Sexy mother's underwear

The most embarrassing moment of my life was when my mother found me lying on the bed with her underwear on my face.
But unexpectedly, this turned out to be one of the best things that ever happened to me.
My mother is the person I will love for the rest of my life. I always like to be around her. She has a sexy body with a pair of big, full and firm breasts, soft and smooth cylindrical thighs that become thinner as they go down, smooth calves, flat ankles, and a big, white ass that can make the person having sex feel incredibly happy.
I know that as long as I can see or even touch her body, my penis will become hard and I will feel a throbbing sensation.
When I started masturbating, I often spent hours fantasizing about my mother's beautiful body and imagining what it would be like to do it with her.
Of course, I always thought it was just a dream that could never come true! But the event I mentioned above actually happened. It happened in early May of my third year of middle 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, 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 underwear in there. I picked it up with longing and smelled it.
The scent of these stimulating women's crotches aroused me, so I stuffed it into my pocket and took it into my room. When I brought it to my nose, I felt a rush of heat.
Soon, this became a regular habit for me.
Finally, I put it on my head, with the part between my legs facing my mouth and nose, so I could breathe in the intoxicating aroma emanating from the vaginal fluid.
(ps: His method of putting on underwear is the same as the way the male protagonist puts on his underwear in the novel Crazy Mask serialized by Taiwan Boy, so those who don't understand this description can refer to it.) However, on a night in early May, I fell into a deep sleep before I finished masturbating, and my underwear was still on my head.
At 6:30 in the morning, my mother poked her head into my room to wake me up for school.
Imagine how shocked she was when she saw me with her white nylon miniskirt over my head! "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.
My mother stared at me in astonishment, her large, brown eyes wide open.
I stammered for a while before finally saying, "It must have accidentally gotten into my pillowcase when I put it with my change of clothes!" I bet my expression looked really weird at that moment, because as I was trying to figure out how to get out of this awkward situation, my mom suddenly burst out laughing.
"Give up!" she gasped. "It's no use lying to you. Get ready for school, we'll talk about this later." Then she left.
When my sister and I were having breakfast, I didn't dare look at her and ran out of the house as quickly as possible.
But I discovered that my mom actually found my sleepiness amusing.
In the evening, Dad went out for a social engagement, and my sister also had a date.
I think I'd better go somewhere else too.
But Mom said we should discuss some things privately.
After my sister left, we sat on the sofa. My mother 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, my face flushed, embarrassed and fidgeting nervously.
"Then there must be some reason!" Mom continued.
"Do you feel good when you put your underwear over your head?" She insisted I answer, so I said yes.
"Any underwear?" she asked me. I mumbled, "No, only yours." "Do you like a clean pair?" she asked.
I shook my head.
"Then, shall we take it a step further?" Mom asked with a smile.
"Obviously you like it, partly because of my taste, right?" I lowered my head, giving a bitter, regretful smile, and admitted that it was indeed so.
"I know, you were masturbating." Mom said, "That's okay, I was worried you weren't."
"Do these underwear help you when you masturbate?" I admit that they do.
"Are you just thinking about these underwear 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 that she already knows. "Okay, Mom."
I said.
I think you are the sexiest woman in the world.
I'm always thinking about your body and things about...doing things with you.
I love the smell of you on my underwear, and I just daydream about... putting... inside your underwear.
Mom stood up and teased me with a neurotic chuckle. 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 staring at me, peeking at me while I changed, and trying to peek under my skirt. I also noticed that your pants bulged out whenever you were near me." "Ah! Mom, I'm sorry, I didn't know you noticed." "Silly boy, you don't need to apologize. At my age, it's a very pleasant thing to have a young, handsome, and energetic man attracted to my charm."
I'm quite happy.
"Mom sat down next to me again, held my hand and said."
"Tell me, how did you imagine me?" I was startled.
I exclaimed, "Oh my God, Mom, I can't do it!" My mother laughed in a voice I had never heard her use before, a voice like that of a young girl.
"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 to take off her underwear. When her soft black pubic hair and bright white thighs appeared in front of me, I felt a wave of dizziness.
"Here," she said, holding the underwear in her hand.
I took it from her hand, still a little dazed.
The thought, "I've been wearing these underwear all day," made me feel hot and sweaty.
"So it should be nice and have a pleasant aroma. Put it on your face, pull out your penis, and tell me what you're thinking when you're masturbating."
What kind of situation is this?
I'm completely captivated.
But Mom continued her attack.
She picked up her underwear, pulled it over my head, twirled it, and positioned the crotch area over my nose, allowing one of my eyes to see her through the hole in the underwear that went through my leg.
She was right; the pleasurable scent in the underwear was indeed stronger than ever before.
Then, to my great surprise, 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 open pants.
But soon, it stood upright, 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 in my hands 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 pussy to me. I was breathing in the scent of her vulva, the best fragrance, and I was imagining her hand on my penis, she was really touching me! Now, I imagined her lifting her skirt to show me her vulva, and then she taking off her tight top and unhooking her bra to let me see her big, full breasts." Slowly, Mom began to unbutton her tight top and deftly take it off. She unhooked her bra, and her enormous breasts suddenly sprang out.
Her striking, firm nipples stood proudly erect.
Then she took off her skirt, lifted her hips, and slowly pulled the skirt down.
Her stunningly sexy body was being fully revealed to me for the first time, and it was far better than I had ever imagined.
"What are you thinking about now?" Mom asked in a hoarse voice, 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 play with her vulva as I pleased." Mom reached out and grasped my throbbing penis with her cold fingers.
Swallowing hard, I pulled down the underwear from my face and stuck my head between her legs. Immediately, my mouth and nose were pressed against the smooth, oily cleft of her vulva, the source of the underwear's wonderful fragrance.
Amidst a soft sob, Mom opened her legs, allowing my face to explore deeper into her crotch.
I began to lick her swollen, moist labia, my hands grasping her smooth, soft breasts as completely as possible.
I started playing with her nipples, gently squeezing and pulling them to make them bigger and harder.
My mother started moaning and arched her vulva in front of me. She grabbed my head and pulled me tightly, making it hard for me to breathe.
She thrust her hips upwards with all her might, while my tongue licked deep into the depths of her vulva.
Then Mom came, her whole body trembling and convulsing violently.
She lay there, breathing heavily, a happy smile on her face.
I stood up and lifted her onto the sofa. I spread her legs apart, 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 was shamelessly facing me.
I slowly approached her legs, which were as smooth and soft as cream.
My mother held my penis with both hands and guided it into her vagina.
The huge, ferocious, red glans was pushing inward, and I slowly pushed it into the moist and smooth soft thing, watching my huge penis pierce into the swollen labia inch by inch.
Finally, our hairy groins were pressed together, my huge penis stretched to its limit inside her vagina, probing inside her waist.
I leaned forward and pressed my mouth against hers.
She opened her lips, and our tongues began to suckle at each other. I placed one hand under her buttocks, grasping her firm hips and pulling her closer to me, while my other hand squeezed her large breasts once again.
Then, I thrust my pleasurable penis into my beloved mother's beautiful vagina, slowly at first, occasionally giving a powerful thrust, feeling the pleasant friction of every inch.
I tried to last, but soon I thought I had to give her a series of heavy blows to let her know that her beloved son could give her truly powerful sex.
I started thrusting into her faster and harder, penetrating deeply and pressing down all the way to the bottom.
The mother began to groan and sob.
Our tongues intertwined passionately, and our faces were covered in saliva.
She thrust her hips upwards to meet my vigorous thrusts, matching my powerful pounding with intense passion.
I felt myself approaching orgasm, a surge of heat coursed through my groin, and I thrust faster and faster, moaning and roaring as I penetrated her juicy vagina.
My mother pushed her buttocks up and squeezed as much as possible in response.
Then I ejaculated on her, and during another intense orgasm, her whole body stiffened and convulsed.
We leaked it together.
What a powerful feeling! Nothing could compare to the wonderful sensation of my penis ejaculating into my mother's sweet vagina and womb.
It was so wonderful to see her moaning beneath me during a powerful, ecstatic orgasm! Of course, that was just the beginning, and I'd love to tell you about all the more pleasurable and wonderful sex that followed.
Several years have passed since then.
I have completed my university studies and have a high-paying job.
I now own an apartment.
My mother and I most often made love there.
Sometimes I would bring other girls back for sex.
But I have never found anyone who could replace my mother.
Even though I'm married, my mother still makes love to me frequently.
She thought it was a beautiful sight, and so did I.
Whenever I'm alone, I always pick up a pair of my mother's underwear that I've collected.
It has the unique smell of female vaginal fluid.
She stayed with me until she brought back the source of the Yin essence, for another loving reunion with her beloved son!

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