I Was **** In My Mom's LingerieWhen I was about 7 years old, I became fascinated by my mom’s sexy underwear. While she was doing chores or getting ready to go out or to work she often wore just a robe over her bra and panties and sometimes when it was warm in the house just her bra and panties all around the house!
She wore nice stuff to, usually matching sets with lace and details and sheer panels. She was a nice curvy lady then, 38D **** and size 7 panties, but still a nice waistline even after three kids. I thought she was beautiful and I loved how men looked at her when we went out shopping and stuff. She dressed to show off her figure, didn’t mind men noticing, and responded when they expressed their appreciation, if you get my drift.
Although she was very sexy, I think she dreamed of being slim like she once had been. When I went sneaking through her dresser to check out her underwear, I discovered she had kept all her old stuff in the bottom drawer. Here was a collection of lovely bras, panties, slips, and even sexier stuff like torsolletes and garterbelts, mostly 34B bras and size 5 panties—which I quickly learned were only barely too big for me (and within a couple of years were perfect fits)
From the time I discovered them, I began playing in her old lingerie every chance I had.
Since I didn’t get caught, I got more brazen, wearing first panties then bras to under my cloths when I got home…then all day to school too! Bty the time summer came I was wearing panties exclusively and a problem arose…they were all starting to be dirty but I could not just put them in the laundry.
My brother and sister were away, so I put on a bra and panties and collected up the rest to do a load of wash so they would all be clean again. Everything was going fine until my mom came home early while they were still in the dryer and I was in the back yard playing dressed in her old pink bra and panty set.
I heard the dryer stop and thinking it was done went to get the stuff out…and walked in on my mom who was unloading the dryer with a smile upon her face. There was no point in running, so I just stood there shocked as she smiled at me and said, “How about these just be yours now, ok?” She explained that she had known for a while but had not wanted to embarrass me about it.
It was OK! And suddenly I had my own lingerie to wear!
She led me to my room where she helped me fold everything and put it in my drawers. She took my “boy” underwear out and threw it in the trash can in my room, saying, “You never wear this anymore anyway.” As we put “my” lingerie away she explained how some of it was for everyday wear and other was really “for special occasions”, not to wear like to school. She admonished me to “be careful” because if people knew they would not understand.
Some people still don’t understand, but lots of guys appreciate when I wear “special occasion” lingerie for them!
An older boy down the street, he was 11 then, was by best friend. i was at his house and he showed me some "dirty magazines" he had gotten from his dad. We agreed that the women were so beautiful--he wanted to be with them, I didn't know how to tell him that I wanted be just like them and wear their slutty outfits!
The guys in the magazines were all really hung. They were **** stars after all, right? I said they were "huge", but Bill said he didn't think they were that unusual. He told me that his **** was almost that big! I called him a liar and he said he'd prove it and started to open his pants.
Well he wasn't as big as the guys in the magazines, but he was pretty big, probably 7 inches and he was barely starting puberty! I was instantly hot for him, I wanted to touch his **** and unconsciously reached toward it without thinking.
He let me touch it, and smiled as I stroked him gently, then said, "what about yours?" I felt like being allowed to touch his **** was contingent on me showing mine, so I immediately opened my pats to let him see my little ****, forgetting I was wearing my mom's panties! as soon as I pulled them down i remembered I had worn a matching set of underwire bra and bikini panties, powder blue with sexy pink lace trim.
Bill said, "oh, those are cute!" as I blushed in embarrassment. then I let him see my little 3" **** and he laughed that it was so tiny. I was ashamed of my little **** and that he had seen me wearing my mom's panties...and somehow that made me even hotter for him.
Before I could think what I was doing, I had stepped out of my shoes and pants and pulled off my shirt too so I was in nothing but the sexy bra and panties. i reached for Bill's **** again and he let me stroke it while he told me how cute I looked and asked if I wanted to be his "girlfriend".
I told him I wanted to be his girlfriend like the girls in the magazines were and in no time I was imitating them, sucking his hard young ****. In just a few minutes he stated to cumm in my mouth...which none of the magazines had shown. I loved the flavor the moment I tasted it, and he came a lot and i didn’t want to make a mess so I had to swallow it.
I kept sucking after he came until he could not take any more and pushed me away.
He told me he had never cumm like that before, it was WAY better than "jacking off".
He also told me that only ***** swallow a guy's cumm.
Well I was his **** every chance we got for the next several years....