Panty Snitch

What Mom doesn't go through this phase with young boys.  You realize one day that panties you know went into the hamper seem to be missing.  Quite the quandry, you wonder if the family pet is grabbing them, but you are compelled to think otherwise.  Then one day while grabbing sheets from our son's bed I discovered the answer to the mystery. It seems he's been grabbing them and from the looks of some, he's finally managed to start having orgasms, which as I thought about it, made me feel rather proud.

I decided not to embarrass him at the moment but took the ones i found and washed them and put back in my drawer.  The next night when I got home from work I did my normal routine, started to unbutton things in the garage and made my way to our bedroom continuing to open up my blouse so I could be freed of that cantankerous bra.  Even though I'm a full 38D I hate the things and the man who invented them, much like the nut who invented pantyhose, they just aren't for me.  I only wear a bra to work, except for the days when I "know" the boss will be out then I go braless in a sweater or something.  Anyway, back to the immediate issue.  I got out of my panties and laid them rather visibly on the top of the hamper, on top of the other things I had on at work.

After I fixed dinner and then got things cleared away and set up leftovers for everyone for school and work the next day, before sitting down to some reading and TV, I wandered back into the bedroom like I had forgotten something.  I looked and sure enough my panties that had been on top of the hamper had disappeared.  I could hear our son outside shooting baskets with a neighbor so I peeked in his room. His bed was partially unmade, so I lifted the pillow and sure enough there were Mom's panties.  Definitely caught the culprit.  Now do I say something today and truly embarrass him in front of the family or should I wait.  I decided to wait.

So a couple of days go by and each day panties disappear.  By chance I saw a pair I had worn yesterday back in the hamper, I picked them up and looked them over.  They were loaded with semi-dry cum.  I couldn't resist, I tasted the areas still wet.  OMG it was the wildest rush I've had in years.  What was coming over me?

The next day at work I formulated a plan of sorts, it depended on if our son was home alone when I got home or not.  I had, by accident of sorts, worn a skirt to work that day, not my usual routine, so it must have been karma to set this up.  In the garage I started my normal routine unbuttoning my blouse, my black, almost sheet bra definitely showing.  Instead of our bedroom though I went to our son's door, it was closed but I could clearly hear and tell he was having a great time and close to an orgasm.  Without knocking, I opened the door and walked in to the foot of his bed. His young cock clearly visible and a pair of panties, my panties wrapped around it, another pair in his mouth.

He almost gagged on the panties in his mouth. He was flustered and tried to cover up but by then I had a good hold on the covers, so his cock stood there at full mast, leaking lots of precum.  Yes, I know what you are wanting to know, I was very wet.  I told him I knew what he had been doing for a while.  I told him I wasn't sure until I found a pair of my panties loaded with his cum in the hamper yesterday.  Then it was my turn to blush because I admitted to tasting them.  He blushed almost as red as I think I did. I cautioned him again that he wasn't in trouble.  I praised him for a beautiful cock, one I hadn't seen for several years.  I knew it was still growing but it was a nice size. As we talked I moved down the side of the bed closer to him.

I stood there and thought it was now or never.  I took my hands and started to raise my skirt. At first he didn't notice what I was doing.  I was asking him if he enjoyed his masturbation more with Mom's panties, all he could do was nod.  When he could see the tops of my thigh highs, the lacy tops, he gasped as he realized I was lifting my skirt. At that point I suggested to him a pair that was wet and still quite hot from my crotch might be more benefitical to him.  He looked at me funny at that point. I smiled and told him to pay attention.

My fingers hooked the waist band of my panties and started to push them down over my hips, my bald cunt came into view and I managed to hold my skirt up so he got a veiw of it as well. As i pushed them lower I smiled at him, you had no idea Mom was hairless too did you?  Again, the cat had his tongue he just shook his head at me. By then I had stepped out of the panties and I ut them in his face.  Can you smell my cunt baby? I heard him sniff and he nodded, now he was smiling with me.  I told him to use them in whatever way worked for him, but if he needed help understanding anything that Mom was here to help.  I should have left but I backed up a step and I put one foot on his bed, my skirt again was hiked up, but I had to lift it again to show him more. I told him that just as he was doing but minus the panties that Mom masturbated often too.  I pulled the lips apart from my cunt and let him watch me for maybe a minute and as he watched, his own hand went back to his dick and with maybe four strokes he shot a load os semi-clear cum on my leg.  He watched as I scooped it up and tasted it.  Yes Mom loves cum so if you want to bring those panties to me when they are full I would like that very much and I turned around and walked out.  Well I peeked back in and winked at him, telling him I was serious if he needed help to let me know.  I could see he was torn about saying anything at the moment.....so what happened a short time later will be maybe another blog entry.  If you got this far I hope you enjoyed.