Sari Stone asks Faustus about some physics.
"Can I smell yours?" I ask her before I lose my courage.
She looks up at me. "Can you smell my what honey?" she asks. I think she knows what I'm asking but wants me to be man enough to ask her without being vague.
"Can I smell your vagina?" I come right out and ask.
"Honey!" she says. "I ah, I don't know honey?"
"Please," I beg playfully. "Come on!" My cock is now fully erect now.
"Have you ever smelled another girl before honey?" she asks with a caring look on her face.
"No," I tell her feeling like a guy that has never gotten laid which of course is true.
She looks at me for a moment. "Oh honey, I'm flattered. I really am. Oh, I don't know." She says as she is contemplating.
"Do you really want to?" say asks and looks at me.
"Yes. I really do." I tell her with a smile.
"Honey, pussy, ah I mean vagina, oh screw it! Can we just call it pussy? I mean let's call it what it is in this context. Okay honey?" she asks.
Wow, I can not believe my mom just asked to call her pussy a pussy.
"Okay," I say half giggling.
"Okay then. Well, honey, I'm just afraid you might not like it?" she tells me acting a bit nervous.
"Why would you worry about that?" I ask her. "Do you have something wrong with yours?"
Oh no, is she sick I wonder. Maybe she is on her period or something.
"No honey," she laughs. "My pussy is very healthy. It's just that some guys really like the way pussy smells and some guys don't. Some guys actually get turned on by it. And other guys want it to smell as much like nothing as possible."
"Oh mom, I really doubt I'm one of the guys in the last group. I've thought about how it smells for a long time now. And the thought of it smelling like nothing is kinda boring"
After listening to me, she smiles. She slides her hands on the inside part of her skirt and starts to work on something. I can't tell what at first, but then it becomes clear that she is taking down her panties under her skirt. After just a few seconds, she has them down to her ankles. She then bends down and picks up what looks to be a light pink thong. After standing back up she has them in her hand. She turns them a bit in her hand to orientate the inside crotch part to face her.
"Ahhhh!" she yips and tries to hide her panties from my view. "Honey I'm wet already," she says and giggles. "I was hoping these to be a bit less, interesting."
I don't think I've ever wanted to see anything more than I want to see those panties now!
"Oh come on!" I say with a tad bit of frustration. "I'm standing her naked with my cum on the table in front of you. You can show me a little pussy juice in your panties." After saying that, wow, I really let her have it there and made a solid plea at the same time.
She looks at me, then down to my cock and then to the table. "You have a point," she says.
"Please don't be grossed out honey," she says timidly as she un-clutches her panties and turns the wet crotch area to face me from across the kitchen island.
"It's very natural for a woman to get wet like this, in turn, wet her panties with her juices." she tells me.
I look at the inside of the thong with a wet area that has turned the light pink cotton material a dark pink. It was about a half inch wide and an inch long.
I just stared for what might have been 10 seconds, an hour, I'm not sure?
"Grossed out yet honey?" my mom asks?
I shake my head a bit slowly from side to side as to convey my thoughts and to not tax my eyes too much from the object they have fallen in love with.
"That might be the most beautiful thing I have ever seen," I tell her. "Wow," I add as I look back up her and give her a thankful smile.
"Honey, thank you!" she says as I see her eyes start to water just a bit. Out of all the nice things I've said to my mom, I never would have guessed that telling her that her wet panties are beautiful would have such a positive effect on her.
She then brings them up to her nose and she smells them. She then looks at me with her eyebrows raised a bit.
"Okay honey, are you ready for this?" she asks and smiles.
"Yes!" I tell