Smelling My Moms Panties Novels & Stories

The person says, who is none other than Mario, her ex-husband. Xavier, who has never seen his mother gets upset other than in the office, was suddenly shocked. At first, he wanted to defend the uncle who is offering him the sausages, but he's getting scared. Xavier chose to hug his mother tightly after all. "Mom, let's back home." Xavier whispers in Lucrecia's ear. The whispers instantly muffled Lucrecia's emotion which is about to burst. Lucrecia exhales slowly, trying to hold back her anger. Then turn around to Alan who is cooking the sausages.

“I need to taste you. Please, Mommy.” “Yeah, baby girl? You been thinking about it all day? How good my pussy is gonna taste for you. How I’m gonna cum in your mouth? How I’m gonna sit on your face and ride your tongue like a it’s a pogo stick?” I purr in her ear as she kisses down my neck. The scent of her arousal is potent in the air and mine quickly mingles with it. I chuckle as her hands move under my shirt, up my torso, and beneath the band of my sports bra to cup my tits.

I’d imagine burying my face between her legs, licking her until she screamed my name instead of Dad’s. Just last week I did it again. Peter was at work. Kelly was out running errands. I went straight to the master bedroom, found the black lace thong she’d worn the day before, and wrapped it around my cock. I lay on their bed, sniffing the gusset while I pumped my fist. “Fuck, Mom… your pussy smells so good. I want to stretch that married cunt open,” I groaned as I came hard, shooting thick ropes of cum all over the inside of her panties.

Then, I turned around to face them and calmly said, "I've finished the persimmons. That means I can leave now, right?" A complex look appeared in everyone's eyes at once. They never expected that someone who had once been so docile and obedient would suddenly become so stubborn and determined this time. Mom then fell to the ground with a loud wail and began to sob.

That was the sound of my last struggle in the coffin that she had heard, and it had turned into an eternal curse for her. The shopping security threw her out like a sandbag, and my mother continued loitering in the cold wind, ending up in a large garbage dump behind the shopping mall. She found a big, wooden box that was abandoned in the dump, and her sickening, yellow eyes suddenly brightened strangely.

How could he not smell it? My hands started shaking. I pulled Elise along and stopped another person, then another. I asked ten people in a row. Every single one of them said the same thing. They smelled nothing. Something was seriously wrong. There was nothing wrong with my sense of smell. "Mom, what are you doing? You're acting weird." Elise grabbed my arm, embarrassed, then turned and walked off. I felt like I was about to break. Where the hell was the problem coming from?

I saw mom put on a change of clothes. She was now wearing a pair of sheer pink panties with black trim with matching sheer bra and light black stockings and pink garter belt. She had on a sexy pink top that showed some cleavage and a black skirt about 2 inches of above her knees. She left her bedroom and was coming to my mancave in the basement. I quickly closed my laptop. Mom knocked on the door and I said come in. Mom, asked I am going to the mall, want to go? I replied sure, let me change clothes. Mom said, O.K., I will be in the kitchen. Mom turned and walked away and I quietly hurried to the base of the stairs as she started to walk up. I took and zoomed my mini-cam and took video of he

It was another pair of panties. These ones were dark purple. As I examined them, I realized they were damp in the middle. Freshly damp. Was it our conversation that had turned her on enough to cream her panties? Completely unable to resist the sudden urge that came over me, I turned them inside out and then lifted them to my face. I could smell my daughter's musk, and it drove me wild. Then, I slowly ran my tongue along the crotch, tasting the juice she had deposited on the fabric.

Mom said it jokingly, and I blushed even more. "Wait, what is that smell?" Mom asked while sniffing around; she came closer to me, trying to sniff my thighs. "Are you wet? What? Hahahaha, my little girl is craving Mom said I felt so embarrassed, and I ran out of the sitting straight to wash myself.

“Don’t her panties smell wonderful? They’ve been hugging her warm, mature pussy all day long.” The boy’s ass lifted off the ground as his boner flexed excitedly. His mom gently pushed his hips back down with her leg. “Down, tiger!” she giggled, then pulled Ruth’s lingerie away and dangled another set. “Mmm, look at this sexy pair. These are Aunt Morgan’s bra and panties, baby. I bet you’ve been dying to smell her pregnant pussy, haven’t you?” Amber moaned softly, pressing the crotch of her sister’s panties firmly to his nose.