Mommy issues - CD confessions - part 1
When I was 30, I had to move in with my mother. Things had gone badly for me with the relationship I was in, and I really had no choice. Either that or go homeless.
It was odd going back home to live, but I soon settled in and tried to turn things around.
My mother by this point was about 50 years old, quite short, with a wrinkled but nice face. She also had a habit of walking around in her underwear. She'd done this for years - even when I was younger.
I was ok with that, and didn't pay much attention, until I was 'seduced' by my sister. She took great delight in getting me to dress up in my mothers underwear, while she would suck or jerk me off while I ate her pussy or her ass. I was just at the right time in my life to have all of this imprinted on me as a way to get sexual relief.
All the way until I left home, I used my mothers underwear in a variety of ways. She tended to have quite old fashioned underwear - full back panties, 1960's style bra's and bustierres, satin slips, hose rather than stockings, but I felt great to dress up in all this, and take a pair of used panties to sniff at and lick while I jerked off. I'd usually finish by blowing my load into the panties I'd been licking, then try and hide them back in the laundry basket. She must have known, though she never mentioned it, and she never caught me.
Now I was back at home, and not getting any sex, I soon reverted to my little fetish and started to 'borrow' her underwear again when I jerked off.
Because she still walked around in her underwear, and I associated that with sex, I soon found myself getting turned on by her, which of course made me jerk off more. Again, no mention of cum-filled panties in the wash so I was pretty sure I was getting away with it again.
As time went by, I couldn't help myself but make more contact - giving her hugs when she was in her undies, making sure to touch the side of her breasts as my arms went round her, resting my hands on the top of ass, slightly too long kisses on her mouth, sometimes on her neck, even the odd hug from behind where she must have been able to feel my hard-ish cock pushing into her ass.
Most nights before bed, she'd go up to her room, change into her nightie, then come back down to say goodnight. If she stood just right, the light would shine through the nightie and you could see her small, but still firm breasts, and a bushy dark mound at her crotch. So again it was hug and kiss time, then she went to bed, and then me jerking off to the image of her.
Then one day, I kind of snapped. She'd been out in the garden all morning, and I was doing something at the kitchen table. As lunch time approached she came back in, slipped of her shorts and shirt and stood at the kitchen sink in her bra and panties, washing the garden off of her. For some reason, I slipped out my already hard dick under the kitchen table and started to jerk off as I stared at her ass. After a couple of moments - still have no idea why - I stood up and walked over to her, Jerking my erect cock as I went. I got up behind her for a hug, my cock fitted snugly into her panty covered ass crack, as my arms went around her.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"You know what I'm doing. Don't turn around! Please!" I whispered into her ear.
As I started to move my hips, making my cock move up and down her ass crack, she sighed, bent over a little, and let me continue. As she bent over, I found my testicles pushed against her pussy, through the thin satin. The heat coming out of there was wonderful. I felt myself tensing up as I was starting to cum. Just before, I stepped back a little and pushed by cock into her thigh gap. With her hot pussy rubbing at the top of my dick, I fucked her thighs until I came long strings of cum, right onto the kitchen cabinets and floor. We stayed there a moment as my dick deflated, with me still holding her in a backward hug. A few moments later she extricated herself, went upstairs to put on fresh clothes, and I cleaned the jizz up from the kitchen.
As you can imagine, there is more to tell. If you liked this, let me know, and if there is interest, there will be a part 2.
It was odd going back home to live, but I soon settled in and tried to turn things around.
My mother by this point was about 50 years old, quite short, with a wrinkled but nice face. She also had a habit of walking around in her underwear. She'd done this for years - even when I was younger.
I was ok with that, and didn't pay much attention, until I was 'seduced' by my sister. She took great delight in getting me to dress up in my mothers underwear, while she would suck or jerk me off while I ate her pussy or her ass. I was just at the right time in my life to have all of this imprinted on me as a way to get sexual relief.
All the way until I left home, I used my mothers underwear in a variety of ways. She tended to have quite old fashioned underwear - full back panties, 1960's style bra's and bustierres, satin slips, hose rather than stockings, but I felt great to dress up in all this, and take a pair of used panties to sniff at and lick while I jerked off. I'd usually finish by blowing my load into the panties I'd been licking, then try and hide them back in the laundry basket. She must have known, though she never mentioned it, and she never caught me.
Now I was back at home, and not getting any sex, I soon reverted to my little fetish and started to 'borrow' her underwear again when I jerked off.
Because she still walked around in her underwear, and I associated that with sex, I soon found myself getting turned on by her, which of course made me jerk off more. Again, no mention of cum-filled panties in the wash so I was pretty sure I was getting away with it again.
As time went by, I couldn't help myself but make more contact - giving her hugs when she was in her undies, making sure to touch the side of her breasts as my arms went round her, resting my hands on the top of ass, slightly too long kisses on her mouth, sometimes on her neck, even the odd hug from behind where she must have been able to feel my hard-ish cock pushing into her ass.
Most nights before bed, she'd go up to her room, change into her nightie, then come back down to say goodnight. If she stood just right, the light would shine through the nightie and you could see her small, but still firm breasts, and a bushy dark mound at her crotch. So again it was hug and kiss time, then she went to bed, and then me jerking off to the image of her.
Then one day, I kind of snapped. She'd been out in the garden all morning, and I was doing something at the kitchen table. As lunch time approached she came back in, slipped of her shorts and shirt and stood at the kitchen sink in her bra and panties, washing the garden off of her. For some reason, I slipped out my already hard dick under the kitchen table and started to jerk off as I stared at her ass. After a couple of moments - still have no idea why - I stood up and walked over to her, Jerking my erect cock as I went. I got up behind her for a hug, my cock fitted snugly into her panty covered ass crack, as my arms went around her.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"You know what I'm doing. Don't turn around! Please!" I whispered into her ear.
As I started to move my hips, making my cock move up and down her ass crack, she sighed, bent over a little, and let me continue. As she bent over, I found my testicles pushed against her pussy, through the thin satin. The heat coming out of there was wonderful. I felt myself tensing up as I was starting to cum. Just before, I stepped back a little and pushed by cock into her thigh gap. With her hot pussy rubbing at the top of my dick, I fucked her thighs until I came long strings of cum, right onto the kitchen cabinets and floor. We stayed there a moment as my dick deflated, with me still holding her in a backward hug. A few moments later she extricated herself, went upstairs to put on fresh clothes, and I cleaned the jizz up from the kitchen.
As you can imagine, there is more to tell. If you liked this, let me know, and if there is interest, there will be a part 2.
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