My Son’s Girlfriend The Latina Princess - Sex Stories

My Son’s Girlfriend The Latina Princess

... “Dad” on it and it wasn’t in my son’s handwriting. I opened it up and there was one of Mariah’s thongs in there. There was also a handwritten note. Dad, I wanted to thank you for the new battery. Since I don’t have any money to pay you, I decided this would be the best gift I could give you. Besides it will save you the trouble of sneaking into Blake’s room looking for them. I wore these all day thinking about you. This will be our little secret. Love, Mariah P.S. Just put them in the dirty cloths basket in the laundry room when you are done with them, and I will leave you another fresh pair under your pillow tomorrow. Oh fuck! How did I get myself into this mess? Not only did she have me by the balls because she knew I liked looking at her, but she really had me now that she knew I had been sniffing her dirty panties. I needed to clear my head so I brought the crotch of the thong to my face and right where her pussy would have been which was easily identifiable because of the milky white girl cum spots she had left on them. Her scent was a heavenly mix of honey and pussy. I didn’t know where this was going or how it was going to turn out, but I just decided to live in the moment, pulled my cock out and jerked off to her scent. Here I was trapped in my own home by my son’s sexy Latina girlfriend Mariah. This girl had me by the balls as she had caught me looking at her up and down and worse yet she somehow knew I had been sniffing her dirty panties. Now she was leaving them ...

... under my pillow for me. When it was just me and her alone in the home she would walk around in just her underwear and half shirt. The question that kept running through my mind was what the hell did she want? I found it odd that an eighteen year old girl would want to live in a house with a single 42 year old guy that she knew he was sniffing her panties unless she was trying to get something out of it. I had decided to talk to her the next morning at breakfast as I knew my son would be at work. The next morning came and sure enough she pranced out in front of me in just a thong and a half shirt. I said, “have a seat.” She poured herself some juice, got a plate and sat down. She looked at me smiled and said in her sexist voice “what is on your mind daddy”? I replied “uh… uh…….” She smirked and said “you want to know why I am leaving my panties under your pillow right”? I said “yes… you are my son’s girlfriend and it is not right.” With a big grin on her face she said “you are right it was much more on the level when you snuck into your son’s bedroom and retrieved them out of my dirty cloths pile you old pervert.” She had me there. So I asked her “how did you know”? She stood up, pulled her thong off, plopped it down on the table next to the plate of bacon and sat back down in her chair. She said “you see how these are right side out even after I took them off.” I nodded my head yes. I started to notice a few days after I moved in when I would put them in the wash they were ...