The beauty of lingerie

Coming from a broken family at an early age, I had decided to constantly swap between living with my mother and sister or, depending on my situation at the time, with my father. Anyone that has been through a family break up will realise the benefit of playing parents off against each other.

This story, being true, relates to a period I was living with my mother and older sister.

My mother was a good looking lady, her body did not show that she had given birth to four children (at a very young age). She was a regular beach goer and absolutely loved sunbaking topless, covered in coconut oil to further enhance her tan. Her beach visits had become more regular, with her girlfriends once she had split with my dad.

This one Saturday afternoon, mum returned to our flat, having been at the beach most of the day. I was home alone when she walked in, sitting in a lounge chair listening to music with just a pair of shorts on. The days had been hot and we had no air conditioning at the time.

Mum said hi and said she was going to shower. She also told me she was heading out for drinks with a friend of hers later that evening.

I just nodded, as this was nothing out of the norm. I heard the shower running and a bit later I heard mum call out, asking if I could put some moisturiser on her back for her, seems she had got more burnt in the sun than she thought.

I said sure and headed into her bedroom to where she was laying face down on her bed, she had no top on and a small pair of lace panties on.

My eyes went straight to the panties for some reason, they were light blue in colour and looked really sexy against the brownness of her tan, she also had a very sexy ass, even if she was my mother.

I grabbed the moisturiser off her bedside table, squeezed some on her back and spread it out. Rubbing it into her skin as I kept glancing at the panties. My hands wandering at times to the point I was touching the fabric, I could feel my cock growing in my shorts each time I touched them.

Once I finished her back, I was about to get up and leave, telling her I was done, when she asked of I could do the backs of her legs too.

Agreeing ro this request, I glanced down and notice a wet spot on the front of my shorts. Fearing being caught, I wanted to get her legs done and retreat to the privacy of my room and deal with this problem.

I started at her feet and worked my way up one leg. As I got past her knee, moving further up as I rubbed in the cream, her legs parted a bit more, giving my hand more room to access her upper thigh.

I kept going until the back of my hand touched the fabric of the lace panties covering her crotch. It felt like a bolt of lighning shot through my arm, right down to my cock. I could feel the pre cum soaking through my shorts alot more now, my cock pulsing as it did so. I also noticed some moistness on the back of my hand, was this from my mums cunt?

I finished off that leg rapidly and very quickly repeated the same on her other leg, though this time as I neared the panties again, she slid back along the bed, forcing my hand against the dampness of her panties and crotch. I nearly blew my load as she moaned and whispered how nice it felt.

She then started lifting and lowering her hips, rubbing her pussy against my hand. The lace was soaking now and so were my shorts...I had to do something.

I moved my hand away and placed it on her ass, rubbing the fabric and further inflaming my desire to feel more of the material. I was already planning on raiding her drawers given the first opportunity.

She then asked if I liked the feel of her panties, then told me how much she liked how I was making her feel. She told me she was very wet and I was so good for making her feel that way. She then spread he legs wide, grabbed my hand and placed it back on her pussy, before pulling the panties to one side of her crotch and telling me to feel what I had done to her.

My fingers slipped straight into her saturated pussy and as soon as her hand moved, the panties slid back and started ro rub against my hand, the friction increasing as I fingered my mother to orgasm.

I think we both came at the same time.....

This was day one of more to cum, I knew then and there, I had to have a pair of those panties on me, against my skin. I so wished I was a girl.

Things got better in the weeks to cum..