MILF and Pant Fetish with my mother's best friend (part 3)

Once we got to Carol's house we embraced with the presumption this was good night. I was starting to get an erection and I knew I would not make it home without masturbating. I did a simple massage on Carol's back, not to seduce her, but because I wanted to feel her. She kissed me on the cheek and told me, "I missed you over the years and I knew you were going to become a real man." I moved to kiss her on the cheek, but she shifted her face and we really embraced and kissed. The breathing was audible, my heart was racing. I suggested we go in and have a cup of coffee and talk. Carol agreed. As we went into the Kitchen, Carol turned her back to me to start to make the coffee. I could not believe my eyes, she was older and had a little more weight and grey haired, but damn she was beautiful. As she reached for the can of coffee, I came to her from behind and hugged around her front while to other arm took control of her preventing her from opening the can. I pressed my erection next to her just to feel her. I told Carol, I don’t need coffee to stay up. Carol giggled a little and said to me, “I know.” At the same time she moved her ass next to my cock and rubbed me in a sensual way. I moved my arm off her arm and cupped her breast while nibbling her neck, we were both breathing deep and slow. I told Carol I have desired and craved you for a long time. Carol asked me how long? I said, “To be very honest, since I was 13.” She turned to me and with such lust in her eye said, “Really?” As though she did not know.
I said, “Oh yes Carol, for many years, you were the subject of my fantasies, I masturbated countless times thinking of you. To be honest, only you can satisfy me.” Carol suggested that we go to the living room and have a talk. I wanted more than talk, I wanted to taste her and make love to her. Too many years of build up were controlling me. As we approached the sofa, I could not stand it and I placed my arms at her hips and guided her to a new direction. I directed her to the hall, to her to the hall to her bedroom. There was no hesitation on her behalf, in fact she held my hand and added her pace. Now in the bedroom, we were kissing. I was massaging her breasts. I was throbbing at this point. Carol grabbed my groin and told me, “I wanted this for so long.” I asked, “Since I was 13?” She said,”Yes, because you had qualities as a young man that I knew were going to develop nicely. I could not help myself for the attraction. I was willing to wait for years till you came of age. When you went to college and were no longer around, it broke my heart. I did understand.” I started undressing he blouse and removed her bra. Her large breasts sagged, but she was the most gorgeous lady that I have seen. I laid her on the bed and removed her skirt. Oh my goodness, there was Carol without her top and only her panties and panty hose on. I removed her hose and now her panties. I lost attention to Carol for a moment just to smell her panties, and then to lick them. Carol asked me,” Are you a panty person?” I said, “Yes for many years”. She smiled, she knew she planted the seeds, and she knew she was in control of me. It felt so wonderful. I looked at her grey hairy and wet pussy. I could not stop; I lapped up as much as I could while massaging Carol’s legs. Time stood still, Carol was moaning audible and squirming. I with my clothes still on had a massive orgasm, I was buckling and moaning, and it was powerful. I moved up to kiss Carol. Carol started to undress me. Soon I was completely nude, still erect and cum soaked in my boxers and on my cock. Carol started to suck my cock, and that was not enough because I wanted to still eat her. We were in a 69 for a long time, then Carol had her orgasm, she really erupted. It was now in the early morning and we were not through, we were having sex till dawn and it was all wonderful. We fell asleep in each other’s arms and stayed that way till about noon. As we awakened, I confessed to Carol that I kept her panties and told her that I tasted them over the years. Carol had sweet smile and told me that I meant them for you. Carol further explained even though it was inappropriate to be with me at the time, a little flirting did not hurt. She went on to tell me that she thought it was cute to see me have an erection at such a young age, and that since I was the only male in the group she has going to have sole possession of my attention. At that point, you were not your mother’s son, you were all mine. She told me, “In a sense, I still have you and you are mine.” Well it was time to go home and I asked her if I could have her panties so I could have a fresh taste.
Carol and I occasionally get together for lunch, and we go to a private location to make out and talk. I really love her company. We usually end our encounter with her giving me a pair of her soaked panties. The little things mean a lot.

By Anonymous

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