Bod's Mum's Knickers (Young Hippo Funny S.)

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I admitted that I had worn them at night, and she immediately smiled, and then laughed. “Then go to your room and put them on now,” she said, thrusting the lovely corsets into my hands. I was scared and confused, but knew better than to argue with her. She followed close behind as I scurried off to my bedroom and laid the corsets out on the bed. She then watched as I slowly undressed myself. I felt rather silly as I fastened the busk at the front, but there was no way of avoiding her fascinated gaze. I could see that she was thinking deeply as with trembling fingers I tried to get the corsets to fit into position. to feel guilty about it but I don't any longer. I know that sounds strange for me to say about my Mom but my best I was handed a cup of tea and we all went into the dining room. The women sat down and looked at me as I stood uneasily by the chair. I knew that my corsets were going to make sitting down very difficult because of my experience of wearing them in bed, and I was well aware that the bones would dig into the tops of my legs. Mom's reply was short and firm, "You know perfectly well why you're wearing a dress. I'm tried of you teasing the girls all the time, and your always telling them you see their panties. So now your going to find out what it's like to wear a dress and have some one teasing you about your panties. I'm going to teach you how to be a proper young lady, and young ladies don't let their panties show." Low rise hipsters give the same coverage and are great for women who prefer a lower waist band. Boy Shorts

Mom said, "Well little girl, get your panties on." Josh froze, but mom said, "Well I see you don't know how to dress like a girl so I will show you. The 'little girl' phrase hit him and he retorted I'm not a girl! Oh yes you are, and your going to be for as long as I think it will take for you learn your lesson."She moved her legs to cover up her most private area. Before she had the chance to do anything risky though, I grabbed her left leg. I began to tie it, tightly, to the leg of the chair. I did the same to her right leg, then tying it below the knee to allow minimal movement. She struggled to close her legs but couldn't, giving me the perfect view of her clit. My mother wore much less severe corsets, although they were still very firm and long. Both ladies always wore either pink or tearose coloured corsets and brassieres and I loved to look at them whenever I could. one thing, anyone who has cum on a woman's feet is cumming on the feet of someones daughter, sister, maybe mother, and possibly wife. Kind of like I lifted the lid and lying inside the box I saw a brand new pair of corsets wrapped in tissue paper. I saw the name “Court Royal” on the end of the box, and my mouth fell open. I was trembling, partly with excitement and partly with fear and trepidation.

When I was twelve, my parents moved to a new house. It was out of town on a nice new estate, but that meant that I had to ride my bicycle to school and leave it in the old garden shed at Granny’s house. From there it was less than two minutes walk to school. I was brought up in a village in Hertfordshire in the 1950s and 60s. I lived with my mother and sister, my dad having taken off to find some excitement when I was quite small. My sister Sally was about a year older than me. Sally tended to look down on me, both because of her age and the fact that I was a mere male! Mum, while she was very kind, was very Victorian in her outlook. She tended to regard any discussing of sexual matters, almost anything below the belt, as rather dirty, and never tried to give me even the slightest hint about puberty or the ‘Facts of Life’! I wore my corsets at night under my pyjamas and all went very well for a week or two. It was a Thursday afternoon when I got home from school that I found my mother waiting for me with my corsets in her hand. “Where did you get these from?” was her greeting.

A 14yr old boy's experience with mum's friends silky knickers (1970's)

That evening, mum sat me down at the kitchen table and I had to write a letter of apology to Shona, to include a full description of the leathering I had received as a ‘reward’ for my misconduct. The task completed to mum’s satisfaction, I was then sent to bed early. I was not looking forward to tomorrow!