My unsatisfied MOTHER’S THONGS

The following story I am about to tell I hope will help several of you achieve what I achieved, as the saying goes “I came looking for copper and found gold”, because I managed to get my mother to bed in the best way possible, I also achieved several small personal achievements all motivated by her panties. This is 100% real, I hope you can finish reading the stories as I detail step by step, so I want to serve as inspiration for others. My name is Miguel Ángel, I am originally from a town on the outskirts of the city of Oaxaca, my family is made up of 5 people, my two younger brothers, my father who was dedicated to teaching is now retired and is 70 years old and my mother is 48 years old. I’m not going to lie to you and say that my mother is hot like most fictional stories, she’s 140 cm tall, has brown skin, is slim with some slight love handles, has B-cup breasts, and her buttocks are small, they are only very noticeable when she wears tights or skinny pants, but she’s not really a big butt, you could say that it’s acceptable for someone her age.

My relationship with my mother was always very good, even though I was the oldest of my siblings. I never caused her any problems of any kind. My sexual awakening began more or less when I was in high school. Curiously, one of the first women who provoked it was my mother, because living among only men, she was the most sensual person I had around. I usually managed to watch her bathe and change clothes. On some occasions, when she was fighting with my father, she would go to sleep in our room, that is, in my brothers’ and mine. My brothers, being several years younger than me, were boys, so she slept between them and I on the floor. While she slept I would get between the sheets and lift her skirt to see her underwear and legs, little by little I became more obsessed with my mother’s underwear, to the point of going to her drawer while she wasn’t there and masturbating with them, I jerked off so many times that many of them had stains that couldn’t be removed from so much milk I poured on them, her panties were never something very sexy or small like thongs or thongs, she had a couple more or less small ones that covered half her ass, but nothing more, she was a traditional woman in that aspect.

Fortunately and unfortunately, when I turned 18, I went to study in another state since in Oaxaca the education is very poor, even so, on vacations when I would go to see my parents, I always masturbated with my mother’s underwear, she, somewhat naive and country girl, had no idea that the stain on her panties was her son’s sperm. 5 years passed after I finished my degree, but I stayed to live in the state I went to. I had my girlfriends who I slept with, but my mother continued to have my attention, well actually her underwear, that obsession or fetish that I acquired was what excited me about her, I fantasized about seeing her in underwear, fucking her with her clothes on. By that time, my middle brother had already gotten married and my younger brother had gone to study Tourism in Yucatan, so my parents were almost living alone again. The thing is that in about two years or so my mother didn’t change her underwear, previously every 3 or 4 months when I went to see her she had something new, although they were still not thongs or something small, something with little lace or pretty, bored of cumming in the same ones I started to lose interest.

Weeks later while walking through a mall I saw lingerie in a display case, imagining that my mother would wear them, which led me to an ideal plan, which was to buy my mother underwear, sexy and somewhat daring clothes for her to wear, the question was how to give it to her without her thinking I was a pervert or getting upset, it was very easy, I bought 5 panties 3 medium not small with lace, translucent and sexy and two a little small bikini type that matched with a bra, I also bought underwear for men. Since in a month I would go to see them for Christmas. When the date arrived, I went to visit them, took the underwear in different bags and already talking in confidence I told them that, at the end of the year dinner at my work, in the raffle I won a voucher for underwear of 500 pesos, and since nobody wanted to exchange it for me, I had to exchange it, so I brought underwear for all of them. As I repeat, my mothers are from the village, they are naive about those things. My father didn’t say anything, on the contrary, he thanked me for it. He is also somewhat naive in that aspect, since they trust me.

During the 5 days I was on vacation I constantly checked to see if she had put them on, but unfortunately not, one day before returning home and as a desperate act I took several of her old panties and threw them in the trash without her noticing to force her to put on the ones I gave her or at least buy more. 3 months passed before going on vacation again, all that time I had the doubt of what had happened to what I gave her, when I returned to visit my parents the first thing I did was look at her underwear, to my surprise everything I gave to my innocent my mother put it on and I found some new panties in her style, without hesitation I went to the bathroom to masturbate like crazy. Here my hot and fetishistic story could have ended however and unintentionally I went further. Since weeks after having returned home I looked for ways to completely change her underwear drawer, but I could not find the way without it being too obvious, since I did not find ways I settled for what I had until now.

The months passed peacefully, until the middle of that year when I visited them again. Every time I go out, I always go out with my mom to the market, downtown, and other places since I get along very well with her. One day she went out wearing tight panties that were a bit too tight, even my dad got upset because for him it is somewhat daring, when she got up, one of the panties I gave her could be seen, that really turned me on, so I spent the whole day next to her just to delight in that flirty little ass. Little by little, while we talked about many things, I began to feel more comfortable with her, and I asked her questions about sex, I used the excuse that I didn’t know anything so she would explain to me, she would blush a lot and evade the subject, I mention again since she is from a small town, it was difficult for her to talk about it, but little by little she gave in. To the point that she told me that my dad has been the only man she’s ever been with, that long before they used to have sex regularly, about 2 or 3 times a week, but for years they’ve been doing it every month or every two months and it doesn’t last long in the act probably because of her age.