He's Teen and Thinks Girl's Mom Sexy - Sex Stories

He's Teen and Thinks Girl's Mom Sexy

... way lot different than being cuddled in our crafted bed while I masturbate for him."

"Well then, he could just hold you."

The naughty dripping of Celine's pussy continued. "Okay. I can be comfortable with that." More naughty dripping. A fresh smile bathed Lisa's face, and she gave her mother a cheek-kiss. "Mother, I love you."

Celine returned the cheek-kiss. "Daughter, I love you too."

All day, Celine felt nervous that teen Valond would be sleeping in the same crafted bed as her. She also had to cope with the embarrassment that having Valond for a sleepover made her pussy very wet and now at mid-afternoon, standing in the adobe sunroom, she was getting wetter and wetter.

It would be her first time that she'd have no crafted panties on when she was with teen Valond. The image of his huge, teen cock came to her mind, and she grasped the hewn desk edge as her pussy did a gush of juice into her crafted panties.

Celine's breaths came in rushed gasps, her hips undulated as her pussy flooded her crafted panties. Her eyes glazed and dilated, and with her pussy thrilling with excitement, she clung tightly to the hewn desk to try and steady herself.

Helplessly dripping, Celine observed in the periphery of her vision, the sun's luminescence softly reflecting off the polished, smooth top of the hewn desk, and dust motes slowly swirling by the crafted window. Oh, she loved being wet for teen Valond.

Then a naughty and embarrassing thought came to her mind. She ...

... wanted to see that look in Valond's blue eyes that said he found her sexy. The wildflowers swayed outside the window. She wanted to see that look in his eyes that said he wanted mother and daughter on his long, teen cock. Naughty, naughty, Valond.

The sun shone golden on the meadow of his organic-self-sufficiency-paradise as she slowly removed her crafted panties and placed them on the hewn desk. Her eyes, unbelieving at how wet her crafted pantiecrotch was.

Celine wanted Valond to look at her in that way which said he liked knowing she masturbated for him, she wanted to go sunbathing with him again where he would touch her like he had and orgasm her like he had. Her palm found her aching pussy, she wanted to see the look in his eyes and see his sweet, magnificent smile that said he liked knowing that her pussy would be nude under her crafted negligee when, come night time, she would be in her crafted bed with him.

Her fingertip found her wet entrance. "Naughty, naughty, Valond," she whispered as she pushed it in. "Naughty, naughty, Valond, making me helplessly wet for you at your organic-self-sufficiency-paradise."

Needing to get off her feet because her legs could barely hold her, Celine began to move towards the hand-built sunbed, having a final glance at her crafted sopping pantiecrotch. "Naughty, naughty, Valond. I love you."

Little, shaking steps with her finger fully in, the short distance seemed such a long way. Little step by little step, pussy so aching, ...