Discovering my mom’s p******.
I was maybe 13-14 and one day I am playing in the basement and we had this clothes chute from the bathroom and the door was on a spring and went BAM whenever anyone threw something in it.
So I just happened to be right there and hear the BAM and this pair of black p****** lands right next to me. I can hear the shower come on so I know my mom is in the shower. These p****** have this whiteish stuff on them and are wet. I looked at them wondering what is this.
I picked them up and touched the stuff and it’s kinda slippery and wet, and there is this smell. I smelled them and it hit me like a bolt of lightning. Just touching my moms p****** made my c*** kind of stiff and as soon as that smell hit me I was rock hard. I knew instinctively what was going to happen next. I was already sitting on the floor with a b**** and my moms p****** right the by my face. My tongue licked that juice and at the same time I was pumping my c***. I lasted about 7 seconds and blew a load of c** all over myself. The first spurt actually hit me on the chin and all over my shirt. In that 7 seconds I had the crotch in my mouth sucking them clean.
After that any time my mom or sister went into the bathroom I was running into the basement and there were times I actually caught those p****** before they even hit the dirty clothes pile. Like right from their hands to mine. They were still warm. I spent most of my youth camped out by that clothes chute, until that fateful day
