Neighborhood Mom, Part II - Sex Stories

Neighborhood Mom, Part II

... stood still it seemed, counting down to 3 minutes. I messaged her I was back. "Did you like helping?". Big grin face back. "Did you like me helping?" I fired a big grin face back. C: I wasn't sure if I made you uncomfortable Me: Maybe a little, but it was fun. C: Good, I don't want to make you uncomfortable Me: You didn't. C: It wouldn't bother you if it happened again? ;) Me: Do you want to do it again? C: Yes Me: Did it turn you on? C: Yes! Me: Does it turn you on to think about it? C: Yes! Me: Me too. C: Are you hard right now? Me: Yes C: My panties are wet. (Wet. I didn't know what that was. I didn't know anything. I had fingered a girl before, and her pussy was "wet", but I just thought that's how they were. I didn't realize they weren't always like that. Why would her panties be wet? Did she wet herself? Spill a drink in her lap? Why was she telling me? How do I respond to that?) Me: Did you spill something? C: LOL no silly Me: Do you have to pee? C: Not right now C: why? Me: I don't know...thought maybe you had to pee bad so your panties got wet C: No silly - from thinking about the other night Me: oh (confused pause) Me: but...how did your panties get wet? C: When I get horny, I get really wet. Me: oh ok C: Does that gross you out? Me: No C: Ok good. I thought maybe you were grossed out. (I'm still confused but don't really want to let on that I don't get it - it's still a turn on anyway) Me: No. How wet do they get? Like you peed in them? C: Not like that. Just ...

... like a little wet spot. Me: Oh C: Are you still hard? Me: Yes! C: C: Are you going to play with yourself? (Growing up, that was strictly forbidden...I shouldn't admit to that. But...she wasn't like my parents...I think she likes the idea of it. Should I admit it? I pause for a few minutes before replying) me: Probably. C: Just probably? Me: Do you ever play with yourself? C: Yes! I'm going to before I go to bed. (Wow, ok! Clearly she doesn't mind the idea! I didn't think I could get any harder, but now...I was even harder. I didn't even know how women played with themselves, but I wanted to know!) Me: Me too. C: I want to see you do that Me: Really? C: Yes! (I'm not sure I'm up for that...after all nobody had ever even watched me pee before. The idea was arousing but scary too. I wasn't sure I could do it. Maybe, but...on the other hand...I want to see her do it...) Me: I want to see you do it too C: ok (The conversation carried on, as I chatted and masturbated intermittently. This was before everyone had web cams - they were pretty new technology at the time, so she couldn't see me and vice versa. I didn't tell her I was masturbating. She might find it weird if I was, I thought. But eventually my responses must have become slow and short...because she figured it out) C: Are you playing with yourself right now? (doh!) Me: ha-ha...sort of C: sort of? C: Through your pants or did you take yourself out? Me: (with some hesitation) I took my pants off C: and your underwear too? Me: ...