John was your typical, horny teenager. A little under six feet tall, John was slender but with decent body definition. He was active in sports, and all of that activity had given him a nice, defined buttocks for a guy. He was most proud of his cock, however. It wasn't some monster by any means, but it was a very respectable 7" and John felt like it was above average in the thickness department.
Although he was still a virgin, his hand had seen plenty of action. And recently he had been inspired to increase that action.
He had turned 18 a week ago, and his parents had given him a very interesting but playful present. A shoebox full of brand new pornographic magazines. Sure, he had a computer and internet access for any of those needs, but there was something erotic about his own parents openly providing him with masturbation material.
John's family had always been very playful and open as well as uninhibited. His mother, Jasmine, was still as beautiful as a young college co-ed. With her long, brunette hair and her 34DD breasts, she still turned plenty of heads. Although her breasts were fake, they suited her perfectly. And even though she was his mother, John had often enjoyed anytime he caught a glimpse of his mother's ass. She was the definition of a MILF, and John sometimes had fantasies about her. It didn't help that his mom still dressed like she was in her 20's... tight jeans, short skirts, going braless as often as she could.
Steve, John's father, was a couple of years older than Jasmine at 42. Just over six feet tall, Steve exercised often and kept himself in great shape. Similar to Jasmine, John viewed his father as the kind of guy who could easily land most girls if he chose.
The magazines they had bestowed upon John weren't the interesting part. The interesting part was the mixture within, which included just about everything: straight porn, lesbian porn, bisexual porn, and even one of the magazines was a gay porn.
"It's important to keep an open mind." Steve had told him on his birthday. "You won't know what you enjoy until you give it a try. You're at the age where you'll start to figure out what things you enjoy and what you don't."
John had agreed with his father. John knew that he certainly was attracted to women, particularly their bottoms, but he had also realized long before the birthday present that he was, at the very least, bicurious. He wasn't attracted to men in the same manner, necessarily, but the sight of a big, throbbing cock was definitely a turn on. It was because of this that he found the magazine collection so intriguing. Bisexual porn AND gay porn? Did his parents know how he felt about seeing a nice, thick penis? Either way, all of these magazines would be getting plenty of attention and plenty of use.
"Masturbation is a normal part of life." Jasmine had told him. "Never be ashamed of taking care of yourself. You don't have to lock yourself away in your room. Your father and I aren't going to judge you. We love you, sweetie."
John agreed his mom and thanked his parents for being so cool. He was aware of how rare it must be to have such open and understanding parents.
***
It was an average Saturday morning as John rolled over in bed. Tossing the bedsheet off of him, he sat up. He was in his typical sleep attire: boxers. Also a regular occurrence was John's morning erection. As he reached for the special shoebox, he remembered that his mom was taking his dad to the airport this morning. That meant he had the house to himself.
John smiled and pulled out one of the bisexual magazines, heading to the living room for some personal time. He left his boxers on but pulled his erection out, letting it sway back and forth as he walked.
Upon reaching the living room, John's jaw dropped when he noticed something on the floor next to the couch. There, staring him in the face, was his mother's discarded underwear. A pair of black, lacy panties.
John assumed his parents had probably had sex before going to the airport, and his mom had just forgotten to pick up afterwards. After all, his parents were quite uninhibited. It wasn't unusual for John to accidentally walk in on them having sex. In the kitchen, the bathroom, once in the backyard. It never bothered him either. He thought it was great that they clearly still turned each other on after so many years of marriage.
But this was the first time John had stumbled across a rogue pair of his mother's underwear. Feeling naughty, John took a seat on the couch with his magazine and took the panties in his hand. He inspected them closely. The crotch had a beautiful white stain that contrasted against the black material and was still slightly damp. John's cock throbbed as he slowly brought the underwear closer to his face.
Holding the panties against his nose, John inhaled deeply, taking in the scent of his own mother. The smell was incredible, and a rush of excitement washed over him. He inhaled deeply once more, savoring her sacred essence as he lowered his hand, wrapping the lacy fabric around his shaft. With his other hand, he opened the magazine, perusing through the naughty pictures.
John turned the pages, stroking himself slowly, until he came upon a set of pictures which involved an older woman with two younger men at a pool. One picture showed the woman taking both of their cocks into her mouth at the same time.
"Damn that's hot." John said to himself. He started to fantasize that the woman was his mother, and that he was one of the young men inside of her mouth. "That's it, mom. Suck those big cocks."
Another picture showed one of the young dicks sliding into the woman's vagina as she continued to suck on the other cock.
"That's it, you dirty whore. Take it from both ends." John said as he increased the speed of his hand running up and down his shaft. He turned another page and what he saw made his cock throb violently.
The woman was bent over, taking a dick in her ass. The other dick, however, was in the ass of the boy fucking her. John imagined being in his mom's ass while a big cock stuffed his own rectum. He felt another wave of excitement wash over him as his leaned his head back, closed his eyes, and orgasmed into his mother's lace underwear. Three healthy globs of sticky cum flooded the panties.
John loosened his grip on his softening rod, keeping his eyes closed to enjoy the post-orgasm pleasure. After such a strong orgasm, however, John drifted off to sleep.
***
John was awoken by a tapping on his shoulder. As his eyes fluttered open, he saw Jasmine standing over him.
"Hey mom." He said in his groggy stupor. And then suddenly he remembered what he was doing before falling asleep. "Oh fuck. Mom, I'm so sor-"
"You're fine." Jasmine said, interrupting him. "I told you not to be ashamed of taking care of yourself."
John looked down, the panties still around his now flaccid penis. He looked back up at his mother, who was smiling back at him. All he could do was blush as Jasmine reached down and delicately reclaimed her underwear with one hand.
Still embarrassed, John quickly stuffed his penis back into his boxers and shut the magazine, which had also been left wide open.
"Quite a load you had built up in those balls, honey." Jasmine told her son as she examined the condition of her lace panties.
"Sorry mom."
"Don't be!" She replied. "Why don't you take a quick shower and I'll make you some lunch?"
"Okay."
John took a very quick shower, still embarrassed about the position his own mother had discovered him in. After getting cleaned up, he put on a fresh pair of boxers, some gym shorts and a t-shirt.
Heading back to the kitchen, he saw his mom finishing up a turkey sandwich. Her back was to him and he couldn't help but admire her backside. She was wearing a skimpy crop top and some risqué denim shorts that left the bottom of her ass cheeks exposed.
"Damn mom." John said. "You really wore that to the airport?"
Jasmine giggled, turning around and setting the plate with the sandwich in front of her son. Her breasts tested the stretching ability of the crop top, and the nipples poking out confirmed that she did not have on a bra.
"I sure did." Jasmine told him. "Your dad loves seeing how people react to my outfits. And I enjoy the attention as well."
"Thanks for the sandwich, mom." John said, picking it up and taking a bite.
"You're welcome, sweetheart." She replied, leaning against the counter. "Now about my panties that you had wrapped around your cock..."
John blushed, his embarrassment rushing back.
"...why did they turn you on so much?" Jasmine asked with a grin.
