Mom’s Camel Toe

Fbailey story number 293


Mom’s Camel Toe


Oh my God! I couldn’t help myself. My mother was lying in the grass sunbathing. She had on a new white bikini that I hadn’t seen before. The bottom was tucked right into her pussy lips causing the best camel toe that I had ever seen. It appeared to have been designed that way. The material was deep in her pussy too. I could see where it had gotten moist either from sweat or from her pussy juice. I chose to imagine that it was her pussy juice and I made a mental note to sniff it later, after she took it off, maybe suck on it a little too.

Mom was just lying there motionless with her dark sunglasses on and I assumed that she was asleep or that she had her eyes closed. I moved around very quietly and got in a position to allow me the best look. I had been staring at her camel toe pussy for probably a whole minute or maybe even longer when she finally spoke.

Mom said, “Why don’t you kneel down and get a better look?”

I stammered something about looking for a quarter that I had dropped.

Mom said, “Then get down and look for it. I suggest that you check closely around my crotch. I think I can feel something hard down there.”

Then Mom started to move her feet apart. They had been about a foot apart but as she opened her legs up her feet became three, four, and then a good five feet apart. I didn’t know that Mom could spread like that. The material stayed right in her pussy lips as if it were glued there.

She was practically begging me to get in closer and look so I did. I got my face within inches of her pussy. I could smell her. I had smelled that wonderful aroma many times before. I made it a habit to go in the bathroom after Mom took her evening shower and changed for bed. Her freshly used panties were always on the very top of the dirty clothes hamper that was in there. It was, as if she were making sure that I would find them easily. Thinking back I realized that she had been placing them there for me. I had searched for my sister’s panties too but Mom’s were always the best smelling and excited me the most.

My mother is thirty-five years old in her prime. She is the ideal ‘Soccer Mom,’ ‘Mom I’d Like to Fuck,’ and the proverbial ‘Brick Shithouse.’ I have heard it all my life. Every boy that I know has mentioned how beautiful my mother is and how much they would like to fuck her. I have had more than one fight over their stupid remarks. Not just about my mother either, I have two sisters that are just as pretty and sexy. Karen is a year older at sixteen and Crystal is a year younger at fourteen.