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Pantie mom

... panties. I took a deep breath and tried to relax, but I was feeling both unbelievably nervous and horny at the same time, more so than my first time with John when I was 17. I took out my vibrator, sat down on the edge of my bed and called out to Tim. Tim appeared at my door, his eyes running up and down my body as he stared at me in the short, skimpy nightie. "Do you have the condoms, sweetie?" I asked. "Uhh, no..I..." he stammered. "You haven’t forgotten about our little date?" I teased, pressing my knees together to hide the view up my nightie. "Uhh, I’ll just get them," he said foolishly, and disappeared briefly to return with the box in his hands. "Bring them over here." Tim brought them over to me and stood above me, spying the vibrator next to me on the bed. I opened the box and pulled out one of the rubbers. "Each of them is wrapped separately, see?" I told him, holding the wrapper up for him to see. "You have to be careful not to tear the condom when you open this, right?" Tim nodded slowly, his eyes wandering between the condom and my smooth legs crossed over towards him, nearly touching his. I then opened the wrapper, and showed him the rolled up condom. I then picked up my vibrator, and pushed the tip inside the condom. "See which way it goes, honey?" I said, showing him the end of my sex toy, his eyes wide with interest. "Now you just have to roll it down to the base." I rolled the rest of the rubber down to the end of my vibrator. "Now it’s your turn." I took ...

... another rubber out of the box and handed it to Tim. He opened it slowly, and then reached for my vibrator. I stopped his hand. "No honey, I want to put it on yourself. Put it on your cock." Tim looked at me strangely, not sure what to do. "It’s OK honey, I mean I’ve seen it just recently, haven’t I?" I giggled, and this brought a smile to his face. "Come on, show me." Tim slowly unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. It was very limp, and hung just in front of my face. I stared at it in disappointment, expecting to see the rock hard prick I had seen on previous occasions. Tim stood with his hands at his sides, not sure what to do next, his face crimson. "Oh, honey, I know you’re embarrassed, but we need to get your dick hard before you can put the condom on it." I almost whispered to him. "Here, let me show you something." I leaned back on the bed and uncrossed my legs, spreading them wide as the bottom of my nightie rode up around my ass, my panties now on display for my son. "Do you like this, honey? Does it make you hard?" I asked teasingly. Tim did not answer, and simply stared openly at my blonde pussy through the white lace. "You like mommy’s panties don’t you" I breathed, hardly believing I was saying such things to my son. His cock rapidly swelled in size, finally pointing towards my face fully erect. "Put on the condom, Tim," I instructed him. Tim fumbled around the head of his prick with the rubber, unable to fit it onto his cock. "Here, let me help." I said, and ...