Neighborhood Mom, Part II - Sex Stories

Neighborhood Mom, Part II

... Yes... C: C: I took mine off too a while ago Me: Really? C: I had to leave my nightie on in case K comes out Me: are you playing with yourself too? C: I have been touching myself off and on I think I exploded and came all over myself when she sent that message. Holy ••••. This was so hot. I honestly at this point did not think women actually masturbated. I thought that was a guy thing only. Through that conversation alone (about 2 hours), I think I came at least 4 or 5 times. I didn't know much about sex, but I couldn't wait to learn. Now I knew for sure that she had been turned on in the bathroom those few nights ago, and that she was open to messing around some more. As inexperienced as I was, I still at this point did not even fathom the possibility that she might let me fuck her. Still somehow, I assumed it was just kind of an arousing game. I had no idea what would come. But I was shortly to find out. The next day was Saturday. Lawn mowing day at C's house. I didn't sleep all night. I tossed and turned in excited anticipation. When I did fall into a fitful sleep, I'd wake up hard and nervous. All night long my mind raced about what might happen next. Would K be there? Would C find some way to get her to leave? If she was there, could I think of some way to find a bit of privacy with C? Her house was not large. Maybe I could find an excuse to get C to come out to the shed - a problem with the mower perhaps? I woke up early, barely rested and got dressed. I had a raging ...

... boner and it hurt to put it in underwear and my jeans...to restrictive. After a few awkward moments trying to situate it unsuccessfully I opted to ditch my tighty whities and go commando. I'd never not worn underwear before. It felt strange, but yet arousing. My hard cock pushed a bulge several inches down the leg of my 501 jeans, the left leg. (I've never worn underwear with jeans since that day, and still to this day it pushes down the left leg). Nobody else was up yet. I went to the kitchen and snarfed down as much cereal as I could - I was super hungry but too excited to eat. As soon as the clock showed 7:45, I headed to C's house. On the way I kept finding myself walking fast. I had to consciously slow myself down so I didn't show up before 8. When I arrived, I let myself in with my key. The house was quiet. I looked down the hall. Both C and K's rooms were closed. Was K here? I went to the garage. Fuck. K's car was there. Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! Why couldn't she be away at her dad's??? This morning of all mornings. I went out back to the shed and opened it up. If I was going to get C to come out to the shed, the mower would wake her up for sure. At this point, I still didn't understand female sexuality. Knowing what I know now, I would have simply tip toed to her room and let myself in, waking her up. But...I didn't realize that was OK. She would have to make first moves so I knew it was OK. I gassed up the mower. Should I start it? what was my plan? Maybe I should ...