Whenever my Mom has Nadia over for afternoon happy-hour, I sneak peeks at them as often as I can without tipping myself off as a pervert. I then spend twenty minutes in the bathroom jerking off.
One day my mother was apparently visiting Nadia at her house when I got home from school. Mini wouldn’t be home for several more hours because of basketball practice. I went down the hall to lie down on my bed and jerk-off in private. As I was about to turn the corner to my room I had a better idea. I continued to the end of the hall and opened my parent’s bedroom door. I could smell mom’s perfume lingering in the air. I went across the room and sat on the bed.
I noticed that she had left a pair of panties and a bra on the end of the triple dresser. I reached over and picked them up and laid back on the bed with both draped over my face. I inhaled deeply and could smell a musky odor. My dick was already hard but the odor made it twitch and push against my pants. Out of curiosity I lifted the bra from my face and inspected the tag. It read, ’34-DD.’ I smiled and laid it back across my eyes.
I unzipped my pants and pulled my erect cock out and began stroking it quickly as I deeply inhaled the odor of mom’s under-things. It wasn’t long before I could feel my climax coming on fast. I hadn’t prepared with anything to catch my jizz and now it was too late. I was breathing rapidly as I groaned, “Oh Fuck. Oh Fuck.” I grabbed the panties off my face and wrapped them quickly around my cock just as the first stream of cum erupted. Every muscle in my body contracted as I fired stream after stream of thick cum into the panties. ‘Mother-fucker, I’ve never cum like that before,’ I thought.
After the last shot drooled out of my cock onto Mom’s panties, I sat up and unfolded them. The huge load of cum on the satiny material would be impossible to hide. ‘Holy Shit; what was I going to do now,’ I thought. I walked down the hall to the bathroom with my cock swinging in front of me and mom’s panties in hand. I wiped as much cum off as I could with a wad of toilet paper. I didn’t dare wash them in the sink – if she retrieved them before they dried, I’d be busted. I decided that the best course of action was to just put them back where I found them and hope she just threw them in the laundry.
As I headed for the door I glanced around the room to make sure I hadn’t left any evidence. Our Dad had always forbidden Mini and Me from coming in their bedroom, so I hadn’t been in here many times. The room was wallpapered with a cream colored background with evenly spaced dark red, almost black flowers every six inches or so. I noted that the wall by the door was also the wall to the closet in my room. I had an evil idea. I couldn’t figure out why I had never thought of it before. I went to the garage and brought a Phillips-head screwdriver back with me.
In one of one of the dark flowers on the wall by the door I pushed the screwdriver through the wall until I could feel the resistance release which meant I had pushed it through into my closet. I pulled the screwdriver out and poked around the hole with my finger until the hole was virtually invisible. I went back and sat on the bed and looked at my handiwork. Even though I knew it was there, I couldn’t see it.