My Panties and My Grandsons Cum

I just thought I would tell you about an experience I had a few years ago.
I was happily married to my husband of twenty-five years at the time. Everything seemed to be as it should be, especially after twenty-five years together.
We had a great family. Although some of the grandkids are grown up, I still love them all.
As I was in my late fifties I had an experience of a younger boy fixating himself on how he felt about older women.
My sixteen-year-old grandson at the time was a regular visitor to our home, he often stayed over and to be honest I enjoyed his company.
He did seem to be very close to me but not my husband, sometimes I felt a little too close but as he was only sixteen I just let it be, he often showed some tendencies to want to be close to me physically but again I didn't think anything of it.
Then one morning after one of his visits I tended to do my washing, and knowing that I had washed all my panties and other underwear I noticed that some of my panties went missing.
I like to wear the frilly short-cut ones which I feel are more feminine than the large panties a lot of women wear when they get to my age.
In this case, my pink ones with the little blue bows on were not in the basket as I thought.
I looked everywhere for them even questioning my husband if he had seen them which he wouldn't even admit to as he has no inclination to what what I wear anyway.
Thinking I had just misplaced them I forgot all about them until the following week.
Again my grandson turned up and again the next morning after his visit right on top of my wash basket were my pink panties, looking as though they had been washed and just dropped in my basket.
I started to put two and two together and this time I put an old pair of pants in my basket, nothing special just an old set I didn't wear very often.
Sure enough, they too disappeared, and again a week later they reappeared all washed and put back in my wash basket.
I needed confirmation of what was happening to my pants, so I hid a camera we use to watch one of our pets when we are out in our bedroom hopefully to see who was taking my underwear.
I waited until my grandson turned up then I waited to see if he was the culprit.
After about an hour my phone went off, and I got a notification of someone triggering my camera.
Watching the video back I had confirmed my grandson creeping into my bedroom and taking my panties, the thing was as soon as he had them he eagerly sniffed them and then stuffed them in his pocket.
As I wear panty liners most of the time I knew there wouldn't be anything on them which might indicate I had worn them.
Still, I found it somewhat erotic that he found the need to want to smell my undies and then wash them and bring them back.
This went on for a couple of weeks then I felt a little guilty not leaving some trace of me on my pants, the pantyliner caught everything so I thought for one day why not give him a pair that he would love to get his nose into?
In the pair I left him I didn't wear any protection, most of the day I must admit I do dribble a bit but also for good measure, I rubbed my fingers against my pussy and made sure they got as much of me on them as I could.
Now for a woman my age what we lose can at times be rather portent especially if you are inclined to play with yourself from time to time.
Placing my well-soiled pants in a prime spot on top of my washing I waited for his inevitable visit to my bedroom.
Sure enough, he triggered the camera, watching him lift the basket lid he picked up my panties, immediately placing them to his nose the look on his face said everything, instead of just placing them in his pocket he just stood there, seemingly to virtually devour them against his face.
He opened them up and stared at the crotch, he could see that I had loaded them so much that I don't think he knew what to do with them.
The smile on his face was a picture, it was like he had struck gold with what he had been given.
As normal those pants came back clean and washed, placed back in my basket and I'm guessing I would be none the wiser for his antics.
At that point I knew I had gone far enough, I didn't want to keep up the pretence I didn't know what he was doing so this time I left a note for him to find, it read,” Jonathon, I love the fact you enjoy my panties and that you wash them and bring them back, I won't say it's very hygienic what you do with them but I think it might be best if from now on you ask me if you could have a pair instead of sneaking them out of my basket, don't worry I won't tell anyone but I'm intrigued as to what you do with them, Nan.
For the next few weeks, he didn't call round which meant he had read the note I left him.
Thinking I had scared him off things took a different turn between myself and my husband, I subsequently found out that after all this time I caught him cheating with my so-called best friend.
This had been going on for months and I had no idea at the time what was going on.
Anyway, the inevitable happened we divorced and I started my new single life without him.
It took about six months after we split that I was able to start to have a normal sort of life.
Still, in my fifties, I didn't feel like dating right away, I thought why not enjoy myself a bit before I even think about trusting men again?
Family had been amazing, even my grandson helped me as best as he could with moving things but I had forgotten all about his obsession with my panties.
He was now seventeen and I must say looking rather grown up, he still never let on to me he had found my note but on a few occasions, he did look rather sheepish when I mentioned anything to do with clothes or washing them.
Then one afternoon he turned to me and just apologised for what he had been up to, at first I didn't know what he was on about but then I realised why he was apologising and what for.
I looked at him and said,” Look it's fine ok, I didn't mind what you did with them just that some of them were my best ones and I take care of those, that's why I left you my old pairs for whatever you did with them it didn't matter.”. I said.
“ Thanks, Nan it won't happen again,”. He said.
“Can I ask out of curiosity what did you do with them,” I asked.
Red-faced he looked at me and just said,” I masturbated over them, he said.
“ oh that's why you washed them, I should have known that, young boys always like to masturbate, well I think they do”.
“ yes Nan we do and I couldn't help it with your pants,” he said.
Then for some reason, I felt rather damp between my legs, all this talk about masturbating just made my old pussy twitch and get rather wet.
“Can I ask, do you still you know play with yourself, you don't have to answer if it's too personal to ask,” I said.
Red-faced he nodded, “ and whose pants do you use now, seems you haven't had mine for a while,” I said.
“ my moms but she wears those very large ones that are arn’t very attractive,” he said.
“ so you prefer mine then”
“ god yes Nan, yours are amazing, I like the red ones and blue ones,”
“ ok so if I gave you the pair I have in now which are very damp I might add you would do what you do with them later,” I said.
“ Really” he said with the biggest smile on his face.
“ yes but under one condition,” I asked, “ don't wash them bring them back next week ok,”
“ you sure because they might not look the same,” he said.
“ I don't care, I want to see how bad you get them before you have to wash them” I said with a smile.
“ oh ok, now I'm nervous,” he said., “I shouldn't really do this in front of you but take them with you,”.
Lifting my skirt I slipped out of my now very wet white frilly panties, he looked at me as he watched me slide them down my legs and hand them to him.
“There you go a fresh pair for you and suitably damp,” I said.
Looking rather embarrassed he reached out his hand and clutching them tightly quickly slipped them into his pocket.
“Now don't let your mother catch you with those or you will be in trouble,” I said.
I then waited a good week before I saw him again, I didn't immediately ask for them back rather I waited to see if he brought them with him.
“ well did you find them useful” I said.
“ Yes Nan, they were amazing” he said as he handed me a small plastic bag.
“ I will look later if that's ok,” I said as he sat drinking his tea.
Making my excuses I popped the to the toilet, taking the bag with me I checked the state of my white frilly panties.
Opening them up at first they didn't seem too bad but then as I checked the gusset I felt how stiff the material was, it felt as though he had absolutely smothered them in his cum, not a small amount by any means but it felt like he must have drained his balls all over them.
“ well now those are definitely going to have to be washed,” I said.
“Sorry Nan just loves it when I cum over them,” he said.
“ oh god don't apologise, I'm flattered that you love jerking if that's the word over my panties,”. I said.
“ you have an amazing smell, Nan, it gets me going no end I can tell you”. He said.
“ Well, I wouldn't say that but thank you,”
At that moment I saw my grandson in a different light, it was like I understood his fascination with my panties and why he felt the need to cum over them.
We sat down talking for a while and I had to ask him, why he liked my underwear compared to either his sister's or his mother's.
“ moms are massive, and not that good plus she would notice if I messed them up, my sister wears those thong things, nothing but a thin strap covering her pussy I guess, yours are much nicer, really frilly and what you leave on them for me just sets my cock off real quick”. He said.
“ oh my I didn't think I was that good,” I said.
“Trust me they are well good,”.
I laughed at him saying” I wouldn't go that far, maybe a little,” I said.
“ Even you grandad never thought that of my panties, to him they were just my undies nothing to write home about, “
“I don't know why but for me, I just prefer older women, the girls my age aren't up to much they just seem to be too immature for me that's all” he said.
As we sat for a while discussing all things erotic I might add, I found it somewhat very arousing for me as I had images in my mind of this young man holding my worn panties in his hand and seeing his cock cum shoot over my undies.
His fascination for me was I thought very flattering but for some reason, I had an idea that might just give us both some sort of satisfaction.
“ I have an idea, you have told me about how you like to cum over my undies well, to be honest, it's a very erotic thing to do, but how about cumming over some of my panties while I'm still wearing them,” I said.
“ what cum over your pussy,”
“Well, close enough for me to feel your hot cum” I said.
“ oh my god, you kidding, right”.
“ I never kid about anything, especially when it comes to something like this?” I said.
“ Christ Nan that would be amazing,”.
“ what colour you prefer,” I asked.
“ oh god red one Nan, the frillier the better,” he said.
“ ok well no time like the present, go look in my draws and pick out ones you fancy making a mess of,” I said.
With that we made our way upstairs, sitting on my bed I watched the eager look on his face as he rummaged through my knickers draws.
“ Can we use these Nan, if that's ok,”
“ ok well luckily they aren't my best ones but why not,”.
With that I stood up, slipping the ones I had on down my legs, I slipped in the pair he had chosen.
The look on his face was a picture, as he unbelted his pants and let them drop to the floor, I dropped my dress exposing my red panties to him, he to dropped his briefs and for the first time, his hard cock popped into view.
“ my word you are big,” I said.
I slid up onto the bed and laid back opening my legs as I did so.
He now had a full view of my open legs and my frilly bright red panty-covered pussy.
As he moved in between my legs I had this sudden feeling of wetness, my old pussy started to twitch kike it hadn't done in a very long time.
I had a seventeen-year-old man stood between my legs with his hard cock in his hand about to splatter my body with his young cum.
He then seem to slap my open crotch with his cock as though to help arouse himself more than he was, I watched his cock stiffen in his hand as his fingers started to pump its length.
I felt so aroused myself at the site of a somewhat large eager cock only inches from my very aroused wet pussy.
“ god that looks huge, make sure it goes on my pants, I want to feel how hot it is when you splatter it,” I said.
His cock now pointing straight at my open legs and at my damp panties he frantically massaged his cock very hard,” God Nan you look amazing, your pussy looks amazing from what I can see,” he said.
Still, all I could do was watch him jerk his cock as I could tell he was about to cum, his face seem to wince as he held his cock as this huge amount of cum shot from his tip, I felt it splash over my panties and a few drops on my legs as he let loose so much cum even I was surprised how my he shot over me.
I watched as he placed his hands on my knees, then let his cock rest on my panty crease covering my now very sticky wet crotch.
“Now that was worth watching,” I said.
He looked down at his cock, still slightly stiff and the amount of his cum showing on my pants.
“ I didn't think I would ever get the chance to do that Nan, sorry its so much I just felt so aroused looking at you laid there,” he said.
Then why I said what I did, but” do me a favour, help me out of these will you,”
Again the surprised look on his face as I lifted my backside so he could reach under me and slide my panties off.
Letting them drop to the floor he couldn't believe he could see my slightly hairy pussy, “ god Nan that looks fucking amazing,” he said.
“ well to be honest what you've just done has turned me on so much and by looking at that cock of yours I need my pussy sorting,” I said.
“ Really, what fuck you,”
“ well why not, we are both adults, I'm bloody horny as hell and I doubt you're going to turn down a pussy right in front of you,” I said.
“ God, no chance,”
With that, he moved back between my open legs, and my very eager wet pussy opened up for him to penetrate my waiting wet hole.
I watched him immediately guide his hard cock and slide inside me making me gasp as I felt him stretch me for the first time.
He again held my knees as his cock pushed in as deep as he could, being so wet it slid in so easily, he made sure his full hard length filled every inch of my open pussy.
All I could do was watch my young grandson pound my pussy making me groan out loud, the sensation he gave me was amazing to feel even at my age.
I wanted his cum inside me, I wanted him to violate me so I could feel how much he wanted my mature body.
It didn't take long for us both to orgasm, I exploded against his deep thrust up inside me. What was left in his balls now slashed against my pussy walls?
I could feel him as I clamped down hard on him, my whole body just let loose so much pleasure I couldn't help my emotions take over me.
We had cum together and for me, it was something I needed more than he did.
To progress from Cumming on my panties to feel his young cock inside me was something I didn't ever think would happen, but for me, it was the one thing I need to help me cope with my ex-husband's deceit.
I let him pull out of me watching his now limp cock flop down between his legs.
“ God Nan, thank you for that, it beets making a mess at home,” he said.
“ well from now on if you feel like cumming on my panties either make sure I'm in them or better still make sure I don't have any on,” I said.
From that moment I and my grandson had a very close relationship, he made sure I was satisfied sexually in more ways than he could imagine.

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