Fun With My Step-Mum

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My step-mother would have been in her mid-forties by the time I was nineteen. I thought her quite attractive and I had noticed that men used to give her the odd lustful glance. She had kept in good shape with a fairly narrow waist and a nice bum. I had never taken much interest in women’s breasts at that time but I had noticed hers, which weren’t overly large. I don’t think I had ever looked at my step-sister’s breasts or any of the other girls that I knew. I had been interested in bums and panties ever since I became sexually attracted to females.They say that you are a tit man or a bum man. I have always been the latter.I began to have sexual feelings for my step-mother and whenever I masturbated, my thoughts began to turn towards her panties. I then borrowed a couple of pairs from the airing cupboard and used them to help fulfil my fantasies. Before long I began to have thoughts about her panty drawer and what its contents may look like. I got the opportunity when I was alone in the house one Saturday afternoon. I sneaked to her bedroom and had to open two or three draws to find the right one almanbahis şikayet and then – bingo!There they all were. Dozens of pairs in all colours, materials, shapes and sizes. I spent a few minutes inspecting some of them, and decided that if I borrowed a pair from somewhere near the bottom of the drawer, she wouldn’t notice them gone if I didn’t get the chance to put them back for a while. I selected a black cotton pair that were slightly lower cut than most others and had white lace around the waistband and legs. They felt incredible in my hands. I returned to my bedroom with my trophy, my hard-on threatening to break out through the front of my jeans. I quickly removed my jeans and underpants, put the panties on. They sort of fit, a bit small but they felt incredible against my bum and scrotum. They were slightly too low at the waist to hold my entire erect penis, so I let it stick out over the waistband.I lay back on my bed and masturbated for what must have been around ten minutes. When I ejaculated, my cum landed on my stomach mostly but as the spurts died down to a dribble, some almanbahis canlı casino ran down onto the panties. I decided that it would be best to keep these panties as it would be too obvious if I washed and returned them.I did not go back to my step-mother’s room again for quite a while.The rest of that week went along with not much happening. I went to work on the days that I was due to, tried out my new panties a couple of times in the privacy of my bedroom whenever I was at home, read porn magazines, and went out and about a bit with my friends.On the Friday, my step-mother had got a day off work, so that meant that just the two of us were home. I had decided to hang around the house. I did a bit of tidying up in my room then helped her with some gardening. She made us both a bit of lunch around 12.30 and as the weather was hot and dry we took it out into the garden. It was while we were finishing our food that she began to talk to me about me being eighteen and about girls and growing up in general.I guessed that this was going to end up with us having some sort of ‘facts of life’ almanbahis casino discussion that I should have been having with her three years previously. I could not have possibly dreamed where it was actually taking us.She told me that she was sorry that we had not discussed these things a few years ago before I began to have feelings for my developed body. If only she knew how far I had come. Anyway, she went on to say that if I needed to ask anything then ask away. I was nervous but began to ask her about masturbation and what was normal. She went on to admit that she knew that I had been doing it for years, and then really threw me by saying that she also knew about my panty thing. I didn’t ask how she knew but let her carry on doing the talking. She said that my father had had a panty fetish for as long as she had known him and then admitted that they had not had sex for five years. She told me that they had agreed to allow his use of her panties as long as he kept it discreet. She said that she thought that it was him who had been stealing her panties. She said that she had since realised that he was not the only one. The best thing to do now was for her to give me permission to borrow her panties when I felt the need as long as I put them in with the dirty stuff for washing when I had finished with them. That sounded like a good deal to me.

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