My name is Ryan Thompson, 20 years old. We live in a beautiful modern house in Kitsilano, Vancouver. My mom, Emily Thompson, is 43 but looks like she’s in her mid-30s. She’s 5’7″, with a fit yoga body, shoulder-length blonde hair, bright blue eyes, and a perfectly round ass. Since my dad left five years ago, it’s been just the two of us.
Mom had become very open at home. She often wore tight yoga pants or short silk robes. What I didn’t know until recently was that she kept her pussy completely shaved.
It started innocently… or so I told myself.
One afternoon while Mom was at her part-time job at a downtown marketing firm, I went into her bedroom to “borrow” a controller. Her laundry hamper was open. On top was a pair of light pink panties.
I picked them up. The crotch was slightly stained.
My heart pounded as I brought them to my nose.
The smell hit me like a drug — warm, sweet, musky, feminine. Mom’s shaved pussy scent. I got rock hard instantly.
From that day, it became my daily ritual. Every time she left the house, I would raid her hamper, pull out her worn panties, and sniff them while jerking off. I especially loved the ones she wore after yoga class — they were soaked with her scent.
I started stealing them and keeping them under my pillow.
One Friday evening, Mom came home early from work. I was in my room with the door slightly open, lying on my bed with a pair of her black lace panties pressed tightly against my face.
I had my pants down. My cock — a thick 9.5-inch monster with a fat head — was rock hard in my hand as I inhaled deeply.
“Oh fuck, Mom… your shaved pussy smells so good,” I moaned quietly.
I didn’t hear her coming up the stairs.
Suddenly the door opened wider.
“Ryan… what the hell are you doing with my panties?!”
Mom stood there in her office blouse and pencil skirt, eyes wide in shock.
I froze, her panties still covering half my face, my massive cock throbbing in the air.
She stared directly at my huge erection. Her mouth fell open.
“Oh my god…” she whispered, unable to look away. “Ryan… that’s… that’s huge.”
I was mortified, but the rush made my cock twitch even harder.
Mom slowly stepped inside and closed the door behind her.
“You’ve been sniffing my dirty panties?” she asked, voice low.
I nodded, ashamed but extremely turned on.
She bit her lip. “How long?”
“Almost three months,” I confessed.
She looked at my massive cock again. I could see her nipples hardening through her blouse.
Mom walked closer until she was standing right beside my bed.
“Show me how you sniff them,” she said softly.
Trembling, I pressed her panties back to my nose and took a long, deep sniff while looking into her eyes. I stroked my huge cock slowly.
Mom’s breathing became heavy.
“You like the smell of Mommy’s shaved pussy?” she whispered.
“Yes… I love it.”
She reached under her skirt, hooked her fingers into her panties, and slid them down her legs. They were pale blue and clearly wet.
She handed them to me fresh.
“These are warmer,” she said, voice shaking with arousal.
I took them and buried my face in the fresh pair. The scent was much stronger — tangy, sweet, and intoxicating. I groaned loudly.
Mom watched me, mesmerized by my huge cock.
“Ryan… your cock is bigger than your father’s ever was.”
She climbed onto the bed, hiked up her skirt, and straddled my face.
“Sniff it from the source.”
I finally saw it — Mom’s perfectly shaved pussy. Smooth, pink, and glistening wet. I pressed my nose between her lips and inhaled deeply.
The real thing was a thousand times better.
Mom moaned loudly as I sniffed and licked her shaved cunt. She tasted amazing. I devoured her, sucking on her clit while she ground against my face.
“Yes baby… sniff Mommy’s shaved pussy. That’s what you wanted, isn’t it?”
She reached back and wrapped her hand around my massive cock.
“Oh my god, it’s so thick…”
Mom couldn’t hold back anymore.
She turned around into 69 position and took my huge cock into her mouth. She could only get about half of it in, gagging and drooling heavily.
I buried my face back into her shaved pussy, licking and sniffing like a starving man.
After a few minutes, she pulled off my cock with a wet pop.
“I need it inside me,” she said desperately.
She climbed on top, lined up my fat cock with her shaved pussy, and slowly sank down.
“Fuuuuck!” she cried out. “It’s stretching Mommy so much!”
Her tight pussy gripped my huge cock as she rode me. I watched her shaved lips stretch obscenely around my thickness.
I grabbed her hips and thrust up hard, making her moan like a whore.
We fucked for over an hour in multiple positions. I especially loved fucking her from behind while pressing her dirty panties against my face.
When I was close, I told her.
“Cum inside me, baby,” she moaned. “Fill Mommy’s shaved pussy.”
I exploded deep inside her, pumping rope after rope of thick cum into my own mother.
From that day, everything changed.
Mom became addicted to my huge cock. Almost every day after work, she would come home, change into a robe with nothing underneath, and let me sniff and lick her shaved pussy.
We had sex all over the house:
- Morning quickies in the kitchen
- Shower sex
- Late-night fucking on the balcony overlooking Vancouver
- She even started wearing skirts with no panties so I could sniff and finger her while we watched movies.
One of our favorite things was “Sniffing Sessions.” She would come home from yoga sweaty, sit on my face for 30 minutes while I inhaled her shaved pussy and ass, then ride my huge cock until she came multiple times.
She started calling me “Big Cock” at home.
Epilogue
Six months later, we’re still living our secret life in Vancouver.
Mom is happier and hornier than ever. She keeps her pussy perfectly shaved every single day just for me.
Every night she whispers in my ear:
“Sniff Mommy’s shaved pussy, baby… then fuck me with that huge cock.”
And I do.
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