A Very Quick Mom's Panties Incident

From these confessions, there must have been a lot of guys jerking with their mom's panties. I did myself and was caught but not directly.

Sometimes I used my mom's panties to get off. I took them out of the laundry hamper, did my thing, then put them back in the hamper. I usually did the laundry (she worked, and it was just us two) so I thought she wouldn't find out. One day I was sick and she did the laundry, and I guess that's how she found out.

My mom was a church goer, although I knew she had a past and had been very "worldly" as the religious folks called it then. I guess she couldn't bring herself to talk about it to me. After I got well and went back to doing the laundry, I found a note on the hamper lid. It said, "Dear David. Please stop using my panties as a sex toy. Some of them are delicates and they tear easily. Thank you."

That was it. I never used her panties again. Mom was beautiful, but she was so prim and proper as well as strict with me that I didn't take the chance again. I wonder still today what she would have done if I'd kept coming on her panties.

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Anonymous

by Anonymous on Aug 13, 2022 at 4:53 AM

Were you one of those twits that put the panties over your head when having a good wank ?

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Anonymous

by Anonymous on Aug 13, 2022 at 5:52 AM

To commenter Number 1

No, I left that to Buck Henry.

OP

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Anonymous

by Anonymous on Aug 13, 2022 at 6:06 AM

I had a very similar experience with my mother, only the opposite happened. She knew I was sexually frustrated as she'd caught me a couple of times masturbating using her worn knickers.
One evening with my drunken father obliterated downstairs from way too much whiskey, she walked into my room, took her knickers off in front of me and told me she'd just enjoyed herself on her bed.
Leaving me alone in my room, I picked up her knickers from the foot of my bed, and could see the creamy essence of my mums pussy on them. When I wanked, which I did twice, I could not only smell her beautiful scent, I could also taste her pussy juices.
Eighteen months later when my father died from cirrhosis of the liver, she entered my room naked, this after every weekend of her placing her used knickers in my room.
My mum and I had sex, amazing sex and I learned she'd longed for us to enjoy each other.
It's now been four years since my mother and I first fucked. She's forty three now, I'm twenty one. And each and every time we have sex, it's simply magical.

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Anonymous

by Anonymous on Aug 16, 2022 at 6:30 PM

OP, I like what your mom did. I wasn't as accepting as your mother, and I still do feel bad about it.

My son usually wanked off to my used panties, but sometimes I noticed he had used my clean panties. I didn't care, or more likely, I didn't knew what to say to him when I noticed he had came in my dirty panties. Dirty panties really didn't matter because I threw them into washing machine anyway. But it annoyed me when I had to threw clean panties in it too. Three times when I was in a rush to go to work I had need to wear clean pairs which he had filled, but they had been dried.

But this one morning I was in a rush as I was already getting late. I had been in a shower and then went to check out my panty drawer and I had only one pair of panties which I could wear that day and they were covered of his cum. He had came inside them while I had been in shower. They were reeking of his cum and so wet that it was oozing through them and was in the drawer too! I got really mad, but I couldnt' scream and shout at him because of the neighbours. I was hissing at him can't he understand that I need to pull them on.

He was ashamed of himself and I made him trying to dry them. He tried to stuff toilet paper in them to get rid as much of his cum as possible, but when I pulled them on they were still cold and clammy. I had a pad on underside of the gusset to protect my trousers getting wet, and that day at work I swear I could smell the fine whiff of his cum and I was scared people might notice it.

When I got back home, he was ashamed and we couldn't talk for a long time. I was scared that I had ruined his sexuality and that I could lose him. He didn't even dare to invite his friends to us until I had to open up the situation. I admitted that my reaction was because of haste and not because of his hobby and I apologized him.

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