Neighborhood Mom, Part VI - Mom For A Day - Sex Stories

Neighborhood Mom, Part VI - Mom For A Day

... it seemed extremely loud, and very erotic. Her hand came back off the dildo and braced her on the tub again, and she shook and bucked. As she throbbed, I could see the dildo moving in and out on it's own - just a little, but moving with her muscles. I came again, in her ass. C rolled over and sat against the tub, breathing heavily and spent. I plopped down next to her. After a bit we decided it was nap time. C made me put those stupid underwear back on. I napped on the couch and C went to her bedroom. I fell asleep immediately, exhausted. I woke hours later as dusk was setting in, to C in the kitchen making dinner. She was wearing her bikini top again, and a pair of light weight "stretchy material" shorts that hugged her crotch but were loose in the legs. I came up behind her at the sink and pulled the string on her bikini top, making it come undone. She grabbed at it, holding it on and said "Son...we can't...we shouldn't have...it was a mistake...a one time thing!" I was undeterred. I grabbed her shorts and pulled them down to her knees. "Son! Stop!" She dropped her top grabbing for her shorts. She wasn't wearing panties. She pulled her shorts up while I went for her breasts, palming them and rubbing them. She grabbed my hands and pulled them away. "Stop it! It was one time only!" She seamed serious. She turned around and pushed me away. Grabbing her bikini top, she stomped off to the bathroom. I heard the lock click. One time! Whatever. I wasn't sure what to do or say. I ...

... went to the bathroom door. "Come on, mom...you liked it...I liked it. Relax." She shouted at me to leave her alone. I went to K's room and kicked back on my bed for a minute, processing it all. Was she serious? Was she crazy? No...I'd known her long enough...this must just be part of the game. She came out of the bathroom, her bikini top back on and went back to the kitchen. I got up and went to her room. Her camcorder was still sitting by her bed. I picked it up and rewound it, returning to the kitchen. I hit play and held it up. "A one time thing, huh mom? Is that why you need video of me masturbating? You know, to watch it ONE time?" "That is my personal stuff! Go put that back!" she seemed upset, but probably just acting. "YOUR personal stuff? That's ME on that tape!" I hit record and started video taping. "Tell me mom, tell me all about how when you were licking my ass, it was a one-time thing. Tell me how you fucking yourself for me was a one-time thing. Flaunting your naked body was a one-time thing!" "Stop it!" She came at me, grabbing for the camera. I held it back and grabbed her shorts with my free hand, pulling them down a little, but she dodged away. My reflexes were faster and I caught the string of her bikini as she turned away, pulling the top off - all the way off. She turned and faced me, hands on her hips, naked breasts heaving as she breathed hard. "A one time thing huh? Look how hard your nipples are!" They were hard. And it definitely wasn't cold in the ...