1. Neighborhood Mom, Part VI - Mom For A Day


    Date: 10/11/2017, Categories: True Story, Author: luvsumcameltoe, Rating: 94.6, Source: sexstories.com

    might. My sarcasm was meant to deal with how ridiculous it felt to call her mom, but K didn't know that. K thought it was hilarious, like I was annoyed she was asking me to do things. She started poking fun as well..."See, now she's ordering you around like she always does me! Nice, MOM!" And it became kind of a fun joke, a joke to K and I, and an inside, dirty joke to C and I too. And so over the next few days it didn't feel weird anymore to call her mom. That night, instead of wearing my normal boxers to bed, I dutifully followed the rules and wore the underwear she had bought me. Normally I stayed up very late (C and I both did...so we could mess around after K was in bed), but about a half hour after K went off to bed, frustrated and realizing I wasn't going to get any action, I turned in for the night too. K wasn't asleep, she was sitting up in her bed reading when I came in. She seemed surprised. "Got big plans for the morning, huh?" she said sarcastically. "Nah, I'm just wiped. Been a long day." K was in a half shirt, with her sheets pulled up around her waist. I pretended not to look, but secretly wondered what panties she was wearing. I remember feeling sheepish getting ready for bed, as I stripped down to my underwear. Now K was pretending not to look. I'm not exactly small, and these underwear were tight - and I was swollen from a day of being horny. There as a huge bulge in the front. I was pretty comfortable with K now - she'd seen the whole package, so I didn't ...
    make any attempt to hide it. As usual she was sarcastic: "Hey - nice panties!" K quipped. "Fuck you - they're not panties!" I fired back. "Why did you stop wearing boxers?" she asked. Great fucking question. I wasn't prepared for that. "Uh...cause I need to do laundry" I mumbled. "Liar! I just folded like a hundred pairs of boxers in your drawer right before dinner!" she fired back. Doh. Now what do I say? "You should wear boxers." she continued matter of factly. "Serously, those are nerd panties." "You just want to watch me get naked!" I retorted. "In those panties I don't have to - they're so tight I can see everything right through them!" "Well what kind of panties are YOU wearing??? You don't see me judging yours!" Now I had the upper hand. And in the back of my mind I was kind of hoping she'd show me. "Same kind I do all the time, dorko! And you don't judge them cause there's nothing to judge, I have taste in underwear!" "NO!" I replied. "I don't judge them because I'm a nice person. Show me which ones you're wearing and I'll tell you all about them!" Defiantly, K pulled her sheets off, and stood up on her bed. "Judge away!" She turned away from me, putting one hand on her hip and pushing her hip out sideways so her butt stuck out a little. Then she turned back around. For a second I was speachless. Really, what was there to judge? She had a really nice body, and her bikini cut panties rode her hips perfectly, and hugged her mound through her thigh gap. I felt the bulge ...