Panty-Stealing Pervert Son Cuckold Phonesex

Panty-Stealing Pervert Son Cuckold Phonesex
Call Big Mama Vivi! 844-332-2639 Ext. 254

“Have a great day honey,” I winked mischievously at my neighbor as he left my bedroom, buttoning up his shirt with a huge grin on his face. I knew the feeling–I was also satisfied, and in ways my husband never could with his tiny pecker. I love having a horny neighbor with a BBC, I sighed to myself, and I slid off my bed and began looking for my underwear.

I know he threw them over here… C’mon, where are my panties? I heard breathing from the hallway leading to my bedroom, and I froze. Hubby’s at work, the girl’s are at school… I let out an exasperated groan. “Boy, you better get your butt in here and give me back my panties!”

My stepson nervously stepped into the room, holding my underwear. So this is why he wanted to stay home and pretend to be sick… I sighed again. “What are you doing with my panties? And why were you waiting outside my door?”

He avoided my eyes, but his kept darting between my breasts and my bare pussy–I hadn’t even had a chance to get dressed because of this twerp! “I’m sorry mommy,” he whimpered. “I know you have friends who come over and act naughty with you. I watch them pull out their big wieners and they hold you down and put them inside you. It looks and sounds like it hurts a lot!”

I snickered, Well, hell. Now I have to have a talk with this kid about sex… Then I remembered. “Um, and my panties?” He held them out to me, hand shaking, and it was then that I noticed his dick was bulging through his shorts in a little erection. “I don’t know why mommy, but when I hear you with these men, and I see them hurting you, it makes me kinda scared–but I also feel different. It makes my wiener hard, so much that it hurts, and the only way I can make it feel better is when I rub it with your panties.”

Face red as a tomato, he added, “And it doesn’t stop hurting until–until I wee wee milk all over your panties!” I raised an eyebrow and looked at the underwear curiously. “What do you do after you cu–um, wee wee milk on my panties?”

My son’s eyes finally met mine, and they began to fill with tears as he replied, “I lick your panties, mommy. I clean them with my tongue, like a dirty boy.” My eyes widened as my pussy moistened, and I felt my BBC neighbor’s creamy load start to slide out of my tight beaver. I shoved his hand against his chest, and before he could ask why I demanded, “Show mommy how you make your wiener feel better when it hurts.”

Stay tuned for Part Two!
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