Awkwardly Drifting into an Affair
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Mom is having an affair, its probably not the worst thing to ever happen, dad has had loads of affairs, mom has even caught him on a couple of occasions, but for some reason they stay married. Dad is in a high powered job, and to be honest he’s very wealthy, so mom has always stuck by him no matter what.
Several week ago, I was at home one night with mom. We were watching an old film, the graduate, where an older woman seduces a young guy, the movie was a bit racy and I expected mom to make some excuse that I wouldn’t watch it, but we both sat and watched the whole thing. Parts of the film really turned me on, and I kept a cushion in my lap so she wouldn’t see my erection.
About two weeks later, I was off school when there was a knock on the door, I took the parcel off the guy, and bringing it back into the kitchen I handed it to mom. She opened the parcel, “Oh perfect timing, I was expecting this” she pulled the contents out on to the kitchen table, it was some lingerie, not like mom’s usual, the bra and panties looked very expensive and there was also a pair of nylon stockings, mom is normally a pantyhose wearer. Before I got a proper view, she stuffed them back in the parcel, and took them upstairs. About twenty minutes later she was back in the kitchen, her phone ringing. She spoke to dad, who was obviously telling her he’d be home late, when she mentioned that she was going to her book club meeting that night, so she’d be out late too. I thought nothing of all that, it was a regular conversation in our house.
Later on, I was reading in my room, the door cracked open, I heard mom in the shower, glancing up as she came out with just a towel around her, she went into her room, and I could see her sitting at her dressing table, she dried and styled her hair, then put her make up on. I was beginning to think she wasn’t dressing for a book club meeting. I was able to watch as she selected a dress from the wardrobe, I had only seen her wear it once, the skirt was much shorter than her normal dresses, the black dress was very low cut, and showed off her cleavage. She began pulling on her lingerie, the lingerie she had received that morning, the black bra and panties were virtually see through, when she was pulling on the stockings, the vision of her reminded me of the scene in the film when Mrs Robinson seduced the young guy, I could feel the bulge growing in my pants, when I heard mom calling me. “Ben, can you help me for a moment.
I called back “sure”, knocked on her door, and she invited me in.
Along with the bra and panties she had received a suspender belt, which she was clipping behind her back, “Can you help me with this, I cant clip this to my stockings”. She had one foot on the chair, and was trying to adjust the clasp. “If you can just clip this on, it would be a great help hun.”. I helped her fix the suspender belt, then she smoothed the stockings out, fixing the lace tops and the seem down the back of her leg. “Thanks Hun” she said again, hugging me. As I was leaving her room, she was stepping in to the dress, and jeez she looked so sexy.
As mom climbed into her car, waving good bye to me, I watched her drive slowly down the road. Grabbing my bike I sped across the short cut, just in time to see the direction mom went in, cycling as fast as I could I managed to keep her in my sights, until she pulled in to a motel down the road. I watched her walk in, leaning my bike against the wall, then saw her walking along the glass corridor and turning in to room 6. This definitely was not the venue for a book club meeting. She closed the room door, I ran around the back of the motel, counting the windows along the building, one room had a light on, and the curtains were only partly drawn. Mom was in the room, slowly unzipping the dress, stripping down to her lingerie, she walked over to the window, opening the window slightly, then unhooking her bra. I could feel the bulge in my pants strain against the denim as I watched her large breasts shake free. I stood and continued watching.
There was something about the whole thing, mom began by giving a blowjob, sucking the hard cock until just before it came, the way she bent over, her panties all but see through, her pretty face, reflecting in the mirror with her mouth full of hard penis. Judging by the sounds, the blowjob was one of the best. She pulled her panties down, then straddling his face, she moaned as she rode his tongue. Finally she shifted on to the hard cock, riding it hard, her breasts bouncing up and down, as she fucked his cock. After several minutes she switched positions, bending over the bed, taking his cock from behind, her partner holding on to her hips as she got fucked hard. They both orgasmed loudly. Mom began to get dressed, putting back on her bra and panties, she hadn’t removed her stockings, which I think lead to my nylon obsession.
I sneaked back around to the front of the hotel, just in time to see mom leave the room, fully dressed. I sped home, dropping my bike in the garage before running up to my room. Through the window, I saw mom’s car pull into the drive, heard her climbing the stairs, moments before I heard dad arriving home.
“I’m home hun” dad called.
“I’m just going to bed” she responded
“I’ll be up in five minutes” dad called back
There was a gentle knock on my bedroom door, the door opened, mom was standing there, wearing just her lingerie. “Oh good you’re awake Ben, I need you to do me a favour, to keep a secret, I’ll explain everything in the morning”
“Sure mom, anything, what is it”
“It’s a little embarrassing, I need you to hide my lingerie, if your dad found out what I bought he might be mad”. She unhooked her bra, her breasts falling free, then unhooked her suspender belt, placing her foot on the bed beside me, rolling her stockings down one by one, her panties, the see through crotch visible between her legs. Finally she pulled her panties down, revealing her pussy, clean shaven, the lips a little puffy. She folded the lingerie in to a neat pile, kissed me on the forehead, as she handed the pile of underwear to me, and disappeared, naked through the bedroom door.
Moments later I heard dad at the top of the stairs, knocking at their bedroom door, “Are you dressed”? he asked as he entered.
I sat on my bed for a few minutes, feeling the soft material of her lingerie between my fingers, then noticing the dampness in the crotch of her panties, I put them to my nose, sniffing her scent. I felt so turned on, I wrapped her panties around my cock, imagining it was my cock she had fucked in the motel room. My cock was solid hard, as I masturbated in to her panties, I could feel the soft nylon of her stockings against my thighs, I picked up one of her stockings, wrapping it several times around my cock, partly reducing the sensitivity but the feeling of the nylon adding to my pleasure, when I came I blasted wads of cum in to her panties, the creamy cum pushing through the fine material like marshmallows.
I woke the next morning, mom’s hand on my shoulder, slowly my eye’s adjusted to the light, she grinned down on me, “did you sleep well?, I wasn’t sure if I should wake you”
“It’s ok mom, I’m fine”
“Your dad left for work a couple of hours ago, and I came in to say thanks for doing that last night, I was going to wash my lingerie, but I could only see my bra and one stocking and my suspender belt” she had the three items in her hand, I looked down the bed, the stocking she had in her hand was still half under the covers. She pulled it and it slipped from under the sheets. “Oh, here’s the other stocking” she said, it seems to be under your sheet”, she tugged it, I felt it pull against my cock, it was still wrapped around my cock. As she tugged it, I felt my cock harden.
“It’s ok mom, I’ll do it for you”. She pulled again. “I’ll bring it down when I get dressed mom” but I felt her hand on my sheet, pulling the cotton aside with one hand, the other hand still tugging on her stocking. The cool morning air hit my legs as the sheet slid off me, I felt my restricted cock spring free from the constraints of my sheet, and my erection sprung skyward. With mom still tugging on her stocking and my groin being uncovered, she looked down. I followed the path of her eyes, my hard cock was wrapped in her stocking, her panties still covering the tip of my cock, the creamy stains obvious in the material. I felt mom tug the stocking one more time, as if in a final attempt to free the nylon. Whether it was a mixture of the sensation of the nylon, the morning wood I had, or the fact that someone other than me was pulling at my cock, I’m not sure. But suddenly I saw my cock jerk, the soft light panties, hiding the head of my cock, but not hiding the sudden gush of cum building up as it soaked through the material.
Mom had inadvertently jerked me off.
“Oh” she said, “It’s ok, will you bring them down when you’ve showered, and I’ll wash them. Do you want breakfast?”
A short while later I entered the kitchen, clinging on to her stocking and panties, “I’ll put them in the washer for you mom”
“Its ok, sit down and eat your breakfast” she took the cum soiled lingerie off me and putting them in the washer. “Don’t be embarrassed Hun, its only natural, we all need pleasure, and sometimes, well pleasure can be found in strange places, its not up to me to question” she poured me a coffee. “maybe if your dad realised about my pleasure he’d be home more often” she mumbled her last statement. She didn’t mention our episode again and acted as if it hadn’t happened.
The following Thursday another package arrived for mom, this time she didn’t open it when I handed it to her, later I heard her on the phone again to dad, telling him she was going to book club again. I waited in my room, like the previous week, hoping to see her getting dressed, but she had closed her door tightly. When she was dressed, I heard her downstairs at the front door, she called my name, I answered. “Will you bring down my phone hun, I left it on my bed, I’m going to my book club, but I wont be too late”. I found her phone and brought it down to her. She was standing at the front door, the dress she was wearing was a new red dress, the skirt as short as the black dress she had worn the week before, but the skirt wasn’t tight, in fact it was the opposite. As she turned to leave, she bent down to pick up her bag, the skirt rose up and I got sight of her stockings and panties beneath her skirt, the same lingerie she had worn the week before.
I watched her car drive away, ran to the garage and got my bike. I sped through the short cut, but there was no sign of her car. I took the chance and cycled to the motel she had visited the previous week. I found her car in the car park, and as I looked up I saw her disappear in to a room, room 8.
Around the back of the hotel, counting the windows, I found room 8, the lights were on, I could see mom through the open curtains, but couldn’t see anyone else. She opened her dress, slowly each button released, she let the dress drop to the floor so she was standing in just her lingerie. I was waiting for someone to come out of the bathroom, but there was no sign. Mom walked towards the window, opening it wide, she stood for a moment, looking into the darkness where I cowered. She reached behind her back, freeing her bra, releasing her breasts, still looking into the dark.
“Ben” her voice was soft, quiet. “Ben, come here please”. Slowly I stood up, appearing from behind the bush. I walked towards the open window, “I thought you’d follow me, I saw you here last week didn’t I” I nodded. “Come in” she stepped away from the window, as I climbed in. “look in my bag” she asked me. I picked her bag off the table opening it. Inside was the parcel she had received that morning, I pulled it out. “Open it” she said, I did as I was told, inside was some lingerie, similar to hers but in red. “lay it out on the bed” she said, she watched intently as I did what she asked, a pair of panties, a suspender belt, a pair of stockings. There was no bra, I checked the bag for a bra, but she didn’t say anything. “Now take your clothes off Ben”. I stood for a moment before it dawned on me, that the lingerie I had laid out on the bed was for me. Slowly I undressed, nervously, finally pulling my shorts down. As nervous as I was, my cock was still half erect.
“Give me the suspender belt” she said. She turned and closed the curtains as I picked up the item, she wrapped it around my waist and fastened it, “Now the stockings” one by one I put on the soft nylon stockings, she fastened them to the suspender belt, fixing the seams as I had watched her do the previous week. “Now the panties” she said, again I did as I was told, pulling them up to my waist, she stepped towards me, fixing the waist of the panties, then I felt her hand creep inside the fine material, her fingers wrapped around my cock. She positioned my cock, which was now fully erect, inside the panties, she turned me towards the mirror, standing behind me, as if admiring my outfit in a clothes shop. She reached around my front, placing her hand over the front of the panties, putting gentle pressure on my cock beneath. Slowly her hand moved up and down, masturbating my cock. The panties were stretching against my erection, when the head of my cock popped out the top of the waist band. Her hand went still. She stepped away from me, placing her foot on the bed, as I watched her in the mirror, she rolled one of her own stockings down her leg, then she took the stocking and wrapped it around the tip of my cock, tying a light knot in the nylon. She began tugging at the stocking, my cock jerking with her movements. I could feel my balls begin to swell, a grunt came from deep inside me, one more tug from my mom, and my cock was spewing cum on to my chest. She continued to tug on her stocking, continuing my orgasm with every pull. Finally I had to beg her to stop.
She released the stocking from my cock, sliding the head of my cock back inside the panties. She sucked her hand, cleaning my cum from her fingers. We stood saying nothing as we both watched my cock soften inside the panties.
She told me to sit on the bed, while she got some wipes and cleaned the cum from my chest. When I was clean, she stood in front of me, “Does lingerie turn you on” she asked. I nodded. “Does my lingerie turn you on” I nodded again. Her hand was rubbing her pussy through her panties, she reached out, running her hand up my stockinged leg, on to my panties, my cock responding to her touch. I was getting hard again. She pushed me back on the bed, pulling my panties off, my cock sprung upright. She climbed on to the bed, straddling my face, lowering her panty clad pussy on to my waiting mouth. I could taste the dampness in her panties as she grinded herself against my tongue. Her hand was jerking my cock, I could hear her moan. She climbed off my mouth, then she turned, pulled her panties aside, and lowered her pussy on to my cock. I slid in easily as she moaned, her hips moving up and down as she rode my cock. She was cumming, her orgasm hard and intense, I could feel her pussy squeezing my cock, until I suddenly began to cum, my hot seed spraying into her, she kept riding me, draining me of my cum.
When I finally stopped pimping cum into her, she climbed off, pulling her panties back into place, cupping the crotch against her pussy, as if sealing my cum inside. She lay beside me, head to toe for a few minutes, holding her panties against her pussy. She sat up, slowly removing her panties, carefully placing the black panties on my legs and pulling them up my legs. She pulled them over my balls and soft cock, then pressing the soft material against my skin, pressing the wet cum against me.
“Put on your jeans” she ordered.
I went to loosen the suspender belt.
“No, leave your lingerie on, put you clothes on over it”
I did as I was told, then she pointed to the window, “Go home, don’t shower, go straight to bed”
The cycle home was strange, but exciting, feeling the lingerie rubbing against me as I cycled, feeling the soft nylon stocking against my legs with every push of the pedals. I climbed into bed, leaving the lingerie on, I heard mom arrive home, she came into my room, saying nothing, she took off her dress and lingerie, folded it neatly, leaving it in my room, then she went to bed.
I woke the following morning feeling someone pulling my sheet from my bed. As my eyes focused I saw mom, naked standing beside my bed, she sat on the edge of the bed looking me up and down, I was still wearing her panties, the cum dried in to the soft material, I also had the stockings on, and the red suspender belt. Mom was reattaching one of the clips of the belt to my stocking that had come loose over the night. She ran her hand gently along my nylon stocking, up and down my leg, her hand caressing the lace top, playing with the clip from the suspender belt.
“Mom” I asked.
“Yes hun”
“Can I ask you a question”
“Sure”
“A couple of weeks ago, in the motel, did you know I was there”
“Yes, I saw you through the window”
“The guy you were with, what if dad found out about him”
“You’re dad and I have a sort of agreement, he has been unfaithful so many times, but we agreed, as long as any meet ups we arrange are just one night stands, neither of us will ever complain”
“And, that night, when you asked me to help with your stockings, why did you ask me?”
“I had seen the effect the film, the graduate, had on you, when Mrs Robinson had seduced the guy, and I must admit, I wondered if I would have the same effect on you, obviously I did, and when I saw you watching me, I decided to see if it was possible for me to seduce you”. I said nothing, just lying there, her hand still caressing my leg. She leaned forward, kissing my cheek, the way your mom would normally kiss your cheek, but I could feel her breast rub against my bare chest. She kissed me a second time, this time on the lips, just for a second. Her hand moved up my leg, I felt it against the black panties, just touching me softly. She kissed me again, I felt her mouth open, her tongue pressing against my lips, my mouth opened and her tongue found mine, as we kissed, her hand was rubbing my already hard cock through the panties. I heard her whisper, “I love how lingerie feels against my skin”
I felt her move, she swung her leg over mine, straddling my thigh, I could feel her grinding her pussy against my nylon stocking, she sighed, moved upwards, her pussy rubbed against my panties, grinding against the shaft of my cock, I could feel her dampness through the thin material. She lowered her breast to my mouth, I sucked her nipple, the most natural instinct, the nipple that fed me for the start of my life. She moaned, lowered her head to my ear, I could feel her heavy breathing, then she muttered, “Fuck me please”. Her hand was tugging at my panties, trying to lower them while still grinding against them. She pulled away from me, pulling my panties down, my cock sprung to attention, she then moved over my cock lowering herself down on to me. She began riding my cock, slowly at first then speeding up, her breasts swaying as she fucked me. I felt so turned on, twelve hours after losing my virginity to my mom, I was fucking her again. I was concentrating on holding back my orgasm, when she pulled off my cock.
“Fuck me from behind she ordered”, she climbed on to the edge of the bed, her legs hanging over the side, her butt up in the air. I stepped up behind her, the first time I had looked at her ass, I had admired her ass, a perfect peach shape, with her pussy slit positioned between her beautiful ass cheeks. She reached between her legs, finding my cock, guiding it between her legs, into her hot wet hole. I grabbed her hips and started fucking her, she was moaning loudly, with each thrust of my hips against her she gasped. I only managed to last a few minutes before I felt the build up of anticipation in my balls, as they began to throb, she called out, “I’m cumming, I’m cumming, don’t stop, fuck me harder”. I slammed my cock home one more time, just as my body began to expel my cum deep in to her. “Oh fuck you’re cumming too, you’re cum feels so hot” she pushed her ass back against me, her pussy squeezing every drop of my cum. I tried to start fucking her again, but my cock slipped out of her pussy, a trail of our mixed cum connecting me to her pussy. She collapsed forward into the pillow, I tried to get my cock back in to her pussy, but I was softening too quickly. Mom was panting on the bed as I stood watching my cock deflating.
I sat on the bed beside her, neither of us speaking for a while, both trying to regain our breath and energy. When mom eventually got her breath back, she looked at me, “I think I might go shopping today and buy some more lingerie, would you like to join me, and maybe we could get some matching sets”
Mom’s affair has lasted years, and we still love dressing up together, I do wish though that I could share my secret fetish with my wife, and maybe even get her to join me and mom one day.
Several week ago, I was at home one night with mom. We were watching an old film, the graduate, where an older woman seduces a young guy, the movie was a bit racy and I expected mom to make some excuse that I wouldn’t watch it, but we both sat and watched the whole thing. Parts of the film really turned me on, and I kept a cushion in my lap so she wouldn’t see my erection.
About two weeks later, I was off school when there was a knock on the door, I took the parcel off the guy, and bringing it back into the kitchen I handed it to mom. She opened the parcel, “Oh perfect timing, I was expecting this” she pulled the contents out on to the kitchen table, it was some lingerie, not like mom’s usual, the bra and panties looked very expensive and there was also a pair of nylon stockings, mom is normally a pantyhose wearer. Before I got a proper view, she stuffed them back in the parcel, and took them upstairs. About twenty minutes later she was back in the kitchen, her phone ringing. She spoke to dad, who was obviously telling her he’d be home late, when she mentioned that she was going to her book club meeting that night, so she’d be out late too. I thought nothing of all that, it was a regular conversation in our house.
Later on, I was reading in my room, the door cracked open, I heard mom in the shower, glancing up as she came out with just a towel around her, she went into her room, and I could see her sitting at her dressing table, she dried and styled her hair, then put her make up on. I was beginning to think she wasn’t dressing for a book club meeting. I was able to watch as she selected a dress from the wardrobe, I had only seen her wear it once, the skirt was much shorter than her normal dresses, the black dress was very low cut, and showed off her cleavage. She began pulling on her lingerie, the lingerie she had received that morning, the black bra and panties were virtually see through, when she was pulling on the stockings, the vision of her reminded me of the scene in the film when Mrs Robinson seduced the young guy, I could feel the bulge growing in my pants, when I heard mom calling me. “Ben, can you help me for a moment.
I called back “sure”, knocked on her door, and she invited me in.
Along with the bra and panties she had received a suspender belt, which she was clipping behind her back, “Can you help me with this, I cant clip this to my stockings”. She had one foot on the chair, and was trying to adjust the clasp. “If you can just clip this on, it would be a great help hun.”. I helped her fix the suspender belt, then she smoothed the stockings out, fixing the lace tops and the seem down the back of her leg. “Thanks Hun” she said again, hugging me. As I was leaving her room, she was stepping in to the dress, and jeez she looked so sexy.
As mom climbed into her car, waving good bye to me, I watched her drive slowly down the road. Grabbing my bike I sped across the short cut, just in time to see the direction mom went in, cycling as fast as I could I managed to keep her in my sights, until she pulled in to a motel down the road. I watched her walk in, leaning my bike against the wall, then saw her walking along the glass corridor and turning in to room 6. This definitely was not the venue for a book club meeting. She closed the room door, I ran around the back of the motel, counting the windows along the building, one room had a light on, and the curtains were only partly drawn. Mom was in the room, slowly unzipping the dress, stripping down to her lingerie, she walked over to the window, opening the window slightly, then unhooking her bra. I could feel the bulge in my pants strain against the denim as I watched her large breasts shake free. I stood and continued watching.
There was something about the whole thing, mom began by giving a blowjob, sucking the hard cock until just before it came, the way she bent over, her panties all but see through, her pretty face, reflecting in the mirror with her mouth full of hard penis. Judging by the sounds, the blowjob was one of the best. She pulled her panties down, then straddling his face, she moaned as she rode his tongue. Finally she shifted on to the hard cock, riding it hard, her breasts bouncing up and down, as she fucked his cock. After several minutes she switched positions, bending over the bed, taking his cock from behind, her partner holding on to her hips as she got fucked hard. They both orgasmed loudly. Mom began to get dressed, putting back on her bra and panties, she hadn’t removed her stockings, which I think lead to my nylon obsession.
I sneaked back around to the front of the hotel, just in time to see mom leave the room, fully dressed. I sped home, dropping my bike in the garage before running up to my room. Through the window, I saw mom’s car pull into the drive, heard her climbing the stairs, moments before I heard dad arriving home.
“I’m home hun” dad called.
“I’m just going to bed” she responded
“I’ll be up in five minutes” dad called back
There was a gentle knock on my bedroom door, the door opened, mom was standing there, wearing just her lingerie. “Oh good you’re awake Ben, I need you to do me a favour, to keep a secret, I’ll explain everything in the morning”
“Sure mom, anything, what is it”
“It’s a little embarrassing, I need you to hide my lingerie, if your dad found out what I bought he might be mad”. She unhooked her bra, her breasts falling free, then unhooked her suspender belt, placing her foot on the bed beside me, rolling her stockings down one by one, her panties, the see through crotch visible between her legs. Finally she pulled her panties down, revealing her pussy, clean shaven, the lips a little puffy. She folded the lingerie in to a neat pile, kissed me on the forehead, as she handed the pile of underwear to me, and disappeared, naked through the bedroom door.
Moments later I heard dad at the top of the stairs, knocking at their bedroom door, “Are you dressed”? he asked as he entered.
I sat on my bed for a few minutes, feeling the soft material of her lingerie between my fingers, then noticing the dampness in the crotch of her panties, I put them to my nose, sniffing her scent. I felt so turned on, I wrapped her panties around my cock, imagining it was my cock she had fucked in the motel room. My cock was solid hard, as I masturbated in to her panties, I could feel the soft nylon of her stockings against my thighs, I picked up one of her stockings, wrapping it several times around my cock, partly reducing the sensitivity but the feeling of the nylon adding to my pleasure, when I came I blasted wads of cum in to her panties, the creamy cum pushing through the fine material like marshmallows.
I woke the next morning, mom’s hand on my shoulder, slowly my eye’s adjusted to the light, she grinned down on me, “did you sleep well?, I wasn’t sure if I should wake you”
“It’s ok mom, I’m fine”
“Your dad left for work a couple of hours ago, and I came in to say thanks for doing that last night, I was going to wash my lingerie, but I could only see my bra and one stocking and my suspender belt” she had the three items in her hand, I looked down the bed, the stocking she had in her hand was still half under the covers. She pulled it and it slipped from under the sheets. “Oh, here’s the other stocking” she said, it seems to be under your sheet”, she tugged it, I felt it pull against my cock, it was still wrapped around my cock. As she tugged it, I felt my cock harden.
“It’s ok mom, I’ll do it for you”. She pulled again. “I’ll bring it down when I get dressed mom” but I felt her hand on my sheet, pulling the cotton aside with one hand, the other hand still tugging on her stocking. The cool morning air hit my legs as the sheet slid off me, I felt my restricted cock spring free from the constraints of my sheet, and my erection sprung skyward. With mom still tugging on her stocking and my groin being uncovered, she looked down. I followed the path of her eyes, my hard cock was wrapped in her stocking, her panties still covering the tip of my cock, the creamy stains obvious in the material. I felt mom tug the stocking one more time, as if in a final attempt to free the nylon. Whether it was a mixture of the sensation of the nylon, the morning wood I had, or the fact that someone other than me was pulling at my cock, I’m not sure. But suddenly I saw my cock jerk, the soft light panties, hiding the head of my cock, but not hiding the sudden gush of cum building up as it soaked through the material.
Mom had inadvertently jerked me off.
“Oh” she said, “It’s ok, will you bring them down when you’ve showered, and I’ll wash them. Do you want breakfast?”
A short while later I entered the kitchen, clinging on to her stocking and panties, “I’ll put them in the washer for you mom”
“Its ok, sit down and eat your breakfast” she took the cum soiled lingerie off me and putting them in the washer. “Don’t be embarrassed Hun, its only natural, we all need pleasure, and sometimes, well pleasure can be found in strange places, its not up to me to question” she poured me a coffee. “maybe if your dad realised about my pleasure he’d be home more often” she mumbled her last statement. She didn’t mention our episode again and acted as if it hadn’t happened.
The following Thursday another package arrived for mom, this time she didn’t open it when I handed it to her, later I heard her on the phone again to dad, telling him she was going to book club again. I waited in my room, like the previous week, hoping to see her getting dressed, but she had closed her door tightly. When she was dressed, I heard her downstairs at the front door, she called my name, I answered. “Will you bring down my phone hun, I left it on my bed, I’m going to my book club, but I wont be too late”. I found her phone and brought it down to her. She was standing at the front door, the dress she was wearing was a new red dress, the skirt as short as the black dress she had worn the week before, but the skirt wasn’t tight, in fact it was the opposite. As she turned to leave, she bent down to pick up her bag, the skirt rose up and I got sight of her stockings and panties beneath her skirt, the same lingerie she had worn the week before.
I watched her car drive away, ran to the garage and got my bike. I sped through the short cut, but there was no sign of her car. I took the chance and cycled to the motel she had visited the previous week. I found her car in the car park, and as I looked up I saw her disappear in to a room, room 8.
Around the back of the hotel, counting the windows, I found room 8, the lights were on, I could see mom through the open curtains, but couldn’t see anyone else. She opened her dress, slowly each button released, she let the dress drop to the floor so she was standing in just her lingerie. I was waiting for someone to come out of the bathroom, but there was no sign. Mom walked towards the window, opening it wide, she stood for a moment, looking into the darkness where I cowered. She reached behind her back, freeing her bra, releasing her breasts, still looking into the dark.
“Ben” her voice was soft, quiet. “Ben, come here please”. Slowly I stood up, appearing from behind the bush. I walked towards the open window, “I thought you’d follow me, I saw you here last week didn’t I” I nodded. “Come in” she stepped away from the window, as I climbed in. “look in my bag” she asked me. I picked her bag off the table opening it. Inside was the parcel she had received that morning, I pulled it out. “Open it” she said, I did as I was told, inside was some lingerie, similar to hers but in red. “lay it out on the bed” she said, she watched intently as I did what she asked, a pair of panties, a suspender belt, a pair of stockings. There was no bra, I checked the bag for a bra, but she didn’t say anything. “Now take your clothes off Ben”. I stood for a moment before it dawned on me, that the lingerie I had laid out on the bed was for me. Slowly I undressed, nervously, finally pulling my shorts down. As nervous as I was, my cock was still half erect.
“Give me the suspender belt” she said. She turned and closed the curtains as I picked up the item, she wrapped it around my waist and fastened it, “Now the stockings” one by one I put on the soft nylon stockings, she fastened them to the suspender belt, fixing the seams as I had watched her do the previous week. “Now the panties” she said, again I did as I was told, pulling them up to my waist, she stepped towards me, fixing the waist of the panties, then I felt her hand creep inside the fine material, her fingers wrapped around my cock. She positioned my cock, which was now fully erect, inside the panties, she turned me towards the mirror, standing behind me, as if admiring my outfit in a clothes shop. She reached around my front, placing her hand over the front of the panties, putting gentle pressure on my cock beneath. Slowly her hand moved up and down, masturbating my cock. The panties were stretching against my erection, when the head of my cock popped out the top of the waist band. Her hand went still. She stepped away from me, placing her foot on the bed, as I watched her in the mirror, she rolled one of her own stockings down her leg, then she took the stocking and wrapped it around the tip of my cock, tying a light knot in the nylon. She began tugging at the stocking, my cock jerking with her movements. I could feel my balls begin to swell, a grunt came from deep inside me, one more tug from my mom, and my cock was spewing cum on to my chest. She continued to tug on her stocking, continuing my orgasm with every pull. Finally I had to beg her to stop.
She released the stocking from my cock, sliding the head of my cock back inside the panties. She sucked her hand, cleaning my cum from her fingers. We stood saying nothing as we both watched my cock soften inside the panties.
She told me to sit on the bed, while she got some wipes and cleaned the cum from my chest. When I was clean, she stood in front of me, “Does lingerie turn you on” she asked. I nodded. “Does my lingerie turn you on” I nodded again. Her hand was rubbing her pussy through her panties, she reached out, running her hand up my stockinged leg, on to my panties, my cock responding to her touch. I was getting hard again. She pushed me back on the bed, pulling my panties off, my cock sprung upright. She climbed on to the bed, straddling my face, lowering her panty clad pussy on to my waiting mouth. I could taste the dampness in her panties as she grinded herself against my tongue. Her hand was jerking my cock, I could hear her moan. She climbed off my mouth, then she turned, pulled her panties aside, and lowered her pussy on to my cock. I slid in easily as she moaned, her hips moving up and down as she rode my cock. She was cumming, her orgasm hard and intense, I could feel her pussy squeezing my cock, until I suddenly began to cum, my hot seed spraying into her, she kept riding me, draining me of my cum.
When I finally stopped pimping cum into her, she climbed off, pulling her panties back into place, cupping the crotch against her pussy, as if sealing my cum inside. She lay beside me, head to toe for a few minutes, holding her panties against her pussy. She sat up, slowly removing her panties, carefully placing the black panties on my legs and pulling them up my legs. She pulled them over my balls and soft cock, then pressing the soft material against my skin, pressing the wet cum against me.
“Put on your jeans” she ordered.
I went to loosen the suspender belt.
“No, leave your lingerie on, put you clothes on over it”
I did as I was told, then she pointed to the window, “Go home, don’t shower, go straight to bed”
The cycle home was strange, but exciting, feeling the lingerie rubbing against me as I cycled, feeling the soft nylon stocking against my legs with every push of the pedals. I climbed into bed, leaving the lingerie on, I heard mom arrive home, she came into my room, saying nothing, she took off her dress and lingerie, folded it neatly, leaving it in my room, then she went to bed.
I woke the following morning feeling someone pulling my sheet from my bed. As my eyes focused I saw mom, naked standing beside my bed, she sat on the edge of the bed looking me up and down, I was still wearing her panties, the cum dried in to the soft material, I also had the stockings on, and the red suspender belt. Mom was reattaching one of the clips of the belt to my stocking that had come loose over the night. She ran her hand gently along my nylon stocking, up and down my leg, her hand caressing the lace top, playing with the clip from the suspender belt.
“Mom” I asked.
“Yes hun”
“Can I ask you a question”
“Sure”
“A couple of weeks ago, in the motel, did you know I was there”
“Yes, I saw you through the window”
“The guy you were with, what if dad found out about him”
“You’re dad and I have a sort of agreement, he has been unfaithful so many times, but we agreed, as long as any meet ups we arrange are just one night stands, neither of us will ever complain”
“And, that night, when you asked me to help with your stockings, why did you ask me?”
“I had seen the effect the film, the graduate, had on you, when Mrs Robinson had seduced the guy, and I must admit, I wondered if I would have the same effect on you, obviously I did, and when I saw you watching me, I decided to see if it was possible for me to seduce you”. I said nothing, just lying there, her hand still caressing my leg. She leaned forward, kissing my cheek, the way your mom would normally kiss your cheek, but I could feel her breast rub against my bare chest. She kissed me a second time, this time on the lips, just for a second. Her hand moved up my leg, I felt it against the black panties, just touching me softly. She kissed me again, I felt her mouth open, her tongue pressing against my lips, my mouth opened and her tongue found mine, as we kissed, her hand was rubbing my already hard cock through the panties. I heard her whisper, “I love how lingerie feels against my skin”
I felt her move, she swung her leg over mine, straddling my thigh, I could feel her grinding her pussy against my nylon stocking, she sighed, moved upwards, her pussy rubbed against my panties, grinding against the shaft of my cock, I could feel her dampness through the thin material. She lowered her breast to my mouth, I sucked her nipple, the most natural instinct, the nipple that fed me for the start of my life. She moaned, lowered her head to my ear, I could feel her heavy breathing, then she muttered, “Fuck me please”. Her hand was tugging at my panties, trying to lower them while still grinding against them. She pulled away from me, pulling my panties down, my cock sprung to attention, she then moved over my cock lowering herself down on to me. She began riding my cock, slowly at first then speeding up, her breasts swaying as she fucked me. I felt so turned on, twelve hours after losing my virginity to my mom, I was fucking her again. I was concentrating on holding back my orgasm, when she pulled off my cock.
“Fuck me from behind she ordered”, she climbed on to the edge of the bed, her legs hanging over the side, her butt up in the air. I stepped up behind her, the first time I had looked at her ass, I had admired her ass, a perfect peach shape, with her pussy slit positioned between her beautiful ass cheeks. She reached between her legs, finding my cock, guiding it between her legs, into her hot wet hole. I grabbed her hips and started fucking her, she was moaning loudly, with each thrust of my hips against her she gasped. I only managed to last a few minutes before I felt the build up of anticipation in my balls, as they began to throb, she called out, “I’m cumming, I’m cumming, don’t stop, fuck me harder”. I slammed my cock home one more time, just as my body began to expel my cum deep in to her. “Oh fuck you’re cumming too, you’re cum feels so hot” she pushed her ass back against me, her pussy squeezing every drop of my cum. I tried to start fucking her again, but my cock slipped out of her pussy, a trail of our mixed cum connecting me to her pussy. She collapsed forward into the pillow, I tried to get my cock back in to her pussy, but I was softening too quickly. Mom was panting on the bed as I stood watching my cock deflating.
I sat on the bed beside her, neither of us speaking for a while, both trying to regain our breath and energy. When mom eventually got her breath back, she looked at me, “I think I might go shopping today and buy some more lingerie, would you like to join me, and maybe we could get some matching sets”
Mom’s affair has lasted years, and we still love dressing up together, I do wish though that I could share my secret fetish with my wife, and maybe even get her to join me and mom one day.
Safiya
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