My Best Friend’s Mom

As Mitch and I drove back to Seattle he excitedly told me of his night with "Karen" the hot chick he'd been making out with when last I saw him. Evidently she was a nasty one and he'd had the night of his life. I was not ready to tell him the truth about the "Cumbox" so I lied and made up a story about a girl I met at a different house, letting him believe his night was better than mine (HA!). Mitch and I had grown up together and were best buddies all our lives.

My home life was a mess. Suffice it to say that my parents weren't really "there for me" as they say. Consequently, I spent a lot of time at Mitch's house. His mom treated me like a second son, although I thought of her more like a big sister.

Kari was in her mid thirties but looked much younger. She was about 5' 2" tall and had dirty-blonde hair down to just below her shoulders. She kept in great shape and turned the heads of men and boys wherever she went. Mitch's dad had died when Mitch was little but had left them enough through life insurance and investments to provide a nice suburban home and enough money so she didn't have to work. Kari wanted Mitch to have a male influence in his life, so Mitch spent a lot of time away from home with his Uncle. When he was away,

I spent a lot of time at Mitch's house and I got to know Kari quite well since I didn't like to be home with my family. During high school Kari and I had many conversations in Mitch's absence. We talked about everything from school work to family problems and even my skittishness around girls. One weekend during my sophomore year I even introduced Kari to weed, getting her high as a kite and both of us laughing for hours. She made me promise never to tell Mitch. About this time I started to have sexual feelings for Kari. She had the cutest smile, complete with dimples, and the way she smiled at me... I would just melt inside. I felt like I could tell Kari anything and was itching to tell her about my experience at WSU. I mean, I was nervous as hell, what if she thought it was disgusting and never wanted me around Mitch or her again? But I thought I knew her well enough that she would be understanding and supportive.

At this point I didn't know if I was gay or straight. Hell, I'd never even experienced sex with a girl, so I didn't know what I was. But I DID know two things; 1. I enjoyed sucking cock and eating cum 2. I loved sniffing Kari's panties and masturbating into them. One day a few months prior to our road trip to WSU, my parents were fighting so I'd gone over to Mitch's house to escape the drama and found no one home. I knew where their spare key was so I let myself in to hang out until I felt I could safely go home. I don't know why but I decided to snoop around. I looked in Mitch's room, but nothing was there that I hadn't seen a million times before.

I'd never been in Kari's room, so I headed down the hall and into her bedroom. It was an average bedroom with a Queen-sized bed and a dressing table. I sauntered over to her dresser and opened the top drawer. Panties. I stood and stared. I'd never seen so many panties. I reached out and felt one, then another. They were so soft. I lifted some to my face and inhaled. There was a hint of "Kari-ness" about the smell, probably just from the perfume on her dressing table. Now I was getting horny. Feeling emboldened, I unbuttoned my pants and pulled out my cock. I found a sexy yellow pair of panties with a lacy trim and began to rub them on my growing erection. Very nice, but I hadn't lost all control, so I put them back and stood back looking at them all and wondering what they might smell like after they'd been worn. I put them back and closed the drawer and was about to leave her room when I spotted the laundry hamper inside the open bathroom door. Slowly, with a grin spreading across my face, I walked to the bathroom. Raising the hamper lid and peering inside I saw Kari's dirty clothes. On top was a pair of her tan corduroy pants (somehow these looked incredibly sexy on her) and a bra. I fished around and found a pair of purple cotton panties Snatching them up, I lifted them to my nose and sniffed. Oh Jesus. It was a musky, heady smell. I'd never smelled anything like it before and I grew harder the more I sniffed. I looked in the hamper for more and found a pair of plain white panties with a tiny little bow in the front waistband. I took both pair and walked back into her room I took off my pants and laid down on her bed. With one hand I rubbed a pair of her panties over my face, breathing in her scent. With the other hand, I rubbed the other pair over my cock and balls. Heavenly. I'd never been so turned on. Stroking the soft cotton up and down my shaft I sniffed and sniffed, picturing Kari's body in my mind trying to picture her in the nude standing over me. I was getting close and started stroking faster and faster, finally erupting my cum into the crotch of her purple panties. Damn!