Woman Finds Stepson With Her Panties

I thought back to the moment he was talking about. It was a very sexy, but fairly conservative, black bikini that Bill bought me. I didn't even want to wear it, but Bill pressured me into it. I thought it was too risqué because the top had fairly small triangles to cover my breasts and the bikini was V cut so all my legs were showing. "Oh yes, I remember now." I looked at him and smiled, "So that did it for you huh?"

-"Yup."

-"So let me ask you, how did you end up with my..." I didn't want to finish my sentence. I could tell he went back to being uncomfortable. I looked over at him and was going to tell him he didn't have to answer but I noticed a bulge in his pants. He was trying to cover it with his hands. This made me become wet and already I could feel my lips getting gooey.

It took him a few seconds before answering. "Ok. I went into you bathroom to get some toothpaste one afternoon and you hamper was open." He wanted to leave it at that, but I was getting too excited to leave it alone.

-"And..."

He took a big breath of air and his answer came out really fast. "Well, I saw one of your beige panties, uh underwear, on top and held it up. I pictured what you'd look like in it and you know the rest."

I was very turned on at this point, but I didn't want him to know that. It's a good thing women do not get erections like men. I stayed calm and serious. "How long have you been masturbating with them?"

I looked over at him and his face had turned really red. I said, "I'm sorry. I should have used another word. I didn't mean to embarrass you."

He looked at me and like a smart-ass said, "What word would you have used, jerking off?"

-"David!" I couldn't help but blush.

-"See what I am by prude?"

-"Very funny young man." He enjoyed teasing me. I could tell because his bulge got bigger. However, I didn't want to lose control of the situation so I said, "Ok, how long have you been jerking with them?"

He stayed silent for a moment before he said, "Like two months or so?"

-"Wow. I never noticed."

-"How could you notice?

-"Well, you know..."

This time he had the power. It was his turn to get me to say the words. He looked at me with a smile and said, "Well...?" I tried to remain poised as much as I could. "Well, because I never found any sperm in them. Can you ejaculate at your age?"

This offended him. "Of course I can!"

-"I didn't mean to insult you, really. I just asked because I never saw any that's all. Don't you finish?"

The anger in him caused him to respond without thinking. "Of course I do, but I don't cum in them because I didn't want you to find out. I cum on the floor and wipe it off."

I didn't know what to say next. I tried to think of something fast. "Can I ask you another question?"

-"Sure. Why stop now." I didn't like his aggressive tone, but if this was going to get me some answers I went along with it. "There was a thong in the hamper last week. Why didn't you take that one out too?"

-"I'm not into thongs. I like the average ones. The ones you use everyday. Too many girls wear thongs now. Everybody wants to be a slut. You're much classier than that. You probably make the normal ones look sexier anyway."

He spoke with such confidence that I knew he meant it. "Thank you David." I was overwhelmed by this compliment. He could see the smile on my face and started laughing. I asked, "What is it?"

He laughed even more now and said, "No way. Sorry."

-"What?"

-"No you're going to think I'm nasty."

-"Just say it. I promise I won't judge you."

-"You sure?"

-"Yes."

-"Well ok. Your briefs have more smell to them. I know you only wear the thongs for dad so you don't usually keep them on that long anyway. The briefs you wear them all day, so those are the ones with the heaviest...you know...fragrance."

I was speechless. I was happy he told the truth, but I didn't know whether I should be appalled or excited by his comment. But he kept on going, "Besides, the thongs are too small. They're not good for the face because they don't cover enough area, and they're not good for below because I can't wrap them around my entire...you know."

I was officially soaked. I knew that I was going to shower immediately once I got home, but I had to try and contain myself in front of him. I couldn't let him know what was going on. "I see. Well, thanks for clearing that up for me."

-"Is there anything else you'd like to know?"

-"Hmm, I don't know."

-"You have great taste in underwear you know."

I looked over at him and grinned. "I take it you've gone through my entire collection."

-"Oh yeah."

-"Any favorites?"

-"Well, like I said, I'm not into the thongs or lacy frilly ones. I like all your cotton briefs. I love that you buy new ones when they're wearing out. I always check to see if you bring any new ones home. And you always pick classy colors. I love your typical white, beige and black ones. But I also love that you have cute ones too; like the colorful silly ones with the stripes and little hearts or bows in the middle. Those are so cool. "

-"Thanks." He noticed my blushing and thought it was so sweet how he kept trying to please me."

-"And I love that they're not granny panties that are high. I love that you have low-rise, the v-cut and the seamless ones must look great on you."

I started laughing uncontrollably. I was part nervous, part flattered, and part horny. I finally calmed down and looked at him. He has such a proud smile on his face. He got everything he wanted to say out, and was pleased that I didn't freak out.

-"You should sell women's lingerie for a living. You seem to know so much. Oh, and don't think they look so good on me, please."

-"Nah. I just logged onto the Victoria secret web page and learned all the names. You buy most of your stuff from there anyway. Oh, and I bet you they look amazing on you."

At this point, I was extremely comfortable with our conversation. We both were. "So, anyone you like in particular?"

-"Yes! Your pink v-string! Oh, that one kills me. You should get more like those. I love how the front is big enough to cover your pussy...oh shit I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say it like that."

-"Its ok. Go on."

-"Well, I love how the front is normal and big enough to cover your...pussy...and how the waistband is a tiny string but then in the back it hugs your entire ass. Oh, man. Dad's such a lucky guy."

I put my hand on his thigh. I felt his leg starting to tremble. He became very silent all of the sudden. I don't know if he noticed or not, but my hand was trembling as well. "Thank you David. That's so sweet of you to say."

He didn't respond. The car was very silent now, but it wasn't long until we reach the house. I parked outside and said, "David, you have to promise me this all stays between us."

-"Of course."

I looked over at him and grinned. "Well, you have the house all to yourself now. Do you want me to take the girls for some ice cream and give you extra time?"

He opened his eyes really widely. "Are you serious?"

-"Very serious. I'd like you to."

-"Why?"

-"Because I know you like it."

-"Well, it's different now that you now."

-"Well, your more than welcome to whenever you want to. Just make sure nobody's in the house."

David didn't know what to say. He became very nervous. "Why are you doing this?"

-"Because this is the first time we've had our first real talk. I appreciate you being honest with me. Like I said, it's very flattering to me." He reached for the door and I put me hand on his leg. My heart was racing, "If you do it today you'll be very pleased with what's in the hamper. I did laundry this morning, but there's one in there I'm sure you'll enjoy."

He smiled nervously. "Why?"

-"Because I went to the gym this morning and I was wearing it. I know you like them smelly." His jaw dropped in amazement. I said, "Pick a pair out of my underwear drawer and use that for the bottom. Oh, and you can finish in it if you want."

-"What? Really? You wont be disgusted?"

-"No. Finish and put it back in the hamper, I'll wash them later."

David started getting suspicious. This was too good to be true. "Are you sure?"

-"For the last time, yes. But only do that today. If in the next few weeks you do it again, take the pair of panties you use to finish and stash them under your bed. I don't want your father looking in the hamper and thinking I was with another man. Do you understand me?"

David rushed off into the house. When David went into the house I felt my pants were soaked. I used the armrests to prop myself off my seat and look down. The leather seats were black but I could tell they were wet. I ran my hand over the seat and confirmed my situation. I put my hand between my legs and felt the entire area wet also. I was wearing khaki pants so I know the wetness would clearly show, so when I went to pick up the girls I made sure to tie a sweater around my waist when I got out of the car. I took the girls out for ice cream, giving David a good forty-five minutes by himself.

When I got back to the house I rushed upstairs to my bathroom. I opened the hamper and found a pair of my white cotton seamless panties completely soiled from David. The goo wasn't thick, but it was still there. I locked the door and dropped my pants to my ankles. I rested my back against the wall and pressed my panties to my face and inhaled the smell of David's cum. I thought about what David must have looked like masturbating with them in his hand. It didn't take long for me to be close to an orgasm. I looked at myself in the mirror, with my panties in my face, and felt so deliciously dirty that I came instantly.

For the next couple of months the situation became routine. Every couple of days or so I would check under David's bed and find my soiled panties. He would get off smelling me, and I would get off smelling him. Hopefully, he didn't know I was doing this. I wished he felt that I was simply washing them. Occasionally I bought new ones for him to admire. Nothing fancy, just more of the plain cut ones but with different shades of color. I made sure not to mention of it to him and acted really seriously around him all the time. Bill and I made love several times during those few months but the routine of it all wasn't pleasing me as much as my unusual situation with David was. However, I would never bring myself to touch David as much as I wanted to. It was just too wrong. So I decided to do the next best thing. I decided to fulfill both of our fantasies in one day.

David's birthday was coming up so I decided to give us both a present. Bill wanted to take us all out to a fancy dinner to celebrate his son's 16th birthday, so I went out and bought a new dress. I got a chic, low cut, black dress that zips up in the back. On the day of his birthday I dropped the girls off at school and came home to David and an empty house. I went to his bedroom and told him to be ready by 7pm, because his father made reservations for 7:30pm. I went to my room and put on favorite pair of my panties, the pink low cut v-string. I put a matching bra on and then my dress, but I needed someone to help me with the zipper. I stood in front of my full-length mirror and called David to my room. He walked in and found me unzipped. My back was to him and the dress was open from behind. From his angle he could see the back of my bra strap and only the top part of my panties.

He looked at me and said, "Oh shit! I'm sorry!" I couldn't conceal the devilish grin on my face.

-"It's ok. I called you in here didn't I? I need you to help me with my dress. I want to see how it fits before I wear it tonight." He walked over to me and grabbed my zipper. I looked at his face in the mirror's reflection and saw him look down at my panties.

He said, "Hey, you're wearing my favorite pair!"

-"I know they're your birthday present."

This shook him a little and he started to stutter, "Wha-, wha, what do you mean?"

I put my hand on his face, "You didn't think I'd leave you without a birthday present now did you?"

-"I don't know."

-"Would you like to see me in them?"

-"Yes! Please!"

-"What would you do if you saw me in them?"

He took a few moments, "Well, you know, eventually I would...you know, masturbate thinking about it."

I looked at him very sternly. "Ok, but you have to promise not to tell anyone. ANYONE, you hear me?" He was so excited he could barely hold it in. I turned around again, "Now zip me up." He did so in about a second. I told him to go to his room.

I waited a few moments before I showed up, just to make him more anxious. I was getting hotter every passing moment as well. I showed up with a shopping bag in my hand. I asked David to lie down on the bed and locked the door. He jumped to my command. He just lied there with a big smile on his face. I said, "Take your shirt off please."

-"What? Why?"

-"Are you going to do it or not?"

He hesitated, but he took off his shirt. He had a bare chest except for three hairs coming in. I sat down on the bed next to him and rubbed my hand over them. "Oh look, you're becoming a man just like your face." David started sweating a little. He didn't know what to do. I said, "David, take your pants off." He asked why, so I said, "Because if you're going to see me, I should be able to see you. Do you want to see me or not." He unbuttoned himself with shaky hands and pulled his jeans down to his ankles. I said, "Now, I don't want you to say anything. Just do what I tell you. If you say one word I will stop this whole thing ok?" He nodded. He was obviously very uneasy, but his penis was fully erect. I knew this type of exposure would turn him on.

I stood up in front of him. "Nod if you understand me. You cannot tell anyone about this. I'm repeating it because I'm very serious about this. Do you understand?" He quickly nodded. I gave him the best devilish grin I could muster. I opened the shopping bag I had with me and emptied out the contents onto his chest. They were all my dirty panties from last week. I started rubbing them on his chest so he could feel the cotton press up against him. "These are all used. I want you to take your pick and as you like to say, jerk off in front of me."

He was about to open his mouth when I said, "Remember our deal!" He looked at his chest and held several of them in the air. I saw him inspect them for any stains on the vaginal area and press them to his face. I sat down on the bed and tugged his boxers down to his thighs. He tried to stop me but I said, "I'll stop all of this right now young man!" So he just surrendered to me. He laid flat on his back and let me take control. With Bill he's always in control, so this was a very erotic change for me. I stared at his penis, already oozing pre-cum. His balls were already compressed up towards his penis from the excitement. I took one of the pair of panties from his chest and said, "This satin pair will be perfect for this area. I placed my hand over his penis with the satin panties. Two things happened. First, I could feel his cock shake in my hand. I felt his heartbeat through his penis. This was the first time a woman had touched him there, and if I wasn't careful, he was bound to cum from this alone. Second, my pussy quickly became soaked. I was fascinated by the effect I was having on him. I loved the texture of his small penis in my hand. It's been a while since I've felt one this hard in my hand before.

I released his cock and replaced it with his own hand. "Which one are you going to sniff?" He chose a beige pair of cotton ones, so I grabbed the rest and put them in the shopping bag. "You know our arrangement, place them under your mattress when you're done with those. Now, listen to me, this is very important. When you're about to ejaculate, I want you to stop and tell me. OK?" He nodded. I said, "Ok, start."

He started rubbing himself very slowly.. My vagina was soaked. I just stood up and stared at him. His body all exposed to me, his helplessness in the situation was intoxicating. I lifted my dress up to where my belly button is and gave him his peek. His eyes opened one like silver dollars and he began furiously pumping his cock. I turned around to give him a peek of my ass. I loved the sound of the thumping of his hand against his body made. I turned around to give him a frontal view. I looked down myself and the vaginal spot had a big wet circle on it. I pulled my panties up to cause the fabric to press up against my vagina and cause a camel toe. I said, "Are they too tight you think?" He shook his head no rapidly. He started taking enormous whiffs of the panties on his face and I pressed up my panties even more against myself. I was so wet that one of my vaginal lips to popped out of the side. A big gooey strand of my juices was clinging it to it. He began to pump even faster and I could tell he was about to cum. I yelled, "No!"

I rushed over to him and took his hand away from his penis. I took the panty out of his face. He was too aroused to think straight. He looked like he was just waking up from surgery where a general anesthetic was used. I looked at his penis and it was throbbing so hard I could actually see it bounce up and down from arousal. Pre-cum was coming out non-stop. Any sort of contact would set it off. I said, "I want to give you your b-day present. Put your hands at your sides."

I stood up in front of him and lowered my dress, but as I did so, I slid my panties off. I sat down next to him, he tried to look up my dress but I closed my legs together. I made him look straight into my eyes. I said, "Listen David, I'm very turned on by all of this. I want you to know that. Look at my panties." I held them up for him so he could see the mucus-like juices all over it. I know you want to do a lot of things to me, but I really can't. It's not right and wouldn't be fair to your father. This is as far as we can go. But I want you to enjoy all of this ok? This is the only time this will happen."

He nodded like he understood, but I think he was too excited to really listen. I said, "You can't use your hands to touch yourself ok?" He nodded again.

I put my drenched panties on his face. I made sure the vaginal covering was directly over his nose and mouth. I used my palm to make sure my vaginal mucus was all over him. I could feel his tongue against my palm. He began lapping up my juices through the material and was grinding his face against my hand. He inhaled as if it were his last breath. I released my grip, which was shortly replaced by his own. I looked at his still throbbing penis, then back at him. I said, "David..." He looked at me, his eyes poking out through the leg openings of the panties. "...happy birthday."

I took the satin underwear he was using before and clothed his penis with it. I began pumping his cock with long, full strokes.

He was so surprised he let out, "Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooh".

It only took about ten pumps to make him cum. I knew it would happen shortly, but I was impressed by his explosion. His first eruption actually sent a few drops right through the material and onto his stomach. He started rocking his hips almost uncontrollably to my hand. I continued my rhythm so his orgasm wouldn't be interrupted. The second and third spurts came out hard as well. The panties were getting drenched with each pump I made until eventually I could feel the cum in my first. I cupped his balls with my free hands and started massaging them.

I said, "That's it honey, just let in happen."

I looked at David, his arms were wide open resting on the bed. As his orgasm started dying down I slowed down the pace on my hand thrusts, but never stopped.

I said, "Mmm, that's a good boy. Just relax."

I felt his penis starting to get smaller in my hand. My pumps turned into a two handed massage. I took his now soft penis between my fingers and squeezed it from the bottom all the way to the head, making sure every last drop was out. Finally, his penis was at its softest state and I took in one final caress and stood up. I took the panties off over his penis and saw it in its normal state. I saw shocked by how small it had become. It was like two inches and dangled there pretty helplessly, surrounded by its own cum.