1. Neighborhood Mom, Part V - Exploration


    Date: 1/5/2017, Categories: True Story, Author: luvsumcameltoe, Rating: 93.5, Source: sexstories.com

    been off screen. He was jacking off. He had a really big cock. I was less interested in this part. It felt weird to be watching a guy jack off. I looked over at K. She didn't seem to have the same lack of interest I had. She watched intently, and her fingers rubbing firmly on her crotch. Her legs weren't spread very much, but she was gyrating them - like pulling them together and then back apart as she touched herself. This was way better than watching that guy jack off. That scene didn't last for more than 30 seconds or so, and then it cut back to the other guy fucking the "whore" in the ass. He seemed to be building up, and so was the music. The blonde had been doing most of the talking and still was. "Are you going to cum on her ass?" "Oh yah, you want to cum on her slutty whore ass, don't you?!?!" I was paying attention again. The man pulled his cock out of her ass suddenly, and pumped out cum all over the crack of her ass and her asshole. After a moment he moved away, and the blonde (kneeling to the side) leaned in. The camera zoomed in as the blonde began rubbing the cum on the brunette's asshole. Then she started to lick up her crack. That was hot. I was now intent. I pumped my cock, sticking straight up, without care. Precum dripped and ran down my knuckles. In my periphery K shifted. I glanced over. Apparently girl on girl cum-licking-from-asscrack didn't interest her as much as it did me. She was looking directly at me. Not from the corner of her eye - she was ...
    staring. I kept going and pretended like I didn't know. I started to make a show of it, with long firm pumps and ocassionally pushing my hips up off the couch a little. Using only my peripheral vision though, I couldn't see exactly...I wanted to look at her. I turned my head slightly and looked. She had her head turned toward me, to the side. She was staring directly at me. And her hand was now inside the waistband of her panties, and moving like C's did when she was making herself cum. Our eyes locked. For a second she closed her eyes and rolled her head back a little. She exhaled deeply, and her eyes re-opened, still locked on me. I turned myself slightly toward her. She watched. I knew I was going to cum soon and I didn't want to cum all over the couch. I also didn't want to block her view by cuming into my boxers. The coffee table would be easy to clean up. I moved to kneel in front of the table. It startled her a little. She sat up in the recliner, still sideways. She turned, sitting normally into the recliner, facing me directly. I think she sat up because she thought I might be coming over to her. I wanted to, but in that moment, the look on her face was momentarily one of concern - I think she would have balked. Once I positioned myself on my knees in front of the table, she suddenly understood. I was going to cum on the table. She seemed relieved and settled back. Then, unexpectedly, with both hands, she pushed herself up a bit in the chair, and pulled her panties down. ...