X-Vash00
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- Joined
- Mar 19, 2012
Life of being the son of a famous Hollywood starlet was a great one indeed. Especially since he was the son of the worlds highest paid actress, Sandra Bullock. Adam had access to anything he wanted thanks to his mother. Money? Not a problem at all. Work? Easy when most of the people know who your mother is. School? A breeze thanks to highly paid tutors and Adams looks. He was 16 years old and he already had the world in the palm of his hand, the only thing missing? A lovely lady to share in all the spooks with. He was by no means bad looking, he was quite the opposite. He stood at five feet and eleven inches tall and still growing. He kept his dirty blonde hair somewhat long, long enough to keep it stylized, and his eyes matched the hazel of his mothers. So no, it wasn't his looks at all. It couldn't be who he was since girls practically throw themselves at him on hearing his name alone. It was the fact that he got a little shy around girls.
Sure he could put on the bravado of some playboy with millions of dollars backing him, but when it came to girls that bravado shrunk to where he got cotton mouth when a girl came to talk to him whether or not it was about something clean or something's not worth mentioning. It seemed like the only woman he could hold a conversation with was his mother, and it really caused Adam some sexual frustrations. Speaking of which, he wondered if his mother was around the house somewhere. He knew that everyone else was gone but he didn't know where his mother was today.
He krept out of his room and slowly walked around the house to try and find his mother. When he couldn't find her he figured she was either gone or somewhere inside this big house and that she wouldn't hear him at all. With that confidence in mind he quickly dashed to his mothers master bedroom and closed the door behind him. He looked around for a moment until he came to her dirty clothes hamper. He searched through it until he came across a nice dark pair of her silk panties. He took them out and put it to his nose. He took a deep inhale and savored it, they smelt just like his mother and something a little more. The smell was something bitter sweet and musky. He let his imagination wander and smiled at the thought of what it was, his mom got a little turned on while wearing these. He turned and went to the bed and sat down. He unzipped his pants and pulled them down with his boxers. He wrapped the silk garment around his cock and began to pump his hand up and down his hardened member thinking about his mother. Since she really was the only woman he could hold a conversation with they were closer than he and anyone else were. So occasionally his imagination strayed from the pure side and he had some sexual fantasies involving his mother, who could blame him? His mother was Sandra Bullock for crying out loud! She was wealthy, powerful, smoking hot, a triple threat! Adam began to moan loudly as he thought about his mother which is why he does this when no one is in the house, hopefully no one was today.
Sure he could put on the bravado of some playboy with millions of dollars backing him, but when it came to girls that bravado shrunk to where he got cotton mouth when a girl came to talk to him whether or not it was about something clean or something's not worth mentioning. It seemed like the only woman he could hold a conversation with was his mother, and it really caused Adam some sexual frustrations. Speaking of which, he wondered if his mother was around the house somewhere. He knew that everyone else was gone but he didn't know where his mother was today.
He krept out of his room and slowly walked around the house to try and find his mother. When he couldn't find her he figured she was either gone or somewhere inside this big house and that she wouldn't hear him at all. With that confidence in mind he quickly dashed to his mothers master bedroom and closed the door behind him. He looked around for a moment until he came to her dirty clothes hamper. He searched through it until he came across a nice dark pair of her silk panties. He took them out and put it to his nose. He took a deep inhale and savored it, they smelt just like his mother and something a little more. The smell was something bitter sweet and musky. He let his imagination wander and smiled at the thought of what it was, his mom got a little turned on while wearing these. He turned and went to the bed and sat down. He unzipped his pants and pulled them down with his boxers. He wrapped the silk garment around his cock and began to pump his hand up and down his hardened member thinking about his mother. Since she really was the only woman he could hold a conversation with they were closer than he and anyone else were. So occasionally his imagination strayed from the pure side and he had some sexual fantasies involving his mother, who could blame him? His mother was Sandra Bullock for crying out loud! She was wealthy, powerful, smoking hot, a triple threat! Adam began to moan loudly as he thought about his mother which is why he does this when no one is in the house, hopefully no one was today.