Here is part 3. I just want to start out by saying how sorry I am that it took so damn long. Not to make excuses, but I was very busy for a while. It took me long enough but I'm finally able to get back to writing. Again, sorry for the wait. But anyhow, this is the third and probably final part of my Mommy's Panties series. I hope you guys enjoy this one as much as you enjoyed the other two. As always, your feedback and your support are greatly appreciated.
All characters in this story are at least 18 years of age.
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I had been in LA for a couple of months now. I was living in a 2 bedroom apartment a few miles from the university campus. Luckily before I left home, mom opened a bank account in my name and had been depositing money in it each week, so I was able to afford the relatively high cost of living in LA. Living in the apartment with me was my roommate James, we got along pretty well and had become friends in our time living under the same roof. We would often times hang out when neither of us had classes. I made a few other friends as well, none of them female. Despite all the stuff with mom, I still couldn't talk to girls. Well, that's not entirely true, I could talk to James' girlfriend Amanda, we got along alright but I wouldn't say we're friends precisely.
Despite getting settled in and making a few friends, I still missed mom most of all. We sadly didn't even get much time to talk on the phone because of our conflicting schedules. Not only that but, without mom around, I was horny all the time. Luckily however, I did manage to find an outlet for my sexual frustration.
One night I woke up, needing to take a piss. I got out of my bed and left my bedroom. I quietly made my way down the short hallway of our apartment. I got to the bathroom, turned on the light and shut the door behind me. After my piss, while I was washing my hands at the sink, I saw in the mirror laying behind me on the floor was a crumpled pair of pale yellow cotton panties. I remembered that Amanda had stayed the night with James, she must've left her panties on the floor when she took a shower hours before. As I stared at the reflection of the panties in the mirror, I thought back to all my adventures with mom's panties and my cock began to twitch and come to life.
Now thinking with my dick rather than my brain, I turned around and knelt down to pick up the panties. Sadly, the panties had lost their warmth as they had been laying on the floor for a few hours, but the crotch still felt a little moist. I slowly brought the panties up to my nose for a little sniff as I was not sure how they'd smell, after all to date the only panties I'd ever sniffed were mom's. They smelled musky, not nearly as intense as mom's, the smell was different as well, but it made my cock harden nonetheless. I buried my nose in the crotch of Amanda's panties and took a big whiff.
As I inhaled the musky aroma left by Amanda's pussy, I took out my now rock hard cock and began stroking it. It had been so long since I'd gotten off, I knew I wouldn't last long. I continued sniffing the panties, increasing the pace of my stroking. Within a couple of minutes, I felt my orgasm quickly approaching. I removed the panties from my face long enough to reach over to the counter for some toilet paper. Once I had some toilet paper in hand I brought the panties back up my face, I tilted my head back so the panties would stay over my nose, and so I had a free hand for the toilet paper. I went back to furiously jerking my cock until my orgasm hit, I quickly covered the tip of my dick with the toilet paper and began shooting my load. As I came, my knees began to shake and I had brace myself to prevent my knees from buckling.
After my orgasm ran its course, I flushed the tp and put the panties right back where I found them. I went back to bed, and fell asleep rather quickly, spent after my orgasm. Though I had got off using Amanda's panties, I didn't dream about her, rather I dreamed only about my mother and the glorious adventures we had before I left.
Over the next couple of weeks, I continued to jerk off with Amanda's panties any time she stayed over with James. It wasn't that I was attracted to Amanda, sure she was an attractive girl, but my heart belonged to another, my mother to be more specific. I used Amanda's panties just to get off, but while I inhaled their scent I only ever thought of mom.
I arrived back at my apartment one Friday evening after my late class, as soon as I got inside I collapsed on my couch to relax. James was staying the night at Amanda's, so I'd have the place to myself, the obvious downside of that being I wouldn't have access to Amanda's panties, which I'd become quite accustomed to. As I began to think of something to eat for supper, I was startled by a knock at my door. I wondered who it could be, as I never got many visitors. I stood up off the couch and walked over to answer the door. As I opened the door I was stunned by what I saw. It was none other than mom standing at my door with a suit case next to her. Mom's eyes lit up as soon as she saw me and immediately embraced me in a tight hug.
"Mom!?!" I exclaimed. "What are you doing here?"
Mom broke our embrace then stepped back, looking at me quizzically. "Well, are you gonna invite me in or what?" she said.
"umm.. uhh.. y.. yeah sure, come in" I said still in shock, grabbing her suitcase and motioning my mother inside.
"hmm.. pretty nice little place you got here, honey." mom said, after having a quick look around.
"...yeah.. thanks mom.. but what are you doing here?" I asked again.
"Oh well, I was dying to see you honey, so I decided to hop on a plane and come pay you a surprise visit... what, are you not happy to see me?" mom said.
"Of course I'm happy to see you mom. I just wasn't expecting it is all." I said.
I was in fact happy to see her, it had felt like forever since we'd last seen each other. But I didn't knw where she planned on staying, the apartment was rather small, even with James gone for the night.
"Where are you gonna stay, mom? I'm afraid I don't have room here." I said, apologetically.
"Oh that's alright honey, I've already got a hotel room." she said.
Mom and I embraced again as we spoke, this time however, the embrace was tighter. Feeling her sizable bust squeezed against my chest caused my cock to begin hardening. And it was poking her thigh, there was no way she couldn't feel it.
"Oh, looks like someone is a bit excited" Mom said, with a sexy giggle, she broke our embrace and backed away. "If I know my son as well as I think I do.. I'll bet you haven't gotten off at all these past couple of months." mom said in seductive tone.
She wasn't entirely accurate, I had managed to get off, but I didn't want to tell her about Amanda's panties. All I could do was nod in response as I stared at my mother's beautiful appearance. She wore tight jeans and a tight shirt, both of which sculpted perfectly to the contours of her body. Mom had certainly dressed to impress on this evening.
"You know, I've been so horny since you left. I got so excited I played with my pussy in the rental car on the way over here and now, my panties are soaked." mom said, beginning to undo her pants. "What do ya say, honey? Do you wanna sniff mommy's panties for old times sake?"
"Yes I do, mommy." I said, my heart rate rising and my cock hardening fully.
Mom smiled and began pulling her jeans down. There was no way I was gonna turn down her offer, I'd been craving her panties for weeks now. Mom stepped out of her jeans and kicked them to the side. I stared at the familiar black lacy panties which encased mom's voluptuous ass. She then hooked her fingers under the waistband and began peeling them over her curvaceous hips. My jaw dropped as her bush and pussy were exposed to me for the first time in months. I was instantly relieved that she hadn't shaved her pussy, as I had come to appreciate a good bush on a woman. Mom peeled her panties off the rest of the way and held them in her hand out in front of her for me to grab.
