When the door opened I was like a deer caught in the headlights. Frozen. Stupefied and frozen. Embarrassed, excited, ashamed and humiliated. All of this in about 5 seconds. And to make it even worse I started to ejaculate. Being 18 I squirted a lot. And all over the place. I couldn't stop and my hand kept moving up and down my hard spurting penis as my mother stood there just looking at me. I was wearing one of her bras and a pair of her panties. Plus a pair pulled over my head with the crotch against my nose, and another in my hand and wrapped around the head of my penis. But it had come off the head which is why I spurted every where. Shock, Dismay and a wordless "oh my god" were in my mind.
My mother, on the other hand, let out with a loud "Oh MY God", what are you doing? OH, never mind, I know. Why are you doing that? Oh, never mind."
With that she turned and walked out the door. I didn't know what to do. She was home earlier than I had planned. No matter, she was here now and I was caught and ...And I didn't know what to do next. The thrill was gone, but it was a very powerful climax for a few short seconds. Now I had to think about what I was going to say or do. What possible explanation would I have for this?
I fell/sat on my bed as I pulled the panties off my head and used the other pair to wipe up my ejaculate. I had to clean the carpet and for that I used a towel that was on the floor. Too much had happened too fast and I was, to say the least, stunned. As I sat back on my bed after cleaning the carpet a soft knock came at the door and my mother asked if I was all right followed by a "may I come in"?.
Just a minute, I pleaded. Yes, that's how it came out, as a pleading. At least that is how it sounded to me. I couldn't say no, which is what I wanted to say. What is going to happen to me now? I wondered. I quickly took off the panties I was wearing and pulled on my pants and a T shirt. Another soft knock followed by "Jason, we need to talk".
With that the door opened and in walked my mother.
She was a good looking woman about 5'7" tall and shapely; a 34 C and size 6 panties. I know because I had been playing with her underwear for about 2 years by this time. A real MILF. I didn't want to, but that is how she looked.
I was standing having no idea what to do with my hands, which hung by my side and felt like a foreign parts of my now trembling body.
"I know what you were doing and I understand it" she said. "I know that all boys and men masturbate its part of nature. Nothing wrong with that. But, why were you wearing my underwear?" "Do I do that to you?" "Tell me the truth, now, do I?"
I was momentarily tongue tied. I mean what do I say? She was a fox, but it was her panties that turned me on. I liked panties and hers were the only ones I had access to. I liked my aunts' panties too, but didn't have any way of getting them. Except when I was at her house. Then I would pull them from the hamper and sniff the slight yellow dried female juices in them, wrap them around my penis and cum. Once I actually came right in the crotch. It felt so good I couldn't stop. I was very careful to wipe all the jizz out of the panties before I put them back so she wouldn't notice. I hoped she wouldn't notice.
Now here I was, facing my own mother who wanted to know if I thought of her while I masturbated with her panties.
"I would understand if you did. And I 'm not mad at you at all, honey, I'm just curious. Just what is it that causes you to use my panties and bra?" She said all this as she walked over to me and hugged me pressing her tits into my chest. All moms do this and most of the time it goes unnoticed. But not this time. I was still semi hard. Why, I don't know, but I was.
"Don't' worry, everything is OK, we'll work this out," she said as she pulled me even closer. Now my semi hard penis is pressing against her, right at her mound. I feel it. She must feel it too. I try to pull back to avoid "poking" her. She resists saying "it's all right Jason, I do understand"
