Howwee And His Mother - Sex Stories

Howwee And His Mother

... for me was that I could walk over to the house during lunch period and had it all to myself. You weren't supposed to leave the school grounds but no one ever checked. Small town, and way before they dealt with serious problems. My first stop was my parent's bedroom where I grabbed a pair of mom's pantyhose and scooted to my bedroom where I stripped before pulling on the pantyhose. They felt so fucking good on my young penis, and I looked good too. What hair I had on my legs was almost blond so I looked like a girl with long legs. Porn was hard to come by back then and my stash was a few Playboys but it beat a Sears catalog. I never lasted more than fifteen minutes and given that lunch period was only thirty minutes I didn't have much time available. Toughest part was pushing mom's pantyhose down over the head of my dick before I came. I'd been doing the lunch hour number for over a month when for whatever reason mom looked for me during lunch period and couldn't find me. She checked again the next day with the same results. Instead of asking me at home she simply walked from the school to our house. No garage door to warn me, and she entered through the back door not making enough noise to announce her presence. She took the stairs quietly as well and at that point I was dangerously close to cuming making little moans of pleasure as I rubbed my pantyhose covered dick. She entered without knocking but I did hear the door open. There was nothing sexy about her standard ...

... school attire, but it didn't make any difference I'd seen her nearly naked and I was too close to squirting to really care about the consequence. I flooded her pantyhose two, three, six times my young cock shot off inside of her hose as I made eye contact with her heaving bosom. &#034Aahhh, aahhhh, ah, ah, ahhhhhh, oohhhhhh.&#034 I could not help myself. I was a sticky mess of goo captured by her hose. She'd caught me before but never, ever, wearing any of her clothing. Mom didn't say anything. Her lips were parted, mouth slightly open with her hand still on the door knob. She seemed to awaken and turned to leave but stopped, turned around and pulled her dress up. She was wearing pantyhose covered by a girdle as was the norm when they first came out. Mom kicked off her heels before pushing the girdle down and kicked them away repeating the process with her pantyhose leaving her in a pair of blue panties. She approached my bed and placed one hand on either side of the pantyhose I was wearing and started to pull them off and I raised my ass to make it easier. Her silence was more threatening than if she'd have been yelling at me. I had no idea what was going through her mind. Mom was careful not to spill any of my teenage sperm that soaked the front of the hose dripping down towards the crotch area. Mom stood up and slowly unbuttoned her dress. Double breasted navy blue with white collar and cuffs the hem stopping just below her knees. Six rows of large buttons and another snap or ...