Motherfucker: Part 2 - Sex Stories

Motherfucker: Part 2

... perpetually exposed, and never slides up under its hood, because my hood's not quite long enough to be able to cover it up all the way.

"So my clit rubbing up against the front of my panties gives me a hard-on, and ultimately makes me cum over and over again, although my orgasms are very mild, thank God! But they are definitely strong enough to keep my pussy moist.

"All I can say is it gets exhausting after a while. Spontaneously orgasming is a whole different can of worms, and not one that I find to be necessarily pleasant. Especially when I'm trying to hide the fact from everyone around me that I am constantly in an orgasmic loop, and at the same time, trying to hide that huge penis-looking bulge at the front of my pants. And it has been that way for me as far back as I can remember.

"Throughout my life, I tried to minimize all this clit-rubbing stuff, by wearing loose-fitting dresses and skirts all the time, without any panties on underneath. But that was back when I was a much younger woman and my legs were still thin enough to be attractive looking. By the way, your father used to love the fact that I never wore panties underneath my skirts and dresses.

"But nowadays, this much fatter and older version of me prefers to wear very loose-fitting pants and panties, whenever I have to go out in public. Haven't you noticed how large my panties are?"

"Yes, ma'am. But I wasn't trying to put them on myself and wear them, I was only sniffing the crotch-panel. And ...

... the size of your pussy and asshole stains in the crotch mattered to me much more than the size of the panties themselves."

"Did you notice how wet my pussy was at Wendy's yesterday afternoon when you came into the ladies' room to have that quickie with me?"

"Yes, ma'am. You were definitely wet already."

"Well, that was because I started orgasming over and over again from the moment that I put on my pants and panties to drive down to Wendy's, until after we had finished eating and I went into that bathroom stall and finally pulled down my pants and panties, while I was waiting for you to come into the bathroom.

"And after I came back out of that ladies' room and joined you again at the table, I started orgasming again until we finally got home and I took off those damn pants and panties of mine."

"Wow, Mom! My level of respect for you just went right through the roof! Did Dad know about your constant orgasmic looping problem?"

"Of course he did. That's why he used to let me walk around house naked as a jaybird all the time, until you finally hit puberty. And that's when I began wearing housecoats around the house instead."

"But how did you know when I finally hit puberty?"

"It was easy to tell, son. Because I did the laundry. And one morning, I noticed a large, weird-looking stain on your fitted sheet that I had never seen before.

"And when I smelled the stain I instantly realized that it was sperm from your very first wet dream, which you must've had ...