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

Neighborhood Mom, Part VI - Mom For A Day

... so she left her blinds mostly open during the day. I opened them fully and went back to the living room. "All better?" C asked when I entered the room. I winked. She came around from the kitchen and approached me, looking at my crotch. She reached down and cupped me through my underwear with her hand. "See, now they fit again!" Standing right in front of me, I could smell her arousal. She must have been very, very wet. "I think you have something to take care of, Mom. Why don't YOU take a break?" She seemed a little puzzled, but headed curiously down the hall to her room. She would have seen the camcorder on her pillow from the door. She stopped at the door for a moment, turned and flashed me a smile, and then shut the door behind her. Immediately I went out the back sliding glass door and around to the back of the house. It was late dusk now, and that side of the house was in dark shadow. When I got to the window, C was up on her bed, on her knees, holding the camcorder. I hadn't rewound it. Oops. It must have taken her a minute to rewind it and fast forward to where I had begun recording - or maybe she was watching the whole thing again. For a few minutes I watched. She grinned as she watched it. Then she put a hand up her short skirt and started rubbing herself. The tape must have ended. She put the camcorder down and ran her fingers through the thick cum on her pillow. Then she stopped, pulled the pillow down midway on the bed and stacked it on top of another. She ...

... climbed on top, straddling it like it was a person and began to ride it, grinding her pussy on the cum soaked pillow. When she stopped, I headed back for the living room. She came out a few minutes later and washed her hands at the kitchen sink. Then she joined me in the living room, plopping into that same recliner K had been in just earlier. She took no care to sit like a lady, and I could see clearly up her skirt. Her thighs were red and her whole mound was wet. "You are so bad!" she whispered. "Why would you do that to my pillow? Now I have to wash it!" I didn't skip a beat. "You are so bad, MOM! Why would you have video of your son like that?!?!" She grinned a faint grin. I continued "and, I'm guessing that most of what's on your pillow right now is your own mess!" She was truly surprised. And then she grinned. "And how would you know that?" I winked and got up, as I walked past her, I leaned down and pulled her skirt up fully exposing her. She made no attempt to stop me. "Looks like you have a mess to clean up there too." I left the room. Later that evening as I headed for bed she stopped me and reminded me to be wearing those underwear in the morning. The next morning would be...the big day. When I got into the bedroom, K was already fast asleep, or was at least acting like it. It was a particularly warm night. She didn't have sheets on. She was turned away from me, on her side in a skimpy tee and panties. That wasn't going to help me sleep. I was restless all night. K woke ...