by Lexi Hots
I was jerking hard and fast, starting to breathe heavily, but making a conscious effort to keep the noise down – in case Rachel had walked past and overheard anything. It might be kind of off-putting if she barged in on me mid ejaculation! But the way my cock felt, I couldn’t care less in this moment… Oh god, you know that heavy pulsating you feel just before cumming? The way your dick throbs and you feel the tightness in the tip right before the hot goo comes flying out… That’s right where I was, holding the phone in one hand and pleasuring myself with the other.
This was going to be a big load, I could tell! But as I looked around the room, not wanting to spray my nasty stuff all over the walls, I noticed there wasn’t anything for me to use! And I sure as hell didn’t want to soak it up with my own shirt! But damn… I felt so good, I couldn’t stop now! I just had to explode!
And so I grabbed the first thing I could reach – it was a pair of Rachel’s panties, sitting on top of the washer – I felt my jizz come rocketing out as I caught the liquid with the soft material, rubbing her underwear along my shaft to sop up any semen that had dripped down the pole after the initial burst.
The strange thing was… and I do feel a little funny admitting it, was that the sensation of her soft panties on the skin of my cock felt incredible! It was like a foreign hand of a goddess or something, stroking me along. Almost as if I wasn’t even participating! They were so smooth and welcoming…
This was by far the best orgasm I had experienced in recent memory. Hell, in any memory! I couldn’t believe how turned on I was by the underwear – and knowing they belonged to my busty stepmom didn’t seem to bother me in this moment. It was just her panties, after all. And knowing the material had been pressed against some real feminine bits made it all the more enticing.
However, they left me feeling so aroused that I was forced to unleash another load… right after I frantically jerked myself yet again. This time I held her panties around my shaft with one hand, letting the material massage the head of my cock, amplifying every sensation to a degree I had never known before!
With my eyes closed, I could almost imagine a sexy young girl wearing a pair just like these as she rode my cock, having pulled her underwear to the side. I would so love to have that friction of these panties sliding along the side of my meatstick as I watched it disappear into her pussy! And I could put my hands on her ass, feeling the panties gripping into her skin, all the while having the sexpot bounce up and down on my throbbing dick.
And speaking of throbbing… it was at this point that I felt that familiar sensation of my rod squeezing inward, as another load of cum fired from the tip, straight into the panties. I looked on, seeing the goo absorb into my stepmother’s panties… The purple, delightful things in my hand!
That was two intense orgasms, right in a row!
And somewhat oddly, at the end of them both, I actually felt MORE aroused than when I had started. It must be from this new method, using a pair of tantalizing panties to blow my load in…
It was at this point that the first alarming thought occurred to me – what was I going to do about these cummy clothes?! They belonged to my stepmom for Christ’s sake! What, was I just supposed to put them back and pretend like nothing happened? Let the goo dry and harden on them? Wait for her to try and put them on, only to discover that someone had jizzed in her underwear!?
And, I mean, this was an impressive load. Not some little drippy-drop orgasm. I had coated the damn things with two hefty blasts of juice. She may as well have dunked them into a bucket of glue! That’s how drenched they looked.
I did the only thing I could think of: toss them back into the dirty clothes pile, hoping she wouldn’t notice and just wash the things again… and not inspect them too closely! That might be a real mess, literally…
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“We’re going out for a bite to eat, Johnny,” my stepmother called to me. “Did you want to come?”
What a fitting choice of words… just not the kind she had in mind!
“No Rachel, but thanks. I think I’ll just wait here for now,” I replied, already thinking of what naughty business I could get myself into.
“Do you want us to bring you back anything? Some special sauce?” She asked.
I already had plenty of that saved up…
“No thanks! I’m just fine! You two have fun,” I smiled.
“Ok then,” they responded.
My father and Rachel then opened the front door and left summarily.
It was about time! I had refrained from cumming for at least three hours now… My balls were on the verge of detonating! Although, last night, I did jerk off several times – thinking back to how amazing those panties felt on my naughty bits.
That is also why I seemed so anxious to have them leave! I had been waiting all day for a chance to sneak into the laundry room and secure another pair of her underwear. My cock already throbbed with enthusiasm. I could tell by the bulge in my pants that I wasn’t the only excited one here!
And as I entered into the laundry room, I felt a rush of eager nervousness grip my chest. The idea was so dirty! Sneaking in here to steal a pair of my stepmom’s panties… is that what I had sunken to? I sure didn’t care! The thought proved so arousing that any hesitation I should have felt, was nowhere to be found. And so I ran to the room, throwing open the door and charging inside.
I already had one hand down my pants, fondling the sizable shaft, as my eyes searched for a suitable pair of Rachel’s underwear.
What the fuck!
I couldn’t believe it! I lifted up some towels, checked inside the dryer, looked on the floor… none! They were all gone! Had she done the laundry when I wasn’t looking?! Oh my god, that big boobed girl was always doing this kind of stuff! Cleaning and working! Only now, it was interfering with MY time! And I wasn’t about to let this boner go to waste.
It seemed to be a simple fix. Where would I get another pair? Easy – the same place all women keep their panties! And with that thought filling my mind, I raced off to my stepmother’s bedroom, where it is certain a treasure trove of delicious underwear awaited me…
My god, the girl had already ‘womanized’ my dad’s bedroom. Little doilies and things all over the place. Matching sheets and color-coordinated pillows. All that good stuff. But that wasn’t why I had entered their sleeping quarters – though it did make me wonder if she color-coordinated her underwear too. That would certainly be a real treat for me. Having dozens of pairs all lined up and ready for me jizz on…
But first I needed to find them! And so I ambled over to the big set of dresser drawers. The top one seemed like a good choice, and bam! Sure enough, on the first try I had located her glorious selection of panties! I pulled the drawer open, and it seemed a brilliant, almost magical light, emanated from the clothing. Pairs of blue, red, green; lacy, cotton, thongs, and booty shorts, and more! A veritable goldmine!
Though in truth I didn’t much care which pair I took, so long as I had one. The green ones would do nicely, a soft cottony number.
With my choice in hand, I strolled out of the bedroom and into my own cave – where I could play with myself free from interruption. And play I was… My cock had been rock-hard ever since the idea spawned in my brain. Spraying all over these tasty panties… It definitely did naughty things to my nether region. The mere thought of seeing my hot, white cum launch onto the material! God, it was amazing! And here I was jerking off to them. At first I would wrap the panties around my shaft, stroking myself with the underwear, imagining all sorts of dirty acts I could be doing with a sexy woman. But when I felt the semen building in the tip, seconds from expelling outward in a great burst of joy, I would toss the panties down onto my bed – spreading them out as if they were adorned on a lovely ass, and here I pictured a beautiful girl bent over before me, begging to see my cum coat her panties.
I exploded at the thought! Great, big spurts of cream flew through the air, landing squarely on the g
reen underwear. The sight was overwhelming… it caused me to collapse forward, convulsing with excitement as my dick continued to spurt the last bit of liquid heaven.
God, it was miraculous! This had become a deviant habit of mine… stealing into my stepmother’s bedroom and sneaking off with a pair of panties like some kind of perverted creep! But I didn’t care! They felt too good, too tempting! Knowing a woman’s pussy had been pressed against the material was enough to put me over the edge. The feminine scent still lingering with a heavy aroma… I would cum so rapidly and forcefully when using these.
And when I was done, I would toss them out into the laundry basket – hoping that Rachel would just assume they had been worn and simply forgotten. The woman had dozens and dozens of pairs, so I didn’t see how a few missing ones now and then would be cause for alarm.
This pattern of mine continued on for the next several days or so. And it was then, at the end of all this excitement, that the strange and embarrassing occurrence took place…
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I was in my room at the time. A pair of Rachel’s panties clenched in my fingers as I sat down with some very naughty thoughts on the mind, I’ll tell you! In a minute, the computer would be fired up and there would be a couple of sexy girls getting fucked on-screen. A good porno stimulation to get the juices flowing as I anticipated the extreme pleasure I’d get from this session. Those dainty little cotton things in my hand…
Although, I’d like to think my newfound excitement was justified. You see, I had somehow managed to refrain for nearly a day! A miracle in itself, I know…
The pipes were backed up, to put it mildly. I was aching to burst, to release the tension in my balls. When the body gets used to a certain output, any stifling of the regular routine can lead to some nasty fits of blue balls and various pains down there. But oh baby, those would be taken care of momentarily. I knew this would be a memorable occasion. Any time those panties were nearby, it just had to be!
And as I opened up the browser, typing my favorite term into the search bar – big tits fucking. That was always a doozy. I couldn’t get enough of those fat-titted girls! Such awesome things, those boobs are. I’d never even felt a pair myself, though I knew they’d be wonderful – how could anything so goddamn gorgeous not be? So I slid the cursor over (lowering the underwear to my crotch, preparing for some fun), aiming for the first site that caught me eye. But just before I pressed down…
Click.
My bedroom door swung open, oh so slowly! As if one of those second-rate movie ghosts had snuck into the house and decided to play a trick on me! There it was, creaking open.
But a moment later, it became clear that the culprit was not a ghost at all.
“Oh, excuse me Johnny,” my stepmother Rachel said as she poked her head in!
I had to fumble around awkwardly, sticking the panties farther in my hand as I cupped them above my thighs. The shock of the ordeal all happened so fast that I didn’t have a chance to minimize my screen, and so there was a host of juicy site listings for anyone to see!
“Umm, hi Rachel?” I replied, surely looking like a moron as I squirmed about.
“Busy?” She asked, and here I saw her eyes peer across the screen for a moment. My stepmother said nothing, I wasn’t sure if she had actually seen anything – but she stepped inside all the same, shutting the door behind her.
“Umm, no, no, I mean not really,” I stuttered.
“Not really?” She laughed. “You busy little college boys! I bet you’re looking at something naughty on your computer, aren’t you!”
I didn’t know how to respond! Had she really seen? Well, shit… I mean the sites were still on the screen! It seemed to late to correct the situation, so I found myself giggling nervously, already beginning to sweat as a rush of embarrassment swept through my body.
“That’s ok, Johnny,” she said, “It’s to be expected of a young, strapping lad like you.”
“It is?” I mumbled, feeling quite confused.
“Sure,” Rachel continued. “I bet you’re pretty curious about women, aren’t you?”
“Well you know,” I began cautiously. “They’re hot and stuff.”
And stuff? What a retard…
“They sure can be,” Rachel laughed. “But actually, I came in here to ask you about something else, Johnny.”
“Oh?” I responded, feeling my heart thump faster, unsure what she could possibly want… still trying to conceal her clothing in my hand.
“Yeah, about these,” she said, as her hand thrust forward… holding a pair of panties that I had used just the other day! A soiled, debauched item! My dried cum stain was still visible on the exterior. Oh jesus… caught!
“Ummm… I don’t think so,” I shrugged, not even able to convince myself it was true. How could I forget shooting a blast of hot semen into those luscious things!
“No?” Rachel inquired, raising her eyebrow suspiciously. “Tell me then, what’s that you’ve got in your hand, Johnny?”
Uh oh… Speaking of caught! As I looked down, anyone could clearly see the exposed bit of underwear sticking out from my hand. Damnit! I had nowhere to go now. No excuse or reason to be holding a pair of her panties – while looking at porn! I could only gulp, as my eyes darted nervously about the room.
“It’s ok, Johnny.” Rachel said, placing a warm hand on my shoulder. “You don’t need to lie. I know you’re just a curious young man. You probably wanted to know what if felt like being close to a woman, didn’t you?”
I couldn’t believe her cavalier attitude, given the situation! How could anyone be that understanding after just finding out that their stepson had been cumming into their personal underwear!
“Well, uh, I mean… I saw them and…” Nothing could be said in my defense.
“Relax, Johnny,” she laughed. “You don’t need to be embarrassed. I understand how you feel.”
“You do?” I asked.
“Sure. I know exactly what you need,” Rachel whispered, biting down on her lip. I have to admit, as I looked up and took sight of her beautiful features, my stepmother had quite a strong sex appeal in that figure. The bedroom eyes were in full effect, it seemed.
And here a dirty, depraved thought came over me. As I sat there, holding the woman’s panties, I felt a strange sexual longing for Rachel. Something about being this close to the girl and having her know I had been creaming in her panties just gave me a thrill. My dick started to grow as my eyes wandered along her body, taking note of the full breasts – not unlike the great big ones I so often jerked off to online.
“You do?” I repeated, licking my lips. About a dozen more filthy thoughts coursed through my brain… She took a step closer, so close in fact, that those breasts of hers were actually pressing up against my shoulder. Rachel stooped low, bending over, placing her mouth next to my ear.
“Mmhmm, I know…” And here I felt her hand slide down my front, descending farther until her delicate fingers took hold of the panties in my own. “…just what you need.” She plucked them free, a smile on her face.
There must have been some kind of whimpering expression on my face, because my stepmother immediately followed up the comment.
“Don’t worry, I’ve got a sexier pair on right now… I bet you’d like to see, wouldn’t you?”
Did I hear that right?! My stepmother was offering to show me her panties… as she wore them? Well goddamn, I couldn’t pass up an offer like that!
“Umm, yeah, I mean, yeah I would,” I somehow managed to mumble.
“Ok then, Johnny. But first… You’ve got to take these off. Some punishment is needed for being a bad boy,” she intoned.
“Take off my pants?” I gulped.
“Mmhmm, if you want to see my panties…”
I guess she didn’t leave me with much choice! If I wanted any kind of sexual gratification, it would mean losing these pants and everything beneath them…
“Ok,” I whispered, reachin
g down to pull the clothing off. There was that returning nervous feeling in my chest… it was a surreal moment – tugging my pants free, having my hardening cock exposed to my stepmother. I felt like I had just jumped from my chair and straight into one of those porno scenes on-screen!