Incest / Taboo
Masturbation / Toys
Author: paantsuu, Source: xHamster
So.I've had a lust for my neighbor for a long, long time. She's a single mother. Slim, fit with dark brown hair. I remember when I first developed a taste for her.One evening I saw that she was hanging her laundry out to dry in the backyard, and what piqued my interest was her underwear hanging on the line, in particular, a bright red bra and a zebra a****l print one. It was kind of racy to me, for a older mother to still be wearing these sort of things. Because as far as I had seen, she didn't outwardly dress sexy or provocatively. I just felt so flushed and was temped to steal it from the line. They were clean, and clean underwear doesn't really interest me much for the most part. Plus I was concerned I would be caught, I mean, it's one thing to take from a drawer where something maybe won't be missed, and to take from the line of a stranger, but taking directly from a neighbor's clothesline is asking to be caught. She was married at that time too to a big Dutch meathead.I thought I'd never have a chance to smell what her juices are like. For the most part, I would just admire her laundry hung up in the yard, mostly her bra which were hung up. I never really got to see her panties until one evening it was late out and she had left her garage door open. In the garage, there was a laundry basket and in the basket was a few clean, small, white panties. Not terribly interesting, and I didn't take them. I was also scared out of my wits about getting caught skulking around like a ...
... creep. Not long after that I had noticed that these curbside charity scams (they claim to use funds from reselling or distributing collected goods for charity, but they're extremely fly-by-night and often there's a huge amount of "overhead" versus whatever trickles down to whatever cause they claim) routinely put out flyers and noticed that she was putting bags out. I figured that while she wouldn't put panties, much less dirty panties in the bag (what monster would do that anyways?) I figured it might be fun to take some clothes from her for myself, wear and touch myself in them. In the very first bag I took from the sidewalk by her house, I found some tops, a dress, a pair of shoes, to be honest I don't remember much other than I found two bikinis. And they were dirty. She clearly hadn't washed them before putting them on the curb. One was pink with cute white polka dots and and the other was white with little cute pastel patterns. I remember seeing it and first turning up the expecting nothing, but seeing a slit shaped yellowish stain. My heart was already pumping, paranoid that someone had seen me. Scared that I'd be caught, but seeing that I'd finally know what she smelled like between her legs made that night one of the most memorable. I smelled both, bringing the stains on the crotch to my nose and inhaling deeply, the pungent musky smell and feeling my cock swell, as my heart was beating out of my chest. I was so switched on that I now knew what this perky career mom ...