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Subject: {ASSM} Mommy's Panties
Date: Sun, 19 Aug 2001 04:10:02 -0400
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This is a story of Mommy-love I just completed.  Please let me know what
you think.  Would love to correspond with like-minded panty-boys.

   Matthew

   momizboy @ hotmail.com

   Mom's Things

   It was the summer of 1970.  I was a twelve year-old boy with an
over-developed libido.  I was becoming fascinated with sex and fascinated
with my Mother.  Mom was attractive -platinum blond hair; blue eyes; 5'2"
tall; C-cup breasts; thick, dark nipples; tan lines accenting a nice
reddish blond bush.  She favored slacks and blouses or shorts in the
summer. Demi-cup bras and hipster or lacy high-wasted panties.  Frosty pink
lipstick and pink or red nails.  I wanted all of that so much!

   I fed my fantasies by spying on Mom or catching glimpses of her body or
bra or panties when the opportunity arose.

   In those days my parent's bedroom was at the end of the hall.  My room
was such that if my door was open and their bedroom door open a few inches,
I had a line of sight to the door of Mom's walk-in closet.  On many nights
I would see her walking into her closet in only bra and panties.  Often she
would be un-hooking her bra as she walked, on rare occasions she would
already have taken off her bra and I would get a side view of her breast. I
would wait and she would come out in her night gown or, again rarely,
topless to get something from the bedroom or topless and holding her gown
which she would put on as she stood next to her bed.

   Sometimes when she was in the shower I would get a glimpse of her tits
or her bush.  When she'd lay out in her bikini in the backyard and work on
her tan I'd watch from my bedroom window for a glimpse of one of her
nipples as she'd roll over.  Some days I'd stare at her from my window and
stroke myself off.

   I have a vivid memory of one morning when Mom was taking clothes from
the dryer.  She'd just gotten up and was wearing a sheer violet
floor-length nightgown.  This was very revealing - I could see a clear
impression of her breasts and nipples under the sheer fabric and her panty
line was very plain to see.  What was so wonderful about that morning
though, was that as we were talking, she leaned down to take some clothes
from the dryer.  Every time Mom leaned down, the top of her gown opened and
I could clearly see her breasts.  The soft white skin, so pale compared to
her tan and her thick dark nipples - it was all right before my adoring
eyes!  It was all I could do not to reach out and touch her.

   One hot summer day I was alone at home.  I was horny and, driven by
urges I could barely understand, yet felt very strongly, I went upstairs to
my Mom's bathroom/dressing room.  I was wearing a pair of cut-offs and a
T-shirt.

   I could feel my heart racing as I stood in the cool quiet house
contemplating what I was about to do.  I pulled Mommy's underwear drawer
open and marveled at the collection of silks and satins there.  These were
her things, her most intimate things.  These were for Mom to wear on her
sexy breasts, and cunt, and ass.  I picked up a pair of lacy, sky-blue
panties and rubbed the silky materiel between my trembling fingers.  I
picked up another pair of panties and rubbed them against my smooth cheek -
this was heaven!  My Mommy's underwear, my Mommy's panties, so soft, so
sexy, so naughty!!  And I was so hard!  My cock was straining against my
faded shorts as I fondled Mommy's things.

   I listened carefully to make sure no one was home.  Satisfied I was
alone, I stripped.  I pulled my T-shirt over my head.  I unbuttoned and
unzipped my shorts and slid them down my legs with my underwear.  I kicked
my shorts to the side.  I stood naked for a moment sensing the thrill of it
all.  My boner pointed straight out in front of me.

   I turned back to the open underwear drawer.  I picked up a pair of
low-cut beige hipster panties.  I slowly rubbed my balls with the
silky/lacy materiel.  My heart pounded in my chest as I bent down and
slipped the panties on.  I slid them up over my ass and tucked my cock
inside.  I admired myself in the mirror as I stroked my cock and ass
through the sheer materiel.  I stood, facing the mirror, as I rubbed my ass
and tweaked my nipples.  I wanted this.  I didn't understand what "it" was,
but I was incredibly turned on by "it"!

   After a bit I carefully slipped out of the panties, replaced them in the
drawer and looked deeper into Mom's things.  At the very back of the
drawer, way out of sight, I found the cr me de la cr me - a leopard print
and black lace baby doll and matching panties!  I'm not exactly sure why,
but this drove me wild.  I think because it was just plain naughty.  This
was the sort of thing you'd see a Playboy model wearing - not my Mom!  The
only reason my stylish, but somewhat proper, Mom would wear this baby doll
would be to get fucked.

   I pulled the set from her drawer and stood, naked with a tremendous
boner, admiring the feel of these things.  Carefully I pulled on the slutty
panties and managed to stuff my cock inside.  I turned my back to the
mirror and slipped the baby doll on over my head.  I stood for a moment
feeling the excitement, feeling how NAUGHTY this was!

   Slowly I turned and looked at myself in the mirror.  I pulled the
panties up tight and ran a hand up under the top - stroking my hairless
chest and pinching and rubbing my nipples.  To this day I can remember the
intense excitement I felt as I stood and admired myself in my Mother's
naughtiest underwear.

   I turned and admired my ass in the shiny panties, the look of these
woman's things on me - my Mom's things!  Seeing myself I was flooded with
feelings of shame and fear at the prospect of getting caught.  But those
feelings only made me more excited!

   Feeling the soft satin and lace on my body, feeling the shame and
excitement I craved, I pulled my hard cock out and left my balls cupped in
Mommy's panties.  I stroked my boner as I squeezed my balls in their satin
pouch.  I felt the tight panties snug on my ass and focused my attention on
the electric sensation of the satin and lace on my nipples.

   I so wanted and feared the same thing - Mommy walking in on me - Mommy
walking in to her dressing room to find her son wearing her sexiest little
nighty and stroking his hard, young boner.  I craved that shame.  As I
stroked myself I fantasized ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

   I imagined Mommy coming upstairs and finding me.  At first she would
stop and look at me with disgust.  My hands would fall to my sides and I
would stand there in her lingerie with my cock sticking straight out. 
She'd put her hands on her hips and just look at me for a moment.  The look
of disgust would change to something else, a grin with an evil bent to it.

   Mom was wearing a white silk blouse, tan slacks, and high heels.  I
could just see the texture of her lace bra under her blouse and the way her
breasts pushed out a bit over the top of her bra.  She walked over to me
and stood close - very close.

   "What is the meaning of this?"

   "Mom, I . . ."

   "Shh!  Shhhh baby." Mom cooed to me.  She brought her hand to my face
and ran the backs of her fingertips up my cheek.  "Why don't you slip your
cock back into those panties.  We don't want to get ahead of ourselves
here." I hurriedly did as I was told.  "Now would you mind telling me what
you're doing in my bathroom in my nighty?  Should I assume from this my son
is some kind of fag?"

   "Mom, I don't know if I'm a, a, a fag.  It, uhm, it feels so good Mommy!
It feels so good!  I'm sorry!" At this point my lip was trembling and I
started crying softly.  Mom caressed my face and wiped away my tears.  Then
she slid her hand around behind my head, pulled my lips to hers and pressed
her lips to mine in a furious kiss.  I was in awe as our mouths met.  Her
tongue slipped between my soft young lips.  Our tongues danced in ways I
could barely fathom.  Mommy pressed her body against mine.  She reached
around and stroked my panty-covered ass as we necked.

   Finally Mom broke the kiss.  "Hmmm baby!  Judging from that kiss and the
way your boner is filling my panties, I'd say you like girls alright." Mom
stepped back, put her hands on her hips, and looked at me and her open
underwear drawer.  "But, judging from the way you like wearing Mommy's
panties, I'd say there's a bit of boy-love in you too.  That's good."

   Now I didn't know what to think.  I was still scared and ashamed, but
clearly Mom was not taking this the way I feared.

   "What were you doing when I came in?"

   "I was . . .  I was . . ."

   "Jerking off?  Is that what Mommy's little pussy-boy was doing?  Were
you stroking your boner and loving the feel of Mommy's sexy underwear on
your body?  Don't look so surprised - your Mommy knows all your nasty
tricks.  Now I'm going to teach you some new ones.  Pull your cock out and
let me see it.  Let me see you stroke yourself."

   I did as I was told, I freed my cock from Mommy's panties and began
sliding my fist up and down my boner as I had before she caught me.

   "Mmmm, that's my nasty little panty-slut.  Squeeze those balls honey and
stroke that boner for Mommy.  Mmmm, that's my little girl - good girl. 
You're such a good little pussy-boy, I'm going to give you some inspiration
so you can have a good cum!"

   With that, Mom began to undress - right there in front of me!  I stared
in wonder as she untucked her blouse and unbuttoned it.  She shrugged her
blouse off and let it fall to the floor - exposing her tight, lacy bra. 
She kept her gaze on me as she unbuttoned her slacks and slid them down
over her sexy hips exposing her panties.  Her panties and the treasure they
contained fascinated me.  Once her slacks were off she stood before me
dressed only in her bra and panties.  True to form, she had on a beige
demi-bra and matching hipster panties.  The lace and satin of her lingerie
looked beautiful on her tan, sexy body.  Her tan lines accented her
appearance.

   Mom reached out with her right hand and slipped the strap of the
baby-doll off my left shoulder.  The strap fell exposing my nipple. 
"There" she said, "that makes you look more like the slut you are."

   "Look at us - Mother and son!  You look so pretty in my little nighty.
How do I look?  Do you like to see Mommy in her bra and panties?  They just
barely cover Mommy's cunt and big dark nipples!  God you are so hard
sweetie!  You're close to cumming aren't you?  You're about to squirt your
panty-juice aren't you?  Let Mommy help."

   Mom reached out and ran her fingernail over my exposed nipple - I gasped
at her touch.  I stood in ecstasy stroking my cock and taking in Mommy's
sensual beauty.  She was in a kind of pose - she was leaning back a bit,
her left hand was back on her hip, and her right hand was on my nipple.

   She grinned, took my nipple between her fingertips and pinched It -
hard! Again I gasped.  Mom started murmuring encouragement to me "C'mon
baby!  Cummon baby, mmm, that's Mommy's little panty-boy.  Cum for Mommy
now, cum for Mommy - CUM!!"

   I did - I came hard!!  Two, three jets of my boy-cum squirted on to
Mommy's belly and panties . .  ..

   ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Standing there in Mommy's dressing room thinking
those shameful, naughty thoughts about my Mom, stroking my boner, and
twisting my nipple - I knew I was about to cum.  I couldn't risk staining
Mommy's things, so I stripped, folded the camisole and panties, and
carefully replaced them in her drawer.

   I had to finish this off in a way that was naughty however, so I lay
down in the middle of Mom's dressing room floor bare-naked.  Bare-naked in
Mommy's room!  I stroked my cock and felt the cool air on my naked body.  I
can still remember how intense my orgasm was.  I nearly cried as my balls
tightened and the jets of cum spurted onto my chest and belly.  

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