My face must have been bright red, and all I could say was “I’m so embarrassed.”
“Oh honey, it’s OK baby, I still wear them even though I know you ejaculated in them. I know your dried cum is touching my body and I do it because I know you know.” My cock literally leapt to attention. She told me that it doesn’t bother her at all that I use her panties to relieve myself. “I love that I can do that for you baby, it makes me feel good that you love me that way.” “Do you take my dirty panties to you room?” she asked.
I told her that I did and that I liked to smell them before rubbing myself with them. She asked if I liked the way she smelled and told me that she sprays perfume into her panties in the morning because she thought I would like it.
“You do that for me? I asked.
“Oh of course baby, it is so important that you enjoy the experience,” she said. “A woman’s panties are very important to a young man.”
Where is she getting this information I wondered, from porn movies?
“Do you need me to do anything else to make you feel better?” she asked. I was too stunned to answer, so she continued, “I can tell that you’re erect right now, do you need relief?” I literally had no idea what to say. Terri got up from the couch and walked down the hall to the laundry room. When she came back she was holding the bikini bottom that she had been wearing the day before. She sat back down without saying a word, reached over and unfastened and unzipped my shorts and pulled my very stiff cock from my underwear. She didn’t look up at my face; she starred right at my cock which was now jumping and throbbing in her small hand.
“Oh goodness” she said, “let mommy help.” And with that she wrapped her bikini bottom around my cock and started stroking. I was in heaven as I spread my legs slightly and leaned back to give her better access. She was clearly a hand job expert, and I had never been so turned on. When I started humping my hips uncontrollably to meet the strokes of her delicate hand, she knew my orgasm was building. At that point she looked me in the eye and said, “How do you want to do it?”
“What?” I said.
“How do you want to cum?” Do you want to cum in mommy’s hand?” “Do you want to cum in the crotch of my bikini? I was just about to answer when she made one more offer. “Do you want to cum on the ass of my bikini?”
“Yes” I blurted.
“I know you love mommy’s ass, don’t you dirty boy?”
I don’t know why I said it, but, “yes mommy” was my only response.
My step mother carefully positioned the bikini in one hand while stroking my cock with the other. I arched my back a little and unloaded the best orgasm of my life. How had so much cum built up in my balls over night? Rope after rope of semen spurted and slashed on the ass of Terri’s bikini bottom and up her forearm.
“Oh my, wasn’t that nice” she said as she fixed her gaze on the mess she and I had just made. She carefully set the bikini bottoms on the side table and asked, “Did mommy make you feel better baby?”
“Mmmmmmmm, yes mommy, that made me feel very, very good”