Over the years as I was younger, my fascination and obsession with sniffing the prominent musky aroma of my mother’s dirty leggings gusset (she didn’t wear panties unless she knew she was getting fucked, go figure) while I stroked my cock got stronger, naturally. It started when I was putting my clothes in the hamper and noticed an unusual stain in her spandex pants that were ‘rolled’ off seemingly in a hurry. Well, somehow that ended up in my face and my dick instantly got rock hard. I didn’t know what it was but I knew it was the best thing I ever smelled. Hooked since that day and I used her sweaty crotch scent to get me off as often as possible. I never lasted long once I felt the dampness of the fabric that was hugging her hairy bbw mommy pussy all night caress my face. Sometimes I’d be lucky enough to get a pair that was so fresh they were still warm and wet with grool.

Her used clothing was my first opportunity at the smell of pussy, taste of pussy and masturbating furiously to her daily worn (sometimes two day!) leggings were the sole source of my jerk off material for years.

After a while it wasn’t enough and I got more curious but never had the balls to really do anything that would tip her off or get me busted.

One night we were staying over at my grandmothers house and mom passed out on the couch. I was addicted to StarCraft so had been playing that for a few hours when I noticed in the reflection of my pc monitor that she had shifted positions and was now flat on her back with her knees bent and legs wide open. Fully clothed, but still a hot position to find your own mother in. Mom was a heavy sleeper and snored loudly most of the time so it was easy to know when she was possibly awake or not.

She was sounding off like usual so I figured it was relatively risk free to get up and take a closer look. I took my headset off and tucked my rager between my thighs so I could stand up, all the while trying to come up with an excuse why I would be in her vicinity.

I stood beside my mother on the sofa and admired her quickly from head to toe. She was wearing a grey t shirt and thin navy colored leggings that were meant as outerwear so there was no built in gusset. Her DD tits stretching her shirt for all it was worth but then - something drew my attention between her thighs. There was a rather large teardrop shaped discoloration right in the middle of her crotch seam that was lighter on the outside and got progressively darker towards the center.

The lights were off but my monitor shed just enough light to see, and the tv she had fallen asleep to would periodically get bright enough for me to see even better. The tv flickered brightly a few times when the scene changed and I realized what I was witnessing… my mothers sleeping pussy being so wet it soaked through the almost transparent layer of fabric in her pants, or maybe even somebody’s cum.

My cock instantly freed itself from its bondage between my thighs, against my will, and in all my adolescent horniness I suddenly gave (almost) zero fucks about an alibi or getting caught so I started touching my cock head through my basketball shorts for a few seconds but quickly ended up pulling it out from underneath through one of my short legs.

I stood there entranced, admiring mom’s sexy body while I stroked my cock. This was a rare treat for me. What if she woke up, I thought? Fuck. Once I came back to reality I realized she wasn’t snoring loudly much anymore but still seemed to be out cold. Fuck it, I thought, and kept stroking and looking at that subtle wet spot between her milky milfy thighs.

I don’t know what came over me but suddenly I grew a pair of balls and moved my free hand with a cupped palm over towards mom’s moist warm mound - it looked so inviting, like a warm cozy bed on a cold Sunday morning. I poised my hand between her inner thighs and eased my middle finger just directly over her slit. Accidentally brushed up against her ever so lightly and I quickly but gently pulled back in a panic...my finger tip was damp with this mystery fluid from between my mommy’s legs. I went right back in, and as close as I could get my hand without actually touching her while I started pumping myself faster.

I leaned in a bit so I could better see her pubes and slit through the wet and stretched out crotch of her leggings and two things hit me simultaneously;

• Despite not actually touching her pussy, I could feel the warmth radiating off of her mound into the palm of my hand. I so badly just wanted to rub my mother’s cunt right then and risk it all.

• when I leaned in to get a better look I was hit with that all too familiar intoxicating aroma I grew up with but this time it was different. Of course, getting a whiff of my mom’s smelly, hairy, sleeping snatch would smell stronger than her used panties and leggings would but this was totally unplanned and unexpected.

Once I realized I was both feeling mom’s warmth in one hand, and smelling her pussy while I stroked my prick right in front of her face, I knew I was going to blow. I had no plan, this wasn’t premeditated. Where was I going to cum? How would I clean it? I stopped stroking entirely.

I couldn’t pass this opportunity up though and needed to cum like this so I started back. I decided to cup her mound with my hand because I just couldn’t leave that one to my imagination.

The instant my palm cupped her cunt, she had a very instant and short knee jerk reaction. She pulled away slightly for a fraction of a second and then went right back where she resting was once I pulled my hand back off. I thought it was coincidence but years later now I realize she was probably awake most of that time and wanted to let me explore despite her initial reflex.

I deemed touching her again too risky so I leaned back in, slowly put my head between my mothers spread thighs and stuck my face as close to her wet and ass as I could and took a long slow inhale.

That did me in. Her scent was much more different than what I was used to and more than I could handle - i now know the difference between wet sweaty pussy from working all day and wet creamy pussy from being highly aroused for an extended period of time.

My teenage balls tightened up and I started sniffing furiously, practically hyperventilating, the marinated smell of my own mother’s dirty spread eagle pussy, emanating all her pheromones into my nostrils. I took a long final sniff and started uncontrollably pumping ropes of semen all over my grandmothers couch cushion.

I cleaned up quickly after with a couch pillow and went back to my game but couldn’t shake the thought of what just went down so I went and jerked off in another room a few times before crashing for the night.

I was now addicted to this new experience and seemed out more opportunities