brown eyes wide with astonishment. I stammered for a moment, finally
managing to say, "It must have accidentally gotten into my pillowcase when I put it with the change of clothes
!" I bet I looked really weird then, because as I tried to escape this
predicament , Mom suddenly laughed. "Give up!" she gasped. "There's no point in lying anymore
. Get ready for school, we'll talk about it later." Then she left.
While my sister and I ate breakfast, I didn't dare look at her and ran out of the house as fast as I could.

But I realized that Mom actually found my embarrassment quite amusing. That evening, Dad went out
for a business dinner , and my sister had a date. I thought I'd better go out with her too. But Mom said we needed
to discuss some things privately. After my sister left, we sat on the sofa. Mom sat next to me and asked,
"Now, tell me why you put my underwear on your head?"

I still didn't answer; I just sat there, blushing and fidgeting nervously. "
Well , there must be a reason!" Mom continued. "
Did you feel good when you put your underwear on your head?" She insisted I answer, so I said yes. "Any underwear?" she asked vaguely. "No,
only yours." "Do you like clean ones?" she asked. I shook my head. "Then, let's go further," Mom
asked with a smile. "Obviously you like it, partly because of my smell, right?" I lowered my head,
smiling bitterly with regret, and admitted that it was true.

"I know, you were masturbating," Mom said. "That's okay, I was worried you weren't.
Did these underwear help you when you were masturbating?" I confessed that it did. "Are you just thinking about
these panties or something else?" I thought that was the case, and nothing could be
worse than this. I couldn't help but think: What should I do? Just tell her she already knows. "Okay,
Mom," I said. "I think you're the sexiest woman in the world. I always think about your... oh...
body and something about... oh... doing something with you. I love the smell of you on my panties, and I just
... oh... daydream about... oh... putting... inside your panties. "

Mom stood up and started laughing in a neurotic, high-pitched voice. She paced back and forth
, saying, "Well, I didn't expect you to admit it so quickly, but I'm glad you did. Did you think I didn't
know how you felt about me? I noticed you were always watching me, peeking at me while I changed, and trying to see under my
skirt . I also noticed that every time you were near me, your pants would bulge out." "Ah! Mom,
I'm sorry, I didn't know you noticed." "Silly girl, you don't need to apologize. At my age,
it's a pleasant thing to have a young, handsome, and energetic man attracted to my charm." " I'm a little happy
."

Mom sat down next to me again, holding my hand and saying, "Tell me, how do you fantasize about me?"
I was startled. I cried out, "Oh my god, Mom, I can't do it!" Mom laughed in a
voice , a voice like a young girl's.

"Why not?" she asked. "Just tell me! Just give me a hint." I hesitated for a moment,
and she suddenly stood up, lifted her skirt, and before I could react, she had already
started pulling down her panties. When her soft, black pubic hair and bright, white thighs appeared
before me, I felt a wave of dizziness. "Here," she said, holding the panties in her hand. I took them from her hand, dazed
. "I've been wearing these panties all day," the thought made me feel hot and sweaty.
"So it should be nice and fragrant. Put it on your face, pull out your penis,
and tell me what you're thinking about when you're masturbating." What a scene this was.

I was completely stunned. But Mom continued her assault. She picked up the panties, put them over my head, and turned...
She moved it, pressing the crotch against my nose, allowing one eye to peek through
the hole to see her. She was right; the pleasurable scent of her underwear was indeed stronger than ever before.

Then, to my astonishment, she unzipped my pants and
pulled out my rock-hard penis. It took her quite a bit of effort to pull it out of the open pant leg. But soon, it was
erect and facing her. "My God!" Mom exclaimed, "Look at this monstrous size! My little boy
has become a real man!" At Mom's insistence, I cupped my aroused
penis and began to rub it repeatedly.

“Okay!” I said. “I was gazing at my satisfyingly sexy mother, who had just taken off her
panties and revealed her beautiful little kittens to me. I was breathing in the scent of her vulva, the
best fragrance. I was imagining her hand on my penis, she was really touching me! Now, I
imagined her lifting her skirt to show me her genitals, then taking off her tight top and unhooking her bra to reveal
her large, full breasts.” Slowly, Mom began to
unbutton . She unhooked her bra, and her enormous breasts suddenly sprang free. Her striking,
firm nipples stood proudly erect. Then she took off her skirt, lifting her hips and slowly pulling it down
. Her amazingly sexy body was being fully revealed to me for the first time,
far better than I had ever imagined.

“Now, what are you thinking?” Mom asked hoarsely, licking her lips. "I was imagining that lovely
woman in my fantasy—my dear mother—playing with my penis, letting me squeeze her breasts and
fondle " Mom reached out and grasped my throbbing penis with her cold fingers.
Swallowing, I pulled down my underwear and put my head between her legs. Immediately, my mouth and nose were pressed against her
slippery, oily cleft, the source of her underwear's fragrance.

With a soft sob, Mom opened her legs, allowing my face to explore the depths of her crotch.
I began to lick her swollen, moist labia, my hands grasping her smooth, soft breasts as completely as possible.
I began to play with her nipples, gently squeezing and pulling them until they were large and hard. Mom began to moan
and arched her vulva towards me. She grabbed my head, pulling me tightly, making it hard for me
to breathe . Her hips thrust upwards, and my tongue licked deep into her vulva. Then Mom
came, her whole body trembling and convulsing violently. She lay there, breathing heavily,
a . I stood up and lifted her onto the sofa. I spread her legs, placing one foot
on the back of the chair and the other on the floor. She lay there, legs wide open, waiting for me, her
beautiful, hairy vulva shamelessly facing me. I slowly approached her smooth, soft,
creamy legs. Mom guided my penis into her vulva with both hands.

The huge, menacing, red glans pressed inward, and I slowly pushed into that moist, slippery softness
, watching my huge penis pierce inch by inch into her swollen labia. Finally, our hairy
groins were pressed together, my huge penis expanding to its limit inside her vulva, probing inside her waist
. I leaned forward and pressed my mouth against hers. She opened her lips, and our tongues
began to suckle. I placed one hand under her buttocks, grasping her firm hips and pulling her closer,
while my other hand squeezed her large breasts once more.

Then, I thrust my pleasurable penis into my beloved mother's beautiful vagina, initially slowly,
occasionally giving a powerful thrust, feeling the pleasurable friction of every inch. I tried to last, but soon I thought I
had to give her continuous, heavy thrusts, letting her know that her beloved son could give her truly powerful sex. I
began to thrust faster and harder, penetrating deeply, pressing in all the way to the bottom. Mother
began to moan and whimper. Our tongues intertwined passionately, our faces covered in saliva. She thrust her
hips upwards to meet my fierce thrusts, matching my powerful blows with intense passion. I felt myself approaching
orgasm, a surge of heat flowing through my groin, and I thrust faster and faster, groaning and roaring as I penetrated her
juicy vagina. My mother thrust her hips upwards and squeezed as hard as she could to respond to me.

Then I ejaculated inside her, and in another intense orgasm, her body stiffened and convulsed. We came together
. What a powerful feeling! Nothing could compare to the sensation of my penis spraying semen into the beautiful womb of my own mother's
sweet vagina.
It was so wonderful to see her moaning beneath me in a powerful, ecstatic orgasm! Of course, this was just the beginning, and I'd love to tell you about
the many more . Several years have passed since then.

I've finished college and have a good, high-paying job. I now own my own apartment.
My mother and I make love there most often. Sometimes I bring other girls home for sex. But I've never found anyone who
can replace my mother.

Even though I'm married now, my mother still makes love to me frequently. She thinks it's a wonderful thing,
and so do I. Whenever I'm alone, I always pick up one of my mother's panties that I've collected.

When my mother found me lying on the bed with her underwear on my face, it was the most embarrassing moment of my life.
But unexpectedly, it turned into one of the best things that ever happened to me.

My mother is the person I will always love. I always love being around her. She has a
sexy body, with big, full, and firm breasts, soft, smooth, cylindrical
thighs that taper towards the bottom, smooth calves, flat ankles, and a big,
white ass that gives anyone who wants to have sex with her incredibly pleasurable. I know that just seeing or even touching her body will make my penis hard
and throb. When I masturbate, I often spend hours fantasizing about my mother's
beautiful body and imagining what it would be like to have sex with her.

Of course, I always thought it was just a dream that could never come true! But
the actually happened. It happened in early May of my junior year of high school. By then, I
had already had sex with several girls, but my mother was still the queen in my fantasies. When she wore a skirt, occasionally from...
A glimpse of her panties peeking through her skirt gave me immense pleasure. Then one day, as I was putting some things into the laundry
basket, I saw a pair of my mother's panties inside. I picked them up with longing
and inhaled their scent. The stimulating smell of a woman's crotch aroused me.
I stuffed them into my pocket and took them to my room. When I brought them to my nose, I
felt a surge of pleasure.

Soon, this became a regular habit. Eventually, I started putting them over my head,
with the crotch facing my mouth and nose, inhaling the
intoxicating . (P.S.: His method of putting them on
is the same as the way the male protagonist in the Taiwanese manga "Crazy Mask" puts on his panties, so those who don't understand this description can refer to it.)

However, one night in early May, I fell into a deep sleep before I had finished masturbating, with
the panties still on my head. At 6:30 in the morning, Mom poked her head into my room to wake me up for
school. Imagine
how "My God!" she exclaimed, "What are you doing with my underwear on?" I immediately
got up, grabbed the thin nylon fabric, and struggled to pull it off my head.

Mom stared at me with her big brown eyes wide with astonishment. I stammered for a moment, finally
managing to say, "It must have accidentally gotten into my pillowcase when I put it with the change of clothes
!" I bet I looked really weird then, because as I tried to escape this
predicament , Mom suddenly laughed. "Give up!" she gasped. "There's no point in lying anymore
. Get ready for school, we'll talk about it later." Then she left.
While my sister and I ate breakfast, I didn't dare look at her and ran out of the house as fast as I could.

But I realized that Mom actually found my embarrassment quite amusing. That evening, Dad went out
for a business dinner , and my sister had a date. I thought I'd better go out with her too. But Mom said we needed
to discuss some things privately. After my sister left, we sat on the sofa. Mom sat next to me and asked,
"Now, tell me why you put my underwear on your head?"

I still didn't answer; I just sat there, blushing and fidgeting nervously. "
Well , there must be a reason!" Mom continued. "
Did you feel good when you put your underwear on your head?" She insisted I answer, so I said yes. "Any underwear?" she asked vaguely. "No,
only yours." "Do you like clean ones?" she asked. I shook my head. "Then, let's go further," Mom
asked with a smile. "Obviously you like it, partly because of my smell, right?" I lowered my head,
smiling bitterly with regret, and admitted that it was true.

"I know, you were masturbating," Mom said. "That's okay, I was worried you weren't.
Did these underwear help you when you were masturbating?" I confessed that it did. "Are you just thinking about
these panties or something else?" I thought that was the case, and nothing could be
worse than this. I couldn't help but think: What should I do? Just tell her she already knows. "Okay,
Mom," I said. "I think you're the sexiest woman in the world. I always think about your... oh...
body and something about... oh... doing something with you. I love the smell of you on my panties, and I just
... oh... daydream about... oh... putting... inside your panties. "

Mom stood up and started laughing in a neurotic, high-pitched voice. She paced back and forth
, saying, "Well, I didn't expect you to admit it so quickly, but I'm glad you did. Did you think I didn't
know how you felt about me? I noticed you were always watching me, peeking at me while I changed, and trying to see under my
skirt . I also noticed that every time you were near me, your pants would bulge out." "Ah! Mom,
I'm sorry, I didn't know you noticed." "Silly girl, you don't need to apologize. At my age,
it's a pleasant thing to have a young, handsome, and energetic man attracted to my charm." " I'm a little happy
."

Mom sat down next to me again, holding my hand, and said, "Tell me, how do you fantasize about me?"
I was startled. I cried out, "Oh my god, Mom, I can't do it!" Mom laughed in a
voice , a voice like a young girl's.

"Why not?" she asked. "Just tell me! Just give me a hint." I hesitated for a moment,
and she suddenly stood up, lifted her skirt, and before I could react, she had already
started pulling down her panties. When her soft, black pubic hair and bright, snow-white thighs appeared
before me, I felt a wave of dizziness. "Here," she said, holding the panties in her hand. I
took them from her hand, still dazed. "I've been wearing these panties all day," I thought, feeling a surge of heat wash over me.
“So it should smell nice and fragrant. Put it on your face, pull out your penis,
and tell me what you’re thinking about when you’re masturbating.” What a scenario.

I was completely stunned. But Mom continued her assault. She picked up the underwear, put it over my head,
twirled it, and positioned the crotch area over my nose, allowing one eye to
peek at her through the hole in the pants. She was right; the pleasurable scent of the underwear was indeed stronger than ever before.

Then, to my astonishment, she actually unzipped my pants and pulled out my rock-hard
penis. It took her quite a bit of effort to pull it out of the ripped opening. But soon, it was
erect and facing her. “My God!” Mom exclaimed. “Look at this monstrous size! My little boy
has become a real man!” At Mom’s insistence, I cupped my aroused
penis and began to rub it repeatedly.

“Okay!” "I said, 'I'm gazing at my satisfyingly sexy mother. She's just taken off her
panties for me, revealing her beautiful little pussy to me. I'm breathing in the scent of her vulva, the
best fragrance. I'm imagining her placing her hand on my penis, she's really touching me! Now, I
imagine her lifting her skirt to show me her genitals, then taking off her tight top and unhooking her bra...'"
Seeing her large, full breasts, Mom slowly began to unbutton her tight-fitting top, deftly
removing . She unhooked her bra, and her enormous breasts suddenly sprang free. Her striking,
firm nipples stood proudly erect. Then she took off her skirt, lifting her hips and slowly pulling it down
. Her breathtakingly sexy body was being fully revealed to me for the first time, far exceeding my wildest fantasies
.

"Now, what are you thinking?" "Mom asked hoarsely, licking her lips. "I was thinking about that lovely
woman in my fantasy—my dear mother—playing with my penis, letting me squeeze her breasts and
play " Mom reached out and grasped my throbbing penis with her cold fingers.
Swallowing, I pulled down my underwear and put my head between her legs. Immediately, my mouth and nose were pressed against her
slippery, oily cleft, the source of the underwear's fragrance.

With a soft sob, Mom opened her legs, allowing my face to explore the deeper parts of her crotch.
I began to lick her swollen, moist labia, my hands grasping her smooth, soft breasts as completely as possible.
I began to play with her nipples, gently squeezing and pulling them until they were large and hard. Mom began to moan
and arched her vulva in front of me. She grabbed my head and pulled me tightly, making it hard for me
to breathe . Her hips thrust upwards, and my tongue plunged deep into her vulva. He licked her deeply. Then Mom
came, her whole body trembling and convulsing violently. She lay there, panting heavily,
a . I stood up and lifted her onto the sofa. I spread her legs, placing one foot
on the back of the chair and the other on the floor. She lay there, her legs wide open, waiting for me, her
beautiful, hairy vulva shamelessly facing me. I slowly approached her smooth, soft,
creamy legs. Mom guided my penis into her vulva with both hands.

The huge, menacing, red glans pressed inward, and I slowly pushed into that wet, slippery softness
, watching my huge penis pierce inch by inch into her swollen labia. Finally, our hairy
groins were pressed together, my huge penis expanding to its limit inside her vulva, probing inside her waist
. I leaned forward and pressed my mouth against hers. She opened her lips, and our tongues...
We began
my other hand squeezed her large breasts again.

Then, I thrust my pleasurable penis into my beloved mother's beautiful vagina, initially slowly,
occasionally giving a powerful thrust, feeling the pleasurable friction of every inch. I tried to last, but soon I thought I
had to give her continuous, heavy thrusts, letting her know that her beloved son could give her truly powerful sex. I
began to thrust faster and harder, penetrating deeply, pressing in all the way to the bottom. Mom
began to moan and whimper. Our tongues intertwined passionately, our faces covered in saliva. She thrust her
hips upwards to meet my fierce thrusts, matching my heavy blows with intense passion. I felt myself approaching
orgasm, a surge of heat flowing through my groin, and I thrust faster and faster, groaning and roaring as I penetrated her
juicy vagina. Mom thrust her hips upwards, and She squeezed as hard as she could to respond to me.

Then I ejaculated into her, and in another intense climax, her whole body stiffened and convulsed. We came together
. What a powerful feeling! Nothing could compare to the wonderful sensation of my penis spraying semen into the
sweet .
It was so beautiful to see her moaning beneath me in a powerful, ecstatic orgasm! Of course, this was just the beginning, and I'd love to tell you about
the many more . Several years have passed since then.

I've finished college and have a good, high-paying job. I now own my own apartment.
My mother and I make love there most often. Sometimes I bring other girls home for sex. But I've never found anyone who
can replace my mother.

Even though I'm married now, my mother still makes love to me frequently. She thinks it's a wonderful thing,
and so do I. Whenever I'm alone, I always pick up one of my mother's panties that I've collected.

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