INTRO:

My mother had me at a young age of 16. Her boyfriend that got her pregnant left her when she told him about the pregnancy. She was devastated, but that didn’t stop her from taking care of me. She would support me by stripping at local strip joints. Sure she was under age, but she sure didn’t look it. She was 5’6” with hazel eyes, short brown hair, luscious 36C breasts and the firmest ass you could ever feel.

Though she is 30 years old now, she still has the same body that she had in her teens. She doesn’t strip much anymore, but does on occasion. My friends would always come over and make comments about how sexy my mother was. At first I was kind of mad at them for looking at my mother that way, but I eventually grew used to it and actually began to agree with them.

My mother would wear usually wear tight shorts around the house so when she would bend over to pick something up you could see part of her ass cheeks. I would always catch my friends staring at her ass.

My mother always called me her “cute little boy.” sine I was only 5’4” with short black hair, light brown eyes and I had an average body for a boy my age. I was never really good with the ladies, since I was always so shy to approach them. It didn’t matter though because I always had my mom to talk to.

We would talk openly about all kinds of subjects. The topic of sex popped up now and then, but nothing really worth mentioning. My mom would go on dates two or three times a week, which would leave me alone in the house through most of the day and night. It never really bothered me, because I would watch TV and maybe catch a little nudity on HBO or something.

I knew about masturbation, but never attempted to try it. I guess I was just too scared to do it, since I was somewhat of a late bloomer.

STORY:

My story begins when I was fourteen and a half. My mom just came home from stripping wearing a tight black skirt and a white tank top. I was sitting on the couch watching TV when she sat down beside me.

“Whew, I’m pooped,” she said as she laid her head back on the couch

“Another tiring day at work mom?”

“Yep, my feet are killing me.” she replied while staring at the ceiling

“Need me to massage your feet for ya?” I immediately offered

“Sure baby, that would be great.” she replied while turning to the side of the couch and laying her feet across my lap.

I moved my hands very slowly across the base and toes. A small “mmmmm.” was released from her mouth as I massaged her feet. I looked at her face and noticed that her eyes were closed. She was clearly enjoying the massage. I then moved my eyes from her face to her breasts. I could easily see the lump her nipples made through her tank top.

I moved my eyes lower to her waist area and saw that her legs were open a bit. I slowly moved my head down and caught a small glimpse of her white panties. She must be wearing her white Victoria Secrets tonight, I thought.

She quickly opened her eyes and moved her feet from my lap to the floor.

“Well thanks a bunch baby, but mommies gonna go take a shower now.” she said as she stood up from the couch.

She gave me a quick kiss on the forehead and was on her way up stairs. I watched her swaying ass as she left. That’s when I noticed that I was hard. I waited a few minutes then decided to spy on my mother. I walked up stairs and creeped slowly towards my mother’s room. Damn, the doors closed. I put my ear to the door and heard nothing. Then the sound of the shower came on. I waited a minute then quietly opened the door and walked into the room. I turned to the left where the bathroom is and saw that her door was open.

I slowly walked in the bathroom and spotted my mothers clothes on the floor. I looked closer and saw her white panties that she was wearing earlier on the floor. I picked them up and brought them to my nose. I took a nice long whiff at the crotch of the panties. So this is what a pussy smells like, I thought. There’s nothing like the pungent smell of a grown woman’s pussy.

I was incredibly hard at this point and I knew right away that I had to masturbate. I lowered my shorts and undies to the floor and as I looked to my right and saw a new pair of panties on the lid of the toilet. They were red Victoria Secrets. My mother obviously loves wearing VC stuff.

I grabbed the new pair of panties and wrapped it around my cock as I continued to sniff the crotch of her used white panties. I knew my mom could easily get out of the shower and catch me with her panties in each hand, but I didn’t care. All I knew was that I was hard and it was about damn time that I started masturbating.

I started to stroke my cock with the red panties around it as I stared at the shower curtain. It was a dark blue color so I couldn’t see through, but I imagined how beautiful she must look behind it. I continued to stroke my cock and sniff her panties, then I suddenly heard a moan come from behind the shower curtain.

Could me mother be masturbating too? I thought. She started moaning faster and louder now. That only motivated me to stroke my cock faster and sniff her panties more. “Uh, uh, uh uh, yes, yes.” was all I could hear from the other side of the curtain. I could tell she was close and so was I. I was imaging that the red panties that were wrapped around my cock was actually her tight pussy. I imagined my 4 inch cock sliding in out of her pussy. It must feel like heaven to be inside her pussy, I thought. Then suddenly she let out a roaring “UHHHHHHHHHH.” and I knew she was cuming. I took a huge whiff from the crotch of the panties as my cocked jerked and exploded with cum. I let out a long groan of enjoyment as I filled her panties with my cum. It was the best feeling I had ever felt. If I knew masturbating felt this good, I would have done it a long time ago, I thought.

I came back to earth and realized where I was and what I just did. I threw the red panties back on the seat and dropped the white ones on the floor. I immediately grabbed my undies and shorts and pulled them up and raced right out of the bathroom, closing the bedroom door behind me. I went back to the living room and sat on the couch.

Five minutes later my mom comes out in her black nightgown and sits right beside me.

“How’s the movie?” she asked

“It’s okay, I guess.” I replied as I stared at the TV screen

“Well, it’s been a long day, so I’m off to bed. Night baby.” she said as she got up and walked back up to her room.

I was embarrassed that she knew what I had done, but was relieved that she had no idea at what just occurred. I watched the rest of some crappy movie on TV then switched it off. I wonder if she’s asleep? I thought.