Hello, my name is John, I’m 17 and up to that day, about a week ago; I had lived an average life. By 17 I had had a few girlfriends but never got too far with them. My parents had been married for 20 years. My Dad is 40 years old and my mom 37. She has an AMAZING body for her age. Everywhere we go people usually stare at her ass when she walks by, and who wouldn’t? She often wears either a nearly see through skirt or tight jeans with an exposed thong. Whenever someone whistles, my mother smiles. She is 5’6, thin, she has a beautiful and soft face, luscious lips, and gorgeous brunette hair; I find her c cup tits more attractive than her ass. I often try to “accidentally” see them after she showers. My parents were load fuckers, I could hear their moans and screams at night and I don’t think they cared. I would masturbate to the sound of my mother’s moans and dirty talk. She would frequently yell out “Fuck my pussy George! Oh! Fuck MEEEE!” The next morning they had the nerve to ask why “I” look so tired.Â

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       On Thursday my father left on a long business trip, leaving me and my mother alone for two weeks. That night I slept quite well but unable to jerk off, I woke up the next morning with a hard on. First things first though, I went to the bathroom to take my morning piss. As I stood there I spotted my mother’s underwear on the floor. It was a thin pink thong. I picked it up and ran it through my fingers. It felt so soft and silky that once I finished up, I rubbed it over my cock. The feeling was stunning. Masturbation never felt so good. I have to have more I thought to myself. Knowing my mother was serving breakfast downstairs, I made my way over to her room. I looked through her dresser drawers until I found the one I was searching for. I opened it and gazed upon a rainbow of different types of underwear and lingerie. Any type that you could imagine was in there. From sparkling thongs to cotton elaborate panties, to the sexiest teddies. I ran my palm over them until I found the softest pair of panties. Too excited, I wrapped them around my cock and started pumping. The thought of these pressed against my mother’s ass caused an early and violent orgasm. My spunk spread all over my mother’s underwear drawer. There was so much everywhere that I wouldn’t be able to clean them all. My mother was about to go to work anyway so I dropped the ones I had in, I closed the drawer and hoped they would dry themselves. I went downstairs and ate a bowl of cereal and watched the morning news. My mother finished her coffee and to my horror went back upstairs. “Where you goin?” I asked. “I forgot to put on underwear” she giggled. My face went white. My hand shaked and milk fell off my spoon. I listened, waiting for her to scream but nothing ever came. A few minutes later she walked downstairs grabbed her keys and walked out the door. She slammed the door, which was not like her. Not knowing what to do, I left for school.

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       At school I couldn’t concentrate. I spent all day thinking about what awaited me when my mother got home from work. “You okay?” my friend Pete asked. Pete was 18 and a sex maniac. I often had to sit at lunch listening to who Pete had sex with this weekend. “Yeah” I said. ‘We still on for tonight?” Pete asked. “Sure” I responded. Pete was sleeping over tonight and hopefully that would save me from my mother’s wrath for a little while longer. After School I drove Pete over to my house and we just hung out in the living room for a while.Â

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At six my mother got home. She was usually very friendly and cheery but today she went up to her room without a word. She stayed up there all night. When we knocked on her door to ask if she wanted some pizza she said “No.” Me and Pete played videogames in my room for the rest of the night. At about midnight my door opened. Pete and I both turned to face my mother, who stood there, legs crossed, in a breathtakingly sexy baby blue corset. It made her already large tits pop and left nearly nothing to the imagination. “Goodnight boys.” She said in a very sexy tone. We didn’t respond as she slowly turned and walked away. Her ass barely covered and bouncing softly away, we both got hard but only Pete stroked his. “Stop Dude.” I said. He did and the rest of our night was uneventful. As we were about to go to sleep though, he said “I have to see your mom again man.” “No.” I said and I went to sleep. Pete however left the room. A few hours later I awoke to find that Pete was not in his sleeping bag. “Shit.” I said to myself and went off to search for him. He wasn’t in the bathroom, the kitchen or the living room. As I walked back up the stairs I heard familiar noises. My mother’s moans. “No fucking way.”  I said loudly as raced to my mother’s room. The sounds grew loader as I neared the room. I opened the door far enough to get a good enough view. Inside my mother was on the bed on her back. Her legs raised at a 90 degree angle, resting on Pete’s shoulders. Pete stood on the side of the bed, naked, pumping his cock into my mom’s pussy. My mother was still wearing most of her corset, to my displeasure her tits were still covered; only her panties were missing. Which I hadn’t noticed were hanging from the door handle. Like this morning I grabbed them and used them to please myself. Pete picked up speed and the head board banged against the wall harder. My mother’s mouth was wide open, her eyes shut tight and her hands grasping the blanket below her. She was having an orgasm. Moments later Pete pulled out climbed onto the bed sat on her stomach and shot his load into her mouth from almost a foot away. The rest landed on her chin and neck. My mothers head came up and she slowly sucked Pete’s cock clean. I had enough; I shot my load all over the door. My mother brushed the rest of the cum off her face and then sucked on her cum soaked fingers. She looked like she really enjoyed the taste.  I ran back to my room and got under the covers. I would deal with this in the morning.      Â