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When I was younger around 18, my mother used to travel with her friends, other ladies that were divorced and had children. Carol was more than 20 years my senior and I always had a secret crush on her. Her daughter was a nice girl named Brenda. My mother Sandra was always zany and so naive, but she was everyone's friend because she was nice to everyone. Carol was unlike my mother, very open, a risk taker, and the type of person to get her way. She was outgoing, loved to be with men, cool and confident.
One week after school was over, Carol and my mother planned a trip to the Smokey Mountains just to get away from their hectic lives and emotionally support each other from their painful divorces. We shared a two bedroom condominium and we really did enjoy each other’s company. We talked, played cards and watched TV together, as though we were one family. There was only one problem; the condo had only one bathroom. In the morning, we all had to share and there was somewhat of a conflict. Carol took the initiative and said, "Let's just keep this simple, we will go in alphabetical order...Brenda, Carol, me (Keith) and last Sandra. No griping, it made things flow well. Waiting seems to make it longer than it really is. Toward the end of our stay, while Carol was showering, in my young mind I really wanted to walk in on her as though it were a mistake and see her nude. I really wanted to shower with her and feel her body. I know it was fantasy but it seemed so tangible and a real possibility. I was really feeling close to her. Well, Carol finished and was walking away from the bathroom, she turned to me with a devilish grin and said, and “It's all yours Keith." Good, I can finally go, it seemed like forever. I looked on the floor and I saw a pair of Carol's panties laying there. I made sure that the door was locked because it seemed awkward. Even though I was 13 at the time, my cock got so erect, and I could not help it, I simply picked up her panties. I was trembling because this was so arousing. As I opened her panties, I noticed a couple of pubic hairs as well as it was moist. I did not question or know what it meant I simply licked the moisture and it tasted nice to me. I had to get into the shower and make it seem as though nothing was noticeable. Got into the shower and I could not help it, my first time masturbating myself. The orgasm was powerful. I groaned audibly. My mother knocked and said, "Keith, are you ok?" Yep, mom, uh, I am fine, dropped the soap on my toe. What a line. Anyway, I finished, but now I had a dilemma, what was I to do with Carols panties? Leave them on the floor and have my mother give them to Carol (soaked in my saliva)...No I thought about handing them to Carol, but now I would have to explain my tasting experience...No way. I went to plan C, rolled them in my towel and hide them and throw it on the bathroom floor next day.
While my mother was in the shower Carol and I were talking in front of the TV. I asked her where was Brenda? She told me Brenda was not feeling and went to bed. Carol asked me how my toe was. I said, "Oh it is fine", not remembering the excuse for the moan. "So you could hear?" She said, “Keith it was noticeable and our room is next to the thin walls. I could hear everything." I said "Everything?" She said, "Yes, everything." With that little grin and that gleam in her eye (certainly she heard me slapping the bishop); I felt the urge to masturbate again. My erection was noticeable, Carol glanced and I could tell she enjoyed the moment, so did I. Carol asked me if she could kiss my toe so it could fell better? I said,"Cmon I don’t believe that stuff." (What an idiot! I am blowing it) I said quickly, "Maybe you are right, I will give it a try." I gave her my leg and she elevated my foot to her mouth. She kissed it, wow did I feel great. I said it worked Carol!! She looked at me and said a little more to be sure. She started licking, then sucking on my toes in a manner to let me know it really was not my toe she was thinking about. It was awkward, and my mother would soon get out of the shower and it would be really difficult to explain. Carol was aware of this too. We went back to just talking, and I have to admit I was massaging her breasts with my eyes and I did not care that she noticed. I think she really enjoyed it. Carol was asking me if I had a girlfriend or if I ever kissed a girl. I said no. She said, when you grow up you really are going to be a catch for a lady. I could feel my next orgasm coming. All of the sudden my mother came in and she heard the tail end of Carol and me talking. Mother said, Keith go to the car and get my book. I said WHY? (I needed to delay because of my erection). Mother got audible get it. I got up and left. As I was leaving the condo, I could hear my mother get audible with Carol. She said."You know what you were saying to Keith was inappropriate." He is too young to know about kissing and being with a girl. Carol said, "C’mon Sandra, he is a boy and soon to be a man, and when I was his age I had a boyfriend and it was innocent."
My mother said, "You could almost assume that you were trying to seduce him." At this time I was looking through the opened window and made eye contact with Carol
The next line floored me. Carol got firm with my mother, "No way, if I wanted to seduce him, I would do something that would be obvious. I am not a lady like that."
Carol asked my mother, "Have I ever touched your son?" Mother said no. Carol asked my mother, "Have I left my garments, such as my panties around to seduce him?" Mother said no, and then apologized to Carol. I thought to myself, I knew Carol was bold, but I think she gave me an invitation. I could not help myself, I hid behind some plants and masturbated for the second time, and this orgasm was more felt. Kept my mouth shut this time.
Well, the rest of the evening was uneventful and the next day together was nothing special until it was time to shower. Again it was my turn to shower, and once again, Carol left her panties. I remember what I overheard and it was obvious that Carol was enticing me. I went through the same routine and kept the panties.
The vacation was over and we saw each other for a while. Over the years Carol remarried and later divorced. I eventually married and everything always seemed normal. In my mind I never forgot Carol and when sex seemed routine I would go in private to masturbate myself. Almost 30 years had passed and I finally saw Carol for the first time at my mother's funeral. It was a bit awkward but I had a nice conversation with Carol, a few laughs about the past a few tears for my mother's passing. We embraced; it was the first time that we touched since she kissed my toe!! Thoughts raced wildly through my head, and I have to admit I was getting a little aroused. We said goodbye and went home.
After the funeral, Carol and I had not seen each other for more than 5 years. I was at my desk and my mind was floating, I was bored, and I needed something to bring me alive. My married life was dry, sex was uneventful and I just felt a little mischievous. I looked up Carol over the internet, kept her phone number on a pad of paper for days till I got the courage up. I called; I just needed to hear her voice. Carol said, "Hello". I panicked, I said is David there? (Obviously, no David) she said no, and we hung up. Man, it was so nice to hear her voice and I am sure she did not recognize me. Almost a year had passed, I was watching football and out of the blue, Carol called. My wife gave me the phone and walked away because the conversation was quite boring. We talked for more than 3 hours; it was so nice to get caught up on things. Brenda had gone through a bad marriage and Carol never married. She said she wanted to hear my voice and wanted to see how I was doing, how life turned out. She further explained, I was such a part of her life, we were like family. I agreed, but Carol did not know that she meant much more to me than she put in words. Truth be known, I still had her panties, and I had over the years had masturbated to countless orgasms. So she was very special to me. Carol asked be if she wanted to get together for Dinner some time, my wife (Maria) and myself joining her and Brenda, It sounded great, but we could never get the time to work out for Brenda and Marie. I was in a since really wanting to see Carol, so I called her from my office and we talked. It was at the end of the day and I wanted a little more privacy so I went to my car. The conversation was going into two hours. We openly covered almost everything. We started talking about our sexual relations which were satisfying and which were not. We were open, we talked about self masturbation and how satisfying it was compared to reality. I even opened up to Carol and let her know for some reason, my most satisfying sexual experiences were with women that were more than 20 years my senior, I did not know why but they were. I really was hoping to break the ice with Carol. Anyway the conversation tamed, and we agreed to meet since Brenda and Maria were the hang up. My office was only a few miles Carol's house and I agreed to pick Carol up. There was no time limit, Maria was out of town. I really like Carol's company and the conversation would be fluid. As we went to dinner we talked for a couple of hours and we agreed that it was time that Carol needed to go home.
Once we got to Carol's house we embraced with the presumption this was good night. I was starting to get an erection and I knew I would not make it home without masturbating. I did a simple massage on Carol's back, not to seduce her, but because I wanted to feel her. She kissed me on the cheek and told me, "I missed you over the years and I knew you were going to become a real man." I moved to kiss her on the cheek, but she shifted her face and we really embraced and kissed. The breathing was audible, my heart was racing. I suggested we go in and have a cup of coffee and talk. Carol agreed. As we went into the Kitchen, Carol turned her back to me to start to make the coffee. I could not believe my eyes, she was older and had a little more weight and grey haired, but damn she was beautiful. As she reached for the can of coffee, I came to her from behind and hugged around her front while to other arm took control of her preventing her from opening the can. I pressed my erection next to her just to feel her. I told Carol, I don’t need coffee to stay up. Carol giggled a little and said to me, “I know.” At the same time she moved her ass next to my cock and rubbed me in a sensual way. I moved my arm off her arm and cupped her breast while nibbling her neck, we were both breathing deep and slow. I told Carol I have desired and craved you for a long time. Carol asked me how long? I said, “To be very honest, since I was 13.” She turned to me and with such lust in her eye said, “Really?” As though she did not know.
I said, “Oh yes Carol, for many years, you were the subject of my fantasies, I masturbated countless times thinking of you. To be honest, only you can satisfy me.” Carol suggested that we go to the living room and have a talk. I wanted more than talk, I wanted to taste her and make love to her. Too many years of build up were controlling me. As we approached the sofa, I could not stand it and I placed my arms at her hips and guided her to a new direction. I directed her to the hall leading to her bedroom. There was no hesitation on her behalf, in fact she held my hand and added her pace. Now in the bedroom, we were kissing. I was massaging her breasts. I was throbbing at this point. Carol grabbed my groin and told me, “I wanted this for so long.” I asked, “Since I was 13?” She said,”Yes, because you had qualities as a young man that I knew were going to develop nicely. I could not help myself for the attraction. I was willing to wait for years till you came of age. When you went to college and were no longer around, it broke my heart. I did understand.” I started undressing he blouse and removed her bra. Her large breasts sagged, but she was the most gorgeous lady that I have seen. I laid her on the bed and removed her skirt. Oh my goodness, there was Carol without her top and only her panties and panty hose on. I removed her hose and now her panties. I lost attention to Carol for a moment just to smell her panties, and then to lick them. Carol asked me,” Are you a panty person?” I said, “Yes for many years”. She smiled, she knew she planted the seeds, and she knew she was in control of me. It felt so wonderful. I looked at her grey hairy and wet pussy. I could not stop; I lapped up as much as I could while massaging Carol’s legs. Time stood still, Carol was moaning audible and squirming. I with my clothes still on had a massive orgasm, I was buckling and moaning, and it was powerful. I moved up to kiss Carol. Carol started to undress me. Soon I was completely nude, still erect and cum soaked in my boxers and on my cock. Carol started to suck my cock, and that was not enough because I wanted to still eat her. We were in a 69 for a long time, then Carol had her orgasm, she really erupted. It was now in the early morning and we were not through, we were having sex till dawn and it was all wonderful. We fell asleep in each other’s arms and stayed that way till about noon. As we awakened, I confessed to Carol that I kept her panties and told her that I tasted them over the years. Carol had sweet smile and told me that I meant them for you. Carol further explained even though it was inappropriate to be with me at the time, a little flirting did not hurt. She went on to tell me that she thought it was cute to see me have an erection at such a young age, and that since I was the only male in the group she has going to have sole possession of my attention. At that point, you were not your mother’s son, you were all mine. She told me, “In a sense, I still have you and you are mine.” Well it was time to go home and I asked her if I could have her panties so I could have a fresh taste.
Carol and I occasionally get together for lunch, and we go to a private location to make out and talk. I really love her company. We usually end our encounter with her giving me a pair of her soaked panties. The little things mean a lot.
One week after school was over, Carol and my mother planned a trip to the Smokey Mountains just to get away from their hectic lives and emotionally support each other from their painful divorces. We shared a two bedroom condominium and we really did enjoy each other’s company. We talked, played cards and watched TV together, as though we were one family. There was only one problem; the condo had only one bathroom. In the morning, we all had to share and there was somewhat of a conflict. Carol took the initiative and said, "Let's just keep this simple, we will go in alphabetical order...Brenda, Carol, me (Keith) and last Sandra. No griping, it made things flow well. Waiting seems to make it longer than it really is. Toward the end of our stay, while Carol was showering, in my young mind I really wanted to walk in on her as though it were a mistake and see her nude. I really wanted to shower with her and feel her body. I know it was fantasy but it seemed so tangible and a real possibility. I was really feeling close to her. Well, Carol finished and was walking away from the bathroom, she turned to me with a devilish grin and said, and “It's all yours Keith." Good, I can finally go, it seemed like forever. I looked on the floor and I saw a pair of Carol's panties laying there. I made sure that the door was locked because it seemed awkward. Even though I was 13 at the time, my cock got so erect, and I could not help it, I simply picked up her panties. I was trembling because this was so arousing. As I opened her panties, I noticed a couple of pubic hairs as well as it was moist. I did not question or know what it meant I simply licked the moisture and it tasted nice to me. I had to get into the shower and make it seem as though nothing was noticeable. Got into the shower and I could not help it, my first time masturbating myself. The orgasm was powerful. I groaned audibly. My mother knocked and said, "Keith, are you ok?" Yep, mom, uh, I am fine, dropped the soap on my toe. What a line. Anyway, I finished, but now I had a dilemma, what was I to do with Carols panties? Leave them on the floor and have my mother give them to Carol (soaked in my saliva)...No I thought about handing them to Carol, but now I would have to explain my tasting experience...No way. I went to plan C, rolled them in my towel and hide them and throw it on the bathroom floor next day.
While my mother was in the shower Carol and I were talking in front of the TV. I asked her where was Brenda? She told me Brenda was not feeling and went to bed. Carol asked me how my toe was. I said, "Oh it is fine", not remembering the excuse for the moan. "So you could hear?" She said, “Keith it was noticeable and our room is next to the thin walls. I could hear everything." I said "Everything?" She said, "Yes, everything." With that little grin and that gleam in her eye (certainly she heard me slapping the bishop); I felt the urge to masturbate again. My erection was noticeable, Carol glanced and I could tell she enjoyed the moment, so did I. Carol asked me if she could kiss my toe so it could fell better? I said,"Cmon I don’t believe that stuff." (What an idiot! I am blowing it) I said quickly, "Maybe you are right, I will give it a try." I gave her my leg and she elevated my foot to her mouth. She kissed it, wow did I feel great. I said it worked Carol!! She looked at me and said a little more to be sure. She started licking, then sucking on my toes in a manner to let me know it really was not my toe she was thinking about. It was awkward, and my mother would soon get out of the shower and it would be really difficult to explain. Carol was aware of this too. We went back to just talking, and I have to admit I was massaging her breasts with my eyes and I did not care that she noticed. I think she really enjoyed it. Carol was asking me if I had a girlfriend or if I ever kissed a girl. I said no. She said, when you grow up you really are going to be a catch for a lady. I could feel my next orgasm coming. All of the sudden my mother came in and she heard the tail end of Carol and me talking. Mother said, Keith go to the car and get my book. I said WHY? (I needed to delay because of my erection). Mother got audible get it. I got up and left. As I was leaving the condo, I could hear my mother get audible with Carol. She said."You know what you were saying to Keith was inappropriate." He is too young to know about kissing and being with a girl. Carol said, "C’mon Sandra, he is a boy and soon to be a man, and when I was his age I had a boyfriend and it was innocent."
My mother said, "You could almost assume that you were trying to seduce him." At this time I was looking through the opened window and made eye contact with Carol
The next line floored me. Carol got firm with my mother, "No way, if I wanted to seduce him, I would do something that would be obvious. I am not a lady like that."
Carol asked my mother, "Have I ever touched your son?" Mother said no. Carol asked my mother, "Have I left my garments, such as my panties around to seduce him?" Mother said no, and then apologized to Carol. I thought to myself, I knew Carol was bold, but I think she gave me an invitation. I could not help myself, I hid behind some plants and masturbated for the second time, and this orgasm was more felt. Kept my mouth shut this time.
Well, the rest of the evening was uneventful and the next day together was nothing special until it was time to shower. Again it was my turn to shower, and once again, Carol left her panties. I remember what I overheard and it was obvious that Carol was enticing me. I went through the same routine and kept the panties.
The vacation was over and we saw each other for a while. Over the years Carol remarried and later divorced. I eventually married and everything always seemed normal. In my mind I never forgot Carol and when sex seemed routine I would go in private to masturbate myself. Almost 30 years had passed and I finally saw Carol for the first time at my mother's funeral. It was a bit awkward but I had a nice conversation with Carol, a few laughs about the past a few tears for my mother's passing. We embraced; it was the first time that we touched since she kissed my toe!! Thoughts raced wildly through my head, and I have to admit I was getting a little aroused. We said goodbye and went home.
After the funeral, Carol and I had not seen each other for more than 5 years. I was at my desk and my mind was floating, I was bored, and I needed something to bring me alive. My married life was dry, sex was uneventful and I just felt a little mischievous. I looked up Carol over the internet, kept her phone number on a pad of paper for days till I got the courage up. I called; I just needed to hear her voice. Carol said, "Hello". I panicked, I said is David there? (Obviously, no David) she said no, and we hung up. Man, it was so nice to hear her voice and I am sure she did not recognize me. Almost a year had passed, I was watching football and out of the blue, Carol called. My wife gave me the phone and walked away because the conversation was quite boring. We talked for more than 3 hours; it was so nice to get caught up on things. Brenda had gone through a bad marriage and Carol never married. She said she wanted to hear my voice and wanted to see how I was doing, how life turned out. She further explained, I was such a part of her life, we were like family. I agreed, but Carol did not know that she meant much more to me than she put in words. Truth be known, I still had her panties, and I had over the years had masturbated to countless orgasms. So she was very special to me. Carol asked be if she wanted to get together for Dinner some time, my wife (Maria) and myself joining her and Brenda, It sounded great, but we could never get the time to work out for Brenda and Marie. I was in a since really wanting to see Carol, so I called her from my office and we talked. It was at the end of the day and I wanted a little more privacy so I went to my car. The conversation was going into two hours. We openly covered almost everything. We started talking about our sexual relations which were satisfying and which were not. We were open, we talked about self masturbation and how satisfying it was compared to reality. I even opened up to Carol and let her know for some reason, my most satisfying sexual experiences were with women that were more than 20 years my senior, I did not know why but they were. I really was hoping to break the ice with Carol. Anyway the conversation tamed, and we agreed to meet since Brenda and Maria were the hang up. My office was only a few miles Carol's house and I agreed to pick Carol up. There was no time limit, Maria was out of town. I really like Carol's company and the conversation would be fluid. As we went to dinner we talked for a couple of hours and we agreed that it was time that Carol needed to go home.
Once we got to Carol's house we embraced with the presumption this was good night. I was starting to get an erection and I knew I would not make it home without masturbating. I did a simple massage on Carol's back, not to seduce her, but because I wanted to feel her. She kissed me on the cheek and told me, "I missed you over the years and I knew you were going to become a real man." I moved to kiss her on the cheek, but she shifted her face and we really embraced and kissed. The breathing was audible, my heart was racing. I suggested we go in and have a cup of coffee and talk. Carol agreed. As we went into the Kitchen, Carol turned her back to me to start to make the coffee. I could not believe my eyes, she was older and had a little more weight and grey haired, but damn she was beautiful. As she reached for the can of coffee, I came to her from behind and hugged around her front while to other arm took control of her preventing her from opening the can. I pressed my erection next to her just to feel her. I told Carol, I don’t need coffee to stay up. Carol giggled a little and said to me, “I know.” At the same time she moved her ass next to my cock and rubbed me in a sensual way. I moved my arm off her arm and cupped her breast while nibbling her neck, we were both breathing deep and slow. I told Carol I have desired and craved you for a long time. Carol asked me how long? I said, “To be very honest, since I was 13.” She turned to me and with such lust in her eye said, “Really?” As though she did not know.
I said, “Oh yes Carol, for many years, you were the subject of my fantasies, I masturbated countless times thinking of you. To be honest, only you can satisfy me.” Carol suggested that we go to the living room and have a talk. I wanted more than talk, I wanted to taste her and make love to her. Too many years of build up were controlling me. As we approached the sofa, I could not stand it and I placed my arms at her hips and guided her to a new direction. I directed her to the hall leading to her bedroom. There was no hesitation on her behalf, in fact she held my hand and added her pace. Now in the bedroom, we were kissing. I was massaging her breasts. I was throbbing at this point. Carol grabbed my groin and told me, “I wanted this for so long.” I asked, “Since I was 13?” She said,”Yes, because you had qualities as a young man that I knew were going to develop nicely. I could not help myself for the attraction. I was willing to wait for years till you came of age. When you went to college and were no longer around, it broke my heart. I did understand.” I started undressing he blouse and removed her bra. Her large breasts sagged, but she was the most gorgeous lady that I have seen. I laid her on the bed and removed her skirt. Oh my goodness, there was Carol without her top and only her panties and panty hose on. I removed her hose and now her panties. I lost attention to Carol for a moment just to smell her panties, and then to lick them. Carol asked me,” Are you a panty person?” I said, “Yes for many years”. She smiled, she knew she planted the seeds, and she knew she was in control of me. It felt so wonderful. I looked at her grey hairy and wet pussy. I could not stop; I lapped up as much as I could while massaging Carol’s legs. Time stood still, Carol was moaning audible and squirming. I with my clothes still on had a massive orgasm, I was buckling and moaning, and it was powerful. I moved up to kiss Carol. Carol started to undress me. Soon I was completely nude, still erect and cum soaked in my boxers and on my cock. Carol started to suck my cock, and that was not enough because I wanted to still eat her. We were in a 69 for a long time, then Carol had her orgasm, she really erupted. It was now in the early morning and we were not through, we were having sex till dawn and it was all wonderful. We fell asleep in each other’s arms and stayed that way till about noon. As we awakened, I confessed to Carol that I kept her panties and told her that I tasted them over the years. Carol had sweet smile and told me that I meant them for you. Carol further explained even though it was inappropriate to be with me at the time, a little flirting did not hurt. She went on to tell me that she thought it was cute to see me have an erection at such a young age, and that since I was the only male in the group she has going to have sole possession of my attention. At that point, you were not your mother’s son, you were all mine. She told me, “In a sense, I still have you and you are mine.” Well it was time to go home and I asked her if I could have her panties so I could have a fresh taste.
Carol and I occasionally get together for lunch, and we go to a private location to make out and talk. I really love her company. We usually end our encounter with her giving me a pair of her soaked panties. The little things mean a lot.
Poster:
Keith
