The Perverted Family

Jimmy was just like any other horny adolescent. Jimmy, who stood just under six feet tall, possessed a slim figure with respectable muscle definition. He had good, defined buttocks for a guy, thanks to his busy sports career. But he was proudest of his cock. It wasn't a monster, but at 7 inches, it was acceptable, and Jimmy thought its thickness was above average.

He may have been a virgin, but his hand had been through a lot. And now he feels compelled to do even more.

Just a week ago, he turned eighteen, and as a fun but peculiar birthday present, his parents had given him a shoebox full of fresh pornographic magazines. Now, he could always use his computer and the internet for that, but there was an erotic quality to it that his parents were so openly giving him masturbation material.

Jimmy's family had always been carefree and full of life. His mother, Rose, was just as stunning as she had been when she was a young college coed. Her long brunette hair and 34DD breasts were a sight to behold. Jimmy would often find pleasure in catching a glimpse of his mother's posterior, even though she was his mother. Rose was the epitome of a MILF, and he occasionally indulged in fantasies about her. It didn't help that his mom continued to dress like she was in her twenties—tight jeans, short skirts, and braless—as often as she could.

Just over six feet tall, Steve was a man who exercised frequently and maintained himself in terrific form. Jimmy, like Rose, thought his father, Steve, could easily land most girls if he wanted to. Steve was a couple of years older than Rose, at 42.

It wasn't the pornographic content of the magazines they had given Jimmy that was intriguing, but rather the eclectic mix of heterosexual, lesbian, bisexual, and even gay porn within them.

"The best way to find out what you like is to try new things. Keep an open mind," Steve had advised him on his birthday. You're entering a phase of life where you'll begin to discern your interests and dislikes.

Jimmy had agreed with his father. He was aware that he had a strong attraction to women, especially their posteriors, but he had also come to terms with the fact that he was bicurious. He wasn't necessarily bisexual, but the sight of a large, pulsating cock was undeniably arousing. This is why the collection of magazines was so intriguing to him. Bisexual porn AND gay porn? Did his parents understand his feelings about seeing a nice, thick penis? Regardless, he would be sure to put these magazines to good use.

Never be embarrassed to take care of yourself; masturbation is a natural part of life, as Rose had informed him. Remaining in your room is not necessary. Neither your dad nor I will pass judgment on you. My darling, we adore you.

After agreeing with his mom, Jimmy praised his parents for being so chill, realizing how unusual it must be to have parents like that.

***

On a typical Saturday morning, Jimmy rolled over in bed, tossed the sheets off him, and sat up in his comfy boxers. His morning erection was also a regular occurrence. As he reached for his special shoebox, he recalled that his mom had taken his dad to the airport earlier, leaving him alone at home.

As he made his way to the living room for some alone time, Jimmy retrieved one of the bisexual magazines, grinned, and removed his underwear, allowing his erection to sway freely as he walked.

Upon entering the living room, Jimmy's mouth fell at the sight before him: a pair of black lace trousers that had belonged to his mom on the floor beside the couch, looking him down in the face.

It was not out of the ordinary for Jimmy to inadvertently overhear his parents having intercourse, whether in the kitchen, the bathroom, or even in the backyard. It never bothered him either, and he thought it was wonderful that their sexual desire was evident even after all these years of marriage. His mom had apparently forgotten to pick him up from the airport after they had had sex.

However, this was the first occasion that Jimmy had come across an errant pair of his mother's underwear. With an air of mischievousness, he settled onto the couch with his magazine in hand and carefully examined the panties. Jimmy's cock throbbed as he deftly drew the undergarments closer to his face; the crotch, an exquisite white stain against the black fabric, was still marginally damp.

With the panties pressed against his nose, Jimmy took a long breath, smelling his mother's incredible scent. An overwhelming sense of excitement swept over him as he savored the sacred essence of his mother's scent. With one hand, he lowered his hand, wrapping the lacy fabric around his shaft. With the other, he opened the magazine and browsed through the risqué pictures.

Jimmy turned the pages while slowly stroked himself until he came to a series of pictures showing an elderly woman with two younger men by a pool; one of the pictures showed the woman simultaneously putting both of their cocks into her mouth.

He began to imagine that the woman was his mom and that he was one of the young men in her mouth when he thought, "Damn, that's hot." "That's it, mom." Nauseate those large cocks.

The woman can be seen in a different photograph sucking on one cock while one of the young dicks slides into her vagina.

You filthy whore, that's all. Turn the page, and what he saw made his cock throb forcefully. "Take it from both ends," Jimmy urged, speeding up his hand as he ran up and down his shaft.

In this scene, the woman was stooping and receiving a dick in the behind as the boy fucked her with his posterior. Jimmy felt a surge of excitement and leaned back, closed his eyes, and orgasmed into his mom's lace underwear. Three healthy globs of sticky cum flooded the panties.

Jimmy let go of his softening rod as he closed his eyes to savor the pleasure of the after-orgasm. Nevertheless, after such a powerful orgasm, Jimmy dozed off.

***

Upon awakening, Jimmy felt a touch on the shoulder and looked over to see Rose standing guard.

In his dazed state, he managed to utter the words, "Hey mom." All of a sudden, he recalled his activities just before dozing off. "Oh, my god. My deepest apologies, Mom.

"I told you not to be embarrassed about taking care of yourself," Rose interrupted him, "so you are." "You're fine."

The panties were still encircling Jimmy's now-flaccid penis as he glanced down at his mother, who was smiling in return. Jimmy felt a flush come over him as Rose gingerly retrieved her panties with one hand.

Jimmy, still feeling ashamed, hurriedly reinserted his penis into his underwear and closed the magazine, which was similarly left open.

While checking the state of her lace trousers, Rose informed her son, "Quite a load you had built up in those balls, honey."

"Sorry mom."

It's not! "I'll make you lunch," she said. "Why don't you jump in the shower?""

"Okay."

Jimmy hurriedly showered, changed into fresh boxers, gym shorts, and a t-shirt because he was still ashamed of the situation in which his own mom had discovered him.

He made his way back to the kitchen and noticed his mom eating a turkey sandwich with her back to him. He couldn't help but notice her revealing undergarments—a skimpy crop top and risqué denim shorts that revealed her bottom ass cheeks.

"You really wore that to the airport? Holy cow!" Jimmy exclaimed to his mother. "

With a giggle, Rose turned around to place the sandwich plate in front of her kid. Her bare breasts tested the crop top's stretchiness, and the protruding nipples proved she wasn't wearing a bra.

In response, Rose said, "I sure did." She continued, "Your dad loves seeing how people react to my outfits." Also, I like being the center of attention.

Jimmy took a bite out of the sandwich and thanked his mom, saying, "Thanks for the sandwich, mom."

"You're very welcome, my darling," she said, her head leaning on the counter. "Now, regarding those panties you had on..."

A wave of shame washed over Jimmy, and he turned red.

"What was it about them that tickled you so? Laughing, Rose inquired.

Without being able to maintain an expressionless countenance, Jimmy drooped his head and said, "I don't know, mom."

"Oh, my goodness. Inhaled any of them?"

"Yes."

So, how did they taste?"

As Jimmy savored his sandwich once again, he responded, "No, mom."

So, honey, how did they smell?" she asked. "Fair enough.""

"Explain it to me."

"I mean..." Rose approached Jimmy, whom she encouraged to gaze at her in the eyes by elevating his chin. "Did you enjoy the scent of mommy's pussy juice?" Rose asked. Tell the truth.