Kind of a twist of an old TV show title "Father Knows Best", but an appropriate twist that you will understand later.
I was a very horny kid growing up sexually starting around 12 years of age. My older brothers had what seemed like an endless supply of girlie magazines. I can't really call them porn, because in today's terminology they were rather lame. There was the usual Playboy and occasional Penthouse magazine and I really got off on the stories in the Forum section of Penthouse. Every once in a while there was a nudist magazine, which really was only interesting, because there were pictures of real people running around naked, not models.
However, most of those were more like pamphlets rather than magazines and a lot of the pictures were in black and white. I liked it when there would be a picture of a family, especially a family with a teenage girl or two. I liked to compare the girls to their mothers. I also liked the pictures of the girls and guys playing volleyball. In the action shots you could tell that they were jumping around as the guys dicks would be up in one picture and down in the next and the girls' tits would be bouncing up and down as well.
These were the first pictures I had seen of other guys completely naked and wanted to be able to compare my cock to theirs, but it was hard to tell, plus I was usually hard looking at these magazines and in none of the pictures did the guys have hard ones. The more I looked at the nudist magazines, the more interested I was in the guys as well as the girls. That got me starting to wonder what it would be like to touch another guys' cock. Would it feel like mine? Would it be bigger, smaller, or maybe longer and thinner or shorter and fatter? Since I was only seeing them flaccid I did not have my questions answered and I was not about to ask my brothers.
The end result of all of these magazines was that I masturbated regularly or you might say irregularly since I did it as often as I could, sometimes as many as ten times a week or more. It was hard to keep it from my brothers and my sister because we grew up in a three bedroom house. That meant that my brothers and I were always in the same bedroom. Luckily when I had started masturbating I was no longer sleeping in the same bed as my older brother. For several years prior to that I had slept with him in a double bed, while my oldest brother slept in a single bed and my younger brother was till sleeping in a small bed in my sister's room.
When my mother was starting to find soiled sheets from my single bed she knew what was happening. Then one day I reached between my mattresses to find my magazine stash so I could masturbate and they were gone. Lifted up the while mattress and there was nothing. My first thought was that one of my brothers had found them and I knew where they each kept their stash so I looked but did not find my magazines. I did not think my little brother would have been snooping around for this kind of thing because he was not old enough yet and no way did I suspect my sister.
Then I was horrified, what if my mom had found them when changing the bedding on my bed. I realized that my bed did have clean sheets and I knew I had been caught. I had no idea what to do; I certainly was not going to ask her. Then I thought I would really be in trouble if she told dad. I decided to just kind of cool it for a couple of days and wait to see if anything happened. I tried not to make too much eye contact with mom and after three days nothing had been said by mom or dad. Now I was really dumbfounded.
I also knew that I really needed to jackoff, so I borrowed some magazines from my brothers. They did not keep theirs between their sheets and now I knew why. It was a Saturday morning and my older brothers were both gone, while my sister and younger brother were downstairs watching cartoons on TV. My mom was outside hanging the laundry to dry and dad had to work. I thought it would be the perfect time and I would not be disturbed.
I lay on my bed and started looking at the magazine. Soon I pulled down my pants to around my ankles and started playing with my cock. It was not long before it was stiff as usual. I was reading some of the stories in this magazine about a lady with two men and was really getting turned on. I was reading and stroking right along and did not hear anyone coming up the stairs. I was so comfortable and into it that I did not even hear the door to my room come open. I continued stroking long slow strokes and reading another story now about a young man having sex with his mother.
As I read, I commented, "Wow, with his mom!" Some of this I must have said out loud because the next thing I heard was, "What about your mom!" I looked up and there was my mom standing there watching me with my cock in hand and I had not even stopped stroking. Before I could respond she said, "I see that somebody found one of his brother's dirty magazines."
I was still speechless, and for some reason had continued stroking. It was then that I realized that my cock felt even bigger and harder than it ever had. What happened next almost blew me away. My mom stepped closer to me and reached into the clothes basket she was carrying and handed me a pair of lacy women's panties and said, "I think these will make it feel better."
"What are you talking about," I asked. And she said to use the panties to masturbate that the feel of the material against my hard penis will feel very good. I could say nothing and now I had stopped stroking too. So mom sat down on the bed nest to me, took the panties from me and reached out wrapping her hand around my cock with the panties. She began stroking me and I had to admit it felt great. Now I was not sure if it was the panties, or the fact that a female was jacking my cock, or the fact that the female was my mother!
I just kind of moaned with pleasure and she increased the pace until her hand was flying up and down on my shaft. I instinctively reached down and started to play with my balls when she spoke again.
"I see someone is not bashful," and added, "You like having your balls played with while you masturbate?" In answer I just nodded my head yes. So then she took her other hand and started playing with my balls too. No there were two hands squeezing and fondling my balls, hers and mine. She then said, "Here is something else you might like." And she slid a finger over my ass hole back and forth, and then dipped the tip into my ass. Again I groaned in agreement that it felt really good.
Soon she had her finger up to her middle knuckle in my ass and started moving in and out, fucking my ass with her finger, while she continued jacking me off with the panties. She must have sensed that I was close because she told me that I had better not shoot onto the clean sheets.
Just then she said, "I will have to make sure you don't." And she leaned down and took my cock in her mouth. She continued to jack me with the panties and suck about half of my cock into her mouth. She then shoved her finger as deep as she could into my ass, which was the trigger as I started cumming in her mouth. She swallowed it all and did not lose even a drop. When I was done she sat up and said, "See, mother knows best!"
She stood up and said I could keep the panties for next time and turned to leave my room. But, she stopped and turned back towards me and tossed me a clean wash cloth and told me to use that, not the sheets!
I just lay there with my pants still down around my ankles and my now limp cock laying there. I could not move and I was in shock about what had just happened. I could hear mom drop off laundry in my sisters' room, then in the bathroom across the hall and I still had not moved. She stepped back into my room and looked at me. She said to me, "Are you going to get up and get dressed or masturbate all day."
After she said that my cock started to stiffen up again and she just laughed and said, "I guess I see what the answer to that question is."
"Now lets' see if those panties feel as good with you doing it," she added. Without answering I picked up the panties and wrapped them around my cock. I started to stroke and it did indeed feel good, even with my hand doing it and not my moms'. I smiled and continued stroking. She stood watching me for a couple of minutes when she said that she had something else for me and she told me not to shoot and she would be right back.
I could not help but to continue stroking and I was in for another shock when my door opened again and my mom came back into the room, but she was not alone. She had brought my sister, who was about six years older than me. She was going to be a senior in high school that fall.
Before I could protest, mom said that she was sure that I would like to have sis watch and that she was also sure that sis would like it as well since she has never seen a boy masturbate. "Remember," she said, "Mother knows best."
With that I just kept stroking and my sister came over and sat on my bed right beside to watch me up close. I kind of thought that mom would leave, but she did not and she came over and stood right next to my sister. I was a little nervous at first, but as I kept going, I quit thinking about everything except how good my cock felt.
My sister asked if I liked the feel of the panties and said yes it felt great, and then mom added that those were her idea. Then sis asked if I liked to play with my testicles while I masturbated and I responded that yes I do like to have my balls played with. Mom again spoke up telling sis to go ahead and help. Sis obeyed and reached over and started playing with my balls. It was feeling very good again and I knew it would not be long. Then mom leaned down and whispered something to my sister. Sis responded by taking one hand and rubbing the pre-cum from the end of my cock and then stick that finger into my ass. Again I was shocked and started shooting rope after rope of cum all over my chest and stomach. Mom again whispered something to sis and she leaned over and started licking the cum off my chest. Mom looked at me and said that was so it did not get on the sheets!
Mom and sis left my room and this time I got up, got dressed and then sat trying to figure out where we go from there. After about fifteen minutes I headed downstairs. Sis and my little brother were back in front of the TV and Mom had gone back outside to check on the laundry on the line. I walked outside and went over to where mom was at. She saw me and asked me if anything was wrong.
I told there was not, but that I was a little confused about what had happened. She told me not to worry and that it would be a secret between her and sis and me. She said that she had told sis that if she wanted to see that again or help again that she should just ask her mom. She also said that if sis ever wanted help to ask and she would take care of that too. I had not thought about getting to touch a woman, because the only thing that I was still thinking about from looking at the nudist magazine was what it would feel like to touch another guy. Mom could still see a puzzled look on my face so she asked me again if anything was troubling me.
I decided to go ahead and ask. I said, "Well, I have been looking at some of the nudist magazines and oh by the way, can I have mine back?" She said yes and then I got back to my questions. "Anyway as I was looking at them I realized that I got hard no matter if I was looking at naked girls or naked boys and that got me wondering what it was like to touch another boy's penis."
She was a bit taken aback by the questions and took some time to formulate her answer. She said that seeing naked bodies male or female can arouse people, both girls and boys. Now about actually wanting to see what it feels like to touch another male's penis, I am not sure. She said she could understand my curiosity because I was after all only 12, but warned that if I became interested only in boys that society would frown on that. I jumped in saying that she had nothing to worry about that I liked to look at girls' titties and can't wait to touch them either.
She got a laugh out of that and said she would have to see what she can do about both of those situations. I then went about my day and did not talk about these things again that day. Now, that night I used the panties again and I even used the wash cloth to shoot into so I would not make a mess. The next morning I did the same thing again. The feel of the panties was wonderful and I wanted to experience all of the time. That is when the thought struck me that I would just wear those panties and have that against my cock all of the time.
When I got out of bed I took of my pajamas and instead of my own underwear I put on the lace panties. Then I put on my shorts and a shirt and went downstairs. The feeling was very good with that material rubbing on my cock all of the time. The only problem was that my cock was always hard and I want to masturbate. I would run into the bathroom and jackoff, then go play, then run back into the bathroom and jackoff, several times throughout the day.
Mom then asked me if I was feeling well because I kept running to the bathroom. I sheepishly told her that I liked the feel of the panties so much that I was wearing them and I was running into the bathroom whenever I got hard and masturbated. She had to laugh, but told me that I probably should not wear them all of the time. Besides she wanted them back some time. I did not even think about the implication of what she said until that night when I was getting ready to go to bed.
I took off the panties and jumped into my bed without putting anything else on as I was going to use the panties to masturbate with right away. As I wrapped them around my cock and started to stroke I thought about what mom had said earlier. She wanted these panties back. That means that she wants to wear the same panties that her son was jacking off with, on which there was surely going to be some of my cum! With that I did cum! And oh did I.
Several ropes shot out and far too, as I felt some hit me in the face. I knew that if I did not hurry that some would run onto the sheets, so I just started wiping it up with the panties.
I heard someone coming upstairs at that moment and I threw the wet panties under my bed beside the already soiled wash cloth and pulled the covers over me. I quickly turned off the light before my door came open. I opened my eyes just a slit and saw that it was mom. I closed them again and heard come into the room. I could hear her come close to the bed and then leave. It was not until morning that I realized that she had taken the panties and the rag and in their place was a clean rag and a brand new pair of lacy panties still with the store tag on them. Cool I thought these were just for me.
Later that day, mom and asked me if I was busy and I told her no and asked what she wanted.
She told me to follow her. We went upstairs and into my sisters' room. There was my sister lying on her bed with only a white bra and those lacy panties that I had used last night to wipe up my cum. In fact I would still see the cum stains on them. Mom asked sis is she wanted me to help her first or to just watch. With that, sis lifted her hips up and pulled the panties down, taking them off, but keeping them in her hand. She then used them to rub between her legs and after a few minutes I could hear her juices and smell her sex. Sis was masturbating right in front of me with the same panties from mom that I had been masturbating with.
Mom the leaned down and whispered to me to take sis's bra off and play with her breasts. I leaped at the chance, taking the straps down from her shoulders and then sis rolled part way onto her side so that I could unhook the clasp in the back. When she lay back she let me take it off one arm, then the other. Now she was naked and I slowly reached out to her tits. I used both hands and rubbed her tits, squeezing them and I felt her nipples getting harder, so I concentrated on them. I kind of rolled them between my thumb and fingers, which made sis, moan with pleasure and I was proud that I had caused that pleasure.
Then Mom whispered to me again, this time telling me to suck on her breasts. And again I followed orders, leaning down and licking and sucking. Sis told me to be careful with my teeth and to be gentle. I tried to change what I was doing and she moaned again. Then she told me to suck harder, but again be careful of my teeth. I sucked for all I was worth, moving back and forth from tit to tit. Sis started moaning and rocking her hips as she continued.
I looked down and she had the panties almost completely stuffed inside her and was moving her fingers in and out, and I thought it was kind of like me masturbating only on the inside of her body. Sis then said rather urgently to suck her tits again and suck hard this time I happened to bit e little on her nipple and that sent her over the top. I could tell that she had orgasmed. Then mom spoke to sis and again he comment was, "See, Mother knows best!" And sis nodded her head yes in response.
Mom then took my hand and led me out of sis's room telling me that she needed time to recover a bit. When we got out in the hall, she told me that she was still working on my other question. I hurried into my room and used the new lacy panties to masturbate. Mom stepped in and smiled at me and said, "I see you found your new panties." And added, "When you are done with them, pass them over to your sister and I will replace them with clean ones."
As still stroking and Mom spoke again, asking, "Is it all right if I watch?" I nodded my head yes and kept right on stroking. After what I had just experienced with sis and having mom standing there watching I came very quickly and shot quite a load!
Mom said thanks and left.
About two week later, Mom asked me to go with her, but did not tell me where we were going. I knew that it was about time to go to the city to shop for our school clothes, but I thought it was kind of funny that all the kids were not going. I just jumped in the car and we took off.
After about ten miles or so I asked where we were going. All she told me was to the city to shop. She would not tell me anything else. Then as we got closer we turned towards a residential district rather than towards the business district. She said we have a stop to make first.
We pulled up in front of a house and she said to follow her. She knocked on the door and a man answered. He was younger than mom, but maybe not by much. Mom introduced him as Mr. Smith and said that they had once dated long ago, right before she married dad. I was not sure what to say other than hello.
Mr. Smith excused himself and said he was going to get us something to drink. When he was out of the room my mom whispered to me that Mr. Smith was going to help me with my other questions. He then came back into the room and handed us each a bottle of Coke. I took a drink then sat it on the coffee table. Mr. Smith then said that he guesses we should just get right to it. He looked at me and said that my mom had told him about my curiosity and that it was natural. He then said that when my mom called him and explained the situation that he was glad to help.
With that he stood up and started to get undressed. Mom asked if she should leave the room and he told her no, that it would probably be best if she stayed. She seemed to understand and sat back down and started drinking her coke. Mr. Smith continued undressing and when he was completely naked, he stepped over in front of me. His cock was hanging down soft and it was bigger than mine was hard. He was cut, just like me and his cock really just looked like a bigger version of mine. Nothing was said as I just sat there looking him over.
He said it was okay if I wanted to touch it. I looked at mom and she nodded her approval, so I reached out and touched it with a couple of fingers first. Again, soft it felt just like mine. I then got a little bolder and wrapped my hand around it and pulled on it. It started to get hard as I played with it. Before long it was standing straight out and curved a little to the left. I looked up at him and he said that it curved that way because he was left handed.
Mom giggled when he said this and then I understood that he meant because he masturbated it curved to the left.
With that I again took hold of his hard cock and started to stroke him slowly and then faster. I told me that I must do this a lot because he could tell that I knew what I was doing. I smiled and continued. Mom too was smiling and telling me to go ahead. I kept stroking him and then reached my other hand up to play with his balls. "Oh," he said, "That feels really good; you do know what you are doing."
After a few more strokes, Mr. Smith was obviously getting close and my Mom leaned over and whispered to me that if I did not want to have him shoot all over me and the floor that maybe I should stick it in my mouth. She encouraged me to go ahead and give it a try, so I did. I put just the tip in my mouth, then a couple of inches. The feeling was awesome and Mr. Smith started to thrust deeper into my mouth. I was basically sitting still and he was moving in and out of my mouth. Mom whispered to me again, telling me to stick a finger in his rectum. I quickly did that and started to move it in and out, when Mr. Smith told me to stick it in deeper. When I did that he shot into my mouth. There was way more cum than I could handle at it started running down my chin.
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