Incest

I began to be sexually aroused at 12 just when mom re-married to her second husband. Before then mom and I were close as a son and mother should be, nothing bad. But after her marriage I was somehow excluded from her and felt like an outsider to her and her husband.
By 14, I was becoming interested in girls taking interest in their boobs mostly. By 15 or 16 my interest was in mom’s intimate apparel. Then the chance happened: we were vacationing in southern california and took a motel with one room and two beds. I was on one bed, and mom and Harry were on the other. We took turns in the shower. Mom was first I was next and Harry last. After mom showered I entered and noticed that mom had washed her panties and hung them to dry on the door hook. As I showed I couldn’t not stop thinking about trying on her panties, they were black and laced with red flowers. I tried them on and jacked-off in them but don’t recall if I cummed. I was thinking it was taking too long so I hurried out and left the panties on the hook still to dry.
After Harry finished his shower, mom returned to the bathroom and look perplexed at her panties as though they had been used or touched. I believe she knew I was into them for some reason.
Within the year,back at home, mom was lying on her bed face up wearing her panties and a bra resting with the bedroom door slightly open. I peeked in when passing by and she had her eyes closed, although she may not have been sleeping, and saw an unforgettable sight: her legs were straight out, slightly apart, and her crotch was in view. Her hairy mound filled her crotch and some of her hair was visible around her panty legs. It was beautiful. It was a glance but I never forgot it. She was 38 and I was 16. From then on I was hooked into panties, cunt hair and older women (like mom) to imagine having sex.

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