1. My First Girlfriend


    Date: 11/3/2014, Categories: True Story, Author: johneverdone, Rating: 0, Source: sexstories.com

    I don't really know how or when it started but just one fine day I realised that I was in love with my mother. I wanted to be near her all the time, was jealous when she gave her attention to my sister or dad. I also knew that it is a secret that no one must ever know. It was a secret that even mom didn't know. I began to steal her used panties to sniff them at night, and it usually trigger a hardon. Her scent was glorious and I would masturbate and spew my load into the panty. Stealing her panty was quite a task and returning it in some causal place was even difficult. What if she began to suspect? She should know which panty she wore and when. After some attention to the way she carelessly pile up her used clothing, especially her bras and smudged panties, swiping one was a breeze. It was on a Saturday evening when I got bored with my regular friends my mind was restless and I couldn't focus on anything. I wanted to watch my mother as I fantasized my desire to smell her secret places, to rub my face on her boobs as they jiggle with her movements. I just couldn't keep my mind from wandering and so I left my friends and went home. It was my lucky day because my younger sister and dad were nowhere in sight. Mom was doing something in the kitchen. "I'm home, mom." She turned and faced me with a smile, looking deeply into me. "Why aren't you doing things with your friends?" "I'm bored to death. Where is everybody, mom?" I asked not really wanting to have anybody else around. ...
    "I baked a cake and Cindy and dad volunteered to drive to granny's house with the cake." "Wow, mom. Is Cindy fourteen already?" "Fifteen," she corrected me. "Next month." She flashed a smile at me, which I thought was girlish and cheeky. "I kept this for you and me. Don't tell, alright?" I felt on top of the world. "Go and take a bath, honey, and we shall enjoy this lovely cake." I cleaned up myself and although I was tempted to give my John a whacking, I didn't. When I got out from the bathroom with a towel waist, I saw mom come in with a tray. She brought the cake and a bottle of wine and two glasses. "You mean I am allowed to drink?" I asked teasingly. I quickly put on a pair of shorts when she turned away to fill the glasses. "Let us chat. We haven't done that for quite a while" I panicked. She must have found out about her panties and had arranged for us to be alone to solve this problem. If it was, why the snack if she is angry? "I didn't mean to neglect you, honey had some important matters that needs my attention." I felt reassured. When I turned to look at her, she had a little smile of amusement on her lovely face. "Oh God, if she is my girlfriend, my lover or even my wife..." I thought. Mom sat on the bed and I took my place by her side the way we usually do when in the hall. She giggled and gave me my drink. My mom and I drank a little wine and chatted about football, fishing and those asked things I do with my friends after school hours. When we got relaxed and ...
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