My Stepmothers Panties

My Stepmother’s Panties: A Steamy Erotic Tale

I had always had a thing for my stepmother. She was a beautiful woman with curves in all the right places and a body that was just begging for attention. She was also very confident and didn’t mind flirting with me at times. I had always wanted to take things further with her, but I knew she wouldn’t be interested in a relationship with her stepson.

One day, I was alone in the house while my stepmother was out shopping. I decided to take the opportunity to snoop around and see if I could find anything that might give me a clue as to what she was really like. I started in her bedroom and quickly noticed a pair of red lacy panties lying on the floor.

I picked them up and brought them close to my face, inhaling the scent of her. It was a heady mix of woman and sex and I was instantly aroused. I imagined what it would be like to be with her, to feel her body against mine and to explore her.

I tucked the panties into my pocket and decided I would take them home with me. Later that night, when I was alone in bed, I pulled them out and stroked them against my face. I was aroused, but I couldn’t understand why. I had never been attracted to women before, but something about these panties made me feel something I had never felt before.

The next day, I decided to confront my stepmother about the panties. I waited until she was alone and then asked her about them. She looked embarrassed and said she had forgotten about them and asked me not to tell anyone. I asked her why she was so embarrassed and she told me that she had been having an affair.

I was shocked, but I couldn’t help but feel a little aroused by the knowledge that my stepmother was a sexual being. I asked her who the man was and she refused to tell me. She said it was best if I didn’t know and that she would never see him again.

I was disappointed, but I was also intrigued. I asked her if I could keep the panties and she said yes. I thanked her and went back to my room, feeling both excited and scared.

That night, I slept with the panties under my pillow and dreamt about my stepmother. I dreamt about what it would be like to touch her and to make love to her. I awoke feeling both aroused and ashamed.

The next day, I decided to take things a step further and asked my stepmother if I could see her wearing the panties. She looked shocked, but then a naughty smile spread across her face. She said she would think about it and then she left the room.

Later that day, I was in my bedroom when I heard the door open. I looked up and saw my stepmother standing there wearing nothing but the red lacy panties. I couldn’t believe my eyes and I felt my heart racing. I wanted her more than anything in that moment and I could feel my body responding.

My stepmother walked towards me and asked me what I wanted. I told her I wanted to make love to her and she laughed. She said I was a naughty boy and she liked it. She climbed onto the bed and we kissed passionately. I felt my body responding to her touch and I wanted her more than anything.

We made love for what felt like hours and I experienced a pleasure I had never felt before. Afterwards, we lay together in silence, our bodies entwined. I felt closer to her than I ever had before and I knew I had found someone I could love.

That night, I fell asleep with my stepmother’s panties held tight to my chest, dreaming of what our future together could be like.