My Mother's Knickers

When I was about eleven, I started sniffing my mother’s dirty knickers. I can’t remember when I did this or what came into my mind to make me do it? I loved the smell and continued doing this until I left for university when I was eighteen.

Even when I became sexually active at sixteen, I would still sniff my mother’s panties and masturbate myself to orgasm. I wore them on my head, licked the gusset of any white matter and on occasion wanked myself and would orgasm into the dirty gusset of her panties.

I suspect she knew what I was doing! She stopped putting her dirty underwear into the family bathroom dirty clothes hamper for a little while and bought one for her ensuite bathroom. This required a little more stealth, but I got there in the end.

I once found her dildo hidden under her bed. I sniffed it and could smell her on it. I sucked it clean. During my many searches of her bedroom, I found a small wallet of polaroid pictures of my mother in various states of undress. It was hidden in a shoebox on top of her wardrobe. Some of the shots were full nude with close up pussy shots. I loved wanking with her dirty knickers at my nose whilst staring at her pussy in the pictures.

She would go topless on holiday; she has fantastic tits. I would have to lie on my front as I would get an erection looking at her boobies. I once went into the bathroom and discovered she was in the shower, forgetting to lock the door. I saw my mothers tits and furry lady bits. I sometimes used her bra to wank into as I sniffed her soiled panties. The best thing happened when I was about sixteen. She had just showered and was wearing a dressing gown as the whole family watched TV. I was on the floor and could see up her dressing gown. I saw her pussy in all its glory; I’m sure she knew I was looking but didn’t make any attempt to cover herself.